The sunlight poured through the stained glass windows, casting colorful and fragmented shadows. However, compared to the previous liveliness, Professor McGonagall's Transformation Class was now so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Only to see.
Ian standing in the center of the classroom.
Under the curious and probing gaze of Professor McGonagall, he took a deep breath.
He began to demonstrate his Animagus form.
His body twisted, contracted, and transformed suddenly, as if his flesh had come alive. As the magic power continued to gather, Ian's body began to undergo strange changes.
It wasn't the smooth transformation of an ordinary Animagus but as if some force was reshaping him by brute force. His body gradually shrank, bones and muscles reorganized, and a layer of glossy black feathers slowly covered the surface. In just a moment, a majestic raven appeared on the spot.
Ian spread his wings and flew.
Landed on a protruding spot on the window sill.
Professor McGonagall's eyes also widened instantly, her face written with shock.
"Magic Creatures! It's actually Magic Creatures!" Her usually elegant posture leaned slightly forward, hands unconsciously covering her mouth, unable to suppress her inner astonishment. Despite being internally amazed by its beauty and agility, her years of experience allowed her to keenly sense the unusual nature of this form.
As a seasoned magic professor, she had seen various Animagus forms, but the aura emitted by this raven gave her an unprecedented shock.
This was not an ordinary raven.
Its feathers were as black as night but shimmered with an eerie deep purple sheen in the light, its beak had an unnatural metallic texture, and the most unsettling were its eyes—a pair of crimson vertical pupils, like those of a predator, not the round pupils of birds, and the air was filled with the resonance of magic.
This was stronger than many magic creatures.
"By Merlin's beard, you... you..." Professor McGonagall's brows tightened, and her eyes were filled with deep worry and doubt. She slowly spoke, with a slight tremor in her voice.
The raven tilted its head, letting out a low call, sounding nothing like the clear chirp of ordinary birds but carrying a particularly deep tone that sent a chill down the spine.
It didn't even sound like a good bird.
To be honest.
The little wizard thought he would be praised, but instead, saw the professor's complex expression: "Ian, you... how dare you, how dare you attempt to become a magic creature?"
Her tone was mixed with surprise, anger, and seemed to have some lingering fear. Indeed, just like this professor had taught in the first Transformation Class of last year.
Animagus transformation is the magic of wizards turning into animals, but it requires long-term study and a dangerous process. Because the transformation process itself is risky, for example, the first transformation might get out of control, making this magic one of the most dangerous. And this is just the risk when transforming into an ordinary animal.
As for transforming into a magic life.
In the entire history of wizards, there have been those brave enough to attempt it, but without exception, these people proved through actual cases just how foolish and dangerous their attempts were.
Not to say no one succeeded.
It's just that.
Many exceptionally talented wizards have also been lost to this. Therefore, seeing Ian turn into a magic life, how could Professor McGonagall not feel afraid and angry?
She had indeed reminded the little wizard before in the previous school year.
"Mr. Prince, you clearly didn't heed my warning!" Professor McGonagall looked at the raven still shaking its head, feeling extremely frustrated inside.
How to put it.
The little wizard actually felt wronged.
Ian heard Professor McGonagall's words and slowly withdrew from the raven form. His body gradually returned to human form in the light, and the original black feathers faded away.
The feathers contracted, bones stretched, and in the blink of an eye, Ian was standing in front of Professor McGonagall again, back in his familiar form. The smoothness of his transformation made Professor McGonagall breathe a sigh of relief.
At least it proved that Ian's Animagus transformation didn't have significant hidden dangers. Yes, some wizards, even after mastering Animagus, might still have lingering issues for various reasons.
This is akin to some wizards who, after living as animals for years, gradually have their wizard abilities deteriorate, even forgetting how to revert to human form, making it difficult to fully return to their original state.
The Animagus magic is fraught with dangers everywhere.
However.
Seeing Ian's transformation as smooth as silk, at least Professor McGonagall could conclude that Ian's mastery of this magic was exceptionally strong, even above most wizards with Animagus forms.
Of course.
Even having realized this, don't expect Professor McGonagall to commend him, as she was genuinely frustrated, her old eyes sternly fixed on Ian.
"Mr. Ian Prince!"
She practically gritted her teeth as she said Ian's name.
"Uh, Professor..."
Ian looked at Professor McGonagall with a sincere expression on his face, explaining calmly: "Professor, I really didn't attempt to turn into a magic creature on my own."
"My situation is, how should I put it, a bit complicated, it's just... it happened naturally." The little wizard's eyes were clear, showing no signs of lying.