Stop Your Bold Idea, Owl Is a Wizard's Best Friend!

McGonagall, on the other hand, had been in shock since the beginning of the transformation. She could see what Ivan was doing.

About a minute later, an owl with snow-white feathers appeared in front of them, cooing and looking around curiously.

However, Ivan exhaled slowly and spoke gloomily.

"What a pity…"

Ivan was disappointed. Although the owl was exactly the same as the real one, the transformation was temporary and lasted only a little longer, as he failed to change its nature in the end.

It was the closest he ever came to success…

[Ding, after your tireless practice, the proficiency of Transfiguration has increased slightly…]

The sound of the Transfiguration Spell increasing in proficiency reached Ivan's mind, giving him some comfort.

Professor McGonagall snapped out of her daze and said, "It's not a pity. You've gone far beyond my expectations."

She felt that even Dumbledore could not have done what Ivan did in his first year.

However, after the praise, Professor McGonagall's face darkened and she questioned him.

"What were you doing with your body just now? I almost thought you were performing a dangerous Animagus transformation! Fortunately, you didn't go too deep, or I would have interrupted your transformation…"

"So that's how the Animagus are trained?" Ivan asked, his eyes lighting up. He thought he had found a way to quickly improve his Transfiguration.

If he could learn the Animagus, he should be able to improve his Transfiguration significantly.

Professor McGonagall was speechless and regretted her slip of the tongue, but since she had said it, she went on to remind him.

"Anima Gus is an extremely advanced Transfiguration Charm, and you would do well not to attempt it alone, as the consequences would be disastrous if you failed!"

"If you're really interested, I can give you a few pointers when you come back next term." Professor McGonagall hesitated, unsure if she should give Ivan access to such high-end transfiguration techniques.

However, she knew very well that she could not be dissuaded. Instead of letting Ivan try it in private, she would teach him herself.

Ivan, of course, agreed without hesitation. He wouldn't have been stupid enough to try it himself if he had someone willing to teach him. After all, it was his own body that the Animagus was transfigured into. What if he made a mistake?

Other than Dumbledore, who he preferred not to interact with too much, Professor McGonagall had the highest level of Transfiguration at Hogwarts!

"If that's all right with you, then let's make a pact that you won't try to analyse your body with magic until next term," Professor McGonagall warned.

"Can I parse anything else that's alive?" Yvonne asked, well aware that her Transfiguration Charms were no longer useful to her if she wanted to improve her proficiency.

Only by performing high-end biological transformations like this could he gain some proficiency.

With this in mind, Ivan looked at the owl he had transformed into and focused his attention on Marka in the dormitory.

Professor McGonagall could see this and snapped.

"Owl is a wizard's best friend, and no wizard will harm his owl without good reason…"

"Also, not a cat," Professor McGonagall added. "Perhaps you could experiment on a toad or mouse."

Were they not friends of the wizard?

Ivan opened his mouth to complain,

Professor, you're discriminating against species!

Ron and Neville will cry.

Ivan didn't get a chance to complain, as Professor McGonagall kicked him out of the school on the grounds that if he stayed any longer, no one else would have to take the exam.

Before leaving, Professor McGonagall warned Ivan not to get too full of himself.

"Don't forget to revise your textbooks at home. Read more books. I'll take the exam again. If you don't meet the requirements, don't blame me for breaching the contract."

Ivan nodded. He wasn't going to get cocky just because he had some skill.

Ivan had realised how weak he was when he was fighting Lord Voldemort's remnant soul. Even when Lord Voldemort was barely able to move, Ivan had to rely on his protective magic to defeat him.

If he were to face a real Dark Lord, he would not even be able to resist.

Therefore, Ivan had already made up his mind to take advantage of the long holidays after leaving school.

However, it seems that young wizards cannot perform spells outside of school.

Ivan felt a headache coming on as he recalled the wands sold at Ollivander's in the book, each with a Trace on it, which the Ministry of Magic could easily check to see if they were in use, and would not disappear until the young wizards graduated from Hogwarts.

This meant that unless he found a way to get his hands on another adult wizard's wand, he would spend the summer reading in his room.

After all, the Ministry of Magic was extremely strict when it came to such things, as long as a young wizard was caught casting spells off-campus, the first warning, the second expulsion, and the third break the wand!

Not everyone was the famous Harry Potter, and Ivan did not feel he would be exempt.

Frustrated, Ivan walked out of the classroom, where Harry and the others, who had been waiting for a long time, thought he had failed his exams.

"Ivan, it's all right to slip up once in a while, we all know you're very good at Transfiguration," Hermione assured him.

Harry and Ron nodded in agreement.

"Underperformed? No? Professor McGonagall gave me the highest score on the spot." Ivan knew that they had misunderstood and waved his hand.

"Then why don't you look happy?" Harry wondered, and since Yvonne had been inside for so long, he should have been quick.

"Professor McGonagall gave me an extra quiz, but I didn't pass," Ivan explained half-heartedly. He couldn't very well claim that he was trying to worm his way into the Ministry of Magic so that he could cast spells outside of school, could he?

"Harry Potter!"

Harry was about to ask what kind of quiz it was when Professor McGonagall called out to him, prompting him to go ahead.

Pushing open the door, Harry saw a snow-white owl on the right-hand table with round buttons underneath.

Harry wondered why Professor McGonagall had brought an owl to the examination and was reminded of the quiz Ivan had mentioned.

He had heard from the young wizards who came back from their exams that the right side seemed to be the display area for outstanding exam works, which Professor McGonagall used to put "a little" pressure on the new students.

Only this time… Harry looked at the owl and swallowed. Wasn't this too much pressure?