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correct!

Right!

The example that Professor McGonagall gave for the atmosphere of the club was like a lightning bolt in the night sky, breaking through the fog in Amber's mind.

Amber clenched his fists tightly, trying not to jump up.

He now finally knew how Dumbledore's alchemical manuscripts were hidden in this school.

Transfiguration!

Dumbledore was the school's most prestigious Transfiguration teacher at the time.

The use of Transfiguration in life has almost become an instinct for Dumbledore.

After thinking about this, Amber couldn't wait.

If he wasn't still in the Transfiguration Club, Amber would immediately follow this clue and examine it carefully throughout Hogwarts.

Holding on to the excitement in his heart, Amber refocused on the discussion in front of him.

Although the use of Transfiguration has a long history, it is quite rare for the entire magic world to have discussions on a large scale.

So everyone present, including Professor McGonagall, was very enthusiastic about this matter.

Amber is also not good at being maverick, and actively joined the discussion among the crowd.

After a long time. The sky was getting darker and the torches in the castle were shining brighter.

Seeing that it was getting late, Professor McGonagall clapped his hands, interrupting the heated discussion.

"Gentlemen and ladies. I'm glad we had so many meaningful discussions today, but now, it's time for you to go back to rest."

After speaking, Professor McGonagall took out a pile of materials and distributed them to everyone in turn.

"Before disbanding, I have to give you a little homework."

"Go back tonight and turn the materials in your hands into anything you can carry with you, and let them survive in a deformed state for as long as possible."

"This can also help you to clearly understand your own abilities. If you can maintain Transfiguration for more than two weeks before the next class, there will be special rewards."

Hearing Professor McGonagall say this, Amber raised the material in his hand to examine it.

This is a fossilized Norwegian bird, one of the most insensitive materials in the wizarding world to be considered polymorphic.

Looking at this fossil, Amber's mind couldn't help turning to the pen that Penello showed earlier.

With Penello's strength, it takes two months to convert a notebook into a pen.

Then I am afraid that on this fossil, his Transfiguration can only last for more than ten hours.

The ones that can last for two weeks are basically at the level of N.E.W.Ts.

After watching everyone take the studio, the file went out of the classroom, Amber took a deep look at Professor McGonagall, and did not make any extra moves.

He actually had a lot more to ask, such as the shapeshifting objects that Dumbledore used to do back in the day.

But asking such a question would easily arouse Professor McGonagall's vigilance. If Professor McGonagall reported this anomaly to Dumbledore, it would definitely not be worth the gain.

It's better to be safe.

However, carpet search is a big project.

While echoing the Hogwarts map, Amber walked towards the door.

Suddenly, he bumped into a figure with a strong smell, the smell of garlic, which instantly pulled him back from his thoughts.

"Feel sorry."

Amber apologized subconsciously, and when he turned around, he saw who he had bumped into.

"I'm sorry, Professor Quirrell."

"Ah, never mind, Cadmus, I'm here to talk to Professor McGonagall."

Seeing Amber, Quirrell was also surprised. He didn't expect this maverick Slytherin freshman to be eligible to participate in McGonagall's club.

Walking in the corridor, Amber didn't care about the previous episode.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts class was held twice a week. It was such a long time, and Amber naturally had a lot of face-to-face encounters with this Professor Quirrell.

But Amber didn't give much thought to this person, even though he knew that behind Quirrell's head, lay the biggest boss in the entire magic world.

But - so what?

Can't beat it. Besides, it's not Amber's job.

That sort of thing was left for Dumbledore to have a headache, maybe a little more, to keep the old bee from always keeping his sights on himself.

Just kidding, the old bee is not busy, how can he do things by himself.

After the idea was mastered, Amber held the back of his head with both hands and whistled happily.

"That's right! Since Quirrell made some moves tonight, it's not a good time for me to act tonight."

Back in the dormitory, lying on the bed, the bored Amber suddenly sat up.

Quirrell took the initiative to find Professor McGonagall, certainly not for nothing.

Then Quirrell's actions are the best cover for himself.

Thinking of this, Amber's drowsiness disappeared.

He turned over and got up, opened the box, took out bottles of potions and placed them on the table, and finally took out a silvery invisibility cloak from the ring.

"Awakening agent, concealing agent, silencer water, unscented spray. That's about it."

After drinking these potions one by one, Amber's entire sense of existence became quite weak.

Coupled with an invisibility cloak that hides her figure, Amber walks around the school like someone who's never been around.

The door of the Slytherin lounge opened silently, and closed silently again, without causing any waves.

At this time, Amber had quietly walked to the door of the library and slowly pushed open the heavy doors.

"Clever ears."

Walking between the bookshelves in the library, Amber drew his wand and cast himself a sight-seeing spell.

Immediately, the entire library was as bright as day in Amber's eyes, and every book's name was clearly visible.

He could even see clearly the dust that fluttered in the bookshelves.

"This is the best way to open the night tour. What do those guys who flash with fluorescent light think?"

After a complacent grunt, Amber walked towards the forbidden area with a clear goal.

The whole of Hogwarts is as big as the ocean, and it is difficult to find out what Dumbledore has transformed here.

But as long as there is water, there is a bridge, and Amber knows very well that the restricted area has what he needs.

"I'm looking at... 'The Black Magic Revealed,' it's not. 'The Curse of Darkness,' neither."

Fingertips flicked the books of black magic, and the protective runes on the ring flickered slightly, disregarding the curse of black magic sealed on those books.

After finally finding two bookshelves, Amber's eyes lit up, and he reached out and grabbed a book with a rust-green iron chain on it, which he grabbed into his hand.

"The Curse of Transfiguration, it should be him."

After getting this book, Amber was not in a hurry to leave, but sat on the ground in the forbidden area.

The fingertips gently stroked the rusty green iron chain, and a slight stinging pain spread from the iron chain to his fingertips, and then was instantly defeated by a blue magic power.

At Amber's wrist, the blue hexagram rune flashed away, and the surging magic power gave him a strong protective ability.

Even the malicious curses on the books, for the current Amber, it is like a scratch, and it is useless.

As the curse was exhausted, the rust-green iron chain lost its luster and turned into a pile of rusted iron, falling from the books in clusters.

Seeing that the last layer of fire protection on the book was useless, Amber smiled and reached out to open the cover.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's really evil, but I like it."

Among the pages of the book, what is recorded at the beginning is the human deformation that is listed as taboo.

Looking at the illustration above, those people's expressions of pain and wailing, and then seeing that they were either transformed into animals or abnormally swollen limbs, Amber looked very carefully.

These things, while evil, are not without merit.

In particular, the fact that this book can be received in the restricted area of ​​Hogwarts naturally proves his extraordinary value.

Finally, after turning over the human body transformation in front, a difficult but lengthy ritual magic, accompanied by malicious explanations, came into Amber's eyes.

"Transfiguration Magic Synchronization Ceremony?"

Looking at the name, Amber's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to study it carefully.

Sure enough, this ritual magic, although expensive and seemingly evil, was exactly what Amber was looking for at this time.

"...Transfiguration is quite difficult to track. In medieval Wielwashire, the wizards there were good at hiding their precious objects with Transfiguration."

"...In order to find these items, you need to prepare items with the magic power of the wizard. Transforming items are the best. A guide with the same attribute as the target item, three hundred milliliters of the venom of the eight-eyed spider, and three mummified corpses... "

"There's still a moonless night, and the ritual is drawn outdoors, and then the guide items are attached to the chest..."

"...After the ceremony is completed, you will be able to see the radiance of magic power for six hours. Homologous magic power is opposite, which can help you find hidden items faster..."

found it!

Suddenly closing the book in his hand, Amber's face was filled with uncontrollable joy.

With this ritual magic, he was bound to acquire Dumbledore's alchemical manuscripts.

For Amber, these seemingly harsh conditions are all difficulties that can be overcome.

At this time, Amber couldn't wait to start collecting the raw materials immediately, he felt that there was an inexhaustible energy in his body.

But reason stopped him from acting. He had already gained enough tonight, and if he acted rashly, it was very likely that the gains would outweigh the losses.

Putting the book in his hand into the ring, Amber sorted out the invisibility cloak, made sure that the potion he had taken before had not expired, and walked out of the library quietly.

The most critical key has been found, and the next step is to clear the clouds and see the sun. *