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Chapter 59 The Little Secret of Transfiguration
The magic value of 326 points is less than one-third of the preset standard unit. This total magic power can only be described as appalling, especially since Filch is already old and it is estimated that it is impossible to increase it.
However, the premise of this evaluation is that the magic power contained in the magic crystal is not ridiculously high... If the magic power contained in the magic crystal is ridiculously large, then the magic power value possessed by Remy will only be even more ridiculous.
In order to verify this, Remy took the magic detection crystal ball to the flying class venue and measured the magic power of every student he met on the way.
Some students were very uncooperative, but most of them cooperated with Remy to complete the test out of curiosity.
I tested more than a dozen people along the way, but none of them had a magic value of over [-]. The person with the highest magic value was a fifth-grade senior who had more than [-] magic points.
This makes Remy more confident in the accuracy of the magic detection crystal ball.
Just as he was about to leave the main building of the castle, suddenly, Remy's eyes lit up.
"Professor McGonagall!" Remy shouted.
Professor McGonagall, who was hurriedly walking forward, stopped when she heard someone calling her and turned to look at Remy.
"Oh, it's you, you..." Professor McGonagall looked outside, then frowned: "Shouldn't you be taking flying lessons with Harry now? Are you skipping class?"
"How could that be? I just had an interview with Principal Dumbledore."
After explaining, Remy trotted up to Professor McGonagall and handed over the crystal ball held on a cushion.
"Help me, click it," Remy said.
"What is this? A crystal ball? For divination?" Professor McGonagall asked.
"No, no, no, it's just to detect the total amount of magic power in the wizard's body." Remy said.
"Oh?"
Professor McGonagall pushed up her glasses, a hint of interest appearing in her eyes.
"How to use it?" Professor McGonagall asked.
"Just put your hand on it, you don't need to do anything else." Remy said.
"so?"
As he spoke, Professor McGonagall pressed her hand on the crystal ball, and the crystal ball quickly displayed numbers.
Professor McGonagall tilted her head and saw the number above clearly - 10010.
At the same time, Remy also saw it clearly, and couldn't help but admire in his heart that he was indeed a vice principal, and he actually possessed the legendary binary magic power... No, he actually had so much magic power!
Of course, it’s still a few hundred million points behind compared to me!
"What does this number mean?" Professor McGonagall asked curiously.
"I set the magic power of an ordinary adult wizard to 1000 as the basic unit...but I'm not sure if it's accurate, so I'm experimenting now." Remy explained.
Professor McGonagall nodded: "Oh, it should be about the same. Some adult wizards with average strength may not have more magic power than outstanding students in Hogwarts, especially students who are good at transfiguration."
Especially students who are good at transfiguration?
Remy was stunned for a moment.
"Is there any magic that can increase magic power in transfiguration? Armanigus?" Remy asked with a frown.
"It's Animagus." Professor McGonagall corrected and then shook her head: "It's not this magic, but... well, that magic is still too far away from you, and strictly speaking, it is actually a very Dangerous black magic."
Remy's eyes suddenly lit up.
dark magic!
It’s still black magic that can increase magic power!
I like!
No wonder the principal and vice-principal of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry are both professors of transfiguration. It turns out there is such an inside story!
By the way, there's also Voldemort. That guy made himself look like a human or a ghost, so he can do that trick, right?
Noticing the light in Remy's eyes, Professor McGonagall suddenly felt a chill in his heart: "Mr. Barrett, I advise you not to pursue that magic idea. It requires extremely high attainments in transformation and extremely high magic control capabilities. In addition, there is less than a third chance of success for a ritual that is more complicated than that of Animagus. If it fails, you will have to wait at least another year before performing it a second time. You do not meet the conditions at all, and... Your magic power should be no less than mine now, right?"
"Oh, of course the more magic, the better~ But don't worry, Professor, I am self-aware of my own magic level. Now, let alone those high-level or even top-level magics, I may not even be able to learn the floating spell. Yes," Remy said.
Professor McGonagall nodded and felt relieved. When she looked at Remy again, she felt much more pleasing to the eye.
"I'm glad you think so. Come with me. I have something to go to see Mr. Potter, and I'll just take you to class."
"Are you taking me to class or escorting me?"
"You can think whatever you want about that."
With Remy in tow, Professor McGonagall was still walking very fast.
When the two came to the square, Gryffindor students were surrounding Harry and talking happily about something. Harry, who was surrounded in the middle, was holding a small crystal ball smaller than his fist.
Remy remembers that it should be called a memory ball, but Remy thinks it should actually be called an amnesia ball.
Because not only can it not help people remember anything, but it will always remind people that they have forgotten things, but it does not say that they have forgotten something. Hey, it is just for fun!
This kind of thing is in Remi's hand. Remi thinks that it will not survive for three days before it will be smashed by him.
"Mr. Potter, come with me." Professor McGonagall said with a straight face.
The students who had been surrounding Harry suddenly dispersed, truly complying with the old saying: Husband and wife are like birds in the same forest, and they fly apart when disaster strikes.
On the contrary, the Slytherin students next to them all showed gloating expressions, especially a certain yellow-haired boy who was gripping the broom handle tightly and venting his anger on the broomstick.
"Remy, what's going on?" Ron came over and asked.
"I don't know. I only met Professor McGonagall at the door, but it should be a good thing." Remy said.
"Do you have any misunderstandings about good things? How could it be a good thing that Professor McGonagall looked so scary just now?" Seamus complained.
"I'm a master of divination. Can I still calculate the good and bad things? Come on, put your hand on this crystal ball, and I'll tell you a divination." Remy said.
"real or fake?"
Simo doubtfully stretched out his hand and pressed it on the crystal ball. The crystal ball immediately showed his magic power - 404.
Remy:? ? ?
What does this mean, it was not detected?Or does it really only have 404 magic points?
Should not be!
With Simo's extraordinary talent as a blaster, how could he only have so much magic power?
Is it possible that all the concentrated ones are essence?Or is it because... he hasn't awakened his talent yet?
Seeing the change in Remi's face, Simo suddenly became nervous: "What...what's wrong?"
"Ah? Oh... nothing." Remy came back to his senses: "Actually, this crystal ball is used to detect the magic power in the wizard's body. Your current magic power is 404 points, which is equivalent to 40.4% of an ordinary adult wizard."
"Oh, I was shocked...but do I have too much magic power or too little?" Seamus asked.
"Hen, but I should be able to compare them after testing them all...Who else wants to test their magic power?"
"I come."
"Let me try, I must be better than Seamus!"
"I me me!"
"It looks like fun, I want to play too!"
However, the premise of this evaluation is that the magic power contained in the magic crystal is not ridiculously high... If the magic power contained in the magic crystal is ridiculously large, then the magic power value possessed by Remy will only be even more ridiculous.
In order to verify this, Remy took the magic detection crystal ball to the flying class venue and measured the magic power of every student he met on the way.
Some students were very uncooperative, but most of them cooperated with Remy to complete the test out of curiosity.
I tested more than a dozen people along the way, but none of them had a magic value of over [-]. The person with the highest magic value was a fifth-grade senior who had more than [-] magic points.
This makes Remy more confident in the accuracy of the magic detection crystal ball.
Just as he was about to leave the main building of the castle, suddenly, Remy's eyes lit up.
"Professor McGonagall!" Remy shouted.
Professor McGonagall, who was hurriedly walking forward, stopped when she heard someone calling her and turned to look at Remy.
"Oh, it's you, you..." Professor McGonagall looked outside, then frowned: "Shouldn't you be taking flying lessons with Harry now? Are you skipping class?"
"How could that be? I just had an interview with Principal Dumbledore."
After explaining, Remy trotted up to Professor McGonagall and handed over the crystal ball held on a cushion.
"Help me, click it," Remy said.
"What is this? A crystal ball? For divination?" Professor McGonagall asked.
"No, no, no, it's just to detect the total amount of magic power in the wizard's body." Remy said.
"Oh?"
Professor McGonagall pushed up her glasses, a hint of interest appearing in her eyes.
"How to use it?" Professor McGonagall asked.
"Just put your hand on it, you don't need to do anything else." Remy said.
"so?"
As he spoke, Professor McGonagall pressed her hand on the crystal ball, and the crystal ball quickly displayed numbers.
Professor McGonagall tilted her head and saw the number above clearly - 10010.
At the same time, Remy also saw it clearly, and couldn't help but admire in his heart that he was indeed a vice principal, and he actually possessed the legendary binary magic power... No, he actually had so much magic power!
Of course, it’s still a few hundred million points behind compared to me!
"What does this number mean?" Professor McGonagall asked curiously.
"I set the magic power of an ordinary adult wizard to 1000 as the basic unit...but I'm not sure if it's accurate, so I'm experimenting now." Remy explained.
Professor McGonagall nodded: "Oh, it should be about the same. Some adult wizards with average strength may not have more magic power than outstanding students in Hogwarts, especially students who are good at transfiguration."
Especially students who are good at transfiguration?
Remy was stunned for a moment.
"Is there any magic that can increase magic power in transfiguration? Armanigus?" Remy asked with a frown.
"It's Animagus." Professor McGonagall corrected and then shook her head: "It's not this magic, but... well, that magic is still too far away from you, and strictly speaking, it is actually a very Dangerous black magic."
Remy's eyes suddenly lit up.
dark magic!
It’s still black magic that can increase magic power!
I like!
No wonder the principal and vice-principal of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry are both professors of transfiguration. It turns out there is such an inside story!
By the way, there's also Voldemort. That guy made himself look like a human or a ghost, so he can do that trick, right?
Noticing the light in Remy's eyes, Professor McGonagall suddenly felt a chill in his heart: "Mr. Barrett, I advise you not to pursue that magic idea. It requires extremely high attainments in transformation and extremely high magic control capabilities. In addition, there is less than a third chance of success for a ritual that is more complicated than that of Animagus. If it fails, you will have to wait at least another year before performing it a second time. You do not meet the conditions at all, and... Your magic power should be no less than mine now, right?"
"Oh, of course the more magic, the better~ But don't worry, Professor, I am self-aware of my own magic level. Now, let alone those high-level or even top-level magics, I may not even be able to learn the floating spell. Yes," Remy said.
Professor McGonagall nodded and felt relieved. When she looked at Remy again, she felt much more pleasing to the eye.
"I'm glad you think so. Come with me. I have something to go to see Mr. Potter, and I'll just take you to class."
"Are you taking me to class or escorting me?"
"You can think whatever you want about that."
With Remy in tow, Professor McGonagall was still walking very fast.
When the two came to the square, Gryffindor students were surrounding Harry and talking happily about something. Harry, who was surrounded in the middle, was holding a small crystal ball smaller than his fist.
Remy remembers that it should be called a memory ball, but Remy thinks it should actually be called an amnesia ball.
Because not only can it not help people remember anything, but it will always remind people that they have forgotten things, but it does not say that they have forgotten something. Hey, it is just for fun!
This kind of thing is in Remi's hand. Remi thinks that it will not survive for three days before it will be smashed by him.
"Mr. Potter, come with me." Professor McGonagall said with a straight face.
The students who had been surrounding Harry suddenly dispersed, truly complying with the old saying: Husband and wife are like birds in the same forest, and they fly apart when disaster strikes.
On the contrary, the Slytherin students next to them all showed gloating expressions, especially a certain yellow-haired boy who was gripping the broom handle tightly and venting his anger on the broomstick.
"Remy, what's going on?" Ron came over and asked.
"I don't know. I only met Professor McGonagall at the door, but it should be a good thing." Remy said.
"Do you have any misunderstandings about good things? How could it be a good thing that Professor McGonagall looked so scary just now?" Seamus complained.
"I'm a master of divination. Can I still calculate the good and bad things? Come on, put your hand on this crystal ball, and I'll tell you a divination." Remy said.
"real or fake?"
Simo doubtfully stretched out his hand and pressed it on the crystal ball. The crystal ball immediately showed his magic power - 404.
Remy:? ? ?
What does this mean, it was not detected?Or does it really only have 404 magic points?
Should not be!
With Simo's extraordinary talent as a blaster, how could he only have so much magic power?
Is it possible that all the concentrated ones are essence?Or is it because... he hasn't awakened his talent yet?
Seeing the change in Remi's face, Simo suddenly became nervous: "What...what's wrong?"
"Ah? Oh... nothing." Remy came back to his senses: "Actually, this crystal ball is used to detect the magic power in the wizard's body. Your current magic power is 404 points, which is equivalent to 40.4% of an ordinary adult wizard."
"Oh, I was shocked...but do I have too much magic power or too little?" Seamus asked.
"Hen, but I should be able to compare them after testing them all...Who else wants to test their magic power?"
"I come."
"Let me try, I must be better than Seamus!"
"I me me!"
"It looks like fun, I want to play too!"
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