Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

In the room, Ivan flips through the thick magic book, turns to the page of Animagus, and rechecks all the steps and points of deformation.

After confirming that he was correct, he took a deep breath and took the magic enhancer on his back and drank it.

Like a glass of spirits, the dark golden potion has just swallowed, and a powerful magical force begins to appear in the body, becoming stronger and faster.

Magic is like a running river that keeps pouring out of your body and turning all over your body along your blood.

Between his breaths, he can feel a change in his body and his body as if he had been stripped of his body for a change.

Now his body is filled with disturbing powers, and his magic begins to spill out uncontrollably. It reminded Ivan of his first magic riot when he was five years old, and he thought he had superpowers.

But that feeling was short, far less intense than this one.

After a further five seconds of insistence, Ivan felt he had reached his limit. The amount of magic in his body made him uncomfortable and unable to continue. He had to use magic to spill out these powers, or he would be swelled to death by magic.

“Annie Magnus!” Ivan shouted in a low voice.

The voice just dropped and his body began to change rapidly.

Powerful magic erupted in a flash, and everything in the room flied backwards under a magical shock.

Even Dobby, who had been guarding outside the door, felt this fierce magical power, and he quietly opened a gap in the door and looked at Ivan in horror, afraid, holding the door handle with his hands dead, two bulb-like eyes staring like never before.

At the center of the room, Ivan's muscles were creeping and trembling, like a muddy monster whose entire body was rapidly deforming and softening.

It feels similar to the last semester when you took Compound Soup, and Ivan feels that his whole body, blood, and bones are melted.

But the stimulus was much stronger than the compound soup, and the severe pain that followed almost knocked him out. Ivan bit his teeth and told himself to insist that if he fainted and failed now, everything would be lost.

He focuses all his attention on trying to control the irritable magic in his body.

With his insistence, his body shrunk at visible speeds and began to change in the direction of the animal.

His skeleton became strange, with black fur appearing on the surface of his skin and a pair of large furry ears growing over his head.

Around twentieth of the time, Ivan no longer sees half a person in his bedroom.

The agitated magic gradually settles down and the effect of the Ecstasy gradually recedes. Evan knew he had succeeded, shook his head and found his hands turned into dark claws, and everything in the room got very high.

Although it is unclear what animal you are deforming, it is definitely not large in size.

The introduction to Animagus in Evan Murmer's Recap Book: Animagus deformation is usually limited to non-magical creatures because the magic of a wizard is fundamentally different from the magic of a magical creature, and if it becomes a magical creature such as a phoenix, a dragon, or an eagle horse with wings, it will have unintended consequences.

Apart from this, Animagus is not randomly transformed into any animal, which is necessarily related to the character and weight of the sorcerer.

Not surprisingly, Ivan was already thin and turned into a smaller animal.

The point is that he thinks he belongs to a more cautious type of personality.

“A small non-magical creature, careful of its character... for God's sake, I'm not turning into a mouse like Peter the dwarf!” Ivan's heart sinks sharply, which is the worst result.

His best hope is to become a bird, which is the most convenient, but given his strong fear of heights, this is not likely. But as long as it's not a mouse, anything else is fine. Even because he came from China before he crossed, he thought he might turn into a panda!

But now, in this size, the panda is definitely unlikely, maybe it will be...

Just as Ivan was thinking, Dobby, the elf, approached the room trembling, and he looked at Ivan in horror and approached him carefully.

“Oh, my God, sir has become a black cat! ”

“What, I became a black cat?!” Evan tried to look back and find out that he hadn't turned into a mouse, and he was relieved.

A black cat, which turned out unexpected.

In the world of wizards, black cats have long been regarded as symbols of the exorcism of evil spirits and are of great significance. Black cats are widely regarded as having powerful magic, and Evan looked at all the recorded Animagus for nearly a millennium, and none of the wizards turned black cats.

“Mr. Evan Mason's magic problem, Dobby doesn't know what to do! Stupid Dobby, useless Dobby. Dobby has to do something!” Dobby screamed loudly, pulling his ears hard.

“No, Dobby, I'm in great shape, and you don't have to do anything or punish yourself. ”

Ivan hurried, but his words came out, but it was meow meow.

“Dobby knows that Mr. Evan Mason has to go to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries!” Dobby pounded over Evan, “Dobby had to save Evan Mason. ”

When I heard Dobby trying to save himself, thinking about what Dobby did last semester to save Harry, Ivan had all his cold hair up and down, and he didn't want to die under a little elf at home.

Because he had just taken the Ecstasy, completed his first deformation, and consumed a lot of magic, he could not return to the status quo ante for a short period of time and could recover with a break.

But looking at what Dobby meant, he had no intention of giving him time to recover.

Ivan hastily stopped drinking Dobby, still a few meow cat screams, which made him look completely adorable, and he jumped over Dobby hastily.

Damn, what good is a black cat besides selling cute?!

By the instincts of a cat animal, Ivan found himself very agile, avoiding more than a few catches, but when he saw Dobby sticking his finger up and preparing to use magic, he knew it was bad.

Ivan mewed and jumped onto the balcony, escaping through the open window.

It was a wonderful feeling, and Ivan was like a real cat, and he jumped down the window sill, smoothly to the floor, unharmed at all.

Seeing Dobby run out with herself, Ivan didn't delay himself, slipping a cigarette forward, and after crossing a corner, he quickly hid behind a trash can.

A few seconds later, he looked at Dobby with tearful eyes and chased him out along the street, not finding himself hiding beside him.