Hogwarts Blood Wizard

Two days later, Ivan, who was about to rust in the school hospital, was finally allowed to be discharged.

He has had enough of being able to lie in a hospital bed and having to drink medicine every day.

Had it not been for Mrs. Pomfrey's insistence that the consequences of giving up her cultivation were serious, Ivan would have been discharged by herself.

However, life after discharge from the hospital was not satisfactory, because it was not long before the end of semester exams.

On the first day after he left the hospital bed, Hermione held a thick stack of books in front of him.

"History of Ancient Magic", "Standard Spells, Elementary", "Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration", "Basic Potions"...

"The exam is about to take place in a week. I think you need to make up for all the time you lost before..." Hermione sat next to Ivan and offered advice.

"I remember these books, have we already read them?" Ivan said blankly.

"How can it be the same? If we want to be foolproof in the exam, we have to memorize all these books!" Hermione vowed to speak again before Ivan retorted.

"I have finished memorizing them all. In addition, the professor has taught a lot of new lessons in the past few days when you are away. I will tell you one by one later."

Ivan felt a headache when he looked at the books piled together about half the height of him. He was not interested in reviewing the books that he had understood thoroughly.

Ivan turned his head to look at Harry and Ron, and found that they were both looking at the excitement.

Hearing Ivan's gaze, Harry hurriedly stood up the book in his hand, Ron even took the book upside down, but still pretended to read hard.

They don't want to attract Hermione's attention. With so many books, they won't be able to memorize them until next year...

Ivanu snorted, and motioned to Hermione to ignore these two lively bastards.

"Because they are no longer saved!" Hermione said haltingly.

The shocked Harry and Ron buried their heads in the books, speechless...

Fortunately, in the exam a week later, Harry and Ron found that their knowledge level was not as bad as Hermione said.

Because the performance of the other little wizards was even worse, they were still very good in comparison. Ron felt very confident that he would be able to get E in the two courses of spells and herbal medicine.

In the subsequent potions exam, Ron didn't have this confidence, because Snape frequently wandered around them during the exam, making Harry and Ron tremble.

However, this pressure is of course not a big deal to Ivan. His Level 4 potion level is not for nothing. The potions allocated are far beyond the level of students, and there is no problem in selling them directly.

After he was finished, Snape stopped writing and painting, and Ivan could see that it should be a big O (outstanding).

Harry's performance has also been very stable, so that Snape couldn't find a chance to be poisonous.

In the next part of the exam for the Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall asked the students to come in and turn a small round piece of wood into a button in front of her.

As long as it can be deformed successfully, it is considered qualified. If the size of the button transformed by someone is suitable, and then the delicate pattern is added on it, it will get the highest evaluation!

Ivan observed for a while. Among the first-year students of Gryffindor College, only Hermione could achieve this except for herself, because the little witch was very happy when she came out, with her mouth raised.

"Ivan Hals!"

Professor McGonagall's voice came from the classroom.

Ivan stepped in, and there was only a long table in the empty classroom. Professor McGonagall was not looking at him, but staring at the delicate buttons on the table.

Obviously, it was Hermione's exam work just now.

"Professor McGonagall,

"Of course, but I think these quizzes are not that difficult for you." Professor McGonagall raised her head and looked at Ivan, with satisfaction in her eyes. She even drew on the report card in front of Ivan. A big O.

Whether it was the ghost face that I saw on the fourth floor or the stretcher that Ivan deformed in front of her a few days ago, Professor McGonagall knew that Ivan's level of transformation skills was far beyond that of his peers.

To put it bluntly, the exam is actually to let the professors know whether the students' learning progress is up to the standard, and this exam obviously cannot detect Ivan's true level.

"So, I don't need to take the exam?" Ivan asked puzzled.

"No, I have prepared another topic for you, how about trying to make objects alive? Whatever you want." Professor McGonagall took out a new wooden block from the drawer and promised that whatever Whether he can transform successfully or not will not affect his test results.

This is just an extra test...

Ivan nodded, and he also wanted to try the limit of his transformation technique.

Ever since, Ivan conceived the image of a deformed creature in his mind, and finally selected an owl, which was also stimulated by Dumbledore before and prepared to restore the other's deformation.

Here comes a real biological transformation, the irreversible one!

Professor McGonagall watched quietly. When he was wondering why Ivan was still not using his hands, he saw him suddenly waving his wand and gently touching the top of the round wood...

This time the deformation is very slow,

It is extremely difficult to transform a piece of wood that is only ten centimeters in size into a living creature the size of an owl...

Ivan tried hard to recall the scene where his magic power broke out in the responsive room, trying to make his magic power penetrate the wood, analyze its structure, and then change its shape and even its nature!

Because of one experience, Ivan went very smoothly, but he encountered difficulties with metamorphic creatures because he did not understand the structure of flesh and blood cells...

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that the "Phoenix" he finally created at the beginning exploded instantly after injecting magic power!

"Wait... Flesh cells?" Ivan suddenly realized something, isn't his own body?

Just use magic to analyze your body.

Thinking of this, Ivan immediately began to act, first concentrating the magic power on his little finger to do an experiment, confirming that there was no problem, and then slowly spreading to his whole body.

However, under normal conditions, Ivan couldn't let the magic power go deep into the cell, he could only analyze a rough idea, and he didn't dare to mess with some important places.

Even so, it is enough. The round wooden blocks on the table are constantly being stretched and changing to the shape that Ivan expected...