A Professor of Magic Chapter 640: Tempting Training - (1)

Chapter 640: Tempting Training

Once again, the students experienced Professor Harp's cunning ways.

He had no intention of giving the students too much ti to think—let alone a week. While others hesitated, he called Harry to the front. "How can soone aspiring to be an Auror lack courage?"

Before they could react, Harry was pulled into a golden circle.

"Since it's an experiential class, let's save so ti. What do you think?" Felix smiled and asked. Harry's heart skipped a beat, and he stamred, "Yes—uh—" "Perfect," Felix said. Then he pointed, and Harry's body quickly shrank, turning into a gray rabbit like Susan Bones.

"Wow!" Susan exclaid, unable to resist getting closer.

"No touching allowed," Ron warned. Susan rolled her eyes in annoyance, but her gaze remained fixated on the furry little creature on the ground.

"Are you keeping a clear head, Potter?" Felix asked Harry. The rabbit on the ground nodded enthusiastically, and a girl, excited and with eyes shining, emitted a muffled scream, apparently one of Harry's admirers. Felix glanced at her, "Very well, you're next."

"Now, let's start with questions... the first one..."

Harry felt strange. His consciousness seed forcibly cramd into a small drawer, crowded and uncomfortable. Then his brain shook violently, and a flood of bizarre information rushed in—first, faint and miscellaneous noises, the "rustle" of clothes, the "creak" of shoes on the floor, laughter, whispers... as if they had been filtered through so container before flooding into his ears.

Professor Harp's tone also sounded different, sharper than usual.

Then ca changes in vision and sll.

For the first ti, Harry directly saw what was behind him—he could see both Professor Harp and his classmates in front, as well as Professor McGonagall and the remaining students behind. Their skin color beca strange, a cold, grayish tone, blending with the surrounding tables and chairs. It was a bit blurry, and Harry wasn't sure if it was because of his nearsightedness.

If we exclude that factor, the remaining reasons were quite obvious: rabbits didn't have good eyesight, probably worse than his. But Harry found their sense of sll to be excellent; he could now clearly distinguish the scent of bear cookies in the air.

"Potter?" Felix asked with concern. "Not adapted yet?" Harry ca to his senses, shook his head, then nodded. Felix smiled understandingly, slightly raised his voice so others could hear.

"People and animals have many differences in sensory organs, so transformation is often difficult to adapt to, causing unnecessary panic. This is also a challenge for Animagi the first ti they transform..."

"Is that so?" Soone in the crowd whispered to Susan.

Susan shook her head in confusion, whispering, "It seems so. Hearing and sll beco more sensitive, but vision degrades significantly. But I was too scared at the ti, just focused on Professor's questions—" "No wonder you closed your eyes for a while," her companion suddenly realized.

Several students made quiet exclamations.

Felix roughly repeated the question he had just asked.

Harry persevered a few minutes longer than Susan Bones but did not reach an astonishing level.

When he observed Susan Bones' experience, he had thought about how he would deal with this situation if it happened to him. The first solution that ca to mind was to rely on Occluncy. But when he actually transford, he found that the reality was completely different from what he imagined: he seed to have lost his magical abilities, including Occluncy, and could only resist with sheer will. But housed in the body of a beast, his thoughts inevitably beca confused, and instincts gradually took over. He found his will becoming heavier, exhausted, as if a voice said, "Take a nap..."

At this point, Felix raised his wand, a loud noise, and Harry returned to his original form. He gasped for breath, feeling a bit dizzy. Felix helped him up. "I'm fine—no, no need for a potion." Harry panted, and Occluncy started working, removing the lingering discomfort from his mind. He rejoined the group.

"Your reaction was quite intense," Ron worriedly said. "Is it really that powerful? More exaggerated than the Dentor's Kiss?"

"It's okay," Harry muttered softly. "It's like temporarily changing bodies. I understand a bit why Voldemort's mind went haywire." He insisted on finishing his sentence.

On the other side, Felix called up another student, this ti a witch, the one who seed to be Harry's admirer just now.

"Students who have experienced transformation stand together and exchange experiences of resisting animalization. Miss Elvira, would you like to try? As far as I know, your Transfiguration and Potion scores are good..."

Elvira glanced at Harry, who had walked over to Susan Bones, hesitated for a few seconds, and agreed. Professors McGonagall and Hermione stared at him with a rather strange expression, and Felix pretended not to notice.

Elvira persisted for less than five minutes before becoming indifferent to Felix's questions. Helpless, he had to transform her back, and Elvira happily ran over to Harry's side, chatting with them as if completely unaffected.

With Felix's skillful persuasion, all the students experienced the world from a rabbit's perspective, either voluntarily or involuntarily. When the last person finished, these students inexplicably felt a sense of relief. It didn't seem as difficult as they had imagined, especially with so many companions persevering with them.

As the students left, treating the morning's experience as a novel and interesting class, many of them were ready to boast to their peers.

"Miller, I'm worried that this class will trigger a wave of imitation among students. It's better to publicize it and strictly prohibit unauthorized transformation among students."

Felix pondered with his hand on his chin. Professor McGonagall humd as a response, not quite satisfied with Felix's use of language to induce students' behavior. "This approach reminds

of Professor Babbling, but he..." Professor McGonagall hesitated for a mont, but did not voice her suspicion that Professor Babbling might be a saint. She pursed her lips and said, "He's now on probation."

"Miller, I'm not like Professor Babbling." Felix shrugged, "I just want to dispel the students' fear and let them know that their fears are only 'unknown.' After all, sotis we have to admit that decisions made in a state of ignorance are often neither rational nor objective."

Professor McGonagall opened her mouth, sowhat convinced. She swallowed, then said, "Well, you know who this reminds

of?" Without waiting for Felix to reply, she announced the answer, "Dumbledore. Full of strange and bizarre reasoning. But the last ti he went to such lengths was to convince

to include a Muggle snack in the school nu—"

"You agreed?" Felix asked in surprise.

"Of course not!" Professor McGonagall seed unjustly accused, saying indignantly, "He's unreliable enough, especially this sester... Hmph, I won't..." She muttered irritably, apparently holding this frustration inside for a long ti. Felix played the role of

a good listener, nodding and smiling from ti to ti, agreeing with short words.

"Is that true?"

"Surprising."

"You've been through a lot, Miller."

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