Picking up her teacup, Professor McGonagall took a sip of black tea.
“The two of you, do you have any more questions about magic and wizards?” Lucien and his aunt exchanged a glance and shook their heads in succession.
Both of them accepted the existence of magic quite readily.
As a transmigrator, it went without saying for Lucien; he had known since the moment he received his acceptance letter from Hogwarts.
As for Penelope, having witnessed Professor McGonagall transform from a cat into a human, the anomalies in Lucien’s room, and the methods Professor McGonagall used to restore it, she was convinced of magic’s existence.
While his aunt chatted with Professor McGonagall, Lucien checked his current status panel: [ White Magic: S ] [ Dark Arts: SS+ ] [ Defense: S+ ] [ Transfiguration: SSS ] [ Potion: A ] [ Alchemy: A+ ] [ Magic: SS ] (To be unlocked) Lucien’s gaze moved to the very bottom, looking at the “To be unlocked” on the magic line, and his consciousness began to communicate with the system: “Why is only my magic talent not yet unlocked?” [With the host’s current physical strength, it is insufficient to support the growth of this level of magic.
Please first find a compatible item to channel and release the magic.] A compatible item?
Release magic?
If I have to search for it in this Magical World…
Lucien suddenly thought of something.
It is something every wizard comes into contact with, it must be the most compatible with oneself, and it can also channel magic.
“System, a wand—does a wand in this world meet the criteria?” [The wand must be highly compatible with the host, and the material strength of the wand must also be considered.] Hearing the system’s reply, Lucien relaxed slightly.
There is a wand shop called Ollivander in Diagon Alley, with who knows how many wands stored inside; surely he could find one that suited him?
“Professor McGonagall, when shall we go to purchase the necessary magical items?
Also, regarding the Transfiguration you just mentioned, I am very interested.
Is it possible to learn the relevant knowledge in advance?” Lucien asked sincerely.
He knew that the mature cat-lady Professor McGonagall before him was a master in the field of Transfiguration and was responsible for teaching the Transfiguration course at Hogwarts, making her the perfect person to ask about Transfiguration knowledge.
Lucien had to master Transfiguration perfectly within a year to repay the “Loki’s Mask” loan.
But he didn’t even know the basic concepts of Transfiguration right now, so he had to hurry.
Hearing Lucien’s question, a smile hung on the corner of Professor McGonagall’s mouth.
It was worth her highlighting the wonder and uniqueness of Transfiguration just now; this child had indeed become interested.
And he even asked to study in advance—what a child who loves to learn.
Setting down her teacup, Professor McGonagall said unhurriedly: “I’m very glad you are interested in Transfiguration.
As it happens, I am the one who teaches the Transfiguration course at Hogwarts.
We shall go to Diagon Alley now to purchase items; you can buy everything you need there.” The three of them stood up at the same time.
Penelope gave an order, and the servant waiting outside hurried in and handed Lucien a suitcase.
During their previous conversation, Professor McGonagall had reminded Lucien to prepare some Muggle currency to exchange for the Galleons used in the Wizarding World.
McGonagall placed her hand on Lucien’s shoulder and reminded him softly: “It will be a bit uncomfortable next, but it will be over very soon.
Apparition.” From Mrs.
Penelope’s perspective, the two of them, Lucien and McGonagall, suddenly vanished while spinning like water in a toilet bowl.
After a brief blur of light and shadow, Lucien and Professor McGonagall appeared in a small alley.
Glancing at Lucien, Professor McGonagall was slightly surprised to find his expression normal.
“People who try Apparition for the first time usually feel dizzy or even vomit; you adapted very quickly.” Lucien rubbed his temples, his dark green eyes narrowed slightly.
This must be the physical change brought about by the “Loki’s Mask.” I had just finished merging when Professor McGonagall showed up; I haven’t had time to explore the new state yet.
Ugh, why is there always an urge to turn that passerby into a baboon?
It couldn’t be a side effect of the Transfiguration talent, could it?
Could the “Loki’s Mask” have also influenced my personality a bit?
I remember Loki also held the title of God of Mischief…
Not knowing what Lucien was thinking, McGonagall assumed he was adjusting to the aftereffects of Apparition, so she waited patiently for him to recover.
“Sorry, Professor, I was a bit distracted.” Lucien stopped his wandering thoughts.
“It’s alright.” Professor McGonagall shook her head and led Lucien toward a dilapidated-looking pub.
The Leaky Cauldron.
Passing through the noisy patrons, the two walked to the back of the pub and arrived at a dead end surrounded by walls on three sides.
Only a trash can stood alone on the ground.
Professor McGonagall took out her wand and pointed it at a slightly indented brick.
“Remember, from the trash can’s position, count up three bricks, count across two, and then…” As she spoke, Professor McGonagall’s wand tapped that brick twice.
A magical scene appeared; starting from that brick, the surrounding bricks followed suit, indenting, protruding, flipping, and shifting, finally turning into a stone archway.
Through this archway, in front of them was a street bustling with people.
Various shops lined the street, and the goods sold were diverse.
Lucien turned his head to look at bubbling Potion cauldrons, owls flapping their wings from time to time, clothes in shop windows automatically waving their sleeves and greeting passersby…
Even though he was mentally prepared, when he truly stepped into the Magical World, Lucien couldn’t help but feel surprised and excited.
Seeing Lucien’s reaction, Professor McGonagall smiled and said: “Let’s go exchange for Galleons first; you can browse these shops slowly later.” McGonagall led Lucien to Gringotts to exchange Muggle currency for Galleons.
Lucien suddenly thought of something and asked Professor McGonagall: “Professor, that trash can just now, was it cast with a spell to make it immovable?” If some troublemaker or a drunkard moved the trash can, how would people behind them find that specific brick?
Would they have to try it brick by brick?
The corners of Professor McGonagall’s mouth curled up slightly.
“You observe very carefully.
That trash can is not only immovable, but it is also unaffected by Transfiguration or other magic.
There have indeed been naughty young wizards or drunkards who tried to move or destroy that trash can, but they all failed.” As they were talking, they arrived in front of Gringotts.
Lucien sized up the grand decoration of Gringotts, feeling that its style was out of place with the other shops in Diagon Alley.
Should one say it is worthy of being the only bank in the Wizarding World?
It exudes the aura of money from top to bottom.
A large number of goblins were walking around inside Gringotts.
Their ears were sharp, their statures short, they were intelligent, but greedy.
Lucien couldn’t help but mutter to himself.
Wizards actually entrust their property to goblins to manage?
Aren’t they afraid of having their economic lifeline choked?
Oh, right—goblins are not allowed to carry wands, so they are suppressed by human wizards in terms of strength.
Indeed, having a hard fist is the hard truth.
Soon, a goblin came to receive Lucien and the others.
“May I ask if this is a newly enrolled young wizard needing to exchange for Galleons?” This goblin introduced the currency exchange rules in a shrill voice: The exchange rate between pounds and Galleons is 5:1.
1 Galleon equals 17 Sickles, which equals 493 Knuts.
Regarding this strange currency exchange rate, Lucien was beyond complaining; having lived in England for over a decade, he could only get used to it.
“When using pounds to exchange for Galleons, the annual limit is 100 Galleons.
Of course, if you use gold to exchange, there is no limit.” Gold is hard currency in both the Muggle world and the Magical World.
After finishing the explanation, the goblin looked at Lucien with eyes full of anticipation, and a trace of greed flashed through them.
In the decades he had worked at Gringotts, he had seen too many customers and could tell who was rich and who was poor at a glance.
And this handsome human boy in front of him clearly had an extraordinary family background; the aura of money could not be hidden!
Lucien couldn’t be bothered to say more and handed the suitcase directly to the goblin.
He just wanted to buy a wand quickly and buy more books on magic knowledge.
The heavy weight of the suitcase made the goblin overjoyed, and he skillfully opened it.
Whoa!
What a fortune!