Chapter 64

Return to your seat.

Looking at Harry's figure.

Devereaux was lost in thought.

He was able to reason that his memory was affected naturally because he himself had no influence on his family.

Devereaux had planned to search for his family before.

The most direct clue besides Snape is himself.

Then he had tried very hard to recall the memories of his childhood.

But it turned out to be blank.

It's really clean.

There is no picture at all!

Following the conversation with Dumbledore.

He became more and more convinced.

He or someone else must have modified Devereux's own memory for some reason.

And the situation may be similar to Harry's.

Apparently Dumbledore knew the reason for Harry's condition.

In the original book, he also arranged for Harry to die in order to finally bury Voldemort.

And now the fragment of soul in Harry's body.

There are signs of awakening.

To suppress.

So the memory of Harry being attacked by the Death Curse yesterday was temporarily deleted.

There is nothing wrong with this approach.

I just hope Harry's mind doesn't change because of this incident.

It doesn't have any impact on me now.

Imagine if Harry was really controlled by Voldemort.

"That's great, Dark Lord Sandaime, right?"

Think of this.

Devereux couldn't help but want to laugh.

It's okay, Dumbledore is watching.

How could this happen?

Dumbledore wanted to be the Riddler.

Devereaux could only rage.

Stop thinking about these things.

Turn to breathing again.

Practice meditation.

Time flies.

Soon a large number of students poured in.

Many people ran up to Devereux and greeted him.

Pat him on the shoulder.

Devereaux could only smile bitterly at this.

He really didn't deal with any dark wizards.

Last night in the auditorium, in the common room, Devereux explained it countless times.

No one wants to listen.

Of course.

Devero comes this way.

The whole school had a great attitude towards him.

Especially the Gryffindor wizards.

Everyone looks at him now with starry eyes.

No one will deliberately come to trouble him.

Just from time to time there are crowds of people coming.

Ask around.

Devereaux didn't bother to explain.

Just smile and nod ok.

Ding dong!

The school bell rang.

The crowd that was still surrounding Devereaux dispersed instantly.

took their seats.

Professor McGonagall walked in.

Wearing her most common dark green robe.

Devereaux was not in a hurry to load Professor McGonagall's [Transformed Monster] at this time.

Considering that I still have to go to class.

And when the entry is copied.

There will be some special changes in the body.

Devereaux thought it would be best to wait a while before continuing to copy and load while practicing transformation.

"Good morning, students, I hope you have not been affected by yesterday's events and can devote yourself seriously to today's study."

Professor McGonagall's voice was clear and powerful.

Her eyes swept across the classroom.

Every student can feel her sharp and kind gaze.

Devereaux looked at Professor McGonagall who walked into the classroom.

My heart couldn't help but cheer up.

Her spirits were high.

Not affected by yesterday's incident at all.

Still looking very serious.

Her presence alone is reassuring and encouraging.

It makes people feel extremely admired and trusted.

She said, pulling her wand out.

With a swipe of his hand, he was on the blackboard behind him.

The main content of this course appears.

"How to identify animals transformed by wizards using transfiguration"

Devereux raised an eyebrow.

This is obviously not something first-year students should be exposed to.

Sure enough.

From the corner of his eye, he could see Hermione sitting on the table to his right with her hands raised high.

"What's the problem, Miss Granger?"

Professor McGonagall nodded for Hermione to speak.

"Professor, this shouldn't be our content this year. I didn't even see this chapter in the "Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration."

Hermione asked the questions of all the little wizards present.

Devereaux, on the other hand, knew very well why Professor McGonagall said this.

Definitely to heighten the vigilance of all little wizards.

Prevent infiltration by the Priory of Tindalos.

"Good question, Miss Granger. This method is actually something that will only be covered when you start studying the "Intermediate Transfiguration Guide" in third grade. However, due to practical considerations, we think that everyone should start to master this method from now on. skills, okay, let’s start the class now.”

Professor McGonagall nodded in reply to Hermione's question.

But then it seemed like he didn't want to talk more about this issue.

Waved his hand.

Have Hermione sit down and start the lesson.

The content is translated into a more modern way.

Transfiguration works by changing the molecular structure of an object.

But the change isn't always radical.

during the conversion process.

Some features of the original object may be retained.

These features are called ‘residual features’. "

For example, eyes.

The eyes of animals transformed by Transfiguration often appear unusually bright or unnatural.

Their eyes may not have the natural reflection and luster of real animals.

There are many other aspects.

Behavior, body temperature, sound, life span, etc.

But to be honest.

Deveraux doesn't think it will be of much help to the group that discovered the Priory.

Because they use microscopic structural Transfiguration.

As long as they master the complete structure of a creature.

Then their transformation is almost completely flawless.

Deveraux yawned as he listened.

Suddenly.

A word came to his mind.

Life span?

Hiss!

"Right! I almost forgot about him."

Deveraux turned his head sharply to look at where Ron and Harry were sitting.

At this time, Ron looked drowsy while listening to Professor McGonagall's class.

His head was nodding now.

Harry was listening attentively.

He was even taking notes.

Probably stimulated by the memory of fainting yesterday.

He wanted to improve himself as soon as possible.

"Peter Pettigrew, I forgot that this is a threat. It's better to deal with it as soon as possible."

Deveraux retracted his gaze.

Ron's rat.

Also a Death Eater.

A guy who made great contributions to Voldemort's resurrection in the future.

There were too many things before.

I forgot to deal with this matter.

"Just deal with it with Quirrell first."

Deveraux made a judgment in his heart.

Anyway, he is just a coward.

He has some strength, but not much.

It is still possible to take him down with a premeditated plan.

The theoretical content passed quickly.

But this class was unusual.

There was no transformation practice in class.

Instead, a quiz was conducted directly.

Professor McGonagall announced very seriously.

"The content of this time is very important. All of you must take it seriously. If you fail, come to my office at night and I will give you a private lesson."

"And this time it is a special test paper. If you want to cheat, you can try, but you will definitely be caught."

Hearing this.

Ron's face fell immediately.

Neville was also pale.

Deveroy looked at his performance and thought he might not even be able to hold the pen steadily.

Among the many students.

Only Deveroy and Hermione behaved normally.

Hermione was even a little excited.

Eager to try.

Deveroy, on the other hand, knew all the contents by heart after listening to them once.

This is probably the effect of the King of Golden Word Exams.

After the test papers were handed out.

Deveroy glanced at the questions.

The answers seemed to be pouring out.

Suddenly, I felt that my hand holding the quill began to get a little agitated.

Deveroy took a breath.

Put the pen down.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

There was a sound of the tip of the pen rubbing against the parchment.

Everyone couldn't help but look up at the source of the sound.

Deveroy was holding a quill and writing frantically on the parchment.

The degree of force.

His expression became a little distorted.

The tip of the pen quickly swept across the parchment.

Everyone suspected that if he continued writing like this, the pen would probably catch fire.

But they didn't expect that Deveraux actually wrote for nearly fifteen minutes.

The parchment was filled to the brim!

There was hardly a blank space.

Deveraux then trembled and let go of his hand.

He put down the feather pen that was already smoking.

Everyone stared at this scene in amazement.

Ron rubbed his eyes fiercely.

"Isn't it that I haven't woken up yet? What happened just now?"

"This writing speed is even faster than a typewriter!"

Dean muttered softly.

At this time, most people didn't even finish the second question.

Deveraux had already finished it all? !

He himself looked at the paper in front of him in surprise.

He just reacted automatically!

He couldn't even control the urge to do the questions!

"This...Is this what I did?"

He touched it.

The paper was actually a little hot at this time.