Chapter 308

When Sean returned, the conversation in the small villa started up again:

"Minerva, let him decide, okay? Before that, I want to teach him some things."

"As you say, Ma Kusi."

Then the two of them parted ways.

Sean, who was in a dilemma downstairs, also went upstairs.

"Hmm? Why is there an extra cat in the house?"

Before leaving, Sean heard the last question from downstairs.

One of the best ways for an old wizard to get closer to a young wizard is to teach him magic, but Ma Kusi Maige found that he seemed to have lost this opportunity.

"What did you teach him?!"

Ma Kusi Maige, who ran out of the room in a disheveled state, was extremely annoyed.

"He is gifted."

Minerva McGonagall was drinking tea; it had been a long time since she left here, and she hadn't been able to drink the tea her brother brewed for a long time.

"Really..."

Ma Kusi Maige thought and thought, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Good thing I have some things at the bottom of the box..."

He sat down next to Minerva, watching the steaming heat blur the elm window and the farm scenery.

The most spacious room upstairs.

"Mr. Green?"

Bard was knocking on the door.

"If you're there, we're coming in."

Sarah whispered.

"You still need permission from others, Sarah."

Zoe corrected.

"Oh, I forgot—if you're there and agree—"

Sarah changed her words happily.

But at this time, the room was already empty.

During the fifteen hours the little Maiges were awake, they wanted to find him for fourteen of them, so Sean ran out silently, of course, in his cat form.

As he used cookies more often and his understanding of Transfiguration deepened, he could now continuously turn into a black cat for half an hour.

At the same time, he discovered that his mastery of his body was also increasing, and it seemed to exceed that of an ordinary cat.

"Green?"

Caught off guard, Sean was lifted up; he leaped and returned to his wizard form.

"Professor McGonagall."

Professor McGonagall seemed much more relaxed here, far from the severity she had at the castle, but seeing him change back, she seemed a little disappointed.

"You felt it? A wizard's Animagus doesn't just simply turn into an animal.

A cat's speed is about twenty-five miles (forty kilometers) per hour, but a wizard's Animagus transformation can easily reach a limit of thirty miles (forty-eight kilometers). Sometimes even higher; magic doesn't disappear completely, child.

You should learn to master these powers; sometimes it brings unexpected results."

Professor McGonagall explained gently.

Soon, two cats appeared under the beech tree; it was Sean following the Professor to learn some techniques for mastering an animal body.

For example, a cat can pass through very small gaps, but Sean couldn't;

For example, a cat can use its whiskers to increase perception, but Sean couldn't;

For example, the Professor could even overtake cars on the road (about fifty kilometers per hour), but Sean, of course, still couldn't.

Sunlight was scattered across the soil and rice fields, and a black cat lay panting on a pile of straw.

The honey-like sunlight was painted on him, warm enough to almost melt him.

Beside him, the tabby cat looked at him elegantly, with human-like joy in its vertical pupils.

The warm sun in winter is always more precious than in other seasons, and it also illuminated the rice fields like an oil painting in Hogwarts Castle.

Ma Kusi Maige didn't even dare to blink, he could only hold his breath and hide behind the forklift.

Days in the Maige family passed very quickly.

One morning, an owl flew in through the window, carrying many newspapers in its mouth, not just the "Daily Prophet," but even Muggle newspapers like "The Guardian," "The Independent," and "The Times."

The Maige family's things would always have a share for Sean, whether he needed it or not, so Sean would also take a little time to look.

"The Times" had a serious front page, with a large photo of warplanes from the Gulf War, and the headlines were solemn, always analyzing and publicizing the situation.