[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts":3,"chapter-the-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-the-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-chapter-101":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Transfiguration Master of Hogwarts",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2320806,4539,"Chapter 101: The Conflict at Flourish and Blotts","the-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-chapter-101",101,"\u003Cp>Harry, Ron, Allen, and Hermione strolled along the cobblestone winding street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gold Galleons and bronze Knuts in Allen’s pocket jingled merrily, loudly demanding to be spent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he bought four large strawberry-peanut-butter ice creams—his first time being so generous—and they leisurely ate them while wandering the alley, browsing the dazzling shop windows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron couldn’t tear his eyes away from the full set of Chudley Cannons robes displayed in the Quidditch shop window, rooted to the spot; finally, Allen and Hermione had to drag him away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At last they reached Flourish and Blotts, and were astonished to find a large crowd gathered outside, all eager to get in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A large banner hung from the upper floor:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gilderoy Lockhart\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Signing copies of his autobiography, *My Magical Life*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, 12:30–4:30 PM\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We can meet him in person!” Hermione exclaimed excitedly. “I mean, almost all the books on our list are his!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of the crowd seemed to be middle-aged witches, and the queue stretched far; Hermione and Ron pushed Harry and Allen through the throng to where the Weasleys were waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron introduced Allen to his mother, Mrs. Weasley, and his sister Ginny; Hermione introduced Allen to her parents, the Grangers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen quickly stepped forward and politely greeted them: “Mrs. Weasley, thank you so much for the sweater you sent for Christmas—I love it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m glad you like it, and thank you for looking after little Ronny at Hogwarts,” Mrs. Weasley said, but her attention didn’t seem to be on Allen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She breathed heavily, constantly patting her hair. “We’ll see him soon…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen wisely didn’t press further; he continued chatting with the Grangers, but they had already begun speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re the Mr. Pig-Nose that Hermione often tells us about? I mean no offense—I’m just very curious. Hermione’s told us so many amazing things about you at home…” The Grangers had been observing Allen for some time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen involuntarily glanced at Hermione; she, guiltily, had already picked up a book and pretended to read intently…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen had to fend for himself: “I’m not magical at all—if anything, it’s magic itself that’s amazing…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Granger, however, spoke with keen interest: “I don’t understand much of the magic Hermione studies, but as a doctor, I can better appreciate your wonders. What did it feel like when you conjured the pig’s nose? How did your sense of smell change afterward…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grangers’ eyes casually swept over Allen’s entire body, as if searching for something—but their manners prevented them from asking outright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen realized for the first time how unbearable a doctor with intense curiosity could be; he struggled to answer their endless questions, his mouth dry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He silently thanked his luck that today’s random effect was a rabbit’s tail, tucked inside his pants and completely invisible—if it had been some other hard-to-conceal part, and the Grangers had seen it, he’d never have escaped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, he seized an opportunity and quickly told the Grangers: “I’m here to buy books—I see those over there are almost sold out; I need to check before they’re gone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grangers reluctantly ended the conversation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen immediately grabbed a weary shop assistant: “Sir, how much for the complete set of Gilderoy Lockhart’s books?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The assistant glanced at Allen. “Hogwarts student, right? The complete set of seven books is twenty-eight Galleons.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen’s mouth dropped open in shock. “Why so expensive? Hogwarts textbooks are only one Galleon each!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Clearly you don’t follow magical news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart is an internationally renowned figure and author, a Third-Class Order of Merlin recipient, an Honorary Member of the Anti-Black Magic League, and a five-time winner of *Witch Weekly*’s Most Charming Smile Award. Look at today’s crowd—his books are wildly popular, so of course they’re priced higher!” The assistant smirked at Allen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But even so, it shouldn’t be four times the price of ordinary books…” Allen tried to argue further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the assistant had already gone to restore order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen stared blankly at the books in his hands, crushed under the weight of “twenty-eight Galleons.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was 93.33333% of all the cash he had right now!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Will those little cuties who just entered my pocket really leave me? Allen thought, nearly breaking down inside—he felt his tail inside his pants had gone limp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Hermione noticed Allen’s hesitation and leaned in softly: “Mr. Lockhart is an extraordinary man—everything in these books is his true experience!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen flipped through Lockhart’s complete set; the titles were all captivating, and the content all related to Defense Against the Dark Arts—this made him waver, for Defense Against the Dark Arts was precisely the course he focused on most!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a cheer erupted from the crowd, and a clear voice rang out: “This September, I will become the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione exclaimed excitedly: “It’s Mr. Lockhart! I never expected him to be our teacher—it must be Professor Dumbledore’s effort to strengthen this subject. How exciting!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah! This subject is a nightmare for teachers! I heard they change every year!” Allen grumbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione glared at Allen. “Mr. Lockhart is a very capable man—he’ll surely teach us for years!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this only deepened Allen’s inner conflict—he still couldn’t make up his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Harry pushed through the crowd, arms full of Lockhart’s complete set; he panted as he reached Allen’s side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Allen, you haven’t bought Lockhart’s books yet? Here, take this set—I’ll buy another!” Harry placed the books before Allen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen secretly rolled his eyes, thinking silently: Even if I’m going to live off soft food, I won’t eat yours!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this pushed him to decide: Even if I’m poor, I won’t be poor in education!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he patted the books in front of him and said: “I just paid for them—give them to someone else.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry believed him without question and carried the pile away, planning to give them to Ginny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Harry’s retreating figure, Allen felt a pang of regret—but what could he do? He just didn’t know how to turn soft food into hard cash…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen quickly cleared his mind of chaotic thoughts and painfully paid twenty-eight Galleons; luckily, he already owned a used copy of *Standard Spellbook, Grade Two*, saving him one Galleon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he spotted a sign in the shop: “Used Parchment Notebooks—Ten for One Galleon, Choose Any!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the sign lay a pile of old notebooks, various sizes; Allen had always needed vast amounts of parchment to record Ancient Runes, and this price was quite good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flipped through them and found their condition decent—just old and outdated, with no signs of mold or heavy use.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he picked ten and paid for them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he realized he had only a few Sickles and some Knuts left; the strawberry-peanut-butter ice cream he’d eaten felt heavy in his stomach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His plan to buy Fat Boy Happy Water was ruined; he’d better keep the remaining coins. The little tail tucked in his pants seemed to sense his mood and drooped listlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen stared at the seven thin Lockhart books in his left hand and the thick stack of notebooks in his right, sincerely hoping Lockhart’s books would be worth it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He struggled to pack his books, found Harry’s group in the crowd, and prepared to join them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the bundle was far too heavy; gritting his teeth, Allen reached them and dumped his books and notebooks into a cauldron beside Ginny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s Ginny’s books in that cauldron—why did you put yours in there?” Ron noticed Allen’s action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This bundle is too heavy! I can’t hold it—later we’ll sort them out. I only bought Lockhart’s books and some old notebooks; they won’t mix with Ginny’s.” Allen panted in his defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a familiar and hated voice rang out: “What’s the point of sorting out these broken books? Oh, wait! These broken books must’ve cost you every last Knut—you’ll be starving next month!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen didn’t need to turn around—he knew that voice too well: Draco Malfoy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh,” Allen said calmly, not even glancing at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Draco felt as if he’d punched air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he turned his aim at Harry: “Porter, are you this stingy with your new girlfriend? Just gave her a set of books?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ginny’s face instantly turned as red as her hair; beside her, Ron couldn’t hold back—he stormed toward Draco, but Allen and Harry quickly grabbed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others nearby noticed the commotion; Allen saw Mr. Weasley and the Weasley twins approaching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s going on?” Mr. Weasley asked, his tone gentle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, it’s you, Arthur Weasley!” came a haughty voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen turned to see a middle-aged wizard with pale gold hair, cold gray-blue eyes, and a thin, pale face; his demeanor was icy, his air of superiority strikingly similar to Draco’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He placed a hand on Draco’s shoulder, wearing a mocking smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lucius Malfoy,” Mr. Weasley said coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen instantly knew this was Draco Malfoy’s father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucius Malfoy slowly walked to Ginny’s cauldron and, with distaste, pulled out a tattered copy of *Beginner’s Guide to Transfiguration*.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tsk, tsk, tsk! You’re so poor you’re forced to use old parchment!” Lucius drawled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Those disgusting parchments belong to Finis—Allen Finis!” Draco spat out Allen’s name with finality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucius stared at Allen in surprise. “You’re the Finis? Hogwarts has truly declined—taking in anything now. I’ll bring this up properly at the Board of Governors.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Draco grinned wickedly at Allen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen stared blankly at it all, unmoved—as if none of it concerned him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucius glanced at Allen in surprise, then turned his attention elsewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Arthur, you’ve sunk lower than ever—look at who you associate with!” Lucius sneered at the still-confused Grangers. “But even a pure-blood traitor like you doesn’t fare well—you can only afford these for your daughter!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next instant, Mr. Weasley hurled Ginny’s cauldron at Lucius and lunged forward; a bookshelf toppled, burying them under a cascade of books.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, everyone rushed to pull them apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucius clutched his injured eye, flung the tattered *Beginner’s Guide to Transfiguration* back into Ginny’s cauldron, and hissed at her: “Keep it! This is the best your father can give you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he walked away without looking back, Draco at his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grangers were stunned by the scene; Hermione and Allen comforted them beside them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry and Ron went to comfort Ginny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mrs. Weasley chattered incessantly about Mr. Weasley, blaming him for setting a bad example for the children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, everyone calmed down; Allen began sorting his books from Ginny’s cauldron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly picked out his own books, but as he turned to leave, Ginny called out to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Allen, is this yours?” she asked, holding up a black-covered old notebook. “I didn’t buy any notebook today…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, then it must be mine! I bought a lot of old notebooks today! Thank you!” Allen took the notebook casually from Ginny’s hand…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the group said their goodbyes; Mr. Weasley invited Allen to visit their home, and Allen happily accepted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione leaned in and whispered to Allen: “What did you get today?” Allen quietly told her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the final parting, he noticed the Grangers were secretly staring at his firm backside…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Allen returned to the wand shop, he found several young witches and wizards waiting to try wands; Ollivander was nervously measuring them; Allen quickly put his books away and began assisting Ollivander…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, the young witches and wizards all bought their desired wands and left happily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ollivander pulled Allen aside and said: “These days are when Hogwarts sends out acceptance letters to first-years—our busiest time of year. You’ll need to stay on duty these days.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen immediately assured him he would remain on duty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Ollivander was satisfied with Allen's attitude...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, Allen lay on his small bed, listlessly swaying his little tail as he sank into thought, wondering whether he should continue practicing his wand Tianfu  transformation that day, since randomly producing something strange might scare away customers...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then he reconsidered: Ollivander’s Wand Shop already held a monopoly on Diagon Alley, the only one of its kind, so there was no risk of driving away business.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for scaring people, those who came to buy wands were all first-year witches and wizards about to enter Hogwarts; even if they weren’t frightened tomorrow, they’d be frightened after enrollment—it was only a matter of time. So there was no need to worry about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he transformed something strange, he might as well treat it as the seniors’ first lesson for the juniors! Allen thought irresponsibly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon he fell asleep, clutching his wand...\u003C\u002Fp>",2085,"2026-06-20T16:09:23.977Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","df496073a2ae0fa5a2c099b8167f5f667797ab25434c1047f49273c89c213505","the-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-chapter-102","the-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-chapter-100",284,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-cover.jpg"]