[{"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-248":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},2320953,4539,"Chapter 248: Those Who Come with Ill Intent","the-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-chapter-248",248,"\u003Cp>Recently, Hermione and Ron’s relationship had grown worse, because Hermione’s cat, Crookshanks, showed unusual interest in Ron’s pet, Scabbers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this was perfectly normal—Crookshanks, as an active little cat, finding rats intriguing was entirely expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scabbers’ condition had also deteriorated; he had grown old and frail, eating barely anything and spending entire days motionless in one spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron was deeply worried about the rat that had been with him for so many years; he tried his best to care for Scabbers, even spending his meager pocket money on rat treats and supplements, but Scabbers showed no interest in any of it, remaining as listless as ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was why Ron was so angry—he believed Crookshanks had frightened Scabbers into this state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione, however, defended her cat, insisting that Crookshanks was not responsible for Scabbers’ condition; she believed Scabbers was simply too old.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither could convince the other, and their relationship grew worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry and Allen had no good solution for this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Allen thought this quiet life would last until the end of the term, an event shattered the calm and busy routine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One noon, as Allen went to the Great Hall for lunch, he found a crowd gathered in the castle courtyard—all adult wizards, several of whom radiated the sharp, cold demeanor of Aurors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Dumbledore was greeting them, speaking with the lead wizard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lead wizard was short and stout, with his hair slicked back and gleaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wore a fine-striped suit, a purple tie, a long black cloak, brown pointed boots, and held a purple top hat in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen recognized him—he frequently appeared in newspapers—he was Minister for Magic Cornelius Fudge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know why the Minister had suddenly come to Hogwarts, nor did he care; he glanced at them twice and walked past, his stomach too hungry to bother with this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Allen approached, the group suddenly stopped walking; Fudge fell silent, and all of them stared quietly at Allen...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, Allen’s random transformation had granted him a dragon’s tail, the tip of which burned with a constant flame; he made no effort to conceal it—mainly because he couldn’t; the burning tip couldn’t possibly be tucked into his trousers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mostly, Hogwarts staff and students had grown accustomed to Allen’s recent bizarre transformations; though some were beyond imagination, they had been endorsed by the renowned magizoologist Mr. Scamander, so no panic had arisen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But these new visitors to Hogwarts had never seen anything like this—they stared at Allen intently, and Allen noticed several Aurors had subtly slipped their hands inside their robes, gripping their wands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Allen, come here.” Professor Dumbledore called out to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen reluctantly turned around. “Headmaster, what do you need?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Minister Fudge is visiting Hogwarts today. He just said he’d very much like to meet you, so I asked you to come and greet him.” Professor Dumbledore gave Allen a subtle wink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Minister, hello! It’s an honor to meet you,” Allen said politely. He had no interest in such formalities, and the Ministry was still his largest creditor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fudge patted Allen’s shoulder and reached out to ruffle his hair, smiling happily. “Mr. Finis, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen frowned inwardly; he grew even more annoyed by Fudge, especially the head-ruffling—Allen hated anyone touching his head, especially a bald old man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen subtly pulled away and said politely, “I hope you enjoy your time at Hogwarts. I’ll be going to lunch now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He prepared to take his leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Fudge had no intention of letting him go; he clamped an arm around Allen’s shoulder. “Ha! I’m feeling peckish too—would you care to join me for dinner?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant Fudge grabbed him, Allen moved his burning tail tip away, lest it scorch the expensive-looking suit. He was now flustered—he had no idea what had come over Fudge, why he’d suddenly taken such interest in him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen had met Fudge before; during the summer, Fudge visited the Leaky Cauldron to see Harry, and Allen had crossed paths with him several times. Back then, Fudge had outright ignored him—Allen still remembered the clear disgust on Fudge’s face when he saw Allen’s transformed parts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen knew Fudge disliked him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no idea why Fudge was being so friendly today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know how to refuse the invitation and hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a woman’s voice came from behind. “The Minister’s invitation is rare, Allen—you must seize this opportunity!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen finally noticed a refined middle-aged woman standing behind Fudge; her gaze, through jeweled spectacles, scrutinized him closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the first time Allen had seen a witch like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t stand there frozen—say yes! After dinner, I’m doing an exclusive interview with you!” Her thick, red-nailed fingers gripped Allen’s arm. “By the way, I’m Rita Skeeter, special correspondent for the Daily Prophet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen was truly bewildered now; he tried to pull free, but Rita Skeeter’s grip was strong—he couldn’t break loose. He looked helplessly at Professor Dumbledore, who was admiring a suit of armor, seemingly unaware of the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve always been fascinated by you. I’ve wanted to interview you for a long time,” Rita Skeeter said excitedly, her hair styled into stiff, elaborate curls that clashed grotesquely with her large chin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh—I have class this afternoon...” Allen said dryly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What class? You’re going to be famous! Sure, you were already famous, but after today, you’ll be even more so—wizards from every country will know your name. Seize this rare chance. Don’t waste the Minister’s faith in you, or the goodwill everyone has shown you.” Rita Skeeter flashed a smile she clearly thought was charming, speaking rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen saw now that they had come prepared—he couldn’t escape...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(https:\u002F\u002F)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Please remember the original publication URL of this book: . Mobile reading URL:\u003C\u002Fp>",955,"2026-06-20T16:09:24.693Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ecba0b8612b94911a64317aefbd5856d4af252b123ee497ac4f3264a0d95d363","the-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-chapter-249","the-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-chapter-247",284,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-cover.jpg"]