[{"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-36":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},2320741,4539,"Chapter 36: Destination","the-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-chapter-36",36,"\u003Cp>Abandoned girls’ bathroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The farthest stall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A white orb hovered slowly in midair, tracing a circle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen was intently studying his textbook, quickly sorting out the meanings of each key in the translated cleaning spell values.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But unfortunately, these translated keys had little connection to the value-free key he had obtained today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Destination,” Allen mused, “why would this appear in a cleaning spell?” He was puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could Professor Quirrell’s ancient Runes translation be wrong?” Allen couldn’t help but doubt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forget it, let’s just try! Even if the cleaning spell fails, it won’t be dangerous!” Allen made up his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drew his wand, pointed it at a puddle on the floor, focused his mind on the image of the wastewater disappearing, while also setting the destination as Gryffindor Tower, then spoke the incantation:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Scourgify!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The puddle on the floor exploded, drenching Allen unexpectedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen stared at the disastrous scene, momentarily speechless—adding one wrong parameter to a simple household spell had caused such a mess; what if he messed up a more powerful spell?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen felt his reverence for magic deepen!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to pause his experiment and clean himself up first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cast several cleaning charms in succession on his robes, and soon they were clean again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at his clean robes, a thought he had never had before popped into his mind:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where did all that ‘dirt’ go?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment this thought appeared, it took root and grew rapidly in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled out his *Standard Spellwork, Beginner Level* and carefully reread the chapter on cleaning spells—there was no mention whatsoever of where the “dirt” went.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed wizards never cared about the destination of “dirt.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Destination of dirt! Destination!” Allen silently pondered the two concepts, “They might be connected!” He grew excited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But why did it fail just now?” Allen pondered this question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could the destination be too far?” The possibility grew stronger in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly decided to try again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped out of the stall, pointed at a puddle on the floor, focused his mind on the image of the water being cleaned to a dry patch nearby, then whispered the incantation:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Scourgify!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, no explosion occurred—the water vanished smoothly, and a new puddle appeared instantly on the target spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen burst into joy—he had assumed the cleaning process with the “destination” parameter would be visible, but instead, the water vanished and reappeared out of thin air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Isn’t this just like spatial magic in fantasy novels?” he thought excitedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was far more useful than the flashy but useless lighting charm—it was essentially a beggar’s version of teleportation!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although the cleaning spell had narrow applications, the effect was more than enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen immediately conducted multiple experiments with his improved cleaning spell; after several failures, he summarized its basic parameters:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>1. The destination must be within ten meters; beyond that, the spell target explodes, though the blast is weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>2. The destination can be set in midair, but not inside an object.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>3. The farther the destination, the weaker the cleaning effect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the limitations were many, Allen already imagined his next duel with Malfoy:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using this trick to catch him off guard, then shouting, “You’ve got shit on your head!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just thinking about it felt great! And this discovery might earn him a reward from the Ministry of Magic—his debt was one step closer to being paid off. How delightful!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally achieving breakthrough, Allen packed his things contentedly and prepared to return to Gryffindor Tower to sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after leaving the abandoned girls’ bathroom, he was startled to discover it was already past eleven at night—he had never stayed out this late in the castle before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He began to regret it—if Filch caught him wandering at this hour, Gryffindor would lose many points; he’d already caused the house to lose so many points recently that many students were resentful toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most importantly, Professor McGonagall would be deeply disappointed—something he dreaded even more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he couldn’t stay away now; Harry and Ron would be frantic if he didn’t return, and he had nowhere else to go—the September weather in England was still cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, as long as he didn’t head straight for Gryffindor Tower, he risked being caught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen gritted his teeth and decided to risk returning to his dorm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled his robe tighter, hunched his body, scanned his surroundings, and only moved quickly once he confirmed it was safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dared not walk down the center of the corridor, sticking to the walls and using statues as cover to advance toward Gryffindor Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, the portraits on the walls were all asleep and silent—he made it through without incident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his body froze suddenly—he saw a pair of glowing eyes fixed on him from the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He locked eyes with them!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Filch’s beloved cat—Mrs. Norris.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen felt his scalp prickle; he gazed at Mrs. Norris with pleading eyes and made a shushing gesture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mrs. Norris simply stared at Allen, serene and still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen sighed in relief, thinking he’d gotten away with it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Mrs. Norris let out a piercing, shrill scream, echoing far through the night; soon, Filch’s angry footsteps approached from that direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The situation turned dire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Filch’s footsteps drew closer, Allen made a quick decision—he spotted a puddle of water far ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drew his wand, pointed it at the puddle, imagined cleaning it, set the destination as Professor Snape’s office, and whispered the incantation:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, the spell failed—the distant puddle exploded as predicted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mrs. Norris glanced at the explosion, then at Allen, looking uncertain…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she quickly decided, lunging toward the source of the noise and letting out a warning cry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Filch’s footsteps changed direction, moving farther away from Allen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen exhaled deeply, seized the moment, and sprinted all the way back to Gryffindor Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry and Ron thought he’d gone to duel Malfoy and were about to go out searching for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After thanking Harry and Ron for their concern, Allen climbed into his bed and soon fell into a deep sleep…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before losing consciousness, Allen decided he would visit Professor Quirrell every Saturday for lessons.\u003C\u002Fp>",1024,"2026-06-20T16:09:23.977Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c590a7147f6034daab05a1832ee1c695cab329427fba3b92d8e69bcc5f36a9dd","the-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-chapter-37","the-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-chapter-35",284,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-cover.jpg"]