[{"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-4":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},2320709,4539,"Chapter 4","the-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-chapter-4",4,"\u003Cp>The first-year students followed Hagrid into the castle. Hagrid handed them over to Professor McGonagall, who wore a green robe, and she led them to a small room at the other end of the hall. She sternly informed them that they would soon undergo the Sorting Ceremony and introduced the four houses of Hogwarts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Finally, I suggest you use this time to tidy yourselves up and look sharp—you’ll be appearing before the entire school soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall’s gaze flickered over Neville’s cloak, the dirt on Ron’s nose, and Allen’s mask, while Harry frantically smoothed down his hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen watched the nervous young witches and wizards around him and found himself growing tense too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Professor McGonagall returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now, form a single line and follow me,” Professor McGonagall told the first-years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen kept close behind the line, watching Harry’s gait twist with nervousness. They left the room, crossed the entrance hall, and entered the grand Great Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he’d seen it in short videos, Allen was stunned by the hall’s opulence and magical splendor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Students from other years sat clustered around four long tables. Professor McGonagall led them to a four-legged stool at the end of the tables, upon which rested an old, pointed wizarding hat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen noticed everyone in the hall staring at the hat. The hall fell silent. Then the hat split open into a wide slit like a mouth and began to sing...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the song ended, Professor McGonagall stepped forward, holding a scroll of parchment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When I call your name, step forward, put on the hat, sit on the stool, and wait for your Sorting,” said Professor McGonagall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hannah Abbott!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rosy-cheeked girl with two golden braids stumbled forward from the line, placed the hat on her head—it covered her eyes entirely—and sat down. After a brief pause—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hufflepuff!” the hat shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The table on the right erupted in applause and cheers, welcoming Hannah to their table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Terry Boot!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ravenclaw!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Justin Finch-Fletchley!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hufflepuff!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Allen Finis!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen’s heart tightened. He stepped forward quickly, placed the hat on his head, sat on the stool, and as the hat obscured his vision, he suddenly felt calm—only darkness and waiting remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a faint voice reached his ear, sounding slightly astonished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why can’t I see your thoughts? This is the first time I’ve ever encountered this. Let me try again!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minutes passed—one, two—until five minutes had gone by and the hat still hadn’t moved. Whispers buzzed through the hall. Allen grew tense again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Has my identity as a transmigrator been discovered?” he thought anxiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the faint voice spoke again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Impossible! This is impossible! In over a thousand years, I’ve never seen anything like this! The spells given to me by Hogwarts’ four founders can’t perceive your personality or traits! Something must be wrong! Let me think carefully!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s the purpose of this spell?” Allen whispered back, his voice trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This spell lets me see your personality and traits. Right now, I feel blocked—nothing comes through. Have you learned Occlumency? No, no! The sensation of Occlumency isn’t like this!” The voice sounded frantic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen instantly calmed. As long as his transmigrator identity hadn’t been exposed, anything else was acceptable. But why couldn’t he see my thoughts? Was it because of this strange ability of mine? If so, that’s perfect—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as I don’t speak up, no one will know I’m a transmigrator. Allen felt a quiet thrill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve got a mental disorder!” Allen blurted out, then immediately realized the ambiguity. “Uh... I mean, my head suffered severe magical damage before, and I still have lingering effects. Maybe that’s the cause.” He quickly whispered an explanation to the hat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm? That could make sense. Your brain must have undergone some magical transformation due to the injury, rendering you immune to my spell! Magic truly is marvelous! Oh~ that’s a good line—I’ll add it to next year’s song...” The voice droned on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The murmurs in the hall grew louder. No one had ever seen a student remain under the Sorting Hat for so long. Professor McGonagall watched Allen on the stool with growing concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The quiet conversation beneath the hat continued. “What do we do now? I’ve been sitting here for ten minutes—everyone in the hall seems impatient!” Allen asked anxiously. He didn’t want to draw attention so early in his schooling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Without seeing your personality or traits, I can’t sort you properly! I’ve never faced this before. I’ll have to find another way to place you. Let me think... How about Hufflepuff? You’re so thin—you need to eat more and grow stronger! Oh~ and you’ve got a pig’s nose. Do you love food? Hufflepuff’s common room is right next to Hogwarts’ kitchen—it’d be perfect for you! Wow~ that’s a brilliant decision!” The voice kept rambling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen rolled his eyes. “I came here to learn magic!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not Hufflepuff? Then consider the others. Your surname isn’t from a pure-blood family—Slytherin would be rough for you. No, not Slytherin. Ravenclaw or Gryffindor—which one? So hard to choose! Too difficult! Emmm... Do you have any preference?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen thought of his reason for coming to Hogwarts and whispered, “Professor Dumbledore told me my magical injury’s lingering effects might be treatable through the study of Transfiguration. Which house would better support research in Transfiguration?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For magical research, Ravenclaw suits you—they’re full of brilliant minds. You’d find many like-minded peers. But Gryffindor has produced many masters of Transfiguration—Dumbledore and McGonagall both graduated from Gryffindor. It’s truly a difficult choice...” The voice hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the darkness, Allen heard the hall’s murmurs growing louder. He felt urgency and made a swift decision: “Then put me in Gryffindor. I want to become a new Transfiguration master!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then so be it! I believe you’ll achieve great things in Gryffindor! Good luck, wizard with a brain disorder!” The voice grew light and cheerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Allen heard the hat shout loudly: “Gryffindor!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly removed the hat, stepped back into the bright hall, squinting against the light. He took off the hat, jumped down from the stool, placed it back on the stool, and whispered a quiet “thank you” only he could hear. Then he hurried, slightly awkwardly, toward the Gryffindor table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Gryffindor table erupted in loud applause. Two red-haired twins grabbed Allen and pulled him between them, eager to ask: “What were you whispering with the Sorting Hat for ten minutes?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen pointed at Professor McGonagall, who was still sorting students, signaling he wanted to watch. The twins reluctantly fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hermione Granger!” Professor McGonagall continued reading from the parchment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione practically ran to the stool and hastily pulled the hat onto her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gryffindor!” the hat shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen, who had been intently watching, was startled: “The trio are all in Gryffindor?! I should’ve chosen Ravenclaw!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Harry Potter and Ron Weasley were indeed sorted into Gryffindor. Allen wanted to die. But he’d chosen this house—he’d have to stick with it. He comforted himself: Even if we’re in the same house, I can just keep my distance. I’ll avoid them unless absolutely necessary. He resolved inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the last first-year sorted, Professor McGonagall picked up the Sorting Hat and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Dumbledore rose, beaming at the students, arms wide open—as if nothing pleased him more than seeing them all gathered. “Welcome!” he said. “Welcome to Hogwarts for another year! Before the feast begins, I’d like to say a few words: Fools! Weepers! Scum! Twist! Thank you!” He sat back down. The students applauded and cheered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Allen’s plate filled with food. His saliva pooled in his mouth. Seeing others begin to eat, he picked up his utensils and devoured his meal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he ate, Allen listened to the chatter of the young witches and wizards around him and observed the professors seated at the staff table, hoping to trigger more memories of the plot. But he soon realized it was futile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen didn’t know that Dumbledore’s gaze, sweeping across the hall, paused briefly on him...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After singing the school song under Dumbledore’s direction and eating his fill, Allen felt drowsy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the prefect Percy’s guidance, the first-years reached Gryffindor Tower. Percy led the girls through one door to their dormitory, then showed the boys their beds: five four-poster beds draped with deep crimson flannel curtains. Their trunks had already been delivered. Exhausted, they spoke little, changed into pajamas, and collapsed into sleep...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, Allen was still half-asleep when he heard voices beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ron, let’s get up and have breakfast!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Harry, let me sleep a little longer...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen jolted awake, instantly understanding—he wanted to cry. He cursed himself for his stupid mouth: I said I’d keep my distance, and now I’m sharing a dorm with them!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My plan is ruined!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Note: The sorting list is ordered alphabetically by surname. 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