[{"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-82":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},2320787,4539,"Chapter 82: The Trouble with Dragonclaw","the-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-chapter-82",82,"\u003Cp>Allen was completely frozen, but he still had to use the toilet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at his left claw; its nails were razor-sharp, and the claw lacked the dexterity of a human hand entirely—he stretched and moved it in various ways, finding every motion awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at his right hoof next, and found it even less reliable than the left claw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He carefully controlled his left claw to unfasten his belt, sweat breaking out from nervousness—he knew if he accidentally sliced the belt in half, he wouldn’t be leaving the bathroom today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, unfastening the belt wasn’t too difficult; Allen quickly undid it, then faced his next challenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How was he supposed to aim?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked again at his left claw—the back was lined with sharp barbs, the tips deadly sharp; if he tried to aim with it, one slip and he’d castrate himself!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen dared not risk it. Even though he suspected Hogwarts’ infirmary could heal him if he accidentally did himself in, the psychological scar would remain. After much deliberation, he decided against taking the risk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked again at his right hoof—it looked far more acceptable. The hoof was smooth and rounded, with no sharp edges; its short white hairs were soft. Though he couldn’t make the right hoof perform precise movements, it could still serve as a stable support—and right now, it was the most suitable option for that purpose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a series of difficult maneuvers, the right hoof finally achieved its goal as a support...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen slowly guided his right hoof to aim, then carefully began firing...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But fate contradicted his wishes: aiming didn’t guarantee a hit, and Allen encountered exactly this problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately noticed the trajectory was off and tried adjusting the support to correct it, but his right hoof was too clumsy—he couldn’t fine-tune the aim in time, forcing him into drastic corrections again and again, creating a vicious cycle. He had to keep readjusting the trajectory, eventually switching firing modes from automatic to single shots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, Allen completed the task—even though his original plan of suppressive fire had become a sniper shot, he was drenched in sweat by the time he finished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, he had to put his pants back on—this was far harder than taking them off under his current condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Allen remembered the Transfiguration spell. He carefully gripped his wand with his left claw, tried many times, and finally established a connection with his pants, making them put themselves on automatically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all that, Allen felt ravenously hungry and hurried downstairs to the Great Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was lunchtime; Harry and his two friends were eating at the Gryffindor table, but their appetites were poor—they had things on their minds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think Allen will succeed?” Harry poked at a sausage on his plate with his fork.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione put down her book: “I think Allen will probably succeed...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she finished speaking, she saw Allen burst into the Great Hall—he no longer looked weak or listless as he had that morning—and she immediately waved at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Allen sat down, Ron rushed over: “Did you succeed? Did you succeed?” He’d already noticed Allen hiding his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen extended his left claw and grabbed a drumstick from the table; the claw’s form drew gasps from Harry, Hermione, and Ron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You succeeded!” Hermione whispered excitedly; she recognized it as a Norwegian Ridgeback’s claw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen carefully slipped the drumstick into his mouth. His hand’s appearance had drawn attention from others at the table—some young witches and wizards were already pointing and whispering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It worked! Or rather—it worked too well! My right hand doesn’t hurt at all anymore; it’s healing fast,” Allen said quickly, swallowing a bite of meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There are too many people here—let’s talk later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen added in a low voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After gorging himself, Allen finally felt full. He decided to finish with a glass of pumpkin juice to wash it down—he reached for the cup with his claw, and the cup let out a pained squeak under his grip; he still couldn’t control his left claw properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, Allen was grateful: thank goodness his left hand was a claw—if both hands had turned into unicorn hooves, he’d have to drink the cup with his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you going to class this afternoon?” Harry stared anxiously at the cup in Allen’s claw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course! Final exams are coming—missing class now could cost me a perfect score!” Allen finally set down the poor cup; it was now covered in deep claw marks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen found an empty classroom to show them his right hoof; the bizarre sight made all three gasp—and Allen even spotted a hint of envy in Ron’s expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Notably, the unicorn hoof’s healing ability was indeed powerful—the bite marks on it had already faded considerably...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron also told Allen about Charlie’s reply: Charlie instructed them to bring the dragon to the highest tower of Hogwarts at midnight on Friday; his friend would take Norbert away then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The news made Allen exhale deeply in relief...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The afternoon’s lesson was Charms; Professor Flitwick led them in reviewing the spells they’d learned this year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now let’s review the Levitation Charm—it’s an annual exam staple! Many of you rarely use it and have likely forgotten it. Practice now, and ask me anytime you have trouble! Begin!” Professor Flitwick shouted, standing atop a pile of books.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he finished speaking, he was struck by a spell...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tumbled behind the pile of books, and black smoke rose from behind it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The classroom erupted into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Silence!” Professor Flitwick, his face charred black, had somehow climbed back onto the pile of books and waved his wand to produce a thunderous crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The students instantly fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who attacked me?” Professor Flitwick scanned the class, his expression furious—but his blackened face made him look ridiculous. “I was once the Dueling Champion! I despise ambushes! Step forward openly!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Professor, it was me! I didn’t mean to—I just had a slight wand movement error,” Allen said, stepping forward reluctantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Flitwick’s expression softened when he saw it was Allen; he also noticed Allen’s left claw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To prevent Allen’s claw from injuring himself or the wand, Hermione had carefully wrapped thick layers of tape around the sharp nails and barbs. Combined with the claw’s natural unsuitability for gripping a wand, this caused Allen’s Levitation Charm to misfire, striking Professor Flitwick directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Flitwick instantly understood what had happened—but his anger hadn’t cooled: “I know your Transfiguration today would throw off your spellcasting, but I know your dominant wand hand has always been your right. Why did you cast with your left today? Were you deliberately trying to ambush your teacher?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen’s head spun under the accusation. He glanced at Hermione; she nodded worriedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen sighed, then slowly revealed his white unicorn hoof to Professor Flitwick.\u003C\u002Fp>",1143,"2026-06-20T16:09:23.977Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","29eed595120a083944b9d0de7af132e0af800e52af79b8ac37cf999dc0ba20d6","the-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-chapter-83","the-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-chapter-81",284,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-cover.jpg"]