Chapter 155: “ck Dog”
Undoubtedly, the small wooden stick remained unchanged.
This wasnt surprising, of course.
Matthew didnt expect to master this technique so quickly.
Lifting his wand once more, he recalled what Professor Trocar had taught them in their first Transfiguration ss over a year ago
Visualize a needles blueprint in your mind, then imagine the process of turning a match into a needle; align your mental intent with reality
This was what Professor Snape referred to as personal reality!
us! he called out again.
But once again, nothing happened.
Others were also practicing but apart from Matthew, their attempts seemed rather half-hearted.
Evans! Professor Snape suddenly scowled, his anger evident in his voice.
Evans had momentarily lost focus, roused by Professor Snapes irritation.
Professor I mean sir, he stammered.
If youre not interested in studying diligently, you might as well leave! Professor Snape rebuked with a touch of disdain.
Evans lowered his head and fell silent.
In all fairness, this wasnt equitable. In his heart, Matthew began to advocate for Evans
He wasnt the only one cking off; Draco and Theodore had been pretending to practice while engrossed in discussions about the Holyhead Harpies match against the Tatehill Tornado
However, Professor Snape appeared particrly irked by this, reprimanding Evans for about five minutes.
Though not harsh or cruel, his words carried a noticeable impact.
us! Matthew muttered, raising his wand again with a slight smirk.
Still, there was no response.
But they couldnt linger here for too long.
Professor Snape swiftly ushered them to move once more, prompting Draco and Theodore to discontinue their Quidditch discourse.
After about five minutes, they ventured deeper into the forbidden forest.
Finally, they paused by a babbling stream.
The water flowed gently, its rity allowing the pebbles at the bottom to be discerned.
Professor Snape bent down, selecting a translucent pebble from the shore.
This was to be their next challenge
Theymenced the task of transfiguring these variously shaped pebbles into standardized-sized tennis balls.
Frankly speaking, this endeavor appeared more arduous than transfiguring a small wooden stick into a needle!
The likelihood of sess seemed increasingly remote.
With patience, Professor Snape provided them with finer points on Transfiguration
Matthew listened attentively, sensing an oddity.
Perhaps it was a tinge of concern
Nheless, he couldnt shake off the feeling that these teachings alone didnt warrant their excursion into the Forbidden Forest!
Dry branches and smooth pebbles hardly warranted such an borate exercise!
House-elves could easily procure these items, and they could have conducted their lessons within the castle.
This expedition to the Forbidden Forest felt, by all ounts, somewhat excessive.
Suppressing his inner perplexity, Matthew focused his attention as best he could, absorbing Professor Snapes insights on Transfiguration.
Time seemed to fly by rapidly, at least in Matthews perspective.
Naturally, hispanions might beg to differ, as they possibly found the psed time to be quite lengthy
Almost unconsciously, noon had nearly arrived.
With a loud call, Professor Snape roused them from their pebble-engrossed state.
Reluctantly, Matthew averted his gaze from the pebbles.
Draco and the others were showing signs of impatience.
To them, the after-school practice wasnt overly taxing, but facing dead branches and pebbles all morning felt excessively dull.
However, Evans wasnt as fortunate as Draco and his ilk.
He had faced Professor Snapes reprimands several times that morning
The typicallyposed and amiable Professor Snape had suddenly disyed irascibility when dealing with him.
The rumors seemed urate; Professor Snape was indeed singling out Evans for critique.
At this juncture, Professor Snape didnt dismiss them, indicating that the practice wasnt concluding.
Rather, he instructed them to gather for lunch.
The seven individuals seated on the ground, while Professor Snape rapped his suitcase with his wand.
A massive tablecloth appeared before them.
On the tablecloth, an array of food materialized one by one.
However, it was predominantly dry sustenance including a packet of cold quail, a few boxes of biscuits, a pouch of dried beef, and a couple of bottles of pumpkin juice
Observing Professor Snapes thorough preparation, it was evident that he intended to keep the students within the forbidden forest for the entire day.
However, the spread wasnt a grand lunch, particrly for a spoiled student like Draco.
He began nibbling on the cold quail with a mournful countenance, simultaneously expressing his dissatisfaction.
Perhaps I should have arranged for some warm food. Noticing the students tepid reaction to his meal, Professor Snapemented softly. Since youll be here for a while, Ill fetch some warm food from Professor Kettleburns cabin
But, Professor, Matthew furrowed his brow, cing down the dried beef in his hand, were in the Forbidden Forest.
Fear not, Mr. Wickfield, Professor Snape assured as he rose to his feet, this is only the forests outskirts. I wont be gone for long
With that, he turned and set off toward Professor Kettleburns cabin.
Professor Snapes statement was urate.
This area truly only marked the forests periphery.
Throughout the morning, they had remained close by and encountered neither peculiar nor menacing magical creatures.
However, Matthews brows knitted, a gnawing sense of unease descending upon him
Perhaps the others hadnt picked up on it
Vincent and Gregory were devouring cold quail, while Evans was quietly munching on biscuits.
Merlin, whats that Theodores cry was tinged with bewilderment.
He recoiled somewhat, his expression awash with trepidation.
At the same time, a faint sound ofrge ws making contact with the ground reached them, indicating that something was drawing near.
Swiftly, Matthew looked in the direction that had captured Theodores attention
A creature, as ethereal as a shadow!
It was an enormous ck dog with gray eyes.