Teaching Vizette had been a very easy task.
Some things only needed to be mentioned slightly for him to make connections, integrate his knowledge, and extend the deeper meaning they contained.
Professor McGonagall originally planned to guide Vizette through the learning process gradually over several weeks, in order to ensure the Animagus's success as much as possible.
Unexpectedly, in just one class, she had already imparted all the knowledge she could.
It just didn't feel quite right; it seemed... a little unsatisfying.
Professor McGonagall also understood that in the exploration of magic, the professor only played the role of a guide. To go further on this path, it depended more on the students' exploration and understanding.
She felt that this "guide" role seemed too easy, as if she were just a road sign.
Vizette only glanced at the "road sign" before finding the right direction and being able to continue exploring.
Thinking of this, she stood up again, took a notebook from the drawer, and handed it to Vizette.
"Professor McGonagall, this is…" Vizette took the notebook with both hands, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
"These are some notes I took down while studying Animagus," Professor McGonagall said.
"In addition, some of the ideas I had when deriving this ritual magic are also written in here."
Vizette opened the notebook, which was filled with detailed notes, with extra color markings for the ideas and insights to distinguish them.
"Professor McGonagall, this is invaluable!" he exclaimed with delight. "I will do everything in my power to keep this notebook safe and well and study its contents carefully."
He simply couldn't resist such a notebook full of magical insights, and could only express his gratitude repeatedly.
"It's my duty," Professor McGonagall waved her hand. "There's still some time before the full moon, so you can try the first step."
"In addition, there is a second step: collecting the necessary materials. If you encounter any problems, feel free to ask me anytime."
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Vizette expressed his gratitude again and backed away from Professor McGonagall's office.
He carefully put the notebook into his pocket. Since he was going to protect it, he naturally couldn't read it while walking.
Although he couldn't study Professor McGonagall's new notes while walking, he could study his own.
He turned the corner in the corridor and heard Ron's voice in the distance. His tone sounded somewhat frustrated, "Hermione, don't you know how to fix it either?"
Hermione's voice rang out, "You were in the library just now, following me and Harry through so many books, but we still couldn't find a way to restore the wand."
"Professor Lockhart's 'Year with the Yeti' also says that once a wand is broken, it cannot be restored. Even if it is restored, only the surface of the wand is restored."
Harry suggested, "How about we write home and ask Mr. Weasley for another one?"
"They definitely won't buy it for me!" Ron's voice turned desperate. "I broke my wand because of a fight… Mom will definitely say I got what I deserved…"
A damaged magic wand?
Vizette was somewhat tempted, but he didn't know what kind of damage it was, or whether it had any similarities to damage caused by ancient magical forces.
Harry and the others' voices were getting closer.
Ron held a wand in his hand, which was broken in the middle. Inside was a thin unicorn tail hair, which was holding the other half of the wand together and preventing it from breaking completely in two.
"Vizette!" Harry jogged up to him. "You know what?! The Slytherin team got new gear! Everyone's got the latest Nimbus 2001!"
"That's quite a lot of money," Vizette said with a smile.
Although the Nimbus Racing Broom Company was founded relatively late, it gained popularity among European professional Quidditch teams with its revolutionary "Nimbus 1000" design.
Since then, the Nimbus series of brooms had continued to innovate, and the Nimbus brooms had become the industry leader, with prices a few Galleons higher than other flying brooms.
Generally speaking, such advanced brooms were rarely used in school Quidditch matches because they were much faster, and mastering them required talent and practice.
Harry gestured, trying to mimic the shape of a Nimbus 2001, as he recounted his experiences that morning.
Ron added some details from the side.
As a passionate Quidditch enthusiast, Wood had always dreamed of winning the championship.
He devised a comprehensive training plan during the summer vacation, intending to start training a week early in order to gain a head start.
Surprisingly, the Slytherin team seemed to have the same idea, bringing Snape's signed note to the pitch to train their new Seeker.
Harry said, "Slytherin's new Seeker is Malfoy, and those brooms were provided by his father."
"The Slytherin team showed off Nimbus 2001 and made fun of Fred and George's brooms, saying they were for sweeping the floor."
"So Ron couldn't help but say that at least his brother joined the team based on his own merit, rather than by sponsoring a new batch of flying brooms."
Vizette looked at Ron's dangling wand. "And then... you guys started fighting? And you broke your wand?"
Harry nodded. "After the Slytherin team finished speaking, Fred and George quietly chanted a spell, creating a small mud puddle on the ground. Flint's leg sank into it, and he fell to the ground."
"That Flint… the captain of the Slytherin team, definitely has troll blood! He got up from the ground, like that mountain troll that chased us last year, howling and lunging at us…"
Harry and Ron used their hands and feet to try to recreate the intense battle scene.
During the process, Ron used too much force, and the wand, which was already about to break in two, drew a wobbly curve in the air.
"Wand flying!" Vizette instantly raised his wand, flicked it upwards, and caught the flying wand in his hand.
Ron's face turned red, and he stammered, "That's how I dropped it... and then that guy... well, he's a big Slytherin guy, and he stepped on it."
Vizette held the wand out in his palm. "Both magic and external forces can damage a wand. A wand is actually quite fragile, after all, its main components are only the shaft and the core..."
He used his Magic Eye to examine Ron's wand, checking for any problems with the internal magic circuitry.
Compared to wands damaged by ancient magical forces, most of the magical circuits in this wand were intact despite their fractures, making them theoretically repairable.
However, before taking action, he still wanted to ask, "Ron, what do you plan to do with this wand?"
Ron's face turned even redder, almost the same color as his hair. "This is what I was planning to do... I'll just tape it up and make do with it for the rest of the year..."
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