[Time Dilation - Red: You are naturally endowed with a sensitivity to time beyond ordinary people, especially when you are in danger.
When entering combat, stamina consumption +25%, but the time in your perception will be additionally slowed down by 1 second, allowing you to even predict in advance what spell the enemy is about to use!]
[Frenzied Attacker - Gold: You have the unruly heart of a strong warrior, believing in the dogma that 'the best defense is a good offense'!
Power of all spells +30%!]
[Nimble Footwork (Bird) - Gold: After arduous and targeted training, you find that dodging and casting spells is no longer difficult. Stamina consumption -30%, and every battle accelerates the formation of a unique fighting footwork that belongs only to you!]
[Charms Master - Gold: After a long period of training, you can cast most spells silently and wandlessly. Power of all spells +25%!]
[Erudite - Gold: After a long period of reading, there is almost no magic in the world that you cannot recognize. Learning speed of Spells/Transfiguration/Dark Arts ×1.5!]
...
When Snape clearly saw the string of specialty effects on Professor Flitwick, he couldn't help but gasp on the spot.
Looking at the unassuming goblin in front of him again, a wordless shock and awe quietly emerged!
"Snape?"
Professor Flitwick looked curiously at the student who was suddenly stunned in place.
His short stature looked harmless.
Yet it made Snape fully realize just how terrifying the "gold content" of a Duelling Champion really was!
"...I'm fine, just zoned out for a moment."
Recovering from his loss of composure.
Snape politely said goodbye to Professor Flitwick and prepared to go to the Great Hall for lunch with Lily, who had been waiting at the door for a long time.
Time spent with Lily was never boring; she could always find endless topics and jokes.
After lunch.
For the afternoon class, Snape needed to attend Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class with the badgers (Hufflepuff), while Lily went to their first Flying class.
Sitting alone in a corner, Snape ignored the resentful stares from Mulciber and other petty little snakes as usual.
Time ticked closer.
However, seeing that class was about to start, Professor McGonagall still showed no sign of appearing in the classroom.
Only a tabby cat on the podium sat in place, its sharp gaze sweeping across the classroom.
It wasn't until confirming that every student who should be in class was present that a look of satisfaction appeared in the tabby cat's eyes.
No nonsense.
All the little wizards watched dumbfounded as, with just a light leap, the tabby cat that had come from nowhere transformed into the figure of Professor McGonagall!
"Transfiguration is some of the most complex and dangerous magic you will learn at Hogwarts. Only by constantly holding the key of diligence can you open the door to achievement.
In the next few years, I will do my best to let you realize the charm contained in change.
As long as you can complete the homework I assign on time, I believe all students can have a good memory in my class."
It was unclear if it was an illusion.
When hearing Professor McGonagall's last sentence, many students shivered, as if foreseeing miserable days ahead.
After a simple explanation of the most superficial parts of Transfiguration, matches landed in front of each student under Professor McGonagall's control.
"Try to turn the match into a needle. Remember to skillfully use the content I just mentioned. It's not difficult.
If you forget, you can look at page three of *A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration*; there will be the help you need."
Snape pointed his wand at the match.
With just a slight thought, the match on the table immediately distorted in shape, and within just one or two seconds, it completely turned into a silver needle flashing with cold light!
"Hmm, it seems Mr. Snape has impressive talent in Transfiguration. Ten points to Slytherin!"
Passing by, Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows in surprise.
After remembering this gifted student, she prepared to start patrolling again to explain to the failing students in time.
And Snape took the opportunity to shake hands with Professor McGonagall while asking a question, successfully completing the physical contact.
Another Red and four Golds, two of which were familiar specialties.
**[Liquid State - Red: Transfiguration learning speed ×3, innovation speed ×3, Transfiguration casting speed +50%, stamina consumption -50%]**
**[Educator - Gold: You have an innate sense of mission and outstanding instinct for educating others. The probability of 'Immersive' teaching appearing is greatly increased. **
**When you decide to fight to protect students, power of all spells +100%!]**
As for the other two Gold specialties, they were **Charms Master** and **Erudite**.
When Snape's palm separated from Professor McGonagall's, a thoughtful color quietly passed through his eyes.
Previously, because he couldn't contact so many wizards with specialties, Snape couldn't summarize the general laws.
But now it seemed that specialties could be roughly divided into two types: Innate Talent and Acquired Training.
Innate Talent was serendipitous.
Just like the **Master Craftsman** on Lily that Snape had coveted for two whole years, it should be listed as a priority target for copying.
Acquired Training types were best obtained by relying on one's own training to reduce experience consumption.
It was shameful to say.
Now that so many precious specialties were right in front of him, while his heart surged with excitement, Snape also felt the scarcity of experience like never before!
Even though he had squeezed Lily's energy no matter what in the past two years, squeezing out about 400,000 experience points was the limit. This had also caused Lily to complain often that Snape always stared at her studying like a debt collector.
It wasn't even enough to exchange for a Gold specialty costing 500,000 experience, let alone a Red specialty requiring a million experience.
But now that he had come to Hogwarts, Snape naturally didn't need to stare at just one sheep to shear.
*So young.*
*Coming to school and not studying hard—at your age, how can you sleep?!*
Conceiving one plan after another in his mind.
Snape tapped the table unconsciously with his fingers, his deep eyes like a bottomless dark ocean with undercurrents surging.
Only an imperceptible, indifferent smile hung vaguely at the corner of his mouth.
Perfectly merging with the mystery lingering around him, he was completely unaware that he was currently exuding a fatal charm, attracting secret glances from many girls like a magnet!
Professor McGonagall passed by several times.
Finally, unable to hold back, she walked over, knocked on the table, and looked at Snape with a "hate iron for not becoming steel" expression, saying:
"Mr. Snape, you are still young. Please restrain yourself a little."
"..."
Snape: ?
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