CLASSWORK: Transfiguration, Third Year
Lesson One

Alasdair McCandlish
Third Year Ravenclaw
Complete one or more of the following options:
1) Roleplay the lesson



Alasdair wasn’t too sure what made Phoebus so naturally talented at Transfiguration. There was something about the way that Phee’s brain worked that made him able to transfigure anything if he just set his mind to it a little bit, and that was something that impressed him. Alasdair naturally knew that Phoebus wasn’t a dumb pile of rocks – the boy was actually fairly clever and shrewd, which is why he was Alasdair’s best friend in the first place. But there was also jealousy. Just a little bit, lurking in the sidewings. Alasdair knew from the hours that Susan spent murmuring the words of the Transfiguration textbook that she felt the same way.

Dair watched Phoebus turn his teapot into a tortoise in a few short swishes of his wand, and then turned back to his own black and silver-colored tortoise. The first thing to accomplish was the shell. He had to make it turtle-like. Like how Phee had done it, he could apparently use the spell over and over to achieve turtleness. “Torte!” He swished his wand over and over , using the incantation, and after many trys, he had a four-legged tortoise with sparkly eyes, and a tail that still looked too much like a teapot handle. At least it walked around a little bit. He had at least given something life which had not been living before.

As Susan frowned at her steam-belching tortoise, Alasdair also attached a tag to the tortoise’s hind leg, and carried the reptile up to Professor Rowe’s desk. What was she going to do with all these colorful tortoises anyhow? He shrugged, then left the classroom with his mates.