The old man's silver hair and silver beard were long enough to tuck into his belt. He wore a long robe and a purple cloak that swept the ground, and his bright blue eyes sparkled behind his half-moon spectacles.
His attire and appearance didn't look like a cultivator. Instead, he looked like an old-time, gentle scholar.
Yes. A scholar was the first impression that this old man gave to everyone.
Albus Dumbledore was the headmaster of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
"I didn't expect to see you here, Professor McGonagall."
He smiled at the cat.
The cat disappeared, turning into a rather serious-looking woman who was wearing square glasses that had the patterns exactly the same as the patterns around the cat's eyes.
"This transfiguration spell is so strange…" Everyone had thought that it was really a cat either from its look or its aura, and they were surprised when it turned into a person.
