A day passed in the blink of an eye. Ivan waited until the full moon hung high in the night sky before he went invisible and stood on the platform. He looked at the steps recorded in his notes and took out the Mandrake Grass that he had kept in his mouth for a month.
He then took out a crystal bottle and placed all the complicated ingredients he had prepared into it.
Under the moonlight, the slightly murky potion glowed faintly, and Ivan could clearly feel that under the influence of the astronomical phenomenon, the potion in front of him seemed to have undergone some subtle changes…
"Next, I hope the storm created by the Room of Requirement really works…"
Ivan muttered to himself, then put the potion away and used the secret passage from the rooftop to the location of the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor.
With a wave of his wand, Ivan transformed a section of dead wood into a shovel, and began digging the hole, finally burying the potion in the hole.
With all the preparations done, Ivan set the time of the storm, adjusted the power to maximum, and left the Room of Requirement.
It was not until the evening of the third day when Ivan re-entered the Room of Requirement, that he was greeted by a violent gale.
With a sudden clap of thunder, and a shower of rain, Ivan ran to the burial site.
In order not to damage the crystal bottle, Ivan had to dig with both hands to clear the mud away.
Despite the cold rain soaking his body, Ivan did not care. He would only wipe his eyes with his equally wet sleeve when the rain flowed down his forehead…
Ivan, who had dug a hole with his bare hands, finally saw the potion he had put in.
After a few days of precipitation and the magic of the astronomical phenomenon, the originally turbid potion had completely turned blood-red, and the fluorescence of its magic was visible to the naked eye…
When it was removed, the magic seemed to dissipate, and Ivan, sensing this, went out as fast as he could to adjust the Room of Requirement and stop the storm.
Upon re-entry, everything returned to normal.
It was still dark, and the sky was grey again, with only the wet ground to show that a storm had just struck…
"Clean it up!" Ivan reached out and tapped his robe with his wand. The rain slid off his robe as if it were alive.
It must be said that magic is sometimes incredibly convenient…
Ivan paused and cast another Fire Charm, taking a moment to dry himself.
Ivan therefore paid no attention to the time wasted.
Although over time, the effects of the Animagus potion will weaken slightly, it is more important to maintain one's state of mind and condition than anything else…
Success or failure depends on this!
Ivan took a deep breath, placed his wand against his heart, and slowly chanted the incantation…
"Amador, Animo, Animado…"
The strange tone echoed through the dense forest, and there was a faint echo in the distance…
It did not take long for Ivan to feel an inexplicable fear welling up in his heart, and his body began to heat up like fire…
Ivan suppressed his discomfort and looked at the blood-red potion in his hand. After spending 100 GPA points to exchange for the experience card model, he drank it without hesitation.
In fact, the safest situation would be to spend five Legend Points to exchange for a protective mode.
Unfortunately, getting Legendary Points was too difficult, and Ivan only had three so far, so he had to take a risk.
When the blood-red potion entered his mouth, it was sticky and tasted like yogurt, but the taste was strange and the temperature was shockingly high.
Yvonne frowned. As the potion flowed into her body, the heat began to increase.
Where he could not see it, the blood flowing through his veins glowed with a magical light, as if some power within had been activated, only to fall silent again…
Before Ivan could think any further, the transfiguration began, and a vague image appeared in Ivan's mind.
'Wasn't it a unicorn?'
Ivan only had time to make this judgement before he was cut off by the crushing weight that came from his body.
In the card's mode, Ivan could clearly feel the magic flowing through his body.
As had been the case with the analytic animal, Ivan "saw" every muscle fiber and even cell structure in his body as the magic flowed in…
Ivan suddenly understood that if he wanted to change back later, he would have to remember what his body looked like.
Ivan tried his best to remember what he had seen, but failed to realise that after the magical parsing of the body, the magical energy in his body had passively memorized his status, and no longer required subjective memory…
As soon as every cell in his body was filled with magic, Ivan felt his body begin to twist and transform.
As the bones began to misalign and the tree grew taller and taller, Ivan did not feel much pain under the influence of the magic, only fear and loss for the unknown…
Soon, Ivan could sense something extending out of his pores, and the magic that had been flowing through his body slowly entered his mind, protecting his thoughts from being stunted by his small brain capacity…
The first transformation lasted a long time, and when Ivan realised that everything was stable, he tried to control his body.
"Gugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugu?" Ivan tried to say something, but all that came out were strange noises that gave him a very bad feeling.
"Bah, what have I become? A coo-coo chicken?" Ivan cooed for a long time before he found a way to speak normally, which was to concentrate magic at his throat.
Ivan raised his hand to his eyes and saw a pile of greyish-white feathers.
Ivan was disappointed. It didn't seem like a magical creature. He had been expecting to turn into a unicorn, a Thunderbird, a Phoenix, or something…
Ivan flapped his wings and flew in a crooked manner towards the puddle, wanting to confirm what he had changed into…
When she reached the edge of the waterhole, she saw her reflection in the water and almost fell in…