{Transfiguration Classroom, Hogwarts}
{2nd Sep 1991}
{3rd Person POV}
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"How did you do that?" Daphne asked, she had been trying the first spell and there had been no change in her match as of yet. She followed the spells perfectly, her pronunciation was good and even her wand movements were kind of okay. She couldn't help but figure out why Rigel succeded and she failed.
"I just followed the steps," Rigel replied. She frowned at him so he motioned for her to do the spell, "Go on let me see what you are doing..."
Rigel focused on the mana traveling through Daphne's wand, Daphne's mana was a soft light violet in color and it remained like that until she began doing the spiral wand movement. Instead of the light blue color that Rigal and Minerva's mana gained upon using the material change spell, it turned a pale white and then switched color to red as she completed the thrusting movement and spoke, "Metamorfóno Métallo~"
Nothing happened yet again as the mana fizzled out of her wand having no structure. She turned to Rigel with a raised eyebrow, "See nothing happened I did everything right."
"Did you translate the symbols and the spell?" Rigel asked and she showed him her notes. Her notes were correct so the only thing that could be wrong now was her intent.
"And what are you focusing on turning this match into?" Rigel asked.
"A needle obviously," Daphne replied. Rigel gave her a deadpanned look which caused Daphne to look at her notes again before she gave him another questioning look.
"What?" She asked.
"Your intent is wrong, you are thinking about the end product while the spell you translated is just transforming a match into a metal match. Try again but this time think about turning this wooden match into a metal one, think about the changing metal and not the shape." Rigel explained. Daphne gave him a thankful look before she turned to her match and focused.
Rigel watched in fascination as her mana in the wand changed into the same soft green color. As she finished the wand movements and inchanted the spell, the mana that was gathered in her wand, exited the wand in a small compact packet and quickly covered the whole match. He could see the whole match quickly turn metallic as the change in its color was obvious.
"Congrats," Rigel congratulated as the blond gave him a big smile. "Try the second spell." Rigel urged her and she focused on her metal match once again. Rigel on the other hand focused back on his observations.
'Each spell has its own unique color, at least from the small sample size that I have. As the number of spells increased I would notice some overlapping colors so identifying spells with my mana senses would become a tedious process in a duel. But it could still be done if my senses level up as well.' Rigel thought.
He focused on his needle and pointed his wand at it, "Finite~"
The cancellation charm worked like a...charm and reversed the transfiguration. It was quite similar to what happened when Professor McGonagall did it to his wand but when he looked at the still glowing desk he realized that the first implementation was a bit different.
'She didn't use finite then as that would have turned the desk back into a normal one. She transfigured an already transfigured pig and re-transfigured it back to a table... I wonder how it does work.' Rigel thought as he looked at the match in front of him. He decided to test his theory as he transfigured the match back into a needle and then he focused on transfigurating the needle into a small hammer.
The spell this time was a darker green in color and Rigel was quite happy at the successful spell but it failed to work on the needle as it dissipated into thin air.
'Hmm it doesn't work like this,' Rigel thought as he used finite~ again and turned the needle into a match. He used the hammer spell again and this time it worked, while one end of the hammer became sharp like the needle, the other end became a hybrid of a needle head and a hammerhead with a hole in the middle.
'Okay... so it didn't work as well as I thought. The wand movements and the intent didn't match, the spell worked because a hammer and the needle had some overlap but I was using the same sharp suffix that I had been taught.' Rigel thought, the process and final result made sense but Daphne poked him in the side and reminded him, "Professor McGonagall said no messing around."
Rigel gave Daphne an eye roll but he did stop messing around with spells in the classroom, he would have plenty of time later. The rest of the class went by in a breeze as only 10 minutes remained in the lecture.
When the class ended, Rigel put his notes in his bag, and Prof.McGonagall gave them homework of writing their insights about the two spells they had learned today. She didn't teach anyone the mixed version of the spell as aside from Rigel, Daphne, and Hermione no one else had managed to follow the first two spells by the end of class.
His walk out of the classroom was interrupted when Harry's voice interrupted him, "Hey, Rigel? Can we talk?"
The weird silence that had followed him throughout the morning was a little deafening as he gave Harry a curious look, his facial expressions and his stance indicated that he wasn't hostile so he nodded to Mr.Progtagonist and spoke, "Follow me!"
Daphne gave him a questioning look but he did motion for her to go on without him. Everyone gave the two of them curious glances and Ron was the last one to leave the class as he had a concerned look on his face.
"Alright, not here, follow me," Rigel spoke as he left the classroom, sure enough, plenty of his peers were hanging around hoping to eavesdrop, giving everyone a loose glare he pushed through the crowd and quickly found an empty classroom.
"In here," Rigel spoke and Harry followed him in without hesitation. Rigel didn't know if it was a sign of bravery or idiocy but he left that for later as he closed the door and cast the locking charm on it.
"Colloportus~" Rigel incanted as the red spell collided with the door and his mana seeped into it.
"What was that spell?" Harry asked, his face a little apprehensive.
"The locking charm," Rigel responded and the green-eyed boy grimaced slightly. Rigel walked over to a desk, used a finger to run across its surface to test how dusted it was, and then hopped onto it.
"So has Ron not managed to corrupt your thinking yet? Why would you walk into a room with a Slytherin alone?" Rigel joked.
Harry gave him a confused look before his face turned serious as he spoke, "I want to talk to you about your parents..."
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'Huh...'
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AN - How would this talk go? Any guesses?
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