At this moment, the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw little wizards in the classroom were all stunned.
They couldn't believe that someone would apply to be exempted from the next seven years of classes on the very first day?
This was too explosive!
The little wizards looked at Professor McGonagall, who had drawn her wand and was visibly enraged, not daring to breathe.
Meanwhile, Charle faced Professor McGonagall and smiled slightly when he heard her call him the most arrogant student at Hogwarts.
"Saying something you can't do, that's called arrogance."
"Someone like me, Professor, you should call me a genius."
Professor McGonagall stared intently at Charle, a hint of regret in her heart.
She felt that perhaps her praise for Charle's Transfiguration the day before the Sorting Ceremony had made this little wizard too complacent, leading to the arrogant idea that he couldn't learn anything in Hogwarts classes.
Then, Professor McGonagall took a deep breath.
Since it was her mistake, she would rectify it herself.
She wanted Charle to realize how absurd the idea of applying for class exemption was.
Immediately, Professor McGonagall waved her wand.
The chalk in the classroom suddenly stretched and deformed like clay, turning into ropes, the most useful tool in Transfiguration battles, and wrapped around Charle.
Charle smiled slightly and also waved his Mithril Wand.
He similarly transformed the remaining chalk, turning them into sharp scissors that accurately found the ropes Professor McGonagall had transformed and fiercely cut them off.
In a moment, Professor McGonagall's attempt to tie up Charle was thwarted. Instead, Charle continued to wave his wand, and sharp scissors approached Professor McGonagall.
Seeing this, the little wizards in the classroom couldn't suppress their fear and screamed.
Professor McGonagall's pupils also contracted slightly.
When she had just made her move, she hadn't used her full strength, but the Transfiguration born of anger was definitely not something an ordinary wizard could handle.
Even older Hogwarts students would be instantly tied up.
But Charle had managed to create a counter-transformation so quickly, and in terms of speed and precision, it was impeccable?
Then, facing the scissors attacking her, Professor McGonagall had no time to think further and waved her wand again.
The classroom floor began to deform, and earth and bricks rose, forming a solid wall in front of Professor McGonagall, blocking all the incoming scissors.
Excitement also showed in Charle's eyes.
This was the level of a Transfiguration master.
Before, when he dealt with those ordinary dark wizards, even without using the Dust-Free Land, he could easily slaughter them just by relying on Transfiguration.
The three-headed dog was just like that; by changing the terrain, it was easy to restrain this beast that only knew how to use brute force.
This Transfiguration duel with Professor McGonagall was the most evenly matched battle Charle had had since his transmigration.
He no longer held back, waving his Mithril Wand repeatedly. The blocked scissors immediately turned into hissing venomous snakes, climbing up the earth wall and spreading towards Professor McGonagall.
Professor McGonagall was also calm and composed. With a flick of her wand, the earth wall disintegrated, and the falling chunks of earth turned into vultures, fiercely tearing the snakes into pieces.
At the same time, several vultures flew towards Charle, their sharp claws reaching for his shoulder.
Charle smiled, casually tossed a copper coin, and turned it into a large metal net, netting all the vultures in mid-air.
Professor McGonagall took a deep breath, about to speak.
Charle, who was in high spirits, used even more transformations.
With waves of his wand, miraculous Transfiguration techniques followed one after another.
The desks, books, teaching tools, and even the earth and walls in the classroom all transformed under Charle's magic, turning into lifelike animals that surrounded Professor McGonagall.
After all, the area of Transfiguration that Charle had delved into the deepest was Accio Transfiguration, and the feedback from Accio Transfiguration had led to significant progress in Charle's basic Transfiguration skills related to animal transformations.
Without exposing magical Accio, this was the highest level of Charle's Transfiguration mastery.
Lions roared, wolves howled, golden eagles circled...
Seeing this scene, Professor McGonagall opposite him was filled with shock and admiration.
She was also completely serious now.
Compared to Charle's specialization in Transfiguration, Professor McGonagall was much more balanced and comprehensive.
Being skilled in Accio Transfiguration also meant she was equally skilled in animal transformations.
But at the same time, she was also proficient in summoning, vanishing, and other areas.
For a moment, Professor McGonagall also summoned many animals. At the same time, accompanied by the waving of her wand and low incantations, there were also flames and lightning strikes related to summoning Transfiguration.
From time to time, she also waved her wand and used counter-summoning to dispel the transformations Charle had used.
The little wizards who had retreated outside the classroom looked at the scene inside, their faces full of disbelief.
"Is Charle evenly matched with Professor McGonagall in the field of Transfiguration?"
"Is there really a first-year wizard among them?"
"I feel like gods are fighting? No, everyone's here to study, how is Charle so fierce!"
"He can't really graduate as soon as he enrolls and not have to attend classes from now on, right?"
Just as the young wizards were left stunned and bewildered, the smoke and dust in the classroom gradually dispersed.
Charle was currently entangled by a rope conjured by Professor McGonagall, but he easily broke free with a slight effort.
He smiled.
"Professor, you won, but is my performance enough to be exempted from classes?"
Across from Charle, Professor McGonagall's expression was extremely complex, containing bewilderment, shock, loss, and even a hint of questioning her life.
Just now, she had truly used all her skills, employing techniques from various fields of Transfiguration, just to suppress Charle's Transfiguration.
But she had a feeling that Charle still had Transfiguration techniques he hadn't revealed.
If Charle had gone all out, the outcome of this Transfiguration duel would truly be hard to say.
She had been immersed in the field of Transfiguration for so long, winning the Annual Most Outstanding Young Witch award right after graduating from Hogwarts, and was now a renowned Transfiguration master in the magical world.
Yet, in the field of Transfiguration, she was evenly matched with a first-year student?
Thinking about how she had previously said she would make Charle realize how absurd his words were, Professor McGonagall felt a burning sensation on her face.
With Charle's level, if he were to also display outstanding achievements in a specific branch, the title of Transfiguration master would be well-deserved.
How could she possibly make a Transfiguration master attend classes with a group of young wizards?
Perhaps it wasn't Charle who was arrogant and conceited, but herself!
Coming back to her senses, Professor McGonagall took a deep breath and apologized to Charle.
"Charle, I apologize for my prejudice."
"Indeed, your request for class exemption is not arrogant, but a matter of course."
"At Hogwarts, besides Dumbledore who is qualified to teach you in the field of Transfiguration, no one else is qualified to teach you, not even I."
Charle, however, waved his hand.
"Professor McGonagall is being too modest, I lost after all."
"How about this, in the field of Transfiguration, we can exchange ideas more often when we have time? There are still many things I need to learn from you."
Charle's words were not empty flattery.
Just now, Professor McGonagall's full effort had indeed allowed Charle to gather a lot of material from various branches of Transfiguration.
If he needed to deduce in these branches later, it could save a lot of points.
Professor McGonagall was a Transfiguration master after all, and her experience and knowledge were treasures that could not be obtained by simply flipping through papers.
From her, Charle felt he could still gather quite a bit of Transfiguration material.
And Charle's words made Professor McGonagall show excitement.
She felt that she had been stuck in the field of Transfiguration for a long time, and if she could exchange ideas with a young, creative, and talented wizard like Charle, it would greatly benefit her own breakthroughs in Transfiguration.
Immediately, Professor McGonagall also nodded in agreement.
"It is also my honor to exchange ideas with a genius who can be called a Transfiguration master."
"Also, although it may not quite match the astonishing Transfiguration you displayed, and may seem a bit childish and ridiculous to you, this is the most points I can add at once..."
"Two hundred points to Hufflepuff, for Master Charle Evans's master-level Transfiguration!"
Then, Charle gave a slight bow and, striking while the iron was hot, began discussing issues related to Animagus Transfiguration with Professor McGonagall.
Although he already possessed a mastery of Animagus Transfiguration that surpassed the entire magical world, having even completed the magical Animagus, a Transfiguration master specializing in Animagus like Professor McGonagall might have some highly insightful research results or magical information.
If Deep Blue could obtain Hogwarts' defensive magic knowledge from the Marauder's Map, who knew if he could get something from Professor McGonagall's collection.
Perhaps this could become the material for Charle to further deduce the magical Animagus!
After collecting the three types of magical Animagus, Charle would have to start considering further deduction of this Transfiguration.
According to Deep Blue, the next step would be to freely transform into magical creatures, and even into those beings from myths and legends that have long since disappeared, and master their corresponding characteristics!
The points required for this would not be limited to a million; every point saved was a point gained.
As for the field Charle began discussing, Professor McGonagall was also immersed in it.
For a scholar of her level, having a peer to exchange ideas with was simply too rare.
Dumbledore followed the summoning branch, which was not the same as Professor McGonagall's branch, so the guidance he could give her was limited.
Now that she had met Charle, Professor McGonagall was unwilling to miss the opportunity.
Right there and then, the two began discussing and exchanging ideas in the classroom.
Meanwhile, the remaining Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw young wizards looked at each other.
"So what do we do?"
"What else can we do? Do you dare to go up and interrupt?"
"Forget it, let's look at the textbooks and teach ourselves."
"Actually, seeing Charle master Transfiguration to this extent in his first year, maybe Transfiguration isn't that difficult after all?"
A Ravenclaw little wizard who considered himself smart took out his wand and confidently waved it at a pen in his hand.
"Transform!"
The other little wizards were also excited, practicing with longing for Transfiguration.
But even by the time class ended, no one had been able to make any changes.
At this moment, having deeply understood the difficulty of Transfiguration, they looked at Charle, who was still talking with Professor McGonagall, their shock and awe truly indescribable.
It turned out that the difficulty of Transfiguration wasn't exaggerated; rather, Charle's talent was truly astonishingly powerful, not on the same level as theirs at all!
At this time, as the class bell rang, Charle and Professor McGonagall's discussion was interrupted.
Professor McGonagall's eyes showed a look of not having had enough.
Charle's many insights into Accio Transfiguration were truly too inspiring for her.
Just this short exchange made Professor McGonagall feel that she had gained some new understanding of Transfiguration.
Charle also looked very satisfied.
Just now, Professor McGonagall mentioned a point from an ancient Transfiguration book, which triggered a prompt from Deep Blue, saying that Charle had obtained advanced material in the field of Accio Transfiguration, which could reduce some of the points needed to continue deducing Accio.
For Charle, exchanging his existing knowledge for these materials was the most cost-effective thing he could do.
Communicating with Professor McGonagall a few more times might allow him to access more Transfiguration masters through Professor McGonagall's circle, thus potentially obtaining more advanced materials.
In Charle's opinion, this was much wiser than foolishly hiding all his strength and attending classes with the little wizards!
At this time, Professor McGonagall said to Charle.
"If you have any ideas, feel free to come to my office to discuss them."
Charle nodded in thanks.
Professor McGonagall asked another question.
"Oh, right, Charle, what's your next class?"
Charle replied.
"Charms."
Professor McGonagall hesitated and asked.
"This course, are you also..."
Charle smiled slightly.
"That's right, I don't think I need to attend the large class either. Discussing it individually with Professor Filius Flitwick might be more effective for me."
Then, Charle walked out of the classroom.
And on Professor McGonagall's face, for the first time, a hint of relief and secret joy appeared.
That's great, if she were the only one applying for exemption, even Professor McGonagall would feel a little awkward.
But now, there's another victim?
Professor McGonagall's mouth curved into a strange smile.
"Filius, Filius, it's your turn to be shocked by this possibly strongest genius in history."
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Meanwhile, the Hogwarts students, who had just finished their first class, were hurrying through the corridors.
The first-year students were especially excited, chattering about the wonders of magic.
Of course, this also included the longing to earn points for the House Cup.
Hermione was walking through the corridor with Harry and Ron, while also regretting a mistake she made on a question in the previous class.
"Lack of sleep, it must have been lack of sleep yesterday that caused my mind to get stuck."
"Otherwise, I would have been able to answer this question more comprehensively, and it wouldn't have been three points, but possibly five points for Gryffindor!"
Harry and Ron's mouths twitched twice.
Hermione was a true academic, answering almost all the questions the professor asked in class just now.
The two of them, being academic underachievers, could only contribute bewildered looks from the side.
After one class, Hermione had probably added nearly ten points to Gryffindor!
Ron suddenly thought of Charle, who had shone brightly yesterday, and said with a hint of sourness.
"I wonder how many points that Charle Evans, who's been praised to the skies, can add to Hufflepuff?"
"If you ask me, Hermione, you're too modest. If you put all the effort you spend reading so many books into practicing Transfiguration, you'd definitely be stronger than Charle when you started school."
Hermione gave a wry smile.
"Transfiguration is known as the most profound subject, how can it be that easy?"
"To be praised by Professor McGonagall, Charle's level of Transfiguration is imaginable..."
Ron was still unconvinced, but just then, the three of them passed by the location of the House Cup. They saw a crowd gathered around the hourglasses that displayed the scores of each house, all looking as if they were questioning reality.
When they got closer, they saw that Hufflepuff's score was so high it could easily beat the other houses combined.
Next to them, older students looked completely bewildered.
"It's only the first day of school, and Hufflepuff already has two hundred points?"
"Are you kidding me? In previous years, Hufflepuff might not even reach two hundred points by the middle of the school year. What's going on today?"
"Did the scoring magic malfunction?"
Just then, the first-year Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw young wizards who had just come out of the Transfiguration classroom answered their questions.
As they recounted the events, the feeling of questioning reality grew stronger for everyone present.
"What?"
"You're saying Charle Evans directly applied to Professor McGonagall for an exemption from classes and dueled Professor McGonagall in Transfiguration?"
"He was evenly matched with Professor McGonagall in Transfiguration, only slightly inferior before being defeated, but Professor McGonagall personally acknowledged that he possessed the skill level of a Transfiguration Master, and then he engaged in academic exchange with Professor McGonagall..."
"Damn, can you stop making such jokes?"
But when all the first-year Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws said the same thing, and even swore they should go to the Transfiguration classroom to see the aftermath of the battle, everyone swallowed hard.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were also stunned.
A first-year student evenly matched with a professor in their specialized field, acknowledged as having the skill level of a Transfiguration Master?
They felt like they were listening to some legendary tale!
After a long while, Hermione finally came back to her senses, a wry smile appearing on her face.
"That familiar feeling is back. Every time I'm crushed by Charle in a competition, it feels like this."
"I thought I was already excellent among my peers, but Charle always compares himself to professional standards, transcending age."
"This time, it's too exaggerated..."
Hermione, who had already read A History of Magic once, could guarantee that there had never been a student in history who possessed master-level Transfiguration skills upon entering school.
Even Dumbledore was far from that level when he started!
In other words—
"Charle Evans, he might be the most talented being in Hogwarts history!"
Hermione's words were like a clap of thunder in everyone's minds.
Hogwarts has a thousand-year history; there are likely more than a handful of geniuses at Dumbledore's level, and other excellent wizards are as numerous as fish crossing a river.
Now Hermione was saying that Charle Evans was the greatest genius in history?
Even stronger than Dumbledore was back then?!
Subconsciously, some people wanted to deny this.
But before they could speak, several older Ravenclaw students rushed out of the Charms classroom, their faces filled with shock.
"Charle Evans, the first-year wizard from Hufflepuff, he's going to duel Head of House Flitwick in Charms!"
The next moment, everyone present exploded, scrambling towards the Charms classroom.
Hermione ran among the crowd, her head spinning, feeling as if she were in a dream, her heart pounding wildly.
She felt that everyone present might witness history today!
"Charle Evans, he's not going to graduate the moment he starts, is he?!"
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