Professor Troca may not look good on the outside, but he does seem to have some real talent and knowledge in terms of deformation.

With the rustling sound of fumbled into the quill and parchment, Matthew wrote all his previous words on the first page of the notebook.

Looking at the impatient faces under the podium, Professor Troca told everyone that if they want to turn the podium into an animal, they will need to learn for at least several more years.

What they can do now is to lay a solid foundation for the future.

"We start with the easiest way to learn how to turn a match into a needle."

While talking, he sent a few matches to each student.

"Remember, decisive and cautious!" Professor Troca said with a serious face: "First observe the appearance of the match carefully and remember every detail of it..."

"… Then in your consciousness, build a template for a needle, imagine the process of a match turning into a needle, follow the wishes in your mind, and let consciousness overlap with reality!"

"The spell is 'Acus', please note that the accent is behind. Also, when casting, you must rotate the wand one eighth round clockwise."

As soon as Professor Troca finished speaking, many students have already started to try.

"Akus...Akus...Akus..."

The sound of spells kept ringing, but no one could change the matches in front of them for the time being.

"Observation and imagination, decisiveness and caution!" Professor Troca repeated while patrolling the classroom.

Matthew picked up his black walnut walnut walnut walnut with his left hand.

When it is held in the hand, it gives a very comfortable feeling, as if the wand and the hand are naturally connected once.

Matthew looked at the wand in his hand, then at the matches in front of him. After hesitating for a moment, he raised his hand.

"Mr. Wakefield, is there any problem?" Professor Troca soon discovered him.

"Professor Troca," Matthew stood up and asked, "Are we doing this to change the structure of the match, or is it changing its essence?"

"This is a good question, Mr. Wakefield!" Professor Troca's face showed a slightly hideous smile: "You sit down first."

He quickly walked to Matthew and lowered his head. Then Matthew could vaguely smell a faint smell of blood.

"Changing the structure of things, or changing their essence, are two different manifestations of transformation magic, and it is also the real complexity of its place, and it is also a topic of debate among generations of transformation masters." While fiddling with Matthew's matches, Professor Troca said excitedly:

"In fact, no one can answer this question. Every real transformer needs to have their own answer, the answer they explored in person."

"The more complex the deformation process is, the more you need to explore your answer, whether to change the structure of matter or change the essence of matter... You need to follow your heart, use your inner thoughts as a beacon, maintain yourself, and explore the truth!"

Professor Troca said a lot, but in some confusion, many students were confused.

Matthew was the same, but he vaguely realized something.

"You try it, Mr. Wakefield!" Professor Troca looked at Matthew with anticipation.

"Professor?" Matthew raised his head in confusion.

"Try it, can you turn a match into a needle?" Professor Troca said softly, his voice very gentle.

Matthew nodded, looked at the tiny match in front of him, and began to imagine what he was like in his mind...

"Observation, imagination...decisive, and cautious..." Professor Troca's voice sounded in his ears.

A series of information passed by Matthew's eyes—

The template for building a needle... Let consciousness coincide with reality... The wand rotates clockwise by eighth of a circle... The spell is...

"Akus!"

Matthew suddenly felt a wonderful force that began to spread from his hands.

It's very subtle and comfortable!

It seems that everything is under your control!

"Very great!" Professor Troca shouted: "Beautiful job, Mr. Wickfield!"

A bright silver needle appeared in front of Matthew, replacing the previous match, exactly the same as the needle imagined in his previous consciousness.

"Mr. Wakefield has succeeded, everyone is working harder!" Professor Troca began to encourage other students.

"This is too simple!" Draco Malfoy said with a gloomy face and a little unhappy.

"I can do it...it's easy..."

He raised his wand and poked hard at the matches on the table:

"Akus!"

Not only did it make any changes, but one end of the match suddenly began to burn violently.

Moreover, due to excessive force, Malfoy's wand poked onto the table, the lit match flew towards the sky, and then fell accurately into Gal's collar.

"Ahhhh..." Gregory Goal let out a pig-killing scream.

The entire deformation class classroom was in chaos.

Professor Troca hurriedly went there to deal with the emergency situation.

Matthew still looked straight at the silver needle in front of him, and recalled the feeling just now.

...

This interesting transformation lesson ends soon.

Matthew felt that he was doing well, so he turned all three matches that Professor Troca sent to him into silver needles.

In the whole class, except for him, there was only the girl named Lesterlanch who made a match change a little.

Professor Troca said casually while retrieving the matches in everyone's hands: "After class assignments, a one-foot-long paper, about the feeling of turning a match into a needle; except for Mr. Wakefield, you don't have to submit this paper."

After saying that, he walked into a dark hut behind the podium with those matches, and then closed the door.

Matthew was about to pack up and leave.

Suddenly, someone came to his desk.

Surprisingly, it was Agnes Lesterlanch!

"Is there something wrong?" Matthew raised his head in confusion.

"How did you do it?" the other party asked seriously.

"Honestly, I don't know..." Matthew shook his head.

"Do you want to say it's just luck?" A sarcastic smile suddenly appeared on the other party's face.

"Of course not...it's just that feeling, I can't describe it in words..." Matthew answered honestly.

"I don't want to say it, then forget it..." The other party snorted coldly, and then left.

“???”

Only Matthew sat there with a question mark on his head.

Forget it, I don’t have the same knowledge as primary school students.

While thinking, he packed up his "Basic Transformation Guide" and his wand and left the Transformation Classroom.
Chapter completed!