Early the next morning, they came to the auditorium for breakfast.

Draco quietly told Brian that he had noticed news about the Muggle World during the holidays.

"Their two world wars were indeed very unusual," Draco said. "I originally wanted to get some guns - they were called this name, like wands that only set magic bullets - to study them, and cannons. Unfortunately, in the Muggle world, I didn't tell my dad about this."

"I heard that they invented the atomic bomb, and it seems that they said that. I still want to get some tear down and take a look, but that's a bit difficult." He smacked his lips, "Zhensi is really not a good thing."

"You should be glad you didn't get it." Brian blinked, feeling a little disbelief.

"I know, Muggles said they used that thing to blow up several cities," Draco said, "but I think that's an exaggeration. Could it be a hundred savage curse inside?"

"It's even scarier than that. It can knock your house to the sky in an instant." Brian said seriously.

"Okay, that's interesting. I think my dad can turn it into a big bird and let it fly into the Gringott." Draco said with a long tone. He hated the goblins, they were as annoying as Potter's scar head.

"Then it might blow up Diagonal Alleys." Brian murmured, "I'm not sure if using the disappearance curse to it will work."

The conversation continued until Draco saw Harry and the other two sitting safely on the Gryffindor table.

Brian shook his head, fortunately he knew that Draco was not capable of making a nuclear pop-up at the moment. As for the future, maybe he could try to study what kind of flowers the combination of science and magic would bloom.

"I really don't know why Porter and the others can stay here. Professor Snape should teach them a lesson." Draco said angrily, very dissatisfied with Porter and the others not being kicked out.

Daphne came over with a stack of textbooks in his arms and said, "No matter what, how could the school drive the hero out? He did a very amazing thing last semester."

"Of course, it's not very good to come to school with a flying car...well, it's not too good..." Daphne added, and she didn't have a good impression of this.

"Oh, what else is there that Potter likes more than being popular!" Draco said sarcastically.

Brian checked the book in his hand and he clamped Tom's diary into the Transformation Textbook.

At this time, hundreds of owls rushed into the auditorium and threw the letters into the crowd.

A huge sound exploded in the auditorium, shaking the dust from the ceiling.

"I stole the car, if they fired you, I wouldn't be surprised at all... You didn't think about what your dad and I were feeling when we found out that the car was gone... You and Harry almost lost their lives..."

The whole auditorium was staring at the Gryffindor table, Ron hid himself under the dining table, revealing only his fiery red hair. Harry lowered his head, like an eggplant hit by frost.

After the roar finally stopped, Brian rubbed his numb ears and breathed a sigh of relief.

Draco smiled so hard that he couldn't stand up: "Weasley received a roar letter, which is really heartbreaking. Weasley might drive his dad out of the Ministry of Magic, and then their whole family would have to go out to beg. There is no better news than this."

"Roaring letter... tsk, it's too rude." Brees said on the side. When there were too many people, he always looked arrogant, as if no one looked down on him.

After breakfast, they left the auditorium and went to take a deformation lesson.

In the deformation class, Professor McGonagall asked them to turn a beetle into a button. Brian easily completed the deformation, and Professor McGonagall satisfied and added ten to Slythering.

In the following time, Brian opened his diary and chatted with Tom for a while.

"I'm at Slytherin College, which college are you at, Tom?"

"I used to be at Slytherin College, and it is undoubtedly the best college."

"Yes, it seems you are still my senior. I am taking the transformation class, but I have mastered the courses now. Tom, do you know how to turn something into a living creature? I have never understood this."

"I guess you're stuck in the part that makes it come alive?"

"Yes, I don't understand how to get it alive."

"You can use deformation to turn a living thing into a dead thing, and you can use reduction to turn it back into its original state, so how did it survive during deformation?"

"Well, this is indeed a problem." Brian pondered.

"In fact, in magic, especially in metamorphosis, you don't have to worry about whether it has life. Life and death are concepts you give them. In fact, you don't need to think so much. What you think it should be, and what it will be. I think the ultimate meaning of magic is that everything you want."

"The ultimate meaning of magic is that everything you want is fulfilled?" Brian repeated, thinking.

"Yes, you think that magic can turn something from life to death, from death to life, distort time and space, and do things that only the gods in Muggle's mouth can do."

"When we first awakened magic, we could do a lot of things easily? But as we grew up, this ability became easier to control, but we also lost the ability to almost achieve everything we wanted."

Brian knew this, for example, when Harry was not enrolled in school, he could easily make his hair grow overnight and turn a piece of glass away, but after going to school, he could only use his wand and could not easily do those things.

"So, in some magic, you can try to return to your childhood state and eliminate distractions and interference, which is sometimes more beneficial. I think we learn magic to ultimately master the ability to achieve everything we want." Tom is like a qualified professor, teaching his own insights.

Brian looked at the buttons that the beetle turned on his desk, and he gently waved his wand and turned it back into the beetle with reductionism. It crawled around the table.

"So, because I think it is still the original beetle after recovery and is alive, so it still has life?" Brian pondered for a while, then turned it into a button.

He waited for more than ten minutes until he felt that the beetle could not survive. He gently waved his wand to remove the transformation. The beetle lay on the table and was dead.

"I think it's dead, so it's really dead..." Brian pondered.

He pointed his wand at his quill, and with a gentle wave, the quill turned into a beetle that was the same. It circled around the table.

"Success!" Brian smiled happily and saw that his transformation skills on the system had improved to mastery level.

"So, Tom is such a treasure." Brian turned his eyes to the diary with a broken cover and pondered.

"Thank you, Tom, I made it! You are the best professor." Brian wrote on it.

The ink gradually disappeared and then combined into a sentence: "As a friend, I'm glad I helped you."

"I think I blame you wrongly. My name is Brian Foley, and I'm glad to know you. If it's not too late."

"Of course it's not too late, I'm glad to meet you." Tom wrote in beautiful style.

Seeing Draco poking his head over, Brian naturally closed the textbook and clamped the diary inside.

"What are you writing?" Draco poked the beetle running around the table with his magic wand.

"I'm taking notes." Brian smiled.

"I feel that your diary... looks familiar." Draco whispered.

"Don't the diary look like that," said Brian.

He decided to carry Tom's diary with him in the future. If someone stolen it one day, Brian would be so sad that he could eat the table. That would be stupid.

Draco didn't comment, and waved his wand and turned the beetle on the table into a crooked and unknown object.

In the following time, Brian practiced his newly learned transformation with various gadgets, and watched the beetle turned into by the quill gradually return to its original state.

When class was about to end, Crab waved his wand impatiently, and finally his beetle exploded, spewing out of thin air with a foul green juice, splashing the entire classroom.

Professor McGonagall smeared the juice splashed on the corners of his eyes in anger and deducted Slytherin ten.

“Clean up.”

Brian cleaned his clothes, books, and Tom's diary, and almost spit out breakfast when he was disgusted.
Chapter completed!