Back at his seat, Dwight looked thoughtfully at Harry's figure.
He was able to deduce that his memories had been influenced—naturally, because he knew he had no real connection to his family.
Originally, Dwight had planned to search for them, and the most direct clue besides Snape was himself.
He had tried very hard to recall his childhood memories, but the result was a complete blank.
Not a single image remained—his mind was wiped clean.
After his conversation with Dumbledore, Dwight became even more certain: someone, maybe himself or another, had modified his memories for a specific reason.
The situation might even be similar to Harry's.
Clearly, Dumbledore knew the reason behind Harry's condition.
In the original book, Dumbledore arranged for Harry to walk to his death to destroy Voldemort once and for all.
And now, the soul fragments inside Harry's body were showing signs of awakening.
To suppress them, Dumbledore had temporarily erased Harry's memory of being attacked by the Killing Curse the day before.
This method wasn't wrong.
Dwight could only hope Harry's mind wouldn't suffer any side effects from this tampering.
He didn't have the power to influence the situation right now anyway.
Dwight thought grimly, If Harry really fell under Voldemort's control...
"That would be the third generation of the Dark Lord, wouldn't it?"
Thinking about this, Dwight couldn't help but laugh softly.
It's fine. Dumbledore is watching. How could such a thing happen?
Still, Dumbledore's habit of being cryptic left Dwight feeling powerless and furious.
He decided to stop thinking about these things and focused on adjusting his breathing, practicing Zen meditation.
Time passed quickly.
Soon, a large number of students flooded into the classroom.
Many came over to greet Dwight, patting him on the shoulder with friendly enthusiasm.
Dwight could only smile wryly in response.
He hadn't actually dealt with any Dark Wizards last night!
During dinner at the auditorium and afterward in the common room, Dwight had explained the truth countless times.
But no one was willing to listen.
Fortunately, the misunderstanding worked to his advantage.
The attitude of the entire school toward Dwight had become extremely positive—especially the Gryffindors.
Now, whenever people looked at him, it was with admiration and sparkling eyes.
No one wanted to cause trouble for him anymore.
Still, it was exhausting to constantly have students surrounding him, asking endless questions.
Dwight eventually gave up explaining.
He just smiled, nodded, and answered "Um" to everything.
Ding dong!
The class bell rang.
The crowd dispersed instantly, everyone rushing back to their seats.
Professor McGonagall entered the classroom, wearing her signature dark green robe.
Dwight didn't immediately attempt to load Professor McGonagall's [Deformation Aberration].
Considering he still had to sit through class—and knowing that loading new entries could cause physical changes—he decided it was better to wait until practical training began.
"Good morning, students. I hope none of you were too affected by yesterday's events and can devote yourselves to today's study," Professor McGonagall said, her voice clear and powerful.
Her eyes swept the room, sharp yet kind.
Every student could feel her focused, almost reassuring gaze.
Dwight looked at Professor McGonagall and felt a wave of admiration.
Despite everything that had happened, she remained composed, energetic, and serious.
Her very presence made people feel safe, encouraged, and full of trust.
She raised her wand.
With a simple wave, today's main lesson appeared on the blackboard:
"How to Identify Animals Transformed by Wizards Using Transfiguration"
Dwight raised an eyebrow.
This wasn't material first-year students usually studied.
Sure enough, he noticed Hermione—seated at the table to his right—raising her hand high.
"Any questions, Miss Granger?"
Professor McGonagall nodded at Hermione.
"Professor, shouldn't this content be for later years? I didn't even see this chapter in A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration," Hermione asked, voicing the confusion felt by all the students.
Dwight already understood the reason:
The professors were trying to boost vigilance against infiltration from the Tindalos Cult.
"Good question, Miss Granger," McGonagall nodded.
"This material is indeed covered starting in third-year in Intermediate Transfiguration, but given the circumstances, we believe everyone should begin mastering this skill now. Now, let's begin."
Clearly, she didn't want to discuss the situation further.
She waved Hermione to sit down and launched into the lesson.
In more modern terms, Transfiguration works by altering the molecular structure of objects.
But such changes aren't always perfect.
Sometimes, parts of the original form remain—these are called "residual characteristics."
For example:Eyes — Transfigured animals often have unusually bright or unnatural eyes, lacking the reflection and luster of real animals.Behavior, body temperature, sound, lifespan, etc., could also reveal a disguised form.Still, Dwight mused, these tips wouldn't help much against the Cult of Tindalos.
They used microscopic structural transfiguration.
If they mastered a creature's full biological structure, their transformations could be near flawless.
Dwight yawned, bored by the theory—until something clicked in his mind:
Lifespan?
Hiss!
"That's right! I almost forgot about him," Dwight thought, turning sharply toward Ron and Harry's seats.
Ron looked half-asleep, his head bobbing.
Harry, by contrast, was wide awake, intently taking notes—probably still stung by yesterday's fainting incident and desperate to improve.
Peter Pettigrew! Dwight realized.
He had completely forgotten about the danger lurking in Ron's pocket.
Pettigrew, a Death Eater, had played a vital role in Voldemort's resurrection.
Too many things had distracted Dwight until now.
He decided firmly:
"Deal with him along with Quirrell. No more delay."
Pettigrew wasn't very strong—just greedy and fearful.
Dwight felt confident he could capture him easily with a bit of preparation.
The theoretical lesson wrapped up faster than expected.
But instead of moving on to practical Transfiguration exercises, Professor McGonagall made a surprising announcement:
"We will have a quiz now. This material is extremely important.
Anyone who fails will attend my office tonight for extra tutoring," she said gravely.
"And," she added, "this is a special enchanted paper. Anyone attempting to cheat will be immediately detected."
Hearing that, Ron's face collapsed in despair.
Neville looked so pale he might faint on the spot.
Among all the students, only Dwight and Hermione looked calm.
Hermione even seemed excited—eager to test herself.
As for Dwight, he had memorized everything after hearing it once—probably thanks to his golden entry [King of Exams].
When the test papers were handed out, Dwight glanced at the questions.
The answers surged into his mind like a flood.
Suddenly, the hand holding his quill began to move involuntarily.
Dwight took a deep breath and started writing.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The scratching of the quill against the parchment echoed through the silent classroom.
Students looked up one by one.
Dwight sat there, furiously scribbling.
The sheer force of his writing distorted his expression.
The quill danced so fast it seemed like smoke might start pouring out.
Everyone was stunned.
Ron rubbed his eyes hard.
"I'm not dreaming, right?" he muttered.
"This writing speed is faster than a typewriter," Dean whispered.
Incredibly, most students hadn't even finished writing the second question—and Dwight had already completed the entire paper!
He finally stopped after about fifteen minutes.
His parchment was crammed from top to bottom—almost no blank space remained.
Trembling slightly, Dwight put down the quill, which by now was emitting green smoke.
Everyone stared at him in shock.
Dwight blinked at the dense paper in front of him, equally astonished.
He hadn't been consciously writing—the answers had just poured out automatically.
"Did... did I really do this?"
He touched the parchment.
It was still warm.
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