The original picture frame became a door.

Kyle pressed the door handle... and with a "click", the door opened.

Behind the door was a room that was not much bigger than the Transfiguration classroom, but there were far fewer people sitting inside than during class.

Including Professor McGonagall and Kyle himself, there are exactly ten people... On average, only two people in a grade can join Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration Club.

Such a huge disparity in ratio shows how strict Professor McGonagall's standards are in selecting members.

As soon as Kyle walked into the room, there was a burst of warm applause from inside... The person sitting at the outermost edge clapped the most enthusiastically.

"Cedric?"

After seeing the man's appearance clearly, Kyle subconsciously said, "When you left the common room, didn't you say you were going to the kitchen to get something to eat?"

"Um... sorry, Kyle."

Cedric scratched his hair and said sheepishly, "Professor McGonagall didn't let me tell you."

"It is indeed me who asked him to keep it secret... This is also to prevent him from giving you some clues or hints."

Professor McGonagall smiled and said, "Finding the entrance to the club on your own is the first test.

Now it seems that you have done a good job, please sit down."

Professor McGonagall pointed to an empty seat not far away.

There was only one round table in the room. Everyone sat around it. There was an empty seat next to Cedric and Percy...obviously it was prepared for Kyle.

But when Kyle walked over, he found that there was only a low square stool here, which looked like a small stool.

The others, however, were seated in chairs with wide backs and velvet cushions.

Plus the looks from those around who were just watching the fun.

Kyle understood instantly. Without a doubt, this must be the second test.

If his Transfiguration skill was not up to par, he would have to sit on a low square stool and attend classes with the others.

But of course this won't happen.

Kyle took out his wand and waved it lightly, and the original square stool turned into a brand new velvet back chair, exactly the same as the others.

There was another round of applause from all around, and some senior students began to introduce themselves to Kyle.

This means that they officially accepted Kyle as a member of the club.

Among these people, there is only one person from the third and fourth grades, namely Kyle and Cedric.

There were two Slytherins and one Ravenclaw in the fifth year, but Kyle didn't know any of them.

In addition to Percy, the other sixth grader was the Ravenclaw prefect, Penelope Cruvatte... She was also the first one to introduce herself to Kyle.

The rest is seventh grade.

…

After Kyle sat down, Professor McGonagall waved her wand and a copy of "Today's Transfiguration" appeared in front of everyone.

"I got the latest issue of the magazine in advance, and this is what we will discuss today." Professor McGonagall said, "You can choose an article that interests you the most and share your thoughts on it."

"Okay, Professor McGonagall!" everyone said.

Afterwards, the only sound in the classroom was the sound of flipping pages.

Unlike classes, the club is more about students discussing with each other and exchanging their understanding and opinions.

Professor McGonagall's role is to make sure everyone is thinking in the right direction and to help push them forward when they get stuck.

The atmosphere of learning in the room was very intense, and the most heated discussions were among the fifth and sixth grades, centered around Percy.

Percy expressed a lot of his own views and understandings, and he seemed to be preparing to publish an article on this topic before graduation.

"Transfiguration Today" has a Most Promising Newcomer Award for young wizards who have not yet graduated from Hogwarts.

That's what Percy went for.

As a professional academic journal, this award is of great value. If he can get it, it will be of great help to him in joining the Ministry of Magic after graduation.

…

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when the Transfiguration Club ended.

After Professor McGonagall had made her final summary and focused on answering some questions, everyone left the room on the eighth floor and headed towards their respective common rooms.

"How does it feel..." Cedric asked on the way back.

"It's very rewarding and efficient." Kyle glanced at the pieces of parchment in his hand. "It would be even better if we could come here every day."

"Professor McGonagall probably doesn't think so." Cedric laughed, "She doesn't have that much time."

"I know……"

The two walked all the way to the kitchen corridor.

Before entering the common room, Kyle suddenly looked at Cedric and said seriously, "Mr. Diggory, do you want to go to the kitchen to get something to eat? I can wait for you."

"Hey, don't be like that."

Cedric looked a little embarrassed, "It was really Professor McGonagall who asked me to keep it a secret, and I couldn't help it.

Besides, I believe that the painting will not be difficult for you."

"I'm honored to receive such a high evaluation from you." Kyle glanced at him, "But Professor McGonagall also said that no night walks are allowed. How could you have forgotten this sentence when you followed us to the Forbidden Forest before?"

"That's different..." Cedric argued, "I'm... watching you, protecting you... from Filch."

"Do you believe this?" Kyle said unhappily.

"Okay... I don't believe it." Cedric sighed, "Then if I buy you a butterbeer, can you forget about it?"

Kyle raised an eyebrow and said, "...You still want to take Fred and George's jobs?"

"Then what should I do?" Cedric said helplessly.

"How about this..." Kyle thought for a moment, "All you have to do is shout out that the Wimbourne Wasps are the best Quidditch team, and I'll forgive you."

"You're dreaming!"

Cedric's expression changed immediately. "That bunch of idiots should be at the bottom of the league. They don't understand the art of Quidditch at all."

"In fact... the Hornets are ranked second in the league this year." Kyle said with a smile: "The Cannons are at the bottom."

"That's only temporary..." Cedric said with a firm expression, "I believe they will be able to catch up and regain their former glory!"

"If being at the bottom for 30 years can be considered temporary, then maybe they can catch up."

Kyle shrugged. "Only in fifty years... or even longer, a hundred years?"

"Ha, let's wait and see... who of us will have the last laugh."

Cedric tapped the barrel with his wand and walked in without looking back.

…

(End of this chapter)