Wind howled through the cracks in the tower like lonely wolves across the tundra. A lone candle flickered in the corner behind mountains of books. Low whispers trailed through the air as sparks were emitted from an unkown source. A startled squeak sounded as the sparks became more frequent.

"Piggles, I think we have figured it out. He is more pumpkin this time than mouse!"
A young anthro girl said excitedly.

Serach had been practicing transfiguration for ages now with no progress. McGonagall was ready to chaulk her up to a failure. She was a whiz with potions, but she couldn't turn a mouse into a quill to save her life.

When would she ever use that anyways?

If she needed to use some form of trickery, she'd just make a polyjuice potion to take the form of someone different. She would never transfigure herself into another creature.

Squeak Squeak Squeak

The mouse protested the change more as his head slowly turned into a perky leaf ascending into the air from it's gourd-like body. She smiled confidently and felt quite full of herself as she beamed down at her handywork.

"I have done it Piggles, I have mastered transfiguration!"

A cough caught her by surprise.

"Miss Serach, WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT OF BED?!?!"

She slumped in the seat as her pumpkin made a loud POP and turned back into a mouse.

She may have mastered transfiguration...
But she also lost 10 points from Slytherin.

Her parents were going to kill her.

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