<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Transfiguration Classroom<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Everyone in the Classroom<br/><hr/>Hearing Inali speak with his answer Quen smiled.<strong>"Correct!  This wardrobe indeed does contain a wallet.  But Transfiguration is more than... turning a goose into a goblet.  It is change.  You can transform a rain of glass shards into sand.  It can be used in many aspects.  Okay, without further a-do Im going to go first.  For those of you just arriving.. well introductions can be made again later."</strong><br/><br/>Thomas flicked his wand and the lock unlatched and the door of the wardrobe opened.  A serious woman, in emerald robes stepped out.  She had her hair pulled in a tight bun and her stern expression and thin lips nearly made him shutter.  The form of his aunt stepped from the wardrobe.  Minerva McGonagall was all he had ever feared.  It wasn't so much her, but rather her disapproval.  He spoke the incantation<strong>"Riddikulus!</strong>and there was the sound of a whip cracking, leaving the form of what was a stern Minerva McGonagall, to become a Hippie McGonagall complete with flowery robes, large glasses, and peace signs.  All which was enough to let him crack up a bit.<br/><br/>He stepped back and said<strong>"Who is next!"</strong>allowing another student to step forward while the boggart itself became a shifting orb, images of fears standing out from its form as it shifted.