Chapter 258: Regulus Is Pretty Decent [bonus]
Regulus noticed it. Sirius's magic, wild and churning a moment ago, smoothed out all at once and gathered toward a single point.
Not bad. He hasn't been wasting all his time messing around.
Sirius leveled his wand at the sponge on the desk.
The sponge began to change. The transformation started from the inside, the structural shift pressing outward from the core.
Shape followed. Grey-white darkened to brown, edges drew inward, four legs sprouted from the base, a tail curled upward.
A squirrel crouched on the desk, fur bristling, tail high, forepaws raised. Its black eyes flicked side to side, head tilting to study the room.
It hopped off the desk, scurried two steps across the floor, and stopped.
Sirius continued. A tap of the wand and the squirrel stretched, wings unfurling from its back, body reshaping into a bird.
A starling, pale grey feathers, circled the office once and landed back on the desk with two sharp chirps.