However illogical the thought of an eleven-year-old girl caring for a toad-man might seem to the outside world, it made perfect sense to Flora. Once she advanced in her Transfiguration studies enough to return him to his human state, she would open a foundation to fund research into all the unclaimed toads in pet shops - and only then would she be touted as one Magical Britain's great philanthropists! (Maybe she'd call it "Toads To Toes" or maybe - even better - she'd find a way to pay homage to Mama...but in a way that did not associate her with toads.)
"I wonder if transfiguring a man back to a toad only changes his...shell," she said, holding the creature up to the light to examine him closer. "Would I need to transfigure his brain back separately? Or would I need to somehow manage it all at once?" she pondered aloud, all the while rotating Mr. Afton in her hands (at one point even holding the poor toad upside down!).
A bright smile across her lips, Flora promptly readjusted the toad in her hands and looked up at her Papa. "Oh, I shall certainly send you updates throughout the year to update you on my progress!" she promised.
"I wonder if transfiguring a man back to a toad only changes his...shell," she said, holding the creature up to the light to examine him closer. "Would I need to transfigure his brain back separately? Or would I need to somehow manage it all at once?" she pondered aloud, all the while rotating Mr. Afton in her hands (at one point even holding the poor toad upside down!).
A bright smile across her lips, Flora promptly readjusted the toad in her hands and looked up at her Papa. "Oh, I shall certainly send you updates throughout the year to update you on my progress!" she promised.
