The white raven glided back toward the chair with force, sending it spinning as it landed on the arm of the seat. But as it turned back, Leander was also back to a human, sitting down properly. "White ravens are extremely rare so if you see one flying around, please don't hunt it down—chances are, it's me," he started to say. "I hated my animagus form, actually—and for good reasons. One, it's rather difficult to pass myself off as a normal bird, to conceal or blend in. Two, it's a rare specie so it makes me extra susceptible to predation. And three? I hated flying." Ironic that he ends up with a bird, isn't it? "But as I've said, we don't have a choice with how we turn out. I thought my animagus mark would be my dimples yet, as you've seen, it was not." Leander gave a wry smile and then straightened up on his seat, preparing to share a couple of personal details. He's normally a private sort but he'd believed that he can help the students understand this more and in turn, make the process they were about to undergo easier. "I hated flying all because of a simple accident: I had fallen off a broom as a child. That was one time although it was enough to scar me, especially since it left me with a snapped leg. It was perfectly healed years ago and yet, as one of you have noticed, it's represented in my animal form." That was not too uncommon. "That, of course, was one thing different but is not that noticeable."
He raised both hands up, fingers splaying out. "I have what is known as a hitchhiker's thumbs and it means that my thumbs are flexible and is capable of getting bent backwards up to a ninety-degree angle or so." Leander promptly demonstrated this, using his pointer finger to push both thumbs as far as he can get them—and he sincerely hoped none of them are too disturbed by it. "On my animal form, it's represented by the curling of my wingtips and that is what my animagus mark is, on the registry," he said before setting both hands down, shrugging. "Good luck on discovering what your marks are."
"Since we're on the matter of distinctions, every animagus is required to register with the Ministry of Magic. In this registration, you are required to declare your animal form and distinguishing markings and this registry is available to public viewing. The penalty for failing to register as an animagus is a sentence in Nurmengard." Yeah, no need to admit that it took him over half a decade to actually register himself. "That covers everything you must know about Animagus. Questions? Just ask." Leander paused to summon a new set of notes. "Without further ado, here is the simplified version of the steps on how to become animagi."
THE PROCESS
1. Hold a single mandrake leaf in your mouth for a full month (full moon to full moon)—no taking it off to eat or sleep or anything—and chanting daily, “Amato Animo Animato Animagus.” If it slips out or slips down, you need to start over.
2. On the next (visible) full moon, you must put the mandrake leaf in a phial within range of the moon's pure rays and then add in a strand of your hair, a silver teaspoon of dew that has not seen sunlight or untouched by any human feet for seven days, and a the chrysalis of a Death’s-Head Hawk Moth. Store it away in a quiet, dark place where it won’t be disturbed. If the moon is not too visible, you must begin again with the very first step.
3. Drink the potion during a lightning storm. Until then, you must recite the incantation at sunrise and sundown with your wand tip at your heart.