Rebirth of Lady Morgana

As the years passed, Animagus Transformations

Through the years:

Morgana had, of course started her years of training at the tender age of five. She had quickly become immersed in the rigorous training regime that the founders and Merlin had made for her. When she began her days were always meticulously scheduled, each Founder imparting their unique wisdom and skills to her.
They were all determined to ensure that Morgana honed her magical prowess and that her knowledge grew exponentially by the time she had to go back to her time. Being raised and shaped by their diverse teachings and caring hands was a source of pure joy for her. These loving and protective figures that she was honored of calling her family had worked tirelessly to help her perfect everything she could.

Row's sessions were always a unique blend of intellectual rigor and mystical insight. For Astrology, some nights, would be spent sitting with Morgana beneath the night sky, pointing out constellations and explaining their influence on magic and life, others were spent redrawing the night sky from Morgana's eidetic memory with as many details as possible.
The ancient runes course, was another area of Morganas dedicated focus. Her Auntie Row's methodical approach to helping her to unlock all of the mysteries that had been encoded into these symbols, would usually find them in a deep conversations about how many different uses and properties each new combination had.

Her arithmancy and warding classes had the skills becoming second nature over the years, Rowena had also found Morgana to be naturally proficient at crafting intricate spells.
Divination, though it had been challenging with her gift, was opening Morgana's mind to more of the myriad possibilities that her Seer gift could reveal of the future. The Raven Lady was also sure to teach her heir how to read the subtle signs and subtext of the things she saw that others might miss.

Ric's lessons were lively, intense and physically grueling. Transfiguration required not just magical skill but a deeper and more intrinsic understanding of the way the magic worked.
Human transfiguration was an even higher level of skill, one which Morgana strove to use perfectly. Especially, when it came to practicing to change into her Animagus forms. That was something that she had had to start working on finding her natural forms within her through intense meditation. Having to become so intimately connected to her core, and how her power flowed. So she had begun training when she was six not long after Corra had hatched.
Her defensive magic and dueling training had been working her core to its limits, they had pushed beyond her boundaries, expanding and stretching it like they would a muscle. Godric would always tell her that her magic was like any other part of her, without pushing herself and stretching past what she thought was possible, then she would never truly be able to use magic properly to its full potential. His barrage of fast paced training was designed to hone and sharpen her reflexes and rapid strategic thinking whilst under pressure, whether she was wielding her magic wandlessly or with the wand they let her borrow while waiting for hers, Sal had promised to specifically craft one that would answer to her, and her alone.
She fell in love with engaging in her hand-to-hand combat training lessons with Ric, finding it invigorating and a very good method to release any pent up tensions.
Her weapons training with swords, daggers, and quarterstaffs had honed her precision and physical strength. Pushing her endurance until she could train for hours without breaking much of a sweat, and not long after, they had begun to make her training course more challenging because she had been advancing in leaps and bounds, even beyond where they thought she would be, even as a magical prodigy.
It was her flying lesson's though, both on brooms and magical creatures, that gave her a real sense of freedom and control over her fate, with Godric happily and carefully teaching her how to navigate through the skies with unparalleled ease.

Helga's teachings were, very much like her, nurturing and practical.
Delving into the deep roots of herbology, had intricately linked Morgana to the natural world around them, on a much deeper level. Helga was constantly revealing the many and wondrous secrets of all magical plants. Teaching about their anatomy, and how far ingrained a proper understanding of herbology was with other classes, especially Morgana's favourite- Potions, had made the young witch even more excited to learn more.
Healing had been teaching her how to use almost anything that was around her at any time, to help mend wounds and soothe pain, 'an essential skill for any witch or wizard worth their grain.' Helga had told her. She couldn't help but agree with that.
Learning to cook, both with and without magic, was always a comforting and creative outlet, as it would allow her time to just sit, wind down, and talk about her lessons and life peacefully with the one person she saw more and more as her mother figure.
Meanwhile, even though she found household charms to make everyday tasks efficient and effortless, Helga still made sure Morgana knew what it was like to work with her hands as well. Frequently claiming that if you forgot where she had come from- how she had started- then Morgana would never be able to fully appreciate where she was now.
The care of magical creatures lessons had done wonders to help foster a deeper respect and understanding of magical beings around them. Though Helga mainly focused on ones like unicorns, kneazles, and nifflers, preferring to teach about all of the different and dangerous levels of the magical world with Ric and Sal's help. But the ones with just Helga did add another layer to Morgana's comprehensive and exceptionally well rounded magical education.