Celestia smiled at the Gryffindor and pulled up the navy blue sleeve of her robes to reveal a slender ebony wand holstered in place. She slid the wand out of its place and aimed it carefully at the teapot sitting squarely in the middle of the table that had wandered over. One nonverbal spell later and the tea was pouring out into each of the two blue patterned cups in equal measure.

"Ah. Well, this table was a gift from one of my Transfiguration professors at university. It has a long standing enchantment activated by a tiny degree of wandless magic. You simply gesture to where you want the table to go while focussing on the movement and destination whole heartedly," she explained with a grin. The table's enchantment would wear off eventually, of course, but Celestia still thought it was a really cool piece of magic. She couldn't ever keep a note of awe out of her voice when she spoke about the enchantment. The spell was unfortunately still beyond her own abilities -- she was much better with human Transfiguration and spells involving animals.

Celestia reholstered her wand and took a sip of tea before continuing, "Transfiguration can be useful in a number of different careers. Did you have something particular in mind?"