He waved his hands to the two of them. The two brothers looked out of place, but they were quite reliable when something happened.
Arriving on the second floor, Hermione was slowly moving in the corridor.
Throughout the school year, Ani taught the first-year wizards the art of transfiguration, so Hermione didn't have much interaction with Professor McGonagall. I wonder if she will be called "Little McGonagall" by her classmates in the future. p>
Hearing the rapid footsteps behind her, the little witch's shoulders shook violently, and she turned her head as if she was frightened. She breathed a sigh of relief when she discovered it was Harry.
"Professor McGonagall returned to the office after dinner. I thought I would meet you on the way." Hermione looked nervous, and following Professor McGonagall always made her feel like there was something wrong in her mind.
"I went to the fourth floor to take a look. Lu Wei was quite energetic. The Philosopher's Stone should still be there." Harry ran to the fourth floor for some reason, as if he had a feeling that he would meet Ani there.
"Oh, my god, you opened the door? You are so brave." Thinking of that time she broke into the three-headed dog's territory, Hermione was still a little scared.
"Actually, it's nothing. I just took a look outside the door. By the time Lu Wei reacted, I had already closed the door." Harry didn't know why, but he was extra bold today.
"That's awesome, I wouldn't dare to do that." Hermione patted her chest, as if she was the one who did it, and then asked, "Are we going to find Professor McGonagall?"
"Of course, I can't think of any other way now. If I don't do anything, the Philosopher's Stone will be gone when I wake up tomorrow." To be honest, Harry was a little scared of Professor McGonagall. Like Snape, no matter how naughty he was,
students will become more honest around her.
"Okay, let's go together. Professor McGonagall didn't come out after entering the office." Hermione said and led Harry towards the office of the Director of Transfiguration.
Arriving outside Professor McGonagall's office, Hermione knocked politely on the door, and a moment later a neatly dressed witch with a serious face appeared in front of them.
"Miss Granger, Mr. Potter, what do you want from me?" Professor McGonagall was a little confused. She couldn't figure out why the two of them were here.
"McGonagall, Professor McGonagall, can you take us to see Principal Dumbledore? We have something very important to tell him."
Professor McGonagall looked at Harry and Hermione carefully, with some disapproval in her heart. Some children will regard trivial things like this as extremely important, but in fact, except themselves, who cares?
I hope they are not two of them, but even if the matter is really important, she can't take them to Dumbledore.
Thinking of the bad principal who escaped in the morning, Mag felt a little angry, and the letters from parents gave her a headache.
Dumbledore was so good that he left without even a pat on the butt.
Just saying this once would not make her so angry. The most important thing is that this is not the first time Dumbledore has done this.
Whether it is wrangling with the Ministry of Magic or dealing with those difficult school board meetings, the first person to get out of trouble when trouble occurs is always a well-known and unknown headmaster who is most responsible and qualified to handle these matters. Professor McGonagall hates dealing with these troubles and worries that too many things will make her prematurely old.
As for what age group she was born in 1935...
Tsk, the age classification for wizards is different from that for Muggles!
In short, our cat queen will never admit that she has entered the ranks of the elderly.
Absolutely not!
Never!
"Ahem." As his thoughts were wandering, he suddenly remembered that there were two students standing in front of him. The professor coughed awkwardly, "Sorry, Principal Dumbledore went out early in the morning, and I can't contact him now."<
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Hearing this, the ominous premonition in Harry's heart became stronger and stronger. Even Professor Dumbledore had left. It was a good opportunity to steal the Philosopher's Stone. Snape or another person would never let go of such a good opportunity. p>
Regardless of how Professor McGonagall would react, Harry just wanted to grasp at every straw that could keep the Sorcerer's Stone.
After telling his conjecture, looking at his dean's even more solemn face, Harry knew that his words had not had the desired effect.
"Mr. Potter." McGonagall looked at the boy in front of her with some displeasure. She preferred children who obeyed the rules, although there were not many such people in her academy.
And being able to know the existence of the Philosopher's Stone, it is obvious that he violated the ban issued by Dumbledore when he started school.
Moreover, the statement just now was all based on his one-sided words, without any factual basis, and was entirely the man's own imagination.
She was indeed a little angry after hearing that Harry fainted under Snape's poisonous tongue. It was too much to treat a child like this.
But McGonagall didn't think this was a reason to slander a professor. She knew that Dumbledore trusted Snape very much, and she also knew that the Potions Professor had a deep relationship with Harry's mother.
During the time when Lily died, Snape looked like a zombie. Even in the first few years when Snape became Head of Slytherin, Professor McGonagall never saw a second thought on his face.
an expression.
She neither believed that Snape would steal the Philosopher's Stone, nor that he would conspire to harm a young wizard at school.
"Mr. Potter, if you can't give up promoting inappropriate remarks, then it is necessary to sober up in a closed room. Perhaps a quiet thinking space can remind you of how to respect a person who imparts knowledge." p>
"I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall. I don't think Harry meant any harm. Thank you for your enlightenment. I will try to persuade him when I get back." Seeing that Harry was about to defend himself, Hermione quickly took over the topic, and after a few words, she hurriedly said
Escape.
"Hermione, what are you doing? Things are not what she imagined at all." Harry wanted to break away from Hermione's arm, but unfortunately after the little witch became serious, it was difficult for him to do so because he was thinner than his peers.<
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Miss Know-It-All is already 10 months older than him, and girls develop faster than boys at this age. Harry's two advantages over human males - strength and size - are not comparable to Hermione at this time.
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Hermione didn't stop until she reached the stairs, holding on to the railing and bending over to gasp. Although she had been exercising moderately under her father's advice, it was too strenuous to pull someone to run fast, especially when that person was still
Not cooperative.
Harry's condition was better. His breathing was not as severe as Hermione's. I don't know if it was because of the strenuous exercise or because he was being dragged around by a little witch but couldn't break free. His little face turned red.
"Harry, if you continued to contradict Professor McGonagall just now, she will definitely shut you up tonight, and nothing will be done." After a moment of pause, the little witch leaned on the railing and explained to her friend.
"This is not a contradiction, this is a fact."
Harry muttered quietly, but did not continue to dwell on the issue.
He knew Hermione was right. If she hadn't dragged him away, the outcome would have been even worse.