Following Professor McGonagall, walking through the magical corridors of Hogwarts, the muttering and various portraits around her no longer had the magical feeling they used to have. Uneasiness, uneasiness, and curiosity occupied Hermione's entire heart.
, she didn’t know what she was about to face.
Chance?
what chance?
What on earth is it that a powerful wizard like Professor McGonagall calls him an opportunity? Do I have more luck and talent than Harry, the savior?
Hermione didn't dare to think about this aspect. Hermione's talent was indeed not low. Compared with Harry and Voldemort, it was still far behind. This was the natural advantage brought by the bloodline of the wizarding world.
Hogwarts Principal's Office Hermione has only studied some content in the history of Hogwarts, and this is her first time here. Like the lounges of the four major houses of Hogwarts, special passwords are required to enter.
At the door of the principal's office was a huge stone monster, which Hermione thought was hideous and weird.
"Cockroach Pile" Professor McGonagall said the password to the stone monster, and the stone monster automatically moved away. Its north door is a door with an automatic spiral staircase inside.
Walking up the stairs, you will find the principal's office door at the top. The oak door is shiny, with a brass door knocker in the shape of a griffon.
The copper ring seemed to be old. Hermione looked at the copper ring for a moment, and she felt that the copper ring seemed to be able to come to life on its own, just like the stone monster at the door.
Opening the door, McGonagall took Hermione into the principal's office. The office was spacious and beautiful, a circular room. The walls were covered with portraits of the old male and female principals. In broad daylight, they were all posing quietly in their respective frames.
Snoring, Hermione expressed concern about the mental state of these old headmasters.
There was also a huge table in the office with claw-shaped legs. There were some special silverware and a huge basin. Hermione didn't recognize the pensieve and just took a look at it.
Standing on the shelf behind the door is the nest of the phoenix Fawkes. At this time, Fawkes is not on the shelf, but on Dumbledore's shoulder. It is staring at Garfield with very vigilant eyes.
As a magical creature, even if its bloodline is not pure, it knows that Garfield is not as simple as the cute fat cat he appears to be.
Danger
extreme danger
It can tear everything apart easily.
Compared to Fox's nervousness, the Sorting Hat seemed very calm. He and Garfield had known each other for more than a day or two. Even if you couldn't read Garfield's mind, you could know Garfield's personality through your own observation and understanding.
What's more, cats will never be interested in a hat with an open mouth and a broken hat.
In addition to the Sorting Hat, Gryffindor's sword is also hanging in the principal's office. Garfield is a little interested in this sword. It can disappear from a certain place and then reappear, and can also run out of the Sorting Hat.
.Gryffindor has put a lot of effort into the hat and sword.
"Headmaster, King Garfield, Miss Granger is here." McGonagall pushed Hermione, who was a little overwhelmed, in front of a man and a cat. Knowing that Hermione had made some progress, McGonagall put her hand on Hermione's shoulder.
Comfort her.
With Professor McGonagall behind her, Hermione felt relieved a lot. At this time, her smart little head had time to think about the problem. He knew Dumbledore, the greatest human white wizard in history.
King Garfield has clear records and photos in the modern history of wizards and a section of Hogwarts school history. The chubby orange cat, the magic of the artifact and the unique thoughts all indicate the power of this orange cat. And hey
The Claw Group spans both the Muggle world and the wizarding world.
'You are the one...'
Garfield nodded, "I am the orange cat you are thinking of."
Hearing Garfield's voice, Hermione remembered the devil's voice she heard in the dungeon toilet, the devil-like dark creature she thought was lurking in Hogwarts.
(⊙o⊙)…
If that voice is that of Garfield, doesn't it prove that it's time to lie and Principal Dumbledore should have known about it~!
Hermione suddenly had a feeling of despair. It should have been known that she was crying in the toilet, and that she was lying. If there was a gap in the ground at this time, Hermione would like to get into it.
Her heart was beating loudly, and Hermione's little face turned red, red, and she lowered her head slightly in embarrassment.
McGonagall, Dumbledore and Garfield all observed Hermione's abnormal expression. For this kind of child, Garfield said that he was very cute and really wanted to take him as his apprentice.
"Miss Granger, there is something I need to ask your opinion about first," Dumbledore said slowly in his low and kind tone.
Hearing Dumbledore calling her, Hermione raised her head, looked at Dumbledore, and then at Garfield. There was a confused look on her face, "Headmaster Dumbledore, what's the matter? I was
Even if I lied yesterday, you wouldn't have fired me, right?"
Hermione is still worried about this, what a lovely child.
Dumbledore pushed up his glasses with a smile and shook his head to appease Hermione, "I already know what happened yesterday, Miss Granger. Your courage and magic level have been praised by King Garfield. White lies can sometimes be used."
"Yes." When Dumbledore said this, Hermione felt relieved.
"Principal, what's going on?"
Dumbledore pushed up his glasses, pointed at Garfield, and said to Hermione, "My friend, I plan to accept a smart witch as my apprentice. I wonder if Miss Granger has any plans in this regard."
"What~!" Hermione couldn't help but exclaimed, "Oh my God, Principal, are you kidding me?" Being favored by a legendary figure and accepted as a disciple was something that only existed in fantasy.
On herself? She couldn't believe it.
Dumbledore smiled at Hermione and said, "Just follow the legends written in the novel, right? If I had encountered this situation when I was eleven years old, I would have thought the same way. But Miss Granger today
It's not April Fool's Day, and I'm not joking. I wonder if you would like it?"
Are you willing?
Needless to say, naturally she agreed. Hermione's little head nodded: "Yes, I am willing to be the principal, but King Garfield, my talent is not that good and I am not smart, why choose me?"
not smart
Garfield couldn't help but smile. In the entire HP story, how many people can be as smart as Hermione?
After calling Hermione to his side, Garfield put his paw on Hermione's little hand, "Little Hermione..."
