Professor McGonagall was so angry that she waved her wand, and the fountain poured out, quickly extinguishing the flames on Eloise's head.

After McLagan missed, he stood in his seat. Heaven may not be ahead, but hell must be by his side.

Professor McGonagall gave him a death gaze, and the expression seemed to turn him into a mouse.

Elloise was equally angry. She had her hair for a summer and was burned into a plain by a match.

She looked at McLagan as if she was about to chew on his head and Avada!

Professor McGonagall said sternly: "Mr. McClagan, because of you, Gryffindor deducted five points!"

Hearing Professor McGonagall's deductions, all the Gryffindor wizards glared at McLagan, as if they were going to make a slit into his crotch.

You know, Gryffindor's current college scores are already negative!

Aloise started crying. There was no girl who didn't like beauty, even though she didn't look very good before.

Professor McGonagall comforted with heartache: "It's okay, there is hair growth potion in Pomfrey, and it will be reproduced and grown in just one night."

She turned into a big red hat with a moving lion's head on it.

The hat was worn on Eloise's head, covering the hair that was gnawed by the hags, and Katie Bell walked towards the school hospital with her.

Professor McGonagall also whispered to tell Katie to walk the stairs with few people.

Five minutes later, the get out of class was finally over.

Professor McGonagall kept William.

"Professor McGonagall, what are you asking for me?" All the students were exposed, William asked.

"Mr. Stark, you're going to be fast in the transformation." Professor McGonagall said carefully.

"According to the previous teaching progress, most students have to complete the project of changing matches into needles, and it will take one and a half months to start school."

"That is to say, you are at least six weeks ahead of other students. I want to know, have you previewed during the summer vacation?"

William nodded honestly: "Yes, I've learned it myself."

William did not want to create the illusion that he was very talented in Transformation, because he was indeed not a genius in this regard.

"How long did it take?" asked Professor McGonagall.

"More than half a month."

The surprise in Professor McGonagall's eyes faded.

More than half a month, of course, he is excellent among his peers, but he is definitely not a genius.

This speed is better than that of an ordinary little wizard, but compared to a genius who can complete deformation within a few days of contact, it is a huge difference!

It’s not that she was boasting. She completed the transformation in one day. She finished the transformation textbook for the sixth grade in the third grade. Before graduation, she won the most promising newcomer award for contemporary transformation!

It's really more talent than the transformation... McGonagall is really not afraid of anyone.

Professor McGonagall originally thought that William was also a wizard with great talent in transfiguration, but now it seems that this is not the case.

But the appreciation in her eyes did not decrease, but instead became more.

"There are not many wizards who can calm down and study hard at this age.

Such a strong desire for knowledge, Mr. Stark, I know why you were assigned to Ravenclaw."

Professor McGonagall continued: “Hurchpatch once said, ‘Diligence is the greatest driving force for wizards to make progress’.

Diligence plus wisdom, Mr. Stark, you will definitely become the outstanding Ravenclaw in the future, but unfortunately... the Sorting Hat should give you to Gryffindor's."

"Just call me William, professor." William smiled and said, "The Sorting Hat has indeed considered this way."

"I never think that a wizard has only a single quality, and many children have the characteristics of four major academies." Professor McGonagall blinked and smiled sly: "The Sorting Hat once thought about assigning me to Ravenclaw."

"It's a pity that Ravenclaw lost a prominent witch because of this." William said.

Professor McGonagall laughed, and patted William on the shoulder and said, "I don't want to compete with Fleeve for the dean of Ravenclaw.

OK, if you don’t know anything, you can ask me.”

William nodded: "I will, Cedric has suggested me like this."

Professor McGonagall was surprised and said, "I remember... William, you are from a Muggle?"

"Yes, Cedric and I met at Ollivander's Wand Store during the summer vacation, and learned a lot from him during the holidays," William explained.

"Ollivander's wand shop... I advised that kid not to put too much energy on wand making, it is a waste of his talent." Professor McGonagall shook his head.

It can be seen that she doesn't quite agree with the industry of making magic wands.

“However, Cedric is indeed one of the best geniuses in transfiguration among the students I have taught.

The last one who is so talented is James more than ten years ago..."

Professor McGonagall sighed.

"James..." William remembered the conflict in the school hospital, and Professor Tywin mentioned the name James.

"James Porter, a student of Gryffindor, died at the hands of the mysterious man." Professor McGonagall said sadly.

Potter...William knows who this is, the father of the famous Harry Potter.

William asked: "Professor McGonagall, ask you something, Professor Snape and Professor Tywin, were they classmates before?"

Professor McGonagall nodded, "I am a classmate, but not a student from the same academy."

"Have there ever been any conflict between them?"

Professor McGonagall wondered, "Why do you ask such a question?"

William did not tell the conflict at the school hospital, but just replied vaguely: "I think the relationship between the two seems to be not very good."

Professor McGonagall said seriously: "William, there is no conflict between the professors. Your task is to study hard."

William nodded, he didn't dare to say it or continue asking, because Professor McGonagall gave him a stern look.

Fortunately, in addition to Professor McGonagall, William has other people to inquire.

That was an old man who had been in Hogwarts for fifty years, probably knowing the school more than most professors!

The strongest nail owner is not just a casual talk.

...

...

On Thursday morning, Professor Snape was finally discharged from the hospital.

But his troubles didn't stop.

With Snape's discharge from the hospital, rumors of his confession began to spread in the school.

At the beginning, it was no longer possible to test which academy or a little wizard revealed it from the mouth of the little wizard, but overnight, it seemed that everyone knew the content of the confession letter, as if they had seen it with their own eyes!

Professor Snape began to get busy, squinted his eyes, trying to find the mastermind behind his rumors.

He scattered all his anger on the other three academies, and deducted more than a hundred points in a few days, especially Gryffindor.

Relying on William's early advantages, Ravenclaw College still maintains its leading position.

Gryffindor was in trouble. They had already galloped towards the record of the lowest score in the college, and they were galloping forever.

Professor Snape did nothing wrong. His intuition was correct. It was indeed a rumor spread by Gryffindor.

The letter was written by the Weasley brothers.

At a dinner one day, Lee Jordan even hired an owl and gave Professor Snape a set of...Lolita skirts.

The name of Snape's women's clothing giant spread like wildfire!

I'm the separator of the women's clothing guy

(Professor Snape: Come and vote for recommendations, I can send you my women's clothing photos, dynamic!)
Chapter completed!