The Soul of Hogwarts Across Worlds

Chapter 298 Licensing
"Ron, and Melda, you two come with me."

After all, Professor McGonagall controlled the floating Peeves and walked upstairs.From the looks of it, the destination should be the principal's office.

Forehead?
Melda looked helpless, how could he be counted in it, he was just playing soy sauce this time.But for the sake of pleading with Ron, who was watching from the side, he followed suit.

The little wizards on both sides dispersed, and after a while the professor led them to the end of the spiral staircase.

In front of a gleaming oak door.

"Melda!"

"What's wrong?" Professor McGonagall called him suddenly, making Melda unable to react.

"No, I'm not calling you." Professor McGonagall said pretending to be serious.Seeing behind her, the brass door knocker in the shape of a griffin's head turned slowly, and after a while a staircase appeared in front of the three of them.

It's so funny!Headmaster Dumbledore!
Inside the office.

The old headmaster seemed to be reading a newspaper carefully.

Melda recognized it at a glance, it was the latest "Modern Wizards and Magic News" this week.

Not only Headmaster Dumbledore was flipping through that issue of the newspaper, but even the portraits of old male and female headmasters on the wall were also paying attention to that newspaper.It wasn't until Melda and the others walked in that they looked away, closing their eyes one by one, pretending to be asleep.

Hearing the sound, the old headmaster gently put down the newspaper in his hand, behind the half-moon-shaped eyes was a pair of wise pupils.

"Melda? Are you here again?"

"I don't want to either."

Melda and Ron spent the morning in the headmaster's office on Halloween.

And nothing has been gained yet.

Not even the greatest wizard, Dumbledore, could see what was wrong with Peeves.

This made him feel that magic is a road without boundaries, and he warned his two students by the way.

During his next research time, Melda and Ron were freed.The two rushed out of the principal's office quickly, fearing that there would be trouble again.

By the time they reunited in the auditorium, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.Did not catch up with lunch.

"Maybe we can go to Hogsmeade and get something to eat."

When the two of them had just left the principal's office, they ran into Ios who was guarding not far from the sculpture as soon as they went out.
She found out from George, and the two of them were taken to the principal's office by Professor McGonagall.

So he has been wandering in the annex of the corridor.

So when Melda returned to the auditorium, looking at Hermione who was still buried in her head and didn't know what to write, one can imagine her mood.

woo woo woo.Hermione sat there writing and drawing when he left, and she was still there when he returned.
etc.
So, in fact, she has been waiting for me, right, ah!No matter, it is waiting for me, it must be!

"You guys go! Melda and I still have something to do." Hermione, who was discussing a paper related to the microstructure of matter, suddenly raised her head and said.

This thesis was requested by Merlin.Is it the 'price' for covering her with a layer of magic?
Sure enough, is he worthy of the famous Black Hearted Merlin?

"Homework can be done at any time!" Ios pursued the victory, and she sat directly beside Hermione. After looking at the dense formulas and numbers in front of her, she felt that her eyes were a little dry, and then her face turned pale. Showing an awkward but elegant smile: "Change your mood. Today is Halloween. It's a holiday."

"What do you say, Melda?"

"Me?" Melda said unnaturally, "I'll forget it."

"How can it be forgotten? Let's come together!" Ios happily pulled him up from the bench in the auditorium, and she held Ron in the other arm, with a smile on her face.

She revealed his scars with a smile.

Under the Hogwarts clock, Professor McGonagall was standing on the steps and said to the little wizard in all kinds of uniforms: "Remember, it is a privilege to be able to go to Hogsmeade Village."

The professor's stern eyes passed over the faces of every little wizard present, and finally stopped on Ron's face.

"Anyone who doesn't do well in school is no longer entitled to this special treatment."

"And there is no signature on the permission form, so you can't go to that village." Professor McGonagall's gaze shifted from Ron's face to Melda's.

"This is the rule, Melda!"

Filch, who was beside the professor, even raised his voice and shouted: "Follow me if you sign the form, and don't follow if you don't."

"Forehead"

Melda on the side was very sure that Filch was talking to herself.

"That professor!" Melda looked up and said to Professor McGonagall, perhaps there was indeed a hint of expectation in his eyes.A look of unbearableness quickly flashed across the professor's eyes.But rules are rules.

"Professor, you know my family, I want to find someone to sign it. But there is no one!"

He surrounded Professor McGonagall, holding the parental permission form in his hand, which was sent to the little wizards together with the school schedule a week before the start of school.

And his picture, if Hermione hadn't forced him to keep it, he would have torn it into pieces and thrown it away long ago.

"I'm sorry Melda, but the school's rules won't change."

"Professor, no problem." Melda pointed to a license and said, "It's just a guardian. I have a guardian, but he's still in Asia." Melda was referring to Sercy, That Far East family, the spokesperson for the Far East of the Estes family.

In Ministry records, his guardian is Selsey.

"It was too late for the school to send the letter, which made it impossible for me to send the letter to the Far East."

"That's not my question."

Professor McGonagall stopped slightly, and then looked up at Melda. The little guy was right. Too many things happened this year, which led to a huge mistake in the school's schedule.This also indirectly caused Melda not to get a signature.

But this kind of thing depends on the whole.

There is only Melda in the whole third grade, because there is a problem with the school schedule.No one else had a problem, which meant that the problem was not with the school, but with himself. In the end, he didn't catch up with the time, so he had to bear it alone.

"Maybe you can sign for me"

"I can't, Melda, only a parent or a guardian. And I'm neither. So I can't."

The bleak wind blew from the forest outside the castle, passed over the fountain in the vestibule, and brought countless water vapors to hit Melda's body.

The professor's black hair, which was curled into a high bun, was also blown away by the wind. She reached out and stroked it behind her, with a stern yet gentle face.

"It's okay!" He suddenly rushed in front of Professor McGonagall again, grabbed the corner of her clothes tightly with his hands, and said, "If you want! I mean, if you can, you can treat me as... um... your child."

(End of this chapter)