Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 24 Processing Results
There were two professors coming in from the door, the difference in stature was obvious, one was tall and the other was short.

One of them sported a long silver beard that almost doubled as a scarf, a signature beard that McGuffin instantly recognized as Old Bee Albus Dumbledore.

The NO1 that needs to be guarded against in his small notebook.

Dumbledore is tall and thin, with long silver-white hair and a waist-length beard; blue eyes behind the half-moon glasses, and a long hooked nose underneath, but it has been twisted; he is wearing a big purple wizard robe, with a silver chain around his neck as decoration, and he wears several gemstone rings of various colors.

Old Bee, Albus Dumbledore—the biggest behind-the-scenes boss in the original plot, none of them.

It is the principal of Hogwarts, it is Harry, and in the eyes of almost all the teachers and students in the school, the greatest wizard in the world, and the owner of the oldest and most powerful old wand (bone wand).

He is proficient in at least three languages ​​of different species, understands various spells, and is one of the most important wizards in the entire world.

Even if McGuffin knows the plot of the whole book, he can't see clearly what this guy thinks deep in his heart. On the one hand, he seems to realize justice in this world, even if he sacrifices himself.On the other hand, everyone, including Voldemort, is teased in his hands, and everything is under his control. According to Snape, raising Harry is like raising pigs for the final slaughter-killing Voldemort by sacrificing himself.

McGuffin only knew that before he had enough power, he would rather mess with Voldemort than let the old bee notice him.

Dumbledore is very good at instigating thoughts, and he can discern the secrets deep in a person's heart without using a wand. It can be said that he is one of the people who are best at this type of magic in the world.

That's why McGuffin felt even more nervous when he saw him coming in.

Followed by Filius Flitwick, Charms teacher and head of Ravenclaw.

A small wizard with a beard on his face, which opened straight to the surroundings.

Messy and gray.

He has the blood of goblins, is a profound wizard, and was the champion of the duel contest when he was young.

Flitwick was holding an old black pointed wizard hat in his hand. It was patched, crumpled, dirty, writhing from time to time, and there was a spider crawling around on it.

McGuffin immediately recognized the Sorting Hat.

The expressions of Dumbledore and Flitwick were not as serious as that of Professor McGonagall. Both of them had happy expressions. They came to everyone and glanced at the few new students, especially Professor Flitwick stared at the scar on Harry's forehead for a long time.

Instead, after listening to Professor McGonagall's retelling, Dumbledore turned to look at McGuffin with interest and a smile.

沃！
old bee!
McGuffin cursed secretly, and had to look at Dumbledore carefully instead. At this time, McGuffin could only pray that the expert-level [Occlumency] would work on the old bee.

Now McGuffin is thinking like this, if he avoids Dumbledore's gaze, who knows if the old bee will have doubts, now McGuffin must act like an 11-year-old brat who can fight, make trouble, and willful.It is not possible to deliberately avoid the eyes of the old bee, even if he may cast the soul.

--All right!It's time for the old drama to show off its acting skills.

——Look at my cute big eyes hiding behind the black-rimmed glasses.I'm still an underage little wizard, please forgive me!

"Mr. Albert, don't be afraid, we won't punish you. After all, you are not freshmen at Hogwarts, and you don't know the rules of our world. Of course, after studying here, we will educate you to abide by the rules and laws of the wizarding world, so as not to make serious mistakes."

"Now please let us see the spells you can cast. If you cast the spell incorrectly, it will cause serious consequences. It will hurt others as well as yourself. Now there are some of the most outstanding teachers in the wizarding world. They can give you the most correct guidance."

Dumbledore said with a kindly smile.

After listening, Harry and the others immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Really?" McGuffin showed his fearful expression with an innocent and cute face.

You bad old man, I believe you a ghost!

"Now show me all the spells you have mastered," said Dumbledore.

McGuffin knew that the old bee watching him must be using [Instinct] to observe his memory and thoughts, to see if he was hiding anything.

In fact, at this time, he had to show off the skills he knew, except [Occlumency], so that he could 'honestly' hide a key secret by showing some things.

McGuffin had no choice but to wave his wand, use [Levitation Charm] to levitate the armchair placed aside, and move it slightly in circles in the air.

Professor Flitwick screamed in surprise: "It's amazing! It's amazing! Without formal theoretical study, you can actually master the levitation spell to such an extent through self-practice. Now that you can cast spells silently, you already have a hint of the advanced transformation of this spell—this is something that many senior students can't do."

Hearing such an explanation, McGuffin remembered the magical effect of the [Levitation Curse] cast on the train, which was hardly something he could do now.

——Is this the advanced transformation of the spell that Professor Flitwick said?Also, during the summer vacation, no matter how much I read and taught myself, Transfiguration, potions, these two courses... Potion McGuffin guessed that I hadn't been able to make a real potion by myself, and Transfiguration, McGuffin didn't know what was going on.

How about taking this opportunity to ask?
McGuffin felt a little overwhelmed, so he immediately started to act.

"Professor Flitwick, what do you mean by advanced applications of spells? Can spells also be applied in different ways?"

"Professor McGonagall, I just can't learn Transfiguration myself. I always return to the original state when I am about to complete the transformation of a thing."

"How do the spells happen? Are there any connections between the courses of potions, spells, and transfiguration?"

……

McGuffin immediately asked about the possibility of magic that he had studied with Emily during the summer vacation and the questions in his heart, and kept asking.

On the one hand, it is true that there is a kind of old-fashioned acting intention, and on the other hand, it is true that after discussing research with Emily during the summer vacation, McGuffin discovered many problems that he did not understand, and he was eager to understand what was going on.

At the beginning, Flitwick, Professor McGonagall and others still treated a young wizard with strong curiosity and desire to learn with smiles on their faces, but as McGuffin asked one after another, the expressions of several people gradually became rigid.

In the end, McGuffin grabbed Professor Snape's robe and tried to die, and it was the same question.

Ron, Harry, Malfoy and others looked at McGuffin's tricks to death and almost popped their eyeballs out.

Malfoy kept exclaiming in his heart, "I'll say it, I'll say it - this guy's brain is not normal!!"

"Mr. Albert, now it's about your violation of school rules, not a private lesson of yours." Snape said coldly.

He tugged at his clothes and found that he couldn't pull his black robe out of McGuffin's hands.

He directly waved his wand to cut off his robe, and then waved the wand with a sullen face—the robe was repaired and deformed, but his black robe was shortened by a portion after it was completed.

It looks a little ridiculous.

Through the professor's answer, even without looking at the system (Dumbledore is in front of him, although he has [Occlumency], McGuffin still dare not directly recall the memory of the system, time travel, and plot in front of him), he can feel that his understanding of magic is also deepening, and he is very unhappy when he sees someone blocking him.

To put it simply, this guy is on top again.

McGuffin began to directly attack Snape: "Strictly speaking, I'm not a freshman at Hogwarts, and I haven't reached the Hogwarts report yet! So I haven't violated any school rules. Even as a freshman at Hogwarts, I don't know any school rules... Eh? Hehehe! (Awkward laughter)"

The voice became smaller and smaller, and McGuffin finally realized what stupid thing he had done at this time. He looked at the half of the robe fragment in his hand, and was frightened. The fragment of the black market robe slowly and slowly fell to the ground under everyone's gaze.

In Harry, Malfoy's astonishing stare, he smirked and tried to get away with it.

Professor Snape's voice became colder, "Strictly speaking, you are not a freshman at Hogwarts, so we professors are not very qualified to teach you..."

McGuffin shivered, feeling the coldness of Snape's blizzard.

"...If you really become a new student at Hogwarts, I will teach you the first school rule now, and always remember to respect the professors at Hogwarts..." Snape said, staring at McGuffin.

"Professor Snape, the little wizards should learn some things about obeying the school rules, but not now. Now we have something to do - we have started to welcome the new students. One of the most gratifying moments of the year, I hope it will not be delayed because of us."

Dumbledore took out a silver pocket watch and looked at it, interrupting Snape with a smile on his face.

"But...Professor Dumbledore, this kind of behavior of using wands to attack among freshmen is a serious behavior...These freshmen should at least be locked up in the Forbidden Forest and punished...They should realize their mistakes."

Snape's expression was as if he found out that he didn't bring toilet paper, his face was so stiff that he could smell a stench.

"But as Mr. Albert said, they don't know what the specific school rules of Hogwarts are. Maybe we should tell these little wizards in advance in the future, maybe we should modify some school rules, shouldn't we? ... In short, it's getting late, we can't make other students wait too long, can't we?" Dumbledore finished speaking, turned and walked towards the door, "Come on, Severus, I know there is a lemon cake at the banquet that tastes very good, I can't wait to try it."

Snape glared at them viciously, bent down to pick up the fragment that fell on the ground, and followed Dumbledore out of the office.

After Professor Flitwick handed over the Sorting Hat to Professor McGonagall, he went out with Professor Snape.

Only Professor McGonagall was left in the faculty lounge, looking sternly at the few young wizards.

"Mr. Malfoy, are you still dizzy now? Do you still need to go to the infirmary?"

"It's nothing—" Malfoy was afraid that Professor McGonagall would remember the wizard's duel just now, and Snape's proposal to close the Forbidden Forest, so he hurriedly denied the dizzy symptoms he had pretended. He just wanted to end everything now.

"So—although this incident has passed like this, you must learn your lesson. From tonight onwards, you will be official freshmen at Hogwarts, and you need to abide by all school rules and regulations. If I find any of you breaking school rules again, you will not be so lucky."

"understood!"

Professor McGonagall glanced at McGuffin for the last time, and she vaguely felt that such things would not stop in the future, and would continue to happen.

After suppressing this strange feeling that was not good for no reason, she held the Sorting Hat in her hand and led the little wizards back to the room just now.

(End of this chapter)