Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Snake Have?

Exit Ollivander's Wand Shop.

Hermione frowned and wiggled her fingers.

"The wand cost fourteen gold galleons. The big cat and eagle owl cost nothing, but the cage and food cost one gold galleon."

"We exchanged a total of fifty gold galleons. If we go buy cauldrons and other things, there should be a lot left over. This way we can buy a lot of books!"

Hear her surprised tone.

Everyone shook their heads in amusement.

Professor McGonagall became more and more satisfied as he looked at Hermione.

Such a studious student.

The teacher wouldn't like it without that.

If she enters the Yard of Eagles.

Could be the next Ravenclaw!

certainly.

It would be great if you could enter the lion's courtyard.

Just when Professor McGonagall wanted to give a few compliments.

When recommending some more books to Hermione.

"Huh? This is the fat Scottish round-faced chicken from the morning! I recognize it, oh, God, I told you not to let me meet you again."

Mr. Granger's roar.

Let pedestrians on the road stop and watch.

"Otherwise I will... well, pretend I didn't say anything."

Feeling the increasingly unkind looks from the people around him.

Mr. Granger coughed awkwardly.

Shut your mouth and step aside silently.

After the owl delivers the letter in its talon to Professor McGonagall.

Didn't leave in a hurry.

Instead, he flapped his wings.

In the stunned eyes of everyone.

Flying over Mr. Granger's head.

and gave him a parting gift.

After doing this, the owl flapped its wings and flew into the distance.

Owl: You are the fat Scottish round-faced chicken!

....

"Well... I'm sorry Mr. Granger, it may have eaten something bad and had a bit of diarrhea."

“Clean as new!”

Professor McGonagall waved her wand apologetically.

The pimple in Mr. Granger's hair disappeared instantly.

His stiff expression also relaxed slightly.

"It's okay, Professor McGonagall. I think it might be because it liked me so much that it left me a parting gift. In fact, this is the second time I have received a gift from it."

"Every gift is so... unique! You don't have to apologize, I really like that round-faced... owl, and it's not angry."

Mr. Granger waved his hand quickly.

Professor McGonagall smiled knowingly.

She didn't delve too deeply into the topic.

Instead, he turned to look at Hermione and Crow.

"I may have to leave early for some things. You can buy the remaining items according to the list. If you run into trouble, you can go to Mr. Angeloi."

"When you go back, you can take the road I told you, um, the road leading to the Leaky Cauldron, then walk out of the Leaky Cauldron and take the bus home."

"Oh, by the way, remember to take your pets with you when you leave. See you at Hogwarts!"

"Professor McGonagall, see you at Hogwarts!"

After getting responses from the two people.

Professor McGonagall turned and left.

Just turned around.

The smile disappeared from her face.

His eyes also became sharp.

"What should we buy next? Books or cauldrons? Or check out those weird brooms?"

"Let's go buy a book first. I'm very curious about what the magical world is like. I think we can find the answer somewhere!"

After deciding on the destination.

A few people went straight to Flourishes and Blotts Bookstore.

As for why they knew about Flourish and Blotts Bookstore.

All because of the sign at the door.

This is just like when you go shopping and look at the name of a store to know what is sold there.

...

Hogwarts.

Principal room.

Dumbledore picked up a strange-flavored bean.

He looked at the magic book in his hand with interest.

Fox stood quietly on a shelf nearby.

The Sorting Hat was asleep on the bookcase.

The entire principal's room was silent.

There was only the sound of turning pages from time to time.

bump!

Professor McGonagall pushed open the door angrily.

"Professor Dumbledore, I don't understand. What on earth do you want to do? That child obviously..."

"Oh, Minerva, you're back. Don't be angry yet. Try some strange-flavored beans. The one I just ate was strawberry-flavored. It's so sweet!"

Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore with a smile on his face.

The anger in his heart softened slightly.

"No, thank you. What do you want to do by sending me a message asking me to see the child? Didn't you already hand this matter over to Hagrid?"

"Could it be that you don't trust Hagrid and want me to spy on him? Oh Professor Dumbledore, this is not something you would do."

Professor McGonagall watched Dumbledore's reaction closely.

Wanting to find some different emotions on his face.

But it's a pity.

Dumbledore was smiling the whole time.

It was as if he didn't hear her question.

Professor McGonagall sat down in his chair frustrated.

"I can trust Hagrid with my life, how could I not trust him? I'm calling you back this time, just for other things."

"I need you to follow Hagrid secretly, watch him pick up the child, and then watch him send the child back."

"Oh, you know, I'm not asking you to look at Hagrid and the child, but to see if anyone is interested in them, such as..."

Dumbledore picked up a strange-flavored bean and put it in his mouth.

The gentle smile suddenly turned solid.

"Oh my god, it actually smells like snot. This strange-flavored bean is really a magical thing. Are you sure you don't want one?"

Professor McGonagall glanced helplessly at the old naughty Dumbledore.

"You mean, let me go and see if someone is doing harm to that child? Are you guarding against that person? But he is not..."

"There is a saying in the East that I like very much. Everything is possible. Just like this strange-flavored bean, no one will know what it tastes like unless you eat it."

Dumbledore smiled and ate another strange-flavored bean.

"Well, grape flavor, it's great, isn't it?"

Professor McGonagall looked deeply at Dumbledore.

"Leave this to me!"

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