Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

Seeing the surprised expressions of the two, Professor McGonagall shook his head helplessly. They are both Gryffindor students, so why can't they learn Transfiguration?

Is Transfiguration so difficult?

"Go back quickly!"

"Understood, thank you professor!"

"Goodbye, professor!"

Seeing the two of them running happily in the snow, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but exhort worriedly:

"Run slower, be careful on the road!"

"Know it..."

Looking at the two who shouted knowing, but their behavior did not change at all, Professor McGonagall shook his head and sighed, and continued to walk.

"What lively children, it reminds me of my time at Hogwarts!"

Holding an umbrella, Urquhart, who followed in the footsteps of Professor McGonagall, expressed a sigh of relief, and then continued to chat about the topic just now.

"Minerva, it's not that I want to slander Mr. Ancient One, but little Lytle, that is Lytle Greenglass, the one who graduated from Slytherin House.

That girl never lies, you know that...that man named Gu Yi is definitely planning something..."

Hearing Urquhart's words, Professor McGonagall, who was holding the gift box presented by Wang Xuebin, raised his eyebrows, nodded and said calmly:

"I know this!"

"you know?"

Urquhart organized the language for a long time, just thinking about how to persuade Minerva with a tactful tone, telling her to be careful of the man named Gu Yi, but he didn't expect to hear this answer!

"Of course I know!"

Professor McGonagall glanced at Urquhart, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and replied with a reasonable face:

"That person must have some ulterior motives, I know very well!"

As he said that, Professor McGonagall frowned slightly, and Urquhart's heart twitched when he saw it.

"Then why do you..."

"Apologize? Or accept a gift from this person?"

Before Urquhart finished speaking, Professor McGonagall turned around and asked first.

"Uh..."

Seeing that Urquhart was speechless, Professor McGonagall shook his head helplessly and explained:

"Urquhart, I have to admit that you have a good eye for people, but your sensitivity to the forms of the wizarding world is somewhat lacking..."

Professor McGonagall said, looked up at a gloomy sky, and explained in a deep voice:

"The atmosphere between the Death Eaters and the Ministry of Magic is becoming more and more tense, and Professor Dumbledore's movements are becoming more and more frequent. If I guess correctly, we are about to face a protracted war!"

As if remembering the dark period when Grindelwald was rampant, Professor McGonagall's mood became very heavy and depressed. She lowered her head slowly, exhaled lightly, frowned and said:

"Before the storm comes, every leaf that can shelter the wind and rain is precious. As long as this person is not an enemy, we should try our best to fight for it. Even if we can't win it, we shouldn't push people into the arms of the enemy!

War is not a child's play. We must not affect the overall situation because of personal grievances. If we can appease the other party, whether it is an apology or friendship, as long as the other party is not an enemy, everything can be negotiated! "

Professor McGonagall's voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end, it seemed more like talking to himself.

Although Professor McGonagall's voice was not loud, Urquhart still heard it clearly. At this time, he was shocked to find that, as a man, he was more sensitive and aware of the war than McGonagall, who was a woman. The professor is much lower!

To be honest, it's not Urquhart's fault. If she hadn't experienced Grindelwald's epic battle between black and white wizards and understood Dumbledore's struggling inner journey, she wouldn't be as enlightened as she is now. !

What has not been personally experienced, even in the ups and downs, is only knowledge after all. Only the things that have been truly experienced and experienced can be called experience!

Professor McGonagall has experienced it, so he naturally understands what to do and how to do it better than Urquhart. This is not a matter of vision, but a matter of experience!

Urquhart was on guard against a possible enemy, and Professor McGonagall was preparing for a war, and that was the difference, simple as that!

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Notify Professor Dumbledore first!"

As a long-time teacher and student, friend and comrade-in-arms, Professor McGonagall's trust in Dumbledore is beyond doubt.

She believed that in the face of the current situation, Dumbledore had already considered the overall situation, so in case of unexpected situations, it would be right to notify Dumbledore first!

"Believe me, no one can hide anything from Professor Dumbledore, and Mr. Gu Yi is no exception!"

Chapter 459 Albus Dumbledore

On the eighth floor of Hogwarts Castle, in a simple and solemn room filled with all kinds of magic books.

Wearing a purple double-breasted magic robe dotted with gold stars, a gray pointed wizard hat, a white-bearded and white-haired, aging old man, with his hands folded on a fifteen-inch magic wand that looks like finger bones, with a solemn expression, As if remembering something.

On the left side of the table where he works, there is a wooden frame made of sycamore wood, and above the wooden frame is a bird with a luxurious posture and bright red feathers.

This bird is similar in size to a swan, with a golden tail feather, long golden beak and claws, perched on the shelf boredly.

Its eyes seem to be closed but not closed. When it hears something, it will open its vigilant eyes and look around. If there is nothing of interest, it will continue to rest. Once there is something that interests it, it will immediately turn into a A group of golden flames appeared out of thin air above the matter, and I studied it curiously.

This is the magical phoenix, Fox, who has accompanied the Dumbledore family for countless years!

As for the aging old man, he is naturally the new master of the Phoenix, the greatest white wizard of our time, the current headmaster of Hogwarts, Professor Albus Dumbledore!

"call"

Taking a deep breath, Dumbledore stood up tiredly. Recently, the situation in the wizarding world is not optimistic. Those who call themselves Death Eaters are acting more and more unscrupulously.

He had always had a premonition that the mysterious leader who claimed to be Voldemort was someone he knew, but he hadn't actually met him, and he couldn't be 100% sure who it was!

For this reason, he also deliberately went to a rather mysterious place to find an old acquaintance to understand the situation.

In the end, one was ruled out, which was the best news he had heard so far, but at the same time, he accidentally quarreled with an old friend, which made him a little physically and mentally exhausted!

But what about fatigue?

He is the most powerful white wizard of the present age. The greater his ability, the greater his responsibility. He has enjoyed the glory, so he naturally has to bear the responsibility.

It's just that occasionally he will allow himself to go off and relax. After all, he is old and experienced, and he is quite good at how to relax himself!

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