A Hogwarts dissertation guide

"...We have no other option, Professor, we can't get on the train."

"Why don't you send an owl to write to us? I believe you have an owl, right?" Professor McGonagall said to Harry coldly.

Harry and Ron were speechless. After she mentioned it, sending letters by owl seemed to be an easy way to think of it.

"I-I didn't mean-"

"That's easy to think of," said Professor McGonagall.

Dumbledore took a small step forward and asked, "Please explain why you are doing this?"

Harry and Ron were desperate. They would rather Dumbledore yelled something loudly than looked at them with such disappointed eyes, which made them feel a strong sense of frustration.

Harry couldn't look Dumbledore in the eyes anymore, so he had to talk to his knees. He told Dumbledore everything, except that he didn't mention that the car belonged to Mr. Weasley.

But this is undoubtedly useless, as long as Dumbledore thinks for a moment, he will know who the car belongs to.

After all, not everyone likes to be close to Muggles and have their cars enchanted.This is absolutely against wizarding law.

But Dumbledore didn't ask about the car, and when Harry finished he just continued to stare at them through his glasses.

At this moment, the fruit in Edward's hand changed to another variety. He was originally here to watch the show, so how could he miss out on snacks?

"Let's get something," said Ron desperately.

"What are you talking about, Weasley?" shouted Professor McGonagall.

"We got fired, didn't we?" said Ron.

"Not today, Mr. Weasley," said Dumbledore, "but I must make you aware of the seriousness of your actions, and I will write to your home tonight. I must also warn you that if something like this happens again If you behave badly, I will have no choice but to fire you.”

"Yeah, why don't you thank Albus quickly? He caused such a big disaster and he didn't even kill you—"

"Well, Edward, there is no need to tell the children these words." Dumbledore said with a sigh.

"You'd better behave in school and don't cause any more trouble." Edward threw the core aside casually. The house elves would take care of it anyway.

"Yeah." Harry and Ron's heads were shaking up and down like garlic.

"You'd better go to the infirmary, Weasley, you're bleeding." Professor McGonagall's voice also softened.

"It's nothing." Ron quickly wiped the wound on his eye with his sleeve, but the blood had long since dried up. "Teacher, can we go back to the dormitory?"

"Yes, but before that," Professor McGonagall's voice suddenly became stern, "I must punish you—"

But Harry suddenly interrupted, "Teacher, school hadn't started yet when we got in the car, so - so we shouldn't deduct points from Gryffindor, right?" After he finished speaking, he looked at her eagerly.

Professor McGonagall gave him a stern look, but her lips were no longer pursed so tightly.

"I won't deduct points from Gryffindor—"

"No, they need to be deducted points." Edward suddenly interrupted, "Didn't Professor Snape just say that they destroyed the school's ancient trees? How could they be ignored so easily?"

"Yes, I almost forgot," Professor McGonagall suddenly remembered this matter, and her eyes became as sharp as an eagle again, "I will deduct your points, fifty points, fifty points each."

Harry and Ron's heads drooped.

But this is definitely a good result, at least they were not fired.

Harry couldn't imagine what it would be like to return to No. [-] Privet Drive if he was expelled.

Harry and Ron left, almost running out of the underground classroom.

Professor McGonagall glared at Edward and left. Because of his garrulous words, Gryffindor was deducted a full 100 points, which put the academy at a huge disadvantage in the final Academy Cup competition.

"How is it?" Edward looked at Dumbledore playfully, sitting on the chair with his legs crossed.

"How about what?"

"How was my performance just now?"

"I don't understand what you mean." Dumbledore asked doubtfully, as if he really didn't understand what Edward meant.

"Stop pretending," Edward wanted to pat Dumbledore on the shoulder, but because of Dumbledore's height and the fact that Edward was sitting at this time, he could only pat Dumbledore on the belly.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

"I don't have any thoughts about Harry." Dumbledore spread his hands, "But no one has ever dared to pat my belly." He rubbed his belly.

"Still pretending to be stupid?" Edward was also a little impatient. Dumbledore was just too hypocritical. "You threw Harry into a relative's house who was extremely disgusted and rejected by the wizarding world. You ignored him for 11 years. In order for you to bring Harry the first warm fire in his life. Just like a baby bird that sees the first creature it sees as its mother after it hatches."

"Go on." Dumbledore seemed interested.

"You wanted Harry Potter's unreserved trust and unreserved admiration. So you allowed Harry to be abused by his relatives for 11 years, and you allowed him to live like a house elf for 11 years."

"That's your plan, right?"

Edward stared at Dumbledore, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He thought he had seen through the old man in front of him.

"But why should I do this?" Dumbledore crossed his hands and pulled up a chair to sit down.

"In order to completely master Harry Potter, if he and Voldemort can only survive as predicted in the prophecy, you must ensure that he has the power to defeat Voldemort." Edward blurted out this without any thought. is the obvious answer.

"That's right." Dumbledore clapped softly, and a light flashed through his blue eyes behind his half-moon lenses, "Then I think you must understand what I want you to do."

"I don't understand," Edward said quickly, standing up and walking toward the door.

"Keep an eye on the kid for me, okay?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Edward said without looking back, quickening his pace.

Dumbledore looked at Edward's back with a smile, and then the smile quickly disappeared. He lowered his head and thought for a while, and then returned to his office.

At this time, the Gryffindor common room had completely exploded.

All the students were talking about it, and the center of the topic was that Harry and Ron drove a flying car and were expelled from school.

But they unexpectedly burst into thunderous applause, welcoming Harry and Ron warmly like heroes.