The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts

Chapter 21 The magic of gingerbread flavor

The next day, early morning.

John sat up suddenly from the bed in exclamation.

He was soaked in cold sweat and panting heavily.

Just last night, the nightmare came to him again.

It was as if he had returned to the basement again, experiencing the pain and fear of dying.

Fortunately, this is all just a dream.

In reality, he is still in a safe environment.

Michelle was also staying with him, lying stretched out on the other bed and snoring.

Slightly relieved, John picked up the parchment on his bedside.

This was the admission notice given to him by Professor McGonagall last night, and it was his pass to enter Hogwarts.

Due to too much consumption last night, he fell into sleep shortly after Professor McGonagall left. He didn't have time to take a closer look, but he just made up for it now.

However, he had just put the admission notice in order when Professor McGonagall opened the door and walked in.

This surprised John.

At this time, the sky outside the window was just getting bright.

In this season of long days and short nights, this means that it may not be 6 o'clock yet.

Moreover, Professor McGonagall was still wearing the clothes from last night, and she didn't even change her hat.

So, the other party didn't sleep all night?

John wasn't sure.

But this obviously had little to do with him. He just stood up and saluted:

"Good morning, Professor McGonagall."

"Hello, John, I didn't expect you to get up so early. Not many children are still in the habit of getting up early these days."

As he spoke, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth. She was obviously very satisfied with John, especially since John was still holding the Hogwarts admission notice in his hand, looking like he was reading it carefully just now. appearance.

But when she saw Michelle still sleeping on the bed, sleeping in an extremely inelegant posture, her smile froze.

"Recover quickly."

A short red light flashed, and Michelle slowly opened her eyes.

She was obviously not awake yet. She rubbed her eyes for a while before she realized what the situation was. Then, she started to giggle at John and Mag.

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips tighter, making her look serious, even stern.

"Wake up! Laziness is the biggest vice of mankind. The school rules of Hogwarts are very strict. If you are still so lazy when you arrive at Hogwarts, the only thing waiting for you is to be put in solitary confinement or even expelled!"

As soon as these words came out, Michelle's original lazy expression disappeared instantly.

It was replaced by panic.

'Solitary confinement' was the most terrifying punishment at St. Brelade's. Michelle herself had been thrown into the small dark room of the punishment room, so her memory was still fresh.

"No! I don't want to be locked up! John! John, save me!"

Michelle subconsciously ran to John's bed, hid behind John and refused to come out.

Professor McGonagall became even angrier upon seeing this.

And John sighed and said:

"Professor McGonagall, Michelle only got up late because she was too tired last night. This is just a rare accident. In fact, when we were in St. Brelade, we got up very early every day. It’s become a habit.”

Professor McGonagall obviously didn't believe it.

But for John's sake, she still said reluctantly:

"Ha! Just pamper her!"

John smiled and didn't answer.

With their experience together at St. Brelade, John had already regarded Michelle as his biological sister.

If he doesn't pamper his own sister, who will he dote on?

Professor McGonagall did not dwell too much on this topic. She asked Old Tom to deliver three breakfasts, and then ate them in the room with John and Michelle.

During the entire meal, no one spoke, and the only sound in the room was the sound of Michelle gobbling.

The arrival of food seemed to instantly offset her previous bad mood, turning her into the ultimate cooking machine.

As for John and Professor McGonagall, they are exquisite examples of slow chewing.

Of course, Professor McGonagall did not criticize Michelle again because of her rude dining style.

There are many little lions in Gryffindor House who are more aggressive and rude than Michelle. As the Head of Gryffindor House, she has long been accustomed to it and is too lazy to care about it.

But this didn't stop her from appreciating John's careful chewing and politeness.

Especially when John was eating, he would look at Michelle and her from time to time, with a sincere smile of joy on his face, as if because they were enjoying their meal, he himself became happy too. Same.

'This is such a kind and sincere boy! '

Professor McGonagall sighed inwardly.

She really likes this child, and even wants to start her own Gryffindor house with him.

If John can join, Gryffindor will be able to have a decent, elegant and reliable excellent card in the future.

This is really attractive to Professor McGonagall - the whole academy can't be filled with reckless people, right?This is really what some people call the Stupid Lion Academy.

However, she hesitated for a while, but finally did not speak.

She didn't want to influence John's choice with her own will. This was her professional ethics as a professor.

If John had known that Professor McGonagall could have so many mental activities even after eating, he would probably have laughed out loud.

Because he was just activating his 'chewing' ability to absorb magic power.

As for the 'sincere and joyful smile' on his face, it's even more outrageous.

Michelle's magic smell is like a quilt that has just been exposed to the sun, and there is an urge that makes people want to get close to her.

But when it comes to the quality and quantity of magic power, it's really just that.

After all, Michelle is still young.

Professor McGonagall is different.

Her magic is similar to the taste of gingerbread, but more special, like less sugar or a slightly spicy taste like sprinkled with chili powder.

This magic power is not only huge in quantity, but also of incredible quality.

In just a few minutes, John's body was filled with a large amount of this magic power, and the additional magic power absorbed at this time was all turned into a special substance, which began to permanently increase the quality of his magic power as a wizard. and quantity.

In one meal, the magic power in John's body permanently increased even more than it had in several days during St. Brelade's time.

It was really hard not to make John laugh out loud.

And this is just what I learned from Professor McGonagall.

When he finally entered the magical world and entered Hogwarts, there would be countless Professor McGonagall waiting for him!

Isn’t this magic power increasing at a rate that is as high as the heavens?

"Ugh--"

John sighed with emotion.

This can be regarded as the end of his sufferings. He did not suffer so much in St. Brelade in vain.

John believed that the nun would be happy for him if she knew all this.

and many more!

nun? !

It was like a bolt of lightning struck in John's mind.

"Michelle!"

John pushed Michelle hard and said, "Where is the nun? How is the nun doing now?"

Michelle choked after being pushed by John. She coughed twice before finally swallowing the food in her mouth, and said inexplicably:

"John, have you forgotten? The nun went back to her hometown to get married."

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