Professor, please pay the debt

After breakfast, Professor McGonagall came to the long table in Gryffindor House, where the sixth-year students were sitting and waiting for her.

Mag is wearing a brown-yellow plaid robe today, with a stack of class schedules in his arms, and his face is tightly packed and his expression is very serious.

Of course, she is usually quite serious, but today is a little different from the past, and there seems to be some disappointment and anger hidden.

"Hello, ladies and gentlemen, it's a pleasure to see you again in the new semester," McGonagall said.

"Hello, Professor McGonagall."

The Gryffindor Sixth Years greeted their Headmaster with resounding voices.However, the other party was not satisfied... McGonagall commented:

"It sounds like your spirits are not bad, but you are not neat. Based on such a poor performance, I may infer that you lack team spirit." McGonagall said critically.

The students were taken aback. Professor McGonagall had never spoken in such a tone before. This kind of beating around the bush, looking for trouble, insisting on picking the bones out of the egg, was very much like Snape!

Merlin!Could it be that the Mag in front of him was pretended by the cellar snake king drinking compound decoction?

The students were all whispering, and Ron whispered into Harry's ear:

"What's wrong with her? Why do I feel like finding fault on purpose?"

"Mr. Weasley, do you have any questions?"

McGonagall keenly noticed Ron's small movements, and unceremoniously called them in public.

Ron got hit on the head. He blushed and stammered, "No, no, sorry Professor."

The other students also stopped talking sensibly. It was obvious that Professor McGonagall was in a bad mood today, and it would be unwise to provoke her.

McGonagall glared at Ron angrily, and then glanced at all the students. Everyone felt chilly as if they had been cast with a cooling spell.

"I'm usually too indulgent with you, making you think that you can do whatever you want. From this semester onwards, I will teach you strictly so that while you acquire knowledge, you also know how to maintain the honor of this academy..."

What on earth does she mean?

All the students were wondering - except Harry.

Harry had received the Quidditch captain's badge in the last few days of his holiday, and he had partially opened the defensive magic circle at Black's old house - only to the owls - in order to reassure Dumbledore.

Therefore, all kinds of letters, newspapers, school book lists, and ordinary wizarding examination transcripts can reach Harry's hands smoothly, as can the captain's badge.

Harry was surprised when he received the little round badge, because he hadn't thought about Quidditch for a second during the whole holiday.

Although the savior is good at this sport, if he still wants to have fun today when Voldemort has risen again, then he is really a naive child, and he is not worthy of being an enemy of Voldemort at all.

The Dark Lord regards Quidditch as an ornamental event. When he has time, he will watch a game, but he will never waste his precious time by participating in it himself.

So Harry sent it back to Professor McGonagall only 10 minutes after receiving the badge, and wrote a letter to his dean who was also a fanatic Quidditch. Professor McGonagall, a fan, explained his thoughts——

After Sirius died, he was completely in no mood to have fun, not only failed to be the captain, but decided to quit the team.

McGonagall wrote several letters to Harry, trying to persuade him to change his mind, but Harry firmly refused.

Harry firmly believed that he was the reason for McGonagall's bad mood. Although it would cause him some trouble, he would not change his mind for anyone.Therefore, before facing McGonagall, Harry was ready.

really……

"Mr. Potter, haven't you changed your mind yet?" Professor McGonagall asked in public.

Harry raised his head, calmly faced Professor McGonagall's gaze, and expressed his thoughts in a clear and firm tone: "Yes, Professor McGonagall, I have decided to quit the team."

This matter cannot be concealed at all, and it is better to make it clear from the beginning than to cover it up in vain.

In an instant, there were loud gasps and exclamations in the auditorium, and the students all stared at Harry suspiciously.

"Why, Harry! You've always liked Quidditch..." asked Hermione.

yeah, why?Everyone wants to know why.

If the original savior faced such a situation, he would definitely choose to keep silent, or give a willful excuse casually.

But now Harry has the wisdom of the Dark Lord and the ability to control people's hearts, even if he is impatient, he will not give people the impression of being arrogant and rude.Therefore, he is going to give everyone a reasonable reason.

Harry stood up and asked McGonagall, "Is that okay? Professor!"

Mag frowned, and nodded unobtrusively.Harry got permission, and turned to face his classmates, his expression became serious and gloomy at this time, "The reason I quit the team is to set aside more time to study... When I lost a loved one...

His death made me see my own strength... My current strength is insignificant compared to my destined opponent... If I don't want the tragedy to repeat itself, I must make myself stronger..."

After Harry finished speaking, he wanted to see everyone's reaction. Ron, Hermione, and Neville, the three of them were insiders. Of course, they could understand Harry's feeling of losing his godfather. Ron stood up and hugged Harry, Neville patted him on the shoulder too.

Hermione didn't do anything, but her eyes filled with tears.Obviously, they had accepted this reason and understood Harry's approach.

And the others... The expressions of the students seemed to understand, but the eyes they looked at Harry were no longer full of blame. Professor McGonagall's face was pale, and she seemed to regret letting Harry explain in public.

Satisfied with the effect, Harry said to McGonagall, "That's all I have to say, thank you, Professor."

With a heavy sigh, McGonagall finally accepted the fact that the team will lose Harry, and she announced: "Okay, now everyone understands that this year our academy team will not only lack a captain, but will also lack a finder." Hands, students who are interested in participating, please register with me as soon as possible, now..."

McGonagall put the stack of timetables on the table, "It's time to solve your electives. So, who do you start with? Let me see...Miss Granger..."

Hermione had obviously not recovered from Sirius' tragedy, and her voice was still hoarse and choked up when she discussed the schedule with Professor McGonagall.

However, this did not affect her enthusiasm for learning. She chose the improvement class of all courses except Divination and Muggle Studies. Professor McGonagall was very happy that she could return to the Transfiguration class.

But it is still recommended that she give up one or two courses, because the time is obviously too tight, but Hermione has made up her mind, no matter how much McGonagall persuades, she is reluctant to part with any course.

In the end, Professor McGonagall had to let her go, and Hermione went to her first Ancient Runes class with a full schedule.

Compared with hers, Harry's application was very mediocre. He only took five courses: Defense Against the Dark Arts, Potions, Herbal Medicine, Ancient Runes and Transfiguration, but he also encountered trouble.

"You can't choose Ancient Runes..." Professor McGonagall frowned at his schedule, "I think you understand that this is an advanced class, and students who take this class have been studying since the second grade Ancient rune, but you haven't learned it, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up with the progress."

"Your worry is justified. I did not learn this subject in school, but I have taught myself some, so I am not without foundation. I hope you can give me a chance, and I will prove myself." Harry said.

Ancient rune is an important course, it is the basis of all kinds of magic circles, and it is also a part of alchemy.

The Savior gave up this class because of ignorance, but fortunately, the Dark Lord is well-informed, so it is impossible for Harry to fail to keep up with the progress.

"Well, now that you've given up on Quidditch, it stands to reason that you'll have more time to study."

There was still a lot of resentment in Professor McGonagall's tone, but she still agreed with Harry's idea, "You go to class directly, and I will talk to Professor Holyfield later... I don't think he cares about one more class in class Or one less student."

With a wave of McGonagall's wand, Harry's schedule was arranged. It seemed much easier than Hermione's schedule. There were only three days of class in a week, and the rest of the time was blank.

This kind of arrangement is very good, Harry will have a lot of time for himself, enough for him to arrange some things other than study, you know, the so-called becoming stronger is not just magical power.

Harry greeted Ron and Neville, and followed in Hermione's footsteps and rushed to the first class of Ancient Runes this semester.He has to hurry because the class has already started.

The professor who taught the class was Mr. Holyfield, and when Harry met him, he understood what McGonagall meant when he said, "He doesn't care if there is one more or one less student in the class...": Facts In fact, the professor's eyesight was so bad that he couldn't see how many students were in the classroom.

Hermione was taken aback when Harry walked into the classroom and sat next to her, while Professor Holyfield was unresponsive.

"Why are you here?" Hermione asked in a low voice.

"Come to class." Harry answered Hermione succinctly, and then took out the ancient runes textbook from his schoolbag.

"But……"

Hermione couldn't finish her sentence, because at this moment, Professor Holyfield's voice came from the podium, "Today, we are going to learn a new magic circle... He raised his wand as he spoke, and a golden light shot from him The tip of the magic wand flowed out, like a golden line, it flowed non-stop, and finally formed a hexagonal magic circle, floating between the podium and the students.

"Can anyone tell me what this is?"

Hermione's attention was immediately drawn to her studies, she frowned and muttered in a low voice: "This is like a magic circle for calming the nerves, but it's not all..."

At the same time, there was a sound of flipping books in the classroom.

Harry habitually raised his hand, and then felt stupid, because the professor couldn't even see people clearly, so how could he see a hand.

However, to his surprise, when he raised his hand, a flat and rigid lady's voice sounded from the classroom, "Mr. Potter, Gryffindor House."

Harry looked around for the lady, but couldn't.

Professor Holyfield stared at the front with his blank eyes, and said in confusion: "Although I don't remember that I have a student named Potter. However, since you are the only one raising your hand, then please answer the question."

"Okay, professor, I think this magic circle is a haircut magic circle."

"What?" Hermione asked sharply. She obviously didn't believe that such a profound magic circle would have anything to do with ordinary haircuts in daily life...

"Correct, Mr. Potter, can you still tell its specific meaning?"

"I think the meaning of this magic circle is to help those parents who dote on their children, because it can keep people in a happy mood when they get a haircut. If you have a child who cries at the mention of a haircut, then this The magic circle can solve the problem."

The Dark Lord saw his friend Abraxas with his own eyes, and Malfoy used this magic circle.

Because Lucius refused to cut his hair, and Abu is a good father. He couldn't bear to use any coercive means on his son. How old was Lucius at the time, maybe four or five years old, and he liked smug beauty since he was a child, hehe !

Harry earned 10 points for his house for the haircut magic circle - the professor was generous.

Because of this, Professor Holyfield learned that his new student, the famous Harry Potter, had come to his class. The old professor was excited for a while, and he took Hermione's hand and said, "Can you It's great to come, I've read about you and what a surprise!"