trainer at hogwarts

Chapter 173 Worried Professor McGonagall

Morris curled his lips secretly. What does it matter whether he wins or not? He knew that the old woman Bai Jin was not a good bird. She actually changed history into a completely different shape after she left.

Could this be the reason for an argument with Vera? It's not necessary.

Anyway, he got everything he wanted, and now Morris is thinking about fishing here, and riding the Freeze Bird home after Christmas, feeling free.

With the superpower slate, Gardevoir and the Crystal Lantern Fire Spirit's strength suddenly increased in the following time. According to Gardevoir's own speculation, if they hold the slate and practice in the next time, they will be able to surpass Dumbledore when they go back next year. Maurice threw the water slate fragments accidentally obtained from the pensieve to Laplace and Frozen Bird. As the saying goes, ice and water do not separate each other, and there is no harm in learning more.

If you say that, when I go back, I will be invincible? Morris suddenly felt a little happy.

"Why don't you speak?" Vera asked.

"Ah?" Morris returned to reality and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Are you struggling with that history with Vera? He's not interested. Now he just wants to confirm Vera's attitude, ask her not to talk nonsense outside, and take a look at what else she can get for free.

"What, you're not interested?" Vera raised her eyebrows and walked up to Morris, "Then please tell me what you want to do."

Morris: "I hope to leave before Christmas."

"Christmas?" Vera frowned, "Why?"

Morris shrugged: "Don't worry, I will still fulfill my previous agreement before then. If the so-called crisis deep in the rainforest does not happen before Christmas, then it will almost never happen."

Vera's face suddenly turned ugly, then she turned her head, looked out the window, and said slowly: "It makes sense."

She was anxious, but she couldn't help it.

Morris told himself not to laugh, because if he completely pissed off Vera, it wouldn't end well.

"So, it's decided." Morris stood up, "Of course, please don't call me on such dangerous and thankless actions in the future. I'm still young and I still want to live and have fun in this world."

"As you wish." A smile appeared on Vera's lips.

"Goodbye." Morris walked out of the office.

Vera did not watch Morris leave, her eyes were casual.

After waiting for about seven or eight minutes, there was a "boom" and she punched the table, blood slowly flowing from her hand.

"Heh."

...

On the surface, he and Vera reached an agreement, and now he planned to go back and sleep happily.

"Master, she is very angry." Gardevoir reminded him not to get too carried away.

Morris lay comfortably on the wicker chair: "Of course she was angry. I think she didn't believe that I didn't get anything. You see, she only asked one question, and then she didn't ask anything."

"Why do you think so?" Gardevoir asked.

Morris sighed: "Because I can't suppress my happiness... Although I work hard, I'm afraid in her eyes, I'm just showing off in the past."

Gardevoir frowned: "Then..."

"Don't worry." Morris yawned, "I am so arrogant, and she also knows that I have the ability to be arrogant, so she can't come to trouble me before she fully recovers."

Gardevoir nodded to show his understanding, and then asked, "Then why did you decide to leave before Christmas?"

"I want to have some fun." Morris said nonchalantly, "It's nothing to do anyway, right?"

"No." Gardevoir looked up and squinted into the depths of the rainforest, "That annoying guy is still staring here."

"What?"

The Crystal Lamp Spirit ran out of Morris's shadow: "Master, did you forget to find Professor McGonagall?"

Ah, this... Morris blinked, sorry, I really forgot.

"Crystal Lamp Huo Ling, let's go. Duoduo, you can rest for a while." Morris hurried out the door.

Inside the house, the crystal lantern spirit created a substitute to follow Morris, while the main body remained in place.

"Why did you send Master away?" Gardevoir asked, sitting on the wicker chair where Maurice had just been lying.

The crystal lantern swayed its strange flame and said leisurely: "I didn't. It was the master who forgot about Professor McGonagall."

"Then you can definitely remind me on the way back."

"You didn't remind me either." Crystal Lantern Fire Spirit said dissatisfied, "And didn't you tell me that you had something separate to say? What are you being arrogant about now?"

Gardevoir: "..."

The two elves murmured for a while, and the crystal lantern spirit sighed and got into the box.

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Morris ran to Professor McGonagall's office sweating profusely.

He didn't want to offend this person, so he pretended to be nice.

"Professor." Morris knocked on the door and stuck his head out.

Professor McGonagall was grading some homework, with several quills dancing in the air, looking quite busy.

Morris didn't know whether to interrupt her, so he stepped in sideways and closed the door gently.

Being a magic professor doesn't look like an easy job, Morris thought, mentally crossing out the possibility of staying in school to teach in the future.

Multi-line work is not suitable for him.

"Mr. Hill, are you here?" Professor McGonagall raised her head and pointed to the stool next to her, "Sit down first."

Morris sat down obediently, then stood up again.

"Professor, are you very busy? How about I come later?"

Professor McGonagall quickly piled the homework into a small mountain, turned a cabinet into a stool as high as the stool Morris was sitting on, sat down and said: "It's not necessary, it's fine now. I have a few questions for you. , did you really go to the rainforest to learn magic with Principal Durado last night? Don't be afraid, kid, I am here. If you have any questions, you can tell me and I will protect your safety."

Morris was stunned for a moment. This was the first time he saw such an amiable professor.

Seeing that Morris didn't respond, Professor McGonagall asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Morris shook his head: "Professor, I...I made an agreement with Principal Vera."

"Promise?" Professor McGonagall's brows gradually furrowed.

"That's it, I told you last time, I, I promised..." Morris lowered his head in embarrassment.

"What?" Professor McGonagall raised her voice, "You agreed to the agreement with Durado? The agreement to stay here?"

"No, no, no." Morris hurriedly explained, "It's that magic... I like it very much, but we have made a new agreement, and it will be done before Christmas!"

Professor McGonagall sighed and slowed down: "Child, close your eyes."

Morris tilted his head.

"I want to check if there are any magic spells left on you." Professor McGonagall said.