Everyday Players at Hogwarts..

Chapter 687 Harry, This Is Your Child

Time: 5am.

The Ravenclaw common room, which used to be dark, was now brightly lit.

As a prefect and president of the student union, Penelope has written to inform the professors who will be patrolling tonight and has taken on the responsibility of organizing the order.

So the students just whispered behind the archway leading to the common room.

Look towards the lounge from time to time.

However, there were still students in the lounge.

Because of the position of the baby when it appeared,

And Harry's words,

Plus, the professors all knew that Harry was unusual.
He was able to sit on the sofa in front of the relit fireplace, holding the child.

Ginny, using her status as Harry's fiancée, coaxed the child with him.

The first to arrive was Professor McGonagall.

She ran over here in a hurry without even changing her clothes.

Wearing a plaid morning gown and a hairnet, his usually stern face was filled with anxiety.

"Where is the child? What's going on?" As soon as she came in, she looked at Harry and the child in her arms.

"This--" Harry was about to say something.

But Professor McGonagall quickly stopped him, "Don't talk about the child here."

She looked at the students behind the arch, then said to Penelope, "Well done!"

She was silent for a few seconds.

Seems to be complaining.
If it were Gryffindor, would Percy be able to control those monkeys?

A few more words came out from her pursed lips, "10 points for Ravenclaw!"

It’s not that she skimps on points.

It was because of this semester, because of Harry, and the three classes every Saturday, Ravenclaw's scores had already taken a huge lead.

There is already a gap of 150 points from the second place Slytherin.

Not to mention Gryffindor, who came in third.

Professor McGonagall frowned at the thought.

Harry seemed to think that Professor McGonagall was a little angry, and he straightened his back quickly.

However, he saw a scene he had never seen before.

When Professor McGonagall looked at the child, her brows relaxed and a slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

This slight smile was like the finishing touch. She seemed to be decades younger, and the net on her head seemed to loosen automatically.

Harry and Ginny stared at the scene in amazement.

It was not like they had never seen Professor McGonagall smile before.

They also laughed at scenes like their engagement party and Slytherin's defeat in the Quidditch match.

But this is the first time he has looked so kind.

As if she was afraid of waking the child, she raised her head and said softly to Harry, "Go to my study. Dumbledore will be waiting for you there."

She waved her wand.

Harry cut it out of the quilt.
The quilt that served as the baby's swaddling clothes suddenly expanded.
Wrap the baby all over except the face.

It is also much thicker.

There were even two strips of fabric that extended to the back of Harry's neck and tied securely.

"Take the child." After that, she turned her head and looked at Ginny, "As for you, Ginny, just go to sleep."

It seems that Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration just now has a good soundproofing effect on the quilt.

She walked to the archway and said sharply, "And you, get back to bed too! Don't you have classes tomorrow morning?"

So, Ginny walked towards the dormitory reluctantly, while Penelope led the excited students back to the dormitory.

Professor McGonagall walked out of the common room shoulder to shoulder with Harry.

After walking down the spiral staircase, Filch and his cat, Mrs. Norris, were waiting below.

But what is different from the past is that.

Filch did not carry an oil lamp, but instead held up his new elm wand and cast an Illuminating Charm to keep the darkness at bay.

After learning magic, Filch never missed any opportunity to perform magic.

"Is this the child?" Filch's old face softened and his voice lowered unconsciously. Mrs. Norris stopped meowing in her hoarse voice.

“You continue your patrol, Argus.

I will take Harry and the child to my study," Professor McGonagall ordered.

Filch nodded, and he and Mrs. Norris disappeared into the darkness.

On the way to the study, Professor McGonagall spoke up, "Harry, can you tell me now how this child came about?"

"I—" Harry swallowed.

For some reason, he had the illusion that he was related to this child by blood.

If he told the truth.

Will Professor McGonagall and the others still treat this child so kindly?
This child's parents are notorious Death Eaters.

Professor McGonagall is also a member of the Order of the Phoenix.

Many of her friends and teammates died at the hands of Death Eaters.

And Neville,

If he knew that the child's mother and father were the criminals who had driven his parents crazy for so long,
Will he still be as kind as when he saw her in the dormitory?
Harry wasn't sure.

He even had the urge to hide everything.

He hoped that the child could get rid of her sinful parents, be loved by people around her and grow up happily.

Rather than in the cold eyes or hatred of others.

"I don't know. She seemed to have Apparated over," said Harry.

Because of Harry's ability to lie, when he decided to lie, Professor McGonagall didn't notice the slightest mistake.

Instead, she subconsciously believed what Harry said.

"Such a young child? How come?" Professor McGonagall's nostrils widened slightly in surprise.

However, she was not surprised for long.

Because the study has arrived.

Inside the study, Dumbledore came up quickly.

After three minutes,

Dumbledore, who learned the consequences from Professor McGonagall, sighed.

The blue eyes carefully examined the baby hanging on Harry's chest through the half-moon lenses.

His eyes seemed to see through everything.

Harry thought so subconsciously.

Because he found that Dumbledore's gaze seemed to have shifted from the baby's face to him.

How Harry wished Dumbledore didn't know too much about Britain's famous pure-blood families.

In the dream, Rodolphus had said that she had the strong masseter muscles that only Lestrange had.

How terrible it would be if Dumbledore could see that.

"Harry, it's your child!" said Dumbledore.

He looked a little surprised, but his words were full of confidence in his judgment.

"She's not—" Harry paused. "What did you say?"

Professor McGonagall also quickly questioned, "Albus, are you right?
Harry simply didn't have time.

He had been at Hogwarts, and before that at the Burrow and Black House.

It can't be that he gave birth to this child alone!"

Dumbledore did not answer their questions directly at first, "This child is very special. It is definitely not a normal birth.

From what I observed, she seemed to be only 5 or 6 months old.

But she was born healthy.

There is no difference from a full-term baby.

As for her father, it could only be Harry.

The blood connection between them can only be explained by being a father and daughter.

As for time,

Based on the time I observed the children,
Derived forward,
Didn't Harry enter that wonderful mirror world during that time?
This child may be born in this way.”

(End of this chapter)