Hogwarts: Harry Returns from Azeroth

Chapter 16. [Seeking follow-up reading] Professor McGonagall suddenly feels bad, and the future is bleak

"The name of Weasley requires us to never take a step back in front of the Malfoy! The glory of Weasley is on my shoulders!"

Even though his face was swollen like a pig's head, it was still difficult to conceal Ron's excitement at the moment.

This was an experience of passion he had never had before, and also an unprecedented moment of attention for him - not only Fred and George had praised him just now, but also many Gryffindors he didn't know also praised his bravery.

His bravery!! Ron Weasley's bravery!

It has nothing to do with his brothers!!
This feeling of being noticed and praised was something Ron had never experienced before. Normally, he was not much noticed at home.

But it is different now.

How to say confidence? Confidence, Ron even thought he could savor this feeling until he was eighty years old.

"That's right, Harry, don't say that!" Neville also said vaguely.

Shaking his head, Harry didn't know what to say...but he had to admit that he was actually quite relieved.

These kids are all pretty good.

Oxen are indeed gentle to others, but they are also brave and not afraid of trouble.

He dared to take action because he knew how strong he was, and Ron and the other two followed suit simply out of loyalty and because they could not tolerate injustice.

Because of the word Mudblood, and because Harry went first.

As the first three people to engage in the enemy, Ron and Neville were actually beaten pretty badly. After all, two fists are no match for four hands. Even Hermione was beaten pretty badly, but others held back somewhat because she was an eleven-year-old girl.

Speaking of Hermione.

"We will definitely be expelled! Expelled on the first day of school. Oh my God, my magic dream is over, all over... wuwuwu..."

Well, this kid can't stop crying.

I clearly shouted during the divination that I would never cry, but now I am crying so hard that I have forgotten everything I said before.

"I've never been in a fight before! It's over! The professors will definitely write to Dad and Mom and ask them to come and take me back, wuwuwuwu..."

"Don't worry, Hermione," Ron said with a swollen face and a vague voice, "If your parents were Muggles, they wouldn't be able to come to Hogwarts to take you away."

"Is this the point?!" Hermione screamed, "We should have calmed down! No matter what, we shouldn't have--fought!!"

"I am very grateful to you. Although I don't know what Mudblood means, I know they were scolding me at that time - you were all implicated by me! Now we have to drop out of school together!!"

The little girl cried harder.

The storm cries.

"Yes, fighting is really wrong." A man who was tied up twisted his butt and moved over from the ground. He also had red hair and said indignantly, "The most important thing is that he didn't even listen to the class leader's words! I asked everyone to get out of the way! And someone actually attacked the class leader!!"

This person had been introduced to Harry and the others by Ron when they were tied up in the box. He was also one of Harry's brothers, named Percy Weasley, and was this year's Gryffindor prefect.

To be honest, at the beginning of the melee, Percy did try hard to separate the crowd when he rushed over from the prefects' box, but was forced to join the battlefield after his glasses were knocked off by a punch - to be honest, Percy always felt that the first person who punched him seemed to be a Gryffindor.

Maybe it was his younger brother, George to be precise... or maybe it was Fred?

The scene was so chaotic that I can’t remember clearly.

It is impossible for a Gryffindor to punch its own prefect, but it seems somewhat possible for a Gryffindor to punch its own prefect.

And this is why Percy's face is full of dissatisfaction and indignation. After all, he did not find the murderer, and was scolded by Professor McGonagall for not fulfilling his responsibilities as a prefect and instead joining the melee. He was also tied up here.

"Don't worry, we won't be expelled, kid." Percy put on the attitude of an elder. Although the bruises on his face ruined his image, he still comforted Hermione: "It's just a fight, and so many people are fighting. Hogwarts will not expel so many students."

"Yeah, that's right," a Gryffindor student nearby interrupted nonchalantly, "And last year the battle between the sixth and seventh year students in the corridor was much more intense than this. It was a battle of spells, and there were not enough beds in the infirmary. Professor McGonagall almost went crazy."

"…Is Hogwarts so messy?" Hermione looked stunned.

"Oh, little girl," the Gryffindor laughed, "you know, there are always things more important than house rankings and detentions."

"That's right! That's the glory of Gryffindor!" Fred also twisted his hips and moved over and shouted excitedly: "We won this time! Those stupid snakes were beaten up! If Professor McGonagall hadn't suddenly arrived, none of them would have been able to stand!"

"Yeah, Hermione, don't worry about these little things, let's have fun together!" Ron also said excitedly: "You have no idea how dirty the words they used to scold you were. Even in front of the professor, they were the ones who started the war first."

"And it's not just that word. They even dared to insult my character. This is racial discrimination." Harry also comforted the frightened girl. "You know, racial discrimination is too much."

Glancing at the pair of horns on Harry's head...Hermione didn't want to talk.

"That's right!" Fred... or George, anyway, the other twin, shouted excitedly: "How dare those stupid snakes insult our great minotaurs! Harry! You are a natural Gryffindor! The word courage is specially used to describe you!!"

"You will become the future Lion King!!"

"Hey? Wait, why isn't it the Minotaur?"

"Minotaur? Great George, what a wonderful word."

"The Bull-Headed Lion King! The Bull-Headed Lion King!!"

The scene suddenly became heated. At first, only Fred and George were shouting, but later the whole box was shouting - and when the sound spread, it became the common roar of several boxes.

A roar that would make Professor McGonagall faint.

The student days are undoubtedly the most energetic, youthful and beautiful time of a person’s life.

As for the punishment and confinement... let's talk about it after we get to school.

——————————————The ropes on a group of people who were to be punished were at least removed when they got off the train.

I can only say that Professor McGonagall did this very reluctantly, and given that the first-year students needed to take a boat to reach the castle, she finally sternly warned Harry and the other three not to make trouble on the boat.

Harry didn't take it seriously at all. Professor McGonagall probably thought he was a little brat who loved to show off, but Harry knew he wasn't.

Niu Niu just does what he should do, no matter what others say.

"Lower your head!"

Hagrid on the front ship shouted. The fleet was passing under a bridge arch - but to be honest, given the height of the bridge arch, Hagrid was probably the only one who needed to lower his head.

Passing through the bridge tunnel, the entire Hogwarts appeared in the eyes of all the little wizards in an instant.

A very magnificent castle. Well, that’s not quite accurate. It should be said that the lake and the forest next to it all belong to Hogwarts—plus the wizarding village called Hogsmeade mentioned in the book.

Harry quite likes this kind of castle because the magic of this kind of castle has been described in many fairy tales.

In addition, when adventuring, this kind of castle generally means there are a lot of treasures, which is simply wonderful.

"It is said that a thousand years ago, the founders of the four colleges came here along this road and built Hogwarts on the cliff." Hermione was too busy crying at this time. She looked at the castle under the moon with eyes wide open, full of longing. "...I saw it in "Hogwarts, A History of the School"."

"This should be part of a magic," Harry said, looking at his palms. "From the beginning, there has been an invisible magical force shrouding us."

"What do you mean?" Ron asked stupidly.

"That is to say, we are walking along this path following the footsteps of the founders of the school thousands of years ago. This is a kind of ritual magic in itself... I guess the effect will probably be safety protection, exorcising curses, etc. After all, this is a school for training young wizards." Harry thought for a moment and said, "Besides, isn't there a sorting ceremony later?"

"Ah, that's right," Ron nodded, "but no one wants to tell me how the Sorting was done. Fred said it hurt us a lot... It's scary. What about you, Neville? Any news from your side?"

"No," Neville shook his head and said with some fear, "Grandma refused to tell me anything, just told me to be careful... To be honest, I might be the first little wizard to be sent home for failing the Sorting Ceremony."

"Oh, that's impossible, Neville," Ron comforted, "Don't forget your record today, you are definitely a brave Gryffindor!"

Ron's words made Neville seem much more reassured.

And Hermione...she was already reciting the knowledge points silently.

After getting off the boat, he followed Hagrid all the way to the castle gate... Professor McGonagall was already waiting here. She waited, she - she came straight to Harry.

"You have done something big, a very big thing, Mr. Potter." Professor McGonagall's eyes were like the blade of a knife. "Before you, there has never been a freshman who has not yet entered school who has caused such a big thing. To be honest, I really should break your wand and send you back. Perhaps only in this way can you learn what it means to be cautious and what it means to be content."

"I'm sorry, Professor! If you want to expel someone, please expel me! It's all because of me..." Before Harry could say anything, Hermione broke down and started crying.

The little girl always believed that the fight was caused by the swearing she received.

"It's not Hermione's fault. They provoked me first, Professor. I don't think we should be punished." Harry, who would not be scared by such words, said calmly: "First they insulted Hermione as a mudblood, and then they racially discriminated against me and insulted my horns."

"If you really want to expel them, please expel all the Slytherins in that box first. Otherwise, I will write to the Daily Prophet and have wizards speak for me."

Professor McGonagall took a deep breath.

"This is not your fault, Miss Granger." Professor McGonagall was very gentle to this kind of genuine good student. "Don't be afraid, you will not be expelled. What I want to talk about now is Mr. Potter's matter."

She had previously heard from Dumbledore about the fact that the Boy-Who-Lived now insisted that he was a minotaur, and she was mentally prepared.

But there was always something that made it difficult for her to hold on.

"Mr. Potter," Professor McGonagall's voice suddenly became low, "I have to remind you that human body deformation is a very, very dangerous thing. It is easy to cause irreparable harm... Especially for a little wizard like you who does not have enough knowledge and whose body magic is not fully developed... You are very lucky."

A kind warning.

Professor McGonagall could see that Harry's horns were not the result of human body deformation, but rather something else turned into horns and then glued together with the flesh of his forehead.

But even so, this is very advanced content for a first-year student.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Professor," Harry said sincerely, "We minotaurs are like this, having horns is a very normal thing."

Professor McGonagall closed her eyes.

She felt that she would probably have trouble starting this year, and it would be a big trouble.

The torture brought by problem students, the mysterious disappearance of college scores, being so angry that one loses appetite and loses hair, etc.

College Cup, my college cup...

She has even reserved a Gryffindor seat for the person in front of her. Even so, who would believe you if you said you wouldn't go to Gryffindor?
Professor McGonagall kept repeating in her mind that geniuses always have quirks... just like many of Albus Dumbledore's quirks were considered the behavior of a madman in the eyes of others, but based on everything she had seen so far, this boy who survived was indeed a magical genius.

Then she opened her eyes again.

"Give me your hammer and shield, Mr. Potter," Professor McGonagall said with great difficulty, "We don't need such weapons in Hogwarts."

"Okay, Professor," Harry handed it over obediently.

Then Professor McGonagall took two steps with the hammer and shield, just two steps - and then walked back even faster and stuffed the hammer and shield back into Harry's arms.

"Absolutely! You are absolutely not allowed to point weapons at your classmates again! Do you understand! Mr. Potter!!" Professor McGonagall said angrily, "Otherwise I will really expel you!"

Harry agreed too quickly.

The further Professor McGonagall walked, the more she felt something was wrong, because based on her decades of teaching experience, she knew that students who confessed their mistakes at the speed of light were often the ones who would never learn from their mistakes and would definitely make the same mistake again.

The kind that refuses to change despite repeated admonitions! The kind that refuses to listen to others!!

(End of this chapter)