A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 446 Professor McGonagall's Excitement

William administered an antidote to Professor Trelawney in time, and she slowly regained consciousness.

Once Trelawney regained consciousness, the first thing she did was pick up William's glass and take a full sip of the non-poisoned sherry.

She took a few breaths and fully recovered.

Who the hell would poison this? What a waste of such good wine.

That's utterly wasteful behavior; he should be locked up in Azkaban and disciplined by the Dementors.

Trelawney stared at Professor McGonagall, habitually suspicious of her.

"You must have known beforehand that the drink was poisoned, didn't you, Sybil?"

Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows, a barely concealed schadenfreude playing at the corners of her mouth.

Professor Trelawney gave Professor McGonagall a cold look and began her impromptu performance.

"Of course I know, Minerva," she said calmly. "I just said that unease hangs over this Christmas party."

At a banquet for thirteen, someone is destined to pay the ultimate price.

Mr. Weasley was being followed by misfortune, and I, by drinking his wine, saved his life.

Ron looked at Professor Trelawney gratefully, and from that moment on, he had bought the title of "Trelawney's Lackey".

Professor Trelawney said in a ethereal voice, "I don't want to flaunt my omniscience and omnipotence."

My behavior is often such that I don't have a third eye, so that others won't feel nervous or uneasy.

William inexplicably thought of Lockhart, who used the same excuse when he messed up Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"That says a lot," Professor McGonagall said sarcastically.

"Let me put it this way, I'll ask you... when I get up in a bit, which foot will I step with first? Can you 'see' it with your third eye?"

"The Heavenly Eye will not look at things by command!" Professor Trelawney said, as if she had been greatly insulted.

"Can you see how much your budget will be cut this semester compared to last semester?" Professor McGonagall asked again.

"..."

Professor Trelawney's voice suddenly became less ethereal.

She stammered, "That's a joke. If the salary is lower than I expected, I'm afraid I'll have to find another school that appreciates my talent."

Coincidentally, I received letters from dozens of magic schools inviting me to become their vice principal.

For example, at the foot of the Himalayas…”

"I greatly admire your talent, Sybil. Don't worry too much about your salary," Dumbledore said gently.

"Speaking of jokes, I do remember a joke I've kept hidden away."

So, there was this silly penguin who ate fake chili sauce...

Professor McGonagall coughed noticeably.

"Alright... this is a bit inappropriate, the food's getting cold." Dumbledore raised his hand. "Everyone, eat as much as you can."

Professor Trelawney and Professor McGonagall glared at each other.

This Christmas lunch lasted a full two hours.

William learned firsthand what it meant to have two women make a drama.

McGonagall and Professor Trelawney were constantly arguing and exchanging various verbal sparring.

Professor McGonagall was sharp-tongued and domineering. Professor Trelawney was no less impressive, prone to tantrums and boasting.

If you didn't know better, you'd think the two were competing for the position of Hogwarts' flower teacher.

Putting everything else aside, if William really had to choose between the two as the most beautiful teacher, he would definitely vote for... Professor Barbling.

Good looks are everything!

Finally, Dumbledore and Nico sang "Unforgettable Tonight" together, bringing the Christmas party to a close.

After the banquet ended, Harry and Ron were the first to stand up.

"Which of you was the first to leave your seat?" Professor Trelawney asked in alarm.

"I don't know." Harry shook his head.

Ron also stared blankly at Trelawney.

"I don't think it makes any difference," Professor McGonagall said curtly, "unless there's a mad Dementor waiting outside the door to kiss the first person who walks out of the hall."

"Ignorance is bliss!"

Professor Trelawney was about to make a sarcastic remark when she suddenly burped, ruining the atmosphere she was building up.

She awkwardly covered it up, seemingly exhausted, and then tastelessly took the remaining half bottle of sherry before getting up and sliding outside.

William heard a creaking sound; she must be using roller skates.

I never expected Professor Trelawney to be such a rollerblading expert.

These days... it's true that having more skills is never a bad thing.

William and Hermione did not leave, but instead called out to Professor McGonagall.

"Hmm, no information... Three fire crossbow bolts and an invisibility cloak were sent anonymously?"

After listening to Hermione's account, Professor McGonagall revealed a sharp, all-knowing look in her eyes.

"Brand new fire bolts, excellent... I mean, I need to check them out, um... disassemble them!" Professor McGonagall said sternly.

Wait a minute... William seems to see a light called excitement in Professor McGonagall's eyes.

The last time she was this excited was when she heard that magical creatures were attacking Hogwarts and that she could unleash "Stonestone Guardian".

William felt that Professor McGonagall wanted to take this opportunity to dismantle the broom and properly appreciate the structure of the fire bolt.

Just like those who love sports cars, they always feel uncomfortable if they don't take it apart to see the internal structure.

"It won't take more than a few weeks," Professor McGonagall reassured her.

"If we can be sure that those things are not tainted with any magic or curse, we can return them to you."

After Professor McGonagall finished speaking, she walked away happily.

Harry was furious with Hermione when he heard that they were going to dismantle it, but he had nothing to say.

Because William and his two companions handed over two fire crossbow bolts and an invisibility cloak!

Harry, feeling down, called Ron back to the dormitory. After a hearty meal, they regained their energy and went to bed.

William and his two companions went to Ravenclaw College.

Unexpectedly, I ran into Meera Picqueli in the hallway.

This woman had been at Hogwarts for almost half a year, constantly venturing into the Forbidden Forest in search of the Thunderbird.

She also frequently harassed William, trying to get him to go out with the centaur Fireki.

"Good afternoon, Miss Auror," William greeted her unusually, then asked, "Did you know that Newt has been released?"

"I know, I've received the message." Piqueli stared intently at William and said, "But I won't leave. I haven't found the Thunderbird yet."

I will take over Newt's job and send it to North America.

"That Thunderbird went to the Beauxbatons School of Magic in France; you can look for it there," William sincerely suggested.

"If you go too late, it might already be stewed in a pot by Mrs. Maxim."

"What? Thunderbird is in France?" Picqueli exclaimed in surprise. "I'll go pack my things right now!"

William breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Picqueli's retreating figure.

The annoying guy is finally gone. Now she can go and bother Maxim.

In the afternoon, a horse-drawn carriage appeared at the school gate.

After saying goodbye to Professor Dumbledore, William, Hermione, and Anne boarded the carriage.

They were going to Nico's estate.

This was William's first visit there in two years.

They will spend their Christmas holidays at the estate.

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