bookbashuk Chapter 172 Professor McGonagall's Good News
Chapter 172 Professor McGonagall's Good News
Chapter 172 Professor McGonagall's Good News
"Good morning, Professor McGonagall," Loila said softly, biting her lip. As she had been spending more and more time with Professor McGonagall, she felt that she was no longer so afraid of her.
Of course—it's just that she's not very afraid of humans—she's somewhat afraid of them all.
"Good morning, Miss Hamilton." McGonagall gave a rather gentle smile, a stark contrast to her usual serious demeanor.
"Ah—" Loila wasn't very good at dealing with other people's enthusiasm, so she nodded cautiously and asked:
Professor McGonagall—how are you feeling physically?
"It's nothing serious," McGonagall paused before saying, "Thank you for your help."
"Ah—no, nothing like that." Loila quickly shook her head: "It's all—"
Professor McGonagall was clearly injured because of me—Loira awkwardly changed the subject: "So—so you—is there something you need?"
Professor McGonagall looked at her and nodded gently: "Of course."
"Some course-related matters."
Sure enough, why would anyone want to come looking for me if there's nothing wrong with that, right?
Loila gently opened the office door and carefully looked around before letting Professor McGonagall in, afraid that some student lurking nearby might slip in through the crack in the door.
Ah—you're saying the crack in the door is too small? What if one of the students' Animagus is a mouse?
Wait a minute—isn't Professor McGonagall a cat?—Does Professor McGonagall eat mice?—Should I give her some mice next Christmas?
Professor McGonagall was unaware of Loila's wild thoughts. She coughed lightly and then took out a piece of parchment from her bosom.
With a flick of her wand, the parchment slowly unfolded, revealing its contents to Loila.
"Professor Loila Hamilton stepped forward to protect the safety of three students and one professor when Hogwarts was in crisis."
"The Hogwarts Board of Governors, after a meeting, decided to award Miss Hamilton one hundred Galleons as a special prize."
One hundred — Galleons?
Loila subconsciously reached out and pinched her ear—was she dreaming?
That's a full one hundred Galleons!
"McGran—Professor McGonagall?" Loira asked uncertainly in a low voice, "Is this—is it for me?"
"Of course." McGonagall shrugged. "I don't think Hogwarts has a second Professor Hamilton."
She smiled gently and said, "We are all very grateful for what you have done."
"But—but—" Loila said, rubbing her fingers together, "That thing is—it's me—"
"This is not your fault, Miss Hamilton," McGonagall said softly. "Moreover—your actions may very well have made a significant contribution to defeating—the Mystic."
"We know he's still hoping to make a comeback, aren't we?"
"Mmm...mmm..." Although Loila really wanted to refuse, the thought of it being a full one hundred Galleons made her almost unable to move—especially since her salary had already been fully advanced.
We're almost out of money to buy materials for the magic array!
But now that I have 100 Galleons—how many magic circles can I make? The automatic magic circle project can also be started—and I can buy some more dragon blood—
"Oh, by the way, Miss Hamilton," Professor McGonagall gently interrupted Loira's reverie, clearing her throat before continuing, "there are also some other things regarding the course."
"Gulp."
Upon hearing about the class, Loila pursed her lips. "Don't bring this up when we're having such a happy time!"—Loila absolutely didn't want to go to class anymore.
It's unimaginable what those students will do —
"Don't worry." Seemingly sensing Loira's distress, McGonagall reassured her, "This time it's good news."
"Good—good news?" Royla trembled even more violently. None of the good news she received from Dumbledore was truly good news.
Could it be some kind of conspiracy or trickery again?
“That’s right.” McGonagall nodded and continued, “This is an idea that I came up with after discussing it with Headmaster Dumbledore.”
"Given the injuries you sustained in your previous battle with the mysterious man, you are hereby granted special permission to be exempt from teaching duties for the next three months."
"Huh?" Loila's mouth dropped open as she stared at McGonagall in surprise.
She was even more shocked than when she had just received 100 Galleons!
For a full three months—no, this meant I didn't have to work until I resigned!
This is absolutely amazing! Loila even wondered if she was dreaming.
No, no! I wouldn't even dare to think that way, not even in my dreams!
It's all about Galonnaise and not having to go to work—
"You heard me right, Miss Hamilton." McGonagall smiled gently at Loila's shocked expression.
"Thank you—thank you, Professor McGonagall!" Loila quickly said, snapping out of her daze. "I—really—"
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Thank you so much!
"There's no need for that," McGonagall said with a slight bow. "It's what you deserve."
"Then—" Loila asked, as if remembering something, "how should the course be structured—"
"Ah, you don't need to worry about that," McGonagall said, nodding slightly. "Professor Snape is happy to teach in your place for the next three months."
This is wonderful! Royla was not only happy that she could finally rest, but also that Professor Snape's dream had finally come true! It seems that even Dumbledore realized that if Professor Snape wasn't made the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor soon...
He's really gone mad!
"However—" Seeing how happy Loila was, McGonagall coughed and said in a slightly serious tone, "Even so."
"You need to take care of yourself too," she emphasized. "Studying magic arrays doesn't mean you shouldn't go out to eat."
"As far as I know, you haven't left your house for three days, right?"
"Besides the food Miss Lovegood brought you when she came."
"You haven't eaten anything at other times." Her tone was a little serious, which made Loila shudder.
"I'm so sorry!"
"You don't need to apologize to me," McGonagall sighed. "But you should apologize to yourself."
"I'm so sorry!"
Seeing Loila shrinking her head, McGonagall pursed her lips and suddenly opened her arms to hug Loila.
While she stood there, stunned and unable to process what had happened, McGonagall said softly, "Thank you for this time."
"Without you, Mr. Potter, Miss Granger, and Mr. Weasley would be in danger."
"I thank you on behalf of the three of them."
"And then there's myself," McGonagall smiled. "Thank you too, Miss Hamilton."
Her words made Roy's face turn bright red immediately. Had Professor McGonagall embraced him?
Loila felt her head spinning, and as she teetered on the edge of overload, she whispered, "It's okay—"
--It's fine."
"Because—because they are all my—students."
McGonagall smiled slightly upon hearing this, and then said nothing more.