It almost didn't take long before Professor McGonagall came to the corridor with Professor Snape.

"Thank you for your hard work, Professor William."

She said coldly to William, but William could be sure that the feeling of this cold words was not directed at him.

Because in the next moment, William seemed to feel the air condensed together.

Professor McGonagall's lips were pursed tightly, and his eyes looked like the ice that had not melted in the snow-capped mountains for thousands of years.

"Potter, Weasley, you two, follow me."

The two frightened quails trembled and followed Professor McGonagall's pace. When the three of them disappeared into the aisle, William felt the air flowing around him.

‘Excuse me.’

William felt that it was definitely not simple just because Professor McGonagall was angry. If he had guessed correctly, the master of Transformation was almost at the level of being able to transform surrounding things at will and use them for attack or defense.

Although he has not seen any introduction in any related books, according to the cards he has read before, Dumbledore should have the ability to turn all the materials in the battle field into puppets at will.

William made a speculation based on multiple books and his memory. This ability is likely to be achieved after magic can be directly affected by spells.

It's so scary.

Just when he was commenting this, Professor Snape, who disappeared at some point, appeared again. This time he brought a more terrifying existence - Dumbledore.

"Professor William, where did Minerva and the others go?"

"Going from there," William pointed to the aisle--he didn't know the way, so it would be nice to point out the general direction.

Dumbledore nodded and hurried over with Snape. However, after walking a few steps, he found William standing still. Dumbledore turned his head and looked a little better, "Professor William, come here too. You have been to the scene and know more."

"Okay, principal."

William inexplicably changed from passing by and being a soy sauce to the client, and followed Dumbledore to walk quickly in the aisle of the castle.

As the target location approached, William finally got to know where they were going—Professor McGonagall’s office.

Although he had been here before, he had never walked this road.

Before Dumbledore could knock on the door, William heard Professor McGonagall's cold voice coming from the cracks in the closed door.

"Why don't you send owls to us? I believe you have an owl, right? Even if you don't do anything, the professor on the train will rush over to find you right away!"

Professor, you are too much. As far as I know, except for me, a guy who dares not take the risk of remote Phantom Movement and doesn't like Floor fans, no professor chooses to ride the Hogwarts Express.

That thing is the name of Crown Express, plus the safety is a bit high, and the actual speed is extremely slow. How could a professor be in the car in the past?

But this is obviously not suitable to be said now.

The principal's face was still cold and dripping water, and his skin had to be dependent on the time - the recognized number one white wizard, who was still angry without moisture.

However, even though he was so angry, Dumbledore still knocked on the office door.

"Please come in."

Professor McGonagall's oppressive voice rang in the room.

Dumbledore entered the room with William and Snape.

At this time, William noticed that in the office, there was a fourth person besides Professor McGonagall and two late students. In the afternoon, the little Gryffindor he had just brought over was really lying on the table, copying something with a quill pen. Even if the three new people came to the office, they didn't want to stop.

While William was looking around, Professor McGonagall had already given up his position to Dumbledore.

The two students fell down almost as Dumbledore's eyes pressed up. For a moment, the whole office was extremely silent, and there was no other sound of a slight quill stroke across the parchment from the corner.

Finally, the principal took the initiative to break the silence.

"Please explain why you did this."

The sound is low, but unusually clear.

William even suspected that one of the two students was about to cry in the next second.

But not, a little boy's voice rang out.

The words were messy, and the story even had a jumping world line, but after listening to it for most of the time, William finally sorted out what happened there when he returned to Kings Cross Station.

Simply put, the two lower grade students were extremely worried after they could not enter the station. In the end, they didn't know why they got on a flying car and decided to come to the school in this way to avoid delaying the school dinner.

Judging from the ending of the story, the two of them are likely to spend the school dinner in Professor McGonagall's office - oh, by the way, they have to add their friends.

Hermione, who was copying the student holiday code (who William just saw it).

Now the question is - where can I get a flying car?

William thought that should be cool, much more stable than adding railings to a broom.

Just as William looked over there and changed into a new parchment, the little boy talking finally stopped his description.

If William is not wrong, this is Harry Potter who Hagrid has been talking about for a long time.

But it is obviously not a good time to know others, and Dumbledore has not expressed any opinions on this series of stories.

In the endless silence, another little boy couldn't hold it in.

"Let's go get things."

The voice was filled with despair.

"What are you talking about, Weasley?" yelled Professor McGonagall.

"We were fired, aren't we?"

The boy named Weasley responded.

"Not today, Mr. Weasley," Dumbledore said, "but I must let you know the seriousness of your behavior."

"So I will write to your house tonight, and at the same time, I must warn you that if you do this again, I will have to fire you."

‘I don’t believe it, I know they will hit the professor in the future!’

William was frantically asking for fun while Dumbledore was not paying attention.

Professor Snape did not feel malice, but he looked at the expression of hearing tomorrow's overtime work Friday night. "Professor Dumbledore, these two students ignored the laws that restrict the use of magic by underage wizards and seriously violated the secret law..."

"Let Professor McGonagall decide the punishment for these two students, Severus," Dumbledore said calmly, "they are students in her academy and she should be responsible."

"Okay, it's getting late, it's time for us to go back to the banquet."

Dumbledore forced Snape, who looked unwilling, and William, who wanted to see how the subsequent plot developed and was waiting for melons.
Chapter completed!