v4 Chapter 131： Excited Professor McGonagall

William gave Professor Trelawney an antidote just in time, and she slowly woke up.

The first thing Trelawney did after sobering up was to pick up William's glass and take a full mouthful of non-toxic sherry.

She took a few breaths and recovered completely.

Which one got poisoned by a thousand knives? What a waste of such good wine.

Completely prodigal behavior, should be locked up in Azkaban and trained by the Dementors.

Trelawney stared at Professor McGonagall, habitually suspicious of her.

"You must have known in advance that the drink was poisonous, didn't you, Sybil?"

Professor McGonagall raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth could not hide the schadenfreude.

Professor Trelawney gave Professor McGonagall a nonchalant look and began her improvisation.

"Of course I do, Minerva," she said calmly, "I just said it, and unease hangs over this Christmas party.

In the banquet of thirteen people, some people are destined to pay the price with their lives.

Mr. Weasley was followed closely by the ominous, and I, by drinking his wine, had saved his life. "

Ron looked at Professor Trelawney gratefully, and from now on he would buy out the title of 'Trelawney Dog Legs'.

Professor Trelawney's voice was erratic: "I don't want to show off my omnipotence.

I often behave as if I don't have the third eye, so that others don't feel nervous. "

William remembered Lockhart inexplicably, the same excuse when he screwed up his Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

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

"Let's put it this way, let me ask you... I'll get up in a moment, which foot will I step on first, can you 'see' with your Celestial Eye?"

"Tianmu will not be ordered to watch!" Professor Trelawney seemed to be greatly insulted.

"Then can you see how much your budget for the new semester will be cut compared to the previous semester?" Professor McGonagall asked again.

"..."

Professor Trelawney's voice suddenly became less ethereal.

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

It just so happened that dozens of schools of magic sent me letters inviting me to be vice-principal.

Like the foothills of the Himalayas…”

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

"But when it comes to jokes, I think of a bottom-of-the-box joke.

By the way, there is a silly penguin who ate fake chili sauce..."

Professor McGonagall coughed visibly.

"Okay... some are not suitable, the food is almost cold." Dumbledore raised his hand, "Everyone, eat as hard as you can."

Professor Trelawney and Professor McGonagall glared at each other.

I ate this Christmas lunch for two hours.

William has a profound insight into what it means to play two women in one play.

McGonagall and Professor Trelawney kept fighting, exchanging various words.

Professor McGonagall's words were fierce and domineering. Professor Trelawney is not bad either, and likes to roll around and brag.

I don't know, I thought the two were competing for the position of teaching flower at Hogwarts.

If nothing else, if he really wants to choose a teacher among the two, William will definitely vote for...Professor Babbling.

Beauty is justice!

Finally, Dumbledore and Nico sing a song "Unforgettable Tonight" to end the Christmas banquet.

After the banquet, Harry and Ron stood up first.

"Which of you two left the seat first?" said Professor Trelawney in horror.

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

Ron also looked at Trelawney blankly.

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

"The ignorant are fearless!"

Professor Trelawney was about to sneer when a sudden hiccups broke her brewing atmosphere.

She concealed it embarrassingly, as if she was exhausted, and took the remaining half of the bottle of sherry along with no taste, then got up and slid outside.

William heard a crunch, and she should have a pulley under her feet.

Unexpectedly, Professor Trelawney is also a master of pulleys.

This year is really... the skills are not overwhelmed.

William and Hermione did not leave, but stopped Professor McGonagall.

"Hmm, no information... Anonymous sent three Firebolts and an invisibility cloak?"

After listening to Hermione's narration, Professor McGonagall showed a sharp gaze that could see through everything.

"Brand new Firebolt, great... I mean, I'm going to check, um... dismantle!" Professor McGonagall said with a stern face.

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

The last time she was so excited was when she heard magical creatures attack Hogwarts and could release the 'Guardian of Stone Mounds'.

How does William feel that Professor McGonagall just wants to take this opportunity to dismantle the broom and appreciate the structure of the Firebolt?

This is the same as those who love sports cars. If you don't take it apart and take a look at the internal structure, you always feel uncomfortable.

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

"If we can be sure that there is no magic or curse attached to those things, we can return them to you."

After Professor McGonagall had finished speaking, he walked away happily.

Hearing that it was going to be dismantled, Harry was angry with Hermione, but had nothing to say.

Because of the three of William, they handed over two Firebolts and an Invisibility Cloak!

Unhappy, Harry beckoned Ron back to the dormitory. After they had eaten their fill, they regained their strength and went to bed.

The three of William went to Ravenclaw Academy.

Unexpectedly, I ran into Meera Picquili in the corridor.

This woman has been at Hogwarts for half a year, constantly entering the Forbidden Forest to look for traces of thunderbirds.

He also often came to harass William, wanting him to go out and kiss the horse girl.

"Good noon, Miss Auror." William greeted with a rare greeting and asked, "Do you know that Newt has been released?"

"I know, I got the news." Picquiri stared at William seriously, and said, "But I won't leave, I haven't found the Thunderbird yet.

I'll take Newt's job and send it to North America. "

"That ptarmigan went to the Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in France, you can look for it there," William suggested sincerely.

"It's too late, and it might have been stewed by Madame Maxime in the pot."

"WhatThunderbirds are in France?" Piquelli was taken aback, "I'm going to pack now!"

Seeing Picquely's retreating back, William let out a sigh of relief.

The annoying spirit is finally gone. She can go and pester Maxim.

In the afternoon, a carriage appeared at the school gate.

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

They're going to Nico's estate.

This was William's second visit there after a lapse of two years.

Their Christmas holiday will be spent at the manor.

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