Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

Chapter 1283: Metamorphosis (on)

The Hogwarts Great Hall was silent.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers from the long table of Gryffindor House.

And Umbridge's face darkened visibly, and her disgusting sweet smirk finally couldn't hold back.

"The Acting Headmaster of Hogwarts will go through rigorous and meticulous scrutiny," she said savagely. "Have you really considered being honest about your past?"

"Well... yes, I don't think my past is anything to be ashamed of."

Professor McGonagall sighed softly, looked at Umbridge's gloomy fat face, and said calmly and forcefully.

"It's you, it's too late to quit now... I won't let Hogwarts fall into the hands of a wizard like you."

From the moment he stood up, McGonagall made up her mind: maybe the wounds of the past were opened and exposed to the sun, and there would be some pain.

But those pains were nothing compared to letting Hogwarts Castle fall into the hands of the Ministry of Magic bureaucrats.

"The new headmaster of Hogwarts has appeared..."

Elena stood up holding a slice of bread at the Hufflepuff Academy long table.

"Okay, it's time for me to deliver on some promises. It's almost time for the wind to blow over at the Ministry of Magic."

"Huh? Elena, but the real competition is behind it - the vote among the candidates for the acting principal, and the observation..."

"No need - it's over."

Elena glanced at the older catgirl on the staff seat.

"Look carefully, Professor McGonagall, does she seem to be glowing..."

Compared with the order in danger after several twists and turns in the original book, Professor McGonagall has not experienced enough ordeals in the offline world today.

The crisis at Hogwarts is not that big, and Dumbledore is still active somewhere in the world, giving people spiritual support that people can rely on.

However, with Professor McGonagall choosing to face up to all of her past, she now has no weaknesses.

Like Dumbledore who walked out of Hogwarts decades ago, McGonagall was ready to be the headmaster.

And now...

Elena hooked her finger at Hermione.

"Let's go, let's go to the principal's office together, Mr. Hanged Man has arrived."

"Is Professor Lockhart coming back?" Hermione asked in surprise.

But Elena shook her head slightly with a subtle expression on her face.

"He's not coming back, Hogwarts Castle is too small for his ideals - Lockhart is the most amazing wizard I've ever seen. You haven't seen the comparison Gringotts did in his years, he It's very similar to Tom Riddle in many places." She said with interest, "He's like an embryo that could become the Dark Lord at any time..."

"Professor Lockhart is absolutely impossible to become a dark wizard," Hermione corrected with great firmness.

"Yes, this is the best." Elena replied, shaking her fingers. "Therefore, he is well suited to run for Minister of Magic."

"Eh?!"

Hermione found it hard to keep up with Elena's train of thought.

Because sometimes, the other party will suddenly open a strange topic from a strange angle.

Elena obviously understood Hermione's confusion. In fact, most people in the magical society still don't understand what will happen in the next few months.

Instead of staying in the auditorium, Hermione and Elena sneaked out while everyone was still talking excitedly and the nutritious conversation on the staff seats continued.

Luna maintains the magical afterimage of Elena in the auditorium - this is not a problem for her.

And Hannah has another task, she is also responsible for eating the rest of the food for two...

As the official competition for "acting headmasters" begins, it is inevitable that some of the Hogwarts headmaster's powers will shift from vacancy to even-handedness.

The Hogwarts house-elves could become a breakthrough at any time, and Elena wasn't going to fall down again on small details - Professor McGonagall's best not to worry about too much.

Under Hermione's guidance, Elena walked unimpeded to the headmaster's office.

Lockhart stood beside the ugly stone lion, still in his forget-me-not wizard robe embellished with stars.

However, compared to the frivolous and impetuous young wizard who used to be, Lockhart now has an indescribable calmness on his face.

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