Hogwarts: Becoming the White Lord from Breathing

Chapter 90 Professor McGonagall's Obsession

The difficulty of the transformation class in the new semester has increased dramatically.

In the first class, Professor McGonagall asked the students to transform beetles into buttons. She thought that only Hermione could complete it - Damon was never within her calculations. Unexpectedly, Harry and Ron completed the transformation at the last minute.

This made her very happy and she gave everyone an extra ten points.

In addition, Professor McGonagall found Damon and discussed their future courses with him - in fact, Professor McGonagall felt that she could no longer teach Damon anything.

From now on, she will no longer give Damon extra homework.

Instead, if Daemon had any ideas about Transfiguration, he could talk to her at any time, and she would welcome him at any time.

"By the way, will you be joining the Gryffindor Quidditch team this year?"

Before saying goodbye, Professor McGonagall thought about it and asked Damon this question.

"I'm still thinking about it. Although my studies with you are over, I have as much to do this year as I did last year. I'm afraid I won't have as much time to train if I join Quidditch."

Professor McGonagall looked a little disappointed, "You don't like Quidditch?"

"I can't say I like it or not, but there are more important things to do. There are only twenty-four hours in a day. If I have to spend more than four hours a day on Quidditch, I don't think it's necessary."

"What if you don't need to train?"

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, her expression serious but with a hint of subtlety - she hoped Damon could join Quidditch.

Although she had never seen this child fly, she could tell from his powerful ability to control magic that he must be a good flyer.

"If it means being a substitute who doesn't have to train, I have no problem with that."

"Okay, it's a deal!" Professor McGonagall agreed immediately, fearing he would go back on his word. "Wood is a bit stubborn, I still need to think about how to convince him - but I will manage it."

"Professor, you really like Quidditch?"

Damon found it a bit amusing. To get him to agree, they even ignored the rules? Wood, the captain of the Gryffindor team, was a training maniac. He would drag Harry to training even in torrential rain. Although Harry managed to endure it, he complained a lot after returning to the dormitory.

Professor McGonagall wanted to persuade Wood to let a substitute player not participate in training. Although she was sure she could do it, she had to show her "different" side to the students.

In response to Damon's question, Professor McGonagall just glanced at him and rarely answered - she almost always responded to Damon's questions.

"I'll let you know the result after the registration closes next week at the latest."

After saying that, she left the office first, apparently to find Wood.

"It seems like there's something else going on."

Looking at Professor McGonagall's back, Damon clearly noticed that she was a little unhappy - her passion for Quidditch seemed to be far beyond that of ordinary people.

"Forget it, let's eat first."

Damon followed him out of the office and went to the lobby to eat.

He arrived just in time to see Ron snatch a timetable from Hermione.

"Hey, why did you circle all of Lockhart's classes with hearts?"

"Give me!"

Hermione snatched back the timetable, her face flushing with irritation.

It seemed that her enthusiasm for Lockhart was no less than that of Ron's mother.

"What did you do, Ron, to make you so angry?"

Damon sat next to Harry and pretended not to see what happened.

"No, he messed with my schedule." Hermione was a little embarrassed and pretended to be casual as she quickly stuffed the schedule into the book, but the book clearly said "Traveling with Vampires".

This is a classic book title format, who else could it be but Lockhart?
"Hello, I'm Colin Creevey."

While they were eating, a very thin little boy with grey hair came up to them, holding what looked like an ordinary Muggle camera.

When Harry turned to look at him, his face flushed red.

"I'm in Gryffindor too. Do you think—if I could—I could take your picture?" He held up the camera hopefully.

When Harry saw the camera pointed at him, his experience of dressing up as a woman during the summer vacation came to his mind, and his face subconsciously darkened.

Colin didn't care, took a few steps forward, and said eagerly:

"I know everything about you. Everyone tells me how you escaped the mysterious man and how he disappeared. You still have a lightning-shaped scar on your forehead.

My dad is a milkman, and he can't believe it either, so I'm going to take a bunch of pictures and send them to him, and if there's a picture of you in there—"

He looked at Harry pleadingly. "--perhaps I could stand next to you and ask your friend to press it? And then, could you sign it?"

"Signed photo? Ha!"

Draco Malfoy came up behind Clym calmly, flanked by his two big, fierce-looking buddies: Crabbe and Goyle.

"Open your eyes wide and take a good look. Who is the person sitting next to this deceitful 'savior'? He is much more popular than Potter!"

"Malfoy, what does this have to do with you?"

Damon glanced at him, wondering what was wrong with him.

Malfoy's face flushed immediately, and he looked at Damon and said:
"Damon, you should focus on your reputation and prestige. This little guy who came from nowhere actually dared to ignore you. You should teach him a lesson."

As he spoke, he looked at Colin with a somewhat unfriendly expression.

Colin was also a little indignant at this time and didn't tolerate him at all, "You are jealous! There is no way that there is a student greater than Harry Potter!"

"Really? Looks like someone needs to clear their head!"

"Come on, Malfoy, he's just a freshman who's just been sorted. Do you like bullying others so much?"

Damon spoke up, interrupting the tense atmosphere.

"If you really care about your reputation, then you should be more careful about your words and actions. I don't want to hear those disgusting words from you again in the new semester."

"I-Of course I will! Well, since you don't appreciate it, forget it!"

Malfoy seemed to have not expected Damon to be so rude to him. His fair face turned pale for a moment, and then quickly turned red.

"Crabbe, Goyle, let's go!"

He left in a rather embarrassed manner, feeling somewhat confused - why did Damon turn around and stab him when he spoke up for him?

This method is wrong, we need to change it!

"He actually left like this?"

Ron rolled up his sleeves, ready to join Damon in beating Malfoy, but was puzzled to see him leave so abruptly.

"Why do I feel like he seems to have changed a bit? Although he's still very annoying."

Harry looked at Malfoy's departing back, feeling somewhat bewildered.

(End of this chapter)