HP: Wizards at Hogwarts

Professor McGonagall reread the "Hogwarts Clubs Formation Plan" from beginning to end.

This time, she was 100% certain that the project was full of "truth, goodness, and beauty," and that there was "unity" and "friendliness" everywhere, without any "malicious intent" or "ulterior motives."

She looked up at Elaine again: "You could do these things yourself, so why did you have to report to me?"

Elaine blurted out, "Since I'm going to form a club at school, of course I need the professor's approval, otherwise wouldn't that be an illegal organization?!"

Professor McGonagall was instantly visibly shaken upon hearing this, her face filled with deep emotion, and tears seemed to glisten in the corners of her eyes.

Merlin's beard!

He was such a well-behaved and discreet little wizard!

That's so touching!!

I actually suspected him of harboring evil intentions before; he has absolutely no professional ethics!

Elaine continued, "Furthermore, forming a club is not just a matter for one grade or one house, but a major event concerning the entire Hogwarts. In the whole school, only you or Professor Dumbledore can make the decision."

"You mean you want all students to participate, regardless of grade or college?"

"If any professors are willing to join, I would also be very happy to welcome them."

At this point in the conversation, Professor McGonagall had already agreed to Elaine's plan to form a club.

However, she wanted to confirm one more thing.

"Eleven, can you tell me why you're doing all this?"

She no longer used the term "Mr. Yakut," but instead addressed Elaine by his first name in a more affectionate manner.

"Don't try to brush me off with excuses like 'learning from each other,' 'physical exercise,' 'cultivating art,' or 'eating better.' I'm asking about the idea of ​​forming a club itself. I want to hear your real thoughts!"

Professor McGonagall stared intently into Elaine's eyes.

Elaine looked directly into her eyes, his gaze sincere.

"Of course, it's to unite the four houses into one, to bring the students of Hogwarts together!"

"Professor, I am doing my best to fulfill what I said at the Sorting Ceremony—to eliminate prejudice between houses, to eliminate discrimination among wizards, and to eliminate arrogance among humans."

Professor McGonagall was completely stunned, frozen in place, unsure of what to say.

She could see from Elavin's eyes that he wasn't lying, but genuinely wanted to do it.

How could I, as his mentor, have such lofty ideals and be willing to put them into action when a young wizard from Muggle society, at the age of eleven, has such a great and noble ideal?

Professor McGonagall couldn't figure it out at all!

"Elevit, good boy!"

"From now on, whatever you want to do at school, feel free to do it!"

"I will fully support you!"

Elaine was overjoyed: "Thank you, Professor McGonagall!"

Just then, a shadow flashed past the window.

The two of them turned to look out the window at the same time.

The shadow that flashed by was Harry, who was riding a flying broomstick, chasing after Malfoy, who was also riding a broomstick.

Suddenly, Malfoy threw something he was holding with force, and Harry immediately gave chase.

He lowered the broom, lunged forward, and reached out with his right hand, about to fall to the ground.

Through the window, Elaine could even see the other young wizards on the distant grass making screaming faces.

At the critical moment, Harry's right hand seemed to grab something. His expression hardened, and his left hand immediately straightened the broom. His body, which was moving at high speed, quickly stopped and hovered in the air, one foot above the ground.

Harry deflated, slumped to the side, and landed softly on the grass.

"What just happened?!"

Professor McGonagall hurriedly put on her glasses, wanting to confirm whether she had just misread the image.

However, Elaine's voice quickly dispelled her doubts.

"That was a beautiful brake!"

"Looks like Harry would be perfect for Quidditch, wouldn't you say?"

Professor McGonagall put on her glasses and was relieved to see that the young wizard in the distance was unharmed.

Immediately, a look of surprise appeared on her face, and she said meaningfully, "You're right! He's indeed very suitable. After all, his father was an excellent suitor; it's a genetic talent!"

At this point, McGonagall secretly made a decision that went against tradition: to have Harry join the Quidditch team in his first year!

"Perhaps Harry isn't the only one with exceptional athletic talent; it's just that others aren't suited for Quidditch but for other sports."

"We should not comfortably bury their talents just because our own vision is too narrow."

"Aren't you right, Professor McGonagall?"

Professor McGonagall was once again rendered speechless by Elaine's words.

"You...you're right!"

Even if Muggle sports aren't as glamorous as Quidditch, they still have their merits.

"If this can allow more students to showcase their talents, that would be great!"

After saying that, Professor McGonagall turned to look at Elivin.

"I have approved your application to form a club. I will personally discuss this matter with Professor Dumbledore later."

"As for now, I think I need to go see Mr. Potter."

Elaine knew that Professor McGonagall was planning to take Harry to find the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, so he wisely chose to take his leave.

"In that case, I look forward to your good news, Professor!"

……

That evening.

Professor McGonagall brought up Elavin's plan and her own thoughts to Dumbledore at the dinner table.

After hearing this, Dumbledore remained silent for a long time.

"You mean... Elaine wants to form a clique at Hogwarts?"

This child...

Just two days ago they were criticizing Snape, and today they're already forming a small group. What are they planning to do tomorrow and the day after?

I wouldn't even dare to dream of it!

Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore meaningfully: "Dumbledore, I know very well what you're worried about right now."

"I had the same concerns as you at first, but in the end, Elaine won me over with his sincerity."

Dumbledore's heart skipped a beat.

Professor McGonagall, without any further investigation, continued, "I'm absolutely certain that he's different from the person he was years ago, completely different!"

"Elevit is kinder, more compassionate, smarter, braver, and more visionary than that person."

"He can lead Hogwarts onto a path completely different from that of the past few centuries—a brighter, more promising road!"

"He is the answer to the future of magic!"

Dumbledore felt a sudden darkness engulf his eyes, his head buzzed, and he could barely catch his breath.

Minerva, Minerva, do you know that you look exactly like those saints who were deceived by Gellert back then?

How can I trust you?!