Only after all movement had completely stopped did a complete line of text appear on the back of the name tag.
Once the letters were joined together, the message read:
“G.G. Biological Research Institute.”
…
Professor McGonagall was in her office handling various matters.
Although it was still the summer holidays, she still had no way to truly take a break.
After all, Hogwarts had a headmaster who wasn’t particularly willing to personally deal with trivial affairs.
A great deal of work had to be completed before the official start of the school year on September 1.
“Flap, flap!”
The sound of wings suddenly came from outside the window.
Professor McGonagall was just about to pause her work and take a short rest.
When she saw an owl perched by the window, she casually opened it and let the bird fly into her office.
The owl appeared particularly eager.
It completely ignored the owl biscuits prepared on the desk, dropped off the letter, and immediately flew back out the window.
Professor McGonagall raised her wand and gave it a gentle wave.
The teapot and teacup swayed through the air and floated in front of her.
The teapot automatically tilted itself, pouring hot tea into the cup.
After taking a sip, Professor McGonagall finally picked up the letter she had just received.
“Hermione Granger?”
A little girl with prominent front teeth quickly appeared in her mind, and a faint smile appeared on her face.
It was Professor McGonagall who had previously led the Granger family into Diagon Alley.
After spending a day with Hermione, she already had a basic understanding of the girl.
She was clever, serious, and possessed an extremely strong thirst for knowledge.
More importantly, Professor McGonagall could occasionally see a reflection of her younger self in Hermione. Find the original chapter at novelping.com.
As a result, she had developed quite a fondness for the little girl.
Professor McGonagall opened the envelope curiously.
It seemed that Hermione had encountered quite a few questions she wanted to ask.
Otherwise, the letter wouldn’t have been this thick.
Since she had just been preparing to take a break anyway, she leisurely sipped her tea while reading.
However, before long, she had completely forgotten about the teacup sitting beside her.
“A Hidebehind?!”
“That child actually encountered such a dangerous creature?”
Since Hermione had been able to write a letter, she had obviously returned home safely.
Even so, Professor McGonagall’s heart tightened sharply.
For a young wizard who was only ten or eleven years old to encounter such a creature was like a defenseless lamb coming face-to-face with a hungry wolf.
There was practically no possibility of victory.
She stopped drinking her tea and immediately continued reading.
“An eleven-year-old boy…”
“Used Transfiguration to kill a Hidebehind?”
Before seeing this result, Professor McGonagall had already imagined many possible ways Hermione might have escaped.
Perhaps she had happened to encounter an adult wizard passing by.
Perhaps Hermione had used some method to temporarily frighten the creature away.
Yet no matter how she thought about it, she had never expected that the Hidebehind would ultimately die at the hands of an eleven-year-old child.
A powerful sense of absurdity immediately surged through Professor McGonagall’s mind.
Had Hermione lied in her letter?
That was the first conclusion she reached.
Because Transfiguration was by no means simple magic that could be mastered easily.
And she herself was a genuine master of Transfiguration.
Under normal circumstances, a wizard who had just turned eleven might not even be able to successfully cast a simple Lumos Charm.
Yet Hermione claimed in her letter that a boy had used Transfiguration to kill a dangerous Hidebehind?
Hidebehinds were both cunning and ferocious.
Even if an experienced adult wizard were to deal with one, there was no guarantee that they could dispatch a fully grown Hidebehind with ease.
The more Professor McGonagall read, the more displeased she became.
In her view, the child who had written the letter had most likely fabricated the entire incident.
However, as she continued reading, her expression quickly changed.
“Later, you also encountered Professor Dumbledore?”
Professor McGonagall frowned slightly.
Since Hermione had dared to mention Dumbledore in her letter, wasn’t she worried that her lie would immediately be exposed?
All Professor McGonagall had to do was ask Dumbledore about it, and she could immediately find out whether the incident was true or false.
Could it be…
The events described in the letter had actually happened?
But that was simply too absurd.
How could a ten-year-old child possibly possess such extraordinary Transfiguration skills?
According to Hermione’s description, the boy had barely made any preparations before directly transforming a massive boulder into a stone lion.
Even if he really possessed astonishing talent in Transfiguration, with the magical power accumulated at such a young age, he shouldn’t have been able to accomplish such an outrageous transformation so easily, right?
Later in the letter, Hermione began asking about the difficulties she had encountered in her studies.
She explained that she had imitated the boy named Blake and had also tried casting Transfiguration on a piece of stone.
Yet no matter how hard she tried, the small pebble in front of her remained completely unchanged.
Therefore, she wanted to ask Professor McGonagall for guidance on exactly how she should take the first step in learning Transfiguration.
“Sigh, what a simple-minded girl. How could Transfiguration be so easy to master?”
By the time Professor McGonagall reached this part, another conclusion had gradually formed in her mind.
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