At noon, Professor McGonagall came to the teachers' cafeteria after finishing her class. They do not eat with the students, mainly to allow the students to eat more comfortably while maintaining the dignity of themselves as teachers.
After all, it is actually difficult for most students to let go of themselves in front of teachers.
She opened the door and approached the cafeteria, when she heard someone calling her.
"Hey! Minerva! Over here!"
Professor McGonagall followed the sound and looked over, and found Professor Flitwick teaching him over there. There was also a bottle of wine on the table that he knew was good at first sight.
Opposite him were Professor Snape and Professor Sprout. Including myself, this is a small meeting of the four deans.
Looking at Snape's gloomy and depressed face, although he didn't know what happened, Professor McGonagall still felt inexplicably relieved.
After all, because of the conflict between the two houses, she and Snape had been disagreeing with each other on some things for a long time.
"Is there anything good about smiling so happily? Have you been invited to commentate on the Wizard's Duel Competition again, Filius?"
Professor McGonagall smiled happily.
"How is that possible, Minerva? The Wizarding Duel Competition is after Christmas. It's not like you don't know."
After Professor Flitwick said this, he realized that there was something in Professor McGonagall's words, and then shook his head slightly.
But Snape did not look even more ugly as Professor McGonagall expected. Instead, he sneered: "Of course it's a good thing, Minerva, you should also listen to it, I believe you will be very happy."
Professor McGonagall frowned for a moment. Then I noticed that Professor Sprout's face under the big hat was not particularly good-looking.
"What happened?"
Professor McGonagall stepped forward and sat next to Professor Flitwick, opposite Professor Sprout, and then asked.
The moment she sat down, there was exquisite food on the plate in front of her, but now she was not in the mood to eat.
"This class of students is really interesting, Minerva."
Professor Flitwick took a sip of the wine in the glass, then smiled and said to Professor McGonagall: "I actually saw this when I was teaching the first-year students of Slytherin and the first-year students of Gryffindor today. Lion cubs and snake cubs sit together, and some even become a group."
"If this situation continues, then we probably won't have to worry about Slytherin students and Gryffindor students getting into trouble in the future."
"Actually," Snape drawled, speaking in a voice that made people unable to help but feel irritated, "the two houses are already at loggerheads, and the conflicts among the students have never been more serious than small ones. It’s never been broken.”
As he said that, he looked at Professor McGonagall who seemed to understand something: "Luke Gunter is really a very capable child. He tied almost all the Slytherin freshmen together so quickly. And then they even affected some of the upperclassmen."
"The conflict between Slytherin and Gryffindor has been eased a lot!"
Professor Sprout frowned and said, "This is a good thing, but... it's just a little too fast. This shows that Luke's leadership is quite amazing."
Professor Flitwick smiled and said: "That little guy was still giving a speech in class today! I have to say that this kid's speech skills are pretty good."
"Aren't you worried? Filius?" Professor Sprout said helplessly, "This child reminds me of some people I shouldn't think of."
Professor Flitwick took another sip of wine, waved his hand and said, "There's nothing to worry about. I just don't feel there is any harm in this child's ideas."
The look on Professor McGonagall's face wasn't very good either.
But Snape had no intention of gloating. Although Luke and Professor McGonagall have a very good relationship, as good as their own juniors. But ultimately, Luke was a student in Slytherin House, and he, Snape, was the Head of Slytherin House. If anything, if something happened, he himself would be the one to blame.
After Professor Flitwick drank a whole glass of wine, he noticed that the three people at the table in front of him, except himself, seemed to be involved in some weird entanglement.
"What are you thinking about?" He said with a smile: "We are all teachers. Now that we have discovered a problem, the first thing we should do is to help the students solve the problem, not the students who have the problem."
"And do you think Dumbledore doesn't know about this? It's up to him to judge this kind of thing."
After hearing this, Snape couldn't help but sneered, then breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head, and started eating.
Professor Sprout's face softened slightly. After thinking about it carefully, it was indeed true. However, since he was worried that this child would go astray, the teacher's task was to help him understand the future before he really set foot on the point of no return. road.
Professor McGonagall's face no longer looked ugly, but the worry in her expression still did not disappear.
So, among four people and four emotions, they ended this informal and not pleasant meeting. An ordinary lunch started, but the atmosphere was cold.
"We have Transfiguration class in the afternoon. Ron, will Professor McGonagall's class be difficult?"
Harry looked at the class schedule posted on the wall of the common room and asked hesitantly.
"It shouldn't be as hard as Snape. At least that's what Fred and George said." Ron said while stuffing mints he brought back from the cafeteria into his mouth, "But the results of the two of them are One is pretty good, so I don’t know what it’s like for the two of us.”
Afternoon, Transfiguration Classroom.
The moment the bell rang, Harry and Ron stepped into the classroom out of breath.
Ron looked up and looked around, and was surprised to find that Professor McGonagall was not in the classroom. There was only one tabby cat on the podium.
All the students already in the classroom focused their attention on the two of them. Malfoy looked at the embarrassed look of these two people and the surprised expression on Ron's face, and subconsciously wanted to show a mocking expression.
But he suddenly thought of his current position, so he silently retracted his mocking expression and looked at the two of them with an almost pity look.
"That's great, Harry, Professor McGonagall hasn't..."
Ron's words had just left his mouth. Harry saw Luke winking at the two of them. Then he saw Neville waving to the two of them, and Hermione pointed at the cat above.
So he immediately covered Ron's mouth. Then he dragged Ron to a seat near the front.
After the two sat down, the cat at the head said under Ron's horrified eyes: "Please don't be late next time, Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley. Otherwise, I will turn one of you two into an alarm clock." , so at least one of you can be on time."
