Hogwarts: Forbidden Son of the Black and White Lord

"I never expected that the situation of students being injured would appear again. This is simply unimaginable, and it is a discredit to the thousand-year history of Hogwarts."

Outside Mrs. Pang Lei's infirmary, Professor McGonagall was furious at the six people in front of him. All the six people present had their heads down, not daring to face Professor McGonagall.

These 6 people are the main persons in charge of this matter, Augustus and Harry 5, and of course the classroom professor Professor Snape.

Professor McGonagall looked at the few people in front of him, and he became angry for no reason, so he reprimanded loudly.

"Severus, as a classroom professor, you failed to fulfill your obligation to protect the students. This is your negligence. It seems that I have to suggest to the principal that we should change to a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

Hearing Professor McGonagall's merciless words, Professor Snape's carefully groomed face that was no longer greasy still couldn't help twitching crazily.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who has been waiting for more than 10 years has only worked for less than a week, and this is about to be lost. Professor Snape hated Malfoy to death.

When I go back tonight, I must write to Lucius and have a good talk with him about the education of my godson. It is unimaginable that I would fall in love with a boy and cause myself to be knocked down by the curse.

"I think Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape or..."

Seeing Snape's twitching face and murderous eyes, Augustus decided to defend himself.

After all, Draco is still his right-hand man now, if he really loses Professor Snape's Defense Against the Dark Arts professorship, then I don't think Draco will want to get out of this infirmary this year.

"Shut up, this matter will be discussed by the principal and the professors, Mr. Dumbledore, you are just a student who has no right to decide the professor's affairs, now stand up for me obediently."

Before Augustus could speak, he was forcefully interrupted by Professor McGonagall. Looking at Professor McGonagall like an angry lioness, Augustus wisely chose to shut up.

"Draco, don't blame the brother for being unjust, the eldest brother really worked hard." Augustus thought silently.

Looking at Augustus who bowed his head and said nothing, Professor McGonagall felt an unprecedented grievance.

I have worked hard to teach at Hogwarts for decades. When Dumbledore went outside to fight against his old friend, I managed the affairs of the college on my behalf. When Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix fought against Voldemort, I had to be in Hogg Woz for rear support.

Finally, the two wizarding wars finally came to an end, and I have lived a stable life for more than 10 years. Dumbledore sent his evil obstacle to Hogwarts. This little bastard is not only talented, but also very powerful. , but he just doesn't have the talent for transfiguration.

Professor McGonagall felt very aggrieved when he watched him regain honors in their respective fields as Professor Flitwick and Professor Snape because of his talents in spells and potions.

"Okay, I won't say anything superfluous. This kind of thing is not allowed to happen again. Professor Snape, please take some students back to where they should go."

Coming out of his thoughts, Professor McGonagall said softly.

Hearing Professor McGonagall's words, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief, so they followed Professor Snape to the auditorium to prepare for dinner.

Augustus watched the crowd leave, and wanted to get away with it. He quietly followed behind the team, but Professor McGonagall's voice came from behind before he had taken two steps.

"Mr. Dumbledore, wait a moment, I still have a lot to say to you, go to my office."

Augustus had no choice but to follow Professor McGonagall towards her office.

Professor McGonagall's office is located at the top of a tower. From the office window, you can directly see the Hogwarts Quidditch pitch.

The main body of the office is a double-height structure, with huge bookshelves on both sides, and a curved desk in the middle. There are many documents on the desk. It can be seen that as the actual manager of Hogwarts (old bee Just a mascot), Professor McGonagall is still very busy.

"Please sit down, Mr. Dumbledore."

Professor McGonagall led Augustus into his office, and then pointed at random with his wand, turning the pile of books next to the door into a chair, and then pointed to the chair and said to Augustus.

"Thank you." Augustus replied politely. After all, he respected Professor Mike very much.

Seeing that Augustus had already sat down, Professor McGonagall asked straight to the point.

"Mr. Dumbledore, you should know why I called you here."

"Well, I admit that everything that happened this afternoon was my mastermind."

Seeing that Professor McGonagall already knew everything, Augustus could only say helplessly.

Seeing the indifferent expression on Augustus's face, Professor McGonagall's eyelids twitched wildly, but he still spoke with suppressed anger.

"What I want to ask is not these, but other things. You know what I want to know."

Hearing Professor McGonagall's words, Augustus couldn't help but thump in his heart. It seems that his use of magic boxes to conduct dangerous potion experiments has been exposed.

"Well, I admit that I should not conduct dangerous potion experiments in school, but I assure you that my experiments are absolutely safe."

Hearing this, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but twitched on his face. It seemed that he still underestimated this little bastard, and then continued.

"Not these, I want to ask other questions."

Other questions, is there a traitor around me, who confessed that he was practicing Fiendfire next to the Forbidden Forest, and throwing experimental medicine into the Black Lake to observe the phenomenon.

Augustus immediately stood up, bowed to Professor McGonagall, and apologized sincerely.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I shouldn't have practiced the Fiercefire Curse next to the Forbidden Forest, and I shouldn't have poured potions into the Black Lake, but I did this just for magic experiments, don't worry, I didn't hurt anything."

After hearing Augustus's sincere apology, Professor McGonagall's eyes darkened and he almost fainted. He never thought that Dumbledore would bring him such a big trouble.

"It seems that our Mr. Dumbledore's school life is very rich, I don't even know about it."

Professor McGonagall said viciously.

Hearing that Augustus was struck by lightning, it seemed that he was thinking too much, and accidentally blew up all the things he had done.

"Then what exactly do you want to ask, Professor?"

Looking at Professor McGonagall's dark face, Augustus asked cautiously.

"Of course it's your Transfiguration results, Mr. Dumbledore, shouldn't a professor care about the academic performance of his students?"

Hearing that Augustus had mixed feelings in his heart, he cursed inwardly, what kind of riddles should he speak? I hate riddlers the most in my life, but he still said cautiously.

"Success, I'm not bad at transfiguration, you see I succeed in transfiguration every time."

Hearing what Augustus said, Professor McGonagall felt his temples throbbing. You are also called success in transformation. If you teach you to use matches to turn silver needles, you can turn matches into a big sword. You can use books to turn them into silver needles. If you want to turn it into a snuff bottle, you can use the book to turn it into a grenade for Muggles, which is also called success in transformation.