thefictionvixens Prelude to Chapter 107
Prelude to Chapter 107
Prelude to Chapter 107
"By the way, isn't it a bit inappropriate for so many of you to come to the kitchen for a nighttime stroll?" Penelope was a little worried that Filch might become corrupted because of this.
It's not a big deal if an unpopular administrator turns evil.
However, a grand show is about to be performed at Hogwarts, and any mishap in any part of the show could lead to bad results.
Therefore, Penelope, who knew the truth, was worried that Filch might become corrupted after suffering repeated setbacks, leading to mistakes.
"Haven't Filch been doing this all these years? What are you worried about?" someone asked, puzzled. From being chased by Filch in the lower grades to teasing Filch in the higher grades, it had become an essential experience for successful Hogwarts students.
Oh no, I'm getting carried away with my concern. Penelope realized she was concerned about something she shouldn't be, and quickly came up with an excuse: "Didn't Filch catch Slytherin and Gryffindor a while ago? If Filch uses this as a reason to complain to the headmaster again, I'm worried that it will affect our access to the library in the future."
The concerns about going to the library at night were quickly dispelled by all the Ravenclaws, who frowned and said, "Surely not?"
"I don't think the principal will agree to Filch's request."
"If Filch's emotions fluctuate wildly between his previous resounding victory and this crushing defeat, and he falls ill and becomes unable to serve as librarian, the school will have to replace him with a stricter librarian, which will indeed greatly affect our nighttime visits to the library," Qiu Zhang suggested a rather extreme possibility.
"We should try to avoid Filch when we go out at night in the future," Penelope said naturally.
The little witches grabbed some food from the kitchen. They fed the mice, played with Doro, and even received some "Orunji" services from him.
Finally, after Penelope claimed she would send Dora back to the Adventurers' Club, the little witches left the scene in batches, and some of them had something bouncing around in their wizard robe pockets.
Penelope could only emphasize repeatedly: "The mice can be taken away, but their safety must be guaranteed. They must be returned to us within a day or two."
She said these mice were not ordinary mice, but meritorious mice, mice capable of making the headlines of The Prophet.
The little witches nodded in agreement, practically patting their chests in confirmation.
As Penelope watched them leave, she said to Doro, "It's getting late, you should head back to the Adventurers' Club."
doro: "People, dorm, together."
"Do you want to come back to the dorm with me?"
Doro tapped his chubby little face: "You're nice. Doro likes you."
"Okay, let's go back together then." Penelope hugged her, cast a Disillusionment spell on herself, and headed towards the Ravenclaw common room.
On her way back, she peeked from a corner of the stairwell and saw Filch throwing a tantrum in the second-floor hallway.
Even Mrs. Lorris, who was always close to him, only lingered around him and dared not approach.
"Why does the principal need to appoint an administrator?" Penelope asked, puzzled.
"Hello, Mr. Gale," Minerva McGonagall said, her face as grim as if she had discovered a hundred Percys taking Gryffindor students out for a night out.
In the principal's office, Professor McGonagall saw that Dumbledore had claimed that the legendary alchemist Nicolas Flamel, whom he had invited, had been brought in, which put McGonagall at ease.
However, when McGonagall discovered that this man who called himself Gale had been invited, her heart leaped into her throat, and she almost jumped out of her skin.
Gale didn't see anything wrong with it at all, and chuckled, "I've long heard of the reputation of the Hogwarts Transfiguration Professor, but I've never had the chance to meet him before due to being too busy. Meeting him today, I'm sure I'm worthy of the dual positions of Head of Gryffindor and Transfiguration Professor."
Professor McGonagall was furious, but Dumbledore was determined to remain silent and didn't say a word.
He turned to admire the portraits of the principals on the wall, as if discovering for the first time that each principal had a unique image: these portraits were so lifelike.
Seeing that Dumbledore was pretending to be mute, Professor McGonagall looked around at the others in the headmaster's office, hoping that they would say something to discourage Gale from entering Hogwarts.
She saw Ryan run to Nicolas Flamel, as if asking him for alchemy advice.
Upon seeing his two helpers, Snape was initially delighted, but then his mind went blank, and he seemed lost in thought.
After struggling for a while, Flitwick began to ponder his spell's model of nuclear fission, leaving people wondering whether he had been preoccupied with Gale or his own magical theories.
Only Professor Sprout shared her opinion, believing that Mr. Gale's presence at Hogwarts was somewhat illogical.
"Albus!" McGonagall raised her voice.
The sharp sound echoed in the principal's office, leading Ryan to suspect that Professor McGonagall had secretly unleashed "loudness."
"What's wrong, Minerva? I think the two helpers I brought are more than enough to keep Voldemort from doing anything. Don't you think so?" Dumbledore finally seemed to snap out of his daze.
Ah, the headmaster is right. Let alone a Voldemort with low health, even a Voldemort in his prime would be dealt with. — Ryan muttered to himself.
Minerva McGonagall clenched her fist, wanting to punch someone, but ultimately held back: "So we'll stay at the Quidditch match, while Albus, Mr. Gale, Nicolas Flamel, and Lane, the four of you will stay in the room at the Philosopher's Stone."
Ryan: "In addition, Vio, Pablo, and Penelope need a reasonable reason for taking leave. Just say that the production and operation of the Fantasy Tower requires the three of them to go there. Hopefully, the professors will deliberately make a sound when they approve the leave."
"So cautious"—almost all the professors thought of this phrase. From having the three doubles live their lives in an orderly manner to a reasonable excuse for leave that Voldemort couldn't suspect, everything seemed so correct at every step.
Time flies.
The highly anticipated Merlin Medal awarding ceremony is about to begin.
Hogwarts also welcomed a grand Quidditch match.
Unfortunately, Violet of Slytherin had to leave the school to handle matters related to the Tower of Fantasy and the Selwyn family.
Meanwhile, Pablo and Penelope of Ravenclaw had submitted their leave requests well in advance due to matters related to the Tower of Fantasy.
A Ravenclaw student asked them curiously what was going on, and the two just smiled mysteriously and claimed that Tower of Fantasy would be launching a particularly interesting product, even more interesting than the communicators that are currently popular in the British Isles.
Ryan, the invited protagonist, along with his Headmaster Professor Flitwick and Hogwarts Headmaster Mr. Dumbledore, appeared in the Great Hall and received praise from all the students.
After breakfast, the three of them left the castle and headed to the Ministry of Magic, amidst the gleaming gazes of some young wizards.