"Professor McGonagall, I have something very important to tell you. Of course, it would be better if you could call Professor Dumbledore as well. Harry, who finally waited until the students in the classroom had dispersed, saw Professor McGonagall behind his desk revising the papers.

"What can you do that matters!" Professor McGonagall pushed her reading glasses on the bridge of her nose and looked into Harry's eyes. "I saw you standing outside for a long time, don't you have to go to class today?"

"Professor McGonagall, we don't have a class in the morning, and now we really have something very important to tell you." Harry said eagerly, sweating through his clothes after standing in the hallway for more than an hour because of the August weather.

Looking at the appearance of Harry and the others, Professor McGonagall shook her head helplessly and said softly; "Just tell me something, Dean Dumbledore received an urgent call from the Ministry of Magic in the morning and has gone to the Ministry of Magic."

Harry asked eagerly with a look on his face when he heard this; "Is Dean Dumbledore really gone? We really have something urgent to find him. It's a big deal, and it can't be done without him! ”

Professor McGonagall shook her head regretfully, disapprovingly; "Head Dumbledore has been on his way for a long time, and it's too late to get back even if it's important! Now if you have anything, just say it, I still have to correct the homework for the students, I don't have time to play dumb riddles with you! ”

"Professor, we're talking about the treasure hidden in the exclusion zone, the one Hagrid brought back, and now someone is playing with its idea to steal it from the exclusion zone." Harry said in a swift tone.

"What, this can't be!" McGonagall frowned when she heard this, and the quill pen in her hand, which had been constantly writing and stopping, was also thrown aside.

"It's true, that's why we're here for Head Dumbledore!" Harry nodded and explained.

McGonagall pondered for a moment, staring into the eyes of the three and asked; "How do you know, this is a top secret, except for a few people, ordinary mentors don't know about it!"

Hermione stepped forward and whispered; "Professor McGonagall, I overheard it while I was in the library, and the person looking for it is the mysterious Professor Zhu!"

"Professor Zhu! Hehehe...," Professor McGonagall chuckled when she heard Hermione's words, instead of being as angry as Harry had imagined; "Don't kid, kids, Professor Zhu had already seen it on the first day it was delivered to Hogwarts. Moreover, the place where the thing was placed was personally sent in by Professor Zhu and the dean. ”

"What!" Hermione looked at Professor McGonagall with a smile on her face, and hurried to tell her what she had heard that day.

"Professor McGonagall, this can't be! I heard with my own ears that Professor Zhu was looking for that thing again, and he also entered the seventh floor without permission, which even the tutors were forbidden to enter! ”

Professor McGonagall shook her head at Hermione's words and said; "Professor Zhu has the right to enter and exit the seventh floor freely, which is authorized by Head Dumbledore. As for what you said Professor Zhu was looking for, I can also tell you with great certainty that it is not the one in the forbidden land. ”

"This, this—" The three of them looked at each other after hearing Professor McGonagall's words, not knowing what the hell was going on.

Professor McGonagall smiled slightly, took the quill in her hand again, and said without raising her head; "Alright boys, it's not your fault. Go play, you just know about it, don't talk about it! ”

"But Professor, he—" Harry had barely said anything before Professor McGonagall looked up and said in an unquestioning tone; Okay Harry, I know you're great, but talking about a powerful professor behind your back, I don't think even Dumbledore would approve of that. Now go out and play, this thing is in the past and there's nothing more to say! ”

"Okay, Professor!" Harry nodded helplessly, and Hermione, who was also dejected, walked out of Professor McGonagall's classroom.

Ron looked at Harry, who seemed preoccupied, and said with a reassuring mouth; "I'll just say it's a misunderstanding! You have to think for yourselves. I think we might as well go to the cafeteria for some dessert when we have the time, knowing that that's what we first-year freshmen should do, not go after a professor! ”

"No, Ron. It is because Professor Zhu does not seem to be suspicious at all, so his suspicion is the greatest! Because only in this way will everyone not pay attention to him. ”

With Hermione's words, both Harry and Ron had their eyes on him. At this time, Hermione analyzed the whole case like Sherlock Holmes, as if everything was under control.

At night, the ceiling of the Hogwarts dining hall is constantly simulating lightning and thunder. Pumpkin-shaped lanterns also float quietly above people's heads, making the rich food on the table look particularly attractive under the faint but bright light.

"Rabbit eyes, the sound of the piano is long, quickly turn the water into sweet wine!"

"Come again, rabbit eyes, the sound of the piano is long, turn the water into sweet wine!"

"Ron, look what he's doing!" Harry, who was sitting across from the boy, looked at the boy in front of him who was waving his wand at the wine glass, and said strangely to Ron.

"He wants to turn clear water into sweet wine!" Ron glanced at the boy, then whispered to Harry; "You don't know, he turned a glass of water into milk at noon today, and in him..."

"Bang...."Before Ron could finish his words, the boy who was performing his magic magic roared, and the glass pointed by the magic wand suddenly exploded into a ball of fire, scorching the boy's hair.

"Hahahaha..." everyone burst into laughter when they saw the boy's appearance, and Hermione, who sat across from the boy with Harry. But after smelling the burnt smell coming, he wrinkled his nose in disgust, and his hands kept stirring, which looked very cute.

Just as everyone was making fun of the boy, a flock of owls circling in with a birdsong flew in.

The owls flew by one by one, and many of the bags that the owls had caught in their hands were thrown onto the dining table in front of the students.

"Hermione, what's in your hand?" Harry asked strangely as he looked at the bag Hermione had taken in his hand.

"It's a newspaper, a newspaper run by the Prophet Newspaper!" Hermione said, opening the bag of newspapers.

After the newspaper was taken out, the picture on the newspaper flashed like a movie. And a sudden voice in the newspaper also appeared in the ears of several people.

(End of chapter)