The little wizards of Hogwarts were boiling.

While Gryffindor's office did feel cheap, opening Gryffindor's office from the Ravenclaw break room left behind a riddle that aroused the suspicions of the young wizards.

Ravenclaw said that he was staring at Gryffindor, but Gryffindor was staring at Slytherin.

Doesn't that mean Gryffindor can find Slytherin's lounge!

So the words left by Gryffindor were also solved by the little wizards with all their might.

Some red-haired wizards even tried to go to the Headmaster's Office to steal the Sorting Hat.

But according to an unknown redhead, the Sorting Hat in the Headmaster's Office is missing!

Immediately afterward, Professor McGonagall grabbed two redheads from the girls' bathroom on the second floor, and immediately blocked the door to the bathroom.

In order to prevent the myrtle in the bathroom from screaming, she was given the right to leave the bathroom and play around.

……

Ron angrily walked down the hallway with Harry, who had just reconciled, while Hermione was studying the clues of Ravenclaw and Gryffindor in her notebook in an attempt to find Slytherin's office.

"This must be a ring!" Hermione muttered to herself excitedly.

"Ravenclaw can find Gryffindor, Gryffindor can find Slytherin, Slytherin can find Hufflepuff, Hufflepuff can find Ravenclaw!"

"Oh, Hermione, you should be sober, weren't you there, look at Gryffindor's office, I heard that the little house-elves have been cleaning for days!"

"There's no treasure at all, there's no point."

The cold wind was cold, and the group had already reached the open platform, which was located between the Ravenclaw Tower and the Gryffindor Tower.

It's snowing...

Before Hermione could retort to Ron, Draco walked over to O'Chong.

He scoffed, "Wesley, do you think Slytherin is the same as poor Gryffindor?" ”

"Slytherin's office is full of precious books on magic..."

Draco swept Sawron's red hair, the meaning in his eyes clear.

"You're a true Gryffindor."

"Malfoy!" Ron glared at Draco, his face flushed!

"Hahaha!" Draco laughed, not afraid of Ron.

"Smack!" A snowball smashed into Draco's head.

"Poked!"

Draco raised his wand in exasperation.

"Stop making a fuss, Draco." Brie walked over, the snow sizzling on the ground.

"Good morning, Hermione."

Hermione blushed, and she said, "Good morning, Brie...... Well, Brie, have you found a dance partner for the Christmas Ball? ”

"I..."

"Alas, Draco." Draco immediately pulled Brie away and glared back at Hermione.

Hermione gritted her teeth and snorted, then looked at the two next to her, but neither of them moved.

"I went to the Ravenclaw lounge and I made an appointment with Parvati. Patil and Padma Patil, we are going to study these riddles again. ”

Hermione snorted again and walked away.

"What's wrong with her?" Ron asked, scratching his head.

Harry didn't know why, and said tentatively, "Maybe I hope we can invite her to the Ball." ”

"What, and her!" Ron shook his head vigorously like a rattle.

"No kidding, who's going to dance with a lioness who can explode at any moment, look at Hermione's hair that can't be seen more."

"Ron, you can't say that about a girl." Harry frowned.

"I'm just talking about the character, although the image is also somewhat similar." Ron whispered, then compromised, "Okay, okay, I apologize, but I don't think you want to dance with her." ”

Harry smiled awkwardly, he had been thinking about it since Professor McGonagall had informed him yesterday that he needed a dance partner for the upcoming Christmas Ball, but it was clear that he didn't have a good reputation because of "Potter's stinking", and it was too difficult to find a dance partner.

And Hermione... He didn't seem to think about it.

On the other side, Brie was pulled away by Draco.

"Draco, I'm not going to say yes."

Draco let go of Brie and said, "I thought you were going to dance with a lion, that's a big deal." ”

"You should dance with better people... I want to think about it......" Draco's mind flashed through the whole of Hogwarts with pretty girls, but quickly frowned again.

"I'm not going to invite a dance partner." Brie interrupted Draco's thoughts.

"I'm ready to do the same as in previous years."

For Brie, giving some Christmas presents was already his limit, dancing...... He would, but he didn't have to.

"Excuse me."

Fleur approached Brie in a thick fur-collared robe, greeting gracefully, ignoring the stinky-faced Draco beside her.

"Can I invite you to the ball?"

Today, Fleur is beautiful and well prepared, for which she also uses a haute couture perfume that she has been reluctant to use.

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Draco sniffled.

"Ahh

Brie glanced at Draco reluctantly, and said, "I think I'll have to go to the hospital with Draco first." ”

"Of course, I think you're a better partner, I don't know anything about dancing."

Fleur watched Brie leave, gently hugging her waist, a little annoyed.

"You've got to have a dance partner."

Can't dance, though...... Fleur thought she could teach slowly.

Thinking so, Fleur watched with delight as Brie stepped into the castle's back.

"Oh, you're wise, don't get close to this half-breed girl." Draco praised Brie for the first time, then sneezed again.

"Damn." Draco gritted his teeth and said, "Potter, his snowball gave me a cold. ”

"Let's go to the school hospital, Draco, Madam Pomfrey's potions work."

He patted Draco on the shoulder and gave him a push.

"Oh, okay, but I'll have to figure out how to fix Potter."

"I remember the Warriors would have an opening dance...... Potions ......"

Draco seemed to remember something, and said with some excitement, "Brie, give me the gender-changing potion you made the year before, I'm going to have to make Potter completely embarrassed." ”

Gender-changing potions?

This is something Brie made when he was in second grade when he found out that Hermione was making Polyjuice Potion.

It's not impossible.

Seeing that Draco was in high spirits, Brie agreed.

"It's only the recipe, I've been very busy lately, and I don't have time to make it."

Draco nodded obediently, his potion was still good, the recipe was better, and he could change the effective time.

But......

"Hey, what's wrong with you all this time, do you want to be a journalist?"

Brie has interviewed many people, and the questions are all about what wizards and Muggles think.

"It's a subject, Draco, and I think I'll have to revolve around it this year." Maybe next year will be the same.

"Oh, well, I hope you can hurry, after all, this question is a bit boring."

It wasn't long before Draco came out of the hospital with his bubbling ears, and Brie couldn't help but laugh and parted from Draco for a moment.

"I'm going to the library, and I've made an appointment with Professor McGonagall to discuss wizarding and Muggles."

As he walked away, Brie smiled, but when he got to the library, he exhaled and made his way to the couch.

Because Professor McGonagall was there, there were no young wizards around.

"Good afternoon, Professor."

"Good afternoon, Brie."

Professor McGonagall was a little reserved, for she had promised to tell Brie about her life today.

Her early life was also a wizard-Muggle conflict.

"You're the child of a priest and a witch?"

Brie stared at Professor McGonagall as she looked at her usual face, while the automatic quill was still recording.

"Yes, my mother was brave and dared to elope with a priest for love, but she was also cowardly, and she did not tell my father about her being a witch."

"They lived quietly in another small town until I came along... I showed signs of magic when I was a year old, which caused my mother to panic and had to tell my father the wizard's secrets. ”

"Even though they still love each other, they have lost trust in each other because of it."

Professor McGonagall choked up.

"My two younger brothers also showed magic, but... They were all in that war......"

"I'm sorry, I don't think I need to go any further." Professor McGonagall halted the fork.

She regained her calm tone and fasted into her own life.

"I received an acceptance letter from Hogwarts when I was eleven years old, and my mother was proud of it, but I also sensed her jealousy."

"She lost her freedom of magic for love, and she was jealous that I could enjoy the freedom of Hogwarts and the right to choose another life after graduation."

Brie couldn't turn around, didn't Professor McGonagall's mother elope of her own volition?

Professor McGonagall saw Brie's doubts, and she silently said, "Marriage is a choice of life, and there is no absolute right one. ”

"One is to step in desperately for love, and then to bear the joy or pain of your choice and share your life."

"One is to choose to be alone, not to touch the joys and pains of marriage, and to choose to enjoy your own life."

"Maybe I'm talking about this a little early." Professor McGonagall looked at Brie with a hint of amusement, "It's the time when love is beginning to bloom, but I'd rather you learn to love yourself first." ”

"So as not to ...... Suffering. ”

Professor McGonagall had wanted to ask Brie if she had a girl she liked, but she decided to tell Brie that love wasn't a completely beautiful thing.

"My first love was broken."

Professor McGonagall's eyes flashed with pain.

"It was a summer and I proved that I was my mother's daughter because I was also in love with a Muggle."

"A Muggle?" Brie was stunned again, he didn't expect a sane McGonagall to fall in love with a Muggle, after all, the relationship between wizards and Muggles has always been subject to wizarding secrecy, and it has only loosened up in the last ten years.

Looking at Brie's stunned expression, Professor McGonagall smiled, a little bitter, regretful, and relieved.

"He proposed to me in the Scottish Highlands, and I was close to agreeing, but what sanity I had left told me I had to talk to my family......"

"But when I stepped into the house, the panic in my heart was infinitely magnified, and I understood that this was not a return to reason, but only fear after joy."

"I'm a witch and just received a job with the Ministry of Magic, and I remember my mother's past..."

"And I have my own life, and I can't give up my magic for him and become a full-time housewife, and my conversation with him is limited to humorous jokes."

Professor McGonagall sighed softly.

"I regret my decision, but I won't change it, because I know that if I change my choice, I will also encounter regrets on the other side."

Professor McGonagall had no further thoughts of going on, having spent the rest of her life in the wizarding world.