Chapter 96: Final Handling
But now is not the time to explore these things.
He put away the thoughts in his heart and sighed softly: "So, I can't even receive an apology." ”
"If you're asking me." Snape said in his characteristic soft tone, "Then the answer is: yes. ”
Carl looked at Professor McGonagall.
"Alexis is reluctant to apologize." Professor McGonagall blushed when she spoke of it, and she knew what it meant. "Carl, I will write to his father, and I think you will soon receive a personal apology from his father, as well as the necessary compensation."
She didn't elaborate, but judging by her clenched teeth, she seemed to have made a lot of determination.
"A lot of people forget." "The war is over, the days of peace have only been ten years away, and a lot of old things are starting to pop up again," she said. ”
She looked straight at Snape and said sternly, "I want them to understand the Hogwarts philosophy, which is not only to teach them magic, but also to teach them the character they should have." ”
Snape expressed his opinion in silence.
Whether it's for or against.
Everyone present has their own guesses.
"And in the end it's that ridiculous duel." Professor McGonagall said, "Both Hogwarts and the wizarding world today have long since abandoned such bloody duels. We will not approve. ”
None of the professors present had any other opinion on this matter.
Carl also knew this, and he expressed his attitude in silence.
As for how they guess, that's their business.
"Carl, if you will." Professor McGonagall said, looking at Professor Flitwick, "Professor Flitwick has been available lately, and he would like to provide you with individual tutoring. ”
Flitwick smiled at Karl, "Of course, it's a pleasure. He waved his arm as if to show his strength, "Cal, I know you and Quirrell have learned a lot of spells, but trust me, you can learn more than just some spells with me. ”
There is no doubt that this is a condition, a very generous condition.
But is this because they do already have the strength to threaten Alexis, or are they afraid that they will act recklessly and lose their lives?
Carl pondered.
Truth be told, if he hadn't used the spell he had inadvertently created in the restaurant, Carl wouldn't have known what the difference in power between himself and Alexis would be.
"Of course I do." Carl pretended to agree, "But ······"
Carl's only made the already relaxed expressions of everyone present immediately tense.
"But I'm going to Professor Carlo." He said, "You should know that I'm helping Professor Carlo with a book. ”
Hearing Professor Caro, Professor McGonagall's expression relaxed again: "It's a good thing, and Professor Flitwick won't have a problem. ”
"That's right, so I can rest a few more days." Professor Flitwick laughed, "Okay, then?" Except for you to go to Professor Carlo's, come to me for the rest of the night. ”
The matter was settled, and he stood up.
"Then that's it, good night, Minerva, I have to go back to sleep."
Snape and Quirrell followed suit.
After the group had left, Professor McGonagall looked at Carl, who had not moved, and this time her expression was much softer.
"Carl, I know you're trying to ······ for our academy" She shook her head, "But you shouldn't use that tactic. Such a tactic is not something that a Gryffindor would do. ”
"It's good we didn't win the House Cup last year, otherwise I wouldn't have known how to face Filius."
She stood up, walked slowly over to Carl, and patted Carl on the shoulder.
"Professor." Carl was a little embarrassed. He could hear the guilt and admonition in Professor McGonagall's words. "I'm not just for the House Cup!"
He looked Professor McGonagall in the eye, "I told you, did you forget?" Charlie's broom······"
"That broom······" Professor McGonagall hesitated for a moment, then smiled reassuringly, "You want to give Charlie an outlet." ”
"yes, it must have been Slytherin or Ravenclaw." Karl briefly recounted his guess.
Of course, this is backwards from the results, and if Professor McGonagall asks him to produce any evidence, he really can't do it.
Professor McGonagall looked at Carl more gently, and she rubbed Karl's hair affectionately.
"You're a student who is far beyond common sense, and in my thirty-three years as a teacher, you're the first, and even if you add my school career, you're the second to be so good — when I was in seventh grade, there was a first-year student in the school who, like you, was starting to make a difference."
"You are very similar to that student, with great talents, an overly precocious personality, and even some flaws in your personality, such as ······· In short, these make you stronger than your classmates, and it is easier for you to fall into your own world. ”
"Of course, you're not like him." "You enjoy spending time with your friends, and you're willing to do stupid things that you think are right, like messing around with the twins and standing up for your friends······ It's a real headache for us, but it's also a relief for us. ”
"The beauty of life will be like the string of a kite, firmly holding you in place, no matter how high you fly, you will not lose your way." Professor McGonagall sighed, "Maybe he's just missing that thread." ”
She shook her head, reluctant to go on, "But, Carl, I hope you can understand that your strength has surpassed that of your classmates. ”
"You have to be more cautious about this power, rather than using it just because of your own guesswork."
Karl thought about it carefully and said in confusion: "So, that broom is not ·······"
"It's not." Professor McGonagall hesitated for a moment before she said, "The broom was indeed tampered with, and we have secretly investigated, but we have not found any students who can use this spell. ”
She didn't explain how she did it, but it was clear that this was the final conclusion.
"That spell is very unpopular, and we suspect that Charlie may have used the wrong spell when he was maintaining the broom, and there was only one note between this spell and one of the spells used to maintain the broom."
"The proof is that this spell doesn't affect the normal operation of the broom, it just makes it more difficult for Charlie to manipulate the broom."
At the mention of Charlie, McGonagall immediately became angry: "That's Charlie!" It was a little trouble that didn't affect him, so he didn't find it during the pre-match inspection, but there shouldn't be any conspiracy here, and Charlie assured me that he had kept the broom so good that only Gryffindor players could touch it. ”
Carl had a hard time accepting such a conclusion because it was too much of a coincidence, but he did not explicitly disagree.
"Maybe, maybe I'm wrong." He stood up, "Good night, Professor. ”