Chapter 921 ? People Are Always Responsible for Their Own Choices

Professor McGonagall looked serious, and the tight bun on her hair didn't move at all. Her sharp eyes looked at Daphne Greengrass on the side from above the pair of square glasses she wore: "Make me curious What's more, as far as I know, Miss Dagringlass, you didn't take the ancient magic class, how could you appear in the ancient magic practice class today, and use magic again on an undead creature that has already been cast with magic?"

"Professor McGonagall, I heard from Millicent that she can almost summon undead creatures. Like other little wizards who didn't attend the course, I just came to take a look." Daphne Greengrass replied calmly, "But The skeleton she summoned was too skinny, so I used a quick zoom on it... and it got out of hand, sorry, professor, I didn't mean to."

"Professor Flitwick should have taught you the taboo a long time ago, and don't tell me that you don't know that the snake lost control after Mr. Malfoy used his own dragon to get out of the hole in your second-year dueling club? You are lucky, Miss Burns doesn't seem to have any serious problems, otherwise the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic will be waiting for you..." Professor McGonagall said, with cold anger in her voice, she mused, "Miss Burst, Miss Greengrass , Slytherin will be deducted 100 points for this."

"We are willing to accept the punishment, Professor McGonagall." Daphne peeked at Allen who was beside her and quickly agreed, and Millicent responded in a relatively solid voice.

Professor McGonagall followed Daphne's gaze, and after noticing Alan, she frowned at Daphne's expression, and exhaled heavily from her long, pointed nose, "In addition, since your wanton abuse of magic endangers others life, both of you will be imprisoned."

"Professor! We have already been deducted a hundred..." Millicent saw that Professor McGonagall had made up for the penalty of confinement, and wanted to reason, then Daphne grabbed Millicent and glared at her.

"Miss Burst, you don't need to tell me what I can and cannot do." Professor McGonagall stretched his hand towards the outside, "Now, please stand aside and don't leave."

Millicent muttered a few times, and Daphne Greengrass glanced at her, and she lowered her head resentfully and scratched her short black hair.

Professor McGonagall turned around and was about to go there, then she turned her head to see them standing there, hesitated for a moment and shouted in a disgusted tone: "Miss Burster, Miss Greengrass, stand a little farther behind Mr. Neville Longbottom the location."

After Daphne nodded to Professor McGonagall, she quickly dragged Millicent to the back obediently. Behind the stupefied Neville, Daphne folded her arms, glanced at her, took out lip balm and began to give herself a fat lip balm. Millicent smeared his lips with a sneer.

"Daphne, McGonagall has already punished us, so we won't be punished by Harris again?" Millison looked around and found that Theodore Nott had long since disappeared. She was a little worried after implementing the plan. After glancing at Neville to make sure he wasn't paying attention here, he lowered his voice, "But don't you and your sister like to participate in these things? Why did you agree so readily this time? Finally decided to protect the glory of pure blood ?”

"I'm not the kind of person my father likes you." Daphne looked at Allen with some hatred. "I just don't like this liar."

On this side, apart from the blood stains on her clothes, Susan Burns could no longer see any signs of severe trauma just now.

Hannah Abbott, who was also in Hufflepuff, helped her up, and Susan, who was still in shock, said to Allen in a weak and trembling voice: "Professor Harris...I'm sorry, Professor,

I quit the ancient magic class, I... I got you in trouble..."

"Don't take this to heart, it's not your fault." Allen raised his hand and cleaned up the blood on Susan's clothes, "There will be no scars, but if you don't believe my craftsmanship , you can go to Madam Pomfrey and ask for white moss, just in case."

"Cough...Professor Harris." Professor McGonagall cleared his throat to express his existence, "Miss Abbott, help Miss Burns go back to rest first, and leave it to us here. It seems that she has no major problems, and she is not as usual. You had serious accidents in my Transfiguration class or Felius' Charms class."

"Thank you, Professor McGonagall." Allen noticed that Professor McGonagall deliberately said loudly in the second half of the sentence, and understood the kindness of the Transfiguration professor who was not getting along with him these days.

"Fortunately, Weasleyga's twins graduated, otherwise the accidents they cause every year are much more serious than this..." Professor McGonagall said again, and then moved herself closer to Alan. She lowered her voice and reminded Alan, " Professor Harris, I have to remind you that this is mostly a conspiracy of a pure-blood family... I would like to ask you to think about those innocent students, they should not be hurt because of the conflict between the Harris family and these pure-blood families ..."

"They don't dare to make too much trouble, professor, their vision is too small..." Allen gestured with his fingers, and when he saw Professor McGonagall's expression, he changed his tone: "Of course, I know them well These thoughts, Professor McGonagall, but thank you for your reminder, I will leave a clone behind to ensure safety."

"Professor Harris, you are still very young, and there are infinite possibilities in the future... Albus is already very old... and the reason why this is happening now is ultimately because of the struggle between you..." Professor McGonagall paused Dun, with his upper body slightly tilted, stared at Allen through his glasses and said earnestly, "I hope you can slow down your pace of reform for a while. The mysterious man has not been eliminated. What the wizarding world needs is stability and unity...Professor Harris , if you want, both Felius and I will be willing to deal with you and Albus..."

"If you can persuade Principal Dumbledore to be more open, I think I will be very willing, otherwise..." Alan saw the change in McGonagall's expression after speaking, and his tone became a little embarrassed, "Sorry, Professor McGonagall, but I I can assure you that this will all be over soon...Professor, you have already punished them, right?"

"Yes." Professor McGonagall, with a low voice, didn't say much.

"Professor McGonagall, whether it's me, Dumbledore, or these students, people are always responsible for their own choices." Allen sighed softly, turned to the surrounding wizards and said loudly, "Go on practice~"

After the words fell, Allen approached Mag, and in the inexplicable eyes of the other party, he walked into the shadow of the other party, and his figure disappeared from the middle of the field.