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Chapter 21: Hogwarts Again
After she left Hogwarts, Minerva studied in another wizarding school and she had lost contract from all her friends since. Her friends' owls managed to find her but when she got her letters from her friends, she either burned them or left them alone, despite the desire of reading them. She then taught Transfigurations in her new school and determined not to let her past to haunt her.
Many decades later..
"Professor McGonagall?"
Professor McGonagall looked up from her students' Transfiguration essays. The 16-year-old Minerva had aged into the old Professor McGonagall. Her grey hair is tied into a tight, no-nonsense bun and her are framed with square glasses.
"Yes?"
Professor Dallas, the Charms teacher, walked into her office. "Professor McKay will like to see you in his office."
Professor McGonagall looked at him seriously. "Why?"
"You will know when you get there." Professor Dallas said and smiled at her sadly.
Professor McGonagall frowned. What on earth had she done? She put down her quill and walked out of her office.
***
"You send for me, Professor McKay?" Professor McGonagall asked a few moments later.
The Headmaster took off his glasses and smiled. "Sit down."
Professor McGonagall sat down on the wooden chair.
"I send for you for an important matter." Professor McKay said seriously. "A school needs a Transfiguration teacher and a Deputy Headmaster or Headmistress. The Headmaster asked me if I have somebody in mind so I decide to post you there because I think you are the most suitable person for the job."
Professor McGonagall smiled. "Thank you for thinking so highly of me. What school is it, may I ask?"
Professor McKay looked into his stack of parchment. "Hogwarts."
Professor McGonagall's smile faded. "Excuse me, perhaps I have heard you wrongly, I thought you say Hogwarts." She said, praying that she did hear him wrongly.
"No, you heard me correctly, Professor. The Headmaster there needs one desperately because the last Transfiguration teacher resigned just 2 weeks before the school term starts."
"Headmaster... who is the Headmaster in Hogwarts now?" Professor McGonagall asked slowly.
Professor McKay smiled proudly. "Why, the most powerful wizard in the wizarding world, Albus Dumbledore."
"NO! I DON'T WANT TO GO BACK!" A voice in Professor McGonagall's head screamed.
"You will love it there, Hogwarts is the best school of witchcraft and wizardry in the world." Professor McKay took out his inkbottle, quill and parchment from his drawer. "Now if you don't mind, I will like to write to Dumbledore that you are going."
Professor McGonagall was too shock to reply.
***
"Hogwarts again." Professor McGonagall thought bitterly as she stared at the entrance of Hogwarts. She took a deep breath and held her trunk firmly. "Get a grip, Minerva. You are here for teaching." She told herself and went in.
She walked past the empty Great Hall and stared into it sadly. She still remembers the times when she and Dumbledore spent so much time chatting during meal times. She tore her gaze away from it and continued walking. After a few minutes of walking, she frowned. Where is Professor Dumbledore's office? Yes, she had been to the Headmaster's office once but that was decades ago, she couldn't remember now.
"Maybe I should ask around." She thought.
But the school was empty; the students were away for the summer holidays.
"Maybe there are teachers in the staff room who I can ask." Minerva said to herself as she made her way to the staff room.
When she arrived at the corridor outside the staff room, she saw a woman with short grey hair coming out of the staff room. "Excuse me," Professor McGonagall called out as she ran to the woman. "Can you please tell me where's the Headmaster office?"
The woman turned and looked at her with her sharp yellow eyes.
"Madeline?" Professor McGonagall gasped.
"Do I know you? You look....familiar." The woman said slowly.
"Madeline, it's me, Minerva!" Professor McGonagall said excitedly.
"Minerva?!" Madeline asked and Professor McGonagall nodded. "Oh, it's you!" She exclaimed and hugged Professor McGonagall as tightly as she could. "I miss you! My," She let go of Professor McGonagall and looked at her closely. "You have changed a lot after so many years."
"And you didn't change a bit." Professor McGonagall said, smiling.
"Yeah, the only thing that had changed is my address. I am now Madam Hooch, the flying instructor. Poppy has become our school nurse and Georgia has become our school Herbology teacher. By the way, why do you want to look for Dumbledore's office?" Madam Hooch asked and gasped excitedly. "Are you planning to make up with him?"
"Don't get me wrong, Madeline. I am here for official business. I am going to be the Transfiguration teacher here." Professor McGonagall said, paused for a while. "And the Deputy Headmistress."
"Oh good, we can work in the same place now. You can't imagine who are studying here!" Madam Hooch said excitedly as she led Professor McGonagall to Professor Dumbledore's office.
"Who?"
"Our classmates' descendants! There's one Lucius Malfoy, who is as annoying as Aidoneus Malfoy, one James Potter, who is a great Chaser of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, one Arthur Weasley, but he has graduated. One Sirius Black, one Remus Lupin..." Madam Hooch counted off her fingers. "And oh yes! And one Severus Snape, who has long greasy hair."
They walked up the stone steps, through the oak front doors, up the marble staircase, towards the second floor and stopped at the stone gargoyle standing halfway along an empty corridor. "Here we are. Droobles Best Blowing Gum."
"What?"
"That's the password." Madam Hooch said as the gargoyle shifted aside to reveal a gap in the walls and a spiral stone staircase in it. "The office is upstairs....Minerva, Dumbledore misses you."
"Tell him to tell that to someone else." Professor McGonagall said bitterly.
"But he loves you deeply...."
Professor McGonagall held up her hand.
"But.."
Professor McGonagall covered her ears.
Madam Hooch shut up and Professor McGonagall put down her hands. "Minerva.."
"If you talk about the past romance between Professor Dumbledore and me again, you can forget about our friendship." Professor McGonagall said coldly.
Madam Hooch closed her mouth, swallowed and started, "All right. See you next time then, I am going to tell Georgia and Poppy that you are here." Madam Hooch smiled and walked away.
Professor McGonagall stared at the staircase for a while and stepped onto the foot of it. The staircase moved slowly upwards and took her up to a polished oak door with a brass doorknocker. She knocked.
KNOCK, KNOCK
No respond.
She tried again. Still no respond. She tried the door and it was opened immediately. She let herself in and stared in awe at the very beautiful, circular but empty room. Pictures of past Headmasters and Headmistresses were hanged on the wall. All of them looked at her curiously as she looked around and spotted the Sorting Hat sitting on a stool beside Professor Dumbledore's desk.
"So, you are back, Miss McGonagall?" The Sorting Hat asked.
Professor McGonagall nodded. "Why don't you just put me into Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff or even Slytherin in the first place?"
"I know what am I doing." The Hat said and fell silent.
Professor McGonagall heard a noise and turned around. She spotted a phoenix standing on his golden perch beside the door. The phoenix looked at her with his beady black eyes and shook his crimson feathers. "Where is your master?" She asked the bird softly.
"Right here." A voice sounded out somewhere upstairs.
Professor McGonagall looked up and stared. Professor Dumbledore has aged too course. He was still as tall and thin as before, his silver hair and beard were long enough to tuck into his belt. He was wearing long robes, a purple cloak which swept the ground and high-heeled, buckled boots. His blue eyes were light, bright and sparkling behind half-moon spectacles and his nose was long and crooked. Professor McGonagall stared in amazement; Dumbledore had changed a lot after all these years.
"Ah, I see a visitor. Who are you may I ask?" Dumbledore asked.
"I am Professor McGonagall. I believe that Professor McKay had sent you a letter about me."
"I had received it. It's a pleasure to have you here, Minerva."
"That's Professor McGonagall to you, Professor Dumbledore." Professor McGonagall snapped.
Professor Dumbledore stared at her in shock while Professor McGonagall stared back coldly. "And I am here for teaching, not for personal affairs." She added.
Professor Dumbledore sighed. "Very well, Professor McGonagall. You may start your work when school starts in September 1st. Do you have any objection?"
"No. But I have one request."
"Yes?"
"While I am here in Hogwarts, I will discuss with you about nothing except school matters. So can we just pretend that we don't know each other until now?" She asked.
"That's cruel, Min...I mean, Professor McGonagall."
"Not as cruel as what you had done to me a few decades ago." She said in a chilly tone.
"That's just a misunderstanding.." Professor Dumbledore started.
"You call kissing another girl behind my back a misunderstanding?!" Professor McGonagall interrupted.
Professor Dumbledore went silent. Professor McGonagall glared at him. "Now, if there's nothing else, I shall take my leave." She said and marched out of the office.
The moment she stepped out of the staircase, Professor McGonagall's stern look disappeared and she began to sob.
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Chapter 21: Hogwarts Again
After she left Hogwarts, Minerva studied in another wizarding school and she had lost contract from all her friends since. Her friends' owls managed to find her but when she got her letters from her friends, she either burned them or left them alone, despite the desire of reading them. She then taught Transfigurations in her new school and determined not to let her past to haunt her.
Many decades later..
"Professor McGonagall?"
Professor McGonagall looked up from her students' Transfiguration essays. The 16-year-old Minerva had aged into the old Professor McGonagall. Her grey hair is tied into a tight, no-nonsense bun and her are framed with square glasses.
"Yes?"
Professor Dallas, the Charms teacher, walked into her office. "Professor McKay will like to see you in his office."
Professor McGonagall looked at him seriously. "Why?"
"You will know when you get there." Professor Dallas said and smiled at her sadly.
Professor McGonagall frowned. What on earth had she done? She put down her quill and walked out of her office.
***
"You send for me, Professor McKay?" Professor McGonagall asked a few moments later.
The Headmaster took off his glasses and smiled. "Sit down."
Professor McGonagall sat down on the wooden chair.
"I send for you for an important matter." Professor McKay said seriously. "A school needs a Transfiguration teacher and a Deputy Headmaster or Headmistress. The Headmaster asked me if I have somebody in mind so I decide to post you there because I think you are the most suitable person for the job."
Professor McGonagall smiled. "Thank you for thinking so highly of me. What school is it, may I ask?"
Professor McKay looked into his stack of parchment. "Hogwarts."
Professor McGonagall's smile faded. "Excuse me, perhaps I have heard you wrongly, I thought you say Hogwarts." She said, praying that she did hear him wrongly.
"No, you heard me correctly, Professor. The Headmaster there needs one desperately because the last Transfiguration teacher resigned just 2 weeks before the school term starts."
"Headmaster... who is the Headmaster in Hogwarts now?" Professor McGonagall asked slowly.
Professor McKay smiled proudly. "Why, the most powerful wizard in the wizarding world, Albus Dumbledore."
"NO! I DON'T WANT TO GO BACK!" A voice in Professor McGonagall's head screamed.
"You will love it there, Hogwarts is the best school of witchcraft and wizardry in the world." Professor McKay took out his inkbottle, quill and parchment from his drawer. "Now if you don't mind, I will like to write to Dumbledore that you are going."
Professor McGonagall was too shock to reply.
***
"Hogwarts again." Professor McGonagall thought bitterly as she stared at the entrance of Hogwarts. She took a deep breath and held her trunk firmly. "Get a grip, Minerva. You are here for teaching." She told herself and went in.
She walked past the empty Great Hall and stared into it sadly. She still remembers the times when she and Dumbledore spent so much time chatting during meal times. She tore her gaze away from it and continued walking. After a few minutes of walking, she frowned. Where is Professor Dumbledore's office? Yes, she had been to the Headmaster's office once but that was decades ago, she couldn't remember now.
"Maybe I should ask around." She thought.
But the school was empty; the students were away for the summer holidays.
"Maybe there are teachers in the staff room who I can ask." Minerva said to herself as she made her way to the staff room.
When she arrived at the corridor outside the staff room, she saw a woman with short grey hair coming out of the staff room. "Excuse me," Professor McGonagall called out as she ran to the woman. "Can you please tell me where's the Headmaster office?"
The woman turned and looked at her with her sharp yellow eyes.
"Madeline?" Professor McGonagall gasped.
"Do I know you? You look....familiar." The woman said slowly.
"Madeline, it's me, Minerva!" Professor McGonagall said excitedly.
"Minerva?!" Madeline asked and Professor McGonagall nodded. "Oh, it's you!" She exclaimed and hugged Professor McGonagall as tightly as she could. "I miss you! My," She let go of Professor McGonagall and looked at her closely. "You have changed a lot after so many years."
"And you didn't change a bit." Professor McGonagall said, smiling.
"Yeah, the only thing that had changed is my address. I am now Madam Hooch, the flying instructor. Poppy has become our school nurse and Georgia has become our school Herbology teacher. By the way, why do you want to look for Dumbledore's office?" Madam Hooch asked and gasped excitedly. "Are you planning to make up with him?"
"Don't get me wrong, Madeline. I am here for official business. I am going to be the Transfiguration teacher here." Professor McGonagall said, paused for a while. "And the Deputy Headmistress."
"Oh good, we can work in the same place now. You can't imagine who are studying here!" Madam Hooch said excitedly as she led Professor McGonagall to Professor Dumbledore's office.
"Who?"
"Our classmates' descendants! There's one Lucius Malfoy, who is as annoying as Aidoneus Malfoy, one James Potter, who is a great Chaser of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, one Arthur Weasley, but he has graduated. One Sirius Black, one Remus Lupin..." Madam Hooch counted off her fingers. "And oh yes! And one Severus Snape, who has long greasy hair."
They walked up the stone steps, through the oak front doors, up the marble staircase, towards the second floor and stopped at the stone gargoyle standing halfway along an empty corridor. "Here we are. Droobles Best Blowing Gum."
"What?"
"That's the password." Madam Hooch said as the gargoyle shifted aside to reveal a gap in the walls and a spiral stone staircase in it. "The office is upstairs....Minerva, Dumbledore misses you."
"Tell him to tell that to someone else." Professor McGonagall said bitterly.
"But he loves you deeply...."
Professor McGonagall held up her hand.
"But.."
Professor McGonagall covered her ears.
Madam Hooch shut up and Professor McGonagall put down her hands. "Minerva.."
"If you talk about the past romance between Professor Dumbledore and me again, you can forget about our friendship." Professor McGonagall said coldly.
Madam Hooch closed her mouth, swallowed and started, "All right. See you next time then, I am going to tell Georgia and Poppy that you are here." Madam Hooch smiled and walked away.
Professor McGonagall stared at the staircase for a while and stepped onto the foot of it. The staircase moved slowly upwards and took her up to a polished oak door with a brass doorknocker. She knocked.
KNOCK, KNOCK
No respond.
She tried again. Still no respond. She tried the door and it was opened immediately. She let herself in and stared in awe at the very beautiful, circular but empty room. Pictures of past Headmasters and Headmistresses were hanged on the wall. All of them looked at her curiously as she looked around and spotted the Sorting Hat sitting on a stool beside Professor Dumbledore's desk.
"So, you are back, Miss McGonagall?" The Sorting Hat asked.
Professor McGonagall nodded. "Why don't you just put me into Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff or even Slytherin in the first place?"
"I know what am I doing." The Hat said and fell silent.
Professor McGonagall heard a noise and turned around. She spotted a phoenix standing on his golden perch beside the door. The phoenix looked at her with his beady black eyes and shook his crimson feathers. "Where is your master?" She asked the bird softly.
"Right here." A voice sounded out somewhere upstairs.
Professor McGonagall looked up and stared. Professor Dumbledore has aged too course. He was still as tall and thin as before, his silver hair and beard were long enough to tuck into his belt. He was wearing long robes, a purple cloak which swept the ground and high-heeled, buckled boots. His blue eyes were light, bright and sparkling behind half-moon spectacles and his nose was long and crooked. Professor McGonagall stared in amazement; Dumbledore had changed a lot after all these years.
"Ah, I see a visitor. Who are you may I ask?" Dumbledore asked.
"I am Professor McGonagall. I believe that Professor McKay had sent you a letter about me."
"I had received it. It's a pleasure to have you here, Minerva."
"That's Professor McGonagall to you, Professor Dumbledore." Professor McGonagall snapped.
Professor Dumbledore stared at her in shock while Professor McGonagall stared back coldly. "And I am here for teaching, not for personal affairs." She added.
Professor Dumbledore sighed. "Very well, Professor McGonagall. You may start your work when school starts in September 1st. Do you have any objection?"
"No. But I have one request."
"Yes?"
"While I am here in Hogwarts, I will discuss with you about nothing except school matters. So can we just pretend that we don't know each other until now?" She asked.
"That's cruel, Min...I mean, Professor McGonagall."
"Not as cruel as what you had done to me a few decades ago." She said in a chilly tone.
"That's just a misunderstanding.." Professor Dumbledore started.
"You call kissing another girl behind my back a misunderstanding?!" Professor McGonagall interrupted.
Professor Dumbledore went silent. Professor McGonagall glared at him. "Now, if there's nothing else, I shall take my leave." She said and marched out of the office.
The moment she stepped out of the staircase, Professor McGonagall's stern look disappeared and she began to sob.