"Hmm, Albus? Is something wrong?"
Karl, who was sleeping, was woken by the sound of the door opening. He groggily looked up and saw Dumbledore walking in.
Because he had stayed up late catching up on homework, Karl had simply slept in the Gryffindor Dean Office.
Anyway, Professor McGonagall's territory was his territory, and it wasn't the first time.
"It's me."
The familiar voice instantly sobered Karl. He looked up again and Dumbledore had already turned into Professor McGonagall.
"Oh? Minerva! You're back!"
Karl happily scrambled up. As soon as he got out of bed, Professor McGonagall, who had rushed over, grabbed him and began to examine him carefully.
"Are you hurt?"
"Of course not!"
Seeing that her kitten was indeed unharmed, the somewhat nervous Professor McGonagall finally relaxed.
"Minerva, why are your dark circles so heavy? Did you stay up late?"
"Hmm, it's nothing, just tired from a meeting."
Professor McGonagall was too embarrassed to say that she hadn't slept well all night because she was worried her kitten might be in danger.
"That tired? Then let's not go anymore. Let Albus handle all the meetings; he's over a hundred years old, it's the age for him to be out exploring."
Hearing Karl's rather uncharitable words, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but feel a bit speechless.
But since her kitten wasn't hurt, she could ask about other things.
"Where's Lord Voldemort? Did Albus catch him? He didn't let him get away, did he?"
Although he really wanted to show off in front of Professor McGonagall, Karl didn't dare say that he was the one who captured Tom, considering the potentially serious consequences.
"He was caught! Albus is still strong! He went straight in with a set of senior fitness exercises, directly punching and kicking Lord Voldemort down. I was just on the side cheering him on!"
"Good, good!"
Although the scene described by her kitten was a bit too bizarre to think about in detail.
But since Lord Voldemort was successfully caught, that was a good thing worth celebrating.
Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief, a happy smile appearing on her face. "You little rascal, why are you still sleeping in? It's already noon and you're not even up!"
"Ah?"
Karl pulled open the curtains remotely and realized the sun was already high outside. No wonder his stomach was a bit hungry.
"It's all Lord Voldemort's fault! He just had to make his move so late! We waited for so long!"
Sorry, Tom. Anyway, plenty of people are scolding you, so you probably don't mind taking the blame.
Professor McGonagall pinched Karl's cheek and turned to walk out the door.
"Hurry and change into new clothes. The people from 'Transfiguration Today' and the Ministry of Magic have arrived and are waiting in the Headmasters Office."
"Oh, oh! Awards and registration, right! Wait a moment, I'll be ready right away!"
When they arrived at the Headmasters Office, Karl put on an honest and simple expression, following Professor McGonagall's instructions throughout.
Dumbledore, observing from the side, kept chuckling, as such a well-behaved Karl was rare.
Several people from the academic journal 'Transfiguration Today' praised Karl profusely, giving him the Most Promising Newcomer Award like they were handing out flyers, then took a few photos and left.
That's right, they just left like that.
Pfft! They didn't even give me one hundred Galleons!
Finally, it was time to register as an Animagus. The Ministry of Magic officials had Karl transform a few times and he passed.
One of the leading older women then pulled Professor McGonagall and Karl aside to talk.
"It truly makes me incredibly happy to see such an excellent Wizard. From Dumbledore back then to you, and now you've cultivated Karl Orolin. Perhaps this is the legacy of Hogwarts."
"Thank you for your praise, Madam Marchbanks."
Professor McGonagall proudly rubbed Karl's head. "But this isn't my credit. Karl has excellent talent, a serious attitude, and studies diligently, which is why he can achieve such results."
Karl: (O_⊙)
Huh? Me? Really? Is that true?
You don't usually talk about me like that!
But this old lady is amazing! Dumbledore is even a junior in front of her!
Seeing Professor McGonagall's undisguised affection and her close interaction with Karl, Madam Marchbanks understood something after a moment, and the smile on her face became even more benevolent.
"He truly is an excellent child. Congratulations, Minerva."
Lonely Professor McGonagall finally has someone to care for again. It truly makes an old person feel relieved.
As soon as the awards and registration were over, Professor McGonagall took Karl and left the Headmasters Office.
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