trainer at hogwarts

Before Dumbledore could express any emotion, there was a knock on the door outside.

Dumbledore gave Morris a begging look, said "Come in", then pushed down his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose and started to pretend to be dead.

Morris looked at the door stiffly. A black, very familiar figure walked over with a gloomy expression.

Professor McGonagall held a red and black fox in one hand and placed it on the desk menacingly.

Morris glanced at Dumbledore for help, but the latter seemed to be studying a book with gusto and ignored him.

Soraya has long lost his previous arrogance, and now he just wants to be a wilted eggplant beaten by frost.

Professor McGonagall's stern eyes glanced at Morris from top to bottom, and then stopped on a book in his hand... "Introduction to Dark Arts."

...

An hour later, two new wilted eggplants were added to the office.

"You..." Professor McGonagall rubbed his forehead, "Can you really... can... ugh..."

Morris blew his head and remained silent, while Dumbledore kept smiling towards Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall shook her head. She had nothing to say to these two guys.

"Mr. Hill, I hope you can deal with the influence of your fox as soon as possible." Then he glanced at the black magic book and said to Dumbledore, "Principal...I, I will leave first."

"Well, okay, walk slowly, Minerva." Dumbledore said goodbye with a smile.

Morris: "..."

After seeing Professor McGonagall disappearing from the door, Morris breathed a sigh of relief and sat back in his chair.

"Huh? Little Maurice, what are you still doing? Go and clean the castle."

Morris was shocked: "What?"

"Didn't Minerva ask you to solve the problem left by Sorora? The castle now stinks to the sky, I advise you to do it quickly." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Okay principal." Morris gritted his teeth.

I felt angry, but this was my own fox and I couldn't kill it.

But a beating can't eliminate the anger in my heart!

A faint smell could be smelled at the door of the principal's office.

Morris's face turned dark. These two guys, how many dung balls did they make? I'm afraid they blew up the septic tank!

"Master, how do you clean it?" Gardevoir also felt uncomfortable, and she was now in a very irritable mood.

"Can you move all of this outside?" Morris asked, "like Professor Sprout's greenhouse?"

Gardevoir nodded: "That's not a problem."

"Then let's do it like this. There's no other place to pile it, so let's make fertilizer."

"But isn't fertilizer all dragon dung?" Gardevoir asked.

Morris touched his chin: "It's not all dragon dung. Some of it can be ordinary dung."

"That's good." Gardevoir thought for a while and then said, "It seems that the greenhouse can't hold so many, and there are dung ball bombs everywhere now."

Morris sighed: "I'll build a pool next to the greenhouse. You can call the Freeze Bird over and do it together."

"Frost Bird? He will never do such dirty work."

"Ask him to pray for rain. We not only have to move it, but we also have to clean it up." Morris was on the verge of crying.

Gardevoir: "..."

...

Professor Sprout's mood was very complicated. It was not that his college had never had problems with students, but this was the first time he had done this.

"Build a pool... I don't have any objections, but do you need help?"

Professor Sprout was indeed soft-hearted. Seeing Maurice's pitiful appearance, he heard that Professor McGonagall had been training him for a long time, and he couldn't bear to continue training him.

"Thank you, Professor, that's not necessary. I just need a place."

"Well, let me take a look. There is a little open space on the left side of Greenhouse No. 3. Just over there. I will take you to see it." Professor Sprout put down what he was holding and took Morris with him before he could refuse. Out the door.

Uh... I originally planned to have Absol seal off a piece of land with rocks, and then process it a little bit to turn it into a pool where things can be placed. But since Professor Sprout is willing to help, let's show off my shallow magical attainments in front of the professor.

To talk about how Absolu came to be, Morris was deeply troubled by the experience of having his home stolen some time ago, so he made up his mind to get a house dog.

He is 1 meters tall, not too tall, and looks very much like a dog. He also has a gentle personality and likes to help guard the house. He can also predict dangers and deliver disaster information to people in advance.

This, this is simply the perfect bodyguard!

So Morris worked hard, with the help of his friends, and after three days of vegetative life experience, he successfully called the white-haired dog over.

During those three days, he lay in the illusion specially created by Gardevoir. When his roommates came in, they saw him studying hard and writing hard, but they didn't know that he was actually being forced to be a vegetable.

Quite tragic.

Professor Sprout's love is expressed inadvertently.

Walking to the clearing, she simply waved her wand, and some clods of soil quickly condensed into a huge pool.

"Maurice, do you think this is convenient?"

Morris was ashamed, the professor had directly done it for him...

"Perfect, thank you Professor."

Professor Sprout had a smile on his face, touched his head, and sighed: "Well, then go ahead and come back to me if you have any questions."

Morris thanked him repeatedly: "Good professor."

Sprout waved his hand and continued working.

On Gardevoir's side, she disappeared in mid-air, first used illusion to drive away the students, and then moved all the dung balls splashing everywhere into the pool.

"Frozen Bird, it's your turn." Gardevoir pulled the reluctant Frozen Bird over.

"Why would I do such a thing!" Frozen Bird looked disgusted, "Why should I do such a dirty thing!?"

Gardevoir had an indifferent look on his face: "Zoroa made a mistake and the master was punished. I did it. You want to escape?"

"Damn!" Frozen Bird exploded, "That little fox cub Zoroa doesn't do good things!"

Gardevoir sneered: "When has he ever done anything good?"

"I must beat him up! Don't stop me!" Frozen Bird looked at the smelly corridor, and the whole bird was in a state of explosive fur.

"No one will stop you this time." Gardevoir said, "Master has decided that after the castle is cleaned up, we will take turns beating one side and leave a breath. Even if we really beat him to death, we will send him back to find the Phoenix King. Resurrection and continue beating."

"Tsk, women's hearts are the most poisonous."

"He will be sent back to Rotom's class next. He will not be allowed to play if his grades are not perfect."

"...You are still ruthless."