After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

In the morning, after Harry went to the Owlery to mail a letter to Uncle Lucius, he dragged Draco, who was still dazed after waking up, to the Great Hall for breakfast. Almost all the freshmen were already there.

That's right, they'll all have classes together from now on. There's already a small number of students, and now they have to separate them. Don't you think the professors are busy enough? Someone said this to Headmaster Dumbledore.

So every year there are not many new students and they all attend classes together. This year there are only about 30 new students in total.

After breakfast, the freshmen, from all over the house, walked in groups of three or five, following their prefects. Draco, in high spirits, gestured to a few of his friends who had missed the show, telling them about the love story that had happened outside the Slytherin dormitories yesterday. Blaise supplemented his remarks, while Pansy whispered something to Hermione, occasionally letting out small exclamations and laughter.

Ron ate his omelet, his eyes full of curiosity. "I didn't expect everyone to be so eager to study. Are they so eager to study right after the start of the school year? What should I do? If I do badly on the test, Mom will definitely chop me into pieces and throw me into the fireplace."

Ron suddenly felt a little melancholy. The omelet in his hand suddenly... smelled delicious. He took a bite with great relish. Blaise couldn't help but wipe the sauce from his mouth with a handkerchief. "Thank you, Blaise."

"You're welcome." The dark-skinned boy smiled.

"Ron, believe in yourself, you can do it." Draco patted his friend's shoulder in a reassuring tone. Ron was actually quite smart, but he had little enthusiasm for learning things that didn't interest him. "What are your classes today?" Draco realized he had forgotten his timetable.

"Today is Wednesday. I have Transfiguration and Charms in the morning, and a Herbology class at 3: in the afternoon. Tomorrow I have Defense Against the Dark Arts in the morning, and Flying in the afternoon. The day after tomorrow I have two Potions classes in the morning." Harry answered after carefully looking over the schedule. "I've got your books for you."

He gently touched Draco's head, which was met with Draco's protest. Afternoon... He exchanged glances with Ron, Hermione, and Neville, who were looking over.

They arrived at the classroom on time. Professor McGonagall hadn't arrived yet, and there was only a tabby cat sitting on the podium. Draco's eyes lit up, and he suddenly hugged the tabby cat. "So cute, so furry~" He gently stroked the cat's back, not daring to use too much force.

[Ding—Touch the key figure, trigger fragment information.] The tabby cat, wanting to break free, froze in place, not daring to move.

[Huh? Who did I run into?] Draco was a little confused. [Whose fragment is this? Minerva McGonagall? Is Professor McGonagall here?] Curious, Draco wanted to take a quick look before class started; he was also curious about Professor McGonagall.

After the death of Headmaster Dumbledore, McGonagall did not become the headmaster because under Voldemort's rule, the headmaster of Hogwarts had to be a Death Eater, and that person was the undercover Severus Snape.

During the period when the Death Eaters controlled Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall had been doing her utmost to protect the students. Until Harry and his friends subdued the Carrow siblings, McGonagall realized that the war was about to begin, so she finally couldn't bear it anymore and challenged the then headmaster Snape to a duel.

She did not know Snape's true identity. Her actions also aroused the fighting spirit of the other two deans, and the three of them joined forces to expel Snape from the school.

This battle not only drove away the headmaster, but also freed Hogwarts from the control of the Death Eaters and marked the beginning of the final battle.

In the final Battle of Hogwarts, McGonagall decided to fight Voldemort and his army with all her might to buy Harry more time. She calmly prepared for the battle, responded to the enemy's attacks calmly, and even faced Voldemort head-on in the final moments.

Although Harry Potter was the key to victory in this war, Minerva McGonagall was the commander of this war. It was she who led many Hogwarts teachers and students and members of the Order of the Phoenix to resist the main attack, giving Harry the opportunity to finally defeat Voldemort.

Despite her stern and unapproachable appearance, Professor McGonagall is a true Gryffindor. She is impartial, impartial, and always clear about right and wrong. She is the most respected professor at Hogwarts. It's worth noting that during Transfiguration class, she enjoys transforming into a tabby cat...? ...to scare the students? ...

Draco lowered his head stiffly and looked at the tabby cat in his arms. Harry and the others had a rare blank expression on their faces. Ah... how to save him?

Draco feigned composure, looking away. "Oh, class's almost time, little one... cats aren't allowed in the classroom." He shuffled to the door and set the tabby down. Under the veiled admiration of his friends, he closed the door and took his seat.

To be honest, everyone's mind is full of Professor McGonagall who was just held in Draco's arms. It's so funny. They can't remember anything about the battle with Voldemort.

Blaise and Pansy thought Draco's clumsy behavior was adorable. "You don't have to be so reluctant, Draco? You can hold him in your arms during class. Professor McGonagall won't say anything."

"Yeah, she won't say anything, she'll just suddenly transform and scare you to death." Ron muttered, and Blaise, who was closest to him, didn't hear it clearly.

The bell finally rang, and Professor McGonagall walked into the classroom. She gave Draco a meaningful look, but Draco felt guilty and didn't dare to look up.

"Transfiguration is the most complicated and dangerous spell you will learn at Hogwarts!" said McGonagall. "If anyone dares to misbehave in my class, I will not be polite to them."

Then, Professor McGonagall transformed the podium into various animals in front of them, which greatly opened the eyes of the freshmen.

After they had taken a bunch of notes, a match appeared on the table, one for each of them, and Professor McGonagall began to have them try to turn the match into a needle.

Draco and Harry did it easily, and Professor McGonagall happily gave them five points each.

Ron finished quickly, though a bit slower than Hermione. However, he wasn't discouraged. He was very self-aware. Why would he compete with a Ravenclaw? Professor McGonagall happily awarded them three and two points.

After drinking the Tribute potion, Neville was no longer as forgetful as before, but he hadn't found the trick yet. Harry wanted to help, but he saw Neville sitting next to the Hufflepuff witch Hannah Abbott with a red face. From a distance, he could only hear something like "Let's go to the library together."

Harry was speechless. He turned to look at Blaise, who was consulting Ron, and Parkinson, who was whispering something to Hermione. He settled down next to Draco and watched him turn the matches over and over, creating a variety of tricks. Professor McGonagall saw this and showered him with praise, giving Slytherin ten points.

As soon as the Transfiguration class ended, Professor McGonagall left in a hurry without even assigning any homework. It looked like she was heading to the Headmaster's office, and Harry and the others knew exactly what was going on.

They came to the Charms classroom again in a mighty procession. Draco felt that he should unlock the information of all four head teachers. Sure enough, he unlocked Professor Flitwick, the sensitive and respected dueling champion. Because of his and Harry's outstanding performance, Slytherin added another 20 points.

In Professor Sprout's Herbology class that afternoon, Draco, as expected, also discovered this kind, optimistic, and plant-loving professor. What touched him most was undoubtedly the last part:

When the war began, Hufflepuff was the first to propose staying and fighting, and the number of Hufflepuffs participating in the war was equal to that of Gryffindor. They were not reckless or showy, and everything they did was a determined choice made after careful consideration.

Draco had a feeling Professor Sprout's eyes and face were a little red at the end of class today. Honestly, Draco's Herbology was only passable due to his obsessive-compulsive disorder. He knew all the weak points and effects of the herbs, but he wouldn't touch them unless he was wearing dragon-hide gloves.

Neville shined, he was indeed talented in Herbology.

"I told you he's a Hufflepuff," Draco said proudly in Harry's ear. Harry didn't refute him, but just smiled and ruffled Draco's hair, but he obviously forgot that there was still dirt from the Herbology class on his hands.

So everyone was lucky enough to see the little prince of Slytherin chasing the savior by the Black Lake.

After dinner, Blaise took Ron to see the treasure map he found yesterday. Ron went there happily when he heard that it made sense.

Pansy and Hermione met in the library, but Pansy was looking at beauty magazines while Hermione was studying something she didn't understand. Hermione was unhappy with her performance today. When would she be able to achieve a celebration for all four houses? She needed to work hard to improve herself.

Neville was called away by Professor Sprout, who must have discovered Neville's talent in herbal medicine and was attracted by his talent.

Draco pulled Harry to sit by the Black Lake. The summer breeze had just ended, and the warmth wasn't too scorching. Draco closed his eyes comfortably, leaning back against Harry as usual, his thoughts drifting away for a moment. [Defense Against the Dark Arts class is tomorrow. How can I find a way to let them know...]

Draco's eyes were vaguely paying attention to Harry behind him, and he laughed silently.