The first White Lord of Hogwarts

With the expectation of Professor McGonagall, Ivan spent a few more days in the orphanage.

No unexpected situation happened, and everything was as peaceful as usual.

On this day, a figure appeared at the door of the orphanage. It was Professor McGonagall that Ivan predicted a few days ago.

Seeing someone visiting, the children who were playing in the orphanage immediately stopped.

They began to tidy up their clothes and tried their best to show their best side to each other.

Obviously, the children regarded Professor McGonagall as their hope to leave the orphanage.

Professor McGonagall tried her best not to look at those poor children. She walked straight to the building in the orphanage and happened to see the young girl who was cleaning.

“Good morning, I have an appointment with Mrs. Mena here, is she there?”

The young girl saw someone coming and quickly brought Mrs. Mena over.

Mrs. Mena was a kind old lady in her sixties, thin, with white hair, and her eyes full of surprise behind her reading glasses.

“Hello.”

Mrs. Mena didn’t remember who she had met before:”May I ask who you are?”

“I am Minerva McGonagall, the deputy headmistress of Hogwarts School. I think you should have known this, right?

Professor McGonagall was very efficient and had prepared all kinds of information with Confusion Spells cast on it early in the morning.”About Mr. Ambrosius’s admission to our school.”

“Uh…”

Mrs. Mena took the information. She was stunned at first, then said happily:”Ah, that’s right, but I didn’t expect that you, as the vice principal, would come here in person.”

“We occasionally provide necessary guidance to children with outstanding talents.

Professor McGonagall took back the information. In fact, there was nothing written on the information, almost like a blank sheet of paper.

But in the eyes of Muggles like Madam Mena, the information contained all aspects and could perfectly dispel any doubts in her mind.

“Please can I see Mr. Ambrosius now?”

“Oh, of course!”

Mrs. Mena treated Professor McGonagall as a distinguished guest and enthusiastically took her to Ivan’s room.

Along the way, Mrs. Mena praised Ivan generously.

In her words, Ivan was a kind and intelligent child. Not only was he well-behaved and sensible, he also often took care of his younger brothers and sisters in the orphanage, sharing a lot of pressure for the volunteers.

“Your school will not regret choosing little Ivan.”

Listening to Mrs. Mena’s praise, Professor McGonagall was not impatient at all.

She was a very responsible teacher. The more information she could get about Ivan, the better she could guide him and help him adapt to life in the wizarding world as soon as possible.

“Okay, this is little Ivan’s room.”

Mrs. Mena called twice, and Ivan opened the door, and Professor McGonagall’s figure immediately came into view. After finishing her work, Mrs. Mena turned and left, leaving the space for the two of them.

“Hello, Professor McGonagall.”

Ivan naturally invited Professor McGonagall into the room and poured her a cup of tea.”Sorry, I only have boiled water here.”

“It doesn’t matter.”

Professor McGonagall looked at Ivan with some doubt:”Sorry, I mean, you seem to know me?”

“It’s better to say that I knew it in advance than to say that I knew it.”

Ivan sat down opposite Professor McGonagall and said,”According to the description in the admission letter I received, Hogwarts is a magic school?”

“Yes.”

Professor McGonagall nodded and said,”I am Minerva McGonagall, the deputy headmaster of Hogwarts, and also your Transfiguration professor.”

“Transfiguration…”

Ivan knew about Transfiguration, and he did not hide the fact that he knew it:”Can you show it to me?”

Professor McGonagall did not refuse. She took out her wand and turned the cabinet next to her into a cat in front of Ivan, and then changed it back.

“”Wow.”

Although Ivan had seen it many times in the movie, and had seen Professor McGonagall’s appearance in class through uncontrollable prophecies before,

Ivan was still amazed to see this magical scene with his own eyes.

Such a big cabinet just turned into a cat.

The changes here are enough to subvert any scientist’s three views.

“That’s nothing.”

Professor McGonagall smiled and said,”You can learn these at Hogwarts.”

“That’s great.”

Ivan was indeed looking forward to it:”You must be wondering why I knew your name in advance.”

“By the way, I didn’t eavesdrop on your conversation with Mrs. Mena.”

“But since you are a professor at the magic school, you should be able to understand my situation, right?”

Ivan pointed to the mirror placed beside him and said,”For example, when you look at a mirror, water surface, glass or other reflective objects, you can see certain images.”

“Picture?”

Professor McGonagall frowned and asked,”Can you tell me more about it?””

“Of course.”

Ivan said:”Just like in a few minutes, Madam Mena will come over with snacks…”

Through prophecy, Ivan told Professor McGonagall what he saw in the future. He accurately described the types and quantities of snacks, as well as Madam Mena’s reaction when she came in, and even how Professor McGonagall would respond.

“.…..”

Professor McGonagall was obviously confused by Ivan’s words:”You mean, you saw the future and made a prediction?”

Professor McGonagall knew about prophecy, because it was a kind of magic.

But the problem was that Professor McGonagall always rejected prophecy, which was not rigorous.

Just like she didn’t like Professor Trelawney, the prophet, she thought the so-called prophecy was nonsense.

“”Knock knock.”

But at this moment, Mrs. Mena knocked on the door.

Then, Mrs. Mena placed a few plates of snacks in front of the two people, and what she said was exactly the same as Ivan had described before.

“Excuse me, is there any problem?”

Mrs. Mena said, and saw Professor McGonagall staring at her blankly, a little puzzled.

“Ah, it’s okay”

“I just feel a little…”

Professor McGonagall:”At a loss?”

After she finished speaking, Professor McGonagall realized that her reaction was exactly the same as what Ivan had just told her.

‘How is that possible?

Professor McGonagall looked at Ivan and saw the boy smiling as he picked up a biscuit and put it in his mouth.

“I hope you don’t mind.”