Hehadpausedforamomentbeforeadding,“Ithinksomethingoddisgoingonhere,though.”
“Merlin,Harry,it’sHogwarts.Somethingoddisalwaysgoingonthere,”Hermionesaidrolledhereyes.
Hehadleftitatthat,realizingthattheyprobablywouldjustthinkhewasbeingparanoid,orworse,worryabouthimifheeborated.
TheyhadendedtheallbytellingHarryhewasgoingtobeawonderfulprofessor,whihheprayedwouldbetrue.Hesupposedthathewouldbeabetterprofessorthanhewasastudentifitwasn’tforthatdamnedlokeddoor.Hisdownfallsasastudenthadnotbeenforkofintelligene,orpotential,butratherbeausehewasdistratedbysomeratherpressingissues.Ofourse,justwhatwaswastingawayinthedefuntSlytherindungeonswasnotaspressingofanissueasdefeatingtheDarkLord,butitwastheonlyonehehad.Somaybeitwasanexusenottofous,butitdidn’tfeellikeit.
Hewasn’tsurehowlonghehadbeeninthelibrary,onlythathehadgoneinearlythatmandhowthesunlightstreamingthroughthewindowssignaleditwassometimeafternoon.Hehadbarelymadeadentintheworkhewantedtogooverthatweek,onlythefirstfolderofoldlessonpnsbeingmovedtothe“done”pile.Tobefair,ithadonlybeenthreedaysofstudyinginhisfivedaysofbeingbakatHogwarts,butheknewthatifhewaswathisfullapaity,heouldeasilybegettingthroughafolderortwoaday.Hesighed,flippingthepagehewasstaringatbaktolookatthepagebefore,notatallsurprisedthathedidnotrememberanyoftheinformationhehadapparentlyalreadyworkedthrough.Hehewedonhispenil—hehadswithedtopenilsafterleavingHogwarts,quillsbeingtoomuhworkforwhattheywereworth—andbegansrathingdownnotesagain,hopingmaybethethirdtimethroughthefolderwouldbeaharm.
“Potter.”
Harryjumped,droppinghispenilwithatterasheturnedtothesoureofthevoie.
“Iamgdtoseeyouhaveyourstudiesunderway,”MGonagallontinued,walkingaroundthetablewhereheworked.
“Yes,well,wouldn’twanttogetbehind,”Potterstuttered,reahingdowntothefloortoretrievethepenil.
“Don’tworry,Iknowiftherewasanythingelseforyoutodo,youwouldbeoffdoingthat,”MGonaga
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