It was raining heavily.

The well-behaved Night Hedges pulled carriages toward Hogwarts, and their huge hooves stepped on the muddy road, making a slap.

"Potter, Granger, and Fox-"

As the students headed to the auditorium, Jaminie and the other two were called by Professor McGonagall: "You guys come with me first."

Harry's face was a little uneasy. Every time he called him to stop him, he felt like he had done something wrong.

"There is no need to be so nervous - just talk to you." Professor McGonagall said, bringing the three of them all the way to her office.

The office of an older cat girl is very small, but she has a warm and warm fire. The small room is full of warmth, which is very suitable for cats to live in.

As soon as they walked in, Professor McGonagall signaled the three of them to sit down first, and she sat behind the desk herself, and then suddenly said: "Professor Lupin sent an owl in advance and said you were uncomfortable on the train, Potter."

Before Harry could answer, he heard a light knock on the door, and the school doctor Ms. Pomfrey hurriedly walked in.

Harry felt ashamed and embarrassed, his face turned red, and Jamini sat aside and saw clearly.

"Don't feel too cowardly." Jamini reminded softly: "The impact of dementors on you has nothing to do with whether you are strong or not, but only with your past experiences."

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, and Jamini's explanation made him look much better.

"I'm pretty good..." Harry said, "I don't need anything-"

"I guess where you were doing something dangerous?" Mrs. Pomfrey glanced at Harry.

"It's the dementor, Poppy," said Professor McGonagall.

The two exchanged their eyes and could tell that they were both disgusted with the dementor. Mrs. Pomfrey pinched her waist and clattered like an old hen.

"Send the dementor around the school." She muttered Harry's hair back and touched Harry's forehead: "He won't be the first person to faint, look... He is cold and wet, and these disgusting guys will always affect the already vulnerable people..."

"I'm not fragile!" Harry looked a little annoyed.

"You are not fragile, of course." Mrs. Pomfrey looked absent-minded: "I think you need a little chocolate, or should you stay in the school hospital for one night?"

"I'm pretty good!" Harry stood up. He was ridiculed by Malfoy when he got off the train. If he had stayed in the school hospital for one night, he still didn't know how Malfoy would mock him.

"At least you should have some chocolate?" Mrs. Pomfrey observed Harry's face.

"I've eaten some." Harry shook his head: "Jimini and Professor Lupin stuffed me a lot of chocolate..."

"Oh, is that?" Mrs. Pomfrey looked at Jamini with approval: "It's a very steady move, and there's another thing to be thankful for - we finally have a teacher of black magic defense who knows the right medicine."

"Are you really okay, Potter?" Professor McGonagall looked at Harry with a serious look.

After Harry repeatedly promised that he had no problems, Professor McGonagall finally let him go and asked him to leave the office first, and Mrs. Pomfrey left.

"So now, about Miss Granger, you have talked about the course selection this semester..."

Professor McGonagall said, and glanced at Hermione.

"I think you should know that you will add some elective courses to start this semester. As for what Granger said before, you wanted to take full study, after I discussed with Professor Dumbledore, I thought of two solutions."

As she said that, she looked at Jamini: "The first thing you need Fox's help."

"Jimine?" Hermione was puzzled.

"Dumbledore said that after your clone dissipates, he will pass the memories he has back to the original body. Is that true, Fox?" Professor McGonagall asked at Jamie with great sincerity.

"Yes, yes." Jamini nodded: "So you hope I can teach Hermione this ability, right?"

"If possible." Professor McGonagall nodded and looked at Jamini with a gaze: "Of course, this is your unique ability after all, and it can be regarded as your secret skill. If you don't want to teach, no one will blame you, Fox..."

"Of course there is no problem professor, of course I can teach."

Jamini pinched her chin and thought: "I guess...will you use the time converter if I refuse?"

Professor McGonagall looked at him in surprise and nodded: "Yes, if Granger wants to take all the courses, except for your clone ability, only the time converter can do it."

Jamini shook his head: "It's too much risk to use the time converter just to take two more courses."

Professor McGonagall raised his eyebrows: "Hogwarts never rejects students' desire to learn. You should know better than anyone else, Fox."

Jamie's mouth was raised.

There is another way to say how good the teaching level of these teachers in the school is, but this qualities as teachers always make Jamini admire him.

"I just think that the risks and benefits are not proportional..." Jamini shook his head: "I admire your seriousness with students, but I think you should ignore Miss Granger's own ability to withstand fatigue."

"What does it mean?" Professor McGonagall was a little puzzled.

"After my clone is lifted, my memory will return to the original body, but the fatigue accumulated by the clone will also be fed back to the original body. Although it is only spiritual, this taste is not so easy to bear."

"This is even more so when using the time converter, and it also requires exponential physical fatigue, and the time spent - others have only passed one year, but she has to spend more than one month in this year. I don't doubt Miss Granger's persistence and seriousness in learning, but sometimes it may be counterproductive if it is too tight."

"However, I think with Hermione's persistence in learning... Ha... I will still help if I can."

Jamini smiled and took out a ball of light from his arms.

The ball of light was filled with gorgeous colors, floating quietly in his hands.

The Chuninian gift pack worth 80,000 pounds includes three-body technique, instant body technique, shadow clone, Shuri sword technique, chakra refining technique and less than one card of chakra.

To be honest, although Kakashi's chakra volume is a little more refined, he still has to compare with whom. Compared with ordinary Zhongnin, although it is not much more, it can be considered thick.

Jemini felt a little painful for the 80,000 pounds.

However, the one who enjoyed this treatment was the girl he wanted to be scumbag, and Professor McGonagall's request was not to mention the last time that the Gryffindor team was shaved. The older cat girl's arrogant look made Jamini unable to say anything to refuse.

If Dumbledore had acted like this, Jaminie might have spitted on him, but with Professor McGonagall's respectable qualities and his old and thin appearance, he would have looked pitiful.

Jamini held the light ball in his hand, looked at Hermione, and flirted softly: "I personally don't object to your choice of all courses, but I hope you'd better do what you can and don't add too much burden to yourself. If you're tired, I'll feel distressed."

"I know, thank you, Jamini..." Hermione's face turned a little red and she stuttered in a low voice.

As he said that, Jamini looked at the older cat girl who was stuffed with a mouthful of dog food. The older cat girl's face looked a little weird, as if she wanted her aunt to smile and held back.

"Please also pay attention to her mental state. If you are too tired, you may be at risk of death."

"Okay, I will pay attention to it all the time." Professor McGonagall nodded seriously, staring at the light ball in Jamini's hand with a little curious look.

Jamini nodded, facing the eyes of both of them, the ball of light in her hand gently patted Hermione's furry little head.
Chapter completed!