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"English"
[French]
–Parseltongue–
{Talking on the Floocall/through Two-way mirror/through Patronus}
{Talking through Horcrux}
Thinking in 3rd person POV/Dream/Memory/Flashback/Others
Letter/Journal/Book/Newspaper
Time change/Date of time
Change of POV
Chapter XII
–Legal Guardian–
Monday, 1 November 1971
CEP's POV
Harry approached the younger Professor McGonagall as the first-year Slytherins and Gryffindors entered the classroom, while his friends sat down.
"What is it, Peverell?"
"Madam Pomfrey told me to warn you that I am not allowed to use too much magic today."
The stern woman looked up from her desk and took a good look at him.
"I heard from my co-workers that yesterday was your Bad Omen day. I didn't see Coach Bael-Varbrun at all last night nor this morning, did something happen?" The woman asked and Harry nodded as his body shivered against his accord, what obviously was noticed by his Professor. "Poppy said you could attend classes?" The woman asked instead of prying further because the whole classroom was listening to.
"Madam Pomfrey allowed it after hearing that I only have Transfiguration now and Potions in afternoon." Harry agreed.
Professor McGonagall picked a spare needle and set on her desk facing Harry.
"Under my watch so I can control any possible decontrol." The woman ordered, Harry took out his wand and shaped the needle into a match. "Very well, 10 points to Slytherin. Now, I will give you an essay for you to deliver next class." The woman said as she wrote down the title while the Slytherins clapped because Harry had done it on first try. "I'm not giving you a free pass. You are to go directly to the Infirmary wing and will have to deliver a 4 feet length essay besides the same homework that I will be giving your classmates, understood?"
Harry nodded and accepted the pass, essay title and homework title, before leaving. Uncle Abraxas was in the Infirmary wing talking with Madam Pomfrey when he arrived.
"Miss Peverell?"
"Professor McGonagall made me shape the needle into a match on her desk and then gave me a massive essay to fill instead, before sending me back to the Infirmary wing." Harry supplied as he showed the parchment with the pass for in case he'd be caught outside his classroom.
Madam Pomfrey nodded and signalled him to a bed. Harry sat down and let the blond man to look him over as the School Healer went to fetch something from her office.
"Where they this bad at Malfoy Manor?"
"I usually lock myself on my room... the first-year that I moved in Aunt Genevieve made Dobby open the door for her and she grabbed my wrist forcing me out, only to dislocate my shoulder blade when I struggled back. My body was still weak from the hospital stay." Harry shrugged. "Dobby started refusing to listen after several years because the issues started getting worse. The last time she forced me out I literally fell down the Malfoy Manor's stairwell and woke up next day's morning hidden in Cousin Lucius' room while Dobby healed me with House-elf's Magic."
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