"Minerva! I'm here!"
Karl OLaughlin walked into the Gryffindor Dean's office, flashing a brilliant smile at Professor McGonagall.
"Hmm, I heard you from quite a distance away. No one else has such cheerful footsteps."
Professor McGonagall, who was working at her desk, looked up with a smile and noticed the Kitten holding a potted plant.
She recognized it as a Moon-dew flower; its petals were crescent-shaped and a clear, elegant blue-white.
It was named for the crystal-clear dew it condensed under moonlight and was an important ingredient for brewing Felix Felicis.
"This is—"
"A gift for you! With its company, I'm sure you'll have a wonderful mood!"
Karl OLaughlin placed the Moon-dew flower on the windowsill and looked at Professor McGonagall expectantly.
How is it? Are you touched?
Professor McGonagall: (⊙_◎)
"Karl, tell me the truth. Did you cause trouble? Is it serious?"
"Minerva, what do you mean by that? Is it wrong for me to care about you? Is this the image you have of me in your heart?"
Facing Karl OLaughlin's indignant questioning, Professor McGonagall had to exert great effort to stop herself from nodding.
Although she was indeed touched by the Kitten's concern, the recent care had been too frequent, making her feel a bit flustered.
For the past few weeks, her office had almost been taken over by Karl OLaughlin's various small gifts.
magic quills, aromatherapy, cushions, tea sets—there were just too many!
"Of course not! My dear Karl, I was just—where are you going?"
"Hmph! You've hurt my feelings! I'm leaving!"
Watching Karl OLaughlin's departing figure, Professor McGonagall tapped her forehead in distress.
What should she do? What exactly happened? She was truly not good at raising children!
After thinking calmly for a moment, Professor McGonagall stood up and headed straight for the greenhouses behind the Castle.
She should go ask Pomona; perhaps she could offer some correct advice.
In the greenhouse, Professor Sprout, having finished her day of teaching, was counting her magical plants.
"Minerva? What brings you here?"
"Well... I have a small problem that needs your help, regarding Karl OLaughlin."
Professor Sprout looked surprised. "Karl? He was in my class not long ago, and he seemed fine."
"It's like this—"
Professor McGonagall recounted all of Karl OLaughlin's recent unusual behavior. "Although this child has cared about me before, he has never given me so many gifts."
Professor Sprout: (one_-)
"You said he just gave you what?"
"A Moon-dew flower! It's beautiful!"
Professor McGonagall smiled with a reserved air, secretly showing off: Isn't my Kitten thoughtful?
"Of course it's beautiful!" Professor Sprout pointed expressionlessly behind her. "Does it look familiar?"
Professor McGonagall looked back and saw two rows of Moon-dew flowers on the wooden shelf; due to the neat arrangement, it was obvious that one pot was missing.
Ah... The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
After a moment of silence, Professor McGonagall laughed sheepishly. "Sorry, Pomona. I'll bring it back to you later!"
"Forget it, it's yours."
Professor Sprout was also at a loss. You two are having a lovely mother-son moment, but why am I the one paying for it?
"Should I deduct twenty points from him?"
"That would just be points from Hufflepuff!"
"Ahem... I was joking!"
Professor Sprout rolled her eyes at Professor McGonagall. "When did Karl OLaughlin start giving you gifts?"
"At the end of last month, the fourth week of school."
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