Professor McGonagall's expression was stern, the tight bun coiled atop her head not shifting in the slightest. Her sharp gaze looked over the top of her square glasses toward Daphne Greengrass at one side. "What I find curious is that, as far as I know, Miss Dagringlass, you did not choose Ancient Magic Class. Why were you at the practical lesson grounds for ancient magic today, and why did you cast magic again on an Undead Creature that had already had magic cast on it?"
"Professor McGonagall, I heard Millicent say she could more or less summon an Undead Creature now, so like the other young wizards who aren't taking the course, I only came over to have a look," Daphne Greengrass answered calmly. "But the skeleton she summoned was much too scrawny, so I used Enlarge on it... and as a result, it lost control. I'm sorry, Professor. I didn't mean to."
"Professor Flitwick should have taught you the taboos involved long ago. Also, don't tell me you didn't know what happened in your second-year Duelling Club, when the snake Mr. Malfoy produced with Serpensortia went out of control? Consider yourselves lucky. Miss Bones doesn't seem to have suffered any serious problems, or else what would be waiting for you would be the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic..." Professor McGonagall said, her voice carrying an icy anger. She pondered for a moment. "Miss Bersted, Miss Dagringlass, Slytherin will lose one hundred points for this."
"We're willing to accept the punishment, Professor McGonagall." Daphne stole a glance at Allen nearby and hurriedly agreed, while Millicent also gave a rather solid-sounding response.
Professor McGonagall followed Daphne's gaze. After noticing Allen, she looked at Daphne's expression and frowned. Her long, pointed nose let out a heavy breath. "In addition, given that