On his way back to his office.
He ran into Professor McGonagall.
"Oh, Douglas, I was just looking for you.
By the way, the study room will officially open to students next Monday.
As for detention for students caught wandering at night, I agree with your suggestion, and I've persuaded the other heads of house.
Since they think they have so much time at night, they can join you for a run around the Black Lake at six in the morning!
I think you were right. If they burn off their energy during the day, they won't be so active at night.
Here's the detention list...
Also, don't worry about Peeves. Since you've already given the ghosts your word, Albus and I both trust you.
Go and get some rest. I heard all about what happened today!"
Douglas took the list and glanced at it. There were only six names.
Then he said with a wry smile:
"Today was exhausting, but it was certainly rewarding.
Mr. Limos, the author who published Forgotten Ancient Magic and Spells, is also a reporter for the Daily Prophet.
He told me I'd definitely be tomorrow's front-page headline.
I suppose no one will question my position as a professor after that!"
A strange expression appeared on Professor McGonagall's face.
"That really is good news.
But, Douglas, whether you make the front page isn't important.
Hmm... you still need to make sure you get enough rest.
After all, you're a professor now. Teaching should remain your focus, so don't take other things too much to heart..."
Douglas kept feeling that Professor McGonagall meant more than she was saying.
Weren't you the ones who wanted me to prove myself in the first place?
In any case, Douglas had made up his mind. If that Lockhart caused him