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SPOILER WARNING!!! THIS CONTENT IS FROM POTTERMORE.DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU WANT TO FIND THINGS OUT FOR YOURSELF.DON'T READ AND BLAME ME AFTERWARDS!!






























McGonagall’s backstory from Pottermore

Early Years

Minerva McGonagall was the first child, and only daughter, of a Scottish Presbyterian minister and a Hogwarts-educated witch. She grew up in the Highlands of Scotland in the early twentieth century, and only gradually became aware that there was something strange, both about her own abilities, and her parents’ marriage.

Minerva’s father, the Reverend Robert McGonagall, had become captivated by...
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"HAVE A BISCUIT, POTTER!"

"You told her He Who Must Not Be Named is back?"
"Yes."
Professor McGonagall sat down behind her desk, frowning at Harry. Then she said: "Have a biscuit,Potter."
"Have - what?"
"Have a biscuit", she repeated impatiently, indicating a tartan tin lying on tuktok of one of the piles of papers on her desk. "And sit down"
There had been a nakaraan occasion when Harry, expecting to be caned sa pamamagitan ng Professor McGonagall, had instead been appointed sa pamamagitan ng her to the Gryffindor Quidditch team. He sank into a chair opposite her and helped himself to a Ginger Newt, feeling just as confused and...
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June 1, 1998
    Minerva was sitting in her paborito place on the baybayin of the lake, watching the sun rise over the silent grounds. Just to be alive, to see the first light of araw hit the kastilyo that stood, so resolutely, silhouetted against fading stars, was a blessing. This was Minerva's paborito time of araw because, for a few shining moments, all seemed to be as it should be; as the sun rose higher into the sky, the kastilyo would come to life, and the students and professors alike would sit in the great hall and talk of meaningless things and be bathed in the fresh morning...
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