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Minerva Mcgonagall, Hogwarts

Minerva had taught at the school for over thirty years, she had seen entire generations pass through Hogwarts

However, none were as chaotic as the current one

And nothing could define chaos better than Clarissa Black

The lost daughter of her former student, and her most recent headache

And who, quickly, was becoming her favorite student

Cunning, intelligent and smiling, Clarissa Black was the center of attention without effort

Minerva still remembered with affection the interaction they had the day before

Flashback

 Minerva walked the halls of Hogwarts firmly, following the commotion she heard

Apparently, the first-year students of Slytherin and Ravenclaw were meeting, observing something really interesting

Or at least, something interesting for an eleven-year-old child, Minerva thought

Preparing her stern voice, the transfiguration teacher spoke

“What does this scandal mean?” she demands

And suddenly, there was silence, all the students were petrified, looking at the imposing witch

Everyone, except Clarissa, of course

With a mischievous smile, the little Black replied

"I'm just showing my incredulous classmates how brilliant my older brother is, professor" exclaimed the young heiress with perspicacity, at the same time that, from between her legs, a small puppy began to bark and move down the corridor

Quickly, Minerva responded

“Miss Black, puppies are not allowed as pets at school”

Minerva expected a reaction of indignation, however, little Slytherin just smiled smugly

"But professor, Patch is not an ordinary puppy, she is a flamant and brand-new runic pet" exclaimed the insolent witch

Confused, Minerva asked

“Runic pet?” asked the Scotswoman, not being familiar with that term

The young woman nodded wisely and replied

“It's the thing today among young witches and wizards, you live the experience of a pet, but they don't eat, or sleep, or do their... needs”

At those words, the curious "puppy" barked at the teacher before starting to run between the young Clarissa's legs

Minerva looked at the magical construct in amazement, she knew that Lord Stark was truly a prodigy in runic magic, but "Patch" was simply incredible

The young Black, smelling blood, delivered the final blow

“They can also be in any shape and size... Maybe a little golden lion, perhaps? I can talk to my brother, it would be good publicity," exclaimed the cunning young woman, looking at her with those mischievous gray eyes that she had missed so much

There was no doubt who the young woman's father was, she saw Sirius in his youth when she saw the young Slytherin

And suddenly, an immense sadness flooded Minerva, it was really heartbreaking to imagine that that smiling and mischievous young man would end in such a sad way

On that day, something truly historic happened, and Clarissa Black went down in Hogwarts history for a huge feat never seen before, so colossal that not even Professor Dumbledore had been able to achieve

Winning an Argument with Professor Mcgonagall

Flashback end

The professor shook her head quickly, concentrating again on her current mission, apparently, heir Potter and Lord Stark had taken over an entire classroom of the castle and transformed it into a kind of workshop

Normally such actions would be categorically forbidden, however, Lord Stark had influence in the castle, the professor thought with amusement

Minerva arrived at the room in question and entered delicately, not wanting to interrupt the work of both magicians, not knowing what to expect

When she saw the workshop, she was speechless

The Potter heir and Lord Stark stood with their backs to the door, as they waved their wands, completely concentrated, each on their own project

And what projects they were, Minerva thought, completely dumbfounded at what she was seeing

Both brilliant wizards were working on two kinds of statues, one in the shape of a lion with a golden glow, which was Harry's project and another in the shape of a wolf with an ethereal blue glow, Lord Stark's project, at least three meters high, the constructs promised to be really amazing when finished

"Don't forget to link the power matrix with the attack cluster, remember that you must make three to seven paths to maximize the flow of magic, without overloading the transport runes," said Lord Stark, without taking his eyes off his own project

"I got it, I'm trying to introduce a couple of tricks for our fight," Harry exclaimed as he waved his wand with great concentration

"It's time, we have to turn on the matrix," Jon ordered, as he began to channel magic into a kind of spherical stone in his wolf's chest

"Professor Babbling will go crazy as soon as she sees them," Harry exclaimed as he did the same as Jon, charge that curious sphere with magic, which began to spin at great speed and, before the incredulous eyes of the professor, began to beat

As if it were a heart 

And then, before the professor's incredulous eyes, the spheres were absorbed by the constructs, magic began to move through the thousands of runes, which slowly lit up

And then, both constructs opened their eyes, gold and silver orbs, respectively, radiating so much magical power that the Scotswoman couldn't help but shudder, incredulous at the skill and talent shown by these two young wizards

Quickly, both the lion and the wolf looked towards her, placing themselves in an attack position, showing dangerous fangs, which glittered with lightning and frost respectively

Noticing this, both young men looked towards her, who was still dumbfounded looking at both beasts

“Professor!” Harry exclaimed, at the same time that he raised his hand to indicate to the lion that Minerva was not a threat, an action that Jon replied

In response, both constructs simply closed their jaws and climbed down from their pedestals, beginning to walk around the room curiously, sniffing and nibbling on everything, as if they were a pair of puppies and not one-ton killing machines

 "Is something wrong, Professor Mcgonagall?" Jon asked politely and curiously

The woman simply shook her head to concentrate again and, focusing her gaze on Harry and Jon responded

"Nothing in particular, Lord Stark, Professor Dumbledore sent me to check that everything was in order in your "workshop"" the woman pursed her lips at the obvious favoritism shown towards the two wizards, however, after seeing the projects they were working on, she could not blame the headmaster for looking the other away

Seeing that the woman's gaze was focused on the new constructs, Harry responded quickly

"They are a personal project, since Chuck was destroyed, Jon had wanted to build an improved version, it is a project shared between the Potter and Stark family" Harry exclaimed proudly

And Minerva responded with a look of her own, this project was far above the teachings of the castle, it was evident that Harry was an extremely talented wizard

Like James and Lily, the woman thought sadly

"They are really impressive, Mr. Potter," the teacher exclaimed honestly

Just then, Harry's lion opened its jaws, releasing a powerful roar, which shook the entire room and, before the teacher's incredulous gaze, the construct released a torrent of lightning into one of the windows of the room, destroying it completely

"And dangerous," exclaimed Minerva with considerable suspicion

Harry looked at her embarrassed and responded quickly

"They're still babies, we'll train them to be the best guardians," Harry promised, fearful that the professor would force him to leave the project

Minerva simply sighed, her head aching just thinking about the problems that this pair would give her in the coming years

"Although impressive magical creations, I can't allow a wolf and a lion of three meters and a ton to walk through the corridors, Mr. Potter," exclaimed the professor wearily

Harry just smiled slyly and replied

"You don't have to worry, Professor, we've got you covered," and without waiting for an answer, the young Gryffindor stretched out his hand towards the towering beast, which shone with a golden glow, at the same time that it shrank rapidly, until it ended up with the size of a marble in Harry's hand

The teacher didn't even answer, she just shook her head and left the room

She was too old for this

Clarissa Black, Potion classroom

"Then you will talk to Lord Stark about building me a rune owl?" Astoria asked her friend excitedly, while they waited for Professor Snape's class to start

Clarissa nodded quickly and replied

"Don't worry, I'll talk to Jon, I don't think there's much of a problem." After all, rune pets would start selling soon

Sure, none of them would spew flames, lightning, or blizzards, but Clarissa was sure they would be a hit either way

After all, who wouldn't want a pet made for you?

At that moment, the rest of the students in the potions class began to arrive

That means, the insufferable and annoying Gryffindors

And with them...

"Just look, the killer's daughter," exclaimed a shrill voice, belonging to an obese and pathetic blond young lad

Darius Ogden, grandson of Lord Tiberius, one of the members of the Wizengamot belonging to the "light" bloc and simply a headache for her, with a nasal voice and more fat than brain, the little pig could not walk more than ten steps without beginning to sigh heavily.

"Just look, it is the stain of the “honorable” Ogden family, poor Lord Tiberius, who have to live with the misfortune of having a little seal for a grandson, do you walk or do you just roll to your lessons?" Clarissa replied with amusement

cruel? Indeed, effective? Pretty much

The young Slytherin watched as Darius' cheeks flushed with embarrassment, making him look like a huge tomato, with fury and contempt, the little pig spitting

"Everyone in your family is the same Black, dark wizards who should be dead, for the sake of the wizarding world," the young man replied

The Black heiress simply rolled her eyes at the obvious chatter of the young wizard, however, she would talk to Jon, apparently, they would have to be careful with the Ogden family, if the Lord's grandson expressed himself in that way publicly, it was evident that they were enemies of the Black family

And consequently, of the Potters and the Starks

"If you want to do the wizarding world a favor you can always break your wand and live with the Muggles Ogden, after all, your magical prowess is simply disappointing, I heard you haven't been able to do a simple Lumos with Professor Flitwick, disappointing but not unexpected, considering the weak family you come from," Clarissa replied quickly, following Lucrecia's advice

Whenever you deal with a wizard, attack two fundamental points, his family and his magical prowess, this way, you will always have the advantage

And apparently, the words of his brother's fiancée were true, as she saw the small, chubby lion turn purple with fury and draw his wand menacingly

Clarissa, without any fear, simply laughed and replied

"You can't even hold the wand properly and you call yourself a wizard" replied the young woman, as she prepared her next move

As expected, the obese boy turned his attention away from Clarissa, focusing his gaze on his arm, giving the young Black the seconds she needed to respond with her favorite spell, the one she had practiced so many times with her cousin Draco

Clarissa quickly drew her wand and, before the impressive gazes of her companions, released the torrent of sparks she had created directly towards the absent-minded Darius, who, sensing the discomfort of the spell, screamed in pain and dropped his wand, at the same time as his eyes moistened

Then, to the disbelief of all the students present, the little pig began to cry

And worse, all of them started laughing at him

For a moment, Clarissa felt regret for her actions, she didn't want to make Darius cry, she just wanted him to stop bothering her

And to the young witch's terrible luck, Professor Snape had arrived

"What is going on here?"  he snapped coldly, while looking at all the students with his cold eyes

The gryffindor, like the little rats they were, immediately sang

“Black cast a spell on Darius, professor, it is forbidden to do magic in the halls!” exclaimed a black-haired girl, Romilda something, if she remembered correctly

"Little snitch" Clarissa murmured as she looked with eyes full of promise at the young woman, who paled at the sight that the attention of the infamous "princess" of Slytherin was on her

Professor Snape simply looked at Darius and blurted out

"Go to the infirmary, dunderhead, Vane, go with him, fifty points from Gryffindor for fighting in the corridors, I don't care for a crying child in the potion room, he would end up killing us all, the rest, everyone inside, Black stays here" ordered the terrifying professor

Everyone obeyed, leaving Professor Snape alone with the heiress Black

Clarissa looked at the professor curiously, this was her first class with him, Jon spoke very well of the professor, while Harry said terrible things

Now it was Clarissa's turn to judge him

To her surprise, the professor spoke

"Detention, a week after school, for being caught in the corridors throwing magic," exclaimed the teacher

At first, Clarissa was going to complain, however, when she listened to the professor's words carefully, she noticed a small detail

she was being punished for being caught... which means that...

The young woman's eyes shone brightly and letting out a smile full of promise, she replied

"I understand, professor, it won't happen again" with a perpetual smile on her face

After all, she wouldn't get caught again

And she had a score to settle with Vane, poor Gryffindor will learn not to mess with Clarissa Black  

Seeing that the message had been received, the professor simply nodded and spoke again

"Since we reached an agreement, it's time for class, I hope you have studied, I only accept excellence from my students," the professor exclaimed sternly

Clarissa simply nodded and replied

"I've studied a lot with Jon the art of potions, he's a lunatic perfectionist, he forced me to practice until I could make a fatigue healing potion with my eyes closed" At the end, the young woman shuddered when she remembered the endless hours of practice

Snape simply nodded in pleasure and replied

"Then I expects excellence, Miss Black, let's get in, the faster the class starts, the faster I can get rid of you."

To the professor's surprise, the young woman nodded and replied

"I get it, the Gryffindor are a pain in the ass professor."

Professor Snape simply snorted, drowning a laugh, apparently classes with the young Black would be more interesting than he expected

Sirius Black, Surrey

After evading the Aurors for weeks, he had finally been able to slip away, Lord Black thought as he looked determinedly at the sign in front of him, simple words that meant everything to him.

“Welcome to Crangleigh”

He needed answers, he needed to save his daughter from the clutches of Malfoy and all that kind

He would not allow Clarissa to suffer the same as he suffered in the past, his daughter would be free to live as she wished

And if he had to face Lord Stark himself to make it happen

So be it... he was a Black, after all

But first, he needed answers and he knew perfectly well who would give them to him

Sirius moved subtly through the narrow streets, looking for the house where he had spent so many moments of pleasure and happiness

He had to talk to Layla, his daughter's future was at stake, after all