“Silence!” shouted Professor McGonagall at the podium of the Head Table. “No talking until the Sorting Ceremony finishes!”
There was a brief dip in the volume, as everyone waited to see if she was going to make any specific and credible threats, and then the whispers started up again.
Then the silver-bearded ancient stood up from his great golden chair, smiling cheerfully.
Instant silence. Someone frantically elbowed Harry as he tried to continue a whisper, and Harry cut himself off in mid-sentence.
The cheerful-looking old man sat down again.
Note to self: Do not mess with Dumbledore.
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“In Hogwarts, Dumbledore does punish certain transgressions against his will, so he is feared to some degree—though the students still make free to mock him in more than whispers. [...]
Harry hadn’t been like that around Professor McGonagall… who admittedly had the power to deduct House Points and didn’t have Dumbledore’s air of tolerance… no, it was still true, Harry would have been more respectful even in his own thoughts if Dumbledore had not seemed safe to disrespect.
Hm. So who’s supposed to be more scary, Dumbledore or McGonagall? I don’t know any more.
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Hm. So who’s supposed to be more scary, Dumbledore or McGonagall? I don’t know any more.