harry potter book of crimes

Many people know that Minerva McGonagall, the strict and excellent transfiguration professor and current headmistress, worked for two years in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement of the British Ministry of Magic before joining Hogwarts.

There, young Minerva met Elphinstone Elcott, who was her immediate superior at the time, and after enduring his unremitting pursuit and silent waiting for more than twenty years, she finally got married.

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This marriage was actually quite short-lived, because Elcott, who had retired from the Ministry of Magic at the time, unfortunately died due to an accidental bite from a poisonous tentacle after less than three years of living with Minerva.

After that, Minerva moved back to Hogwarts Castle and decided to devote the rest of her life to her teaching career.

However, few people know why Minerva, who was actually very fond of Elcott, her former colleague and boss, rejected his proposal again and again in those years, turning this relationship into a mystery.

What was supposed to be a happy and lasting marriage was delayed for more than twenty years, so that neither party in the marriage got a good ending...

At the bar, Aberforth, who was carelessly wiping a goblet, glanced at the two people who were talking - he did not listen to the conversation between Minerva and the other party, but what exactly the two were talking about,

He could more or less guess.

Because he is one of the very few people who knows the secret.

Aberforth and Ercott knew each other.

I can't say how familiar it is, but in the first few years after Minerva turned down a great promotion opportunity and resigned from the Ministry of Magic and chose to return to school to work, Elcott would always go to Hogmore every time he was on vacation.

Let’s have a few drinks at the Pig’s Head Bar in Decun—that little man who works hard and quickly, but always seems a little clumsy outside of work, especially when facing beautiful women, is like this. He doesn’t even dare to go there.

The Three Broomsticks Bar was obviously more lively, but I was afraid that if I met Minerva there, she would feel too annoying.

After going back and forth, Elcott became familiar with Aberforth, and Aberforth also learned from the occasionally drunk Elcott that the Miller he had always loved deeply

Wa Mag—the junior in the workplace that my brother always praised, seemed to have someone he liked.

It's just that in the eyes of outsiders like Aberforth, Elcott is not as "shameless and wishful thinking" as he always said when he was drunk... That little man who is usually somewhat silly is just

It was a little "late" in Minerva's life, that's all.

Maybe Ercott actually understood this, so he kept waiting silently and never gave up.

So sure enough, at nightfall one day, Elcott, who had retired from the Ministry of Magic, appeared again at the Hog's Head Bar, with a red face, and went to invite Aberforth to his wedding - he was probably on his way out

I’ve had several drinks before!

That night, Ercott got drunk at the bar.

It was also that night that Aberforth finally heard clearly from Elcott about the man who was said to be Minerva's first love and whom she had once talked about getting engaged to.

According to Elcott, he was the son of a farmer named "Dougal McGregor" who lived in Caithness County, Scotland, and was a Muggle.

He heard Elcott also say that although Minerva loved that man, she could not tell him that she was a witch. Because Minerva, who had just graduated from Hogwarts and joined the Ministry of Magic, suddenly realized

If he accepts the other party's proposal, he must abide by the "International Statute of Secrecy" like his mother, lock up his wand, lose his job in the Ministry of Magic, and put down all his ideals and goals.

And that kind of life... was obviously not something that Minerva, who was young, energetic and extremely ambitious, could accept.

So Minerva finally rejected Dougal's proposal and left him. Even though the other party later sent Minerva many letters - in order to prevent the other party from waiting needlessly, Minerva never

promise.

However, the emotion that was wiped out by her own hands ultimately left an unhealable wound in Minerva's heart, and even affected her views on the job at the Ministry of Magic and many regulations of the International Statute of Secrecy, thus directly

This led to her resignation from the Ministry of Magic.

It wasn't until three days before the night when Ercott went to the Hog's Head Bar to have a drunken confession that the farmer's son named Dougal passed away, and Minerva's long-lasting and bumpy first love finally came to an end.

"... I have secretly visited that guy named Dugor several times. He is indeed a good man, and even I have to admit it. It's just that... he lives a relatively happy life - that boy later and the local

A farmer's daughter got married and gave birth to a daughter... It's so hard for Minerva! She just can't let it go... She just can't let it go..."

These were the last words Ercott said that night before he passed out completely drunk.

"Isn't it the same with you kid!"

At that time, Aberforth looked at the little man who fell down on the bar after saying that, shook his head, and replied angrily, but the drunk little man obviously couldn't hear it.

"I just didn't expect that just a few years after a low-key wedding with few people attending, there would be another funeral. If you ask me, the most pitiful person has always been that little man."

Hearing a few vague words like "poor" coming from the other side, Aberforth secretly shook his head - although he knew that Mag's words were definitely not the same thing, it obviously had nothing to do with him. He

But for a moment, I remembered the poor little man who always came to his bar and sat in front of the window in almost the same position, looking at the direction of Hogwarts Castle and pouring a drink to himself.

Among the patrons of the Pig's Head Bar, where all the crooks come and go, Ercott can probably be regarded as one of the few old friends he has had over the years.

"...Miss McGonagall, I don't know much about magic and the like, and I only know you in the magic world. So, for the sake of Dougal, my poor grandson still has to beg you.

Please...please!"

While Aberforth was at the bar thinking about the past, the old Muggle woman sitting opposite McGonagall at the small round table in front of the window had tears in her eyes.

"Don't worry, don't worry! The therapists of the Blois family are the best magic doctors in France. They will do their best to save the children - whether they are wizards or ordinary people! When my affairs are finished, I will

I’ll just take the child over, so don’t worry!”

Mag looked at the other party and said seriously.