Youth is a wonderful time.
Professor McGonagall watched them, as if seeing her own reflection at fifteen or sixteen in their eyes.
Harry's transformation pleased her the most. Dressed in formal robes with his hair neatly tamed and a scholarly air about him, he finally looked like one of Hogwarts' finest students—his usual appearance often made her think he was more of an elite knight, one who wouldn't look out of place standing among the suits of armor in the castle.
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