June 1, 1998
    Minerva was sitting in her favorito! place on the apuntalar, costa of the lake, watching the sun rise over the silent grounds. Just to be alive, to see the first light of día hit the castillo that stood, so resolutely, silhouetted against fading stars, was a blessing. This was Minerva's favorito! time of día because, for a few shining moments, all seemed to be as it should be; as the sun rose higher into the sky, the castillo 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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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...