Professor of Gemology at Hogwarts

Gray didn't want to continue lecturing while worrying about the dwarfs, so he decided to finish class early, even if he couldn't finish the lecture, as long as he could get through the day.

"Useful information? I haven't seen anything new recently. The thing is," Gray pointed at the door, which was decorated in bright pink. The auditorium was "but...does this count?"

"If you were like those dwarfs walking through Hogwarts, wearing pink cupid clothes, I think it would count." Claire said.

Gray didn't speak anymore. He weighed the wooden box in his hands and held it tighter. There was some new material stuck to the surface of the wooden box, and he dropped dirt on his cuffs.Just now, Sprout discovered that some mandrakes matured faster, so he asked Claire to help and sent them to Snape's office.

"Why not use magic? At least it will be easier to transport." Gray complained.

"You can't use magic to disturb the mandrakes when they are ripe. Thank you for your help this time." Claire said, "About the Elixir yeast..."

She paused deliberately.

"Did you find it? What the hell is it?"

"Before I tell you, let me ask you a question first." She looked at Gray with green eyes and asked seriously, "You didn't do anything shameful without telling everyone, right?"

"What do you mean by that?" Gray looked at her in surprise and said, "Of course I don't."

"I would like to remind you... it is very dangerous to involve yourself in something that basically no one knows about... especially in the wizarding world."

"Can you kindly remind me that I accepted the truth but I told you the truth? So can you tell me?"

"Okay... I just want to remind you. I've been asking around in the past few months, and it's strange that no one knows what you said, let alone "The Secret". But in the end, in the end, just in the past few days, My friend told me that she had heard this word and heard it recently." She lowered her voice and said, "About a week ago, a group of unknown people mentioned it. They were wearing navy blue robes. They were gathered together and talking about what she was passing by, and they happened to hear it."

"What were those people talking about?"

"I don't know. She just passed by that group of people. The group of people spoke very quietly. She only heard this word because this word was too special, so she was very impressed. Oh, yes, they said it. French.”

"Speak French?"

"That's right." Claire nodded. "Generally speaking, it's just a group of unknown origins. The French are discussing in a low voice something about Elixir's yeast."

"What does "Unknown origin, person..." mean? How did she know about unknown origin, person?"

Claire sighed.

"With all due respect, I have never seen someone better than her in terms of recognition and memory. Whether she is walking in the streets or traveling in various places, as long as she takes a look, everyone can remember them." Claire said with some pride. "You may ask whether it is possible that she has never met that group of people. But the appearance of that group of people is often active in her, and whether they are foreigners or not in her eyes, the answer is obvious."

"Then where did she meet that group of people?"

"She didn't say yes and she wouldn't say yes. This would increase her chances of being exposed." Claire deliberately showed a showy expression.

"Fifty Galleons."

"seventy."

"……make a deal."

"In Diagon Alley is the Knockturn Alley of or."

"What's your friend's name?"

"I can't tell you this for the long term."

"It's like espionage..."

"Well... of course you can think so, but it's much cheaper than being a spy."

"..."

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"Get out of the classroom!" Snape's roar spread throughout the corridor.

As soon as Gray and Claire walked down the winding stairs to the underground floor, they saw a dwarf being thrown out of the Potions classroom. He rolled several times on the ground with his golden wings stuck behind him. The harp was thrown far away in pink, and the greeting cards were scattered on the floor.

There was another person standing at the door of the classroom, Percy.

"Hello, Professor. Hello, Miss Weisman."

"What are you doing here?" Gray asked.

"I was expecting George and Fred to be professors." Percy said seriously. "They made a mistake."

"Mr. Morris, yes, I have a ghostwritten greeting card that needs to be sent to Morris. It's right... it should be you." The dwarf raised his eyes and glanced at Gray, who recognized one of the greeting cards. The recipient was there. In front of you.

Gray noticed that Claire and Percy suddenly looked at him with a different look.

"Are you... kidding?" He thought he heard wrongly.

"No kidding, sir, I'm sure it was a ghost here who asked me to ghostwrite. I'm very impressed." The dwarf got up and rummaged for the cards on the ground, and then found the target at the base of the wall. "It's right here." "

In his hand, he held a pink card with a bow and a few lines of words crookedly written on it.

Gray put the box on the ground and then bent down to take it from the dwarf's hand. When he saw the first sentence of the greeting card, he felt suffocated.

Dear, Morris

I miss you very much. We haven't dated for a long time. It's only since you appeared that I realized that someone loves you so beautifully.

When I was dark, you illuminated me like the sun. The world is now. I have something to express to you.

When you are hungry, you are my bread; when your mouth is dry, you are my water; when you are sick and bedridden, you are my medicine; when you get married, you are my love!

Love you,

myrtle elizabeth warren

Gray held it in his hand. He didn't know what the next step was going to be. He just felt his face was numb. The corridor was very quiet, but the three people looked at him. He could only silently put the greeting card into himself. , the man in the robe pretended that nothing had happened, and even had a voice saying that he was very glad that it was a lucky thing.

Claire looked at Gray with interest but didn't say a word. On the other side was the dwarf who also scattered the greeting cards and sorted them out and stood at the base of the wall waiting to send the cards.

Percy's eyes rolled around. He looked at Gray and then at Claire. He pretended that nothing happened and walked back and forth slowly, waiting for the Potions class inside to end.

The atmosphere was so annoying that there was no sound. The most embarrassing situation was that Gray felt that he might as well just leave now.

At this time, the Potions classroom was opened, and students came out one after another carrying schoolbags. The Weasley twins passed by Gray and happily greeted him, but they were stopped by Percy before they took two steps.

"Hey! Why are you here? You're a model Percy!" George and Fred looked surprised.

"That's what you guys are doing, right? That soundtrack message!"

"Message?" The Weasley twins looked at each other with a proud smile on their lips, "What are you talking about?"

"You are embarrassing me in class!" Percy was so angry that his chest bulged.

"What have you been through? You're so angry."

"In class?"

"Shouldn't it be..."

"Is it possible that someone wrote you a love letter? Oh, Percy really didn't expect it!" The two of them said each other while pushing Percy away and preparing to escape.

"Stop, I'm not done yet!" Percy shouted.

He grabbed Fred and George's schoolbags, and while pulling, the things were scattered all over the floor, and a cylindrical pendant rolled down to Gray's feet.

"I'm writing to Mum in the hope that it will teach you a lesson!" Percy scolded them loudly.

"Oops!" The Weasley twins looked at the pendant.

"It's too late for you to regret what you have done. Just tell your mother the words of self-reflection!" Percy said reluctantly.

The pendant that Gray picked up was silver, with a cylindrical shape on the chain. It was transparent and the crystal was a little yellow. There seemed to be a black insect inside. He got closer and took a closer look. It was not an insect. It was a very small one. The snake is as motionless as a specimen.