Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

Crazy girls are not lovable most of the time.

Just like today.

Lupine was already very tired. Even if he rejected Dumbledore's request to take a few days off, it did not mean that he would have other energy to face other things.

For example, Gryffindor and Slytherin were noisy and had little fights behind their backs from time to time.

The Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw classes, which were supposed to be quiet, were also disturbed by this crazy blonde girl's speech, just like Fred and George throwing rotten eggs into the crowd.

Luna was wearing those weird pink glasses today, muttering to herself while staring at him unblinkingly with her strange eyes.

Don't ask him how he could see her eyes clearly through the tinted lenses. The cold, staring feeling could only be felt when that little golden head was pointed at him.

Just when he thought that was all, the girl let out a brisk cry: "It's you! Professor!"

"Is it me?" he asked good-naturedly, "What am I?"

"Harassment." She seemed very happy with her discovery, and immediately stood up from her seat, "The person whose brains were drilled is you, professor."

"Harassment?" He asked immediately. Lu Ping had never heard of this term.

"Leave her alone, Professor." Another Ravenclaw girl laughed sparsely in the audience, "You know, she is 'Luna', she is always like this."

"Yeah, don't pay attention to what she said." Another girl next to her echoed with a laugh, "Who has ever heard of a 'harassment'? She is indeed 'harassing' us! Hahahaha——"

Immediately afterwards, the children burst into laughter.

"It's 'harassment'." The girl repeated seriously, seemingly unaware of what the other people were smiling at.

"Okay, thank you." Lupine smiled, "Although I don't think anything can get into my head under my nose."

"Thank you for your concern."

This is very bad, it seems like a group of people are trying to separate one person from the group.

Lupine felt a sincere feeling of déjà vu in this situation, which made him uncomfortable and urged him to do something to calm his sudden irritability.

But this girl is indeed so weird. In the only interactions between them, what he can get is either the incomprehensible words or some wild imagination.

So he coughed and changed the topic to the text.

The children were still whispering excitedly below, seeming to be very interested in this sudden event.

They are so young that the little things that happen casually in class can keep them talking for a week. This is a rare pleasure in collective life.

Lupine is a very responsible teacher. He always hopes that he can provide convenience to students and teach them knowledge to the greatest extent of his ability.

But today he was a little distracted.

Of course, this does not mean that he did not attend the first class well, but the originally brisk teaching time suddenly became too long.

He didn't sigh deeply until the class was over.

In the next class, he will be able to meet the victim who haunted him.

"Professor." The crazy girl didn't flee the classroom in a swarm after class like other children.

This is true even for the most popular Defense Against the Dark Arts courses.

Lupine is a very charming teacher, and his students are impressed by his humor and knowledge.

But anyone could tell that he was in a bad mental state today, and there were even three or two sporadic admirers who looked unconcerned about the crazy girl taking up his rest time.

He had no choice but to nod in the direction of the back row, signaling the children to go first.

"Yes, Miss." He sighed, closed the book, and picked up the water glass that had been set aside for a long time from the edge of the wooden platform. The water in it had long been taken away by the flowing air, and he didn't care. Like making it warm again.

He drank a whole glass of water generously, and then focused his time again on the blond girl in front of him.

"What I said is true." Luna seemed used to his indifference, but she was still very persistent, "The harassers are still in your mind, Professor."

"I find that you are not in good spirits, maybe because they are still in your mind - if not dealt with in time, the human brain will be messed up by them..."

Luna was very fond of this professor who occasionally took her "nonsense" seriously. He also liked to study the characteristics of magical animals, and even saw those dangerous creatures in his office. An elusive figure.

She thought she needed to warn the gentle professor, who seemed deeply troubled by it.

"I understand." You see, he takes it seriously.

"Pat it around the ears, is that it?"

"You have to flick your ears," she said, "and see if you can get them out."

This is too silly.

Lupine thought.

He didn't want to do such a thing in public! He smiled and nodded to Luna: "Then I will give it a try when I get back."

Miss Albert did not step into the class that day.

After receiving a compromised message from Dumbledore, she decided to follow their advice and meet the werewolf professor who had just crawled back from the Black Lake.

When a werewolf loses their mind on a full moon night, when they get through that difficult time, what they did when they lost their mind will resurface in front of them as their reason returns.

Lupine was fond of this student: she was smart, enthusiastic, and willing to work hard on her subjects.

No teacher would dislike a diligent and studious student, not to mention that this student may even achieve success in his studies.

Guilt nearly overwhelmed him—a guilt that no one could express.

When his smart student finally stood in front of him, he backed away slightly from the overwhelming guilt.

At a certain moment, he almost thought that he was going to become a sinner who would destroy other people's futures - on the premise that he had no future.

"Claudine..." he whispered to the girl who had just stood still, "I'm sorry."

"Then you are indeed, Professor." The Slytherin girl's expression was extremely serious. He had never seen her look so serious before - usually, her expressions were very changeable and rich.

There was a cheerful smile, a malicious and premeditated smile, or a quiet smile, but Lupine didn't see anything like this on her face - a bit of indifference.

"Actually, I feel strange," she said. "You don't seem like someone who would forget such an important thing - I believe Professor Dumbledore has taken this into consideration."

"But in fact, I did betray his trust - and yours." He smiled bitterly, "I accept whatever the school does to me..."