Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

What made Lupine even more curious was that after putting away the pocket watch, Albert took out another thing from his pocket - something he was very familiar with.

Of course, he'd seen it in class just minutes before.

From Luna Lovegood's strange glasses, through the tinted lenses, something was hovering around them. There were so many of them, like the sacs of mosquitoes laying eggs by the river, densely packed. They are scattered wherever they can be seen, and their presence can be clearly seen even without wearing glasses.

Is it true?

Those magical animals called "harassers", do they really exist?

Claudia nodded at him. It wasn't until he actually put on those weird glasses that people would laugh at for their abnormal aesthetics that he truly understood what he was facing.

These bugs are like well-trained swarms, circling around them for a while, seeming to find a passage - a passage to their habitat.

"They are harassers." Claudia Albert's brows stretched, as if she was proud of her discovery, and her nostrils were raised to the sky. "People need to use special methods to observe them."

"Harassment." Lupine repeated, "So, Luna's method is effective?"

Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of footsteps. It seemed that some students had already arrived in class. Clooney shrugged his shoulders and reached out to him to ask for the observation equipment lent to her by the elementary school girl: "I'm not sure, but this is the most effective way so far."

"I think that action will look a bit silly." She squinted her eyes and put her glasses away just before the shadow of the person approached the classroom door. "You can go back and give it a try."

The visitor was like a brown whirlwind, rushing from the back door of the classroom to the front. The moment he entered the classroom, a charming smile appeared on his face as if it had been patiently carved by an artist.

Those honey-colored eyes only glanced over Lupine for a moment before quickly locking on his target.

He looked a little breathless: "Claudine!"

he shouted.

But soon, he took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and then nodded politely: "Professor Luping."

"Why did you come so early today?" Lu Ping could see the black-haired girl's ears raised back involuntarily. Its owner seemed not to notice the action it made in private, and responded with a big smile.

"I heard - um..." He glanced at Lupin, obviously unwilling to express his concern in the presence of an adult male teacher, even though he was tossing and turning all night because of this matter, "I heard You came to class early today."

"Because I want to ask Professor Lupine about something!" The adult, who had no interest in the children's chat, raised his eyebrows, leaned on the edge of the podium, picked up his wooden water cup, and prepared to take a sip of cold water. , waited for a long time, but found that not a drop of water flowed out of the cup.

Well, there happens to be a drop of water coming out right now.

Lupine felt that it was becoming urgent to drive the harasser out of his head - he had even forgotten to drink the water, so what else could he remember?

He pursed his lips and felt unusually better - this girl was not affected by the events that happened last night at all, which was a blessing among misfortunes.

The two of them returned to their seats together, and not long after, students continued to squeeze in from the front door or the back door.

Even in Hogwarts, students are very particular about their seats. The course arrangement is similar to that of a Muggle university, allowing children to freely choose their favorite seats.

Most Hufflepuffs like to sit in the back, but a small number of top students like to sit in the front row. At this point, Lupine believes that the fifth-year curriculum arrangement is truly worry-free.

It is better for the care-taking Slytherins and the Hufflepuffs who like to say "yes" to everything to go to school together than for the Slytherins and the Gryffindors to go to school together - the children of these two houses are in some respects It's really very similar, and it really makes the class noisy.

When the Gryffindors and Ravenclaws were in class together, the Ravenclaws always stayed out of things, took care of their own studies, and didn't really care about what the Gryffindors were doing in private. Whatever they were doing down there - whether it was stealing food or sending messages, apart from the occasional gossip, as long as it didn't affect them, no one would bother anyone.

As if they just discovered it on the first day, several students who arrived late actually tried their best to get into the seats in the front row.

Even though Slytherins and Hufflepuffs usually get along peacefully, it doesn't mean that they can always play together - only in such a class can you see the children of the two houses almost mixed in the seats. together.

Not only was this completely different from what they saw when they were in school, Lu Ping had never seen anything like this in other grades.

He could even hear their conversations.

"Are you drawing some formation?" Another Hufflepuff crossed Cedric's seat and glanced at the paper in front of Clooney's desk. There were messy lines on it, and you could vaguely see something on it. shape.

"..." Claudia frowned, looking unhappy with his peeking behavior.

"I'm also curious." Cedric said honestly, "What is this? Your new research? Or is it a topic of computational divination?"

"I know my painting is ugly." Lu Ping finally understood why she was unhappy, "This is a painting, can't you see it?"

"Then what is this?"

"Porto!!!" She turned the notebook angrily, "Mountains and water, isn't this a landscape painting?"

"I only see sticks, adventure, and ink spots..."

"That's grass!"

"Then this kind of art is still a little too advanced for me..."

"Let me see." The shining Slytherin golden python slid gracefully from one end of the seat to the other side, "How beautiful it is. What a beautiful meaning the shining stars in the night sky have."

"You saw it wrong..."

The girl closed her leather notebook angrily, apparently not wanting to discuss with her friends whether her paintings conformed to people's usual aesthetics.

After all, he couldn't hold it back, and burst into laughter. When the children heard the sound and looked up at him, Lupine raised his water glass as if to cover up.

"I heard it." Green light shot out from Miss Albert's eyes, "There is no water in your cup, Professor."

Professor Lupine's neck was pulled back hard, and anyone could tell that he was suppressing a smile.

He himself understood this and walked out of the classroom faster, his shoulders shaking.

You can hear him replying intermittently: "Ah, yes, yes, Clooney, I'm about to pick it up..."