Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

The serious talk was over as quickly as the waves washing over the beach where I was writing.

Although Claudia did not understand the mysterious and riddle-like verses of the prophets, she was still grateful that this man with a straight face could inform her despite his busy schedule - just out of his emotional support for her. care.

Fezeron is a good man, although he is not well received by his fellow tribesmen and is always criticized in front of Mr. Bain.

The man's curly blond hair hung softly by his cheeks, and Feizelen's expression was softened by the warm room and soft mattress.

"I wonder what's on your mind?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Because you always hide here secretly when you encounter problems." Fezeren said, "I have seen you several times."

"I want to talk to someone." Claudia sipped her chocolate powder stock, and for safety's sake only served Feizelen herbal tea, "But I haven't figured out how to say it yet. .”

"You haven't thought about what to say to me." Feizelen laughed angrily, "What, you can't say anything to me?"

"No." Claudia took another sip, "It's just that I had a fight with someone else."

"How can you still quarrel with someone?"

"All in all, it was not a pleasant incident," she said. "I couldn't figure out what he was thinking. He scolded me and blamed me for other people's faults."

"Could it be a misunderstanding?"

"No." She replied decisively, "He did it on purpose."

"That means I don't like you anymore." Fei Zelen blew on the chrysanthemums floating on the herbal tea to make the tea cool down faster.

"If you don't like it, you wouldn't like it a long time ago!" Claudia felt that her anger was still held in her chest. Even though so many people had criticized the weird professor's approach in front of her, she still felt uncomfortable. , "Why did it happen all of a sudden?"

"No matter what, you won't scold someone, girl." Feizelen shook his shoulders, "You did it on purpose? People are fickle, and this is a truth that is recognized everywhere. Maybe he has other misunderstandings."

"Maybe," Claudia said, "but if it's such a misunderstanding..."

Claudia thought that if after so many years together, Severus Snape could finally treat her sincerity as a mean game, she would be even more sad.

"Oh...oh..." Miss Albert looked like she was about to cry. Feizelen couldn't help but laugh. This time he was a lively child instead of a cold, talking mural.

"Stop crying," he said. "Do you want me to give you a hug?"

"Let's forget it." Claudia felt that his anger had been suppressed by him, and there was no longer that aggrieved atmosphere. "vomit."

"I'm sad too." Feizelen buried his face behind his hair, pretending to be sad.

He couldn't tell whether it was real or fake. Claudia never wanted a bad expression to appear on such a beautiful face.

She apologized very quickly: "I'm sorry!"

"You are more candid than I expected!" Fezeren commented in surprise. He thought this young lady was a rather awkward type, "Is this all right?"

"After all, you have good intentions..."

The atmosphere between the two of them was completely different, and Fezeren thought that he might not be able to play such a silent role. He may be a new one.

How interesting would it be for a new character of his own to appear in such a person's life?

He seemed to have forgotten the confusing future he had seen: "All in all, I'm glad I waited for you."

"I am also grateful for the information and enlightenment you sent, Fezeron."

"Though the latter didn't do much good."

"Protect yourself." Fezeren closed his eyes, and after a while, he decided to take a nap here.

His body was facing away from the cave, and he was not ready to turn his head to look at the girl's back as she prepared to leave again.

"Just like you protect the 'Savior Star', can you cherish yourself like this?"

"I've always been like this, I cherish myself."

This answer has little credibility. Fezeron was one of the witnesses to the self-harm.

At that time, a child like that allowed himself to be injured. Although he did not take the initiative, if he left it alone, the severity would not be much lighter.

"I hope so, Claudia." Fezeren said softly. The man had already walked into the rain again and disappeared at the other end of the soundproof circle.

Having said that, knowing the bad news that Bain might not want to see her for some time in the future still made her feel even more uncomfortable.

It's a bit like losing the magic wand you're used to using. I have lost a harbor that can constantly protect my soul.

Children need psychological support very much. At some point, when facing the mature centaur, she can show her childish side instead of her comprehensive or aggressive side.

She felt that she was facing a major crisis at the beginning of the semester, and he was not included in the interesting activities - but it was a bit interesting to make friends from a foreign country.

All in all, it seems that this semester has not yet begun, and everything that could have been called "backing" has been suddenly withdrawn.

She doesn't feel good.

Until the early morning of the next day, the storm went from raging to gradually calming down, and the forest was in a mess. Miss Albert still maintained the same posture sitting on the edge of the Black Lake, and then, a wet pebble hit her in the head.

"Hi." A green hand with sharp nails rose from the river, and then, a head covered with spikes emerged from the clear water.

"Hi." Claudia sat up from the side of the tree. When it rains heavily, trees can block most of the wind and rain that come straight up and down. But when the strong wind swept through, the raindrops remaining on the leaves turned into another heavy rain.

Immediately afterwards, several heads emerged from the river.

"Music?" One of the women made a rustling sound, and even half of her body was exposed.

Mermaids always wear no clothes. Even though the face in front of her was not as beautiful as in European fairy tales, Claudia was still a little embarrassed.

"?" The mermaid was very confused.

"Okay." Claudia replied. She immediately moved her hands and feet that were stiff from holding one position for a long time, and ran towards the castle unsteadily.

After she got busy and gave the first mermaid concert of the semester, the storm completely stopped, and the drizzle of rain was also carried away by the wind.

By the time she said goodbye to these music-loving mermaids, there were already more people in the auditorium.

The crowd was sparse, with few seniors showing up, but Claonia found many new faces milling around the castle.

Early bird gets the worm. For some little wizards, no matter how novel a new school is to them, it will only last a while.

The ceiling was still the same as last night, and it seemed that Dumbledore had the same fondness for such rainy days.

Blue-gray dark clouds were still billowing in the sky, and the entire auditorium still looked as gray as a rainy day.

The seniors, who sat down sporadically, began to discuss the upcoming competition in which registration would begin.

After a while, the roommates also appeared.

"How about your morning jog?" Helles gracefully walked around the floors that might bring her muddy water like a Persian cat, "So early?"

"Absolutely." Claudia looked a little gloomy, as if she didn't want to join other people's discussions.

"Does it scare you so much to face the dean, Lenny?" The golden python leaned on her shoulder, with an obvious smile in his tone, "When will you ever live like this?"

"After all, an angry dean is scarier than anyone else." Emilia sat down next to Helles and immediately took the warm milk.

After breakfast, the sixth grade students were still sitting in their seats, and the students in the hall finally evacuated the auditorium as time went by.

The deans of each college came down from the faculty table and handed out the course schedules in their hands to every student.

Clonia had expected it to be a rough morning, and it was, but not in the rough way she had imagined.

Slytherins were in awe of this professor who always had a straight face. Although there were some idiots, most of them asked their friends to pair up with each other for their class selections the night before school started.

Snape rarely interferes in students' course selection. After all, besides him, there are people at a higher level who can decide their future. They have already made decisive suggestions on course selection during the holidays.

The senior students were sitting near the door. By the time Snape arrived, other students had already finished distributing their class schedules.

"Then let's go first?" The students walked out of the auditorium one after another consciously, because they didn't want to hear Snape's soul-like torture, such as "Who are you waiting for?" 】

Usually they think that no matter how they answer this question in the end, the answer to this question will be that they will be criticized or they will be unlucky together with the people who are waiting. Especially when he's doing his business.

"Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Herbology, Transfiguration, Potions and Ancient Runes." Emilia had already fled, and Snape looked at the course schedule on his hand and recorded each student Keep the register on hand.

"Okay," he said to Helles. "Any other questions?"

"No more, Professor." The golden python smiled obediently.

Snape nodded and handed over the course schedule in his hand.

Hellus Wilson nodded to him, then quietly walked out from behind him.

Then he didn't say another word.

Professor Snape placed the last course schedule on the table and left lightly.

【OK. 】Clonia felt like a deflated rubber ball that could no longer bounce back. [He is still angry. 】