[Comprehensive] Those years when I memorized the Analects of Confucius

Everyone who is evil must be investigated.

Kong Yun hesitated for a while, then pushed open the door of the lounge and walked out.

He could see that Professor Snape was really in a bad mood at the moment. Although he did mind a little bit, as a student, he was not qualified to involve too much in the professor's personal affairs. If he stayed where he was , that is not knowing the wink.

It was almost curfew time, and there was no one in the empty corridor. He wondered if he should wait for the Potions professor to leave before going back to finish his cleaning work, while walking back along the corridor.Not wanting to walk less than ten meters away, a student figure appeared in front of him.

Looking at the figure, it seems to be a low-grade student, and the color of the collar is red, which seems to be Gryffindor.Kong Yun's gaze moved away from the red-collared school uniform and robe, and stayed on that familiar face...

Harry Potter?

Looking at each other, both of them were a little surprised.Harry did not expect to meet other people at this time, and Kong Yun was purely accidental to meet the famous savior in the magic world face to face at this time close to the curfew.

He thought of Professor Snape in the lounge behind him, and the love-hate relationship between the savior and the Potions professor (?) that was widely circulated among Hufflepuffs. After thinking about it, he still reminded: "If you are If you want to go to Professor Snape now..."

As the words came out, he easily found the nervousness from the boy opposite. Kong Yun knew it in his heart, but he still said: "My personal suggestion, it's better if you try to change the time." He pointed out Pointing to the staff lounge behind him, he said softly, "I just came out of it...I mean, Professor Snape is not in a good mood right now, you'd better not rush in and disturb him."

As if thinking of something terrible, he obviously saw the first-year Gryffindor on the opposite side flinch a little, and hesitated: "You mean——I should wait for him...Professor Snape is in a good mood Time, come again, is that right?"

"If you really don't have any important matters, you must ask Professor Snape now—" Kong Yun replied gently, "Then I think so."

First-year Gryffindors seemed convinced by him.Or in other words, Harry felt that it was really hard for him not to be persuaded by the other party - usually the Potions professor didn't give him any good looks, and now he was still sending him to the door when the other party was in a bad mood...

The association made him shiver uncontrollably, but he thought of the reason why he mustered up the courage to come out—if there were other professors in the staff room, would Snape reject him?

"Excuse me, I was wondering...are there any other professors in the break room right now?" he asked in a last-ditch hope.

Although he didn't quite understand that the other party would ask this question, Kong Yun quickly replied: "Yes, right now, there is only Professor Snape...Maybe Mr. Filch will come over soon." He was blunt : "You should know that during this period of time, I have been performing labor services under Mr. Filch. I just cleaned up from the rest room. Mr. Filch should come over and check again."

Harry really retreated now - he had thought that if other professors were present, the Potions professor might not be so ruthless, but now that there is only Head Slytherin alone, oh no, And most likely even an equally annoying Filch...

"Thank you for your reminder, er...Mr. Kong...." The syllables that were different from English made Harry feel a little awkward, but he still thanked the other party sincerely. He hesitated and said, "So, good night?"

"Good night, Mr Potter."

After a simple farewell, the first-year Gryffindor quietly turned around and left towards the top of the stairs, where the Gryffindor Tower was higher up.Considering that the Hufflepuff dormitory was originally underground, Harry didn't think too much about the senior who was one level above him still staying there.

What he didn't know was—the very next second after he was dismissed, the Hufflepuff senior who he liked a lot suddenly looked down, as if he had thought of something, he turned around immediately, and turned around directly. Walk quickly in the exact opposite direction, where the staff lounge is.

He finally understood what happened to the place that made him feel subtly wrong when he was standing in the lounge just now.

At that time, he only felt an indescribable sense of disobedience, but when he thought about it now, the other party's words and deeds were obviously bluffing. Besides, there was an extremely subtle... ...the smell of blood!

Once again standing in front of the door of the confinement staff lounge, Kong Yun pursed his lips, he hesitated for a while, and finally pushed open the door cautiously but firmly——

In the empty staff lounge, there was only the Potions professor left.The man was lowering his head at the moment, staring at the wound on his leg with a sinking face - the long robe was pulled away, revealing a piece of blood and flesh on his thigh, and there was a faint blue color beside the wound, obviously it was not just a flesh wound So simple.

As the door was pushed open with a creak, Snape immediately put down his robes, but the young man at the door seemed to have seen everything squarely, with surprise in his eyes, but more worry, he subconsciously turned to this side Approaching, Dean Slytherin was offended, and said angrily: "I remember I told you that your labor service has ended, right? What gave you the courage to trespass into the staff lounge without permission?" ?”

It was different from every previous sharp speech, this time, Snape was obviously really angry, and his face was terribly ugly.

But Kong Yun also couldn't withdraw as if nothing had happened, he hesitated, "But Professor Snape..."

Before he could finish his sentence, as if he had already expected what the junior Hufflepuff would say, Head Slytherin's expression became indifferent, and he lowered his face in a strange and cold tone: "This has nothing to do with you Relationship - get out!"

He obviously didn't know if it was a tone that was more vicious than before, or even more indifferent, but the young man seemed to become more determined, and even the original hesitation disappeared: "But, your injury..."

Snape could see that the other party had no other thoughts, but just out of concern for the professor, but what he didn't know was that this was exactly what Head Slytherin couldn't tolerate.

I don't want to show my vulnerable side in front of anyone, especially the students, and I don't need these so-called cares and worries——

"Enough!" He interrupted the other party almost rudely: "I said - get out!"

Kong Yun didn't speak.

Even just a casual glance just now is enough for him to judge some of the current situation: the wound is deep, and the edge is dark blue. In short, it is by no means as simple as a flesh wound.

This judgment silenced him for a moment.

To be honest, Snape's injury had nothing to do with him, and the other party obviously thought so too.Strictly speaking, the two of them are just a very ordinary relationship between professors and students. As for the so-called extracurricular guidance, at least half of the reasons come from the request of the principal Dumbledore.

Whether it is from the perspective of the person involved or from his own perspective, it is obviously a very wise choice to turn around and leave without completely offending the Potions Professor.

but--

"You don't want anyone to see the clues to your wound, do you?" The junior Hufflepuff said calmly, unmoved: "In this regard, I think I can still help you."

The anger stagnated for a moment, followed by furious rage that went straight to his heart. It was hard to say whether the Potions professor regarded this "who" as a fixed person, but at this moment he did miraculously hold back That anger, coldly sarcastically said: "Oh? Could it be that you have some magical magic that can make this wound disappear immediately?"

Snape swore it was just a sincere taunt.

But what he never expected was that the young man in front of him just squatted down in front of him, his right hand gently covered the wound, and after softly reciting some poetic spells, the road left by the three-headed dog The bloody piece disappeared miraculously, as if it had never existed.

Only the residual toxicity in his legs told him that all this was not his hallucination, but a fact that actually happened.

Seeing that the wound on Snape's leg healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, Kong Yun breathed a sigh of relief. The loss of a lot of spiritual power made him a little weak. He was sure that the wound had basically healed up, leaving only a small amount of poisonous wounds. Shaking his head, he stood up as if nothing had happened.

The Kong family is not an aristocratic family that is good at healing, or more precisely, his family has no spells that can be used to heal wounds at all. After thinking about it, he can only use two spells in "Enlightenment of the Rhythm".

But no matter what, it works.

"Enlightenment of the Rhythm" is not a particularly advanced spell book. It can be used to heal wounds. Apart from the power of the spell itself, his own spiritual power is the most important.Coupled with the particularity of the Kong family's spells, even if they are used in front of people at the moment, Kong Yun is not worried about the problem of being exposed.

"It's really powerful healing magic, but unfortunately I won't give you even one point for it." Snape raised his eyebrows, his voice was still indifferent and cold, and there was no trace of emotion in his words: "Now, immediately, Immediately—get out!"

The junior Hufflepuff pursed his lips, lowered his eyes slightly, and looked away, but Snape accurately caught a little hurt from the boy's eyes, which made him froze. Before the emotion called regret surged up, he tensed his body, turned his head expressionlessly, and stopped looking at the opposite side again.

He could feel the junior Hufflepuff walking towards the door, followed by the sound of the door being slowly pushed open, and the boy's last whispered farewell:

"Good night, Professor Snape."

The door of the lounge opened and closed again, and in an instant, the breath belonging to another person disappeared completely in the room, and the surroundings were quiet, returning to the original dead silence again.