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

Chao hears the road, and it is okay to die in the evening.

After getting off the Hogwarts Express, this time, instead of taking the boat to Hogwarts Castle as they did when they entered school, they took the carriage they left at the end of last semester, entered the castle from another direction, and then went to the castle in their respective grades. Under the leadership of the chief, they entered the auditorium neatly and orderly.

This time he still saw the Pegasus-like creature, but he was no longer as dazed as before—when he was looking for books about British magical creatures, he accidentally learned its name and characteristics: Thestral, A magical creature unique to England that can only be seen by those who have personally experienced death.

When the students sat down at the tables in the auditorium one after another, the sorting ceremony for new students not far away also began. Kong Yun noticed that the girl who also came from the Weasley family was sorted into Gryffindor, and continued until After dinner, Harry and Ron did not appear at the long table in Gryffindor.

Is it late?

Such thoughts just flashed in his mind, and soon, he knew the reason——

Because he had eaten on the train, he didn't eat too much at this moment in the evening. After finishing dinner quickly, he sat at the long Hufflepuff table for a while, and was called by Professor Sprout past.

Head Hufflepuff frowned, but still asked him gently to go to the medical room to get a resurrection potion: a potion specially used to heal plants.When he came over with the revival potion, Sprout was standing next to a scarred magical plant, with his head lowered, concentrating on treating its wound.

It is obviously a corner that few people visit on weekdays, but it is terribly lively at the moment:

Harry and Ron, who he hadn't seen, were standing in another open space, disgraced by the potions professor, and the two lion cubs lowered their heads lazily, their faces full of lovelessness.Professor Sprout's side was not peaceful either: a man Kong Yun couldn't name was standing beside her right now, talking tirelessly.

In fact, Kong Yun could clearly see that even a good-tempered headmaster like Hufflepuff seemed a little impatient at the moment.

"Professor Sprout." The junior Hufflepuff greeted his headmaster first, then turned his head and nodded hesitantly at the Potions professor who was busy training people: "... Professor Snape."

The potions professor nodded invisibly as a response.Sprout temporarily stopped what he was doing, waved to him, and signaled him to come over a little bit. When he got closer, the witch's serious expression softened a little: "I heard from Mr. Dumbledore that this year will be Your last year at Hogwarts?"

"Yes, Professor."

"Oh, are you a Hogwarts student too?"

Before their conversation continued, another strange man took the initiative to intervene and said enthusiastically: "Hello, let me introduce myself, I will be your professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts this semester, you can call me Luo Professor Hart."

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but at the same moment when the conversation was going on over there, the voice of the Potions professor here also paused for a while, and then—Harry keenly noticed that the other party's face seemed to turn darker— —

Looks like even the old Bat doesn't like this inexplicable new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor... Harry thought, feeling mixed feelings about his good mood at the moment.

"Hello, Professor Lockhart."

Kong Yun nodded politely. Although it was not polite to say so, he did not have a good impression of this professor who annoyed his dean. This made him just respond to such a sentence, and he no longer wanted to talk to him.

Head Hufflepuff apparently thought the same.

For the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who was trying to gain a sense of presence for no reason, the five of them chose to ignore it tacitly. Harry really wanted to ask what it meant that Kong Yun could only stay for the last year, but he himself The situation and the Potions Professor's unkind expression made him rationally choose to shut up.

"You should know that besides teaching you herbal medicine daily, I also have some private research of my own." Hufflepuff Headmaster pondered: "Originally, I planned to wait until you were promoted to a senior year before considering this matter, but Now, since your time is running out, I would like to invite you to participate in my research experiment—will you?"

"I am willing, Professor—it is my honor." Kong Yun replied quickly, no student would be willing to refuse such an errand.

Even if they only participate in the professor's research in name, but actually do some miscellaneous things, for students, being able to witness the process and birth of this kind of research is a rare and valuable experience in itself, and Kong Yun has no reason to refuse it.

"Oh, that sounds like a good idea," Lockhart nodded thoughtfully, then he turned his head and looked at Harry: "Then, Mr. Potter, would you like to help me with private matters?" Are you busy? You know, as a talented and popular wizard, my research subjects are always special..."

"I'm afraid Mr. Potter won't have that chance." Before Harry had a headache thinking about how to respond, the Potions professor mocked, "Because soon he will be expelled from Hogwarts and leave forever This school-"

Harry hung his head, almost ashamed.

"I think it's up to Mr. Dumbledore to decide whether Mr. Potter should be expelled?" Sprout duly interrupted the threat (or desire?) This made Harry couldn't help but cast a grateful look at the kind professor.

Snape snorted coldly and said nothing.

Unwilling to be lonely, Lockhart turned his head, changed his target and said, "So what about this young Hufflepuff? Would you like to assist me with some research work? I bet, if you want to be as famous as me, you can There can never be a safer way than this."

Kong Yun...Kong Yun didn't want to talk to him very much.

But this is obviously impossible.

No matter how disgusted this flamboyant man is in personal emotions, on the surface, this gentleman is one of his professors after all, and proper politeness and respect are essential. Therefore, Kong Yun just thought about the wording of his refusal, Just as she was about to speak, unexpectedly another cold voice sounded without any emotion at this moment:

"Unfortunately, I don't think he has the time and energy to help you with those boring pastimes." Head Slytherin's language was straightforward and indifferent, but the meaning in the words stunned many people present Surprised: "After all, Potions is much more obscure and difficult than those meaningless adventure books."

Kong Yun raised his head and looked at the potions professor almost in astonishment.

No, not just consternation.Harry thought, he actually saw an emotion similar to "surprise" in the eyes of the junior Hufflepuff?What a joke, is there anyone in this world who is willing to go up and torture the old bat?

He quietly turned his head and glanced secretly at the Hufflepuff Headmaster who had just spoken for him, thinking that as the headmaster, the other party would definitely not just watch his students being pushed into the fire pit like this?But to his surprise, even Sprout showed a surprised, or surprised expression at the moment.

Is the world crazy?

Harry turned his head in shock, and exchanged glances with Ron, both showing inexplicable expressions at the same time.

"Of course," Kong Yun said with some difficulty. In fact, he still couldn't believe it until now, but his body reflexively agreed immediately: "If possible, I am honored to be able to help you. "

Responding to him was the Potions Professor's heavy cold snort: "I advise you not to be too happy too early, you better pray that you won't be kicked out tomorrow - I can let you join in, and I can Let you go at any time."

Fuck off, Fuck off, as if no one wants to be with you...

Harry thought indignantly, and then he found desperately that neither Kong Yun himself nor Professor Sprout seemed to take the Potions Professor's last words into his heart at all, judging from the expressions on his face Look, both of them are more happy than surprised at the moment, and they seem to be quite happy about this matter.

Is there anything more terrifying than this?

Harry was simply baffled, but soon, after Dumbledore arrived and announced the punishment measures for him, Harry, who dragged his exhausted body with Ron, rushed back to the Gryffindor dormitory by accident from Perry West and Hermione got the answer:

"Well, I admit that Professor Snape is indeed not likable, and his preference for Slytherin is always undisguised and excessive—" Hermione said fairly: "But he is indeed a very good magician." Master Medicine—Harry, what's that expression on your face? I'm telling the truth, you have to accept this, no Gryffindor has ever been approved to join Professor Snape's private research experiments."

"But I don't think any Gryffindor is willing to join his research experiment?" Harry couldn't help retorting.

Hermione shrugged.

"Actually, quite the opposite." It wasn't Hermione who said that, but Percy, who had finished his prefect duties and had a short personal break at the moment.The Gryffindor prefect pursed his lips, and said enviously: "Professor Snape has very high requirements for the students who participate in his experiments. Except for a very small number of Ravenclaws, he almost rejects all students except Slytherin." of students joined his experiment—"

"Not to mention, Yun is only a third year student," Hermione added.

"So, Percy, you won't tell me that you also want to join the old bat's research?" Ron asked incredulously.

"You have to accept this, Ron," Hermione said gently: "Sometimes, we can only look at Professor Snape separately from his talent. As a Potions professor, Professor Snape He is a very good master of potions, and many students hope to have the opportunity to participate in his experiments, even if it is just doing odd jobs—"

"Including Gryffindor?" Harry asked with the last hope.

However, Percy crushed his hopes cruelly, and the Gryffindor prefects even looked a little disappointed-this is really bloody, Harry thought, but it didn't affect Percy's almost morose attitude. State, give an affirmative answer.

"Yes, including Gryffindor."