[Zhongyingmei] What is your father?

In Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Professor Quirrell was stuttering and reading.

Ashley looked around, no one was listening carefully, Blaise was teasing Pansy, Draco was secretly reading idle books, Goyle and Crabbe were sleeping with their heads buried, and the Gryffindors were chattering Goo was talking, and some people were hiding under the table and playing wizard chess. Only that Granger, listened carefully and took notes.

She counted on her fingers, the last letter was sent out three days ago, she didn't know if the owl had arrived in New York, she specially picked the strongest one in the owl shed, hoping it could win the battle and not cross the ocean When it hangs up.

She supported her head with another hand, and Quirrell turned another page of the book, paused for two seconds, and continued to read without ups and downs.

Really, I can't take it anymore!Ashley closed the thick textbook on the table and stuffed it into her schoolbag, stood up and walked out.

"Miss Stark, where are you going?" Quirrell finally said something that wasn't in the book.

"Go to the library." Ashley walked out without looking back: "If this class is just listening to the book, I think it will be more efficient to read it myself."

Quirrell put down the book: "Miss Stark, it's still class time, you shouldn't violate class order like this!"

"So it's class time!" Ashley made a look of sudden realization: "I thought it was bedtime story time, after all, you have successfully hypnotized half of the people!" She looked straight at Quirrell : "When I was in the United States, I always disliked the poor teaching skills of our teachers. I didn't expect you to impress me even more here."

Several people in the classroom laughed secretly, and Quirrell looked very ugly. He motioned for everyone to be quiet: "Miss Stark, if you insist on leaving the classroom, I think I have to deduct points from Slytherin."

Ashley laughed suddenly, and she directly recited a passage.

"It's what the professor just said!" Hermione Granger exclaimed.

"To be precise, it's the passage you just read, Professor." Ashley took a few steps forward, approaching Quirrell: "I bet, if you close the book, you can't recite it as well as me, after all you I can’t even read it fluently.”

"Slytherin deducted 5 points!" Quirrell said angrily, "Because of contradicting the professor!"

"Are you guilty?" Ashley moved a chair and stood up directly, looking at Quirrell: "As far as I know, the actual combat foundation of British wizards in the future will all come from this course, especially since we are still in the first grade. Education is the most important." She looked around the classroom: "But look at what everyone is doing now, chatting, reading magazines, sleeping, playing chess, as a professor, you not only do not stop it, but openly plan with your salary. Water, isn't it too much?"

In the classroom, people chatting, reading magazines, sleeping, and playing chess sat down one after another, all pretending to be taking notes.

Ashley continued: "In the whole classroom, only Granger is listening carefully, but it doesn't mean anything, after all, she will take notes in Professor Binns's class." She ignored Quirrell's livid face and tried her best Sprinkle salt: "We've been taking Defense Against the Dark Arts class for three weeks, and according to your progress, you won't be able to finish this book by the end of this semester, so don't prevaricate me with some pranks that freshmen need to master theoretical knowledge! "

The whole classroom was noisy, and Pan Xi couldn't believe it: "What did she just say? She just said dirty work!"

Quirrell was so angry that his lips trembled: "Slytherin button..."

Ashley interrupted him mercilessly: "I carefully read the history of 11 years ago, Harry Potter!" The boy with glasses with messy hair was called out, and he straightened his back reflexively. "He's been called the savior of the wizarding world, and he actually did nothing as a baby, Voldemort disappeared, either he miscast the spell, or some weapon on Potter bounced the spell, and you, y'all Do you think he is as lucky as he is in danger!"

The people in the classroom gasped because of Ashley's remarks, and Dracola pulled the corner of Ashley's robe: "Stop talking!"

Ashley tore off the corner of her clothes and continued to give a speech: "Besides, the book only said that Voldemort disappeared, not that he was dead. In this life, there are no people or dead bodies. Who knows if he is hiding somewhere?" You have gone to practice in the corner, and if he comes back to take revenge one day, how can Potter fight against him with your lectures like this?"

Harry Potter: Who am I and where am I? I don't want to fight You-Know-Who!

Quirrell looked like he was about to faint, and he screamed, "No! Don't mention that name again! Another ten points from Slytherin! Lockdown! Find Filch at 10pm! One month!"

Ashley didn't care, she shrugged and left the classroom gracefully.

However, Ashley did not report to Filch, for some reason, and no professor reminded her that she missed a confinement.She never went to Defense Against the Dark Arts again, and sometimes gave Quirrell a big roll of the eyes when she met him in the hallway.

She quickly made up the fifteen points deducted by Quirrell in other classes (especially Transfiguration class), but even so, after that class, the Slytherins became ignorant of her again. Pasha, who was willing to take the initiative to sit with her before, is also avoiding her now. After a day, the only person who can communicate with her is the eccentric Panxi.

She came to the Astronomy Tower with a book, found a place to sit down, and took out the battery panel of her mobile phone to charge it with solar energy.Slytherin's dormitory was in the cellar, without seeing the light of day, not to mention the poor charging of her mobile phone, she felt like she was going to die.

She stuck her wand in the doorknob and sat on the floor reading a book when the door was suddenly pushed open with great force.

Ashley looked up, and a girl with disheveled hair came in wiping tears.

"Granger?" Ashley wondered, "What's wrong with you?"

"Oh! It's you!" Hermione sobbed and wiped away her tears: "It's okay, I didn't know you were here, I'm leaving now."

She turned to leave, but Ashley stopped her: "It's okay! Come and sit down!"

Hermione hesitated, but she really didn't want to be alone at this moment.She sat down beside Ashley and asked with tears in her eyes, "What are you doing here?"

"Charging." Ashley leaned on the fence: "You should know, my phone is dead."

Hermione glanced at Ashley's cell phone curiously: "Is this solar powered? I heard that the current solar panels don't have a strong storage capacity, so this kind of cell phone isn't very useful."

"That's an ordinary battery on the market. Mine is a refined one. It's one-third the size of an ordinary battery, and its storage capacity can reach 32 times." Ashley took the phone and handed it to Hermione: "But it's really useful. Not too big, I mainly use it to listen to music, read e-books and so on.”

Hermione took her mobile phone: "I haven't used it for a long time!" She became a little happier: "You have downloaded a lot of movies!"

"I've finished watching it all." Ashley said, "I'll copy some more next time I go home. It's really boring here. Do you want to read it? I can lend it to you."

"Is it really possible!" Hermione completely forgot the crying just now: "Thank you so much! I will return this movie to you after I finish watching it! I watched the first one at home before, and I always wanted to know What happened next!"

Ashley didn't care: "Your lounge is sunny, and it's also convenient to charge." She took out a tissue and handed it to Hermione: "Why are you crying?"

Hermione was a little embarrassed: "Oh, I'm fine."

Ashley tilted her head: "I thought you were a very strong girl, but I didn't expect you to cry secretly by yourself." She was a little curious: "Who made you angry?"

"It's not those boys!" Hermione's eyes were red again: "I only know that I violated the school rules. I worked hard to earn some points in class, and they can deduct them all in one night!" As she spoke, she suddenly thought , the girl in front of her is also the source of Slytherin's lowest score, she stopped the car in time: "Oh no, I didn't mean to imply you."

The dead-faced girl Ashley didn't care: "You mean the savior and his friends. I heard that Gryffindor was deducted 200 points one night? But weren't you there at that time?"

Speaking of this, Hermione became even angrier: "I was trying to stop them! But now Ron actually blamed me for all the mistakes! Said that if I hadn't moaned, I wouldn't have been caught by Filch!" She finally found someone to complain about, and she talked a lot about it.

Ashley hit the nail on the head: "It's just that they think you're an outlier." Seeing Hermione's puzzled expression, she analyzed: "Most people in Gryffindor advocate heroism, and most of them are brave and foolish, but you , with a clear mind, a rational personality, a strong personality, plus the unique delicateness of girls, it is reasonable for them to hate you."

Hermione looked like she was going to cry again: "Am I really annoying! No wonder I don't have any friends!"

"This only shows that you are out of tune with the environment." Ashley directly covered Hermione's eyes with paper: "Do you think I'm annoying? (Hermione shakes her head), but the Slytherins hate me very much. Because I'm not pure-blooded, because I never flatter those noble ladies, and because I was rude in Defense Against the Dark Arts class." She was very surprised: "Aren't people in the magic world unreasonable? What I said is wrong Already!"

"Actually, we all think you are right." Hermione nodded: "We discussed what you said after we returned to the lounge, and there is nothing wrong with what you said. I heard that someone has already started writing a joint letter , asked Professor Quirrell to change his teaching methods. The people in Slytherin did not accept you because they are almost all pure blood, and most of their parents are followers of the Dark Lord."

"What the hell is the Dark Lord?" Ashley stood up, "It's just a crazy man who cast a wrong spell. He wanted to kill Potter, but he still cast a troublesome spell. I think it's more likely that he stomped Potter to death." Come on." She pulled out her wand, turned around and asked, "I'm going down, do you want to come with me?"

Ashley and Hermione communicated more, Gryffindor and Slytherin were always in class together, and the two girls who were rejected by the college made a team and simply went to class together.

I have to say that partnering with Hermione is a very good choice. In any class (except Potions class), their combination is the fastest to add points.

In the evening, after Ashley and Hermione parted ways in the library, she walked to the lounge alone.

When she reached the second floor, she suddenly felt that she wanted to go to the toilet. She looked around and saw that there was a toilet nearby, and there was a sign that no one was allowed to enter.She couldn't hold it anymore, who cares, even if the sewer was blocked, she had to relieve it first!

There was no one in the toilet, so she found a cubicle to release herself, and pressed the flush button.Strange, isn't this toilet in good condition? Why is there a sign that no one is allowed to enter?She thought suspiciously as she washed her hands.

After washing her hands, she raised her head and jumped up in fright: "Quirrell!"

Quirrell was standing behind her, looking at her sullenly.

"This is the women's restroom!" Ashley was a little scared, and she pretended to be calm: "Get out!"

Quirrell murmured: "It's you, it's you who attracted everyone's attention to me." He approached Ashley step by step: "What kind of joint letter, you little bastards, how dare you doubt me, doubt the master's intentions?" Ability!" He laughed silently: "Are you scared, little thing, you haven't seen anything really scary yet!"

Ashley supported the sink, unlocked the electric/shock/gun and hid it behind her back. Quirrell untied the hood and cloak she was wearing in front of her. As she approached, she slowly untied the turban wrapped around her head, laughing Very lewd/slutty.

Only the last attack!It must be useful!Ashley watched the distance between Quirrell and herself, and was ready to draw out her gun at any time.

Just when Quirrell was about to take off her hood, a ghost suddenly flew out from a cubicle, and she screamed and floated out of the bathroom: "Catch the rogue! A man ran into the women's bathroom!"

While Quirrell was stunned, Ashley took out the electric/shock/gun and shot it mercilessly. Quirrell twitched a few times and fell backwards. Ashley swore she heard Quirrell hit the back of his head. There was a bang on the ground!She swallowed, took a deep breath, and ran out: "Help! Professor Quirrell is trying to molest/molest a female student!"