Professor hp snape wants me to drop out

In the first week of school, the serious professors were very busy. For example, Snape made it clear that he had no time to teach Occlumency to Serra this week, because he not only had to deal with a large number of potion accidents caused by back-to-school syndrome, but also Appointed by Dumbledore to investigate why Harry and Ron could not enter the platform.

So Professor Lockhart, who was running around and looking like he had nothing to do, was obviously not a serious person.

The new Professor Lockhart this year is a handsome and charming wizard. He has fluffy and curly blond hair and a pair of blue eyes that are good at expressive brows. Winning the "Witches Weekly" "Most Charming Smile Award" for five years can reflect her popularity among witches.

On Monday, Sera happened to see Hermione reading Lockhart's set of books in the library, she thought for a while, walked over and sat next to Hermione.

"Hi, Hermione." Sera cast a soundproofing spell, a simple spell that would make it easier for her to do things in the library without being caught. "How is Lockhart? Can you lend me his book?"

"...Hi, Selah." Hermione looked up from the book "I Can Be Magical", her face was flushed, her eyes wandered, and her tone was erratic, "Oh...Professor Lockhart is great! I just Ten points for Gryffindor for taking his class." Hermione gave Selah a copy of "A Year with the Snowman in Tibet" and a copy of "Traveling with a Vampire": "My personal favorite is this one. Two books. And if the content of your exams is the same, these two books contain the most answers."

After Hermione finished speaking, she couldn't wait to lower her head to read the book again. Sera noticed that there was a photo of Lockhart on the page she was looking at. This wizard was not only good-looking, but also very good at dressing himself. The robe he was wearing in the photo Gorgeous and well-mannered, accentuating his erect figure, he also sports a feathered-crested hat and a dainty single-rimmed spectacles.

Selah then flipped through the book Hermione had given her first.

...Okay, first of all, it can be confirmed that these are two adventure stories.

Lockhart's writing is not bad for a best-selling author, and this book is still very readable.It's just that Sierra is very skeptical, is this really his story? ——Retouching is definitely there, the key is how does she feel that the protagonists of these two stories don't look like the same person?

The one with the snowman is obviously a tall and strong wizard with a bushy beard, unkempt, and good at using the warming spell, while the one with the vampire is a relatively weak one who has to be wrapped in a thick robe even on the ship. Those who have trouble moving by themselves, who like to pay attention to the handsome men and exquisite accessories of their peers-probably wizards.

Sierra looked at Hermione fascinated, and it was not easy to tell her this.

Having said that, Lockhart actually dared to use novels as textbooks?Still based on this question?

"Hermione, can I ask what you guys did in class?" Sela interrupted Hermione's reading again.

"A test." Hermione was a little upset. "Then Professor Lockhart released some Cornish elves, and I caught them with a freezing spell after he left-the boys said he did it on purpose." Escaping, they don't understand! This is nothing to Professor Lockhart, so he thinks we can easily solve it."

"Okay. Thank you, Hermione, I'll go first." Sera got enough information and stopped disturbing Hermione's admiration for the male god.She pushed the book back to the little witch, got up and strode out of the library.

Unsurprisingly, Professor Lockhart was an idiot, and Serra almost suspected that Dumbledore was starting to mess up.

At least Serra herself hadn't taken Defense Against the Dark Arts since second grade.

Then just follow the same old pattern - cast an Ignore Curse on his name on the roster, and cast a Confusion Curse on himself "Selah Green is an unremarkable girl, I don't need to pay attention to her" - that's fine.The only difficulty is that this guy is too popular with girls, and if you directly toss him in class, you may be resisted by your classmates. This is easy to solve because Lockhart likes to take pictures and sign everywhere.

In the past few days, Sera has been writing the paper on her newly invented spell in strict accordance with the specifications, so that it can be published directly after the war.This was what Snape suggested she do, he felt that Serra shouldn't have nothing to do with fame.Although the research on this spell was originally just out of foul, it is of great significance to the progress and diversification of magic.

By Friday night, Serra had passed a note to Malfoy Jr. over dinner asking him to come to an empty classroom on the fourth floor.

For this reason, Sierra speeded up her meal and came to the classroom early to clean up. She piled up the discarded desks and chairs piled up in a hill shape directly to the ceiling, making them occupy a smaller area, leaving only one set of desks and chairs for storage. In the middle of the classroom; then she opened all four windows of the classroom for ventilation, and finally created a large group of dark green fireflies flying around overhead to provide light.

"Merlin! What are you doing?" Draco was taken aback by the underworld environment as soon as he entered, "Why don't you light candles? Did you use all the money my father gave you to buy food, poor?" Ghost Sera?"

Sera was satisfied to see the guy coming alone, and didn't take offense when he said, "Shut up." With a flick of her wand, Draco was pulled by an invisible force to the only chair he had. down, and into the table.He shuddered instinctively, but he refused to admit defeat: "How dare you let me sit on such a broken chair!"

"I said, shut up." The dim light shone on Sera's face, and her expression faded. She stood there and played with her wand, not knowing what she was thinking.

Draco struggled a bit, found that he couldn't move, and was a little frightened, but he thought of how confident he was when he came, he still shouted: "Why should I listen to you! You took my father's money, just My servant! If you do this again, I will tell Dad when I go back—"

"Crack" Sera turned his wand into Lucius' snake-headed cane, passed over Draco's shoulder, and slammed it on the back of the chair—the sound exploded in his ears.

——This one really has a miraculous effect.Draco visibly shuddered.

Draco didn't dare to speak anymore, and stared palely at Sera who was sitting on the table and was slowly leaning towards him, the green light reflected on her cold purple eyes, making her look like she was in the flames of hell The devil crawled out.He couldn't help but wanted to lean back on the chair, but the snake-headed cane was still on it.

"Lesson one," Sera said, looking straight into his gray-blue eyes, the only way his hair and pupils were less dazzling in this light. "I'm your teacher. You have to respect me. You have to ask me to give you a chance to give me money, understand?"

"Don't argue. Don't force me to cast a curse on you. You've experienced it before, but you forgot it so soon?" Sera didn't wait for him to answer, and said, "I can also cast a curse so that you can no longer be near your parents, Makes you want to eat some rats and insects raw every day... Oh, maybe it would be more appropriate to keep you from touching the broom?" Sera smiled sweetly: "Some small tricks that are not on the table are quite suitable for you. Think Do you want to try?"

Draco swallowed, cold sweat trickling down his temples.Needless to say, Draco found himself unable to raise any doubts.He was really completely intimidated.

Malfoy's sensible genes made him wise to keep his mouth shut.

Serra stared at him for a while before jumping off the table. "Draco, please allow me to call you that in the future." She slowly but firmly lifted Draco's chin with a snake-headed cane, forcing him to look at her, "Your father wants me to be your tutor, because your grades Not good enough. Although I agreed to him for another purpose, I think his request can be satisfied by the way.”

Sera let go of him after saying this, and just as Draco was about to take a breath, her cold left hand touched his cheek, and Draco felt a slight sting—then he froze in horror. She saw blood on her fingertips.

Draco was on the point of crying in panic, but there was nothing he could do but look at Sera imploringly.

Sela murmured a strange incantation, and the blood seemed to boil at her fingertips, and then she pressed her hand back to his face—the wound was probably at the bottom of his right eye socket—and there was another sting , it hurts more this time.

"Okay. This is a secrecy spell. What I don't want you to say in the future cannot be known by anyone in any form." Sera wiped away the tears on his collar, "Got it? "

"Okay... okay..." Draco was stiff all over, his hands and feet were cold, and he couldn't wipe away his tears.He felt that Sela must have put some slave curse on him.

Seeing that he was still sensible, Sera smiled again, "Lesson two. Draco, do you know what the Malfoy family's beliefs are?"

Draco shook his head blankly.

"Good boy. The Malfoy family has never really believed. Your family has always been speculators throughout history. Every generation of Malfoy has been keen to take sides. It used to be the Dark Lord. When the Dark Lord fell, he immediately turned against him-you didn't do it yourself The ideal of struggle, so I have to find a master for myself." Sera talked eloquently, "The Malfoy family only cares about money and power."

Sera looked at Draco, and found that he was still in a daze. She curled her lips and said, "Of course, I don't want to make any judgments on this. Ideals and beliefs are very precious things. Most people don't have them. You do It's a good deal - at least it can give me money. So the biggest problem - for a Malfoy, is to choose whose team to play."

Sera looked deeply at Draco, and said softly, "Especially in this situation - if you make the wrong choice, all your wealth, power, and connections will be in vain. Can you understand? Your father is Only you and one child."

Draco instinctively realized that he didn't want to hear what came next.What is "this situation now"? ...

"That's right." Sera smiled happily, "Voldemort will come back. And your father betrayed him. Do you want to ask my crystal ball, what will happen to you if the Dark Lord recalls your father?"

Sera held the crystal ball up to Draco, and this time she cast an extra spell so he could see it too—

That's his face.Sixteen or seventeen-year-old Draco had a face of infinite despair and infinite panic.

Draco's mind went blank - although he was terrified at the moment, he had an intuition that the horror he felt in the picture was deeper and heavier than the current self.

He couldn't imagine what that felt like.

"Poor boy. Think about it again, even if you are like this, what will your parents look like?" Sera shook her head, "Don't choose the wrong master for you."

"You mean... I, I should choose Dumbledore?" Draco asked tremblingly.

"At least Dumbledore never gave up on you. But," Sera stroked his hair tenderly, "are you misunderstanding something? Where is your choice? I'm just telling you this The importance of it. As for whom you should listen to, isn't it obvious now?"

"...you." Draco said dryly.

"Smart." Sierra waved her wand, and all the oil lamps in the classroom lit up. "I'm pleased with your acumen in this regard."

The yellow light was warm and bright, and Draco felt his frightened soul slowly return to its place, blood returned to his cold body, and he could move again, so he quickly lowered his head and wiped away his tears in a panic.

"Then, but, what can I do for you." Draco muttered, does Sera want to eat the candies and small cakes his mother sent him?

"Oh, you're so time-conscious that I almost like it!" Sela was surprised to find that capturing Malfoy cubs would not be in vain, "No need to do anything. Your father lost something very important to Voldemort by being smart, wait for me After destroying it, you can tell him, let him think about it, and don't offend people on both sides. Oh, at that time, you can also tell your parents about the future you just saw."

"...Okay." Draco was a little humiliated and a little dazed.He has been raised to hate Dumbledore - because he favors Gryffindor and accepts those who are not worthy of wizard magic; at the same time, Draco also agrees with Voldemort and the Dark Arts he represents.But today, under the threat of his own and even his family's safety, he suddenly realized that the Dark Lord was not as good as he thought.

"Are you still thinking about bloodlines?" Sera could see through what he was thinking at a glance, "I don't know how your father taught you... Oh, this may be your mother's tradition, always pure Black."

Draco looked eagerly at the senior who seemed to know the Malfoy family better than himself.

"Don't you even understand why your family is so rich? Why are so many so-called pure-blooded nobles gone, only your children's magic power is still—barely strong?" Sera said a few words and felt that she and him He didn't understand after explaining, so he directly concluded: "Your family's money is earned from Muggles. Naturally, you are not 'pure', because there are only so many wizards, and intermarriage with close relatives will give birth to mentally retarded children. It will be lower too. The Act of Secrecy was originally designed to protect wizards rather than Muggles, and it is now more beneficial to wizards-don't doubt how easy it is for Muggles to destroy the entire wizarding society. Finally," Serra breathed, "—you Have you found that some witches of the blood are much stronger than the so-called 'pure blood' you?"

Draco was already petrified by a series of words that went against his knowledge, but Serra didn't stop: "—that's because every wizarding family goes back to the beginning is Muggle. The weed wizard you see is you Your ancestors! Of course they will be stronger than you! If you insist on who should have the magic power and who shouldn’t have it, then let me tell you clearly that the so-called pure blood is the one who steals the magic power under the cover of the family, not directly by the god of fate. Come to think of it, it's like goblins think that what they gift to a wizard belongs to that wizard, and that wizards are stealing when they pass on treasures to their descendants."

"Wizards are not an inherent and separate race, we are just a part of humanity - a special part, just like the Squib is a part of wizards." Sera thought for a while and said; "All the victories in this world are You may think that wizards are stronger than Muggles because they bully the few, and the big bully the small. Individually, yes. However, the power of the Muggles as a group—let’s put it this way, they can kill 7000 million people in a single war. Think How do you think they did it?"

"As a wizard, trying to get rid of Muggles is as ridiculous as being a squib trying to get rid of wizards." Sera said resoundingly.

Draco instinctively wanted to refute, but Sera was too detailed.He'd been raised to tell him that something was the way it was, not why, so he couldn't come up with a strong rebuttal now—nor could he mess around with Sera.

So he could only stare at her without saying a word.

Sera snorted: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand now, you will know later. This is just a meeting ceremony - I don't often say such a long paragraph to anyone."

Draco thought, I don't want to hear it either.

Serra said again: "I don't have time to talk to you, but I suggest you be more honest. I will beat you up at this time every week from now on, study hard." She changed the snake-headed wand back into her own wand, "According to your father's request - you can only go to Hermione for advice, otherwise you will fail her in your life."

"How could I ask a Mudblood..." Draco muttered subconsciously.

Sierra was about to leave, but she turned her head suddenly when she heard this: "What did you say?" She hated this guy as her student and didn't listen to her, "I repeat, you have to say every word I say Remember it well, and you'd better learn to figure out what I mean. Otherwise, I will reconsider whether to continue to teach you in this gentle way-I can use force."

Draco lowered his head, not daring to meet her eyes, but still pouted and said nothing.

"Help me," Serra said. "Can you stop being a tantrum baby? Can you be a little smarter? You won't touch a broomstick for a month."

Draco raised his head abruptly and exclaimed, "No! Tomorrow is my first training session!"

"Then apologize to me!" Sera couldn't hold back her smile, and her face turned cold.Troubled child!

"Then I'm sorry! I'm sorry Sierra! It's okay!" Draco said angrily, Dad really led the wolf into the house!

...Although he doubted that even if Lucius didn't take the initiative to call Serra, this thing would still happen today.Little Malfoy is still kind of smart.

...That is, the son was sold and the father counted the money...

"Very good. Good night." Sera resumed her light tone, opened the door and walked out.

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