Throw down the snake ancestor

"Oh my god, ghost!" Ansair backed away while howling.As a result, he forgot that there was a bathtub behind him, and fell directly with a "plop".

While falling, he seemed to have forgotten his swimming skills and...the fact that the water in the bath only reached his waist.

Salazar wished he had to get to know this Ansair who was "thumping" in the water, it was simply... too embarrassing.If you wear it out, it will be said that you were drowned in your own bathtub... I guess no one will sympathize with it, and some will just laugh at it!

After Ansair drank a lot of water in the bath, Salazar took Ansier out.Ansair lay limply on the ground, looking up at Salazar feebly.

Salazar scratched his head helplessly, watched Ansair's series of embarrassing behaviors, and sighed inwardly.Fortunately, it's a private time now. If others see Ansair's embarrassing appearance, I don't know what kind of rumors will spread.

Ansair tried hard to spit out the few sips of water he drank into his stomach.Looking at Salazar, he complained a little more in his tone: "Teacher, why did you suddenly appear in the bathroom!!"

Salazar didn't care about Ansair's tone, and pointed to the open bathroom door: "Ansair, you didn't close the door yourself."

Seeing the bathroom door opened wide, Ansair felt suspicious: He obviously closed the door just now.Could it be that I remembered wrongly?

Shaking his head, Ansair, who was not going to think about it, tapped the marble on his stomach: "Teacher, teacher."

Salazar leaned against the door frame, looked at Ansair who seemed to be summoning his soul, and asked indifferently: "What's wrong?"

Ansair stretched out his claws and tapped the marble again.With eyes wide open, there was no attitude of asking for help at all: "Hurry up and help me up."

Sara looked at Ansair's slack look, and snorted, "I got up by myself, I just drank a few sips of water."

Isn't it just... How many sips of water did you drink? !He drank more than a dozen sips of water! !

However, looking at Salazar's attitude of ignoring him to the end, Ansair felt grievance bubbles in his heart.Lying on the marble, I couldn't get up anymore, clapped my hands alternately and howled, and changed the tone of my words: "Oh, teacher, you don't love me anymore, teacher, you don't hurt me anymore. An Si No one loves Ayer, no one loves Anseyre. qaq Poor Anseyre..."

"...Shut up, stop singing!" Stimulated by Ansair's howling, Salazar stepped forward with a livid face.He helped Ansair who was lying on the ground up, and slapped Ansier's bare buttocks along the way.

The sound of "snap" was not loud or weak, but it was only heard in Salazar's ears, and it was a pleasant experience.

Salazar forgot Ansair's wailing and wolf howling just now, so he slapped his hands again, and pinched him flirtatiously by the way: "Oh, the sound is good, it can be used as a drum."

When Ansair heard this, he quickly covered his little butt.Afraid that Salazar would take action, he probed his head and asked, "Ahem... the teacher must not be willing to use it as a drum..."

Salazar looked at Ansair with a malicious smile, and Ansair who was smiling was shocked for a while.Teacher, he...couldn't he really have that idea...

With his brain thinking like this, his legs moved directly.He took a step back, because there were water stains on the marble, and Ansair's feet were also very slippery now.Just like that, he escaped directly from Salazar's support, and fell heavily on the marble... making a louder sound than Salazar spanked him just now.

Ansair fell so dizzy that his eyes were swollen with stars, and now he really belongs to the state where he can't even get up.

Looking at Ansair like a big turtle that fell to the ground and couldn't get up.Salazar laughed unconscionably, and after the laugh was over, he kindly picked up Ansair who was on the ground and put him on the bed.

After the consciousness returned to his brain, the pain all over his body immediately invaded his brain.Ansair yelled while supporting his waist: "qaq hurts so much, my head hurts, my back hurts, my legs hurt, my arms hurt, it hurts to death..."

Salazar, who was busy wiping Ansair's body, cast a faint glance: "Ansair, just tell me directly, where is your body not hurting now?"

"My whole body hurts!!!" Ansair howled for a while, causing Salazar to stare at Ansair desperately, covering his ears and frowning.

"Shut up! You won't feel the pain if you don't talk!"

Qaq was reprimanded by Salazar for a while, and Ansair was no longer afraid, because he was now a seriously ill patient, Salazar didn't care what he did to him.His belly continued to howl as if he had grown a few more guts.

"Mr. qaq, I really hurt. I just fell straight on the marble. Of course my whole body hurts. I was physically traumatized. Teacher, why don't you let me vent!!"

Salazar stood up directly, and looked down at Ansair who was lying on the bed and turned into a big white bug: "Okay, I allow you to vent, then you can do the medicine yourself, I'll go back to the office first .”

"Don't..." Ansair's momentum weakened, and he reached out his hand pitifully to grab Salazar's clothes, "Teacher, I was wrong, I will stop howling, don't go..."

"Good boy," Salazar stroked Ansier's head in satisfaction, took out a few bottles of ointment, and wiped Ansier's red skin, "Tell me, why did you ignore him when you came in just now?" I?"

"Huh? What?" Ansair, who was grinning and bearing the pain, heard Salazar's question mark suddenly, and really didn't react for a while.

"Just now, why did you ignore me as soon as you entered the door." Salazar's hand that applied the ointment was slightly heavy, and Ansair immediately showed his laughing state again, showing his teeth but not daring to shout out.

"Just now, when I was receiving foreign friends outside, you didn't even look at me..." Ansair blamed him aggrievedly. It was obvious that the teacher ignored him first, but it was his fault the other way around...

Salazar smiled knowingly, and his strikes were not so severe: "Are you going to be awkward again?"

"╭(╯＾╰)╮, I didn't make a fuss!" Ansair twisted his small waist, but it didn't work out.He twisted directly to the position where he fell.

Then, a burst of howling ghosts and wolves came from Ansair's bedroom again...

At this time, Gryffindor, who was hanging in Salazar's office, posed countless poses during this time period, waiting for Salazar's arrival.As a result...from the beginning to the end, Salazar never came over.

Gryffindor lay down on the picture frame depressed, trying hard to look at the cabinet of potions in Salazar's potion that was on the same level as him.I want to come to see things and think about people, but in the end... things are not seen, and people are not thought of.Instead, I twisted my neck first...

Gryffindor tilted his neck, circled in his own portrait with a sad face, like a maze that couldn't get out, and muttered in his mouth.

"Oh, oh, Salazar, when are you coming back? My neck hurts so much..."

"Ahh, Salazar, do you have any potions that portraits can eat in your potion cabinet? My neck can't straighten now..."

"Yeah, Salazar, where did you go, come back and show me my crooked neck!!"

"qaq Salazar, I was wrong, I really shouldn't have peeked into your potions cabinet just now..."

"~~o(>_<)o~~Salazar, hurry up and come to your office. Although it was my fault for peeking into your potion cabinet just now, but...my neck is already crooked and hurting I can't take it anymore!!!"

"Salazar..."

So, amidst Gryffindor's chatter, Salazar didn't come to the office for a week.And Gryffindor, who had a crooked neck, was so forgotten, with a crooked neck, enduring the pain, and spent a week in an empty office by himself...

The next morning, Salazar woke up Ansair who was still soundly asleep.

"Can I still wear clothes?" Although Salazar was basically watching the excitement yesterday, when it was time to care about Ansair, he was absolutely concerned.

Ansair, who woke up from a drowsy sleep, raised his arms tentatively.Then, you can really lift it up! !

So, Ansair nodded excitedly, and when he was about to reach down to get his clothes... The tragedy, that's how it appeared...

"Ah!" Due to Ansair's sudden waist, the injury on the waist hadn't healed very quickly, but now there was another injury.

Salazar, who was sorting things aside, heard Ansair's scream, and hurriedly looked over... and found that Ansier had become a statue now.

Ansair looked at Salazar with tears in his eyes, and talked about his misfortune: "Teacher, my waist seems to be broken..."

Salazar coughed lightly, walked over and squeezed Ansair's waist lightly a few times, touched his head and comforted him: "Don't worry, it's still a long time before it breaks down. At most, you can do it these few days." It's not very convenient."

Now Ansair is about to cry, why is it so inconvenient to move and fall to the ground? !

"Teacher... Well, why is it inconvenient that you said it was inconvenient?" Ansair bent over, basically maintaining the state of reaching for the clothes just now.

Squeezing Ansier's pitiful little face, Salazar took the clothes over and put them on Ansier himself: "It's just that you don't bend over, don't twist your waist, don't side your waist, you know ?"

Ansair was like a doll, being manipulated casually by Salazar, frowning and sorting out what Salazar said just now: "Teacher, you mean that all the joints in the waist can't move, right? ?”

"So smart." Salazar rewarded Ansair with a kiss on the cheek, carried Ansier to the bed, and put on shoes for him.

"So..." Ansair's eyes widened in horror, and his limbs felt more and more stiff, as if... seemed like a puppet, "Teacher, I'm going to be like a puppet this week." Living like a puppet?!!"

Salazar pinched Ansair's thick earlobe affectionately, his eyes showed sympathy: "Ansair, it's just what you said."

Now Ansair has shown the most extreme panic, the whole look like he saw a ghost: "I don't want it!!!!"

If it weren't for the better sound insulation in the Slytherin dormitory, Ansair's cries would probably have spread to every corner of Hogwarts.

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