[Zhongyingmei] My students are not right

Fortunately, eating can give people infinite strength. After three days and three nights of long-distance flight, Claire tasted the beef burger again. The soft bread sandwiched the fried beef tenderloin, covered with fresh and tender lettuce, matched with sweet The medium-slightly sour salad dressing is so delicious and rich that it can almost move people to tears.

Elena was squatting at her feet, swallowing a can of beef-flavored cat food that had just been opened.

One person and one cat devoured it voraciously, which made others have a great appetite.

After finishing the beef burger in 3 minutes, Claire gracefully wiped off the bread crumbs and salad dressing on the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, and looked gratefully at the young man in glasses who provided her with food: "Thank you very much for the food, This is the best beef burger I've ever eaten." She looked at Elena who was eating, "Thank you for the canned cats too, I didn't expect there to be canned cats here, I believe Elena must be better than me Unexpectedly, I thank you sir on his behalf."

"You can just call me Hank." The young man with glasses adjusted his glasses and smiled: "There used to be a lot of stray cats here. Charles likes cats, so he will prepare a lot of canned cat food."

before?

Claire nodded. It seems that something happened to the owner of the manor, and the stray cats left.

She thought about it and said, "Sorry."

Hank coughed twice when he heard the words, and waved his hands hastily: "No, no, ma'am, you misunderstood, Charles is still alive."

"Oh." Claire also coughed twice, and said awkwardly, "Then I still have to say sorry."

At this time, Elena also finished a can, licked the can clean, jumped onto Claire's lap, licked her paws contentedly, and washed her face.

After eating and drinking, Claire also thanked her and took Elena to leave. After she went out, she observed all the way and prepared to write down the route. After two days, she came back to retrieve the broom she hid in the forest of the manor. This The manor is large, but it is also very empty. When she walked around the pool from the corridor, and walked to the gate, she said casually: "Two people live here, it's very deserted."

Just like Hogwarts Castle during the holidays, apart from occasionally bumping into the professor on duty, there are only ghosts floating around every day.Clare, who usually wished to physically punish those Gryffindors and Slytherins who were rampant on broomsticks, would also miss the "swish" sound of broomsticks when they were on duty during the holidays.

The manor is now a bit like Hogwarts during the holidays.

Hank heard her say this, and smiled: "It's summer vacation now, and the students are all out to play, and it will be lively after two days of school."

Claire: "..."

She just thought about it casually, it really is a school.

"A school without students is really lonely." Claire said with a dry smile.

She began to recall the school that Aunt Carly mentioned in her letter that she was about to report to. The name seemed very long and sounded like a private school. There is a "gifted boy".

At that time, she was still thinking that this private school looked very unusual, and it only recruited talented young people. However, no matter how talented you are, it is impossible to ride a broomstick to the sky. Extraordinarily gifted ordinary people.I have been a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for a year. Compared with the magical boy, the four words of gifted boy are simply holy, and the background music is Merlin's hymn.

——No, ordinary people over there seem to believe in Jesus God.

She thought so, and asked, "What's the name of your school?"

Could it be the gifted youth school?

Hank smiled, and pointed to the gate. Claire turned her head in the direction he was pointing, and saw an inconspicuous oval sign hanging next to the gate. The top of the sign was an "X" sign. It is a string of words:

Xavier Gifted Junior School.

Claire: "..."

The corner of her mouth twitched: "Are there any other schools for gifted teenagers around here?"

"It should be just our family," Hank said.

Claire nodded: "Got it." She took a deep breath, held the cat in her left hand, and stretched out her right hand according to the etiquette of ordinary people. Hank was a little dazed at first, and as soon as he stretched out his hand to hold her right hand, she was caught tightly. Grab it tightly, then shake it hard.

She had a serious expression and a solemn tone: "Hank, see you on September [-]st."

Hank: "???"

It was dinner time when Claire arrived at Aunt Carly's.

The summer night in the small town came very late. When all the dinner was served on the table, it was not completely dark outside the window. The sun was still showing half of its face above the distant mountains and forests. colored curtains.The immature laughter of several children came in from the window. Claire walked to the window and folded her hands on the window sill. She saw several children playing football on the road outside the yard.

Elena jumped from her feet onto the windowsill and sat down with her tail cocked.

"This is a sport suitable for children." Claire sighed, "much gentler than Quidditch."

Elena let out a "meow".

At this time, Claire saw a young man running from the end of the road on a skateboard. His speed was very fast, but the children who were still playing football didn't notice at all. She frowned, and immediately pulled out her magic wand. The tip of the wand It emitted a burst of green light, swished out, and hit the boy's scooter accurately, the skateboard tilted to the right, and the boy and the car fell into the holly bushes on the side of the road.

Claire withdrew her wand and turned to Elena: "I didn't do anything just now, did I?"

Elena tilted her head.

She still wanted to stick her head out the window to see how the boy who fell into the holly bushes was doing, but Aunt Carly's voice calling her to eat had already been heard behind her, so she could only rub Elena's head, then turned and walked into the dining room .

In order to welcome Claire's return, Aunt Carly went out to cook and cooked a sumptuous dinner. Claire sat behind the dining table, holding her face in her hands, glanced at the big fish and meat on the dining table, and then looked at the food being poured into the plate. Aunt Carly of the goat milk said with a smile: "I just said in the letter that I have raised a cat in the past few years. I didn't expect that you would prepare goat milk and canned cat food."

Aunt Carly smiled, put the plate full of goat milk on the ground, watched Irina jump up to the plate and started licking the goat milk, and said, "I have to read every letter you write. Over and over again, of course I remember."

After only reading the letter from her aunt twice, Claire, who couldn't even remember the name of the school where she was going to work, smiled guiltyly.

Aunt Carly said angrily: "I can tell what you're thinking just by looking at your expression. Tell me, you have read my letter several times."

Claire held out two fingers.

"I know." Aunt Carly said angrily, then untied her apron, smoothed her curly white hair, slowly pulled out the chair, and sat opposite Claire.

Two people, a cat, facing a table of big fish and meat, and a plate of goat milk.

"This is your welcome dinner, my Claire," said Aunt Carly, laughing. "You wrote to say you haven't been eating well, so I've made a lot of your favorite food, and you'll have them all." finish eating."

Claire looked at the roast chicken, at the roast leg of lamb, at the big plate of fruit salad, at the ice cream cake, and then at Aunt Carly, who was still beautiful and elegant after staying in the kitchen all afternoon, swallowing hard. I swallowed my saliva.

"What? Claire doesn't like the dishes Auntie cooks?" Aunt Carly smiled slightly.

"How could it be?" Claire smiled with difficulty, "I like Aunt Carly's dishes the most."

"That's true." Aunt Carly smiled nostalgicly, "Little Clare could handle a whole roast leg of lamb by himself."

Claire: "..."

When Claire was a child, she was known far and wide as a big eater.

Cousin Bruce was seven or eight years older than her, and when he was in middle school, the boy's food intake increased rapidly. However, Claire, who was still in elementary school at that time, had already eaten as much as him.Aunt Carly was so worried about her growing body shape that she had saved her money for liposuction since she was ten years old.

Fortunately, the money has not been used so far, and it seems that it will never be used.

Aunt Carly was a good cook. After her husband died, she left the nightmare marriage, quit her job, opened a restaurant, and raised her nine-year-old son and Claire, who was not yet a year old, by herself.It stands to reason that a woman who often stays in the back kitchen and has two children should have a haggard face and a greasy body, but in Claire's impression, she has always been delicately made up, dignified and beautiful.

Since her cousin Bruce became obsessed with researching that kind of ray and had mental problems, Aunt Carly took him from New York to the small town of West Chester, hoping that the slow-paced life of the town would make Bruce feel better. His mental state has eased, but it seems that moving has not had any effect, especially recently, Bruce often leaves with a few mysterious men in black, and will return home exhausted after a few days.

When Claire came back, Bruce had been away from home for two days, saying that there was something wrong with the research institute in New York and he needed to go and see.

"I don't know anything about his research, I only know that he studies gamma rays, but his state really worries me." Aunt Carly cut the lamb chops gracefully, "But I can't stop him, He has been very assertive since he was a child, and I have always let him choose his own studies and life, but at this point, I no longer have the right to interfere with him."

Claire sighed.

When she was sent to Aunt Carly's house, her uncle had passed away. She didn't know much about this uncle, but according to the neighbors, he was a very bad person. He often beat Aunt Carly when he was drunk. He even abused Bruce, who was still young.

After his uncle passed away, Aunt Carly was relieved, but Bruce became taciturn and silent. His world was only left with physics research, and when he was angry or angry, he would not get angry on the spot, but turned around and left. He ran to a place where no one else could find him, and he came back after a long time.

Aunt Carly shook her head and said, "I don't want to think about it anymore. Anyway, he is an adult in his 30s and can bear the consequences of his own choices." She picked up the remote control and turned on the TV set in the corner of the dining room. , "Let's watch TV for a while."

Claire turned to watch TV while chewing on the chicken.

On the TV was a field of green grass. A dozen or so men in clothes of two colors were running hard on the green field, chasing a football. Before changing the stage, Claire saw two men in jerseys of different colors meet each other in order to fight for the ball. One of them threw a heartwarming kick at the other, and the victim screamed and fell to the ground covering his chest.

Claire: "..."

She took back the statement that football was gentler than Quidditch.

Leaving the football channel, Aunt Carly tuned to the news channel. At this time, the news was being broadcast on TV. The female anchor sat in front of the camera and said with a serious expression: "Hurricane Titan came to the east coast this morning and has transformed into a semi-tropical cyclone. At present, the measured air pressure in the center of the track is 946 hPa, and the maximum wind force is 12. Although it has weakened to a second-level hurricane, its power should not be underestimated. It is expected to land in my country in about 48 hours."

"Oh, a hurricane is coming," Aunt Carly sighed. "It's the coast."

She changed the channel again, this channel is still tracking Hurricane Titan, but the style is much more relaxed than before, the male host stood outside, let the wind blow his hair, and said in an exaggerated tone: "Ten A few hours ago, several fishermen in North Carolina were rescued at sea, which is called a miracle! But according to them, it was a woman who rescued them from the sea, but as for how the woman brought them from the far sea to the shore, They said they couldn't remember at all."

Claire: "..."

The male host on the TV handed the microphone to the fisherman beside him: "Can you describe what the woman who rescued you from the sea looks like?"

The fisherman waved his hand: "I only remember that she was blonde, wearing a white skirt and red high-heeled shoes, and riding on a broom. As for how she brought me and the others back to the shore from the sea, I can't remember at all. It's very strange. , as if that part of the memory was erased by someone, I know something happened, but I just can’t remember how it happened.”

The male host smiled: "Riding a broom? Could it be a witch?"

The fisherman also laughed loudly: "Maybe it's a witch hahahaha."

Male host: "Hahahahahahahahahaha."

The wind on the exterior scene is very strong, as if it is also hahahahaha.

Claire: "..."

It seems that she has regressed after not using it for many years.