[Zhongyingmei] My students are not right

The autumn night at Xavier School was very cool. After the rain, there were layers of golden ginkgo leaves on the masonry floor with a long-lasting taste. When the wind blew, the wall lamps in the corridor swayed, and the lights were dimly lit. Chuo, the shadows of the two people standing in the corridor are also quite ambiguous.

In the corridor, one person stood and the other sat quietly. The standing person struck a match and lit the cigarette in his hand. He gently held the cigarette between his slender and clean fingers, took a puff with frowning, and then exhaled the smoke.

"I'm going to be a dad," he said.

Charles' hand on the armrest of the wheelchair tightened a bit, as if he was grasping something helplessly, and he forced a smile on his face: "Yes, is it?"

"Will you bless me, Charles," the man continued.

"I'm happy for you, Eric." Charles said, his tone was very calm, even with a hint of a smile, but when he listened carefully, he could find a slight trembling, like a glass bottle on the verge of shattering.

Eric shook the cigarette in his hand, and the ash fell from his fingers, and the light of the fire quickly disappeared on the wet ground.

"You know, Charles, I actually wish I had your abilities at this time." Eric said, turning his head to look at him, and Charles' blue eyes were also staring at him, like the Caribbean under a clear sky Blue, as long as you touch it with an eraser, it seems that it can be completely wiped off, but the blue is like the ginkgo leaves that have fallen here, stained with dripping water.

Eric exhaled: "In this way, I can know whether you are really happy for me now."

"I..." Charles lowered his head.

The cigarette butt had already burned to the filter tip and began to burn Eric's skin, but he didn't seem to notice it, but stared at the man's eyes, walked up to him, squatted down, looked at him, and took the Picking up his somewhat cold hand, touching his forehead: "Read my heart, Charles."

However, the moment Charles touched his forehead, he shrank back suddenly as if touching a flame. The eyes of the two met in the dangling light. He turned his head unnaturally and said, "No, I won't do this again, I promised you, I won't read your thoughts at will."

The two fell into silence, and it rained lightly outside the corridor again, pattering, and I don't know how many ginkgo leaves fell.

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Charles looked at Claire silently, and Claire blinked at him.

After a long time, Charles held his forehead and said, "You... What misunderstandings do you have about Eric and me?"

"You saw it." Claire also held his forehead, "You said you wouldn't read my thoughts at will."

"It's because your expression is so confusing." Charles smiled wryly, "I thought you were thinking about some profound question, but I didn't expect that you were playing a TV series in your mind. Before that, I didn't know about our school. The theology teacher has such a rich imagination and literary talent."

Claire clenched her fist with her right hand, put it against her mouth and coughed twice: "Actually, I am an author who is good at writing books, and what I was thinking of just now was a passage from my new book "Walking with You: West Chester's Unrequited Love" , After you told me that Eric had told you about my pregnancy, I suddenly had a sudden inspiration, and I couldn't stop the car, sorry."

"Why isn't Hank the leading actor in "Westchester's Last Love", but me." Charles asked.

"Disney has already played this kind of story, "Beauty and the Beast." Claire said seriously, "That Disney copyright maniac will definitely take me to court."

Charles: "..."

"And Hank has already been scheduled to be the hero of another novel, and the protagonist of that one is Logan." Claire said.

Charles: "...what's the name of that one?"

"Claire Walks With You: Temptation of the Wolf."

Charles: "..."

Charles rubbed the space between his brows, then smiled, but the smile was somewhat bitter, and he shook his head: "If Logan goes back to the future and finds out that his friend's mother has written such a best-selling book, he It is estimated that he will do everything possible to return to the present and change history again."

Claire nodded on the surface, but she thought in her heart that this book still needs to be written, and it will only be circulated in the wizarding world at that time. According to her creation, a considerable number of female wizards still welcome the epic love stories in the Muggle world. , the wizarding world is too small to create such a romantic story.

But when Logan was mentioned, Claire also asked, "Has Logan not returned to West Chester?"

Charles shook his head: "Logan will be the history teacher of Xavier School in the future, but now he is a wandering lone ranger. After the future Logan leaves, the current Logan wakes up and leaves immediately. Stolen cigars from the hospital commissary and didn't pay enough."

Claire: "..."

"But the future Logan mentioned you before he left," Charles said.

Claire frowned. In the future, when Logan met her little Peter, she had already returned to the magic world, and there was no news of her life or death. When she knew this future, she had already made up her mind that no matter what happened, No matter what, I will never go back to the magic world, just to watch little Peter grow up.

She thought about it, and said, "Is what Logan mentioned about my future?"

Charles nodded.

"Then don't tell me," Claire said.

"Isn't everyone really hoping to see their future so as to avoid those disasters?" Charles laughed.

"I know enough." Claire rubbed her stomach and smiled, "I know more, and I might choose to repeat the same mistakes. I know myself."

The smile in Charles' eyes deepened, he nodded, and said, "You are indeed very different from Eric."

Claire nodded in agreement: "At least the aesthetics are very different."

That fuchsia helmet armor is really eye-catching.

There are very few sunny days in late autumn, and within a few days, it will be cloudy again, with light rain. After staying in such weather for a long time, people become more and more lazy, especially when Claire gets up early every day to go to work, it is dark Had to develop a spell that could blow up schools in an instant.

Fortunately, after a period of time, it was already approaching Halloween. The supermarket in the small town opened a special section for Halloween. Pumpkin lanterns, ghost masks, and various trick props were freshly put on the shelves. How much candy was won on this day, and the students were discussing what kind of makeup they would be on this day.The adults, especially Aunt Carly, went to the supermarket and bought a bag full of sweets for emergencies.

Claire is also looking forward to the festival.

Hogwarts also celebrates Halloween. On this day, Principal Dumbledore will cast magic and decorate the entire auditorium very brightly. There are jack-o-lanterns floating in the air, and white candles stand firmly on the silver candlesticks, blooming with some hideous lights. Flame, the little wizards all dressed up as their favorite magical creatures, and then Snape would say in a snorting tone: "The ground is full of trolls."

When Aunt Carly went to the supermarket to buy candy, Claire also went to buy a round pumpkin. When Aunt Carly was cooking, she sat cross-legged on the wool carpet in the living room and tapped the pumpkin lightly with her magic wand.

"Cinderella's fairy godmother can turn a pumpkin into a splendid carriage. As an old witch, I can only turn a pumpkin into this." Claire smiled while waving her wand. The pumpkin was lifted by a golden light, and then In an instant, it turned into a grinning pumpkin lantern.

However, in order to highlight the difference from ordinary jack-o-lanterns, she added a row of neat teeth to the curved mouth of this jack-o-lantern.

When Aunt Carly walked out of the kitchen with mushroom soup, she glanced at the jack-o-lantern floating in the air and said, "You miss your boyfriend so much?"

Claire froze for a moment, then turned to look at her: "I definitely didn't miss him!"

"Look at the lamp you carved." Aunt Carly pointed to the jack-o-lantern. "It's exactly the same as your boyfriend's smile."

Claire: "..."

She turned her head to look at the grinning jack-o-lantern: "...it does look a bit like it."

She sighed, put the smiling Eric's jack-o-lantern on the coffee table with a levitating spell, and said, "Tomorrow is Halloween, and I seem to have to go to work."

Aunt Carly nodded: "What are you going to dress up as, girls seem to dress up as vampires more."

Claire waved her hand: "It's inconvenient to eat with those dentures, and the school cafeteria seems to have quite a lot of food tomorrow."

"Then... Meiwa?" Aunt Carly frowned and said, "You seem to have mentioned in your letter before that this is a very beautiful magical creature in the wizarding world."

Claire continued to wave her hand: "No, it's too much of a role, not challenging."

Aunt Carly gave her a supercilious look.

She looked at Clare's slightly raised belly, and said, "Chinese fire-breathing dragon, you said, that dragon has a big belly."

Claire: "...do you still love me my aunt?"

"Then Dementor?" Aunt Carly's expression was very serious, "You said, that thing doesn't even have a body, let alone a stomach. It satisfies your hope of not having a stomach."

Claire: "...It seems that you don't love your sweetheart anymore."

"No, of course I love it, I can still sing." Aunt Carly was surprised with a blank expression, "Hit me baby one more time!"

Claire: "..."

On Halloween, Claire, as always, yawned, and stood at the bus stop waiting for the bus. After a few minutes, the bus came. She lifted the cape of her robe and got on the bus. The bus driver glanced at her, and then Give her a thumbs up: "Today's outfit suits you quite well."

"Thank you." Claire smiled at him, and then sat in the back seat.

When the car arrived at the Xavier School Station, it was already dawn. Claire just got out of the car and ran into the vampire Pietro. The skateboard slipped into the school gate.

When he saw Claire, he gave Claire a thumbs up.

Claire accepted his compliment with a smile, before saying, "Why are you skating in a tuxedo?"

Pietro was silent.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Claire felt something was wrong, Pietro had never been so quiet.

Yet Pietro remained silent.

"What happened?" Claire looked puzzled, "Who bullied you?"

Now Pietro finally spoke, with slurred speech mixed with splashing saliva: "Wooden flesh! Wooden flesh dares to deceive me!"

Claire's skill was extremely fast, and she quickly dodged to avoid the saliva attack.

And Pietro angrily took the dentures off his teeth and complained: "I said you shouldn't play a vampire! Not only is it inconvenient to eat! It is also inconvenient to talk!"

Claire: "...then why are you playing a vampire..."

At this time, Claire heard the sound of car brakes coming from behind her. She turned her head and saw a black extended Lincoln parked steadily at the school gate. Beside him, bowed slightly, opened the car door, dressed in a white robe, with a halo on his head, and Warren with white wings on his back got out of the car, and said with a smile: "Pietro, you really are dressed like vampire."

Claire: "..."

She suddenly felt that the prototype of the third part of "Claire Walking with You" came out again, which could be called "The Forbidden Love Between Angels and Demons".

At this time, Warren looked at Claire: "Good morning, teacher, your outfit today really suits you, but why are you holding a broom in your hand?"

Claire supported the huge pointed hat on her head and said with a smile, "Because this is a witch who can fly on a broomstick."

"But..." Pietro suddenly said, "This broom looks familiar."

Claire clenched the light wheel two thousand in her hand, and looked at Pietro.

You still have the face to say it.