[Zhongyingmei] My students are not right

When Jacob got the notice from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft brought by the owl, and ran happily to Claire's study, Claire had just finished reading the letter from the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft, and her heart was very complicated. .

The cherry blossoms outside the window sill of her study have just passed their peak period, and they are sparsely dotted on the rough branches. The little magic she used to indicate the weather has predicted that there will be showers in the evening, which means that tomorrow morning, this cherry blossom tree The last pride, like the rain that has stopped, lay on the ground and struggled to breathe.

She sighed, and then turned her head. Little Jacob was standing in front of the door, looking at her with wide-open blue eyes. She turned her head and held up the admission letter tremblingly: "Mom, I'm going to Hogwarts!"

Claire forced a smile: "Yes, is it?"

Although Jacob was still young, he was very sensitive. This was inherited from his father. He could clearly feel that his mother was in a bad mood. He frowned slightly, lowered his raised hand, and muttered, "Mom ...are you unhappy?"

Claire froze for a moment, then stood up from the chair, stroked his soft hair, and sighed: "My miserable Jacob..."

Jacob: "???"

"Don't blame Mom." Claire squatted down/squatting, eyes level with Jacob, "You have to remember, Mom will always love you."

Jacob: "..."

"You will always be Mama's little baby..."

Jacob panicked: "Daddy! Daddy! Mommy's throwing me away!"

Claire: "..."

Afterwards, Claire has been thinking about her own education of Jacob.

Compared with Aunt Carly, she is not unconditionally doting on her children, and she has not expressed her love for Jacob very bluntly, so that just a few words caused Jacob to panic, and she made a deep reflection Then he lay on the bed and sighed, then turned his head and looked at Eric who was sitting on the balcony reading the newspaper.

Eric was wearing straight ironed suit trousers, and he was leaning on the wicker chair in a leisurely yet elegant sitting posture. The sun was gently dancing on his shoulders, and then climbed along his shoulders and neck to His cheeks softened the slightly tougher Aryan and Jewish features on his face.

He seemed to feel his wife's focused gaze, turned his head slightly, and raised the corners of his lips: "What are you looking at?"

"Look at you," Claire said.

Eric laughed, folded the newspaper, put it on the small table on the balcony, and looked at Claire: "I heard that your true confession today scared Jacob to tears."

Claire coughed twice: "That child..."

"What happened?" Eric asked.

Claire sighed, then said, "Do you remember Snape?"

"Remember," Eric said, "the wizard who left behind a bottle of miscarriage potion."

"..." Claire, "It's been so many years and you still remember it. You are indeed the legendary Magneto King who will take revenge on you."

Eric: "..."

He said helplessly, "I will always remember what happened to you."

Claire: "..."

She buried her head in the soft pillow: "Don't be ashamed, old man!"

The old couple talked sweetly for a long time, and after talking about the education of their son Jacob, they finally turned back to the previous topic.

A few years ago, the British wizarding world experienced violent turmoil. The Dark Lord Voldemort, who should have been executed long ago, brought a group of desperadoes who escaped from Azkaban to once again created a black panic in the wizarding world, but the Magic Congress of the United States Speaker Aldridge had already informed Fudge, the British Minister of Magic, and Dumbledore, the old headmaster of Hogwarts, after the Dark Lord's brief appearance in the United States, so the wizarding world is also somewhat prepared for the return of the Dark Lord. As for being caught off guard.

At that time, Jacob was already six or seven years old. Claire wanted to return to the magic world to help old friends, but Eric firmly opposed it. Aunt Carly slapped the table and said, "Claire, husband and wife must be fair." , Eric has given up his dream of being on TV and is living peacefully in the countryside with you, shouldn't you also not go into the muddy waters of the wizarding world?"

Claire couldn't believe it: "Auntie, you actually speak for Eric!"

Aunt Carly: "Eric is a good boy, of course I speak up for him!"

Claire suddenly looked back at Eric, "good boy" Eric just sat quietly on the balcony reading a book, then looked up at him and smiled.

Claire: "..."

As expected of Magneto who dreams of being on TV, his acting skills are good.

All in all, Claire did not return to England despite many dissuasions. Fortunately, more than a year later, the news came that Harry Potter defeated the Dark Lord again, and everyone was happy.

Not long after the Dark Lord's death, an owl knocked on the window of Claire's study, bringing Dumbledore's letter, a sapphire brooch, and an old-looking picture album.

The album belonged to Ludwig. Many years ago, Ludwig showed her and told her that the river in the painting belonged to the Elbe River in his hometown Dresden.

Dumbledore said in the letter that Ludwig may not be a villain without rules. He is very similar to an old friend in his youth, but he is simply obsessed with black magic and forgets that black magic is black magic. Magic is because it harms others as well as oneself.Ludwig's parents passed away very early, and his former friends or distant relatives had severed relations with him many years ago when he was first imprisoned in Azkaban.

And this picture album is his only relic. When Hogwarts students counted the relics of the Death Eaters, they saw the line "To Claire Lagerfeld" on the title page of the picture album, and handed it to Dumbledore. Dumbledore felt that even Death Eaters had the right to give gifts to friends, so he asked the owl from Hogwarts to bring them.

And as for the sapphire brooch...

Ms. Freeman mentioned it to her later.

Before she was sent to Aunt Carly's house, she traveled with this group of wizards. None of the wizards who searched for magical creatures disliked her. Only Voldemort, who was still Tom Riddle at the time, was indifferent to this little child. .

"We all think it's normal. Although Tom always has a smiling face and looks elegant and decent, he is actually the most alienated person. He doesn't like children, which is perfectly normal." Ms. Freeman said, "But one day, Edward went out to buy coffee beans for Rita, and Rita was tired from the long journey and fell asleep. I passed your crib and Tom was bending over you. He A sapphire pendant hangs around his neck, slipping out of his collar, hanging in mid-air, you reach out to grab it, and then hold it in your hand. I was worried that he would be angry, but he kept bending over , until you let go of that pendant."

"Then he had someone change the sapphire pendant into a brooch."

"At the same time, his attitude towards you has changed a lot. Apart from Edward and Rita, he is the one who hugged you the most times."

Although I more or less thought that the handsome young man in Aunt Carly's mouth was Voldemort, but when it was confirmed by Ms. Freeman, I was still a little surprised.

The sapphire brooch was also mentioned in Dumbledore's letter.

Voldemort has the habit of turning the most important things in a period of time into horcruxes, and this sapphire brooch was the most important thing for him at that time, and he was resurrected with this horcrux, briefly descended into this world.

There may be a story in it, but the person involved has disappeared, and Claire has no intention of digging out any more. She hid the album and the sapphire brooch that had lost its brilliance in her storage space, and then found the last letter when she read the letter from the old principal again. In a word.

"After this battle, I once again felt the preciousness of life. I gave up a friendship when I was young, and recently I began to think about whether to restore this friendship. As for the school affairs, I will leave it to Severus to take care of him first. He is a person who can only entrust important things.

As for you, dear Claire, the curse has been lifted from the post of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, would you like to return to teach? "

Claire Wood, Dumbledore made it very clear that Snape would be the next Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

She immediately wrote back: "Snape is my immediate boss? Impossible!"

……

"So?" Eric sat against the head of the bed with his little wife in his arms.

"Today, Jacob received the admission letter from Hogwarts." Claire looked indifferent.

"Oh? And then?" Eric asked.

"I also received a personal letter from the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry." Claire said.

"A personal letter?"

"Yes, he told me that although he has become the principal, he is still a front-line teacher. He will teach Jacob Potions himself." Claire gritted her teeth, "Although it is very regrettable that I can't be my immediate boss, but I am very happy to be the principal of Jacobs."

"Oh?" Eric nodded, "The current principal is Snape?"

"Yes." Claire snorted.

"Then this is just right," Eric said, "Let Jacob stay in the United States and receive education from mutants."

"No." Claire said, "I hope the magic inheritance of the Lagerfeld family can continue."

"So……"

"Then I can only bear with it. Although I hope that Snape will be more selfless and don't give Jacob little shoes, but from what I know about him, he...is even smaller than you." Claire exhaled, regardless of A Did Rick turn black, as if he thought of something fun, and then said, "This time I will lend Jacob a chance to buy some school supplies, and I'll take you to Diagon Alley, it's fun there, I don't know Does the bestseller counter of Lihen Bookstore still have my book "The Long Evolution of Offensive Magic from the Middle Ages to the Twentieth Century."

“The wasabi ice cream is delicious!”

"I kind of miss the butterbeer at the Hog's Head."

"It's a pity we can't go in winter. Hogsmeade's pointed roof looks the best when it's covered with snow."

"Molly wrote to me before and said that the twins' joke store has a new skipping class candy, which is very popular with Hogwarts students. I want to buy some to try and see if I can ask Charles for ten days and a half months. It's fake, let's hang out with you more."

"It's a pity to hear that Malfoy's family is bald. Back then, I was still very infatuated with the platinum-blond hair of Senior Lucius. I don't know how many years have passed..."

Eric, who had been silently listening to her nagging, raised his eyebrows, his eyes became a little dangerous: "Senior Lucius?"

"Yes, Senior Slytherin." Claire replied, turning her head to look at him, and froze when she met his deep blue eyes.

"It's... the senior you mentioned?" Eric's voice became a little creepy.

Claire blinked, and then remembered that many years ago, when Eric asked her about her past love history, she brought up the platinum teenager who had shocked her.

This guy looks like this now...

Are you jealous?

"Uh..." Claire said seriously, "I promise I just want to see how he looks bald."

Eric: "..."

"It really is Magneto with a small belly." Claire sighed, looking forward to his shoulder, leaned forward, and kissed his hairline, "Even if you become bald, I still like you the most."

Eric: "..."

"Don't worry." Eric couldn't bear it anymore, and pushed him down, "If you are bald, you have to worry about Charles, who often uses his brain too much."

On the other side, Charles sneezed.

Hank pulled out the nuclear physics book from his hand, and said earnestly: "Stop reading books, stop using your brain often, and look at your hairline, Charles."