[hp] warm as jade

Rong Jiu appeared in the classroom the next day, and Draco did not appear in the class until Thursday morning.It happened to be the first Potions class of the term, and the Gryffindor students had the misfortune to attend this class with Slytherin. Snape routinely laughed at Neville's clumsy manipulations, and Gryffindor A piece of low air pressure.At that moment, Draco staggered into the keep, his right arm wrapped in a bandage and suspended by a sling.

"How's it going, Draco?" Pansy asked with a smirk, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Draco's expression was so heroic that I was in pain but I didn't say it, which made Pansy giggle again.But he turned his back and winked at Rong Jiu, it seemed that he was almost healed.

"Sit down, sit down," said Professor Snape lazily.Gryffindor had a frown on their faces, because if they were late, it would definitely be a five-point start with the highest confinement, and it would never be so easy to pass; even Rong Jiu pouted: she was punished by Professor Snape when she was late. If you call him ruthless, even if he won't deduct points from his academy, he will always be merciless.

Today they're working on a new potion: the shrinking solution.Rong Jiu had already handled the material in a rough manner, which earned Slytherin five points.

Rong Jiu and Pansy were still sitting at the same table habitually, and there was an empty seat at this time, but Draco didn't seem to notice it, and casually placed his cauldron next to Harry and Ron. The table closest to them is especially convenient for all kinds of flirting.

This way, Harry, Ron and Draco were working on the material at the same table.

"Professor," Draco called, "Professor, I need someone to cut the roots of these daisies for me, because my arm—"

"Weasley, root for Malfoy," Snape said without looking up.

Ron blushed with anger: "Your arm is fine at all!"

Draco smirked: "Weasley, you heard what Professor Snape said, cut these roots."

Ron grabbed the pocketknife, pulled Draco's root in front of him, and began to chop roughly, with varying results.Rong Jiu, who saw that the potion was already brewing, shook his head for a while——Ron is really naive sometimes, if it’s fine at other times, it’s not right to vent his emotions towards Slytherin like this in potions class What a wise choice.

Sure enough, Draco's gray eyes just glanced at the pile of roots briefly, and a sneer floated from his face.

"Professor," Draco drawled, "Weasley's chopped up my roots, Professor."

Snape approached their table, looking down at Ron with an unintelligible smile on his face.

"Swap roots with Malfoy, Weasley."

"But, sir—"

Ron had just spent a quarter of an hour carefully chopping his own roots so they were exactly the same size.

"Now," said Snape in his most dangerous tone.

Ron pushed his own so beautifully cut root across the table to Draco, and picked up the knife again.

"Also, sir, I need someone to skin my figs," Draco said, with a malicious mirth in his voice.

"Potter, you can skin Malfoy's figs," said Snape, giving Harry the disgusted look he had always reserved for Harry.

Harry took Draco's figs while Ron started trying to restore the roots he now had to use.Harry peeled the figs as fast as he could.Throwing it to Draco across the table without saying a word.

Draco laughed more maliciously: "Have you seen your partner Hagrid lately?" he asked them quietly.

While stirring the potion, Rong Jiu looked up at Draco.The latter did not receive her gaze, and stared intently at the person at the same table.

"It's none of your business," said Ron quickly, without looking up.

"I'm afraid he won't be able to be a teacher again," Draco said with feigned distress. "My dad wasn't happy that I got hurt—"

"Go on, Malfoy, I'm going to give you the real deal," growled Ron.

"—he's complained to the school administrators. He's complained to the Ministry of Magic. My dad is a man of influence, you know. And a trauma like this is old and bad—" He faked He sighed heavily, "If my arm can never return to its original shape, who knows what will happen?"

"So you put on a show like this, trying to get Hagrid to get fired," said Harry, his green eyes full of anger and sadness, "but he didn't do anything, you shouldn't be targeting him!"

"Well," said Draco, lowering his voice to a whisper, "partly, but it wasn't me against him, it was you, Potter. Oh, Weasley...for me Cut the caterpillar."

It wasn't just their table that was moving - a few seats away, Neville was in trouble.Neville always had a nervous breakdown in Potions; Potions was his worst subject, and since he was terrified of Snape, things were ten times worse.His potion was supposed to be a bright green acid, but it turned into—

"Orange, Longbottom," said Snape, spooning a little out and letting it splash back into the cauldron so everyone could see it.

"Orange. Tell me, boy, has something penetrated this thick skull of yours? Didn't you hear me say, clearly, that only a drop of rat bile was needed? Didn't I see Say, is a little leech sap enough? How can I explain it to you, Longbottom?"

Nacheng's face turned pink and he was shaking.He looked like he was about to cry.

"Sir," said Hermione, "sir, with your permission, may I fix it for him?"

"I didn't ask you to show off, Miss Granger," Snape said dryly, and Hermione blushed as much as Neville.

"Longbottom, before get out of class is over today, we're going to feed your toad a few drops of this potion and see what happens. Maybe doing so will encourage you to make this potion well."

Snape walked away, leaving Neville terrified.

"Help me!" he said to Hermione.

"Hey, Harry," said Seamus Finnigan, leaning over to borrow Harry's steel scale. "Did you hear? The Daily Prophet this morning—they reckon Sirius Black is on the hook."

"Where?" said Harry and Ron quickly.

On the other side of the table, Draco raised his head, and the eyes of Rong Jiu collided quickly in the air.Then they both turned and listened carefully.

"Not far from here," Seamus said, looking excited, "it was a Muggle who saw him. Of course, she didn't really know. Muggles thought he was just a common prisoner, didn't they? So she Just call the hotline. By the time the Ministry of Magic arrives, he's already gone."

Not too far from here?

Rong Jiu's heart suddenly beat faster.

Perhaps, he would come to the castle and come to Harry himself.So maybe she had a chance to reach out to him then?

"Not too far from here..." Ron repeated, looking at Harry meaningfully, then turned to find Draco watching carefully. "What, Malfoy, do you need to skin something?"

But Draco's eyes flickered maliciously, staring intently at Harry.He leaned over the table. "Try to catch Black single-handedly, Potter?"

"Yes, that's right." Harry replied casually.

Draco's thin lips curled into a mocking smile. "Of course, if I had been," he said quietly, "I would have done something. I wouldn't have stayed in school and been a good boy. I'd have looked for him everywhere."

"What are you talking about, Malfoy?" said Ron roughly.

"Don't you know, Potter?" Draco whispered, his pale eyes narrowing.

"what do you know?"

Draco let out a low laugh.

"You probably don't want to risk your life," he said, "and want those dementors to deal with him, don't you? But if I were you, I'd have revenge. I'd find him myself."

As he spoke, he turned his head.But Rong Jiu had already lowered her head and packed her things—her potion had already been made, and she just had to cool it down and bottle it.So he showed a satisfied smile and turned his head again.

"What are you talking about?" said Harry angrily, but at that moment Snape called out, "You should have all added the ingredients by now. This potion has to be boiled to drink; Pack up while we're at it, and then we're going to experiment with Longbottom's..."

The Slytherins laughed as Neville sweated and stirred his potion vigorously.Hermione gave him instructions with the corners of her mouth so Snape wouldn't see them.Harry and Ron packed up the various recipe ingredients they hadn't used, then went to wash their hands and spoons in the stone sink in the corner of the classroom.

It just so happened that Rong Jiu had finished cleaning and turned around.When they passed by, she stopped, lowered her head and shook her hands, as if she was just shaking the water in an ordinary way.But Harry heard a soft voice drilled into his ears: "Don't run around at night, it's dangerous."

Then, she continued to walk towards the position, as if she was really just throwing water just now.

Harry had better not run out and bump into Sirius Black, then no matter whether Black achieved his goal or not, he would definitely be sent back to Azkaban. Who would she turn to at that time?

At this moment, as the get out of class was about to end, Snape strolled over to Neville, who was cowering over his cauldron.

"Come together," said Snape, his black eyes glowing, "to see what happens to Longbottom's toad. If he makes a shrinking potion, his toad will shrink into a tadpole. If He has done wrong, I have no doubt of it, and the toad will be poisoned and die."

The Gryffindors watched in horror; the Slytherins watched excitedly.Snape held the toad Rifle in his left hand, and put a small spoon into Neville's stinger, which was now green.He poured a few drops down Lyfe's throat.

There was a moment's silence, while Lyford gasped for breath; then with a soft pop, Lyford the tadpole writhed in Snape's palm.

The Gryffindors applauded.Snape looked very displeased, took a small vial from his robe pocket, poured a few drops on Ryfe, and it reappeared suddenly, quite an adult toad. "

"Five points from Gryffindor," said Snape, wiping the smiles off everyone's faces. "I told you not to help him, Miss Granger. get out of class dismissed."

"Five points, for a fool's pet to live." Draco mocked loudly, "It's really not worth it, a perfect potion brewing is nothing more than that!"

Neville's face was flushed, and he quickly left the classroom without saying a word, hugging his things, which caused another burst of laughter.While Draco raised his eyebrows at Harry triumphantly, he turned around to pack his things, but when he turned around, he found that the table was clean and his things were held in Rong Jiu's hands.

"are you feeling better?"

"En." Seeing that there were not many people in the classroom, Draco moved his arms casually, and smiled towards the podium, "The dean's potion is very effective."

Snape's dark eyes rolled between the two, and he said with a sneer, "Miss Malfoy's learning ability is very good, and she is also very courageous."

Rong Jiu took a step back subconsciously... Why did this tone give her an ominous premonition?

A woman's sixth sense has always been accurate.Only Snape smirked and said: "Since such advanced techniques are not a problem, then the learning content this semester can no longer be so simple."

"No...Professor, listen to me..." Rong Jiu suddenly felt cold sweat pouring out heavily, trembling from the roots of her hair to the tips of her toes, "Actually, it was just an accident..."

"Oh?" Snape raised his eyebrows, and leaned on the desk, with a look of listening attentively, "I want to hear, what kind of accident is it?"

Draco looked at Rong Jiu sympathetically, but saw that the latter had a serious face, as if... he was about to start talking nonsense again.

"At that time... I felt that I was being manipulated by some kind of power." Rong Jiu looked sincere, "The professor's heroic figure suddenly appeared in my mind. If I was as powerful as the professor, I would not face this kind of situation." and then that force took hold of me, and I didn't know anything. When I came back to my senses, Draco was much better. I thought, maybe it was my pure admiration, so that I could borrow The strength of Professor One or Two."

Draco: "..."

He thought Rong Jiu would say something about brother and sister's deep love, and why he was in a hurry. From this point of view, he still lost.Rong Jiu's thinking cannot be dealt with with normal logic.

He sneaked a look at Snape, expecting to see a gloomy face, but unexpectedly, there was a bit of a smile on that face.

Looking at the sincere Rong Jiu, Snape said sincerely, "Since you... admire me so much, then there should be no problem with the four hours of classes every night."

"Hey... will it be four hours..." Before Rong Jiu finished speaking, Snape's black robe disappeared at the door of the classroom, leaving Rong Jiu weakly raising a hand, trying to hold back Appearance, "...too long..."

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Afternoon is Defense Against the Dark Arts class.Lockhart continued to hold the position this term.

Rong Jiu once heard that all the teachers of Defense Against the Dark Arts had been cursed, and none of them lasted more than a year.But no matter how you say it, Lockhart has indeed stayed here for a full year, and people can't help but sigh: Is this the same reason as people who are stupid and have too much money?

The classroom was still full of serious Lockhart style, but the students were used to it, so they didn't say much.Lockhart stood vigorously on the podium, showing his signature smile: "Hi, my little cuties, it makes me so happy to meet you!"

Rong Jiu silently put the textbook aside, took out the parchment from the school bag, and started writing the homework of Transfiguration.She is very busy, and she has to make the most of all her time, so she won't be too busy to listen to someone's self-praise-and even if she is really busy, Lockhart has been boasting for a whole year, and he would listen to it no matter how interested he is. I'm bored.

"This holiday, I went to Egypt. That's right! It's really a magical place, rich in all kinds of mummies! You know, this kind of thing is very dangerous, but, who told them to meet me?" On the podium , Lockhart thrust his waist, and waved his other hand exaggeratedly, "This is a thrilling encounter. After a month, you will be able to buy it at the Lihen Bookstore, yes, my new book! It will be in detail Tell me about my adventures..."

Rong Jiu shook her head, dipped her ink, and continued to write her thesis, ignoring the advertisement that was being played on it.She intends to explain the rationality and danger of Animagus from the common ground of humans and animals. At present, the idea has been roughly perfected, and only some details need to be filled in.

Pansy leaned over, dumbfounded: "Oh my God, I remember Professor McGonagall's request for a length of 8 inches. You have written at least 16 inches here, right?"

"It's not that exaggerated." Rong Jiu shook his head dumbfounded, "It's only about 12 inches. And it's almost finished, only a few details are left."

"I can't find my way at all." Pansy complained, "Isn't it just that you can turn into an animal? What's there to describe? What do you write about?"

"From the similarity between humans and animals, we can see the rationality and danger of Animagus." Rong Jiu replied, just as she was about to continue writing, Panxi held her hand, turned her head, and saw that she had written Resting her chin on the table, she blinked at Rong Jiu, with a look of "I don't understand but I won't tell".Rong Jiu shook her head with a smile: "Maybe you can imagine the twins."

"Twins?" Draco was also attracted, "What do twins have to do with Animagus?"

"What if we regard Animagus as twins before and after transformation?" Rong Jiu shrugged. It's the danger; they're genetically similar from one mother, that's the rationale."

"I don't understand." Pansy propped his chin, feeling unrequited love, "What does my brother's murder have to do with Animagus?"

Rong Jiu thought for a while: "If you have another identity as a way out, then as the current 'you', you won't have so many scruples when doing things. At worst, you will completely discard your current identity and start everything again."

Seeing that Pan Xi was still a little confused, Rong Jiu's dead cells came alive again: "If you are an Animagus and can transform into another form, such as a butterfly, you can take advantage of Dela Ke flew into the bathroom while he was taking a shower and enjoyed it, anyway, he doesn't know it's you, you can do whatever you want, anyway, you will still turn into Pansy in the end, no one can connect you with a butterfly."

Pansy and Draco blushed together.The two looked at each other and started rolling up their sleeves at the same time.

"What are you going to do? I warn you, this is still in class, and there are... ouch!"

"Professor Lockhart!"

Rong Jiu's scream overlapped perfectly with another scream.But even so, she flinched guiltily.On the other side, Hermione raised her hand high.

After seeking Lockhart's consent, Hermione asked her own question with a blushing face: "You just said that mummies can also absorb human souls, so what does it have to do with dementors? Do you know how to deal with them? ?”

"Ah, sure, I don't want to admit I'm an expert on it, kid. It's Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Dementor's Kiss is the 'talented Dark Arts' of Dark Arts. But that's not a big deal , they can be solved very easily." Lockhart said relaxedly.Suddenly there was a low cry from the audience, accompanied by admiration and admiration, which was very useful to Lockhart, but it was not so pleasant in Draco's eyes.

Draco, whoever made him unhappy, he must get it back.Adhering to this principle, he took advantage of the little chaos and said loudly: "Professor, why don't you take us to see it? There is a dementor next to the school, and we are all very scared." Speaking of this, He paused, and then showed a provocative smile towards Gryffindor, "The famous Harry Potter was so frightened that he fainted!"

"Woo~" In order to match his words, the Slytherins imitated the dementors one after another, followed by bursts of laughter.

"Oh, it's school time, kids..." Lockhart looked flustered.Probably because the relationship between Gryffindor and Slytherin last semester was not friendly, but it was not as tense as it is now.

"That's right, Professor Lockhart." Brace took over the conversation, "Can you teach us how to deal with dementors? You know, there are dementors around the school now. If you are not sure that they can be dealt with, I I just don't want to study."

"This is actually..."

"That's right, Professor Lockhart." Theodore also joined in, "If you are so powerful and can't do anything about dementors, I don't believe it at all."

Lockhart's face turned a little blue, but he cleaned up well.

"Children, if you want, let me prepare for the next class... I need to report to the principal." Lockhart said, "Okay, okay, now, let's open the textbooks."

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"Dumbledore, the headmaster, I think needs to be replaced." Draco threw his schoolbag on the grass, and complained loudly, "Look at our teachers, what kind of stuff are they? First, people like Lockhart Idiot idiot, oh, what else can you do besides laughing and bragging? And that big guy, what did he get? It's like a shelter for garbage and dogs."

"Don't talk nonsense," Pansy said angrily, "There are no such giant dogs."

"Draco, you have to reflect to Mr. Malfoy." Theo suggested half-truthfully, "Hogwarts cannot be destroyed by such people."

Draco: "Wait, wait until my dad finds out, hum."

In fact, Draco had complained to Lucius many times, but every time he was scolded bloody by Lucius.

After all, no matter how idiot Lockhart's teaching method is, he has so many supporters. It is not impossible to change people hastily, but it has a great impact on Lucius; as for Hagrid, it was Draco's mishandling first. Although it can cause some blows, it is much worse to completely replace him.

Naturally, Rong Jiu knew all this, but he didn't try to expose Draco.She found a tree to lean against, and took out the letter Narcissa sent her from her schoolbag.Although she received it in the morning, she didn't have time to open it, because Snape took it from the dinner table to prepare materials for him...

She had written to Narcissa asking for all information about Sirius Black, and perhaps this letter was the answer.

"...Maybe I can get in touch with him. Grandma has always wanted to come back and see. Although I can't be filial to her old man, I still want to do something for her." Rong Jiu's letter was sincere, and Narcissa burst into tears. After they all got down, they turned around and went to Lucius to inquire about the details of Sirius back then.

Lucius was only going to tell Narcissa what everyone else knew.But he didn't think about it. He and Narcissa had been married for many years and had a very good relationship. How could Narcissa not know whether what he said was true or not?

On the one hand, there is the old master who may not come back even if he does not die for a while, and on the other hand, the beautiful wife who accompanies him day and night, so there is no need to think about which one to choose.But out of caution, he still repeatedly told him: "Just know it yourself, but don't tell it."

"...The Dark Lord tried every means to infiltrate the 'Order of the Phoenix' founded by Dumbledore to find out everything about the Potters (I heard it was related to a prophecy brought back by Severus), but it has never been successful .At this stall, a person who used to be with James Potter appeared next to the Dark Lord."

"His name is Peter Pettigrew, and he claims to be the secret keeper of the Potters, who can find Potter for the Dark Lord.

"He told about the dark lord Potter and his wife's retreat.

"But on that day, everyone knew, the Dark Lord had missed. Afterwards, Sirius planted everything on Sirius, but he didn't know where.

"So, Sirius may not be very friendly to you, so be careful."

This letter uses the Malfoy family's own encryption method, and on the surface it looks like a simple greeting letter. If someone tries to read the contents by force, the letter will be burned by itself without leaving any information.

Obviously, although it is not a war-torn era, it is indeed not peaceful.Narcissa was also guarding against someone spying on Malfoy's communications.

As soon as the letter was read, it burned by itself.Soon, not even ashes were left.

Rong Jiu stared blankly at the disappearing letter, and didn't recover for a while.

Isn't Severus... her dean?Severus Snape.He used to be from the side of the Dark Lord?It also led to the death of Harry's parents.

But he was still targeting Harry now, could it be...he still had the Dark Lord in mind?

The Dark Mark on Uncle Lucius' arm just dimmed, but did not disappear, indicating that the Dark Lord had not completely fallen, and might come back again.Wouldn't Professor Snape be on the side of the Dark Lord by then?

Also, since the Secret Keeper is Peter Pettigrew, why was it Sirius who was finally arrested?Just because he blew up so many Muggles?

No, no, no, if the duel between a wizard and a dark wizard spread to Muggles, there is no way to make the wizard into a murderer and shut down Azkaban.

Pettigrew planted everything on Sirius...meaning, everyone thought Sirius betrayed the Potters?

But... Dumbledore should know, right?At that time, Dumbledore led the Order of the Phoenix to fight against the Dark Lord, and the Dark Lord had been looking for the Potters, so the Potters were obviously the key figures, and Dumbledore had to be told who was the secret keeper. .

However, Sirius was still imprisoned in Azkaban.Even when he fled this time, Dumbledore obviously supported the Ministry of Magic's move.

Since Sirius was related to this matter, and it was even considered that he leaked the location of the Potters, he must also be a core-level figure. give up.

Could it be...Dumbledore did this on purpose?But what is the purpose of doing this?

Throughout the afternoon, she has been in a state of distraction.The seemingly normal person took a book and read it there, turning pages from time to time, and making some sketches.The only abnormal thing is that the book is held upside down.

When it was time for dinner, she continued to gnaw on the carrots in her hands abnormally, ignoring the pumpkin juice that was placed in front of her, and the people around her frequently looked at her, but she didn't feel it at all.

This state continued until she went to Professor Snape.The girl floated into Snape's office like a wandering spirit, with a very unnaturally demented expression on her face.

Snape admired the student's dumbfounded expression with great interest.He was in a very good mood today. Although Granger disturbed his actions to rectify Longbottom, the last reversal, the expression on Potter's face, greatly pleased him, not to mention the later Potions class, Gryffindor The first grader at least lost [-] points to him...

"Maybe you can figure out where this is." Snape put the book away, took a sip from his cup, and watched with satisfaction that the confusion in Rong Jiu's eyes quickly disappeared, and then turned into...shock?

"I, I, I... Did I go to the wrong place?"

Snape's expression turned pale immediately.

"It's 55:5, Miss Rong wants to have a wonderful...five-minute date before class?"

Rong Jiu raised his hand and slapped his face fiercely.Soon, both cheeks turned red, and Snape was a little stunned, but Rong Jiu's expression quickly recovered: "Ah, hahahahaha good evening, professor, I'm a little full from eating at night, I'm full I'm out of my mind hahahahaha."

"It's a good way to stimulate one's brain with pain." Snape showed an interested smile, "Maybe tonight we can try whether pain can really improve people's IQ."

"No...professor, wait...no, professor, calm down! You, you, you have something to say, put down your wand first!"

After more than ten minutes, Rong Jiu's whole body was soaked in sweat, and there were several cuts on the wizard's robe, which made her feel very distressed, but fortunately, the cut was not scratched on her body, so let it hurt as much as it hurts, it's better than meat pain... …

"It seems that this vacation has not been wasted by you." Snape was quite satisfied with this.

"Hehehehe how dare I." Rong Jiu gritted her teeth and smirked.Right, you expected me to waste my training this holiday, so I even used Shattered Bone and No Shadow?

Is this a test or do you want me to die?

Snape heard the anger in her words and was in a good mood.With a wave of his hand, an armchair appeared behind Rong Jiu: "You have 10 minutes to adjust."

Rong Jiu was also polite, and after panting for a while, he performed a "clean up" on himself. As for his robe, who cares, he might add a new injury later, and wait until he returns to the lounge to get together again. solve it.

Sitting on the chair, Rong Jiu couldn't help but think of the letter he saw in the afternoon when he was free.

A prophecy brought back by Severus...

Out of nowhere, she asked again: "Professor, what do you think of the Dark Lord?"

When she came back to her senses, she wished she could give herself a big mouth.And Snape's face was already the same color as his hair.

Rong Jiu only felt the hairs all over her body stand on end, the wand was quietly clenched in her hand, and the other hand was also pressed with a spell, to prevent Snape from doing anything if he disagreed.Unexpectedly, this time the professor just stared at Rong Jiu fiercely with his lethal eyes, and didn't make a move.

After about 2 minutes, Snape's face turned slightly better.He pulled a paper from one side, and replied seemingly unintentionally: "Very powerful."

Is this over?

Probably thinking that making a small death is also a crime, and making a big death is also a crime, Rong Jiu simply made it a little more thorough: "If the Dark Lord returns, what do you... plan to do?"

"Stab" sounded.

The thick brown paper was scratched with a long slit by the quill in Snape's hand.He raised his head slowly.

Rong Jiu only felt a chill behind him, and subconsciously wanted to run away.But at that moment, her mind suddenly went into a trance.

The past is opened up again before her eyes.

The conversation with Draco, the speculation and discussion about his life experience, the shock of knowing the result, the lonely and sad figure of the professor in the office.

The night chat with Pansy, the conversation with Dobby, the shock and warmth of Malfoy Manor, the false alarm in the Chamber of Secrets, the conversation with Slytherin, the truth of the Chamber of Secrets, the shock of seeing another "Rong Jiu", The peace of mind of being lifted up by the professor, the shock, sadness and self-doubt of knowing the truth.

The pranks with Draco during the holiday, the duel with Narcissa, the anticipation of knowing Sirius Black's escape, until... the letter from Narcissa in the afternoon.

What's going on here?

Rong Jiu shook his head vigorously, trying to bring himself back to his senses.It seemed that this action really worked, and the office gradually became clearer in her eyes.

This is the second time...

Rong Jiu glanced at Snape uneasily, but found that the latter lowered his head again at some point, drew a big "D" on that page, and prevaricated, "I'll know then."

I jumped up from the chair in such a gaffe, is it all right?

Rong Jiu instinctively felt that something was wrong.But there was no time to think about it, because the rest time was over.Snape put the paper aside and picked up his wand again: "I just used a spell, 'Shen Feng Wu Ying'..."

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After getting on the right track, the days passed very quickly, and everything went smoothly.

Except for Hagrid's Care of Fantastic Creatures class.This week, he brought Flobber caterpillars. This creature looks disgusting, and Rong Jiu has goosebumps all the time.The dull and boring class made her miss her Wende very much.

Oh - it should be Hagrid's Wind.

By Thursday, Draco's mood had almost reached a bad climax, because Lucius finally wrote back clearly, telling him that Hagrid would not be affected and that he would stay in his position.This made him make frequent mistakes in Potions class, and even Snape's face became gloomy.

Snape was in a bad mood, the Slytherins began to be scolded frequently, and Gryffindor's scores began to plummet.

These two people are the masters who are in a bad mood and don't let others have a good time.

In the afternoon, it was Defense Against the Dark Arts class again.Rong Jiu brought her homework as usual, and planned to write it well during Defense Against the Dark Arts class.Unexpectedly, after 10 minutes of class, there was still no one on the podium, and the noise in the classroom almost knocked off the roof, so noisy that Rong Jiu couldn't write anything, so he simply closed the book: "I'll go to the professor."

"Which professor?"

"Whatever, at least I can deal with things here..." Rong Jiu sighed, "Have a good self-study class, what are these things?"

Draco was speechless for a moment: "This is Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

"It's all the same." Rong Jiu