[hp] warm as jade

Brief silence.

One put his hands on his knees, lowered his head and panted; the other maintained the posture of holding the wand, the expression on his face was frozen at the moment when the spell was broken.

After a while, Snape slowly withdrew his wand: "It's terrible."

Rong Jiu rubbed her temples, as if she didn't hear his comment.

"One more review about tonight's content." Snape said coldly, "I'll see it tomorrow night."

"Yes, professor." Rong Jiu replied weakly.

Snape glanced at Rong Jiu, and then moved away immediately.After turning back to the desk, sat down, picked up a paper and began to read it, saying, "That's it."

"Good night, Professor." Rong Jiu said, and then shuffled out.

The moment the door closed, one raised his head and frowned; the other slid against the wall and fell to the ground, exhausted.

like him?That Malfoy kid was ridiculous!Snape thought angrily, it seems that there is less homework assigned to these children, so that they have such leisure to do such things.

Regret that you have less homework?It doesn't matter, he is a very understanding professor!

One generation is not as good as one generation.Back then, Lucius was already a little fox at a young age. He had decided to join the Dark Lord's camp at that time, but he still had a close relationship with everyone in every college like a family, even though he was full of arrogance. , but no one did not praise: This is the aristocratic demeanor.Later, these popularity made a great contribution to the stability of Malfoy's family, and people have to sigh for Lucius' tact and thoughtfulness.

Look at his son again, he is smart, but he doesn't let himself be wronged, he is young and energetic; his so-called daughter is a fast learner, but is almost an idiot in other aspects, just like a husky, with strong fighting power, and other reasons burden.Obviously sensitive enough to be able to perceive the emotions of the people around him, but he doesn't know how to use them at all, messing up his interpersonal relationship, and self-righteously teaching Draco to be a human being?

And Lily back then...

The lights in the office were all turned off at some point, only some faint light came from various materials and utensils, and the man could vaguely see the man holding his eyebrows with one hand and his eyes closed.

A long sigh.

Besides, Rong Jiu returned to the common room in a daze, ignored a group of friends, walked straight back to the dormitory, changed her clothes, washed up like sleepwalking, and then lay back on the bed, motionless, as if she had quickly fallen asleep .

A few minutes later, the bedroom door was quietly opened, and a ray of light came in from the outside.Pansy walked in lightly and whispered, "Jiu? Are you asleep?"

Rong Jiu didn't answer.

After a while, the door was gently closed, and then the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

Rong Jiu opened his eyes and stared at the curtain above his head.

It's all Draco's fault, who suddenly opened up such a strange brain hole, which made her uneasy, but when the professor saw it, she was ashamed and shamed right in front of her eyes.

How could it be possible to like him?

Let's teach this person, as a professor, it is very admirable.With courage, background, and persistence, he seems to be able to do everything, covering all fields.

But as a man, that's not enough at all.The first is his personal image, that greasy black hair, that old face... Well, his face is a little sallow and his expression is a little serious, which is not attractive to girls at all, let alone his huge nose and mouth. The row of jagged teeth that can be exposed.

Not to mention that awkward temper, in the first grade, he made medicine for Rong Jiu, and then told her that it was because he thought she was stupid, and if she got better and missed the potion class, she would not be able to keep up with the progress; It was full of injuries, and while mocking her for her incompetence, she still gave her the potion to heal her injuries.He never expresses kindness through his words, not only that, but also uses vicious language as much as possible to cover up his kindness.

What's there to like?

So it was Draco who disturbed her thoughts before, which made her so embarrassed.

While trying hard to brainwash herself, Rong Jiu closed her eyes with peace of mind.Sleep for a while, she will have to get up later to catch up with the thesis assigned by the professor, and she can't let the professor down.

What was supposed to cause waves between the two of them just passed away so plainly through their joint efforts and ignorance.

But whether it is really overturned or not, only they will know.

Time is always fast and inadvertent, until the scenery outside the window is covered with snow and the Christmas tree is dragged into the castle, everyone realizes that Christmas is here.

"So sorry for the homeless," Draco said loudly.No doubt he was speaking to the Gryffindor table, as he had just seen Harry sign the Christmas detention list.

The Slytherins laughed, and some even stared at Harry with a malicious gleam in their eyes.

"Our Draco is always so sympathetic," Pansy said tenderly, "after all, those whose parents both died... are really worthy of pity."

Another burst of laughter broke out at the table.

"Shut up, Parkinson," Hermione snapped back viciously.

"Shut up, Mudblood." Draco leaned lazily on the edge of the table, as if he understood his own advantages, and brushed the broken hair on his forehead casually, causing gasps, "Mind your own business Well, it's not your turn to tell Slytherin what to do."

Hermione stood up, rather condescending, and said coldly: "Then watch your own mouths first."

"Why are you?" Draco still looked lazy, with his legs up, a leisurely look, and a frivolous tone, as if he was in a sunny garden, talking about last night to his intimate female companion In the darkness of the night, but the words that came out were completely different, "Oh, just because of your dirty blood? Poor personality? Or... the intimacy with the Boy Who Lived and that nest of red-haired mice? "

As his last word fell, there was a loud crash on the Gryffindor table - Harry and Ron stood up from their seats, but Ron accidentally bumped into the leg of the table and fell back in pain He took a step, tripped over the chair behind him, and fell backwards with the stool.But no one cared about him anymore.Hermione had drawn out her wand and pointed it straight at Draco, the tip of her wand trembling slightly.Harry and the Weasley twins were behind her, and although they didn't draw their wands, the meaning was already obvious.The smell of gunpowder filled the auditorium.

But the people of Slytherin are completely unconscious, and they still do what they should do.A few seconds later, a black figure quietly appeared aside, its dark eyes swept over the two groups of people.

"Five points from Gryffindor." Snape said contemptuously. "Pointing a wand at a classmate, Miss Granger's brain can't even hold the school rules. Heh... Gryffindor's know-it-all."

"Sir, but it was Malfoy who provoked first," Harry tried to defend himself, "Malfoy's words were too much, and Hermione was furious."

Snape's face turned to Draco, disgusted, just like he had faced the Gryffindors countless times.For those two seconds, the Gryffindors almost thought that Snape had listened to Harry's excuses, and Draco's conscience was about to punish him.But soon, the cruel reality slapped them hard on the face: "Sit down, Mr. Malfoy. This is the auditorium, not Malfoy Manor."

"Yes, sir." Draco replied in a drawn-out voice, putting his legs back slowly, whistled provocatively, then turned around, no longer looking at the group of grey-faced Gryffindors, left and right After looking around, he wondered, "Where is Jiu?"

"She's in the kitchen, looking like she's tinkering with something new." Pansy giggled. "She said she was preparing Christmas presents."

"Oh, is this year's gift food again?" Theodore heard the words and looked forward to it.When they had a normal relationship before, he could only watch Draco eating all kinds of exquisite snacks that they had seen or not seen in front of everyone.Sometimes when Rong Jiu is in a better mood, he will make a lot to share with everyone, but he knows that there is always a small portion that she made with special care for Draco and Pansy.What they ate was what she had taught the house-elves to make.

Rong Jiu made it himself, he has never eaten it once, so thinking about it, he is looking forward to it.

As a result, Pansy laughed again, a little more silly this time, and even Draco couldn't stand it anymore: "What's wrong with you?"

"I saw her dig some mustard and peppers out of her own box." Pansy leaned close to Draco's ear and whispered, seeing that Draco was still a little unresponsive, she added, " Do you remember the dark sandwich from last time?"

Draco's face turned green in an instant.

Other people's sandwiches include eggs, bacon, and lettuce... Well, Rong Jiu's is the same, but she deliberately added thick mustard and dried chilies to it.Facing Draco who was completely unaware, she said seriously: "This is a very famous dish in our family. Although it looks similar to the sandwiches here, it is completely different. If you don't believe me, try it." taste?"

At that time, Draco was still an innocent young lady, he believed deeply in what Rong Jiu said with such a righteous expression, and took a big bite.

That was probably the greatest misery in Draco's previously smooth life.

Recalling such memories, Draco's tongue became numb again, his nose was sore, and he said with difficulty: "This time... who is she going to give it to?"

Pan Xi looked around to make sure that the professor had reached the other end of the auditorium, and then said cautiously, "It seems to be for the professor."

"Well, good idea." Draco nodded, "The way she expresses her liking is really special."

"Are you sure you really like it?" Pansy hesitated, "Basically, she spends two or three nights a week writing all kinds of papers assigned by the professor, gnashing her teeth, and even becomes a professor's villain who goes up every day Acupuncture... Besides, what is there to like about the professor's appearance and personality?"

Draco shrugged. "Not sure. Never mind."

Since it is the last week before the holiday, the teacher will not make life difficult for the students.All the people seem to be very laid-back. You can always see laughing students and all kinds of strange-shaped snowmen on the snow.Of course the Weasley brothers are the best among them. They disguised themselves as snowmen with magic, and then jumped out of them when someone approached, with a firework with different effects, and many people were frightened. Climbing away from them, the onlookers laughed.The whole castle is surrounded by a relaxed and happy atmosphere,

So, when it was time to board the Hogwarts Express, everyone was in good spirits.Everyone—except Rong Jiu.

"Her suitcase is filled with all kinds of books." Pan Xi whispered, because Rong Jiu had already fallen asleep leaning on her shoulder, and the thick dark circles under her eyes were accusing the master of his ignorance , "She's been up for three all-nighters, and it looks like she still has a dozen papers to write for Christmas."

"How did she teach it?" Blaise asked casually out of habit.Basically everyone knew that Rong Jiu must have done something to offend the professor for being so miserable, and she must have done it herself.

Draco sneered, "She wants to pick on the professor."

Theodore raised his head: "What?"

Draco glanced at Theodore casually, but didn't answer.

"What do you mean by that sentence?" Theodore didn't let it go, and raised his voice slightly.

Rong Jiu moved uncomfortably on Pan Xi's shoulder and snorted.Draco gave Theodore a warning look and made a silent gesture.

During the rest of the trip, none of them spoke.Pansy was looking at a book quietly; Draco was fiddling with the gadgets in his hands, and looked up at Rong Jiu and Pansy from time to time, and saw that one was reading a book normally without any signs of fatigue, and the other was sleeping It was very sweet, and there seemed to be a little light in the corner of his mouth, he hooked the corner of his mouth, and continued to play with the things in his hands; Blaise leaned against the window, admiring the scenery along the way; while Theodore kept staring at Rong Jiu, his face was not very good, I don’t know What are you thinking.

When they arrived at the station, Pan Xi woke Rong Jiu up.The latter seemed to be still in a dream, and followed him out of the car in a daze. He almost followed the Parkinsons away, and was thrown back into his car by Draco with his collar.

"What's wrong with her?" Narcissa whispered to her precious son.

Draco shrugged. "She stayed up three all nights writing her thesis."

Lucius looked at his son and commented, "You look quite energetic."

"I didn't stay up three nights, Dad," Draco replied, "It's her own homework."

Narcissa was a little surprised: "What did she do again? Let Severus hit him so hard?"

"Go to hell." Draco's mouth twitched.It seems that not only the students of Slytherin, but even the parents of the students have heard about this guy who keeps testing Professor Snape's bottom line.

No one is sure whether Rong Jiu likes the professor, so Draco doesn't plan to say anything to his mother. After all, she has a very good relationship with his mother now, so good that his own son is a little jealous.If she needs help, she will ask her mother herself.

As for Theodore... Draco himself grew up in a home full of beauties. Every scene and everything in Malfoy Manor has been carefully crafted. If you look carefully, you can even see the belongings in every corner It's elegant, and a boy like Nott who looks thin and even a bit down-and-out will naturally not meet Draco's aesthetics, let alone Nott's family is crushed by the Malfoy family.

It's fine if they hang out together, but this kind of people dare to miss the Malfoy family, it's just a daydream.

As for whether Rong Jiu likes the professor, does it matter?Just let that kid get out of trouble.

As Draco thought about it, he told Narcissa what had happened at school this semester, and Theodore was quickly forgotten by him.

The author has something to say:

I thought about it seriously, as if I had really been a little scared, just thinking that she would have such a reaction, but this process was not handled well, it was a bit too abrupt.Sure enough, I still have too little experience, thank you for your opinions and guidance>

Because it’s the first time I’m writing fanfiction, I always think about JK’s frame, and then I’m a little powerless when dealing with the characters and elements I added, and often times I can’t express what I want to express very well.Please continue to make more suggestions, I will read them carefully, and then modify my writing and thinking according to your suggestions.After I think about it, I will modify the previous two chapters. At that time, interested friends can go back and have a look, and then give me some pointers.

thank you all!

This part can be regarded as a small foreshadowing... Then enter the main line, ready to welcome the Dark Lord back... Oh no, he is back.