[hp] warm as jade

Draco and Rong Jiu came to the auditorium, had a simple dinner, and put their things back in the dormitory. The time was almost up, so the two of them walked to Snape's office together.

"Do you think this is a legend?" Draco actually had a happy face, "The two Slytherin prefects were both locked up on the first day of school, or were they sent by their dean... this should be Is there no one before or after?"

Rong Jiu said listlessly: "You seem to think that confinement is a very happy thing?"

"Having fun while suffering." Draco thought about it very much, "It's you, you can see the professor, why do you look so unhappy?"

"Because we must have made him very angry because of confinement." She cried sadly, "How can something that can make him angry make me happy?"

Draco didn't realize that he was the culprit, and said righteously: "Yeah, so don't make him angry in the future."

While talking, the two had already reached the door of the office, Draco knocked on the door, and after getting permission, pushed the door and walked in.

"Good evening, Professor," they greeted.

Snape was sitting behind a desk with piles of papers on it.

"I remember warning the two Malfoys not to try to deceive the professor again and again, but the two of you didn't seem to take it seriously." Snape said without looking up, "Maybe I have to ask Mr. Malfoy to make up for him again." paper?"

"Professor..." Draco weakly tried to argue, but was interrupted mercilessly.

"When will Mr. Malfoy be willing to use his brain?" Snape finally raised his head and looked at Draco mockingly, "I guess Miss Malfoy must have told you to get the paper and copy it over again." Right? But you seem to think the same trick can be done twice, so you don't take it to heart."

Draco and Rong Jiu looked at each other, and they both saw the astonishment on the other's face.

"I don't object to my students playing some tricks, but the premise is that they are smart enough." Snape sneered, "And it is obvious that the two of you are very stupid this time, one is too arrogant, and the other is obviously not Not really knowing your fellow man."

"Go and clean the dungeon, Mr. Malfoy." Snape ordered, "Get the cleaning tools from Mr. Filch, no magic is allowed, even the table legs must be wiped clean... Otherwise, Hogwarts With so many classrooms, you can always learn how to clean them thoroughly."

Such a big underground classroom... Draco's facial features were all wrinkled, but he didn't dare to resist, and said with a mournful face, "Yes, Professor."

"As for you, Miss Malfoy." Snape's eyes fell on Rong Jiu, who had downcast eyes and an honest face, "Take care of all these potion ingredients."

He had a pile of materials on hand, including daisy roots, figs, beetle eyes, toad galls, and the like that they had seen before, and some that they had never seen at all.There is a piece of paper in front of them, densely written on the treatment methods and precautions.

"It's not fair, Professor!" Draco exclaimed suddenly.

Not to mention the workload, he is a young master of a wealthy family of wizards, and he has never even cleaned his own room, let alone cleaned the classroom without magic; and Rong Jiu's potion studies are excellent, and he can deal with these things It is not an exaggeration to say that it is easy to grasp.It is also in confinement, why is there such a big difference?

"Fair?" Snape repeated, his dark eyes narrowed, "Perhaps you remember why you were locked up? Besides, Miss Malfoy is a girl who does light work... what is the problem?"

Draco was speechless.

"After I go back, I'll add another essay on my experience in cleaning the classroom." Snape sneered, "It's handed in with homework on Thursday."

Draco muttered: "Isn't it just thinking about the world of two people, what you said is so fair..."

Rong Jiu immediately raised her head as if she had been stung, just in time to meet Snape's eyes, then quickly turned away, but her face blushed involuntarily.

"Fifteen inches long," Snape added.

Draco glared at Rong Jiu angrily, and went out dejectedly.

"The materials are all there." Snape's voice seemed to soften a bit, but it might be her delusion.He waved his wand, and a soft chair appeared behind her, "If there is anything you don't understand, don't make up your own mind to deal with it."

"Okay, professor." Rong Jiu sat down, dragged the daisy root, took the knife, and began to cut carefully.

The office was very quiet for a while, except for cutting roots and turning pages, even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

Rong Jiu quickly took care of them, and started to take the figs, ready to peel them.This matter doesn't need to be too elaborate, and she will have time to think wildly.After peeling off seven or eight, she mustered up her courage and raised her head: "Uh, professor, I have a question..."

Snape snorted, indicating that he was listening.

"It's...that, how did you tell?" She whispered.

Snape raised his head, took out two papers from a pile of papers beside him, and let them float in front of Rong Jiu's eyes.She browsed through the above content, it was their homework in the lower grades, the words of the two papers were very similar, but she knew that one of them was written by her, and the other was written by Draco.

"If I don't know that I wrote this article, I really can't see it..." Rong Jiu commented hesitantly.

"When you write horizontally, the two sides are solid and the middle is empty." Snape glanced at her in distaste. "It's obvious as long as you pay attention... This is the habit you left behind when writing Chinese, isn't it? This should be Chinese calligraphy specialty."

Rong Jiu was taken aback for a moment, then turned back and looked at it carefully.Sure enough, if you look carefully, the difference is still very obvious.

"Wow, professor, you know this." She exclaimed, "but... how do you study these things?"

Snape paused as he flipped through the paper.

"Look around," he said.

Rong Jiu suddenly lowered her head and began to concentrate on peeling the figs.Because if she didn't, she was afraid that her irrepressible smile would offend the professor.

The office fell into silence again.

The candlelight was flickering slightly, jumping from time to time, making a "cracking" sound, adding a little color to the two people who were quietly dealing with the things in their hands.The gloomy office on weekdays seems to be much warmer under the candlelight, filled with an atmosphere of tranquility.

When Rong Jiu finished processing the material, it was already two hours later.She glanced at Snape and asked cautiously, "Professor, is my confinement tomorrow... the same time?"

Snape gave a low "Yes".

"What about after that? I mean, that, every semester night before..." Rong Jiu hesitated, "Will this semester continue?"

Snape looked up.

"I don't think you will have so much time this year, after all, you will be given a lot of homework and need a lot of time to complete and, review." He said softly.

Resting her chin, Rong Jiu began to think about how to get herself some confinement for fun without angering the professor.Like... blowing up the cauldron?Or write a few more papers for Draco?

Well, this idea seems to be quite good, the risk is small, the only problem is that Draco may not be willing to cooperate.

Or, she refused to hand in the homework to try?

Snape pursed his lips unhappily.When he saw this expression on Rong Jiu's face, it usually meant that nothing good happened.Combined with the context, it is easy to guess that this girl must be planning how to get herself a few more confinements, so that she can come here to mess around in the open at night.

Thinking of this, he was a little dumbfounded.Where did it go wrong?Why is it that this girl, whom other students shy away from - including himself, of course - is keen to get close to her?

"But you can bring your papers and books here." He sighed silently, and compromised, "If you can finish your homework before the curfew, we may be able to spare some time to hone your personal abilities."

"Thank you, Professor!" Rong Jiu cheered up quickly, because she had just thought about throwing two Weasley fireworks into anyone's cauldron in class, preferably in a subtle manner but just enough for the professor to see , but this seems to be a bit difficult, it is easy to accidentally injure others, and it may make the professor angry...

"If there are no other questions, you can go back to your dorm," Snape said.

"Well, professor, um... you won't treat your clothes with a new one, will you?" Rong Jiu basically didn't follow his script, and asked a new question cautiously, "Am I Say, you can give it to me."

"Hogwarts has house-elves." Snape looked at her blankly, but it was a side-by-side answer that he would not deal with himself by cleaning up again.

"I'm not as cute as an elf." Rong Jiu said sincerely, "Professor, really don't think about it, I'm also doing it during the holidays."

Snape twitched the corner of his mouth.

"If you get straight A's in your OWLs, it proves that you can indeed handle your course work flawlessly."

"But that stupid exam won't be taken until next year! A whole year!" Rong Jiu protested immediately, "This is too long!"

"Or, should I just reject your unreasonable request?" Snape raised his eyebrows.

"Where is it unreasonable... At most it is too much." Rong Jiu muttered in a low voice, but she really didn't dare to continue negotiating terms.

But Snape stood up, turned around from behind the desk, stood in front of her, and looked down at her: "I don't think there is any need to fight for these things."

Rong Jiu lowered her head and muttered even softer: "But if it wasn't like this, I don't know what to do to prove that I'm actually different from other people."

How uneasy.

Like Draco and Pansy, sticking together every day.They often engage in intimate gestures such as holding hands, hugging, and kissing.They often whispered intimately, and on every rest day, they would leave others alone and go to some places alone, such as Mrs. Puddiffe's Tea House, to enjoy their two worlds.Draco would condone Pansy's childish behavior, like bending over and lowering his head when she tried to put earrings on him while commenting in disgust on how childish and gimmicky they were, so she could reach them more easily His ears; for example, at dinner, Pansy deliberately put something related to pumpkins in his mouth, and he would swear and eat it, and then tapped Pansy's head lightly as a warning.Others could tell at a glance that there was an unusual atmosphere between these two people.

Of course, there is no exactly the same relationship in the world, not to mention the professor has such an identity and character, both of them are burdened with heavy shackles.She didn't expect the professor to be like Draco, after all, it would be terrible if he did.

But she also hopes to be closer to the professor, such as taking over the professor's home during the holidays; or having some intimate contact after returning to school.

She also knew that it was too much, but she couldn't control herself.

She thought dejectedly that the professor must also think she was too much.

Why can't I restrain my greed even though I have warned myself so many times?

Then, his head sank.

Snape reached out and stroked her long hair.

"You are different, you don't need to prove it." He said as softly as possible, "Don't think about it, you have to learn to trust me, and... trust yourself, Jiu."

If you believe that you are different, that you are the only one out of so many who want to be close to me and can be close to me, you will not be so restless in seeking to appear different.

Rong Jiu felt a little hot in his eye sockets, as if something was brewing there.

She was really, really ignorant.Fortunately, the professor didn't blame her.

She rubbed her nose, forced a smile with difficulty, and said in a nasal voice, "Thank you, Professor."

The author has something to say:

Adding the fifth day - 0 - there are two more days.

I am designing how to let the person who should receive the bento receive the bento...