[Comprehensive British and American] Guide for wizards to eat and wait to die

Valentine's Day came unexpectedly.

Professor Lockhart wore a bright pink robe and filled the Great Hall with pink flowers, claiming it was to ease everyone's tension over the Chamber of Secrets incident.

He even encouraged everyone to learn how to make a love potion from Snape.

Emma glanced at Snape's constipated expression, if any student really dared to try this, he would be poisoned to death by himself, without a doubt.

Lockhart, you are trying to make trouble. . .

"Besides that," Lockhart, the culprit, still feels very good about himself, "I also brought you a little Cupid, the god of love."

A dwarf with golden wings and a harp immediately appeared in everyone's sight.

Emma felt that if this was Cupid himself, she would rather be single for the rest of her life than be shot by him. . .

"Mr. Cupid will deliver a message of love to everyone in the school, so students, happy Valentine's Day~"

Well, even though she is single, she has to admit that she likes this kind of happy atmosphere very much.

Like Harry tripping over "Cupid" just for him to listen to a message from Ginny on the soundtrack.

Although she had met Ginny several times, every time the little girl greeted them timidly.It's not like someone who can write such a bold and unrestrained love letter. . .

young love~

Emma shook her head, she should hurry back to the dormitory and hide. Although she has not found anyone who is in love with her, what if there is a young lady who is as shy and bold as Ginny?

"Hello!" Young Master Malfoy came from the bottom of the stairs.

Emma wanted to ignore him, but she suddenly remembered that she had just broken the bridge of his nose last week, so. . .

She forced a sweet smile: "Malfoy?"

"Uh...I..." Malfoy had a disturbed expression on his face, "I, want to give you this..."

Emma took the beautifully packaged small box Malfoy handed over with trembling hands.

Could it be that Young Master Ma was treating her. . .

Emma felt that she was not so nervous when facing Snape.

"Malfoy, this is..."

"Don't get me wrong!" Young Master Malfoy blushed, "It's just that my father said that I should be more polite to ladies, and I should give you an apology gift, so..."

Emma didn't know what she should say at this moment, so she just froze in place.

Malfoy stretched out his hand suddenly, looking a little annoyed: "If you don't want to take it, give it back to me, if it wasn't for my father..."

"I accept it." Emma smiled and stuffed the box into her bag. No matter what purpose Master Ma's father had for him to reconcile with her, it would not be a bad thing to get Master Ma's temporary friendship.

"So we're reconciled now?" Malfoy held out his hand to Emma.

"certainly"

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Emma walked back to the dormitory in a good mood.

It's not too lonely to receive a gift from Master Ma on Valentine's Day this year, it's great~

"Emma Lyon!"

She heard an unpleasant voice, but she knew it came from the "Cupid".

Then Emma turned and saw that the dwarf was pointing a smoking bow at her.

what the. . .

Emma's body reacted before consciousness.

She started running for her life.

She ran and thought.

Shouldn't she just duck into a room right now and shut him out?good idea!

Emma decided to turn the corner and enter the first door she saw, but at this moment she suddenly saw an unexpected person.

Emma shouted excitedly: "Professor..."

Even Snape's aura of keeping strangers away can scare off Cupid~

However, the reality is always cruel, and everything came to an abrupt end before she could explain the situation clearly.

Which little 丨 forceful bastard is littering in the hallway! ! !

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Valentine's Day!It's Valentine's Day again!

Is Merlin using this to stimulate all single wizards, and then promote the birth rate growth of the poor wizarding world that has always been small?

Snape snorted coldly, meaningless.

But to his surprise, Lockhart's idiot turned out to be the most troublesome person in the whole festival.He donned a ridiculous pink robe and turned the entire auditorium a dreamy pink.The most absurd thing is that he also found those dwarfs with golden wings.

Also, the selection of the most beautiful smile does not value intelligence.

Snape hurried back to the cellar after class, he had had enough of this hormonal environment.Why couldn't they be as self-disciplined as he was in his school days?

Snape watched with satisfaction as the students fled in panic before him.

As long as he patrols Hogwarts with this serious expression, there will always be some unexpected gains.He vaguely remembered that his highest record was scaring five students to tears.

Now the psychological quality of the students is really not as good as the previous one.

However, when he saw the students in front of him suddenly give way in an orderly manner, he knew that something bad was going to happen.

It wasn't often that he had a hunch of this sort of thing, but the few times he did, it was right on point.

He knew he should dodge quickly but it all happened so fast that he only had time to see Emma Lyon's flowing brown hair.

The big thing is not good!

As a double agent, he has always prided himself on his ability to calm down quickly in any situation.However, he had to admit that Emma Lyon's behavior last time had really cast a shadow over him, so much so that he now felt a little terrified.

On a scale of 0 to 10, it would be about 2.

Well, 3.

God, she's coming, 5!

He didn't have a leg to get away when Emma was about to jump in front of her, but he estimated the speed of her fall and her height, and knew that there was no chance of her grabbing his belt again.

Snape breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately he moved quickly, otherwise it would be hard to tell if her hand caught something else this time. . .

He had also been an agile man.

until he was shot in the knee by an arrow.

It's not a metaphorical shot, it's a real shot.

The keen sense of smell honed from dealing with potions for many years told him that the consequences of being hit by an arrow this time were serious.