[HP] Don't talk to me

Snape has been a little annoyed lately.

In his class, students from the four houses of Hogwarts always have four different styles of performance.

Slytherin is passionate, Gryffindor is ready to move, Hufflepuff is fearful, and Ravenclaw is unscrupulous.

Snape felt that Ravenclaw's freshmen in the past two years were really not as good as one class.In the new batch of students, there are a few naughty students who like to make troubles, making themselves restless.Every time he drank tea as usual at noon, what he read the most were the self-criticism and apology letters of Ravenclaw students.

Among them, there is a girl who attracts the most attention.

I still remember the first time the two confronted each other in a Potion Theory class.He was talking vigorously, and there was no sound in the classroom.No matter whether he listened carefully to the class or not, no one dared to make any noise in his class. This was what he was most satisfied with.

Suddenly, he heard someone chuckle softly.

In a dull class, there was such an abrupt sound that no one could ignore it.For a moment, everyone's eyes quietly turned to the last row in the classroom.

Snape took a step, dragging his black robe briskly towards the end of the classroom.

The person who made the sound had already raised his head. It was a girl with long blond hair, blue eyes and fair complexion.

She held a book in her hand, but it was not a teaching material.Snape was approaching, but she didn't change her expression, she just looked straight at him with bright eyes.

"What is this?" Snape stretched out his hand towards the girl, intending to make her hand over the book voluntarily.

"Comic book, "Goblin Adventure"." The girl was very honest, and her posture was not twitchy.

"Give it to me." Snape moved his thin lips, sternly and without emotion.

"This is mine." The girl frowned, then bent her mouth again, and a smile emerged.

Her smile is very sunny, making people feel that there is no impurity at all just by looking at it, "It's very funny, it's very beautiful."

Snape took a deep breath, pointed his wand at the girl in disgust, and whispered a spell.

Immediately the book was jerked out of the girl's tightly clenched hand, and flew swiftly into Snape's hands.

Whispers came from the whole hall one after another.Snape spent about five seconds in the classroom time which was half silent and half latent commotion, flipping through a few pages of the comic that seemed meaningless to him, then threw the book to the end of the classroom next to the trash can.

"Stay after class," he said.

The girl froze for a moment, and blushed thoroughly. Snape felt that his deterrence had worked, and the girl might be about to cry.For such a child, let her cry a few more times to know what can and cannot be done in class.

Satisfied, he was ready to turn back to the podium.Unexpectedly, the girl got up with a blushing face, walked a few steps to the trash can, and picked up the comic.Snape watched in amazement as she wiped the cover of the book, then walked back to him with the book in her arms.Facing him, he raised his middle finger.The girl's thin and tall figure just reached his chest, and she stared at him with her head raised, showing no stage fright at all.

"Professor Snape, I'm sorry to tell you—your class is the most boring class I've ever had." Her voice was clear and firm, like a thunderclap.

Snape naturally punished the girl's confinement, and then naturally knew her name - Ta Effa.

Tal Effah added a lot of trouble to Snape. To be honest, in the years of his teaching, he had never met a girl who looked like an angel on the outside but a devil on the inside.Her ingenuity is also remarkable in the talented Ravenclaw House.Yet she never seemed to put this ingenuity seriously into her studies, not just in his class, where she read comic books with aplomb.In the transfiguration class, it was said that before the lesson of insect transfiguration, she could transform herself into a moth and fly straight to the ceiling, ignoring Professor McGonagall's greeting.And the herbal medicine class taught by Professor Sprout is even worse.She slipped from the first greenhouse to the third greenhouse several times, trampling down several of the most ferocious mandrakes.

It was obvious that she had only been in Hogwarts for two months, and she had already become a well-known problem student in the whole school.

Before Snape stepped into the confinement room, he had prepared many cold and ironic words, and these words were all swallowed at the moment he saw Tal Effah.

He saw her giggling and talking to Peeves under the empty wall next to the bookshelf in the brig.Hearing the footsteps, Peeves turned around to look at Snape, and couldn't hide the corners of his mouth from laughing so loudly that he rushed to the ceiling, and then accompanied by a burst of joyous laughter, flashed out room.

Ta Effa turned around, and although the smile was not obvious, it couldn't be concealed on his face.She stood against the wall, looked up at Snape sideways, blinked and blinked, as if testing the other's reaction.

Snape walked over without knowing why, and then saw a scene that he will never forget.

A simple but not clumsy stick figure was drawn with black ink on the empty wall, with only a few strokes but vivid images.It was a man in a black robe, holding a magic wand in his hand, and a potion bottle in the other hand. It was undoubtedly clear at a glance what the author meant—it wasn’t him, but he could who is it?

What made him tremble was that the lower body of the villain was actually drawn by the author as an image without pants, not only without pants, but also revealing a part that should not be casually fucked in front of the public—not only showing That part was drawn, and that part was deliberately drawn very small, obviously less than one-third the size of a normal person—if the author had really seen the size of a normal person.

Snape was stunned for a full 3 minutes, his eyes fixed on the painting, almost motionless.

He was completely shocked.