When rr was surprised by the news brought by Zhang Qiu, r was surrounded by a group of people and remained indifferent. He twitched the corners of his mouth and cursed several times in his mind about what he wanted to do.
Apprentice is a word that is not very ancient but is very rare in RS. All professors will teach their students everything they have to say. However, this term of apprentice rarely appears because professors rarely show preference to any one student.
R can be said to be SNP's apprentice, but before that, they were godfather and son, which made SNP's teachings a matter of course.
n, damn n, damn it’s always n, why can’t n stay away from his life?
"Professor N likes you." Bs gathered around him, looking a little envious. He stroked his chin thoughtfully, "I like you very much. I thought he didn't like you."
"He just doesn't like me." R threw the parchment aside and sat on the best sofa in the SRN lounge, grinding his teeth. "He just wants to change." Way to torment me."
"That's not necessarily true," a girl said. "I heard that he also found a good friend of yours at the same time. I heard about it when I went to Professor Flitwick's to hand in my homework. It was Qiu Chang who notified the PR."
r couldn't help but feel a toothache and shock.
But even so, he still showed no emotion about it: "It seems that he prefers to teach two students at once."
"Professor n seems to like you." n deliberately told him, "but I believe he prefers you. How much he cares about your every move every time he comes to class!" Some people next to him laughed, because Last semester, n committed to finding fault with r in every class, as if he was full of mistakes.
r glanced over, and those who were laughing immediately shut up.
"You probably don't understand the situation," r picked up the parchment and shook it lightly, "Although I don't like n, I have to say that he is a qualified professor at least," he paused intentionally before saying, "It says that as long as I accept his instruction on time every time, I don't have to take that idiot's Defense Against the Dark Arts class."
srn is always better informed. The first years to take the Defense Against the Dark Arts course are always the first years, and the feedback from the first years on this course is not very good.
It is very shameful to waste time and energy. If someone says that by signing up to be an apprentice of n, you can avoid taking the class of r, then I guess there are many people in srn who are willing to sign up.
"n and r," pns said with disgust, "I can't tell which is worse. n is most likely a mudblood, r, not to mention that he trains people like you every day as an apprentice. Do you really want to be? He also What qualifications do you have to ask you to learn from him?"
"He is our new dean," r seemed to carelessly pick up a cup of tea from the side, stirred it with a delicate small spoon, and melted the top layer of cream foam, "don't forget this, pns."
"Our dean can only be Professor SNP," N immediately retorted sharply, "This mudblood from nowhere," he snorted, "we will not recognize him as our new dean. Speaking of which, , isn’t Professor SNP your godfather? Is this your attitude? "
"Whether or not he is our dean, he will be my godfather. He has always been," r replied lightly, "so whether he is our dean, the person he prefers will not be you, n why are you so eager to What about stepping on someone stronger than you?"
How could n not hear what he said? He was so angry that he almost scratched the satin fabric of the sofa under his hands. However, he had made some progress after all. No real experience told him that he had fallen behind. If an arrogant person talks to you, he will fall into more verbal traps.
"Speaking of which, what does it matter whether n is a mudblood or not?" R said with lowered eyes, "Do you know how strong he is? I once saw him kill a dementor with my own eyes."
Kill a dementor.
The students surrounding him began to talk about killing a dementor?
"Are you sure, r!" pns was far away, trimming her nails, as if this topic would make her dirty, but at this moment her mouth was open, which was against her usual behavior Aristocratically, "Kill a dementor! It's impossible!"
It is common knowledge among all wizards that dementors cannot be killed. They can only drive them away and disperse them. There is no unknown way to kill them. If there is, it must be some unknown and profound magic.
"I saw this with my own eyes." R said.
"This is impossible, there are no Dementors in RS," one student said.
"No, it happened before, have you forgotten?" bs said, "When b escaped from Azkaban, there were indeed Aurors stationed here with a small number of dementors, but NNSNB's control is very strict, and we are indeed all I haven’t seen them very often. Is it that batch, r.”
"How do I know?" r pretended to be very relaxed, "I was just a witness. A dementor accidentally broke into the Forbidden Forest and was easily killed by him."
What actually happened was that n casually captured a dementor and asked him to practice the Patronus Charm from a distance. He was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat, tears streaming down his face, and still couldn't cast the Patronus Charm. , the dementor was dealt with lightly by N after sighing, and was killed as if it were dealing with garbage.
rI originally wanted to yell at him as a madman. Do you feel uncomfortable if you don't read my jokes for a day? But after seeing what happened to that dementor, I no longer dare to curse casually.
The dispersed black mist no longer gathered or moved. It turned into a pile of ashes and was poured into the trash can.
That Dementor truly met his death.
"Have any of you seen Professor N's cabinet?" From a distance, a question came from the SRN crowd of fifth graders and above sitting on the other side.
"What's in his cabinet?" someone asked.
"All the precious materials you can think of." The senior said, "I even saw dragon eggs."
r's eyes lit up, and ecstasy flashed across his face.
Dragon eggs! Why has he never seen n there!
"But I couldn't see the dragon egg the next day," the senior continued. "I tried asking, and the professor said he sent it to a dragon training base in Romania."
r was immediately discouraged and almost dropped the tea cup in his hand to the ground.
A dragon egg! Once so close to him! ! !
He cursed n again eight hundred times in his mind.
"Let me take a look at the date." It was not yet evening, and all the RNs knew about it. A senior sister took the parchment as a notice from the RR's hand, "It starts next week. In other words, you still have to A Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson first. Do you want to agree, rr?"
This is a good question.
rr was surrounded by the seniors in the center, and thought for a while: "I think I have to think about it." After saying that, he swallowed a piece of strawberry cheesecake with great satisfaction, "Won't not taking the Defense Against the Dark Arts class affect my credits? ?”
Although he said very realistic words, he couldn't help but think of that rainy day.
The man came holding an umbrella and disappeared in the rain, as if he came there just to hand an umbrella to his student, and came to RR.
"As long as the teacher of the course agrees, you don't have to worry about your credits at all," Zhang Qiu said. "Professor N must have informed Professor R about this matter in advance. When did you take the Defense Against the Dark Arts class?"
"Tomorrow morning," rr said, "so I think I should take a class first and see before making a decision. I might want to ask r again. His father is a school director. He should know if there is any precedent for such a thing. Can he protect me?" Successfully promoted to third grade without taking a few Defense Against the Dark Arts classes."
The senior students who were sitting next to each other enjoying afternoon tea exchanged some words and made a sound that they had never heard of such a precedent after all.
"In our time, that's not surprising."
At night, when RR put on his pajamas and sat on the bed and held out SR's portrait, the black-haired man said lightly, "The mentor and the apprentice had a very close relationship at that time, which could even surpass the relationship between father and son. All of this It's because the mentor regards the apprentice as his important successor. A good wizard may not necessarily give birth to good heirs, and his secret techniques and research results sometimes cannot be mastered by his heirs. Therefore, it is the best choice to accept an apprentice. Choice. But at the same time, apprentices have obligations to their mentors, so ask your professor what you need to do before agreeing."
"Well, Your Excellency, do you have an apprentice?"
rr thought for a while and asked.
"No." SR said, "None of the four of us have time to teach apprentices. For us, all students are objects that need our teaching and protection. As long as the talents are suitable, our secret methods and our research can be delivered to the students. hands."
"Well, I understand," rr was extremely impressed. It was like to rs, all the students were children who needed his love and care. He could understand the greatness of this, "but, why am I ?”
This is what is strange about rr. Why him?
And that day, when the umbrella was handed to me in the rain, it was difficult for rr to forget how special n was to me. Was that special? Was that umbrella specially given to him? Did that professor come to see him specifically that day?
rr was not sure about this, and finally, with doubts, he said good night to SR and fell asleep. SR naturally returned to the ground from the small portrait, and told RR one thing before leaving.
"Put away the portrait next to me." He demanded. "It won't move. It has no meaning for me to keep it."
Because the portrait belonged to the other party, rr wanted to say something but didn’t know where to start, so he could only agree. But then I thought about it, the more I looked at this kind of thing, the more sad it became. SR wanted to put it away, which was also very difficult. Understandable.
The next day, rr didn't get up very early, so before he stepped into the hall, he was stopped at the door by r.
"Have you received n's notice? You didn't agree immediately!" r looked at him suspiciously, and rr found it baffling.
"I need to think about it," rr said, "although I feel very honored to be favored by a professor."
"You actually feel honored?" r showed a disgusted expression.
At this time, a flash suddenly flashed and they both closed their eyes at the same time. At the same time, they heard a clicking sound, which was obviously the sound of the shutter.
r was almost furious.
"Merlin's beard, what the hell is going on!!! Damn it, who asked you to bring the camera into the school! Who gave you the courage to let you take pictures of me!" He shouted in one direction, with such ferocity that he could Shout a dragon.
rr blinked to eliminate the impact of the flash. He looked in the direction where R was shouting, and saw a very, very thin boy with gray hair standing there. He was holding an old-style Muggle camera in his hand, and his eyes were looking at them as if they were possessed. , face flushed with excitement.
"Hello, rr, I, I, I, I," the boy was a little flustered at first, and his breathing was a little rapid. rr saw that he was almost out of breath, and said warmly: "Don't be anxious, speak slowly."
"Speak slowly? Is this how you tell the person who secretly photographed you? Then how do you tell the person who sneak-attacked you, slow down and don't fall?!" r stared at him in disbelief.
"I, I'm sorry!" the boy said, "I'm, Colin Creevey, I'm, I'm a first-year student at rnr, I didn't mean anything else, I just wanted to take a picture for you. Sorry, I should ask you first! I accidentally pressed the shutter just now!"
"Why do you want to take pictures of us?" rr asked gently.
"This way I can prove that I have met you! And I hope to take a photo with you," he said eagerly. "Everyone says you are a hero. Everyone has told me about your great achievements. You were a baby when you were a baby." You defeated the Dark Lord, you made him disappear, and you still have a scar. Is it really the shape of lightning?" He secretly glanced at rr's forehead, and was a little disappointed when he didn't see the target, "But I am absolutely, I definitely didn’t mean to offend you and your friends! I just couldn’t help it. If you think this is not good, I will destroy the negative of the photo just now!”
rr touched his forehead and felt that he was going to be disappointed. Even if he lifted his bangs, his forehead was as smooth as new, and the scar had completely disappeared for a long time.
"He's not a magical creature," r rolled his eyes, dragging rr to leave. "It's proven that you've seen him before and you say you're not offended. This is an offense!"
"But, I, I also want to ask rr to give me an autograph." He lowered his head and said timidly. He seemed to think that r was too fierce, so he quietly looked at rr and prayed, "I really, really admire you, really You really can’t let me take a photo with you?”
rr sighed silently.
"I don't want you to take a photo with me for this reason." rr tried not to scare this first-year kid. After all, he is a senior, right? "I don't mind taking a photo with a junior, but I don't think so either. I have something that needs to be admired, right? Why don't you greet me nicely and talk to me nicely? Come on, don't look so fierce, r, you are a senior..."
r snorted coldly.
"Look, I'm your classmate, your senior, not a celebrity, and you don't need to find it difficult to take a photo with me," rr said, "but, just because of this, the autographed photo still counts. "
As he was talking, the intoxicated voices of a dozen girls came from afar. rr's heart skipped a beat, and R's face changed, but it was too late.
Like Moses parting the sea, r strode out from the crowd on both sides, his face filled with extraordinary enthusiasm. When he saw rr, his enthusiasm became even more intense.
"Look what I saw!!!" He strode over and patted RR and R on the shoulders with one hand. He sounded familiar and overly friendly as if he were the father of the children, and his smile was as bright as his teeth. Liang, "rr, good morning! I'm glad to see you and your friends standing together so well so early in the morning! Although your families have never been on good terms, I certainly know that there is always great friendship in the world, That can transcend everything, just like the beautiful vampire beauty I once met! Ah, wait a minute, look at this child and the camera. Let me guess, have you encountered the same trouble as me? Are you being pestered by fans?”
"PR wants to send out his autographed photos," N said loudly and proudly as he walked past them, "He thinks he's famous enough to do this, professor!"
The door of the hall was completely blocked, and all eyes were focused here. The sight was like an awl poking at rr, making her feel uncomfortable all over.
He sighed, feeling as if he heard the boy calling N and saying, "Don't let him go, professor," while R was trembling with anger because of the humiliation of being in the spotlight.
And R seemed to think that this was not noticeable enough. He put his arms around RR's neck, which made R shiver even more. He stared at the hand, as if a hole was about to be made, and countless evil curses were taken in his mouth to prepare for it. Cha blurted out, and R hugged his neck again at this time.
"I know that standing in front of people like me will make you feel eclipsed. But you have to know, little sir, you have a very good foundation. Yes, don't be surprised. I can tell that you will definitely become a A man who is as handsome as me and a charming man. So, you can stand with us with peace of mind and enjoy this moment of being spotlighted by the flashlight!" r finished happily and said to him, "Come on, Shuang. Celebrity photos are not available all the time. You can also record the friendship between rr and his friends."
rr was simply amazed to see how shameless this professor was!
"He's finished." Not far away, RN gloated to N, "Looks like he's about to explode."
n shivered and doubted that he would become the punching bag in the new semester.
Then he hesitated for a long time, thought for a while, and said: "But professor, this" He still remembered what rr said. Since rr felt that it was not good to photograph celebrities, how could he just press the shutter like this?
"Come on, there is no need to hesitate, but, rr, this is good, young people do need some humility, but I am here," R even lowered his head and whispered in rr's ear, "You have to know, as long as I am here, I But I will cover it up for you so that no one will know that it was you who wanted to take the autographed photo."
r rolled up his sleeves and began to take out his wand. His teeth began to chatter with anger. It was not his fault. This act of whispering was actually too intimate and looked particularly ambiguous. R's mind immediately flashed through the various American stories he had seen. The level of sordidness in the case had risen from one to seven, and the idea of beating up the professor arose spontaneously, and it was extremely tempting.
At this time, an idea magically flashed in his mind: There should be a teacher qualification examination like the Muggles! This kind of person can actually squeeze out that guy n to become a professor!
rr blushed and took a step aside quietly. At the same time, he took the opportunity to shake his head and press the shutter. A piece of black history was about to be born.
It's embarrassing, it's really embarrassing. The most terrifying thing about this new professor is that he has to drag others to be embarrassed with him.
"Come on, don't be shy, let's take a double photo together, so that your fame will greatly increase because of me." r was still chattering, he looked at rr, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "You should Take off your glasses, rr, you have a pair of beautiful green eyes, if you ask me, if you take them off, your popularity will definitely increase greatly, and you will only be ranked below me."
As he spoke, he actually wanted to reach out and take off rr's glasses. rr was dumbfounded by the professor who didn't think there was anything funny about him at all, and backed away repeatedly.
Then he felt himself being gently pushed aside by a force.
Black suddenly covered R's shiny blond hair, and he himself screamed, like a helpless prey, shouting in panic because it was covered in a sack: "What happened! What happened! Who! Who took away my light!"
The girls exclaimed, and some couldn't help but run forward to help. However, after trying for a while, they found that there was nothing they could do about it.
"It would be great if he was really blind!" r pulled rr and walked away quickly, muttering, "Let's go, let's go!"
rr took a closer look and found that the thing covering r's head, or eating his whole head, was a pure black umbrella. Its entire surface was turned over, with the handle facing up, and he closed it up like a morning glory and ate it. head.
The instigator, the man covered in a cloak, walked over in front of everyone's surprised eyes.
"Idiot." He said softly. No one heard it clearly, but RR heard it clearly.
"Go eat," he said to rr, r, and other onlookers. "Blocking at the door is not the only thing you have to do in the morning."
At the same time, he glanced at R meaningfully, but his eyes swept over RR. When he saw it, he stretched out his hand and clicked on the camera, and the thing immediately emitted black smoke.
"It is forbidden to take random photos in the school. If I see this kind of behavior again, your camera will not only burn the film." He said solemnly, "This is a school, not a newspaper office."
After saying that, he wrapped the black cloak tightly around him again, covering his face tightly, and walked away.
The author has something to say: r Colin Creevey, Harry's little fan, the number one and number two fan of the Harry Club is Ginny.
Ron said in the original book that the two of them could form a Harry fan club together23333
I have finally finished the character design for p these days and can update it! From now on you can update every other day! ! In other words, Thursday is the next update!
ps: I read what a girl in the comment area said about the problem of system collapse. This is indeed a part of my shortcomings. To be honest, I have never written about such a huge system world, and combining Britain and the United States will indeed make it more complicated. How to put it, my current idea is to try to focus on some plots that I understand and can control. And as I said before, I don’t actually know much about Marvel, and the Avengers only have movies. I am familiar with the parts related to mutants, so I may not take action on the plot of the Women's Federation, because I really don't understand it. However, I originally wanted to write about falling in love and living a peaceful life, so if it is not necessary, I The focus will not be on ability. After all, this article cannot write the feeling of an epic blockbuster, such as Sledgehammer and the Second Princess. My original intention of writing it was to write about the love between the two of them! I will not let them go back to their hometown and fight to the death!
What I know better is, actually, but even there are a lot of things that confuse me because of reboots and parallel universes, not to mention Marvel.
Of course, you can continue to make additions to my shortcomings or have suggestions in the comment area. I sometimes can't reply but I promise to check the comment area every day! I really hope that we can continue to have the words "too ugly girl is a girl, right?" Such careful analysis! I feel like this article was developed together with me based on everyone’s suggestions!
And thank you girls and the girls who discussed under that comment! I was very happy to see it!
