"Don't move!" R pressed RR's shoulders and threw the used handkerchief aside in disgust, then took the new white handkerchief in his hand and strangled him around his neck, rubbing him hard. If An uninformed person who saw this scene must have thought that he was going to murder his friend to avenge the Dark Lord.
"Do you think it's appropriate to do this when class is about to start?" rr awkwardly pulled away his hand and received another silence, "Professor R may be here soon."
"It's like no one is afraid of him!" R wiped the area on RR's shoulder that was patted by R's palm, and said impatiently, "I've already gone back to the dormitory and changed all my clothes. The clothes on him are all gone." The smell of perfume is so unpleasant that I can’t stand it, but you just sit there and let me rub it for you, what else do you have to protest?”
The pns sitting diagonally behind them almost snapped the quill in her hand. She reached out to touch the bs in the front row, lowered her voice, and looked over there: "Have you ever seen r personally do something for others? Do you do this kind of thing?"
"Of course," bs was not surprised at all and said with a smile, "the object was swept away like Chinese porcelain under his hands."
If Chinese porcelain had been rubbed like that, it would have shattered. nn, who was sitting in the front row of rr, couldn't help but curse when he heard this. At the same time, he looked very distressed at rr's neck being rubbed red and couldn't help but say: "Can't you be gentler? And Professor R is Professor, you’re not rubbish.”
"Let me tell you, ma'am, he is trash." R sneered and was kicked down by RR, then he twisted his mouth and said nothing.
In fact, rr quite understands his mood, because no one sitting in such a classroom will be in awe of the teachers of the subject. Portraits, photos, large portraits, large photos, super large luxurious portraits, super large luxurious portraits The photo is the most eye-catching decoration of this Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. None of the demonstration equipment and leftover cages brought by n last semester can be seen.
When r threw away the fifth white handkerchief, god knows where he got so many handkerchiefs, r was finally late. He walked in with rhythmic steps, wearing his usual standard smile, and looked around the classroom. He seemed to be very satisfied with the arrangement, and his smile became deeper.
"I," he said very loudly, pointing at the portrait and photo at the same time, even winking playfully and making a sound of vomiting at this time, "rr, Third Class Medal of Sir Merlin, Anti-Dark Magic Alliance Honorary member, five-time winner of the Wizarding Weekly Most Charming Smile Award. However, out of my own humility, I never talk about those honors. After all, smile is not my strongest magic spell, and I don’t just rely on this. To expel Wan Lun’s female ghosts!”
"He's already talking about it." r said in a low voice with an expressionless expression.
rr almost burst out laughing, but that's not what he noticed.
"What is the Anti-Dark Magic Alliance?" he asked in a low voice.
"A group organization that has nothing to do when it is full and specializes in studying and combating black magic and dangerous magical creatures. My father said that apart from the old man, there are young people with no abilities. It was still famous a few decades ago, but now it has declined." r said without interest.
rr nodded.
"Professor SNP is not as valuable as the Potions Association. He is an upper-level member of the Potions Association." r couldn't help but add.
rr said nothing.
At this time, r finished his self-introduction and took out a dozen papers. This made rr and r look at each other, a little surprised. Is there an exam before this course starts? r doesn’t seem like such a strict teacher.
"Is he this type? Just like what you said about your math teacher, he likes a lot of quizzes and homework." r said with a frown as he opened the paper passed to his hand with confusion.
Of course it turned out that this paper couldn't be the quiz they thought it was.
"I decided to become n's apprentice."
He slapped his own paper on the table with a snap, then took rr's copy and slapped them together, and r declared word by word.
rr took a brief look at the papers and was speechless. He finally understood why there was such a long list in the textbook list. Look at these papers. What color does rr like? What is rr’s secret ambition?
"If you don't read books or be a fan of this kind of problem, you won't be able to finish it at all!" nn complained in the front row.
rr shook his head and tried to write a few questions. He had already read this series, so some questions such as what kind of magic spell was cast when facing the Wanlun female ghost and how to split the fog that shrouded the werewolf village at night can still be managed. He could answer it, but as he went to the end, there were more and more questions about R person, and there was nothing he could do about it.
r didn’t write at all, not a single word. Thirty minutes later, r collected the paper as promised. When he received it on their desk, he paused for a moment when he saw the blank paper, but the strange thing was that he didn’t say anything in the end. What, this makes rr feel weird.
It would be correct to say that Professor R is a very narcissistic person, but he does not have a considerable degree of pride, and his temper does not seem to be bad, which makes RR feel slightly better about him. A little bit. This morning's humiliation was all due to this professor, who couldn't be more objective.
R’s view on this is: "He is just a idiot. Where does his pride come from? He may have compiled more than half of the books he wrote, and he is definitely short of money. Tsk tsk, let all of us, from all grades, People buy his books as textbooks, how many more copies will he have to print? How many extra galleons will he get?"
"I heard that he also gave n a whole set of new books to n in the bookstore," nn turned back quietly and said, "In the end, he gave that to nn, the only girl in S's family."
r immediately approached him with great interest. After all, cracking down on nb’s jokes is one of his joys in life: “Tell me more specifically, could it be that nb actually found a red-haired girlfriend?”
nn hesitated for a moment, then looked at rr, who shook her head invisibly, and she also shook her head, "I only heard this, I don't know anything else!"
"This is no different from the gift you gave to nn as a meeting gift," rr pulled r, "Why do you always keep causing trouble for n."
"Who am I causing trouble for him?!" r looked at him accusingly, "Are you satisfied just waiting for him to sit on your head?"
"I don't have a throne under my butt," rr said. "Just like me, N doesn't want to be famous like that. Think about how afraid I am of the trouble of this fame. You should know that he doesn't want it either."
r hummed a few times: "You didn't use Legilimency on him. How did you know he didn't want to?"
"He just doesn't want to, and I think you should be nice to n. He is quieter than before. I heard from n that his grades are not that bad anymore. Since he has changed, why can't you let him live a better life?" Yeah." rr said.
"Why do you always speak for nb?" r said angrily.
"Because you bully him just like my former classmates bullied me," rr hesitated, lowered his voice, and said softly, "He didn't do anything wrong. I can't watch you trouble him every day and think about me in the past. r, if my father hadn’t enlightened me, if I hadn’t cared about those things, I would have hated those classmates.”
r pouted involuntarily and turned his head to one side, forgetting to do anything else. He especially couldn't stand rr's persuasion.
He has always believed that he bullied NB for rr. Although rr didn't appreciate it, what if rr said that this was a bully's behavior, and rr said that he had been bullied by such a bully?
rr used this statement to ask him to be nice to nb, but he had no nerve to continue to refute.
"You haven't made such cunning remarks before." He touched his nose and said angrily.
rr knew that he meant that I would just give in, and smiled slightly: "Because at that time, I felt that we were not good enough, r, you wouldn't listen to me at that time, but I know that if I say this now, You will listen to me."
Some words, if there is no solid emotional foundation, cannot be said at all. It is like rrn correcting r's dining etiquette, like rn scolding n's bad living habits from time to time, like r asking rs for unbalanced fat. The index is to eat less and drink less, just like pr and n say every true word to each other, even if they disagree, the whole room will become messy.
"So, even if it's for me, you have to stop bullying n," rr said. "You don't want me to think of those things every day, do you?"
"What a waste of time!" R said with a groan, "It sounds like you have left some psychological shadow from last semester!"
But rr knew that r's moaning meant that he reluctantly agreed.
"Thanks, r."
"Hmm."
The boss in the back row looked at the two people in the front row as if he were looking at something novel. While he felt strange, he also subtly noticed something, and his interest became even higher.
But because of his bad taste as a pure-blood aristocrat, he felt that the subtleties he noticed should be swallowed firmly without saying anything to anyone.
So until the end of the very heartwarming conversation in the front row, he kept smiling without saying a word.
When rr and r were talking, r's words continued.
"I originally prepared something very evil and dangerous for your first class. It will give you a good workout." r said pretending to be mysterious, when some girls from r asked with interest what it was. , he shook his finger, "But you don't have to be afraid of anything. As long as I'm here, all evil will be eliminated, and you won't suffer any harm, so you'd better stay calm."
At this time, the door was knocked three times, and R went to open the door with excitement: "Oh, it must be Professor N who sent me those evil things as promised. They were borrowed before this class started, and yours The Potions Master is a good man who keeps his word and has some skills, and he returned them to me safely."
rr and R looked up together, and sure enough they saw N standing at the door holding a cage covered with black cloth, and then he was welcomed in by R.
"He actually delivered something to R," R's jaw almost dropped, "I'm dreaming, I must be dreaming."
"He just borrowed things first," rr said. "How do you say that? If you borrow something, you must return it. It's not difficult to borrow it again. I think it's normal."
"What do you think he can borrow from r? A perfume that's going to kill people and a toothpaste with whitening lotion? Or is it a bad taste of someone who is clearly twenty-eight but still wears bright-colored robes?" r said without hesitation.
rr was speechless.
"I need to borrow two students from here." N put down the cage and handed over a piece of parchment. "This is the approval note for this class."
"No problem," R agreed without even looking at it, and waved his hand pretending to be humble, "As long as they are willing to leave this class, haha, don't worry, students, no matter who of you is unfortunate enough to be killed by your Potions Department, You don’t have to be depressed if the professor leaves, although you will lose a valuable experience.”
"He really has no self-awareness. He can't give us any valuable experience at all." r continued to whisper.
At this time, R casually lowered his head, glanced at the parchment, and then paused unnaturally.
"Oh, oh," he sighed unnaturally, "do you want sir and rr?"
"It's Mr. R and Mr. N," N said in a flat voice like a robot, "Then, I will take them away and you can continue your teaching, Mr. R."
R seemed to be very reluctant to let him take away the two boys, so he said hesitantly: "But Professor N, have you ever asked the opinions of these two children? They may not be willing."
rr opened his mouth wide, and then was pulled up by R. For the first time, he saw R walking towards N eagerly.
"I think we'd love to. Professor, don't delay. Come on."
r didn’t give r any face, and dragged rr and his schoolbag away. For the first time, he was grateful to n from the bottom of his heart. At the same time, he also glanced at the cage suspiciously. rr noticed his look and also looked at the cage. The two people looked at each other, mentally speeding up their pace at the same time and following n out without even a pause.
I always feel that there is nothing wonderful in it.
"What's in that cage? Good stuff or bad stuff?"
After being brought into the Potions Professor's office, R couldn't wait to ask, and he was quite gloating about his misfortune.
"Not good, not bad, a bunch of Cornwallon elves." After n finished speaking, he returned to a cauldron that was still steaming in a spiral shape. It looked like he was brewing a pot of magic potion before he came out.
"Is this something very evil and dangerous?" rr felt inexplicably deceived, "They are just a group of little elves that are not that lethal."
"For R, these elves are dangerous enough." Although he was carrying two students on his back, rr still felt that N was probably giving a cold smile under the black cloak, "He is just a fool and a straw bag. Their character is as low as the lowest.”
"Then why did br hire such a trash?" R randomly found a stool to sit on, and tapped the lamp on the table with his wand, and the light immediately turned on.
"It's Principal Br." RR corrected casually, but he also felt strange, "But R is right, Professor N, why did Principal Br do this?"
"No one can guess what kind of careful thoughts our principal has." N said coldly with his back to them, "This is not something you can guess now. Since you are willing to be taken out by me, then go Do what I want you to do, do the ducking and swinging exercises, today's spell is armor, you know the standard I want you to meet."
rr found it even more strange that Professor N's tone was extremely familiar. It seemed that he had given such orders to R several times, but R basically didn't tell him about it and never complained.
He couldn't help but look at R in confusion, only to find that the other person had already spontaneously gone to the back room with a bad face. The professors' offices are also dormitories. When the space is expanded, it can form a layout of at least two halls and four rooms, and more can be added according to demand. , r walked toward a door that n pointed at casually, turning back as he walked, as if he was afraid that n would drop rr.
"What about me, professor?" rr asked with confusion.
"You are responsible for assisting me in making the potion." n threw a roll of parchment and asked unceremoniously, "Now that I have completed the sixth step, you will handle the remaining steps. The materials are in the cabinet behind me. .”
After rr answered yes, professor, he took the parchment, glanced at it briefly, and then quickly took some necessary tools from the table next to him to get the materials in the cabinet.
After thinking for a while, he remembered another question, so he turned around and asked: "Professor, why did you borrow Professor R's Cornish Elf?"
"Try the medicine." n said without hesitation and with utmost honesty.
rr:
"Forgotten River Water" rr looked at the parchment and then at the cabinet. After searching around and not finding his target, he had to ask aloud, "Professor, where do you keep your Forgotten River Water?"
"The drawer on the left," N said without looking back, "knock seven times to open it."
rr did as he was told, and sure enough he found a small glass bottle from the drawer. The blue liquid inside was clear and transparent. After opening the lid, rr couldn't smell anything. If it weren't for the pure blue color that looked like artificial dye, Color, rr will definitely think it is just ordinary water.
But according to the book rr has read, the water of the Forgotten River has a smell.
So he shook his wrist slightly, put his nose close to the mouth of the bottle and sniffed it, and then he smelled a rather pungent sweetness.
"Cough, cough, cough!" rr couldn't help coughing. What's amazing is that his tears were choked by such a choking.
After n stirred for the last time, he came over and took the Forgotten River water from rr's hand.
"It will make the unfortunate people burst into tears and feel sad, but it will make the lucky people smell the sweetness. It is the magic water brewed underground by the land with rich magic power." n said lightly, twisting on the water of forgetfulness. Lid, "Don't inhale it, just like you wouldn't go near a pot of love potion."
"I smell a very pungent sweetness." rr couldn't help but say after coughing.
"That proves that you are a lucky person. The Forgotten River hates you and wants you to stay away." After n finished speaking, he paused and suddenly reached out to brush the corners of rr's eyes.
"??! Professor?" rr was originally confused about this magical magic water, but n's move shocked him again.
"A little bit of the Forgotten River water splashed next to your eyes." n lightly reached out and brushed rr's cheek. As expected, rr felt that his eyes no longer had the urge to shed tears, so he lowered his head and said thank you: "Thank you, professor."
"Don't open things you don't understand casually in the future." After n finished speaking, he turned around and walked back to the crucible.
"Well, I said yes, professor." rr nodded, feeling a little ashamed that he opened the professor's things casually, but n didn't seem to blame him, so he continued to take the materials and gave them to the professor with peace of mind. Let's get started.
Afterwards, when rr followed the exhausted r out, they were surrounded by envious eyes. The Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson after they left had become a joke!
"Fortunately, Professor n tried the elf medicine first and many of them died," nn said after hearing rr finish the information she had learned, patting her chest and saying fearfully, "otherwise the situation would have been even more chaotic. Professor r didn't do anything at all." !”
rr：
In this way, with R's heroic background, N's popularity among students not only did not drop rapidly because of the Potions course, but because SNP finally stopped being a professor, it became even more popular among students. rise rapidly
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Ah, I forgot to mention, I didn’t make up the water of the Forgotten River. There is a foreign game about making potions. The water of the Forgotten River is one of the raw materials. It is the main material for making the potion of Forgotten. It is a small blue bottle, especially mini. Of course, I made everything else up, Wang Tian
