The teacher is full of energy during the lecture, spitting everywhere, and the students are dozing off below, chatting enthusiastically... Generally speaking, you can find this kind of people in universities. In this kind of situation, if you are lucky, you can even find beer Couples with snacks or kissing each other, anyway, the teachers are either too old to be blind, or they are young enough to turn a blind eye.
However, the reason why this kind of wanton scene appears here, that is, in Hogar, is because this course is an evil history course - this course has been criticized for a long time, from the practicality of the course itself To the teacher who teaches this course, it is no longer a day or two that this course has developed to this point.
"...Therefore, when a greedy goblin made this suggestion, another group of goblins naturally followed him and agreed with him. So they gathered in order to rob those treasures and claimed that the treasures that were lost in the ancient family belonged to them. Their ancestors were just "rented" to wizards..."
Professor B (Binns) used a very hypnotic voice and rhythm to narrate the part of "The Goblin Rebellion". He was leisurely and "pacing" in front of the classroom as if sleepwalking (the kind without legs), completely No matter that someone is snoring sweetly below - after all, after the third year, the number of classes increases and papers get longer, and there are always people who want to make up for the rest time in this class.
For example, Jae Poer, a great, the best seeker in history, when he was resting his arms on the table, closing his eyes, and almost banging his head on the parchment, he was dreaming about his good fortune. Mom brought a big, his favorite kind of blueberry pie. The pie crust was baked to a crispy texture, and the jam filling inside was hot, sweet and sour, and his saliva was about to flow... This The dream was so beautiful, and there was no paper or Quidditch practice, so when he woke up, he almost jumped up and shouted, "Who stole my pie!"
"Jae! Hi? Have you fallen into Merlin's dream? Wake up, just for a moment, Jae!"
"Re, maybe we shouldn't disturb him...Jae has been very tired recently. He needs to replenish his energy in B's class..."
"No, believe me, Peer, some things will be too late if you don't do them sooner."
Jae had no choice but to open his eyes under the interruption of this duet. He got up with bloodshot eyes like a vampire who only came out during the day, and stared at his two good buddies.
"What on earth requires you to take away my blueberry pie?" He said resentfully, wiping the saliva from his mouth with his sleeve. When his vision was finally clear enough, he could clearly identify the "musician" of the duet. Lupine and Wormtail suddenly sobered up a bit, because generally speaking, these two friends were more considerate and would not bother him to make up for the submission in Old B's class, unless he had a paper to submit in the next class and his The progress is just to write your name on the parchment, and then the rest will become a big copy and a special copy.
"What blueberry pie?" Wormtail was confused.
Lupine was very used to this state: "No, Mrs. Poer did not send you a blueberry pie - wake up, Jae."
"So, what's going on?" He yawned and tears were about to flow out. "Is Boss B going to mention that get out of class is over or is it raining gold galleons outside, Moony Face?"
He glanced at Old B, and then realized something was wrong - no, he didn't mean there was something wrong with Professor B, but he found something wrong at first glance.
"Where did Sr go?" He said blankly, "He was still here before I closed my eyes, wasn't he?"
"That was half an hour ago," Lu Ping helplessly put his schoolbag on the desk to block it, and whispered, "He said he had to go to the bathroom, so he just secretly took it from your bag. Invisibility cloak, but—he never came back.”
It stands to reason that if a student wants to go to the toilet, he just needs to report to the professor, but Old B's ears are not very good. I don't know if it is because becoming a ghost cannot cure the old eyesight. In short, I talked to him eight times out of ten times. It would be inaudible, and it would be embarrassing to shout loudly that you need to go to the toilet; in the end, the students found that it was easier to just sneak out, and Boss B would basically not be able to notice you running away anyway.
But the problem happened again - when Slye
r When Gryffor is watching over there, it is always difficult to sneak away. The most troublesome moment is when you sneak in halfway and your nemesis shouts "Professor, someone is skipping class" and catches you...
Jae's invisibility cloak is very convenient. They can sneak away without being discovered. Anyway, B's memory is not good. Who can say whether he approved it? Everyone in Hogar knows that Old B will not remember.
In short, as long as other professors don't catch him or his boss B deducts points on the spot, then it's not called skipping class, and Jae and the others have avoided this class countless times by relying on this.
"Where do you think he will go?" said Lupine. "Will he..."
Wormtail covered his mouth: "He doesn't want to mess with that...that Grimm again..."
"I told you that my name is not the Dark Lord. A box can't decide everything. What are you afraid of?" Jae put on his glasses and waved his hands, dumbfounded. "Didn't little Francis take leave and go home for several days? Now? Sr won’t sneak into someone else’s dormitory again, right? He and I have sworn not to offend little Francis’ personal privacy again!”
"You also said you would never lend him the Invisibility Cloak again, and that you would lock it up!" Lupine said.
"Yeah, but look, don't we have a need today?" Jae hinted at their whims of a prank plan. As he said, he added a few more words: "And! I told Sr before, hey buddy, I'm in elementary school My brother is very nice, and he taught me some useful spells to please Lly. He is a hundred times friendlier than Snotlout. We really can’t face others anymore, and Padfoot even said I was right!”
Lu Ping let out a long oh, feeling a little tired. Although Jae and Sr are his best friends, in terms of "common sense", "logic" and "calmness", he is enough to overwhelm them both. Therefore, he knows deeply that some things cannot be said by mouth. of.
He opened his mouth wide with an expression that said "You are hopeless": "Jae, Jae - how can you trust him on this matter!" He said with hatred, "You know Sr is here How persistent should you be when it comes to things?"
Thinking that it was still a history class, Lupine looked around, especially the Sape who was immersed in taking notes among the pile of Slyers opposite. He couldn't help lowering his voice: "You know he actually hopes that the relationship with his brother will become better, but he is still stubborn and unwilling to take the initiative to go to Regl. But now he actually takes the initiative to talk to Regl just to get the news—— "
"Maybe you did this in reverse order. Maybe Padfoot just wants to talk to Regl a few more words, but can't find a topic." Jae is a very optimistic person, and he is willing to think about everything for the best, such as He said, Lly glared at him, and he could see "Lly was peeking at me." At this moment, he also held the same optimism, thinking that Padfoot should not be so, um, not so tenacious, while taking out a small bag from his bag. The gadget he bought from Hogsmeade defended his brother, "This is your fault. Re, Sr told me that he really wanted to have a good relationship with little Francis, and little Francis is not at school. What can he do?"
"——And, if you pay attention," Lu Ping sometimes feels that Jae's head needs to be shaken. Jae is not stupid, definitely not stupid. Really, he just gets a little wet sometimes. "Your "Little Francis" was already sitting at the long table having lunch today, and I seemed to see him. "
"Impossible! How come I don't know!" Jae said, "And if that was really the case, Padfoot might have flown by long ago! Do you think our friends are so honest?"
"Oh come on, you know how calm he is," Lu Ping knew the characteristics of these friends well, and it was not the first day he met Sr. "He could wait in the grass for two whole hours just to ambush Sape. He walked by, and you were so biased toward little Francis. He could have temporarily suppressed his behavior in order not to attract your attention, and then ran away while we were not paying attention. If I remember correctly, third-grade Slyer could There are no classes."
After three years of battling wits with Sape, the four members of the robbery team could memorize Slyer's class schedule backwards.
"——Wait, are you talking about Padfoot or the escaped dark wizard?!"
When he said this, Jae was horrified and his eyebrows almost flew into his hairline. The nutcracker chocolate candy that danced on the table was broken by him and he let out a miserable scream. Voice:
"Ouch————"
Old B was not that deaf. He immediately looked in the direction of Gryffor - which meant that everyone in the classroom heard it, so most of the people in the classroom looked there with some dissatisfaction. , you know, the dissatisfaction of being awakened from sleep.
Jae moved very quickly. He quickly broke off the head of the nutcracker, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, cut off the source of the sound, and then shouted, "It's okay, Professor, it's okay, it's Peer, he I accidentally stepped on my foot, I'm sorry, we didn't mean it!"
"Yes, I accidentally stepped on him. I'm sorry, Professor, we didn't mean it!" Wormtail said immediately.
Old B nodded reluctantly and continued his lecture which sounded very long, but was actually very long. …
In fact, this time, Lupine really wronged him, because Sr didn't sneak out for Francis Bagshot at first. He didn't notice him at first. Neither he nor Jae were as sharp as the careful werewolves and could cross over. A less successful Ignore Spell perception, and he also received a letter.
A letter from home.
Sr didn't take it seriously at first. You know, since he entered Gryffor, his mother would send daily greetings like shouting letters from time to time, accusing him of how unbecoming and embarrassing his behavior in Hogar was, just to vent those feelings. He received a hint of ridicule and ridicule at the ladies' tea party; and his father never gave up the opportunity to teach him a lesson. He asked Sr to associate more with those "with noble surnames" in Slyer, and Asking him to "follow his brother's advice" and stop "hanging out" with Poer... It's nothing more than such nonsense. Sr's ears are getting calluses when he hears it at home. Generally speaking, one or two lines of content in such a letter, He can just throw it aside.
What he wants to do, what kind of friends he makes, no one else needs to interfere, even his rusty-headed parents!
But this time, as soon as he opened the black envelope with dark patterns from the K family, Sr only read one or two lines and realized something was wrong - his mother usually started with a snarling statement, such as, "I don't expect you to know anymore." How can I maintain my dignity as a K-person?" instead of "I haven't heard from you for a long time. I wonder if your life in school is going well"!
Sr knows this kind of drama - when you want to start to achieve a goal, you must proceed slowly, rather than expecting to achieve it overnight, especially when the object is not the kind that you can solve with a magic spell, this is a plan, not a robbery , you know, how to plan decently is also something that a senior pureblood should learn. Purebloods even think that it is elegant and more educated.
Of course, when it comes to Sr, it's just "how to be shameless".
After a quick scan, Sr actually saw the words "your friend Poer", and his eyelids jumped——
——Merlin’s socks, there must be some conspiracy behind this!
He immediately stuffed the letter into his school bag, fed the owl at home something to make it go away, and immediately continued to enjoy lunch with Jae calmly. When he arrived at B's class, he saw that Jae was drowsy. , he said sorry in his heart, pretended to go to the toilet, took away the invisibility cloak and ran all the way, and found a quiet place in the library alone to think about the meaning of the letter.
Sr rarely calmed down. After reading this letter from home, he once again confirmed that something was very abnormal.
The handwriting of this letter was his mother's, and he would not admit it. This time, she rarely yelled and complained about Sr's various mistakes. Instead, she reluctantly revealed a kind of recognition between the lines, her recognition of him and Jae being friends. ——They seemed to have finally opened their minds and unclogged the blockage. They felt that it was not bad to associate with an old and respectable surname like Poer (Sr laughed when he saw this), and said that they also felt that in the past, Sr and Jae This accusation of friendship is somewhat one-sided. I think
They can do some digging to get to know Sr's friends better.
By the way, of course his mother did not let go of scolding him:
"Even Poer is more polite than you, Mrs. K wrote in the letter, "Why can't you give your brother and his friends the respect they deserve?"
At the same time, she also said without hesitation that if Mr. really wants to be a person who cares for his brothers, there are many ways in the family. The eldest son of a wealthy family should have a more tactful way to make friends and inquire about people, and he should not do this again. Hu is here, and his uncle will be responsible for investigating this matter. Of course, they want to see if this Bagshot is a person worth making friends with. Considering how much Regl appreciates him, they may consider inviting him to join the family during the holidays. The banquet was held at Guangrong K's old house. If this person was really of noble birth, he could make friends with the K family and be his introducer. If he had evil intentions, that would be just fine. A child would never have any flaws.
""And if you are willing," Sr read softly, and at the end of the letter, Sr's father added, ""It is not impossible to invite the Poer family to the banquet. Of course, relatives need to frequent You also frequently disturb other people's families during the summer vacation. If you want us to understand that friendship is really so precious, we should learn how to make the two families work together and forge a deeper friendship, and It’s not about shouting to prove it.” ha! "
He laughed as if he had seen a joke.
"As if I have a sister who could marry Jae," he tossed the letter aside mockingly, "as if anyone could actually try to understand."
Once, Sr thought that his little brother was the only one who could understand the friendship between him and Jae, but he was wrong. Regl became more and more like their mother, and was either indifferent or disgusted with this friendship. In fact, after four years, all Slyers are still like this. They not only think that he and Jae are a bunch of bad friends, but also think that Sr is ridiculous and this friendship is the same.
They not only felt that Sr was a traitor who had jumped out of the circle, but also felt that such a traitor being friends with Poer was something worth criticizing and a very special thing.
Sr couldn't help but think of Francis Bagshot. This transfer student who made him extremely curious may have never heard of the entanglement between the college and the surname. His attitude towards Sr and Jae could not be more normal. Even Sr , I also think it’s an interesting way for this junior to go to Jae to file a complaint against him, and it’s not annoying at all.
"...Subtle little guy." The handsome young man with half-long black hair, leaning on the window sill of the library, muttered, biting his quill and looking through the glass window at the pods taking flying lessons. I feel a little better.
In this way, Sr was in the mood to bring his mind back to the problem. He dropped the tip of his quill on the parchment and asked pointedly - What was the purpose of this invitation?
Or let's put it this way - he suddenly became so reasonable, his attitude was so relaxed, and he invited his and Regl's good friends, K's family, what new plan did he have?
He hummed a little tune and wrote a bunch of sentences that would piss him off, like tearing off the packaging and pointing directly at the target, such as whether they wanted to stab the Poer family in some business cooperation, or whether they finally remembered. In order to control little Regl's friends, he hastily signed the document, stuffed it into an envelope, and took it out from behind the bookshelf, intending to find his own owl and mail it.
I don't know if the weather today was particularly weird, but he was so happy as soon as he went out - Merlin's socks, just after writing the letter, he immediately bumped into the person involved, double! What a great escape from this class!
Sr walked towards his younger brother and his only roommate in a happy mood.
"Hi, Regl, hi, Frances."
Regl was talking to his friends with a faint smile. When he saw Sr, he couldn't say "high" at all, and his face suddenly turned ugly. And Sr noticed that Bagshot next to him had a sharp smile on his face. It twitched slightly, but soon returned to its original state, just nodding slightly in greeting.
"What are you doing here?
What, Sr?" He frowned, obviously not wanting to see Sr appear here, and he was quite confused, "Didn't you have a history of magic this afternoon?"
Oh, Bagshot's mouth twitched again.
And this time, he spoke.
"This is not the first time we have heard that Gryffor skipped class," the smile on the young transfer student's face gradually faded. His eyes did not really fall on Sr. He just tilted his head and commented to Regl, " I gotta say - that's not unusual at all."
"Yes," Regl said with the same indifference, "That's not surprising. But why are you alone, brother? Your friends abandoned you?"
"I'm sorry to disappoint you. Our friendship is still strong -" Sr looked lazily. He stretched and handed the letter in his hand to Regl. "You have frequent contact with your family, so Can you please take it back with you - repeat for me, I have no interest in their suggestions at all, and they'd better not try to take advantage of my brother."
He glanced at Bagshot with a half-smile and pretended to be enthusiastic: "How is it, dear Francis, have you finished your housework?" Taking advantage of his height, he reached out and patted his junior on the shoulder, "This is it. Regl is wrong, I clearly asked him to inform me, I mean, if you come back to school."
Bagshot's face couldn't maintain the coldness for a moment, but it immediately returned to normal, which surprised Sr, because he knew that Bagshot's expression control was actually very bad, just like when he faced Lly, maybe at first, he He can still maintain a stable and friendly image, but it is said that once time passes, he will become "silly" (Lly's word).
Could it be that this junior doesn’t like being patted on the shoulder as intimately?
Sr suddenly felt that he had found a key point. He twitched the corner of his mouth and made a very enthusiastic look: "Don't be so cold, Regl knows what I said before, I just want to get along with you! I know You are not a nuisance like Snivellus, I just want to be your friend."
"Friends generally don't speak ill of each other's classmates in front of their friends." Bagshot's light blue eyes rolled slightly, and Sr found that this time his seemingly polite, but actually contemptuous look was natural, just like every family member. The Slyer guy looked in his eyes, "I think you misunderstood the word, Mr. K."
After saying that, he nodded perfunctorily to Sr, indicating that he did not take the distinguished Mr. K seriously - and then tilted his head further in the direction of Regl: "I won't disturb your time. Regl?"
Regl nodded: "Let's go. I will send the letter, Sr. You should go back quickly, otherwise I will be happy to see Gryffor being deducted points."
After saying that, the two people held the parchment and walked past Sr like a gust of wind.
Of course, Sr did not leave obediently because he was curious about what they were talking about. He put on his invisibility cloak and approached quietly. As soon as he got closer, he was hit on the back of the head by someone holding a book.
Ouch! He wanted to say this, but he bit his tongue to keep silent, but then, he just took a few steps, and he didn't know what spell the other party waved his wand to cast, and he crashed into a colorless wall.
"...Francis?" Regl couldn't see Sr under the invisibility cloak. He saw his roommate slapping the air, his expression not very good, and for a moment he thought there were spiders here, "Are there any bugs?"
"Of course." Bagshot said, "But it doesn't matter. I know a spell to kill insects. It should kill insects very quickly - let's change places and do our homework."
Sr swore that he saw the other party sneer at him from an angle that his brother could not see. …
Harry yawned loudly, turned over in the hammock under the tree, and almost fell asleep again. You must know that after eating, he really wanted to sleep, and he also wanted to sleep while holding a book.
He quietly raised his eyelids and took a look. In the study on the second floor, a curtain was vaguely lifted in the corner. Someone he knew was standing there and looking at him. His heart was much happier after being abandoned by Dr.
"Hey, Francis," Sea asked from the third floor, "Where's your cousin? He disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Got it! "
"What? Oh," Harry said, "He-he's going back to school to ask the teacher for some academic advice, maybe in a day or two."
Sea: "Academic problems? What problems can't be solved by Hak? Come on, satisfy me - what kind of homework are children doing nowadays?"
"...Anyway, it should be the kind of homework you don't know how to do," Harry said calmly, "But don't worry about us, none of us are the kind of people who can't understand the class or write the homework."
He couldn't help but sigh, missing Dr a little. Even though he had taken over for him, in this era and in this situation, even if he wished he could be inseparable from his father, it was still different having Dr by his side.
I don’t know, what is Dr. doing now? …
"Bagshot" sneezed heavily.
This must be Harry talking about me. He thought in his mind, the quill in his hand drew a line impatiently, but still maintained the concentrated expression on his face, and continued to write the paper without saying a word - in a way that did not belong to Harry. , a font that is a little far away from Dr's handwriting. They discussed it and decided to use this font as the handwriting of "Bashat" in the future.
It is easy to destroy a person, but it is difficult to create a person, which requires details. The appearance can be changed through magic spells and props, and handwriting and personality need to be changed at all times. A person is not just born with a name. Only when the details are in place can the false identity stand up to scrutiny and seek more.
This is exactly the kind of approach Slyer takes—careful preparation in order to seek more.
Just like now.
"Banquet?" "Bagshot" stopped the quill in his hand in surprise, "Me?" He showed a little hesitation, "Of course, of course, I would be happy to receive an invitation from the long-established K family, but..."
"There's nothing to worry about," Regl already knew from past interactions that his roommate was powerful but a little jerky in some places. He said skillfully, "If you're not familiar with etiquette, you can come earlier and just follow me. I'm very good at it." I will be happy to host you at home, Francis, and my parents would also like to welcome you and want to meet you."
"Of course it's my honor." "Bagshot" smiled, "But you didn't speak for a long time," he said with some concern, "Maybe I shouldn't ask, but you don't look good. "
As soon as he said these words, Regl's expression turned a little worse.
"I don't know why," Regl glanced around warily, "My parents tend to reconcile with Sr."
"Ah, that's good," said Bagshot. "I don't see what's wrong with it - isn't that a good thing when the family is reconciled? I know you're not what those people say, and that's what you've always wanted. Hopefully, isn’t it, Regl? Aren’t you happy?”
"I really hope that my parents can loosen the relationship with Sr... but they told me that if Sr's attitude changes, I will take the opportunity to inquire about the Poer family, because Sr will most likely not do it. He will even avoid this matter. He always ignores the family like this." The pen in Regl's hand fell on the parchment. It seemed that he was about to write, but he scratched a few times impatiently. After all, he was still a child. When encountering I would still complain to my friends when given instructions I didn't like, "Of course I'm willing to talk to Sr, but that doesn't mean I'm willing to get close to Poer."
There is a Poer who has been sleeping in your room for half the semester. A certain Poer friend couldn't help but think.
"If it's not something that needs to be kept secret, I can help you," he said casually, smiling, "Don't forget, my relationship with Poer and the others is quite friendly - after all, we haven't had time to become enemies yet. "Yeah." The topic changed, "But I thought you were relatives? Is there any news that requires such special kindness to condescend to inquire?"
Regl obviously had this intention before he said this. After receiving these words from "Bagshot", he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
"The Poer family seems to have unknown relatives," he said, "illegitimate children, or missing relatives... In short, although I doubt the authenticity, this matter
It seemed to be true, because as far as my mother knew, someone wanted to confirm it. "
—and I want to know who wants to know that. "Bagshot", no, Dr thought to himself. He really didn't help Harry on duty for nothing.
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Laughing dryly, I planned to rest for five minutes but overslept in the middle, so I quickly got up to update. When I woke up, I saw it was half past two, which scared me to death... so I gave a red envelope to compensate for this chapter!
This chapter is a transition!
In fact, Xiaolong laughed at Harry's acting skills. In fact, his own acting skills are also flawed. I wish his first acting performance can end successfully.
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