The next day, as soon as Luke walked from his room to the Slytherin lounge, he saw Taylor who had been waiting there.
The moment he saw Luke, Taylor's clenched fists became much tighter, but they returned to normal immediately.
"Good morning?" Taylor asked.
"Good morning," Luke replied.
Taylor breathed a long sigh of relief, and the smile on his face finally became much more natural. He stood up, walked to Luke's side, and stared into Luke's eyes.
Luke was a little embarrassed by his stare, so he turned his head away.
After a while, Luke turned his head and said to Taylor.
"Don't worry, although there are some twists and turns, the overall plan has not been broken."
There was a gentle smile on his face and a look of comfort in his eyes.
Taylor smiled back, and then said with firm eyes: "If this happens again, you must tell me in advance."
Luke shook his head and said: "I don't know when my problem will arise...the other party's plan was something I didn't expect. In the final analysis, it was because I underestimated the enemy."
Luke did not pretend to be wrong. This kind of thing is what it should be. As a leader, he really has to maintain his dignity in front of some people and ensure his authority, but when facing people like Taylor and others, such words are not allowed. What's the point.
To be honest, they can still give some advice, but if you insist on showing off your strength, you will only be asking for trouble.
Taylor pondered for a moment, and then said: "If you have any plans in the future, as long as they are not the kind that must be hidden from us, just tell us, and we can give you some advice."
As she said that, she looked at Luke, pursed her lips, took a deep breath and said, "Isn't this why we exist? You have to try to trust us."
Luke was just about to say a few words casually when he heard Taylor's next words.
"Although I don't know why you always think that we are children, but what I want to say is," Taylor's expression was quite serious, "First of all, we are both the same age. Even if you think you are mature , but we shouldn’t be underestimated.”
"Just like you shouldn't underestimate your opponent."
All the words of comfort Luke had prepared were stillborn. The smile on his face could hardly be maintained, and he visibly stiffened.
Taylor noticed this and said with a smile on his face: "Second, that's it. If you need someone who can directly contradict you and remind you, then I am willing to be this person. Don't underestimate me. "
Taylor had a confident smile on her face. This kind of role is often indispensable, but very few people can have a good death. No matter ancient or modern, Chinese or foreign. Leaders always don’t like to have others find fault with themselves.
Luke stared at Taylor's eyes seriously. After a moment, he laughed dumbly. After a long time, he said: "Okay, I understand. I will not be arbitrary in these matters in the future."
A satisfied smile appeared on Taylor's face, but it disappeared as soon as he turned around. He once again regained his original calmness to the point of being somewhat lonely.
Luke naturally noticed something was wrong with Taylor.
The next moment, another person came down the stairs.
"You two, avoid people more or less. No matter what you are doing~"
A teasing and kindly reminder sounded. Luke looked up and saw that it was Gemma.
"You got up quite late today."
Luke said with a smile, not feeling anything wrong because of Gemma's teasing. His inner age makes it difficult for him to be interested in these little guys...
At least we have to wait until the death penalty is over...
Gemma shook her head and said: "We are just starting out. There is nothing we can do about it. I still have some things to deal with here, and the work over there cannot be left behind at all."
Gemma pulled her hair away, then glanced at the few hairs on her hands, and said distressedly: "Look, I'm starting to lose my hair."
Luke ignored it. For some people, this kind of thing might be real torture, but for others, it would be a pleasure.
Luke didn't think Gemma would be the former.
"If you give me some snacks, you can still let old Lance help you a little now, but after that..."
Luke said with some meaning in his eyes: "Don't forget, after all, we can't rely too much on others."
Grindelwald saw clearly that nobles were not trustworthy. He did have people from pure-blood families around him, but only those who were truly loyal to him could enter the core position. Those nobles can support him now, but they can also turn their backs on him later.
Luke can't trust old Lance, and his trust level is not even as high as that of Ian Kane. Because currently, it seems that Ryan Kane's stupidity is not something he pretends to be, but that he really lacks a string.
Such a person makes Luke trust him more.
At least it's more trustworthy than those who act according to the prevailing circumstances.
"I understand, don't worry."
Gemma understands Luke's thoughts very well. After all, trust is a rare thing for someone like Luke. It is already very difficult for her to gain Luke's trust now, not to mention that she herself cannot trust that old Lance...
After that, the two people found a place to sit down in the lounge and talked about some things outside. Taylor sat quietly next to them, and some students who got up late were looking at Luke. Or Gemma wanted to come up and talk to her, but when they heard about those things, they consciously stayed away.
Firstly, they know that these are matters between families, and secondly... this is because they really don't understand it well. The upper grade students are doing well, but the lower grade students really don’t understand.
But I don’t know how serious it is.
In a short while, Luke and the others will have class. This period was Snape's Potions class, and they didn't dare to be late.
Luke still arrived at the classroom early, and this time the price was that they didn't have breakfast.
After all, at this time, Luke didn't feel like touching Snape's brow, which would really do him no good at all. Snape is probably going crazy right now.
He didn't make things clear at the time because it had no practical effect. Voldemort's idea is very simple, he just wants to put the shit basin on himself. But this pot had already had a lot to do with him when he chose to take it out.
In fact, the best choice at that time was not to show up, and then find someone who could give him an alibi and be trusted by everyone.
But such an operation is still too difficult. So Voldemort chose the second method and became one of the pursuers himself.
Even if Luke did reveal the matter, it would have no greater significance. When he was discovered from the dark, he became the same person as Voldemort, both of whom had evil intentions towards Hogwarts.
This positioning... is quite accurate.
"Attend class!"
The door was pushed open with a bang, and Ron and Harry who were chatting were startled. Malfoy took advantage of every opportunity and wanted to taunt the two of them. But the next moment, his mouth tightened because he saw Snape's ugly expression.
Although Snape's face was already quite ugly at ordinary times. Everyone disliked this professor. The main reason was his always sinister and even slightly malicious expression.
But even so, everyone can see that Snape's eyes are particularly scary now. Especially when he saw Luke.
"Mr. Gunter!"
Snape's cold voice sounded. As he strode towards the podium, he called Luke.
"I'm here, sir."
Luke was not frightened by his expression or reaction, and calmly stood up and responded.
Snape stood still on the podium and turned around suddenly after a moment.
The moment he turned around, Taylor stood up immediately, and Harry and Hermione stood up instantly, already grabbing their wands in their hands.
Ron and Malfoy were stunned for a moment. Then he stood up too. Ron took out his wand. Malfoy took out his coat of arms from his pocket.
After that, a large group of students stood up, including Slytherin students and many Gryffindor students. If you look carefully, you will find that there are not many students sitting in the entire classroom.
Luke's expression remained unchanged. He looked at the tip of the staff pointing at him and said with a smile, "Professor Snape, is there any misunderstanding between us?"
Snape's hand holding the wand was very steady, without a trace of trembling, and there was no hesitation in his eyes. He looked at the boy in front of him, without concealing the anger in his eyes.
"Tell me! What's the upper limit of how powerful the 'Wind Speed' spell can be on people?"
Faced with this inexplicable question and the inexplicable curse in this question, everyone's originally frightened and confused expressions instantly became inexplicable.
The look he was looking at Snape also seemed like he was looking at a lunatic.
"Wind Speed is a very partial magic spell. Because its enhancement varies from person to person, and the excessive load means that it does not allow everyone to get the ideal enhancement. So your question is meaningless. It There is no upper limit in theory, but no one can test its actual upper limit. Because...human beings have limits."
Luke looked calm and his tone was neither humble nor arrogant. His eyes were fixed on Snape's face, like a calm snake before a hunt.
"Do you know this spell?"
Snape asked again.
Luke didn't answer, just drew his wand. Watching him draw out his own spell, Snape showed no reaction.
"The wind is so fast."
Luke waved his wand, and a brighter light than a normal spell was cast on Luke himself. And it formed lines like the breeze on Luke's body.
The students around Luke clearly felt a cool breeze blowing by.
Luke answered Snape's question with his actual actions.
"How come you are so proficient in learning such an unsophisticated spell that is not within the scope of teaching?"
Snape looked at Luke with a look that seemed a little unkind.
Although everyone didn't quite understand why Snape would ask such a puzzling question. But they also vaguely noticed something was wrong. They trusted Luke, but the professor's authority was still deeply rooted in the hearts of students their age. Even if this professor is their least favorite.
"Because this spell was invented by one of my ancestors."
Luke looked at Snape with a somewhat innocent look.
"This is one of the examples in our family's spell invention instruction book. How could I not do it?"
After Luke finished speaking, the entire classroom fell into awkward silence.
Not to mention normal students and Snape. Even Taylor and Malfoy next to him looked at Luke like they were monsters.
Everyone is still learning how to cast normal spells. Have you read the instruction book on the invention of spells?
You are secretly rolling!
!
And why do you have this kind of instructional book at home?
A polite smile appeared on Luke's face: "It's really boring at home. In addition to various experiments, the books at home are all kinds of magic principles."
"I suddenly understood why Luke was so much better than us."
Ron couldn't help but complain to Harry next to him.
While they seemed to be having nothing to do, playing wizard chess, playing with broomsticks, and reading story books, Luke was reading scientific research books... The key is that there were so many scientific research books for him to read at home, which was ridiculous. …
This is not something you can just have if you want it.
Faced with this powerful reason, Snape obviously had nothing else to say. In fact, Luke still knows this magic spell, and there is no essential difference between this and the answer he wants to get.
But...inexplicably, Snape felt that his emotions of attacking the enemy were no longer coherent.
And just when he came back to his senses, he was ready to question him again, or even take action. The classroom door was pushed open forcefully again.
Professor McGonagall walked in with a dark face, and when she saw Snape's movements on the podium, she couldn't help but exclaimed, and then subconsciously took out the wand opposite her. But reason prevented him from raising his wand and pointing it at Snape.
"Snape! What are you talking about!"
Professor McGonagall snapped.
"Minerva, this is my classroom!"
"Professors are not allowed to point their wands at students in class!" Professor McGonagall shouted angrily, and then looked at the surrounding students, "And you! Put down your wands! Sit down!"
After hearing Professor McGonagall's voice, the students all silently put away their wands and sat down.
Harry glanced at Luke worriedly, and then was pulled by Hermione who was not far away. Hermione had already sat down. Taylor also sat down calmly.
With Professor McGonagall here, Luke would be in no danger.
Snape looked at Luke's innocent eyes, took a deep breath, put away his wand, and then said: "Minerva, what do you want to see me for?"
"Dumbledore asked me to call you over, my God! If he hadn't asked me to come over, I wouldn't have known what crazy things you were doing!"
Professor McGonagall said angrily.
When they heard what he said, both Luke and Snape's eyes moved...
