Going to see the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor tonight?
It’s unlikely that the person protecting him will become Professor Lance, right?
As Professor Snape guessed, Noah could also see that their principal and Professor Lance should already know the identity of the dark wizard. This kind of charade was not a good feeling, but since Noah did not intend to intervene, so He simply ignored this.
I just don’t know if Professor Snape feels the same way.
Noah hasn't figured out what the other party is calling him for, so he shouldn't be used as bait.
…
Professor Snape's pot of potion could not be brewed in an hour. In fact, the pot of potion had to be brewed all day long, and it was only when dinner was approaching that he finally managed to make a small bottle.
During this day, Noah was not assigned any strange tasks except for disposing of the bats he had not finished yesterday.
Professor Snape mercifully took up Noah's time and asked him to attend the potions class of the second and third grade students as an assistant. Although it could only be regarded as an audit class, Noah had already "previewed" the textbook. Still able to understand.
During the class, he was not allowed to make the potion, but he was called over to watch the professor's entire process of making the potion.
Noah once suspected that the professor was taking this opportunity to desert himself.
Of course Noah was willing to accept it, so he was very serious in class, even though Snape never gave him a good look, and his words were basically growls.
But habits are really terrible things.
…
After dinner in the evening, Noah, who was rarely alone, returned to the dormitory first.
He took Keya with him and then went to the courtyard to find Professor Lance.
Professor Lance was talking to a wizard with a gray beard who looked older than Dumbledore.
Noah blinked. This old man was not tall, at least he seemed too short next to the tall Professor Lance.
This should be Sylvanus Kettleburn, their professor of protective magical biology.
Noah heard the senior students mention this professor. He is a very enthusiastic little old man. Even many Slytherin students like this professor very much. However, besides liking this professor, these senior Slytherins He also advised Noah sternly that it was best not to get close to any magical creatures that the professor asked you to touch, because the professor was too fond of those dangerous magical creatures and often misjudged their dangers, which had caused him to suffer many times. Injure yourself or others.
Sensing Noah coming, Professor Lance turned around and waved to him.
"Professor Lance, Professor Kettleburn." Noah greeted the two professors.
"Is this Noah?" Professor Kettleburn looked at Noah happily. "He looks like a really smart little guy."
"He's not just smart, Professor Sibervanus, you'll find out how lovable he is when you teach him a lesson."
"Oh, that's really exciting. But he is only in the first grade now, and he can only take my class in the third grade." Professor Kettleburn shook his head in disappointment, but he quickly cheered up, "By the way, Do you like magical creatures?"
He looked at Noah expectantly: "Those are all cute little guys."
Are they all cute little guys?
For a moment, the example given by the Slytherin senior appeared in Noah's mind.
The professor caught a horse-shaped water monster from the lake, but was lured onto its back and brought to the lake. If the mermaids hadn't discovered it early, the professor would have died directly from the beast's mouth...
The horse-shaped water monster can transform into various shapes, but it most often appears in the shape of a horse, and then wears broad-leaf cattail grass as a mane.
He remembered that the introduction to the horse-shaped water monster in the book specifically stated that this water monster would lure careless people to ride on its back, then plunge into rivers or lakes, gobble people up, and leave their internal organs floating around. Get to the water.
However, the method of subduing them is not difficult. Use a placing spell to put a bridle on their heads, and they will become docile and no longer pose a threat to people.
But according to Slytherin's senior, the professor claimed that he had reached a friendship with the horse-shaped water monster, then took the initiative to take off the bridle, and then rode on the horse...
Noah didn't understand it at the time, but he was shocked.
But at this moment, he had to admit that what his senior said was still reasonable. Although this professor seemed too natural, it was indeed easy for people to like him.
So Noah nodded: "I like it."
Professor Lance patted him on the shoulder and said to Professor Kettleburn, "Isn't that flattering?"
"really."
"We may need to go to the Forbidden Forest tonight." Professor Lance looked at Noah, "If nothing else happens, this should be your last confinement."
He blinked: "I heard that you were detained in the office by your dean. You might be released after tonight."
Several people were talking as they walked, and before they knew it, they came to the cabin next to the Forbidden Forest.
A black hound suddenly ran out. It was quite large, flicking its tongue as it ran. Its figure, which should have been intimidating, now gave off a silly sense of déjà vu.
But the hound suddenly stopped suddenly when it was about to run to them, then turned around with a whimper and ran to the back of the cabin at an even faster speed.
It looked like there was some wild beast chasing behind him.
"Ya Ya?" Professor Kettleburn's raised hand froze in mid-air. For a moment, he looked at the direction in which the black dog was escaping and felt deeply puzzled.
After a while, he put down his arms and muttered strangely: "What's going on?"
He glanced at Noah and Lance behind him: "Are you afraid of strangers?"
Hearing the noise, Hagrid opened the door of the cabin and walked out: "Professor Silvanus, what happened?"
"Oh, Hagrid, it's nothing. Maybe the two strangers scared Fang. By the way, Professor Lance and Lannister are going to the Forbidden Forest. It's up to you."
"Are they them?" Hagrid walked up to the two of them. He was too big and Noah had to raise his neck when looking at him. This was a bit uncomfortable, so Noah stepped back a little and tried to lower his neck. Get comfortable.
This move of his made the Forbidden Forest guard misunderstand something.
"Oh, Slytherin," Hagrid said vaguely, but his voice was loud and had a dull buzz.
"Relax, Hagrid." Lance smiled, "Lannister is a good boy."
"Indeed, you will like him." Professor Kettleburn nodded in agreement.
