Draco sat next to Lin An and said in a strange tone: "I asked him about your welfare, and I treated him with every possible care. I even taught him the truth - but he still can't even pronounce your name."
"Listen, Lin an, it sounds like Lian or Lilian or something..."
Lin An laughed: "Xiaolong, do you think there are many people in the world who are as smart as you and can speak multiple languages?"
"Thank you for your hard work. I know my name is difficult to pronounce. You see, you and Hollens are the only ones in Slytherin who can pronounce it accurately."
Draco:......
He was so angry, and he didn't know what to say. But at the same time, he felt a little proud - indeed, his father said that when dealing with strong people, you should make friends with your heart.
He wanted to say something, but when he turned around, he saw that Lin An had already taken out the pen and paper that she had brought from the Muggle world, and then started to sort out her notes.
He didn't understand: "Professor Quirrell is just a reputation-seeker, and nothing he says is true. I really don't know where the board of directors spent the money on hiring teachers - why do you still take notes so seriously?
"
Lin An didn't even raise his head: "It is a very lucky thing for a student to meet a reliable teacher during his studies."
"Especially since I am a Muggle. A lot of common sense you take for granted, but I have to work hard to think of."
"In this case, a good memory is not as good as a bad pen. There is no harm in taking more notes."
not to mention……
That's Professor Quirrell!
The famous mysterious person, the first carrier of the Dark Lord! She is now in the limelight in Slytherin, and she has no expectation that she will be as low-key as the Dark Lord. But learn two more important points from this alternative genius. This idea
Nothing wrong?
Lin An carefully thought through his thoughts and found that there was indeed nothing wrong with it.
At this moment, Professor Quirrell walked into the classroom again.
The classroom was instantly filled with the smell of garlic. His thin head was wrapped in a huge scarf. Even his back was stooped. He looked not only weak but also timid. There was no word related to handsome anywhere in his body.
Lin An sighed.
In China, the appearance of this kind of villain must be more high-end and classy than the male protagonist.
It's a pity that this is a magical fairy tale. The villain has to have his son.
Professor Quirrell was talking about his duel with vampires in Romania today. He was stammering and dancing, but for a long time there was no focus.
I can't tell what kind of spell was used, nor the specific process.
Draco sat on one side and played with his wand boredly, unable to even act like he was listening to the lecture seriously.
The Slytherin snakes imitated Lin An's example of taking notes, but their skills were not good enough. At the moment, they just opened their eyes blankly, either distracted or teetering on the edge of dozing off.
Only Crabbe and Goyle were as determined as ever and continued to eat their snacks in class...
At first glance, this is no different from a lifetime of junior high school, high school and college.
The only difference is...
"Lin An, maybe you can come and help me and show the students the protective effect of armor?"
This sentence was so sudden that no one noticed that it was well-spoken and coherent.
What's more, no one noticed that Lin An's name was also called in an extremely standard manner.
Lin, shore.
She was suddenly inspired.
Although... cough, I've been lazy for a few days...
