One day in mid-December, Lin An followed... to be precise, he was taking the freshmen from Slytherin when they were about to go to class. He passed by the Black Lake and found that the Weasley twins had been punished.
The two of them were standing in the snow, winking and saying hello to Lin An:
"Hey! Pretty lady from Slytherin!"
"Remember us?"
"certainly."
Lin An also smiled at them and said: "Thank you for helping us carry our luggage on the train. Moreover, no one will easily forget your uniqueness! Hogwarts Twins!"
One of the Weasleys, George or Fred - sorry, Lin An couldn't tell clearly, so he held his chest exaggeratedly:
"Gemini? Wow! I love it!"
"What an honor it would be to be remembered in the hearts of this wonderful lady of Slytherin!"
Their movements were exaggerated, but their voices were playful, so even Slytherin students would find it difficult to dislike him.
In fact, the Weasley brothers often challenge the authority of teachers in school, which makes everyone feel anxious.
Especially this morning, the object of their struggle was Professor Quirrell.
After Lin An inquired for a while, he heard that they had enchanted some snowballs, making them chase Quirrell everywhere, and finally hit him behind his turban. [Original work]
this……
Lin An was silent.
Just...how to evaluate it?
She had a strange look on her face, and in the end she could only praise her sincerely: "You two are indeed Gryffindor's warriors!"
Who is wrapped behind Quirrell's turban?
The famous Dark Lord.
"sorry."
She bowed her hands to the two of them, and then led the Slytherin students on their way.
Brother Tuliu and the Weasleys scratched their heads in confusion and gestured to her hand gesture: "What does this mean? The mysterious etiquette of their family?"
"Brother, a friend of the Savior, is said to be from an orphanage." George corrected,
"Oh my gosh," Fred said exaggeratedly: "When we were six years old, we were beaten to death fighting for a new pair of socks - Orphan, do you think she looks like she's been short of money?"
All right.
The two brothers, who came from a poor family, shed sad tears.
At this moment, Lin An had already led everyone to the classroom.
There is a roaring fire here, as if you are in a heated room, very comfortable.
But along the way, the wind was raging, and the window glass was rattled by the biting cold wind.
She carefully covered her forehead and entered the classroom.
Draco looked at her curiously: "Why do you have to enter the classroom like this every time?"
Lin An still kept covering his forehead: "You don't understand, it's easy to catch a cold with such alternation of cold and hot. The health party cannot lose in such a small place."
Draco didn't take it seriously: "Don't underestimate the physical fitness of wizards. This kind of small problem rarely appears in us."
"What's more, even if it does happen, it can be solved with a dose of magic potion."
Come on.
Lin An put down his hand: "Are you saying that after drinking it, a whistling sound like train steam and hot water vapor will be released from your nose and head?"
It's really silly, like a locomotive that has become a spirit.
Having said this, when the two of them came to their seats, they still sighed.
Although this class was a Charms class and it was quite warm, the next class was Professor Snape's Potions class.
Potions classes are all held in the underground classroom. Even if there is a fire, it is still chilly——
As soon as I took a breath, there was a white mist in front of me. [Original work]
Several times, Lin An deliberately prolonged the cooking time of the potion, just to put his hands on it to heat it up.
Until Professor Snape stood in front of her, and then said in a gloomy and calm tone: "Famous Miss Genius, maybe you want to get a D in my class."
Lin An:……
She had no choice but to quickly take down the crucible, and then mustered up her courage:
"Professor, can't there be another fireplace in the classroom?"
Snape looked at her with his dark eyes, and then gave a weird smile, which seemed to be gloating or mocking.
"No." He said: "After all, my office cannot accommodate so many potion materials that will be destroyed by the little trolls."
Although the storage methods of potion materials vary, in most cases, low temperature is preferred.
It's not a wash, just a discussion. The Dark Lord seems to be more generous than the average Long Aotian. After all, he didn't immediately give the Weasley twins a curse because of those snowballs, hahaha...
I just died laughing after watching the original novel.
(Although there was only one twin left in the end)
