One morning before Christmas, Rolf woke up from his dream and found that it had snowed last night. The castle and its surroundings were covered with several feet of snow, and the surface of the Black Lake was also covered with hard ice.
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"It's a new dawn again, may the wisdom of Ravenclaw shine on you."
"Good morning, Jeff. Can't you just say a simpler greeting?"
"Of course you can, but that will also lower my quality."
"So you still care about this kind of thing. I thought you only care about the results of your experiments."
"It seems that you have a deep misunderstanding of your roommate, Rolf."
"Come on, wake them both up quickly. It will be Potions class later. Professor Snape's temper has not been very good recently."
After saying that, Luofu took his things and walked out of the dormitory, preparing to go to the auditorium for breakfast. Just as he was about to arrive, he found many students gathered around the window looking outside and laughing.
Rolf, who couldn't resist his curiosity, also walked over and took a look, and found that it was actually a famous scene in the legend: the Weasley brothers were beating poor Professor Quirrell with snowballs.
Seeing Quirrell being shot repeatedly in the back of the head, Rolf felt pain for poor Voldemort. But neither Voldemort nor Quirrell dared to take any action, because at this moment Dumbledore was also watching from the window of the principal's office.
In the farce below, Professor McGonagall finally discovered all this and captured the twin brothers.
They will pay the price for their actions, but in Rove's view, the price is nothing at all. They have done what 99.9% of wizards cannot do, and they have beaten Voldemort's snake face.
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Although there are warm flames burning in the fireplaces in the auditorium and lounge, the corridors and aisles blown by the cold wind seem even more chilly.
Of course, this was nothing to Rove. A simple spell solved the problem of keeping warm. However, when he was passing through the corridor, he accidentally saw Harry and Malfoy again, and they were flirting as usual.
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However, compared to his previous impulsiveness, Harry seemed to be much more restrained now. He and Neville were holding back Ron Weasley who was about to hit someone, while Malfoy opposite him was shouting with his followers.
exaggerated laughter.
Farol agreed with Harry's actions because he saw Professor Snape approaching behind Harry. It seemed that today was another day when Gryffindor was deducted points.
When Rolf slowly moved to the auditorium, he found that Hermione was already waiting for him next to their usual seat, and even breakfast had been packed for him.
"You're always so slow."
"I was just attracted by the scenery on the road. As long as you stand at the right angle, the whole world is a beautiful garden."
"I think you went to watch the Weasley brothers' pranks. They went too far. Why did they treat Professor Quirrell like that? Although his teaching level is questionable, he is a professor!"
"So you've also seen it. Although I don't agree with what George and his friends did, but if you think about it carefully, it's really interesting."
"Boom"
As soon as Luo Fu finished speaking, the plate placed in front of him disappeared. The fork he was about to insert into the steak was stuck on the table. Looking at the eyes around him who looked over after hearing the movement, Luo Fu gently held his hand.
He raised his forehead and looked at Hermione who was holding her dinner plate.
"Well, the two of them were wrong for disrespecting the teacher. They should be punished for it, and I shouldn't think this kind of thing is funny."
"Hmm, let's eat."
Satisfied, Hermione handed the plate back and gave him a small plate of vegetable salad as a reward. Of course, Rolf accepted all of them and took them all.
After finishing breakfast, the two walked to the door of the auditorium together and then separated, because the classrooms where they had classes were not in the same direction. When Luo Fu came to the underground Potions classroom, he looked at the classroom that was even more gloomy and cold in winter.
I just want to end this class quickly and go back to the auditorium.
Although he does not need to rely on the flames of the crucible to stay warm like other students, staying in a dark and cold classroom where every breath can turn into white mist is not a restrictive thing.
Of course, the owner of this classroom may have different views, but his surname is neither Potter nor James, so Snape has no reason to cause trouble for him, right?
Then he was called up to answer questions. Fortunately, his rich knowledge reserve allowed him to successfully avoid difficulties from Snape. Because the other party was not asking about the simple properties of the potion materials, but the materials used in the preparation of the potion.
methods and means.
"Some of the potion techniques of the Scamander family are indeed unique, but this is in my class, so I hope you can still complete the homework according to my method, okay? Mr. Scamander."
"Of course, you are the professor, you have the final say."
"Also, go to the principal's office after class. Our respected principal, there are some things I want to talk to you about."
"Okay, Professor."
After that, until Rove finished the class and left the classroom, Snape continued to ask various questions. However, his attitude changed somewhat, from the initial contempt to an inquiry with a meaning of discussion. The Hufflepuff next door obviously didn't realize this, but the Ravenclaws may have realized it, and they wisely chose not to realize it themselves.
This class was a real benefit to Rove. He finally got to see what it means to be a real potions master. At best, he was just endorsing it. At most, he had a decent hands-on ability.
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After class, Rolf folded an origami crane and put it out. After letting it tell Hermione that he could not go to the library for the time being, he followed the ever-changing stairs of Hogwarts to the door of the principal's office located in the upper part of the castle.
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"Password"
"A pile of cockroaches?"
"Wrong, that was from yesterday."
"Honey sizzles with sugar"
After the statue at the door glanced at him, he turned around and opened the door to the principal's office. When Rove walked into the principal's office, Dumbledore seemed to be writing something.
"Sit down first. As the principal, I have too many things to deal with every day, so can you please wait for me for a while? Mr. Scamander."
"Of course, and I prefer that you call me Rolf."
"Okay, Rolf. You know, your grandmother has never liked me very much. She almost sent you to the United States to prevent you from becoming my student."
"But I finally chose Hogwarts, didn't I? This is the best magic school in my mind, just like you are the best professor and principal in my mind."
"Thank you for your compliment. It's a pity that your grandmother doesn't think so. Of course, there is a reason for this. It is a matter of our older generation. But I didn't call you here today to talk about this. I want to talk about
Ravenclaw's diadem, and a new magical item I recently acquired: the Mirror of Erised."