Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

 Chapter 903 Snape’s little thoughts

It is not awkward for young couples to role-play, but only if no one else discovers it.

It would be different if an acquaintance saw it, especially if the acquaintance took a photo.

 Bill has a deep understanding of this.

 Is it wrong to dress yourself up as a Christmas gift and come all the way to meet your fiancée?

 No, this is a sentiment that can enhance feelings.

Is it wrong to kiss your fiancée in the street?

 No, this is France. Couples kissing in the street is just like seeing bald middle-aged men in the UK. It is perfectly normal.

But why does he want to go to Azkaban so much?

 Bill was sitting in the potion shop, half asleep and half awake.

Next to him, Kyle and Kangna were discussing a photo together.

“Look at this red and gold color scheme, a Christmas gift from Gryffindor, oh, it’s so thoughtful.”

“That ribbon is pretty cute, very playful.” Kangna covered her mouth and tried not to laugh.

 Don’t laugh. The person involved is still there. It would be too impolite to laugh.

 But it’s really funny.

Kanna shrugged her shoulders and endured it very hard.

“Thanks to my foresight and taking a camera with me, I was able to capture such a wonderful scene. Mrs. Weasley must have loved it.”

Bill's head dropped lower.

He looked at the wand in his hand, wondering whether to cast a death spell on himself or cast one on Kyle.

How about giving it to Kyle, destroying the photo, and then getting another one for yourself, and tell the public that it was Voldemort attacking France.

 At least this would preserve his innocence.

No matter how forward-thinking Bill is, he doesn't want Mrs. Weasley to see a photo of him dressed as a Christmas present.

 He will be the **** of jokes... for the next fifty years, maybe longer.

He could even imagine that Fred and George would put this photo on the window of their store, on promotional posters, and even on every product, and send it around the world.

It's better to grit your teeth now and bury everything here.

 Destroy it, I’m tired.

Bill tightened his wand.

“That’s enough!” Fleur stood up, quickly snatched the photo away, tore it into pieces and threw it into the fireplace nearby.

 Watching the photo gradually turn into ashes, Bill's eyes glowed again.

Kyle didn’t stop him. He only waited until it was completely burned before he slowly took out a thick stack of photos of the same style and asked:

 “Do you want more?”

 Just kidding, he was already proficient in the copying spell when he was in first grade, how could he not have a backup?

 Fleur rolled her eyes angrily.

“You thought I was Bill yesterday, right?” Kyle asked.

 “Yes.” Fleur admitted, and there was nothing bad to admit.

Bill wrote a letter saying that he would come to her on Christmas, so when Kyle knocked on the door, she subconsciously thought that he had come early, and happily went to open the door.

 Unexpectedly, it was Kyle who came looking for Kangna.

 She just finished a meal of dog food and it hasn’t been digested yet. Here we go again, on Christmas Day?

 This made Fleur feel very uncomfortable, especially knowing that Bill would come but not yet.

"Tsk... you are so petty, you made me sleepless all night yesterday." Kyle curled his lips and raised the photo in his hand, "Apologise to me now, maybe I can consider letting you go."

 “Huh?” Fleur curled her lips.

 Will she apologize?

Of course not, she even stood up directly, hugged Bill's head and took another sip.

Fleur didn't care whether he would send the photo to the Weasleys, or it would be better to send it there, so that Bill, who died in England, could stay in France.

“…” Kyle muttered again and threw the photo into the fireplace.

 “Okay, you win.”

Of course he would not give this thing to Mrs. Weasley, let alone let Fred and George see it. Bill just came to see his fiancée. Although it was a bit of fun, it was not that serious.

but…

Kyle glanced at Kangna intentionally or unintentionally, thinking about something in his mind.

  Unfortunately, Kangna was not looking at him, but was staring intently at a piece of parchment on the table.

That was what Kyle brought out when he was taking the photo just now. It was also one of the reasons why he came here.

 “How come I have never seen this magic potion formula before, and...”

Kanna looked at the content above, "African tree snake skin, unicorn blood...these two materials are mixed together, and the wizard can't bear it at all. You couldn't have written it randomly, right?"

 “This was given to me by Sacia, the Mother Superior of St. Mungo’s,” Kyle said.

Kanna was stunned for a moment and blinked, "That must be because I don't understand things comprehensively enough."

"No, you trust her that much?" Kyle was a little surprised.

She was so serious just now, but when she heard Sasia's name, she immediately denied her point of view. This was too simple.

“Of course, Headmaster Sasia is a living legend in the potions world. In my opinion, she is greater than Headmaster Dumbledore.”

 “Okay,” Kyle said.

 He had to admit that fans never had much resistance in front of their idols, and the Wizard was no exception.

“Actually, you are right, this potion is for fire dragons.”

 “Fire dragon?”

"Yeah." Kyle nodded, "I raised five dragons in the Forbidden Forest. Dean Sasia came yesterday and gave me this."

 “Wait a minute, what did you just say?”

As soon as Kyle finished speaking, before Kangna said anything, Bill couldn't sit still.

He no longer cared about the issue of social death or not. He raised his head and looked at Kyle without blinking, "What did you just say you did in the Forbidden Forest?"

 “Raising a fire dragon, what’s all the fuss about?”

"Listen to yourself, what are you talking about!" Bill blurted out: "It's understandable to brag appropriately when chasing a girl, but you can't go too far, five-headed dragon... Charlie didn't even take care of him when he was working in the reserve. Pass the five-headed dragon!”

“I can’t explain it clearly in one or two sentences. You’ll find out when you have time to go to Hogwarts.” Kyle said.

"Oh, by the way..." He looked at Connor again, "The headmaster of Hogwarts is no longer Dumbledore, but Professor McGonagall. Besides, after Christmas, I will take the ancient runes class. Professor."

"ah?"

"What did you say?"

Except for Bill, the two witches looked over almost at the same time.

"Why, you don't know?" Kyle asked in confusion, looking at Fleur emphatically, "Ms. Maxim also attended the inauguration ceremony of the new principal, she didn't tell you?"

"No." Fleur shook her head, "In fact, we have rarely contacted each other recently."

Then she thought of something else, turned around and glared at Bill, "Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing in the letter?"

 “This…” Bill felt a little aggrieved.

Fleur, a Frenchman, why should he care about the replacement of the headmaster of Hogwarts.

 Besides, why did they add Dumbledore's name to their letter.

However, looking at Fleur's eyes, Bill still didn't say what was in his heart.

In addition, he is a little confused now. He knows that the headmaster of Hogwarts has changed, but what is going on with Kyle, the ancient rune professor.

 No one told him.

 There is also the previous five-headed dragon.

 He ​​just thought about it. Kyle is not a person who likes to tell lies, and with the relationship between him and Kang Na, there is no need to use such clumsy lies to express himself.

 This is eighty percent true.

 But just because he felt it was true, he was even more incredible.

How could a wizard raise a dragon? Even Gringotts only dared to raise it secretly.

Don't raise it secretly. If it is discovered, it will be taken to Azkaban.

Bill stood up nervously and closed the curtains in the store.

"Don't be so nervous." Kyle waved his hand and roughly told what happened.

 The focus is on how Professor McGonagall became the principal.

Because the time turner involves too many things, it is impossible to explain it in a sentence or two, and it is not suitable for Fleur to know. Kyle directly blamed Newt and Dumbledore, saying that it was with their help that Got the legal certificate for raising dragons.

 It’s not that she doesn’t trust Fleur, because of her relationship with Bill, she can be considered one of our own.

But it involves some secrets of Dumbledore, which is somewhat inconvenient.

 But even this is surprising enough.

Kanna opened her mouth as if she was listening to a fairy tale, and her expression was so cute.

 And Fleur... I don't know if it's an illusion, but Kyle always feels that she has a tendency to return to her ancestors.

 It’s just a fire dragon, right?     To make a fuss.

"I didn't expect that I missed so many things." Kangna looked a little melancholy.

"You..." Kyle glanced at her, as if he wanted to say something.

"Forget it, Professor McGonagall would be great as the principal," Connor said suddenly, taking the initiative to drop the topic.

“I haven’t congratulated you yet. After Christmas, you should be the youngest professor at Hogwarts.”

 “Hmm…it should be.” Kyle nodded.

“Tsk.” Fleur on the side suddenly rolled her eyes, but she didn’t say anything. She just hugged Bill and took another bite as if to vent her anger.

"Hey." Bill said dissatisfiedly: "I don't feel any emotion from your kiss, as if I am an apple."

 “That’s a sweet apple too.” Fleur said with a smile, feeling much better.

Kyle smacked his lips and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed... Is this how Fleur felt before?

 Sure enough, she was angry for a reason.

 What’s strange is why he can still get a mouthful of dog food when Kang Na is around.

 He also wants to be an apple.

 "Kanna..." Kyle turned his head.

 “Do you have unicorn blood?”

"What?"

"Unicorn blood." Kangna repeated, "I have the two rarest materials here, African tree snake skin, but I will hardly use unicorn blood. You should have it."

“Ah, I have it.” Kyle took out a bottle, which contained silvery blood, like molten silver.

  As for why Kyle has this kind of thing... Hagrid gave it to him.

 He just told Hagrid to pay attention and remember to collect some blood if any unicorn was injured.

 Kyle really just said casually that magical animals like unicorns have a characteristic that no creature will be hostile to them, not even the most irritable hornets.

 In addition, they themselves are not fragile creatures and usually will not suffer any damage.

 So Kyle’s original plan was to go to Diagon Alley to buy it.

Although the blood of unicorns contains a magical immortal curse, once it flows out from the wound, this curse will disappear in a few seconds, so it is not a prohibited trade product, and many potions Come in handy.

For example, the most famous elixir of good fortune, one of the essential materials is unicorn blood.

Of course, the price of this thing is also really expensive, almost ten times that of dragon blood, and it is not that easy to buy.

But Kyle didn’t expect that Hagrid would get him a bottle that night, and it was quite a lot.

According to Hagrid, although unicorns rarely attack each other, the exception is around Christmas, because this is the time when they are looking for mates.

Unicorns will also drive away their competitors in order to show off their strength.

 He happened to encounter an injured unicorn yesterday. Its front leg was penetrated and it bled a lot.

And he also said that there may be more in the near future, and if necessary, he can help get more.

 “How do you know I have unicorn blood?” Kyle asked curiously.

“Here.” Kangna pointed to an inconspicuous mark on the parchment.

"Not only do I know that you have unicorn blood, I also know that you have brewed this kind of magic potion." She picked up the parchment and smelled it. "The crucible exploded, right?"

 “You know all this?” Kyle was a little surprised.

His cauldron did explode, mainly because when he poured the unicorn's blood, the whole pot of potion boiled and collapsed everywhere, twice in a row.

“African tree snake skin and unicorn blood will conflict when put together, just like the Clear Water Curse and the Explosive Curse. If you put them directly, the crucible will explode.”

Conna said, "You should mix the unicorn blood into the **** root powder to act as a buffer."

“But... Dean Sasia didn’t say anything.”

 “Isn’t this common sense?” Connor said matter-of-factly.

Kyle opened his mouth but stopped talking.

He felt that when he was in school, his potion scores were pretty good, and he was on par with Kangna. How could the gap become so big not long after graduation?

 “Leave it to me.” Kangna put away the parchment naturally.

“Give me that one too.” She pointed to the unicorn blood in Kyle’s hand, “It’s a waste of you holding it.”

 “Okay.” Kyle obediently handed over the bottle in his hand.

 “Ha!” Furong beside her laughed happily,

The first time she saw Kyle was deflated.

What about the champion of the Triwizard Tournament? Didn’t the pot explode when making the potion?

 Her potions have never exploded.

Kyle naturally heard Fleur's sarcasm, but didn't pay attention.

 The Potions class at Beauxbatons is just like the Care of Magical Creatures class at Hogwarts. Several grades combined cannot make up a hundred students.

 She knows **** about potions.

"By the way, I have something to give you too." At this time, Kangna suddenly said.

 She walked to the shelf not far away, found a bag and put it on the table.

Kyle opened it and saw that it was full of gold galleons, estimated to be more than a hundred.

"I'm not short of money." Kyle returned the bag to Kangna. "I also opened a shop in Diagon Alley. Although I don't usually have many customers, my income is still considerable."

“You don’t even have any customers, but you still earn a decent amount of money.” Furong said in a long voice: “You don’t mean to earn a galleon by being handsome.”

Kyle ignored her and just pushed the bag forward, "You can keep it, I really don't need it."

"But it was originally given to you." Connor said, "Uncle Severus sent this some time ago, and he said it was some kind of compensation.

“I don’t know why the compensation for you was sent to me, and I’m not allowed to tell you yet. But since you’re here, just take it.”

Kyle looked at Connor and then at the galleons bag.

 He finally came to his senses.

Last time Snape went to his shop because of Malfoy's incident and broke an ebony shelf.

 The compensation agreed between the two was one hundred and fifty galleons.

Snape later insisted that he had paid the money, but Kyle had not received it, and neither had Dobby.

This matter has become a mystery.

　　　　 He sent Galleon to Kangna.

Kyle remembered that he said at the time that his money was Connor's money. He originally wanted to stimulate Snape, but unexpectedly, he put it to use and paid the compensation directly to Connor.

Thinking of this, Kyle took the bag in his hand.

 “If that’s the case, then I’ll accept it!”

“Is this bag yours? Professor Snape sent it here.”

“It belongs to my uncle.” Kangna said. She glanced at Kyle suspiciously, “You’re not planning any bad ideas again.”

"No, of course not, how could it be." Kyle immediately denied, "I am now Professor Snape's colleague, how could I have bad ideas for him? You are overthinking!"

 “It’s best.” Connor sighed.

She didn't mention Snape a word just now, Kyle was completely self-conscious.

 She regretted giving the bag to Kyle.

"Forget it." Kangna shook her head. She was in France anyway, and what happened to those two men was none of her business.

They chatted for a while, and Fleur was curious about how Kyle became a professor at Hogwarts at such a young age.

 There has never been such a young professor in Beauxbatons.

Kyle didn’t know what to say about this, and could only refute it as the decision of Dumbledore and the current principal.

　　While several people were chatting, Kangna would always glance at the parchment on the table from time to time.

 Because it was Sasia's magic potion formula, after getting the key ingredients, she couldn't wait to try it.

Moreover, her mood was becoming more and more urgent. Even though Kyle, who was thinking about her, was right next to her, she couldn't completely calm down.

 “Sorry, let’s talk first.”

 After a few minutes, Kangna couldn't bear it anymore, stood up, took the parchment and unicorn blood and walked to the basement.

 “Wait a minute, I’ll go too.”

Kyle originally wanted to follow him to have a look, but it turned out that Kangna didn't seem to hear him at all and closed the door after walking into the basement.

 The solid door panel almost slapped Kyle in the face.

 “Hey…” The mixed-blood Veela laughed again from behind.

 “Are you so free?” Kyle said angrily, “Go and eat your apple.”

 “You mind me!” Fleur glared at him provocatively.

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 (End of this chapter)