Chapter Twenty-Seven: Senior, Please Trust Me
Dentists are a fairly high-end profession in the UK, and their income is worthy of the high-end of this profession, and the fact that Hogwarts does not require tuition fees makes the high tuition fees that need to be paid from secondary school onwards vacant, which is why Hermione has enough money to buy so many books - Hermione's parents are not stingy with the cost of education, and they do have the financial resources...
If only I were rich ...
At this moment, Alan had no intention of persuading, and he was hit.
Anyway, when she suffers, she will know how unfriendly this kind of class schedule is to herself - 24 hours a day is extended to more under the time turner, and this blow to the biological clock will make people crazy! It's too late to give up when she regrets it, anyway, it doesn't matter if she misses a few classes or something, just pass nine homework required for the exam, just like if she got zero in the divination class later, it's okay, isn't it?
Alan looked at Hermione, who had a thirsty expression for knowledge, and shrugged his shoulders: "Okay, as you wish, it's not a bad thing to learn more, anyway, it's too late to regret it, the school's requirement is to pass nine homework, just keep giving up-"
His words were interrupted by a crisp cough - Professor McGonagall's eyes were obvious, you try to trick my students again?
Although Professor McGonagall is very kind, she is a rather traditional professor - it is good for her that students can learn more, and Alan gave up on this matter when he was able to choose more classes, so that he could give up on the matter of being the first in his grade, but it is absolutely not okay to fool other students to slack off.
Don't forget, the time turner was personally approved by her from the Ministry of Magic, which is a complete indication of the professor's attitude.
"Very well, then, Mr. Robinter, you will be in charge of the escort of Miss Granger to class, please send Miss Granger back to the common room, and remember not to mention it to the others. β
"Alright, Professor, then, let's take our leave. β
Alan behaved very politely, but unfortunately before going out.
After leaving the office and turning a corner, he turned around and looked at Hermione without saying a word, and Hermione raised her head and looked at Alan at the moment, without showing weakness - but after a moment, Hermione lowered her head and leaned against the wall, her fingers unconsciously playing with the corners of her wizard's robes, her face slightly red, her eyes dodging, revealing a weak expression.
"Thirteen lessons?" said Allen's tone was calm, but Hermione's eyes dodged even more.
"After I talked for a long time, you didn't even give up even a single class? Do you know what that means?" Alan held his forehead with one hand and pressed the wall weakly with the other, he was really angry with this stupid child.
"That means you've got a conflicting schedule to the point where you have to use the damn thing every day! Two hours at the least, or six hours a day at the most! That's not counting the heavy work! And you can't use that thing while you're sleeping, right?"
This kind of overtime is something that adults can't stand if they continue to work overtime for a long time, not to mention the biological clock that has been completely disrupted, it's like playing the piano randomly!
Alan rubbed his forehead and said softly, "You don't have to go to the weekend make-up class, you learned to be driven crazy so much, how could Professor McGonagall agree to such an exaggerated class schedule!"
However, Hermione, who was still cowardly at first, was in a hurry at this time - she came to the same conclusion as Alan after reading many magic books, most of the books have few charms, and the real ones are even more difficult to find, if Alan stopped her tutoring class, then she really can only continue to look for those things from many books.
"Oh no! Ellen, you promised to teach me!" Hermione stared at Ellen, her cheeks bulging slightly with anger, her eyes full of surprise and resentment, she didn't expect Alan to come at all, but Allen's gaze was unmoved.
Unfortunately, Allen's suggestion, which was half threatening and half hoping that she would rest more, was not applied - in fact, Hermione was determined by a look of resentment.
The disease of the second secondary school is not only teenagers, but also young girls - although Hermione will not say that Meow Pas will not make herself a true eye of the evil king, but the thirteen-year-old is indeed at this age - even if she is indeed smart enough, it is still unavoidable, so, under Allen's kind arrangement, she chooses to let Alan do what he wants.
"Hmph," Hermione looked directly at Allen, "Well, I'll have a good rest that weekend!"
This bear child!
Alan wanted to hit someone very much at the moment, but the girl in front of him stared at him motionless, obviously not Harry's obedient child after beating the thief - forget it, one day the girl was too tired to knock her out, and then tell her that she passed out because she was too tired.
Just as Alan was about to finish looking at each other, a series of gasps startled him and Hermione - and when they turned their heads to look, they realized that it was the second-year students who were being led by another Hufflepuff prefect, and the gasping sound was made by them.
At this time, Alan suddenly realized that his image was a little strange, and he hurriedly moved his body back, and greeted the person with the same face: "There is still a task?"
"Well, there's no way, they still have a class, I have to take them over, so what are you?"
Rub, brother, everyone is mixed management, don't open which pot is not opened, can this matter be revealed?
Seeing the roll of Allen's eyes, the slow-headed guy hurriedly followed the topic change, and by the way, he fooled a bunch of second-year ghosts and made them abandon all their wrong ideas.
In the evening, while it was time for dinner, the one came over, smiled evilly, and asked secretly as he ate, and it took Alan a long time before he finally explained the matter to himβhe had only taken the child to Professor McGonagall's office, and not to have any strange idea.
Rao is like this, the senior prefect still said to Alan with a serious look: "Allen, let me tell you, although you can go out of school to Hogsmeade in the third year by default, but this age is still too early, you have to be cautious!"
I'm cautious of you, a big-headed ghost! If it weren't for the fact that we secretly had dinner and you released water back then, would I duel with you, would you believe it or not?
Looking at Allen's eyes of resolute denial, the senior believed it.
It wasn't until the next morning, after bringing the imp into the classroom, Alan hurried to Gryffindor to find Hermione, and when he came out, he bumped into this senior again - the imps behind him were actually the same batch...
It's still a familiar person, it's still a familiar taste, but at this moment, Alan clearly read a sentence from the other party's eyes: "Make it up!
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