After Justin left, Ming Yuan frowned slightly and gently rubbed his temples. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

From the back door of the office, Qian Ji walked in with tea.

"How many months?" She asked, a little worried.

Ming Yuan compared his scissor hands, and saw that Qianji seemed to be startled, and then he explained: "Don't worry, in terms of burden, this two months are about the same as one day for us." ”

"After all, we didn't use illusions to simulate battles, and the scene was relatively fixed, so the consumption was much smaller, just a little headache, which was different from when we used it to cultivate."

Qian Ji put the steaming black tea on the table, then walked to Ming Yuan's side and gently rubbed his temples for him: "This level of illusion, if you can use it a little less, use it a little less." There's no need to give yourself a headache because of an unmotivated student, right? “

Ming Yuan let out a "hmm" and explained: "What I learned from the opening of Konoha, no matter how good the product is or how good the system is, if you don't clearly state its benefits, it may take effort and be thankless. ”

"At that time, we did so many reforms to give Konoha employees better benefits than other stores, but they didn't realize it. In the end, it is up to comparison to make them understand this. ”

"Actually, this is true for the educational reform I am currently carrying out at Hogwarts. There are two main types of resistance we will face, one from professors who are skeptical and dissatisfied with the change, and the other from parents who are ignorant of the content and benefits of the reform. It's also very simple to get the resistance to go away, just let them see enough of the benefits. ”

"Whether it's professors or parents, what we want to see is for the students to develop for the better. If students have indeed learned knowledge, have indeed cultivated a diligent attitude towards learning, and have indeed had a better place to go than before, then how can professors and parents stop them? So what I need is just an example of a student who has undergone a dramatic transformation during the implementation of the new system. ”

"Actually, if it weren't for the limited time, I wouldn't need to use illusions on Justin, such a system would have been accepted sooner or later. But because of me, our wedding has been delayed for a long time, and I want to go back to Konoha as soon as possible to get married, and I also want to have a child sooner. “

Qianji's face turned red, and he said with a slight annoyance: "What do you say?" ”

Ming Yuan smiled, gently hugged Qianji and said, "Wait, I'm sorry, I have to make you wait a little longer." I promise, two years at most, and once I've started building a branch of Hogwarts and gathered the questions along the way, we'll leave for Konoha to get married. ”

Qianji blushed and said "um": "It's okay, don't worry, it won't matter in a few years." If we can learn more experience, we will be more persuasive to the top and more likely to succeed in reform. This is the cause you have chosen, and I will support you no matter what. ”

"Come, the tea is going to be cold, let's taste it. It was Mrs. Malfoy's tea leaves, and it tasted very elegant, which I thought was very good. ”

Ming Yuan looked at Qianji gratefully, and gently sipped the fragrant tea.

……

Justin, pale, walked slowly through the corridors of Hogwarts.

The armor imbued with cleansing magic was spotless, the lion statue with constant transfiguration wagged its head and tail from time to time, and the sun-basking magical plant stretched its branches happily on the windowsill...... What seemed ordinary in the past made Justin feel a deep sense of awe in his heart at this moment.

Around the corner of the hallway, a black-robed figure approached, and an absent-minded Justin almost bumped into it.

"Hell, Gryffindor trolls, don't you even have eyes?!"

There was a prejudice against Gryffindor in his scathing words, and there was no doubt that it was Snape, the Potions professor, and the professor Justin hated the most.

"Is that you?" Snape narrowed his eyes, and frankly said that if his dislike for the average Gryffindor was fifty, then for the lazy and clever Justin, his dislike was a hundred.

Justin felt a fluster, and now he finally knew what honor the Potions Master represented. Beneath Professor Snape's greasy hair, beneath his filthy black robes, and beneath his gloomy countenance, lies a wealth of knowledge that Justin may not have attained in his lifetime.

"I'm so sorry, Professor!"

Justin was a little flustered, and he immediately made a formal apology to Professor Snape for being a wizard, even though it wasn't very standard.

A hint of surprise flashed in Professor Snape's eyes, and he slowly spoke with a dark face, "Justin, instead of doing such a lame apology, I wish you could pick up your brain and eyes." It's bad enough to be a troll who doesn't know how to learn, but if I were to be a blind troll again, I don't think there's anything worse. ”

Leaving this vitriol behind, Professor Snape lost his mind again and walked briskly towards his office.

Justin breathed a sigh of relief and watched Professor Snape leave. He thought it was amusement, not understanding why he hated Professor Snape so much before. Despite his caustic words, where would the entire wizarding world find such approachable Potions masters who were willing to waste their time examining their pitifully crappy potions, and who were willing to point out the facts in scathing words instead of just ignoring them?

"There's no time to waste, I've been wasting three years!"

A deep sense of urgency weighed up in Justin's mind, and the two months spent hallucinating left him panicking. He was afraid that when he graduated from Hogwarts, he would find himself in such a terrible situation with nothing to learn about.

"If you want to read, you must read well. There are still three years to catch everything at Hogwarts, and if you work harder, you must make up for the time you wasted. “

Justin walked briskly towards the Gryffindor common room, a little tired from the long hallucinations, but the feeling of being uplifted to find his purpose gave Justin strength.

The Gryffindor common room was packed, and the sounds of swearing and frenzy rang out one after another, something that had previously only been seen before final exams.

"Hell! What the hell are these questions?! That's all we have to test in the next class?! ”

"Hey, does anyone know how to do this?! Help, help, it's been almost half an hour, and I don't have a clue! Question 5, who made it, come and save me! ”

"Does anyone know this question? Damn, the spell analysis of the fluorescent spell, what the hell does that mouthy bullshit syllable do? Damn, all I can think of is to increase the difficulty of casting spells! ”

"Let's form a team!"

The cacophony froze the moment Justin pushed the door open, followed by whistles and cheers.

"Hero!"

"Welcome back!"

"Are you still alive?! God, we all bet Professor Mingyuan would skin you alive! ”

"Hey, Justin, tell us quickly, has the cunning Justin escaped Teacher Mingyuan's punishment?"

Justin smiled wryly and shrugged tiredly.

"Guys, where is the vacant spot? Give me a spot. ”

"By the way, bring me the notes from this class, it would be nice if you could tell me more, I don't think I'll be able to read it. Guys, is anyone willing to do this? Merlin is on top, next time I go to Hogsmeade I'll treat him to five glasses of Butterbeer! “

Sizzle, gasps rang out in the Gryffindor common room, and strange eyes wandered around.

"It's a Revenus Curse, right? I'm betting on a Galleon, it's a Reimber curse, right? “

"Professor Mingyuan cast a Imperius curse on Justin, right? Merlin is on top, so if I write to the Ministry of Magic to report it, won't I have to do these homework and exams?! “

"Merlin, Justin, if you're looking for someone to talk to and brag about your adventures, I think that's normal. Right now...... I think it was Professor Ming Yuan who used the Imperius Curse. ”

With a laughing and crying expression, Justin took a vacant spot, then pulled out his quill and book, and buried his head in the strange gaze of everyone.