Chapter 31: The Dream (Part II)
"So, Mr. Justin, here's the disciplinary notice about you that is about to be filed. Pen %Fun %Cabinet www.biquge.info the academy points will be deducted 20 points, and the personal grade of this course will be lowered by one notch, if there is no objection, I will submit it to Headmaster Dumbledore? β
Justin's eyes, which had been relieved a moment ago, widened his eyes, Merlin was on top, and he was about to reach out and take the coffee handed by the professor!
"Hell yes! You can't do that, professor! β
Justin stood up excitedly in protest, and some of the hot coffee got on his trouser legs, burning his face for a while.
"There's a reason I'm absent from school! Not absenteeism without an excuse! β
"Professor, I'm sick, I'm sick! I got sick in the morning, had a fever, a high fever! I lay on the bed without even a little strength, my brain was dizzy, how could I come to class like that?! β
Ming Yuan chuckled and clapped his hands, motioning for him to sit down: "Ah, Mr. Justin, I already understand the situation, please don't get excited." β
Justin's face flushed, in his opinion, Ming Yuan was already a sign of softness, as long as he continued to make trouble, he would definitely calm down.
"In the end, this young professor is only tough on the surface, as long as I don't give up, he will definitely revoke the punishment."
Justin thought to himself, he didn't mean to sit down, he didn't mean to lower the volume, on the contrary, he was even more agitated, his pale face flushed with anger: "Professor, it's so inhumane for you to do this! Do you want me to drag my seriously ill body to class before you stop?! β
"Ahem, ahem! Although the fever has subsided, my throat still hurts terribly and my head is groggy, but you want to punish me because of my illness? It's too unkind! Are you still a professor?! β
Ming Yuan tilted his head to look at him, and suddenly sighed in excitement.
"That's pretty much enough, do I have to expose you, Mr. Justin?"
Justin's eyes widened: "Debunking me? What do you mean, Professor? β
"Are you, as a professor, suspecting me of lying? Doubting your own students? β
"Merlin, as a professor, you don't even trust your students?!"
Ming Yuan interrupted Justin, and he pulled out a form from the drawer and placed it in front of Justin.
"Three days ago, after you skipped a herbal medicine class, you almost fainted in your dorm room because of anemia."
"Five days ago, you were also absent from a herbal medicine class, citing dysentery."
"A week ago, you skipped a history of magic class on the grounds that it had a stomachache."
Ming Yuan smiled, but the words he said were merciless: "Mr. Justin, I think my brain should still be in the realm of a normal person, can I trouble you to find a better excuse?" β
Justin froze for a moment, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and just as he was about to continue to hold on, and even wanted to pretend to faint, Ming Yuan interrupted him: "I think it's better for you not to do unnecessary actions, I have enough confidence in Madame PoincarΓ© in the school hospital, if you really need to, I can even take you to St. Mungo's hospital for the most detailed examination." β
"Mr. Justin, I never bothered when it came to upholding the rules."
Ming Yuan tapped lightly on the punishment letter, and then said, "Mr. Justin, now please raise a reasonable objection, and please don't use that kind of irresponsible language to shirk responsibility or try to deceive me." I said something to your classmates in class, and since you didn't go to class, I'll repeat it to you again. β
"Everyone has to learn to take responsibility for their actions!"
Cold sweat was dripping from Justin's forehead, and he wanted to quibble again, but under Ming Yuan's gaze, he couldn't think of words of defense at all.
"So, don't you have anything to defend yourself?" Ming Yuan looked at him quietly, and stretched out his hand to take back the punishment letter, "Then I'm going to submit it to Headmaster Dumbledore." β
Justin's brain was spinning wildly, and suddenly, he reached out and pressed the disposition book that was being taken away, and then shouted, "No, Professor, you can't!" β
"Yes, indeed, I missed class! I deliberately skipped class because I didn't want to get out of bed! β
"But the announcement was posted after the class, and you didn't say anything about the penalties for absenteeism before the class, so I didn't know the consequences of absenteeism! You shouldn't punish me in such a way, it's unreasonable! β
"If you declare such a punishment before the class, then I will never be absent from class, and I should not be punished in this way!"
The punishment book that was being withdrawn stopped, and Ming Yuan looked at him with some surprise and said, "Well, what you said does make sense. Because I didn't declare the punishment in advance, you don't know what the consequences of absenteeism in my class will be, and you end up taking a fluke and making you skip class. β
"It seems that it is not appropriate to punish you with the rules that were stated later, and some people would even say that I did it on purpose to punish you."
Justin gasped for air, and his heart was also happy: "Saved!" β
He nodded desperately, "Yes, Professor." Just like before a person commits a crime, the punishment for this crime is flogging, and as a result, he commits a crime, but after the crime, the authority commutes the punishment to hanging. It's not fair, people will say that you are deliberately targeting me! For the sake of your reputation, don't do this! β
Ming Yuan looked at him and sighed lightly: "Look, Mr. Justin, aren't you very smart?" Why don't you want to study, it's a shame that you would rather waste your time on excessive sleep when you have such a good environment at Hogwarts and resources at your fingertips. β
The air became hazy, the surrounding scenery distorted like a mirage, Justin watched this scene in horror, Ming Yuan's voice came to his ears from a very long distance: "Then, this is my personal punishment for you." β
"No, it's not so much a punishment as an exhortation. If you can see something intuitively, it may make you want to work hard. β
β¦β¦
"Hmm,, why is it so cold?!" Justin shuddered, and his consciousness awoke from the darkness.
The surroundings were no longer the familiar Hogwarts, but a dilapidated mansion.
"What the hell?! Where is this?! β
"Professor! Professor! Where is this?! No kidding, you can't do that! β
He gasped in horror, and the chill around him came in waves, and there was still a warm bedding at Hogwarts!
"Where is this? Where is this? Oh my God, where is this? Who's going to save me! Help me! β
Frightened voices echoed around, stirring up angry voices all around.
", who's howling?! Want to die?! β
"Shoot him!"
"Damn, I was deducted from my salary by that bastard today, and I'm on fire! If you howl again, Lao Tzu will break your legs! β
Justin shivered as a voice of anger and threat sounded in the cold night.
The naΓ―ve boy thought that everyone was as kind as the professors at Hogwarts, and in his imagination, the worst possible person in the world was probably Professor Snape's. However, he was doomed to disappointment, and even Professor Snape, who was extremely disgusted with Gryffindor, would never utter such violent words.
"Oh my God!"
"Oh my God! What is this place?! β
Completely unable to accept the sudden change in the environment, Justin, who had grown up in a greenhouse, was on the verge of collapse, huddled in the corner of an empty house, enduring the cold, and finally mustered up some courage to look out of the window.
"Merlin is on top, what is this place?!"
The dilapidated building was as hideous as a ghost at night, and the stench of feces and decay poured in from the open windows, almost making Justin vomit and cry out with fear.
"Ahem! Ahem! β
He coughed violently and immediately closed the window to keep out the disgusting stench.
Gluck, cluck, he cowered in the corner, his body shivering from the cold. The room was empty, not even a bed, except for a dirty, stinking tattered futon, which Justin engulfed in the stench.
He was hungry, but there was not even a bit of food in the room, and Justin was not brave enough to dare to go outside to find food.
"Sleep, sleep, wait until dawn, it's a nightmare, wake up until dawn."
"Bastard, wait until dawn to sue that bastard professor at the Ministry of Magic, and sue him to Azkaban and let him stay with the Dementors!"
Despite shivering from the cold, Justin slowly drifted into a half-asleep state.
β¦β¦
Slightly glaring, what is it?
It's sunshine.
Sunlight...... It's dawn?!
Justin, who was in a daze while half-asleep and half-awake, suddenly opened his eyes, and even though his feet were numb from the cold, Justin still felt a burst of excitement.
"It's dawn, get out of here, and get that bastard professor to Azkaban!"
With this in mind, Justin moved his hands and feet, and then cautiously walked out of the room.
β¦β¦
Two months later.
Smack, a fat man with a shiny face slapped Justin in the face and knocked him to the ground.
"Lazy?!"
"Make you lazy! So that you don't work! β
"Don't want to eat?"
"Don't want to get paid anymore?"
"I'm telling you, this month's wages are halved!"
The fat man spat viciously and was about to leave, when Justin hugged his thigh and begged, "Don't, don't!" β
"I don't dare, I don't dare, don't deduct my salary! I'm working hard, don't deduct my wages, please! β
The fat man kicked him in the lower abdomen again, and then sadistically watched him retching on the ground and didn't dare to resist at all, and roared viciously: "Then why don't you get up and work?!" β
"Today's portion can't be completed, I tell you, you won't use it tomorrow!"
Justin didn't even dare to say a word, and struggled to get up from the ground in pain, picking up a heavy box and stumbling forward, his eyes revealing despair.
It's been two months, he's tried everything, but everything he knew has vanished in this world.
Hogwarts is gone, the Ministry of Magic is gone, even his family is gone, and the only one who exists is himself.
What can he do without the support of his family and the environment of the school?
He was so hungry that he began to beg in the streets, and at first good Samaritans gave him food, but within a few days he could no longer have enough to fill his stomach.
There was no way but to go to work.
At first, he tried to apply for jobs at the alchemy shops, but when he heard the interviewer ask for terms such as "alchemy structure" and "spell analysis", he felt mad despair in his heart.
There is no doubt that there will certainly not be an alchemy shop that wants a garbage that knows nothing.
He tried to apply for jobs at many other stores, but even the magic candy shop required the clerks to know Potions!
In the end, a desperate Justin had no choice but to work as a coolie, and he made his way to the docks, carrying boxes and boxes of magical items. With a meager salary every day, brutal beatings from foremen, and harmful radiation from untreated magical ingredients, he didn't know how long he could last.
"Gross!"
Swinging, Justin walked out of the dock's warehouse in the dim light, and after his usual retching, he struggled to get up and walked to his tattered room.
The wind was cold, and he wrapped his dirty and tattered clothes tightly, but he still shivered.
At this time, a mother and son walking on the street saw him.
"Did you see it, did you see that person?"
"You, if you don't study hard in school, you will be exactly like that person in the future, you can only sell coolies, and no one wants you to do anything else!"
"Look at him like that, who told him not to get down to business? I must have spent all my time reading books eating, drinking, and having fun, and now it's miserable! β
Justin felt sad in his heart, and remembered his time at Hogwarts.
"Merlin!"
He let out a mournful cry.
"Give me another chance!"
Crackling, a crisp cracking sound sounded, and the surrounding scene dissipated like a mirage.
β¦β¦
Justin stared blankly at the strange and familiar place, which was ......
"Hogwarts?!"
"It's Hogwarts! It's Hogwarts! β
Almost hysterical, he fell to his knees and cried bitterly.
"O Merlin, O Merlin, praise you, praise you!"
Ming Yuan's face turned slightly pale, and his voice carried a little weakness: "Welcome back, Mr. Justin." β
"If you want to calm down, I have chocolate and black tea here, and I think you probably haven't tasted them in a long time."
Justin slowly got up from the ground, his eyes no longer the same as the muddy look.
"Thank you, Professor, for saving me from that situation."
"I'm going to try, I'm going to try. If I don't work hard, twenty years from now, that's probably my life. β
"Thank you very much."