Most of the things in the branch need to depend on qualifications and fate. Qualifications determine how much teaching resources you can enjoy and how much care you can have, while fate and luck ensure how high your ceiling is in the future. Well, you ask. ”

"Teacher Sean, isn't it true that knowledge determines that wizards can go to heights?"

"It depends on the situation......"

There is still a lot of time before the station, and in order to pass the confusion of the journey, Mr. Xiao decided to teach these three little children from pure-blood families a good lesson.

The rainbow spell is still just an idea, but the casting of five fingers can be regarded as proof that Sean did not go to Hogwarts to apply for security personnel.

After all, Muggle wasn't a good word, and Shaun didn't want to educate the three imps.

Then, only if he is brought into the role, he has a good reason to teach a lesson.

Therefore, the role of a teacher is a good reason.

Transparent little group's plan, Sean doesn't know, what is the purpose of going to Hogwarts, at least definitely not to be a student, look at the three little children in front of him, who are about ten years old, Sean who already looks like an adult, sitting with them and taking out a small notebook and trying to take notes to cope with the final exam, the picture is really a little too beautiful.

Even if he was to be a security guard, Sean would never go to school with the kids.

He knows his position very well, and he also knows where his platoon is.

With the existence of the Book of Rubick, Sean doesn't know that there is anyone in this world who can compare to the knowledge of the Book of Rubick.

When Sean revealed his hand of multicolored magic, the doubts of the fart children also disappeared.

Why there are two teachers in the same course, they have to attribute this situation to the fact that there are more new students enrolled this year.

After affirming Sean's identity as a teacher, the three fart children also lost the arrogance of not taking Sean seriously.

No matter how much a child is not afraid of his parents, at this age of about ten years old, the teacher is a terrible existence.

Sean, who has never been exposed to early childhood education, well, the green-braincase disciple is missing several tendons and is not counted in the ranks of young children.

In the case of no experience, I am ready to teach the three little children a good lesson in the form of a story, and the name of the story is "Three Lives and Three Worlds...... It's called "My Life Is Up to Me".

"Three Lives and Three Worlds" is still a little earlier for the age of the little kid, which may be more suitable for Anne, after all, girls are precocious.

And "My Life Is Up to Me" is an all-age type, except for those older listeners with some experience who will feel illogical, the rest is not the slightest problem.

This is a story of a man who lives for the three waves of the pen and waves of his own life, and the beginning of the story starts with the family's annual big competition, the core of the overall story, the most important thing is the cultivation path of the three waves

Similar to wizards, in order to adapt to the trend of the times, Sean put the pen into the current social environment.

Bi Sanlang is a wizard, with both parents, a sister and a house, it stands to reason that his life is okay, not to mention rich, but also well-off.

Bi Sanlang was very hesitant, and this hesitation came from his fiancée, whom he had never met.

After talking all the way, the car arrived, and with his suitcase, Sean stepped on the land of Hogwarts.

In addition to instilling in the three fart children what is called the dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, what is called the slayer of the mage without melee combat, and the dual wielding berserker is the final form of the wizards, Sean at least instilled the most important core idea of this chapter into the minds of the three fart children, that is, I want this day......

Bidding farewell to the reluctant three children, Sean was finally able to observe his environment.

A castle in a smoky place, surrounded by a lake.

On the other side of the castle was a large forest, and from time to time there were shrill cries that looked terrifying.

As all the students, led by what appeared to be Hogwarts staff, boarded the ship to the castle one after another, the train left the station and headed for where it was supposed to be.

Sean stayed where he was, intimatimately planning to wait for the staff to finish what they were doing before asking him how to return to London.

The sky was unsatisfactory, and the piercing female voice made Sean unable to stand in place and be a quiet and beautiful man.

"Sean, is Sean Ferret II here, come here if you're there, we're going to Hogwarts!"

For some reason, the woman knew her name, and Sean had a chance to strike up a conversation.

"Hello, I'm Sean, I want to ask ......"

"Don't talk nonsense, it's too late, get on board."

After speaking, before Sean could finish introducing himself and come up with another 500-word ideal ambition, the woman forcefully pressed Sean to the boat.

"Walk you!"

Big feet fired, and the ship staggered but unsinkable toward its destination.

"Wait, isn't this kid a little precocious?"

The woman remembered that she still had to stand on tiptoe to hold Sean's head down and get him into the boat.

"No matter, no one is left behind, my task is complete, hahahahaha."

The Buddha said: Five hundred years have passed by, in exchange for a look back and a smile; Five hundred laughs, in exchange for the same boat crossing.

Whether there is fate or not, Sean doesn't know, he understands a little, he probably owes this little girl named Anne Parkinson in his last life.

In a group of children around ten years old, Sean, who has already stepped into adulthood, looks a little crane

Set up a flock.

Even if he hooked his head, he happened to look at Anne in the front row.

"Sean...... Teacher? ”

Gritting her teeth, no matter how slow she reacted, the girl still understood that most of the things on the train were nonsense from this man.

Sean's little face was a little red, partly because of his shame, and partly because the victim had found him.

"If you have the ability, you come out, I'll hand over my body to you!"

There was no response, and of course it was.

Perhaps, the transparent little dango is going to the Golden Palace and inviting Trixis and the others to admire Sean's appearance.

He definitely did it, and Sean was sure that if it were him, he would have chosen it that way.

Whether Sean wants it or not, he can only be in the middle of a group of ass children, trying to reduce his presence, waiting for an opportunity to explain.

Shakespeare and Norman's surprised gazes were ignored by Sean, as if they were stared at by dogs, and the debts were not worried.

The only thing I worry about is Anne, who is the closest to me, and don't make any trouble.

Except to wait for the door in front of him to open, Sean, who was with the same group of ass children, had no other way but to keep his head down.

The roof is very magical, it is not a simple style, or a precious carving carved on it, but like the starry sky, it still moves.

Such a roof, but there is no interest in appreciating it, and Sean is a little depressed and wants to find a place to get in.

Anne didn't expose his shortcomings, but Sean became the focus of the audience because of the many ghosts around him.

As the tallest being, Sean is already trying to reduce his presence, even if there is a fart child who is curious, if he is not standing in front of Sean, he will not be able to see his face.

This is the so-called ostrich rule, and as long as the face is not seen, shame does not appear.

The ghost that came from nowhere, not looking for a boy or a girl, watched Sean as if he had found a hot cake, and couldn't wait to gather around.

Unsuspecting melon eaters will probably think of these ghosts as flies, and Sean will naturally become an egg with a seam.

"Go, go, don't surround me, play around."

Finding that his ostrich law didn't work, but because of the gathering of ghosts, Sean attracted more and more attention.

It didn't work, and the ghosts discussed it on their own.

Headless Horsemann: "Smells good." ”

Tongue Extra-Long Ghost: "He's got a body, oh my God, he's got a body!" ”

The ghost with a hole in his abdomen but not taking it seriously: "I'm going to invite him to my dinner, do you want to sign up?" ”

"Me."

"Count me in."

"Well, is there an opera class, and if there is, I'll be counted as one."