"So, Elena, you're now an official Potions teaching assistant?"

After a few minutes, walk down the corridor that leads to the school auditorium.

Hermione glanced at Professor Snape, who was walking at the front, and tried to whisper in an uncaring tone.

Dinner at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry starts at half past six in the afternoon, so the route for the four of them is actually the same.

However, out of some subtle mentality, Severus Snape deliberately quickened his pace to distance himself from the three little girls behind him, and the black robes swaying back and forth seemed a little upset—although even so, the sound of the girls' slapstick and conversation still occasionally drifted into his ears from behind.

"Now it can only be regarded as an internship period, and I can't participate in the course planning for the time being. ”

Elena shook her head slightly, sighed softly, and said in a slightly heavy voice.

"Starting today, I'm going to have to go to the basement classroom every afternoon to check in, and all grades except the sixth and seventh grade classes will have to participate in it — and it's the kind of free labor that doesn't pay wages and doesn't reward points. ”

You know, before that, Elena had never thought that being a Potions assistant was such an exhausting task.

Perhaps she really needed to sort out the Potions Safety Management System as soon as possible and give it to Professor Snape as one of the necessary contents for the whole class to memorize collectively before class in the future, otherwise Elena suspected that she might not be able to apply for a job as a healer at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries before the end of the semester.

"However, if this situation continues, Elena, you may be able to stay in the school as a professor after graduation, and you can become a very good Potions Master no matter how bad you are, right? I heard my uncle say that the Potions Master can be regarded as the most enviable existence in the entire wizarding world, and a bottle of potion can earn a month's income in our tavern. ”

Hannah shook her blonde hair and looked at Elena with envy - presumably Elena must be very rich in the future, after all, the Potions masters only need to spend a little effort to make a bottle of beautiful potion and sell it for thousands of gold gallons in Diagon Alley.

"Perhaps, but at least that will be years later......"

Elena pursed her lips, raised her hand and brushed back the silver hair that was scattered around her cheeks, and replied absentmindedly.

"Also, I don't have any interest in Kinggalleon, and I don't have much hope of being able to work at Hogwarts. In fact, I'd rather be a teaching assistant or a professor than be a teaching assistant or a professor, or I'd rather accompany Hermione to study in the library, or count the stars with Hannah on the lawn outside the Forbidden Forest—"

"Elena, you're talking nonsense again. Being able to become a professor after graduation is much more interesting than studying in the library. ”

Hermione wrinkled her nose a little unnaturally, subconsciously raised the tome on her chest, and slapped the white-haired balls beside her lightly to hide the strange emotions in her heart.

"That is, you should cherish the opportunity to teach as a teaching assistant in Potions class. ”

Hannah also nodded and retorted seriously, paused, and added with some hesitation,

"Although...... I think it's nice to count the stars or something, but it's not a conflict......"

The empty and closed corridor is not a suitable place for whispering, and the sound can be transmitted far in the narrow underground passage, even if the three little girls deliberately lower the volume slightly, but obviously not so low that a large bat with a keen sense cannot hear it.

“......”

Snape's cheeks twitched, and he resisted the urge to turn around and reprimand Elena—wouldn't that be a disguised admission that he had overheard the whispers of the little girls, and that he Severus Snape couldn't afford to lose that person.

Merely......

I didn't expect that the chat content between the little girls now would also have such an impetuous conversation that made the flimb tongue slip.

Snape took a deep breath and flicked his long sleeve vigorously, as if to ward off the flies circling around him, and his pace increased a little, and the swaying black robe almost turned into an unfolded bat wing.

What a bunch of ...... Annoying little ghost!

......

Hogwarts Great Hall.

Despite some reluctance, the three of Elena separated at the table for a while, and each joined at their own table - the old academy walls still persisted, and everything seemed to be back to the way it was after the military training.

It's just that some small changes are slowly emerging.

Among the first-year students, this kind of estrangement only exists in the physical space, and from time to time you can see a young wizard sitting on a bench in a somewhat awkward position, leaning sideways and chatting with his friends at the next table.

Under the influence of the little wizards, some senior students occasionally couldn't help but join in the conversation, and there were a few sentences or two without a sentence, although it was only a very individual person, but it was already a very remarkable change.

Glancing at these inconspicuous changes in the Great Hall, Elena's exhaustion from an afternoon was almost wiped away in an instant, and nothing could be more exhilarating than seeing the changes in person - it was like the legendary Hogwarts, and the four founders must have expected it from the beginning.

"Let's go!"

Elena pulled Hannah to find an empty seat and happily attacked the roast lamb chops and baked potatoes on the table.

A good mood helps to boost your appetite. Not to mention, after a full afternoon of classes, she was already hungry after barely sitting down and resting.

The potion materials in the afternoon were too hard to taste, and the finished potions were either poisonous or could turn her into a baby, and if it was an ordinary potion similar to the [Scabies Treatment Potion], she might have been tempted to taste it for a long time ago - it was undoubtedly a very painful torment for a young witch who was committed to changing the potions class, facing those steaming cauldrons without even being able to taste the most basic tastes.

"Elena, you eat slowly. ”

Hannah looked at the gobbling up Elena, poured a glass of pumpkin juice and handed it to Elena with some concern, and gently patted Elena on the back, for fear that the white-haired dumpling in front of her would be choked by accident.

"There is still more than an hour before the evening class, don't worry, eat slowly and ......"

"Poof—ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Elena, who was quickly sweeping the food on the table, stared, and almost squirted out the food with her mouth stuffed, but fortunately, with the instinct of a foodie, she subconsciously covered her mouth with her hand and forcibly sealed all the food back into her mouth, and her little face turned blue in an instant.

Reaching out to take the pumpkin juice from Hannah's hand, Elena eased slightly, breathed a long sigh of relief, and asked with a bitter face.

“...... Whew, saved. Isn't it, there's still class tonight?"

"Well, the history of magic, still with Hermione and their Gryffindor House. ”

Hannah looked at Elena, who almost suffocated herself for a bite of food, nodded, took out the class schedule from her coat pocket and looked at it, and said with some curiosity.

"The professor who gave the lecture was Professor Binns, who had never been in the auditorium...... It is said that he is the only ghost professor in all of Europe, and he is probably an erudite and funny old gentleman, right? ”

"Erudite may be, but it's a bit fun and interesting, emmmmmm......"

Elena rolled her eyes weakly, not having the heart to directly expose Hannah's fantasies.

Anyway, with Xiao Tieniu's current learning state, if nothing else, she should soon be able to fall asleep in the magic history class that improves students' sleep quality - in the dream, there is naturally everything.

But......

The history of magic? Interesting.

Elena's eyes flickered, perhaps for most people, this is a boring course that follows the script.

But for her, the content of the course, Professor Binns himself, and even the author of the textbook are like a great treasure that has never been discovered, and it contains endless charm.

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