It seems that the prefect is not just apologizing.

There is also the meaning of surrender.

It's a pity that I am worried that I shouldn't be so impulsive to decide on my future - so I asked?

Ringo reclined in his chair.

looked at the female prefect standing in front of him calmly, and didn't speak until the female prefect was seen to put away her smile, and the pressure climbed back onto her body, and her heart was a little numb, and he said: "My goal, are you qualified to know?" ”

The female prefect was taken aback.

Although she couldn't perceive the tone of these words, she quickly lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, I overstepped it." ”

"I know what you mean."

Ringo leaned slightly to the side, holding his chin with his right hand, looking bored: "If my goal is not much different from yours, you will come on board; If the goal was different, you would have offered other artifacts as an apology today, right? ”

Farley's face was filled with embarrassment.

"Don't you think there's a problem? Who are you? Do I need you? looks like a price to be sold, is it possible that someone will bid for you? There was a hint of playfulness on Ringo's face, "You are as beautiful as Penelope?" Or is there Sadie obedient? Or is there a Malfoy family business? If not, you're just a dispensable thing in front of me, and who is this gesture for? ”

Farley's face turned pale.

Her body trembled.

It seems to want to argue.

But when she raised her head to meet Ringo's gaze, she subconsciously avoided it, and lowered her head even more by the way.

Crunch –

Ringo stood up and walked slowly towards her.

As she got closer, Farley seemed to finally realize something, one hand on the table, her whole body bent slightly, until when Ringo came to her, she didn't look as tall as Ringo, a first-year student—a humiliating gesture.

Even if it's her.

I can't imagine that I can do it to this extent.

Thanks to no one here!

She thought, and her brain, which had cleared up, immediately made the decision to stand up, but as soon as she made the decision, she felt a man's hand on her head.

Gently pet it like a puppy.

"That's a good gesture." Ringo looked at the female prefect in front of him, and his hand slowly fell, down her ears and cheeks to her chin and neck, feeling the pulse of the other party's gradually accelerating blood vessels, and poked his fingers up, "Stand up and speak." ”

Farley's breath was still shaking.

I wanted to swallow my saliva, but I found that there was no saliva in my mouth and tongue, and it was unusually dry: "Yes." ”

She stood up slowly, but humbly bowed her head—

It's a very weird feeling.

Obviously, it was fine just now, but it was suddenly suppressed by Ringo with some kind of momentum, coupled with the blow from the words just now, so that the whole body and the whole thought were crooked in an instant, and it seemed that it was ...... Listening to Ringo's words will make her feel more comfortable physically.

She didn't know.

She was PUA.

But Ringo knew it because it was a feeling he had deliberately created.

At this time, I saw that the female prefect showed a low profile.

He changed his words, and his tone was gentle again: "Prefect Farley, what do you think people should pursue in this life?" Raise your head, I allow you to speak your mind. ”

Farley looked up, and his brain, which had some other thoughts, was instantly occupied by Ringo's question.

After a moment she said, "Honor." ”

"What kind of honor? The honor of pureblood? ”

"No!" Farley suddenly denied, she looked at Ringo, "In front of Mr. Ringo, pureblood is nothing. ”

"Then another word." Ringo thought for a moment, "In your opinion, you're more interested in fame, right?" ”

"Yes."

"What kind of fame? To make others fearful by force, or to praise others with their merits? Will it be the Harry Potter-esque fame that defeated Mysterio to gain national acclaim across Britain, or the world-renowned fame of Dumbledore? ”

"I ...... I do not know. ”

"That means any kind of fame is fine?" Ringo stared into the female prefect's eyes, "As long as someone compliments, compliments, and looks at you with envy, you feel excited?" ”

The female prefect has the illusion of being looked at.

But she was not ashamed.

Instead, he nodded: "You, you're right." ”

"It's easy." Ringo sat back in his place, "Do you think that as my person, I will be unknown for the rest of my life?" ”

"No!" Farley was categorical.

"Then sit down and eat." Ringo picked up the knife and fork again and looked at the female prefect gently, "You're hungry too, aren't you?" It was a pleasure to have dinner with Miss Farley. ”

"I, I'm happy too......"

Farley looked at him with burning eyes: "No! It's not so much a pleasure as it is an honor to be able to dine with Mr. Ringo. ”

……

At dinner for a man and a woman.

Poor Professor Quirrell.

However, he was poured several bottles of potion by Madam Pomfrey in the school hospital, but unfortunately he could not relieve his physical discomfort.

Eventually, he sneaked away while Madam Pomfrey went to dispense medicine again.

But he did not return to his dormitory.

Instead, he took advantage of the darkness of the night and plunged into the Forbidden Forest - in fact, in addition to the uncomfortable feeling of reluctantly breathing a skunk's stinky fart, it was more from the back of his head to absorb life.

He knows......

It's bloodsucking time again!

This is a red flag!

- Because just ten days ago, he had sucked the blood of a unicorn, and he used to last for at least a month, but now it was only ten days, and he felt a decline in his body function.

Blood!

He needs more blood!

Thinking so, Quirrell's black-robed body quickly walked towards the unicorn activity area as if it had suddenly lost its bones.

And yet—

He had been scouring the area, but he couldn't find a single unicorn.

In desperation.

He finally turned to the werewolf area.

"Your Excellency, what are your orders for coming here today?" A human-like werewolf knelt in front of him in fear.

"What about unicorns?"

"It's gone! You let us and the trolls besiege the centaurs, but, but then a man came, and he used a special weapon to save all the unicorns......"

"Rubbish!" Quirrell wasn't in the mood to listen to him, and pointed his wand at him.

- "Avada Suo"

Syllable!

After the green light passed, the werewolf fell to the ground, and the black-robed Quirrell vanished.

When it reappears.

He had reached the end of the fourth floor of the tower.

After passing through the wooden door.

Re-confront the three-headed dog named Louwe.

However, the dog's nose was unusually sensitive, and as soon as he entered, he was immediately bitten by three bloody mouths - even the Illusion Charm was useless.

And that's not all.

The effect of the adult three-headed dog is too high.

Spells like the Stun Charm, the Petrification Charm, and the Crushing Charm didn't work for it at all, and of course, Quirrell, who already felt that his life force was rapidly disappearing, didn't care about anything else.

He even used a life-requiring charm.

- Unfortunately, this thing hit the dog, and it only made the dog twitch a little, and then bark more fiercely.

And then.

Quirrell, who couldn't get into the trapdoor after a lot of tossing and turning, and instead had an even paler face and was covered in blood, escaped through the wooden door and returned to his bedroom.

And with your back to the mirror.

Untied his turban: "Master? ”

"Rubbish!" The distorted face on the back of his head roared, "Defend yourself, I'm going to see what he's capable of, you idiot almost exposed my ......"

"Yes, I'm sorry master!" Quirrell looked terrified.

"Humph!" The twisted face snorted coldly, and his eyes fell on Quirrell, who was covered in injuries, "I can feel your life force dissipating, didn't you suck the unicorn blood on time?" ”

Quirrell shook his head: "Master, several unicorns have died in a row, Hogwarts has taken measures, and now there is not a single unicorn in the Forbidden Forest......"

"Without unicorn blood, only the Philosopher's Stone can help you."

"Yes."

"Do you have a plan?"

Quirrell pondered for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "I, I heard that the owner of the three-headed dog is Hagrid, and he has always wanted to raise a dragon, and I can get a dragon egg......"