Jerry secretly slipped a slit between Tom's fingers with his hand, staring at the man and woman with small eyes without blinking.

Tom and Jerry, who ate melons, were pitiful and were thrown out one by one by the senior sister with a spell.

Tom was thrown out and smashed on Jerry, with a pop sound, Tom quickly got up to look, and found that Jerry had been crushed into rat pieces by him.

He grabbed Jerry's tail and shook it back up.

Two little heads leaned over to the door, peeking through the crack to see what was going on inside.

Below, there is an explicit time for children.

"The impact is extremely bad!"

Professor McGonagall grabbed both of them again.

The old lady has feudalism written on her left face and arranged marriage written on her right face, like a lioness, her eyes are mixed with anger, and she is extremely dissatisfied with the two who have made a private decision for life.

"Now what else do you have to say, Miss Wore?"

"I think the two of them can't help themselves, you know, Professor McGonagall, it's almost spring season." Professor Snape slumped out like a ghost.

"A young couple like them who have tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time can't help but be within the scope of understanding, you see, at least the two of them kicked Malfoy and the pet out, didn't they?"

Snape's expression was gloomy, and so was his tone.

On the surface, it seemed as if Snape was speaking for them, but why did Louis think that Snape was falling into the trap?

I'm the Slytherin Headmaster!

"We might as well ask Mr. Mountbatten first to hear how he defended this matter, and I think he should give a reasonable explanation for seducing the senior sister." Snape said this almost in one breath.

Good guys, it's Luis who takes the initiative to give it directly.

It's a bit of a personal grudge.

"You have to believe that the two of us are innocent." Louis took the initiative to argue, but this defense paled in comparison.

After all, Catherine still kept riding him.

Professor McGonagall was about to say something, but Snape quickly snapped into the stitches: "I think this should be a flirting between the two young people, after all, you see that Mr. Mountbatten is so young, and the tools of the crime are not fully developed, right?" ”

A small tic-tac-toe erupted on Louis's forehead, and he ...... Endure.

What else can you do if you can't bear it? Why don't you dare to talk to the brigade commander...... Why don't you dare fight with the professor?

"You two...... Still pay attention to the impact. Professor McGonagall finally set the tone, and she couldn't bear to pick up Mr. Mountbatten's wonderful, lovely, well-behaved child.

"Okay professor." Louis looked well-behaved, he patted Catherine's thigh without a trace, gritted his teeth and whispered: "You got up......"

"Oh." Catherine then got up from Louis with a blushing face.

"So, ...... you two?" Louis asked tentatively, wondering why the two professors had broken into their Slytherin common room again.

"Professor Quirrell, in collusion with the mysterious man, trespassed on the forbidden land, and has been disposed of by our Mr. Savior." There was displeasure in Snape's tone, he knew that Dumbledore would definitely give Potter, the little bastard, a bonus point for opening the back door.

How many points should I deduct for the monthly exam? Snape wondered in his heart, how many points would be deducted to compensate for Dumbledore's eccentricity?

Buckle the light, so happily decided.

"Professor McGonagall talked about your outstanding performance in Defence Against the Dark Arts, and she thought that you could assist me in teaching Defence Against the Dark Arts as a teaching assistant for the Defence Against the Dark Arts course - after all, you know, I'm still a Potions teacher and don't have much time to deal with it."

After saying that, Snape added greasyly, "By the way, now I'm temporarily the professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts class......"

There was a hint of pride and swagger in his tone.

Okay, okay, knowing that your dream has come true, Louis felt disgusted for a while.

"That's the thing, Mr. Mountbatten, are you going to assist your dean as his teaching assistant?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"Absolutely, no problem." Louis readily agreed.

You have to give the Hogwarts students a whole job.

"It's fine." Snape pulled out a non-smiling grin, "So...... It's up to you to prepare the questions for the Defence Against the Dark Arts monthly exam, remember, it's the seventh grade. ”

"Okay professor, no problem professor." Louis is confident, and he still needs to solve the question? Directly change to the practical exam!

A day trip to the High Wall of Lothric.

With a ding dong, the system also released a task.

After the two professors left, Louis clicked on the task.

For a plausible reason, make the alternate world an official testing ground for Hogwarts students.

*Quest Reward: Hogwarts controls 25% of progress, has the ownership of the Room of Requirement, Rune of Ny, Thul.

It looks good, but what the hell is this Hogwarts in control?

Is it possible to snatch candy from under the old Deng's beard?

It's not that you can't scream......

It's just that Professor Quirrell, or Lord Voldemort, is out too quickly.

Before Louis could get some more wool from Voldemort, he was suddenly killed by Potter.

Is......

Caught off guard.

But that's fine, the monthly exam of Defense Against the Dark Arts can't let him know, why do you have to use the Blue Dragon Glaive to slash his ass during the Hogwarts battle.

Open your eyes.

Dumbledore's explanation for this was that after knowing that Lily's spell was still working on Voldemort, there was no need for Voldemort to continue to stay at Hogwarts to make things difficult for everyone.

Let him go back to the Albanian bunker.

Good guys, Louis calls good guys.

"Well, then, you and Miss Worley should be a little more mindful of the effects while you and Miss Worley are in the dormitory." Dumbledore added one last sentence.

"Who said that! Catherine and I are innocent......" Louis exploded at once, he stabilized his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Professor, you know me, if I really want to do something, Catherine's belly would have been big." ”

"You seem to be ...... your age," Dumbledore said hesitantly, a little unsure of Louis's demon.

"As long as I let the house-elf cook a bunch of delicious food, I won't worry about her big belly." "It's Thursday," said Louis, firmly. ”

"What does this have to do with Thursday?" Dumbledore didn't understand what Louis meant.

"I mean, Professor, we can do a Thursday event where we offer our students an unlimited fried chicken set every Thursday...... To reward them for their hard work in their studies, and to commemorate Potter's heroic and unyielding spirit in the face of evil. ”

"After all, the strings can't be tightened all the time, can they? Professor? ”

"That's a good idea, but it's better to ...... It's called Crazy Thursday. Dumbledore said approvingly.

"Yes, Headmaster. （Yes，Headmaster！ ）”