Before the end of Rig's last word had fallen, the door in front of him clicked and opened on its own.

Still familiar with the Potions Professor's office, cold and dark, with a stinking face, Snape sat at his desk with an unhappy face, his quill never stopped, still muttering something, the long parchment almost hanging to the ground.

"So, our genius, Heimdall Day, is finally going to meet his good friends?"

Snape, who had been left to play for almost a week, was now complaining that he wasn't the big stupid man like Hagrid, the hunting groundsman, and that he didn't do anything every day.

On the first day he received Dumbledore's letter, Snape went to the old bee in a rage, but the Headmaster was as shrewd and cunning as he had been when he had stumbled on him, and he had no intention of being scolded.

Snape, who ate the closed-door soup, was ready the next day to surprise Rig who was delivered to the door for the summer vacation, but unfortunately, Rig did not go.

On the third day, Snape wandered around his office restlessly, a pragmatic man who didn't finish his tasks like a potion recipe that he hadn't yet studied.

When Dumbledore wrote to him, he didn't say a specific time of departure, only that Rig needed his company when a little wizard went out.

If Draco of the Malfoy family dared to drag his time like this and release his pigeons, Snape would let him know that his Potions professor was not someone to be messed with.

But Snape and Rig weren't familiar with each other, and the books were only given away because of years of teaching Potions, and a little partiality for the little wizard who could still be saved.

He has a genuine love for Potions, and only wizards who may be able to make a little achievement in Potions in the future can get a different look at him.

Unfamiliar and a rare little wizard to look at, Snape, who had mixed feelings, finally chose to conduct his potions research first.

One day, two days...... Time had passed, and Snape, immersed in the study of the new potion formula, had almost forgotten that there was one more thing.

If he hadn't gone around the auditorium every day for dinner, perhaps that would have seemed a little more true.

After waiting for nearly a week, if Rig didn't come to Snape again, the research was already at the end, and Snape, who was about to finish his research paper, was ready to send a message to Rig, who had no sense of time, with the anger of his Potions professor.

"Oh, that's a real joy for his poor professor, who doesn't have time off for holidays."

Snape smirked as he put down his replaceable quills and sorted out the parchment on his desk, and the last paragraph of the summary was needed for the article to be published at the newspaper.

Rig hurriedly waved his hand, even if he decided to delay it for a week, he must not let Snape know about it.

What's more, he has thighs now, what does the mentor do, back the pot!

Nicol, I'm sorry!

Rig secretly clasped his hands in his heart, and waved at Nicolame, who was going abroad to chase his wife, and said without any psychological burden, "Originally, I was going to come to you that day, but Professor Dumbledore took me to Teacher Nicolame before leaving......"

Hearing this, Snape raised an eyebrow, and he was still wondering why Rig was still hanging around the school during the holidays, even if Dumbledore wanted to train his youth army, he would never choose Rig as a first-year wizard.

If you have to choose, it is also Harry Potter, the savior.

Thinking of Harry, a pair of bright green eyes flashed in front of Snape's eyes, and his already dark face looked even more emotionless and indifferent, and his dark eyes stared directly at Rig.

"Nicolmae?"

"That's right, it's the Philosopher's Stone that I protected with Harry and them last semester, because of this I met Mr. Nicol Lemay, and later passed Mr. Nicol's test on the day I returned home and became his apprentice."

Rig cleverly embellished the incident and magnified Headmaster Dumbledore's role in it.

Seeing Snape sit up straight and fold his hands on the table, Rig continued to speak at the professor's motion.

"Because Mr. Nicol had planned to visit Hogwarts, with the help of Headmaster Dumbledore, he decided to stay at Hogwarts for the next semester and teach me about alchemy."

Snape nodded, feeling like he had understood everything.

It's really Dumbledore, obviously asking for help from Nicolale May, and finally being able to willingly abduct a master alchemist who is about to die to come to Hogwarts.

This method of ripping bones and eating marrow almost reminded Snape of how he got on Dumbledore's black ship.

"When I came to Hogwarts, Mr. Nicol gave me my first test. Time is of the essence, alchemy is very difficult, and I have been busy reading the books he and Headmaster Dumbledore have recommended to me for the past few days, and I have come to Professor Snape after passing the apprenticeship test. ”

Rig stood obediently at the entrance to the office, not knowing if this would fool Snape over, he blinked and looked at Snape.

Adam's apple moved, and Snape looked away almost in embarrassment, the nostalgia for Lily was hard to break free of, he closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, it was the venomous and cold Potions professor again.

"Thank you for the explanation, it makes your poor professor feel so much better," Snape stood up as a silky voice slipped through the empty and cold office, "So, are you going to leave Hogwarts today?" ”

Rig tried to press the corners of his mouth down, and Snape said it as if he were going to be expelled from Hogwarts.

He glanced at the parchment on Snape's desk, the last blank piece of parchment standing out on the table, "I suppose your research isn't done yet, Professor?" Because of Teacher Nicol's test suddenly, I haven't had time to send out the report cards and comments of the first and second grades. ”

Rig smiled a little embarrassedly, "When the professor's research and the tasks assigned to me by Headmaster Dumbledore are completed, I'll go to Ron and them." ”

Snape's inquiring eyes swept over Rig's body, and after a few glances, he made a judgment in his heart.

Another lion who had been misplaced in the house, just like the old bee.

But it's good, Snape felt his temples start beating when he remembered Ron's Potions Exam work, and he said with a blank face, "Thank you, Mr. Heimdall Day, for your thoughtfulness to the professor." Well, tomorrow morning at 7 o'clock, I will be waiting for you at the door of the auditorium. ”

Snape could see that Rig was trying to give Ron a thrill, but he was happy to see it.

Ball Recommendation Ticket and Commuter Pass——————

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