Stepping out of Bassida's gloomy office, Calvin took a big breath of fresh air. Although Bassida is fair-skinned and beautiful, has white hair, and has long legs, it is a pity that she has to live in a dark basement.

Calvin hummed a little song and walked down the stairs back to his office, he still gained a lot today, he didn't expect Professor Babbling to help him so much.

"I'm ignoring the professor in the castle," Calvin thought to himself, he'd been busy with the establishment of the sanctuary and the study of magic for the past few months, and had barely interacted well with other adult wizards except Hagrid, and as for Snape, it would be nice not to quarrel every time they met.

"I should talk to the professors more, I think I don't know much about Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration, ah, Professor Flitwick, who has won a duel tournament before, should have real material. There's also Professor Sprout, who can talk to her about the magic circuits in the magical plants, and maybe ask her to help out in the sanctuary. ”

Calvin was planning a meeting with the other professors when he suddenly noticed a large group of people surrounding him and sneered.

As soon as Calvin looked over, the crowd dispersed, leaving only a round-faced boy jumping upstairs like a rabbit, his eyes streaked with tears and his face red as if he had a fever.

"Tsk, this year's student."

Calvin's face was cold, and he looked at the students who had just been watching a joke around Neville, and snorted coldly, unenchanting Neville.

"What's the matter, Mr. Longbottom." Calvin calmed Neville's emotions and asked rather seriously.

"Someone is using me to practice spells," Neville said in a trembling voice, "outside the library." ”

"Who is it," Calvin's voice was cold, he was very unaccustomed to bullying his classmates, "is it a Slytherin student?" ”

"Yes," Neville said, choking up, "they say I'm too timid to be in Gryffindor, and that I'm a Squib and shouldn't have come to learn magic at all. ”

"While I think the Sorting Hat does sometimes be controversial, I think he must have a reason for sorting you into Gryffindor. Let's go, go to my office and have a hot cocoa. Calvin patted Neville on the shoulder.

The round-faced boy wiped away his tears and followed Calvin.

When he came to the door of the office, he found a little wizard standing at the door waiting for him.

"Hey, Mr. Malfoy, what's the matter with you?" Calvin didn't know why Draco was waiting for him at the door.

Neville saw Draco subconsciously duck behind Calvin.

Calvin opened the office and invited the two of them in.

Neville voluntarily distanced himself from Draco, appearing cautious and scared.

Calvin glanced at Neville and asked, "Malfoy, did you bully Longbottom today?" ”

Before Draco could speak, Neville replied, "No, Professor Capet, no. It's Crabbe and Goyle......" his voice faded into silence.

Draco raised an eyebrow and said, "It's been a long time since I've done this kind of thing, bullying the weak is never the honor of the Malfoy family, at least not my Draco Malfoy's." ”

"But as far as I know, Crabbe and Goyle, are good with you?" Calvin asked, staring at Draco.

"I had a good relationship before, and now I'm just an ordinary friend. And I didn't tell them to bully Longbottom, I haven't bullied Longbottom for a long time, isn't it, Longbottom. Draco said, looking at Neville.

Neville nodded, acknowledging Draco's claim.

"Good, Draco. I'm glad you converted, but why don't you stop Crabbe and Goyle? Calvin's tone softened considerably.

Draco hesitated for a moment, lost his pride, and said, "I think Longbottom should solve his problems on his own, I have no reason to help him." ”

Calvin knew in his heart that this was a standard Slytherin.

Calvin nodded: "I can't blame you for your decision. So Neville, what do you think? ”

Neville thought for a moment, then said in a thin voice, "I'll figure this out myself." ”

"Good, Neville." Calvin looked at Draco, "Draco, you shouldn't be snitching. ”

Draco shrugged, "If they asked me, I would probably say." But I want to take their brains, hum ......"

"Wise choice, then, Mr. Malfoy, is there anything to do with coming to me today?" Calvin saw that the problem was solved, and conjured two cups of hot cocoa and sent them to the little wizard.

The arrogant young master suddenly became writhing: "Sir, professor, Professor Capet." I want to study with you, is that okay? ”

"Of course, Draco, I'm welcome. But you're still more than a year away from taking my classes, so don't be in a hurry. ”

"No, it's not," Draco looked a little nervous, "I mean, give me some personal instruction like Hufflepuff's Diggory and Gryffindor's Weasley twins......"

"Private instruction?" Calvinmo rubbed his chin and looked at Draco again.

"Draco Malfoy, first of all, my extracurricular mentoring never accepts mediocrity, you have to prove your worth, or your talent." Calvin slowly brushed the rim of the coffee cup with his fingers.

"Professor, my grades are very good, especially Potions, and other subjects are not bad, although not as good as Granger, but still at the top of Slytherin."

"Mediocre," Calvin shook his head, "I need to do well, tell me, what do you want to learn?" ”

Draco blushed in a rare sight and lowered his head, all he could think of that day when Calvin rode a cat and leopard in the Forbidden Forest.

"I'd like to learn about Fantastic Beasts with you."

"So have you ever been exposed to Fantastic Beasts?"

"No," Draco denied, hanging his head, "but I have six white peacocks at home, and I've treated their wounds, before school starts. ”

"Before school starts? Have you treated the wounds of your family's white peacocks? Calvin was slightly shocked, if he could successfully cast the Healing Charm before coming to Hogwarts, Draco still had a little talent.

"Well," Draco gradually regained his confidence after hearing Calvin's tone change, "My family's white peacocks often fight, and once before school started, two peacocks were injured, and I was afraid that my father would know, so I secretly used the healing spell in the book to help them heal their wounds, but I didn't dare to tell my father, he wouldn't let me get close to those peacocks." ”

"Show me your wand." Calvin reached out to Draco.

Draco was stunned for a moment, then respectfully took out his wand and handed it to Calvin with both hands.

Hawthorn wood, unicorn tail hair, ten inches. A wand suitable for healing indeed.