Fantastic Creatures Trainer at Hogwarts

It seemed that the prefect was not just apologizing.

It also means surrender.

It's a pity that I am worried and feel that I shouldn't make such an impulsive decision about my future - so I ask like this?

Ringo leaned back in his chair.

He stared blankly at the female prefect standing in front of him and remained silent. It was not until the female prefect was seen that she put away her smile and the pressure came back to her body, making her feel a little numb. Then he said calmly: "

Are you qualified to know my goal?"

The female prefect was shocked.

Although she couldn't sense the tone of these calm words, she quickly lowered her head and said: "I'm sorry, I overstepped."

"I know what you mean."

Ringo leaned slightly to his side, holding his chin with his right hand, seemingly bored: "If my goal is not much different from yours, you will come on board; if my goal is different, you will present other artifacts as an apology today.

Right?"

Farley's face showed an embarrassment of being exposed.

"Don't you think there's a problem? Who are you? Do I need you? You look like you're waiting for a price. Is it possible that someone will bid for you?" There was a hint of playfulness on Ringo's face, "You have Penet

Luo Meili? Or do you have Sadie to obey? Or do you have the Malfoy family fortune? If not, you are just a dispensable thing in front of me. Who is this gesture for?"

Farley's face turned pale.

Her body was trembling.

He seemed to want to argue.

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

Crunch——

Ringo stood up and walked towards her slowly.

As she got closer, Farley seemed to finally realize something. She supported the table with one hand and her whole body was slightly bent. Until Ringo came to her, she looked not as tall as Ringo, a first-year student - this was

An extremely humiliating action.

Even if it's her.

I can't even imagine that I would do this.

Fortunately there is no one here!

As she thought about it, her sober mind immediately made the decision to stand up, but as soon as she made the decision, she felt a man's hand on her head.

Touch it gently like a puppy.

"This is a good gesture." Lin Ge looked at the female prefect in front of him, and slowly lowered his hand, along her ears, cheeks to chin, and neck, feeling the gradually accelerating beating of her blood vessels.

, he poked his finger upwards and said, "Stand up and talk."

Farley's breathing was still shaky.

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

She stood up slowly, but still lowered her head humbly——

This is a very strange feeling.

It was clear that he was fine just now, but he was suddenly suppressed by Lin Ge with some force. Coupled with the blow from his words, his whole body and mind were instantly distorted. It seemed that... listening to Lin Ge's words would make him

She feels better physically and mentally.

She didn't know.

She was pua.

But Ringo knew it very well, because this was the feeling he deliberately created.

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

He changed the topic and his tone became gentle again: "Prefect Farley, what do you think a person should pursue in this life? Raise your head, I allow you to speak your mind boldly."

Farley raised his head, and his brain, which originally had other thoughts, was instantly occupied by Ringo's question.

After a moment she said: "Honor."

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

"No!" Farley suddenly denied, looking at Ringo, "In front of Mr. Ringo, pure blood is nothing."

"In other words." Ringo thought for a while, "In your opinion, what you want to pursue more is fame, right?"

"Yes."

"What kind of fame? Use force to make others fear, or use merit to make people praise? Is it Harry Potter-style fame that defeats the mysterious man and wins the praise of the whole UK, or Dumbledore's world-renowned fame?

"

"I...I don't know."

"That means any kind of fame is acceptable?" Ringo stared into the eyes of the female prefect, "As long as someone praises you, praises you, or looks at you with envy, you will feel excited?"

The female prefect has the illusion of being looked at.

But she was not ashamed.

Instead, he nodded: "You, you are right."

"That's very simple." Ringo sat back down in his seat, "Do you think that as a person like me, I will remain unknown for the rest of my life?"

"No!" Farley said firmly.

"Then sit down and eat." Ringo picked up the knife and fork again and looked at the female prefect gently, "Are you hungry too? It's a pleasure to have dinner with Miss Farley."

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

Farley looked over with hot eyes: "No! Rather than being happy, I would rather say that it is an honor for me to have dinner with Mr. Ringo."

…

When a man and a woman were having dinner together.

Poor Professor Quirrell.

But in the school hospital, Madam Pomfrey gave her several bottles of potions, but unfortunately they couldn't relieve the discomfort in her body.

In the end, he escaped secretly while Madam Pomfrey went to prepare the medicine again.

But he did not return to the dormitory.

Instead, he took advantage of the darkness and slipped into the Forbidden Forest - in fact, apart from the uncomfortable feeling of suddenly breathing in the stinky skunk farts, the more discomfort came from the life drain from the back of his head.

he knows……

It’s time to suck blood again!

This is a danger signal!

——Because it was only ten days ago that he drank unicorn blood. It could last for at least a month before, but now it has only been ten days and he feels a decline in body functions.

Blood!

He needs more blood!

Thinking like this, Quirrell's body shrouded in black robes seemed to have suddenly lost all bones, and he quickly moved towards the unicorn activity area close to the ground.

However--

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

Without any choice.

He finally turned towards the werewolf area.

"Your Excellency, what are your orders when you come here today?" A human-looking werewolf knelt in front of him fearfully.

"Where's the unicorn?"

"No more! You asked us and the trolls to besiege the centaurs, but then a man came and he used a special weapon to save all the unicorns..."

"Trash!" Quirrell was not in the mood to listen to his nonsense and pointed his wand at it.

--"Avada Kedavra"

Snapped!

After the green light passed, the werewolf fell to the ground, and Quirrell in black robes disappeared.

When it appears again.

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

After passing through the wooden door.

Faced with the three-headed dog named Lu Wei again.

However, this dog's nose was extremely sensitive. As soon as he entered, he was immediately bitten by three bloody mouths - even the Disillusionment Curse was useless.

Not only that.

The adult three-headed dog demon immunity effect is too high.

Spells such as the Stunning Curse, the Petrification Curse, and the Crushing Curse were of no use to it. Of course, Quirrell, who already felt that his vitality was rapidly disappearing, could not care about anything else.

He even used a death curse.

——Unfortunately, when this thing hits a dog, it only makes the dog twitch and then bark even more fiercely.

Then.

After struggling a lot and failing to enter the trap door, Quirrell, who turned even paler and covered in blood, escaped through the wooden door and returned to his dormitory.

And turned his back to the mirror.

He took off his turban: "Master?"

"Trash!" The twisted face on the back of his head roared, "Let you be on your defense. I want to see what he is capable of, but you idiot almost exposed me..."

"Yes, I'm sorry, Master!" Quirrell looked horrified.

"Hmph!" Distorted Face snorted coldly, and his eyes fell on Quirrell, who was covered in injuries. "I can feel your vitality dissipating. Didn't you drink the unicorn's blood on time?"

Quirrell shook his head: "Master, several unicorns died in succession, Hogwarts took measures, and now there is not a single unicorn left in the Forbidden Forest..."

"If you don't have unicorn blood, then only the magic stone can help you."

"Yes."

"Do you have a plan?"

Quirrell thought for a while, and finally 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. I can get a dragon egg..."