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"This..." Lin Mo realized that it was because of this.

Why did Chris call him a Mudblood but he didn't care at all, but Snape called Lily a Mudblood. It was just an insult made out of embarrassment after being bullied by Potter, but he was never forgiven...

The poor Potions Master will probably never let go of this question.

"Because I don't think there is any need to be angry about it? I come from the Muggle world, and I don't think it is a very insulting word. Moreover, even if it is very insulting, there is no need to be angry. It is just a curse word, relatively speaking.

I don't have any actual losses." Lin Mo carefully chose the words, but in fact, his balls hurt.

He can't say it's too superficial to be angry because of something like this, right? Doesn't that mean Lily is too superficial?

If you make such a hint in front of Snape, can you still return to the dormitory alive?

Of course, when Lin Mo was young, he used to take these things very seriously, but later on he started to look away from them as he experienced more, especially after seeing the flood of the Internet era and getting used to all kinds of levers and tricks that can move the earth.

Sprayers, horizontal sprays, vertical sprays, spiral sprays, all kinds of sprays, one second, five sprays, five seconds, twenty-five sprays, what is a mudblood?

"The main reason... Chris and I are not friends. If my friends use this word to scold me, I might be disappointed." Lin Mo carefully observed the Potions Professor's face and saw that the other party did not show any expression.

Showing obvious emotions, he continued to speak slowly: "But... everyone gets emotional sometimes. If it was an unintentional act, it's another matter. As long as the other party sincerely apologizes to me afterwards, it's not a big deal.

event."

"Isn't it a big deal..." the Potions Professor's whispering voice fluttered like fallen leaves: "So you are willing to forgive Chris and the others for their behavior?"

"Of course, as long as they stop harassing me," Lin Mo said without even thinking, "people will change. If they can become more lovable, maybe I can become friends with them. Although

It's a long shot but who knows? If they are willing to change for the better, I will certainly change my opinion."

"What if it's Potter? I noticed that you were very close to that arrogant kid. If Potter said that to you, would you still be willing to hang out with him? Mr. Lin Mo?" Snape said with a slight sarcasm.

"I must remind you, there is no benefit in getting too close to that stupid and arrogant child."

"Well...if he is willing to sincerely apologize to me, I can also forgive his behavior." Lin Mo insisted:

"There is an old saying among us Muggles that people should look at each other differently if they meet again after three days. It means that people will change. Never look at others with the same eyes. In addition, always treat other people with the same eyes.

with hope."

Lin Mo himself didn't completely believe in this main theme, but it was very suitable to be used as chicken soup to pour into the Potions Professor.

Drink more poisonous chicken soup. Drink more poisonous chicken soup and you won’t feel so sad.

If this bowl isn't enough for me, I'll have more, so I'll fill it up.

“Always have hope in other people…”

Snape showed a noncommittal and contemptuous smile and did not continue the topic.

"Were you targeted a lot in Slytherin?" he asked.

"Well……"

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

Lin Mo feels that his throat is a little dry. The problem is that there is no use in talking about it. Although you are a talented dean, it is still too difficult to change the atmosphere of the students. How can the discriminatory attitude of the entire wizarding world such as rejecting magic thieves be said?

It can be changed if it is changed.

He said helplessly: "You know, after all, I am Slytherin, and I am a magic thief, a Mudblood in their eyes."

At that moment, Snape moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but finally waved his hand to let him leave.

"As punishment, in addition to copying the rules, you will be detained after Potions class next week."

…

There are consequences to staying in class too much. A few weeks later, Lin Mo found helplessly that his best subject had become potions. What about the properties of various mushrooms and fungi, how to extract various essences, and what theories.

He was very familiar with the thinking and feeling of potion configuration, and he was still working for nothing. In addition, he had to try not to check the prices of various finished potions on the market to avoid vomiting blood and collapse after calculating how much residual value he had been squeezed out of.

Although the beautiful Professor Xikelea's Spell Locks was the class he listened to most seriously, unfortunately that course was really difficult. Until now, few students have mastered the most basic theoretical methods (except for Yvel).

Lin Mo wasn't much better either.

In Professor Flitwick's spell class, most people have learned the levitation technique and certain spell chanting skills. If speed is not required, everyone can wave their wands slowly but accurately and successfully make feathers fly to them.

The desired position. So I often see things suddenly flying in the common room. This phenomenon is relatively rare in the Slytherin lounge, but according to Ron, the Gryffindor lounge has been there these days.

There are always big objects floating on the ceiling.

Ron also expressed that he was very envious of this because he was not quite able to do it yet. The difficulty of making feathers float and making the sofa float was completely different, although he said that Percy severely reprimanded those pranksters.

newborn.

In addition, Defense Against the Dark Arts was the most tiring course for Lin Mo.

In the defense class, Professor Quirrell continued to target him everywhere, and the views promoted by this professor became more and more extreme. Miss Granger became increasingly dissatisfied. Unfortunately, her protests were not taken seriously. The bald Quirrell still

I go my own way.

Only during the weekly Dreamland class did the professor calm down.

But this abnormal behavior of the bald professor in and out of dreams put a lot of pressure on Lin Mo. Especially as Halloween was approaching day by day, he couldn't help but put more energy into observing the defense professor. Even in the Dreamland game, he often

I was distracted, so I accidentally experienced the feeling of turning into a ghost twice in midfield.

I watched the entire game with a mushroom head.

In the Dreamland game, the freshmen have made rapid progress. A large part of the reason is that Lin Mo's several winning performances have set a good (or very negative) example. Many students have become quite cautious (wretched), which makes the overall difficulty

Huge improvements.

Of course, to a certain extent, this is in line with Lin Mo's low-key plan. He has not dared to act too prominently recently to attract Qi Luo's attention. Although his identity is kept secret in the Dream Realm, it should be visible to the managers, otherwise Qi Luo

Luo couldn't help but let the elf deliver every winning bonus to his bedside, but it was a pity that the reward was twenty gold galleons.

By calculation, he now has nearly three figures in his small coffers.

As the Hogwarts calendar turned over to mid-October, the weather became worse day by day. I don’t know when it started, but the sun seemed to hide behind the thick clouds and never shed any ray of sunshine again. By the end of October

At that time, a continuous heavy rain began to fall in the sky, and the clouds pressed like mountains over the school, making the daytime feel like night.

Many freshmen are a little worried, but upperclassmen say this is just normal.

"Every year around Halloween, the weather gets really bad."

"Oh, also, Halloween is said to be an ancient festival. I don't know if it exists in your hometown, but in Hogwarts, this cursed planet, a banquet is held for this festival every year. You will know when the time comes.

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