Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

December 15th, three days until the Christmas holiday. Harry Ron and Hermione didn't pay much attention to this. They put all their energy on the exam tomorrow. Ron spent a week going to He Shenyan every night to make up the class. After that, His learning progress has finally made up for some. At least I can understand Harry's notes. The three of them don't go to the playground or hang out by the lake anymore. In addition to class, they are soaking in the library, reviewing the "Basic Theory of Magic" compiled by the professor frantically. They can't wait to fully understand every punctuation mark.

December 16, that day finally came. The exam is only an hour long, and it ends quickly. Ron put down his pen and let out a long breath. With the breath out, he seemed to have had his bones removed from his body, and lay limply on the chair, staring at the ceiling blankly: "God, I really don't think so. I can't believe I did it..."

Harry and Hermione were no better than him. The frantic study during this period of time had already exhausted the three of them physically and mentally.

Hermione said, "If it wasn't for the professor's help, you might really fail."

Ron pouted: "You can take the possibility out. I didn't expect that the professor would actually take a week's free time to teach me the classes he took."

Harry didn't speak, she seemed to be thinking.

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Snape was practicing hard in the mirror: "If you don't mind...Christmas...if, you don't mind. Christmas we can...if you don't mind..."

"Hey..." He suddenly sighed and found that even if he practiced in front of the mirror, he couldn't speak, but what else could he do? The Christmas break was coming soon, and he didn't want Harry to go back to that place again. Snape simply sat down, a copy of "Basic Spells" on his desk, and his notebook, which was densely filled with notes. Much of it is about the soul-body connection.

The once dark and damp office has now become brighter and brighter, and the fireplace that has not been used for many years is now basically burning with flames. Magic candles are lit on the walls, filling the interior with a warm, bright light. There was even a blue curtain behind Snape, which Harry had specially bought for him.

"Bang bang bang." Someone knocked on the door of the office. He didn't know who would knock on his door at this time.

"Please come in."

A red-haired girl came in, it was Harley.

Snape sat up immediately, his expression softening involuntarily. Harley smiled embarrassedly and said carefully, "That's it...Professor, I don't want to go back to Dudley's for Christmas. Can I stay at school for Christmas?"

"Sure, I mean, why not?"

He replied, secretly deciding by the way that he would spend Christmas at school this year too. In the past, he would choose to buy some wine at his home and get drunk, but this year he doesn't need it.

"And you don't really need to discuss this with me, you just need to speak to the prefect," Snape said.

"But I think... I still have to talk to you, it's better that way, Professor." The girl's voice contained a bit of suppressed cheer, and then she left.

Snape looked at the closed door and muttered, "Wait...wait."

"It'll be fine soon."

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He Shenyan was grading the test paper. He did not use magic, but did it by himself. These students did not fail him, nor did they fail themselves. All passed, and Ron Weasley got a good score of 97 points. After changing the test paper, He Shenyan looked up at the clock on the wall.

It's already five o'clock in the afternoon. He wasn't interested in these festivals, but he wasn't going to spend it in the office just like that.

He got up and put on a black robe, intending to go for a stroll in the forbidden forest. Just a few days ago, the eight-eyed giant spider cleaned up its offspring. There are still many magical creatures in this world that he didn't expect. Like those unicorns and centaurs.

He Shenyan walked all the way. There were many students on the road, but they all turned a blind eye to him. He Shenyan became more and more fond of this little trick that could reduce his sense of existence. He walked into the dark and dark forbidden forest. At five o'clock in the afternoon, even in England, which is known for its gloomy weather, there is some sun, but after walking into the Forbidden Forest, the sun is almost completely gone. The trees here have no leaves, with their bare, twisted branches stretched out, meandering freely towards the sky in the dark.

He Shenyan went all the way in this way, he would stop from time to time to look at the plants with magical aura, but the main purpose was to find a unicorn to look at. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes had become pure black. In his vision at this time, the world was simply divided into black and white. There were scarlet footprints on the ground, leading him in a certain direction.

Those footprints spread all the way to the depths of the Forbidden Forest. He found a pure white creature under a slope. It had a golden horn on its head, its whole body was pure white, and it even fluoresced in the dark. The white hair draped around his neck looked sacred and inviolable—different, of course.

Just like now, He Shenyan canceled that little trick, and he showed his figure. Not only did the unicorn not flee immediately, on the contrary, it slowly walked towards him with undisguised curiosity in its eyes.

It walked slowly to He Shenyan, lowered his head, He Shenyan reached out and touched it, feeling a special warmth. It's like soaking in a hot spring. He laughed. "You think I'm in pain?"

It stared at He Shenyan with those eyes, and rubbed his head against him.

"Oh...it doesn't have to be. I'm not in pain." He said, but the unicorn still didn't stop its behavior, the golden unicorn on its head was exuding a little golden light, trying to dispel the pain in my heart. .

"No, you don't understand. It's not pain, it's homesickness." His smile disappeared. Focusing and patiently stroking the unicorn's head, but not staring at it, but staring at the open space aside: "What is nostalgia?"

"It's hard to explain to you because it's a human concept."

"You want to know?"

"Well, my literary attainment is terrible, I'll try to describe it to you."

He Shenyan said: "It's like a fish that is forced out of water. Although this fish has evolved in the process, it can survive on land without the need for water, and it may even be possible No more fish. But he still misses the bottom."

"He misses his family, his friends. He misses every bit of that place...and if possible, he wants to see that place again before he dies."

The unicorn stood quietly, listened to him, and rubbed him again.

"You want me to ride up?"

He Shenyan was a little surprised, but the unicorn rubbed him again, as if urging him, so he had to get on his horse, and the unicorn took him to run in the other direction.

The unicorn took him all the way through the forbidden forest at a very fast speed and came to a lake. He dismounted, and the empathetic creature nudged him again. He Shenyan laughed: "No, no. I'm not a real fish. You take me to the lake..."

His words came to an abrupt end.

Because the unicorn was creating a spectacle for him with the glowing horns on its forehead.

The lake began to boil, and countless fish leaped out of the water. On the other side of the river, a group of unicorns are slowly walking out. Each of them has horns on their heads, and the magic power surging from the twinkling horns forms a mighty golden light curtain. The entire lake is illuminated as bright as day, and even half of the sky is illuminated.

In this warm golden light, the unicorn rubbed him, the lonely man lowered his head, he put his head next to the unicorn, and whispered: "Thank you. This is the most I have ever received. Great Christmas present."

The unicorn let out a joyful cry, and it stepped on the golden light curtain on the water and merged with its companion. The rays of light slowly disappeared, and they gradually disappeared into the depths of the forbidden forest on the other side.

He Shenyan stood there for a long time.