Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

In He Shenyan's office, the heavy rain outside the window made the windows keep squeaking, but the interior was as warm as spring, with a warm fire burning in the fireplace. Dumbledore was sitting in a rocking chair, holding a cup of steaming honey tea.

He said happily: "There is nothing better than drinking a cup of honey tea in this weather."

"It's best to have some more biscuits." The old man with white hair and beard said cheerfully like a child. This was the last day of the holiday. Most of the teachers had returned, but Snape was the only one who still didn't know where he was. He Shenyan was sitting on his own

He was immersed in grading homework at his desk. In the past two weeks, he took the time to go to Romania and visited the dragon protectors and some vampires there. He gained a lot. He also dissected a female vampire without eyes.

The conclusion is pitifully weak,

He suddenly stopped writing and turned to look out the window. A bolt of lightning struck, and a smile appeared on his lips: "It seems he succeeded."

He Shenyan turned to look at Dumbledore. Dumbledore didn't even raise his head. He lowered his head and took a sip of tea and said, "No, I won't do that."

He Shenyan smiled even more wildly, but he said nothing and continued to correct his homework.

Dumbledore continued to drink his honey tea one mouthful at a time, until the hot tea in the cup reached the bottom, and then he said: "...I'm going to leave after a while."

He Shenyan completely thought that what he said in his last sentence was not 'I won't do that'. He put down his pen, shook his head and smiled: "Remember to hand in your paper before leaving. You still owe me three papers on magic reactions."

Woolen cloth."

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Harry and Hermione arrived at school on the night of the last day of vacation. They separated in the lobby on the first floor. Hermione was going to the Gryffindor Tower. The Slytherin lounge was underground. The scene of Hawaii was still vivid in her mind.

, Harry had a great time there. Hermione and her family were all very good people. Although Harry insisted on paying his own share of the money, he couldn't get Mr. Granger to book a room in advance. With this in mind, she took

He smiled and said goodbye to Hermione.

She was carrying her black suitcase, which contained some small toys and some fruits she brought back from Hawaii. She planned to read a book and go to bed tonight. The advantage of living alone is that she doesn't have to worry about her roommates' feelings - anyway.

No.

Although she didn't know what other people thought, she was happy and free.

Harry walked down the long stairs, and the flickering candlelight reflected her shadow on the wall. She arrived at the underground level, which was both dark and cold. It is said that it was even used as a dungeon before, and many Slytherins

Students like to play scary jokes here at night - and then be frightened half of their lives by some ghost who happens to be passing by.

Harley hummed and walked forward, and the surrounding lights gradually dimmed. She walked to an empty, wet stone wall and said, "In the name of magic." Then, the stone wall dissipated

, revealing a stone door. Behind the door is the Slytherin common room. The exquisite Gothic decoration style and those green lights make this place full of mystery and maybe a little scary no matter what time it is.

Harley walked all the way into her room, closed the door with her foot, and put the box on the table. Harley noticed that the chandelier on the ceiling turned into green light again. It seemed that the elves were cleaning to reflect the

The 'unified style' cast the magic candles burning on them back to green light. She frowned, closed her eyes and mobilized the magic power, and it took more than a minute to turn the candles into a warm light again.

She didn't have a normal view outside her window like Gryffindor. Due to Slytherin's own unusual sense of aesthetics, every Slytherin student had to endure the aquatic creatures swimming outside the window.

The creature has been living for seven years. The last time Harley looked up when she was having a late-night snack, she found a squid looking at her outside the window, which immediately made her lose her appetite. Now Harley basically keeps the curtains of her window closed.

Tight.

She took off her leather shoes and threw them in the corner behind the door. She put on the plush slippers she received for Christmas, let out a comfortable sigh, and then sat at the desk and started reading History of Magic - although there was no exam for the first grade.

This subject is of great interest to her.

After an unknown amount of time, she stretched. Just as she was about to wash up and go to bed, an elf teleported into her room and said in their unique voice: "Poor, Ms. Potter! Severus Snee

Professor Pu is looking for you! In his office!"

After it finished saying this, it disappeared with a crackling sound, without even giving Harley a chance to ask questions. She had to put on her leather shoes again and tidy up her hair. Harley hesitated for a while, feeling that the journey to the office was

It was indeed a bit cold, so I put on the woolen coat and went out.

To be honest, no matter which house you are from, if you have never taken a night walk during your seven years at Hogwarts, then your life is incomplete.

The magical stone door at the door of the Slytherin common room seemed to know that she was called by the head of Slytherin. Harry just walked closer and opened it on her own. Snape's office is in the Slytherin common room.

On the same floor, they are all underground. There is no good view here, and it is not a good place for night excursions. The last time she and Ron took Hermione to the observatory in the middle of the night, the scenery there was very good.

As Harry walked, she secretly thought about why Professor Snape asked her to go to his office in the middle of the night.

The journey ended soon. She stood at the door of Snape's office and knocked on the door. Snape's somewhat breathless voice came from inside: "Please come in."

She opened the door, and the fireplace in the room was burning with a strong flame, which was very warm. Snape was wrapped in a thick blanket and sitting weakly on his chair with a cup of hot tea. On the other side of the desk, a stranger

But the familiar red-haired woman was looking at her with an expression she had never seen before.

Strange because they have never seen it before.

Familiar because Harley has seen her in photos.

The beautiful woman with red hair and green eyes was wearing a black dress and sitting there with the fragrance of moisture and earth, like a lifelike painting.

But the painting is just a painting, no matter how lifelike it is, it is just a painting. The person sitting here is actually a living person. The woman showed a gentle smile, she opened her mouth to say something, but she was hit by Harry who flew towards her.

broken.

The cry rang out, but it was not suppressed like when she was bullied before. For the first time, she lay in her mother's arms and cried freely and without any worries. If this was a dream, she was willing to indulge in it and never wake up.

Snape looked at them with complicated eyes. He didn't say anything, he didn't need to say anything, he just drank the hot tea in the cup with a relieved smile.

There's nothing better than a cup of hot tea on a rainy day.