The White Lord Professor at Hogwarts

"I will never laugh...hahahaha!"

Fu Rong held the book of "Black Magic" and held her stomach in front of the hospital bed while laughing. Her exquisite body was rising and falling beside the hospital bed.Ricardo stared at the ceiling helplessly, thinking about which planet he should escape to.

Just when Nico Flamel handed over the book, Ricardo righteously rejected the extremely dark-looking book, saying that he had a righteous heart and could not accept the method of using black magic to become stronger.

"What black magic brings is not life, but death!" He said loudly, "How can you be living by being swayed by your own emotions and falling into killing and madness? That is just living by self-deception!"

"This is definitely not the suffering of entering the ranks of the strong, but the trap of entering hell! Don't tell me that I can do whatever it takes to become stronger! People can't, at least they shouldn't!"

Although the study of black magic last semester gave him an excellent trump card, it also brought him a bomb that could explode at any time. Faced with the two choices of life safety and the temptation of becoming stronger, Rika The more the better, the better - life is at stake.

Even if you study magic patterns in a down-to-earth manner, it is more reliable than black magic. At least there will be no interference from all kinds of evil thoughts, and you will not have to experience the "sevenfold sin".This "bitterness" is not traditional Chinese medicine, but a drug.

"Even if I, Ricardo Silva, were killed, died outside, or jumped from here, I wouldn't know how to learn this!"

"..."

Nico Flamel looked at him strangely for a while and said in a hesitant tone:

"I think... why don't you... take a look at the subtitle of this book?"

"I will never read the contents of this book! I will only read the title!"

Ricardo put down his harsh words and glanced at the cover.

I saw that the complete title written above was:

"Dark Magic: Killing Technique Degenerated from Soul Magic"

"...So...this book is..."

"So, this is a book about studying soul magic to black magic. The theme is how to learn soul magic from black magic. I think it may be a little simpler than learning this type of ancient magic from the perspective of magic patterns."

"So...are you ready to learn?"

"..."

Ricardo raised his head, glanced around with arrogant eyes, and then put the book back in his arms:

"Emma smells so good."

(A certain Hermione:???)

Then he saw Fleur Delacour leaning against the door.

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"I...really...didn't expect..." Furong laughed so hard that tears were about to flow out, "You...would be...interested...in that way..."

"I really didn't expect you to show up at the door." Ricardo replied weakly.

This is a ward specially customized by Nico Flamel, not just anyone can come in) - this is why he is inexplicably funny.

However, she seems to have a good relationship with Nico Flamel, and last year she requested a book on magic.

But he was also a little strange, why did the little girl laugh for so long?As for this?

Fleur laughed for a long time before she stopped and took out a gift box from her bracelet: "Here, a gift for the student to visit the teacher."

"Did your mother make it?" Ricardo opened it and saw many macarons neatly arranged inside, and it was easy to see that these were not made in a store - handmade ones are always a little irregular.

"I did it myself!" There was a hint of pride in Fleur's tone. "When you were fighting with the air these past few days, my mother and I did it together."

"..."

Ricardo automatically ignored a certain sentence.

It can be seen that these macarons are carefully made by the other party. They have crisp and thin shells, various colors, and each one is made into the shape of a heart.

But Ricardo looked at the exquisite food and was a little afraid to eat it: "I think, with your skills of cutting vegetables into pieces, making soup with clear water like a spring, and frying the kitchen with raging fire..."

It was a disaster that time, and he had a hard time putting out the fire in the kitchen.

"I was only 13 years old at that time!" Furong was shy and angry, her pretty face flushed, "Besides, I had studied seriously for a year! My mother said I was already doing very well!"

"After all, we are family, we won't..."

"To shut up!"

She raised her almond-shaped eyes, picked up a piece of macaron, and finished it quickly: "This is okay!"

There was still a small piece of cream hanging from the corner of the girl's mouth. She took a piece and fed it to Ricardo's mouth, urging: "Try it."

Girl, macarons are meant to be eaten in small bites...

Ricardo couldn't push it away, so he lowered his head and took a bite. As a result, he accidentally bit her finger, and his teeth lightly bit her fingertips. Both parties were stunned for a moment.

Fleur?6?1 Delacour's fingers seemed like snow-white pastries, with a slightly cool touch mixed with an unknown fragrance.

Soon, he reacted, his teeth quickly loosened, and he raised his head sheepishly: "Isn't that right..."

Just as she was about to apologize, the girl quickly retracted her hand, pretending to be nonchalant, picked up a small piece of macaron and stuffed it into her mouth, her eyes wandering.

It seems... the same hand...

The words that came to his mouth were quickly swallowed by Ricardo and he began to chew the food that was stuffed into his mouth.

The outer shell is slightly crispy, the inside is soft and waxy, and it has a lot of auxiliary flavors that you can't taste.However, all the flavors in it are blended perfectly, and you still have a lingering feeling after eating it.

This is a kind of macaron that was relatively common in the previous life. It consists of two pieces of macaroon with various fillings sandwiched between them. It is about 4cm in diameter and has an obvious everted skirt.

And the name of this kind of macaron seems... It seems to be called... It's called...

By some strange coincidence, his tongue licked the tooth.

Ricardo's face began to look unnatural. He turned his head to the side, opened the book "Dark Magic: Killing Techniques Degenerated from Soul Magic", and pretended to read it seriously.

But for some reason, his heart was beating wildly and he couldn't see it at all.

Magic that kills souls... macarons... or magic that harms souls... beauty... is called black magic... delicious...

Ricardo couldn't read anymore.His heart was beating fast, and his mind was filled with all kinds of strange things.

The girl's delicate appearance is as dazzling as the summer sun, and her nose seems to be able to smell her moderately sweet fragrance.

He took a deep breath, his mind raced, and he forced himself to recall some of the disciplinary notices issued by the dean of his previous life, his various actions to catch puppy love, and his close cooperation with the class committee members.

...Then he thought of the smiles that the monitor and deputy monitor held hands in front of him during the graduation dinners several times, and the countless times he was teased by the students for being single.

No, this really doesn't work.

Ricardo took a deep breath and used the mental strength to withstand Voldemort's sneak attack to forcefully clear his brain, suppressing this strange desire. When he opened his eyes again, he looked at Fleur again. Qingming was restored.

But in a daze, he seemed to hear four heartfelt words floating from the distant sky:

Blocking is not as good as opening up

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