When will Hogwarts raise wages?

The encounter with the basilisk at night not only frightened Amertha, but also frightened Dylan.

After receiving the message from Amosha's patron saint, Dylan hurried to find her without even having time to put on his coat.

Before Dylan came, Amosha had been sitting blankly against the wall, her mind was blank, and she had not yet recovered from the horror of encountering the basilisk.

"Amertha!"

Hearing Dylan's voice, Amosha looked up and saw him running towards her in a hurry, wearing only pajamas and an anxious look on his face.

Dylan hugged her and cast the Disillusionment Curse and the Ignore Curse on both of them.

"It's okay, I'm here." He comforted her softly, hugging her tightly with one hand and patting her back gently with the other.

Amosha's eyes heated up when she heard Dylan's voice, she reached out and hugged him, and the two hugged each other silently.

"Okay, let me take you back."

Amosha responded, Dylan helped her up, and they walked forward together. Dylan felt Amersa's hand holding his arm tremble slightly, and firmly grasped his sleeve.

Throughout the whole process, Amosha was just carried by Dylan and moved mechanically to her room.

Dylan threw her directly into her bedroom, turned around to look for the teapot, and prepared to make a pot of hot tea for Amosha to calm her panic.

Amosha threw herself onto the soft big bed and buried her head into the pillow, her whole body in a trance.

"Stop paralyzing and drink some tea."

A teapot filled with hot tea and two teacups followed Dylan into Amosha's bedroom. Dylan lifted Amosha up, leaned her against the bed, and handed one of the teacups to her. .

Amosha took a breath, took the tea cup and took a sip. The hot tea slowly flowed down her throat and into her stomach, making her feel better.

"Are you feeling better?" Dylan gave her another cup of tea.

"It's better." Amosha reached for her pillow and put it behind her to make herself more comfortable.

"But it's still a little scary," she said, shuddering involuntarily as she placed the cup on the bedside table.

"Relax, don't think about it." Dylan put his arm around her and patted her shoulder gently.

It's already past two o'clock in the morning. Unfortunately, Dylan and Amosha have classes in the morning today.

In order not to delay going to work, Amosha tried hard to adjust her emotions and decided to drink half a bottle of Dreamless Sleeping Potion to face those little bastards in the second grade with a full spirit.

ah! She is really a serious and responsible people's teacher!

Dylan was a little worried about her, so he decided to stay and made a bunk in Amosha's study.

"Are you really planning to make a floor bunk?" Amosha stood at the door of the study, very speechless.

Dylan didn't even look back and continued to wave his wand around the study.

He turned the desk into a four-poster bed, turned a copy of History of Magic into a very soft-looking pillow, and used parchment to turn into a quilt.

"Don't be so serious. Since I know magic, why can't I improve my quality of life?"

Dylan patted the conjured pillow with satisfaction and put the wand back into his sleeve.

"Remember to change them all back before you leave." Before drinking the Dreamless Sleeping Potion, Amosha was lying in the bedroom and shouted at the door worriedly.

"Don't worry! Good night!" Dylan's voice came from outside the door.

Amosha smiled, drank the potion poured into the cup, and instantly fell into a deep sleep.

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Ever since Amosha had her own small room in the Burrow when she was four years old, she has always maintained good sleeping habits, such as going to bed at nine and getting up at seven, unshakably.

Although at Hogwarts, the infighting between her and Dylan became more and more unruly year by year, often staying up until twelve o'clock, Amotha still insisted on keeping her own habits, but only half of them, that is, getting up at seven o'clock .

After becoming a social animal at Hogwarts, Amosha had to accurately measure the dose of Dreamless Sleeping Potion even when she had insomnia to ensure that she could get up on time.

Amosha opened her eyes drowsily, reached out from under the pillow and took out her watch - well, no more, no less, exactly seven o'clock.

She stretched, lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and picked out a light gray robe from the closet. After changing, I went to wash up.

At this time, Amosha had just woken up and had not remembered that she had stayed with someone five hours ago. So when she walked into the living room, she was startled by Dylan who was sitting next to the table pouring coffee. .

"Good morning." Dylan was now fully dressed, and he thoughtfully prepared breakfast.

"Just had it delivered by the house elf."

Amotha put away her wand and sat next to Dylan.

"You got up quite early." She took the toast with jam on it, took a bite, and said vaguely.

"It's not bad." Dylan poured another glass of milk from the milk jug for Amosha, and helped her tuck a piece of untied hair behind her ear.

"Remember seventh grade? In the first half of the first half of the new year's exam, we got up at 5:30 every day."

"Of course I remember it. It's like dreaming about going back to the college entrance examination!" Amosha said.

They continued eating breakfast, and Amertha picked up a second slice of toast and started spreading blueberry jam on it.

"Seriously," Amertha took a bite of a piece of bread spread with blueberry jam and said vaguely, "do you think Dumbledore knows that there is a basilisk beneath Hogwarts?"

"It's hard to tell," Dylan thought for a moment before speaking, "I don't think he knows now. After the petrification incident, he will definitely investigate it carefully."

"Is that why Harry went down to the Chamber of Secrets to kill the basilisk?"

"Let me tell you, for Harry, it won't hurt to get more exercise. We can protect him now, but in the future he will have to face Lao Fu alone, and none of us can replace him."

"I understand," Amosha sighed, "We can only reduce these losses as much as possible."

This topic was a bit heavy, so the two stopped talking and continued to eat their breakfast.