I recite the Analects of Confucius at Hogwarts

Mo Rong hates all compulsory extracurricular activities.

However, the reason why extracurricular activities are "mandatory" is precisely because they are closely related to final grades and credits. If he doesn't want to go home with a not-so-good grade in the final exam, then no matter how reluctant he is at the moment, he can only obey. Stay where he should be and complete his practical assessment.

Suppressing the resentment in his belly, Mo Rong sighed helplessly, lowered his head resignedly, and continued to register his obligations in the book in front of him, while lazily making routine inquiries to the people who came up to him:

"Name"

"The sky is empty."

The voice sounded quite young, he thought casually, and while writing "male" in the gender column, he continued to ask without raising his head: "Where are you from?"

"Flower and Fruit Mountain."

Mo Rong:

Although it is said that Fengshen Hall does have a teacher from Huaguo Mountain, in fact this legendary Teacher Sun has not been seen for hundreds of years. Whether he exists or not is still unknown. Schrödinger’s Great Sage, as for Huaguo Mountain

He had heard of people coming from Penglai Island, and had seen people coming down from Zhoushan Mountain. Over the years, he had never heard of anyone coming from Huaguo Mountain.

What kind of snake spirit is targeting him?

"Nonsense." The right hand holding the pen paused slightly. Mo Rong frowned, raised his head unbearably, and waved his hand to indicate that he was busy and not to bother him if he had nothing to do. As soon as he raised his hand in the air, he paused again. There: "Ayun" His eyes lit up slightly, and he instantly turned from anger to joy: "You didn't even notify me when you were coming back."

After not seeing his friend for two years, he had already accumulated a lot of things to say in his heart, but now it was obviously not the time to chat. His eyes turned slightly and fell on the foreigner next to his friend. The young man nodded slightly and spoke politely in fluent English. Said: "Are you Ayun's friend? Hello, I am Mo Rong."

Kong Yun raised his eyes to look at him.

It was hard to tell what kind of look it was, but Mo Rong instinctively had a bad feeling.As expected, before the person involved could introduce himself, Kong Yun curled his lips and said nonchalantly: "His name is Draco." After a brief pause, "He is the person I have decided to spend the rest of my life with."

Mo Rong:

Maybe it’s because the Chinese language is too broad and profound, he thought calmly, there’s nothing wrong with brothers who share life and death saying they can spend their lives together, damn it.

Mo Rong scratched his hair, with a very crazy expression on his face. He knew Kong Yun's temperament. Even if it was a joke, he would not make such a joke casually. But precisely because he understood the other party's sincerity and caution, this time Only then did he have an even more headache.

Draco on the other side was also a little surprised. He was originally prepared to accept the term "friend", but he didn't expect that Kong Yun was much more direct than he thought.

But it also suits him.

"Hello, I'm Draco Malfoy," he curved his lips happily and introduced himself well: "I'm Ayun's boyfriend. Nice to meet you."

I wish I had never seen you, Mo Rong, with a sad face and a miserable mood.

He looked at Kong Yun and then at Draco. After struggling for a long time, he finally couldn't hold it back and couldn't care less about being rude. He pulled Kong Yun aside and asked him nervously: " Does your brother Yan know about this?"

Kong Yun blinked: "Ah, didn't I tell you?"

Mo Rong: "What"

Faced with Mo Rong's increasingly uneasy face, Kong Yun was very calm: "Draco and I just sneaked back without telling the second brother." He added calmly: "The second brother should still be in the UK now."

Mo Rong:

Very good, now he is faced with a very difficult choice: report Kong Yun and betray his friends' trust; hide it and let Brother Yan down.

He hesitated for a while in the dilemma, and then Kong Yun said as if nothing was wrong: "Let's go shopping first. When you're done, we'll have a meal together."

With his thoughts in confusion, he nodded subconsciously. When he reacted, Kong Yun, who had received the response, had already waved to him as a farewell, and the two of them disappeared into the crowd side by side.

Forget it.

It’s better to wait until such a serious question actually happens before considering it.

Adhering to the self-deception principle of pretending not to know before it happened, Mo Rong only struggled with it for a while and quickly put the trouble behind him.He sighed, sat back at his desk and chair, picked up his pen and planned to continue working, but having said that

Did that foreigner not register?

A city that looks like Hogsmeade in the East.

There are various shops on both sides of the street that cannot be named. In the middle are people passing by. There are also some simple and novel carts in twos and threes, which look like they have been carefully strung. The crystal clear red fruits, and some with long The candies are held up on long bamboo sticks and look like monkeys and humans.

When his eyes rested on the little candy man, he didn't know if it was an illusion.

He always felt that the little human-shaped candy also rolled its eyes and glanced at him lazily.

Kong Yun seemed to notice something strange about him. Kong Yun followed his gaze and looked over. His eyes fell on the familiar candy man. He smiled unconsciously: "This is a candy man. Well, it actually looks like a chocolate frog. Although it was made into Different shapes, but the essence is still candy.”

He thought for a while and simply took Draco with him to the trolley.

As the two of them approached, a strangely shaped disk quickly appeared in front of them. The disk was made of logs, with a long rotating rod fixed in the center. The disk itself was evenly divided into There are several different plates on which cats, dogs, birds and other animals are clearly painted with simple strokes.

Kong Yun didn't look at the turntable. He lowered his head and looked at the prepared candy figures for a while, then pointed at the one Draco was staring at just now: "Boss, I want this."

Three minutes later, Draco and the candy man on the bamboo stick in his hand looked at each other.

I have to say that when you look closely, this candy man looks even weirder: he has a monkey face, but he has a human body and limbs. Two beard-like lines poke out from his head, exactly in line with his hands. The slender stick he held was at the same height.

When he looked at it now, Draco realized that his previous observation was not an illusion because the moment he just took the bamboo stick from Kong Yun's hand, he saw with his own eyes that the candy man on the bamboo stick was listless. She glanced at him, then turned around without interest, facing away from him.

It can be said to be a very unique candy.

"This" Draco was a little unsure: "Is it for eating?"

"Generally speaking, it's for eating." When his eyes fell on the little candy man, Kong Yun said with some nostalgia: "However, because it looks much more vivid than a doll, when we were children, we also I will buy one more to keep as a treasure."

As if he remembered something, Kong Yun stopped, turned around and walked towards the cart where the candy figures were. When he came back, he already had two more candy figures in his hands.

A small Q version of Kong Yun, and a similarly sized version of himself.

"This is for you." Kong Yun looked down for a while, then quickly made a decision and handed "himself" over.

The little guy was well preserved in a separate glass box. His long hair made of chocolate looked slightly lighter than the real person, his skin was made of toffee, and his clothes were like a layer of light blue gauze, but The workmanship is exquisite and it looks like elegant Hanfu.

Leng Buding was stared at so directly, and the little guy seemed a little shy. He half-lowered his head, put his hand on the bamboo stick, and secretly looked over from behind the bamboo stick that could not block any sight at all.

The hand holding the box tightened slightly, and Draco suddenly understood completely why someone would buy this kind of candy to keep.

Holding three freshly baked candy figures in their arms, the two continued walking along the street while chatting, and finally stopped in front of a stationery store in the corner.

The reason why it is said to be a stationery store is because Draco could clearly see through the glass window the stationery items neatly arranged in the store, such as brushes, ink, etc. When they pushed the door in, the people behind the counter The young man was dragging his chin carelessly, listening absentmindedly to what the customers on the side were saying.

Not paying attention to other people's conversations, Kong Yun just raised his head, smiled at the boy in front of the counter, said hello, and went straight to the counter where the ink was placed.

Draco wandered around the shop boredly for a while, and finally his attention was attracted by a finely crafted brush with a white background and gold rim on the counter.

He picked up the pen

"I'm not bragging, every piece of stationery in this store has a profound meaning. Did you see the sign next to it? Every pen and every ink has its own name."

Indeed, although there are not many brushes displayed in the glass cabinet, there is a small sign next to each pen. The label is not the price, but a string of Chinese words.

Shi Wei, Guan Ju, Jian Jia, Juan Er, Tu Zhi are next to the pen he is holding in his hand, which is also marked with Chinese characters: "Jian Jia."

"Every pen and every ink has its own name. This name actually contains its deep meaning, which corresponds to the attribute power of the brush itself. Mr. Taibai's naming is not as simple as it seems. , for example." As if he couldn't find a convenient example, the male customer who was talking endlessly to the woman next to him paused, and when he turned around to look, his eyes happened to glance across the pen in Draco's hand.

"For example, the word "Jianjia Jianjia" is taken from the Book of Songs, which means pursuing what you love but not getting it."

Pursuing what you love but not getting it

Draco was silent for a while and decided to put the broken pen back immediately.

After giving a detailed explanation to the female companion, the male customer smiled gracefully and said modestly: "Of course, I am not very talented and knowledgeable. I am not one ten thousandth as good as Mr. Taibai. I have some omissions and misunderstandings. I hope you will enlighten me." ."

Behind the counter not far away, the young man raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "What do you mean?" He took out a wine gourd from under the counter, raised his head and took a sip, and said with a smile: "Last time Dongpo and I After losing the bet, he proposed to name them after the Book of Songs. I was willing to admit defeat, so I changed the names of these pens from the 24 solar terms to the names from the Book of Songs. Is there any problem?"

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