From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

After Draco finished speaking, the auditorium fell silent.

In the past two months, with the publicity of a few Slytherins, most students have learned about some of Calvin's past experiences, and the title "Timid Cape" has also been circulated among some Slytherin students.

But no one has ever dared to shout this nickname directly to his face.

In fact, students who have taken his class quickly realized how ridiculous this nickname is. Only junior students like Malfoy who have never been in contact with him and have always upheld the concept of pure blood will hang him up. side.

Calvin looked calm. A nickname could not shake Calvin's image among students in the past few months.

"Malfoy, I admire your courage. I almost thought you were a Gryffindor student." Calvin's voice was cold and emotionless. "Then your confinement will last for a week. You can go to me starting tonight." 's office."

At this time, Professor Snape finally arrived. "What happened? Cappy, Malfoy is going to be detained for a week." Snape asked in a long voice.

Calvin glanced at Snape and said to himself: "You're late again, Snape."

"It's nothing. I've already dealt with the fight between three students. But Malfoy contradicted the professor, so I gave him a week of solitary confinement."

"Really?" Snape glanced around the three of them with his sinister eyes.Harry and Ron didn't look at him, and Malfoy's already pale face lost even a trace of blood. He looked at Snape with pleading eyes, hoping that he could intercede for him.

Snape ignored Malfoy's request, walked straight to Calvin, and reminded him seriously in his ear: "I hope you will treat my students with caution. His father is not easy to mess with."

Calvin snorted: "I've always been very careful about propriety."

Calvin quickly left the center of the incident, and behind him he heard Snape shouting: "Malfoy, come to my office."

After breakfast, Calvin returned to the office and started working. However, not long after, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

There were three people standing outside the door, headed by Harry and Ron. The person standing behind them was not Hermione, but a slightly fat boy with a round face.

Calvin recognized Neville Longbottom of Gryffindor, whom he had seen in the right corridor on the fourth floor that night.

"Good morning, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, and Mr. Longbottom. What do you want from me?"

"We are here to admit our mistakes." Harry said dryly, "It was Ron and I who did it first in the Great Hall."

"But it was Malfoy who provoked us first." Ron muttered, "I really can't stand listening to it anymore."

"I have already punished you, there is no point in discussing who should strike first." Calvin continued to sort out the letters with his head down.

"But there is one thing you have to learn from your father, Harry. He rarely gets caught by professors when he violates school rules. Don't always expect others to do justice for you."

"Is there anything else?" Calvin finally looked up at the three of them.

Harry took out a crumpled newspaper from his back. It was this morning's Daily Prophet.

Calvin took the newspaper and saw that it read "Hogwarts Gamekeeper Stealing Dragon Eggs", and there was a line of small words below:

The gamekeeper collects 5A banned items whose origin cannot be explained. Where is the source?Is Hogwarts safe? Will the tragedy of 50 years ago happen again?

"Professor Capet, the Ministry of Magic should already know that Malfoy must have tipped off the information. Hagrid..." Harry was a little anxious.

Calvin put the newspaper away and nodded slightly: "I understand, leave the rest to me."

Then he looked at the three of them and asked, "So that's why you fought."

The three of them nodded together, and Neville stammered: "Also, and Malfoy scolded me, and insulted my mother..."

"Okay, I get it," Calvin said with a look of disdain on his face, of course, towards Malfoy.

"Professor, Professor Capet," Neville said suddenly, "Can I go during the weekend confinement? After all, Harry and Ron did it because of me."

Calvin looked at the round-faced little wizard with some approval, "In principle, I have no objection, but this confinement will not be easy, so don't regret it."

Neville scratched his head and said that he would definitely not regret it.

"Neville, you don't have to do this, you didn't do anything." Harry said after leaving the office.

"I was just a step too slow," Neville muttered. "If Professor Capet hadn't come over, I would have hit him too."

At seven o'clock in the evening, there was another knock on the door of Calvin's office.

A pale Draco walked into the office.

"Ah, Draco, you're here. Sit down." Calvin conjured a big table and a chair.

Draco felt a little uneasy. During the day, Professor Snape called him into the office and warned him not to provoke Professor Capet. He is not afraid of your father. It is best to respect him as much as he respects me.

Draco went back to communicate with the senior students he was friends with, and also told him that it was best to remain in awe of Professor Capet, and that it was best not to mention the words "timid Capet" again.Only then did Draco realize that Calvin was not some lowly Mudblood wizard.

"Professor, Professor Capet, I want to apologize for my arrogant behavior this morning. I shouldn't have insulted you with those ridiculous words. I hope you can forgive me for my reckless behavior." Draco looked at those bloody eyes Eyes, swallowed, and respectfully apologized to Calvin.

"Ah, Malfoy. There's no need to be so formal." Calvin gently asked Malfoy to sit down, "I won't give you a severe punishment."

However, the calmer Calvin appeared, the more terrified Draco felt inside.

"Professor," Draco was about to cry, "I swear on the honor of the Malfoy family that I will never cause trouble for you."

"Don't worry, Malfoy, you won't cause much trouble to me yet," Calvin smiled at him, "But I'm glad you mentioned your family and honor."

"It sounds like you're very proud of your family, right?"

Draco nodded imperceptibly and murmured: "I have been taught since I was a child that I am a member of the Malfoy family, and every move I make represents the honor of the family."

"Then, please tell me about your family's... honor." At this time, Calvin was no longer as gentle as before. He was like a cat and leopard sitting on a tree branch, ready to give his prey a fatal blow. hit.

"Well," Draco hesitated for a while, then decided to follow Professor Capet's instructions and carefully inventory the great deeds of the Malfoy family since its birth.