[Comprehensive] Those years when I memorized the Analects of Confucius

Gentleman's work.

Shipley said nothing.

He frowned slightly, silently staring at the young man in front of him who was said to be his student soon, his eyes seemed to be sizing up, and even more like examining.At this time, the wind and snow had stopped, and the sky gradually brightened. The villagers who were affected by the illusion and had their memories erased returned to their homes.

Everything is back to square one.

The difference is that the Muggle boy who has experienced adventures will probably be more firm in his own ideas - because when he was at a loss and on the verge of despair, an incredible, non-existent miracle appeared in front of him.

Gee.

I was educated by my own students.

He thought casually, and was surprised to find that he didn't feel uncomfortable or embarrassed by this reality.The new Potions professor at Hogwarts glanced down at the two old friends who were waiting aside, and said unwillingly, "Well, you're right, I lost."

Salazar raised his eyebrows, and quickly continued: "Then, according to our bet—"

"I'll be the Potions Professor at Hogwarts." Shipley said, and then he gave Kong Yun an angry look: "You'd better pray that you don't fall into my hands, little bastard!"

Kong Yun blinked his eyes, feeling genuinely at a loss for how much hatred he could always attract the Potions Professor.

"I don't think he needs to worry about this." After taking a deep look at Kong Yun, Salazar chuckled and said lazily, "You must still remember, Shipley, on magic, you can Never been my match-"

What responded to him was the angry eyes of the potions professor.

Regarding this, Helga kept smiling, watching their topic gradually become dangerous with a smile, and did not intend to stop it, obviously seeing the joke in their words.The pupils of the junior Slytherins dimmed slightly, already aware of the change in attitude of the two founders of Hogwarts.

If before this, Salazar and Helga's attitude towards Kong Yun was just an ordinary Hogwarts student, then after this incident, the two of them looked at the Hufflepuffs of the lower grades. The eyesight has changed a lot. Helga's appreciation is not difficult to understand. Relatively speaking, Draco was most surprised by the appreciation and favor of the founder of Slytherin House.

Of course, thinking about what happened to the other party in the original Hogwarts, it seems that there is nothing strange-whether it is a thousand years ago or a thousand years later, as long as Kong Yun thinks about it, he can always easily please everyone.

Thinking of this, for a moment, Draco couldn't tell whether his mood at the moment was more of an indescribable sense of frustration, or more of an inexplicable sense of pride.

He turned his head to look in the boy's direction.

Seemingly noticing his gaze, the junior Hufflepuff raised his head from the scarf and gave him a soft smile. It is hard to imagine that just a few minutes ago, this same person stood calmly at the stake In front of the shelf, he took out his wand calmly, and made a choice that would affect someone's life in a calm manner.

……

After the burning incident that day, everything in the village returned to normal, except that the only decent gentleman in the village, Mr. Stuart, suddenly chose to move to the south by himself, and everything returned to normal for ten days. Clarence Cook's adventure is like a gift from God to Clarence Cook. No one remembers what happened that day except him.

"You mean a guest at Mr. Stuart's house?" The boy of the same age who was asked stopped chopping firewood, and looked at his friend in confusion: "Since when did Mr. Stuart's house have guests? Isn't he always alone? He said yesterday that he planned to move because it was too lonely to be alone..."

Clarence's eyes widened in astonishment: "What did you say?"

"Don't you know? Mr. Stuart said that because he missed his hometown so much, he still decided to move back to the south and left early this morning..."

Clarence couldn't remember what the other party said at the end.

No. On the 11th day, carrying the book that was regarded as a treasure in his arms, the Muggle boy ran to the house in the corner of the village again.

But this time, nothing happened.

Just as the midnight clock pointed to twelve o'clock, and all traces of magic disappeared from Cinderella's body, when the boy stood in the familiar place again, there should have been an exquisite house standing in front of him. There is nothing in the corner of the village, except for the white snow.

Clarence froze.

Out of some inexplicable intuition, he gritted his teeth, and suddenly ran out of the village!

An hour later, the woodcutter boy finally greeted his lost friend. The boy frowned, and was about to remind him that they still had a lot of firewood to cut, which would determine whether they would sleep a little warmer tonight. One point, but the other party spoke first.

Clarence grabbed him violently and asked eagerly, "Where is Mr. Stuart's house? Why is his house gone too?"

"What are you talking about?" The young man raised his head from the work of cutting firewood, and glanced at his friend inexplicably: "There has never been a Mr. Stuart in the village. It was empty from the beginning, and no house has ever been built.”

"Clarence, what's wrong with you?" He asked with concern, "If you're not feeling well, I suggest you take a break..."

His words were not finished.

Because his friend seemed to have figured out something suddenly, picked up the ax suddenly, lowered his head, and chopped the firewood meticulously, as if he was doing something that couldn't be more serious.

The boy had no choice but to stop this topic - Clarence's current state obviously couldn't be better, after all, he seems to be chopping wood much faster than before, unlike before, always thinking about something, always looking Absent-minded, as if being absorbed by something...

Huh?

What seems to have attracted all my attention...?

The boy blinked blankly, and then looked at Clarence who was chopping firewood seriously, without distraction at all. He decided to put aside the strange thought just now.

How can there be any distraction, hasn't Clarence been so serious all the time?

As he thought about it, he changed the subject and asked inadvertently: "By the way, Clarence, I seemed to see you running out of the village just now, as if you were chasing something... Did you see a hare or something? ?"

This is of course just a joke. Everyone knows that in this kind of winter snow, there will be no such thing as hares. The woodcutter just wanted to change the topic, but what he didn't expect was Clarence answered seriously.

"Not a hare."

Between the gray sky and the vast white snow, the young man in a pure black robe seemed to be the only bright color in the world. Through the slowly falling heavy snow, he saw the faint smile in his eyes.

Firm yet gentle, calm yet proud.

"Actually, I think..." The young man who had never had any faith paused for a moment before telling him with a smile, "I saw an angel."

……

"...You must be an angel sent by God to save the world!"

The young man who spoke raised his head from the cake. He was a rather embarrassed young man. Whether it was the patched clothes on his body or the gray marks on the wizard's robe, it was enough to prove this, but it did not Influenced that pair of emerald green eyes filled with deep sincerity and gratitude.

Maybe because he noticed the slightly stiff expression of the "angel", he froze for a moment, and hurriedly explained: "I mean, thank you, sir, I really don't know how to express my gratitude to you. Best cake ever eaten - now I feel empowered again - really, thank you very much!"

Kong Yun was slightly embarrassed.

It has to be said that even though this is not the first year he has been in the UK, the overly blunt and enthusiastic praise of the British in certain aspects will always make him feel a little hot——

"It's nothing, sir." Kong Yun said gently, trying to calm down the young man in front of him who was overly grateful to him: "I don't think any wizard will stand idly by when another wizard encounters a problem." , didn't I? I just did what I was supposed to do."

But his explanation obviously didn't work at all——

The strange young man didn't listen to his explanation at all, or rather, he took Kong Yun's words as a comfort for him not to have to worry about his conscience - because he seemed to be more moved.

"No, sir, this is completely different." He said solemnly: "I bet that this is definitely a top-notch delicacy that even the royal family in Muggles can't eat. Even in the wizarding world, there must be countless people willing to eat it." Pay dearly for it..."

No, you don't understand anything at all.

As the maker of the fancy cake, Kong Yun couldn't help but rubbed his slightly stiff face, and there was a subtle feeling of despair in his heart——

In fact, this cake... is really just the product of his failed attempt at a new food spell!

As for why Kong Yun suddenly encountered such an embarrassing situation, the time should probably be rewinded to a month before the five of them returned to Hogwarts together and met with Godric and Rowena.

As the five of them returned to Hogwarts, Kong Yun and Draco's life immediately became leisurely and relaxed.

Of course, there are still many questions about Hogwarts enrollment, but this is far beyond the scope of the two teenagers. Most of the things often need to be resolved by the four adult wizards themselves.

Of course, this does not mean that they have ignored Kong Yun and Draco. Perhaps because they have trusted them enough, Salazar readily opened up the reading rights of all books to them. At the same time, Kong Yun Yun also started to study food spells with Helga as promised.

And now, there is only less than a week left before Hogwarts officially recruits students.

Perhaps it was because of curiosity, or because some young wizards who wandered alone decided to come to Hogwarts to find opportunities. Many wizards appeared one after another.

Kong Yun was asked by Helga to take a look at the situation by taking advantage of the opportunity to purchase ingredients.

The young man in front of him was one of the wizards looking for opportunities, although his age seemed to basically not meet the requirements of Hogwarts.In short, when seeing the young man, the other party was too difficult, and the other party's longing eyes were cast on his failed works, so Kong Yun felt a little compassion...

So there was the scene just now.

"I'm sorry, sir, I think you may have really misunderstood something..." Kong Yun only hesitated for a moment, and then honestly decided to tell the other party the truth: "Actually, these cakes are just the product of my failure in trying, don't worry to praise you."

This made the young man couldn't help showing a surprised expression.

Maybe I let him down?Kong Yun thought.But he really doesn't care about it. For him, it's a bit embarrassing to face unreasonable and over-exaggerated praise——

"Don't say that, sir." Faced with Kong Yun's puzzled gaze, the young man shook his head with a firm and serious expression, as if what they were talking about now was some great event: "I have been to many, many places when I was wandering. I have tasted all kinds of food, including brown bread, and the legendary 'Queen's Bread' that only the royal family is entitled to enjoy...but this cake is different."

"Although it's strange to say this, I can indeed feel the heart of the person who made this cake—it's not just to fill the stomach, nor is it as simple as a tool for the maker to please the upper-class nobles... I can feel that Enthusiasm and hope for life, that's why I feel so empowered now!"

"Of course." The young man emphasized seriously, or fanatically: "I must solemnly declare that its taste is also very good!"

"...uh," the junior Hufflepuff couldn't help taking a step back from the other party's excess enthusiasm: "I mean, thank you for your compliment...?"

"So," after expressing his love heartily, the young man said expectantly: "Is it an honor for me to know your name, Mister Angel?"

Kong Yun: ……………