[Comprehensive] BOSS, please brush points

The plot is not advanced by Mary Sue or Tom Sue, Ron still hates Hermione's cat, and even looks coldly at Hermione. Even though Harry and Fu Xiaoya have been trying their best to persuade the two to reconcile, Fu Xiaoya knows that after going to Before Hogs Mandy, the relationship between the two would always remain in such a stalemate.

It's not over yet.Ron gave Professor McGonagall a lot of nicknames, which made Hermione feel very distressed.

Hermione pissed Ron off even more by assuming it was "best for everyone", and Harry first had to put up with everyone in the class talking loudly and happily once they got to Hogsman's Land , what they want to do.As for Fu Xiaoya, she tried her best to observe all the little wizards who walked in and out of the common room, whether it was a mob that could make her score successfully.

"At least there's a party," said Ron, trying to cheer Harry up. "You know, there's a Hallow's Eve party in the evening."

"Yes," said Harry gloomily, "a big feast."

Fu Xiaoya burst out laughing, tilted her head and said, "Relax, Harry, I won't go to Hogsmandy either, I have to take care of Kukapuluo."

Hermione glanced at the shadows circling around Fu Xiaoya inexplicably. "Aren't there house elves to take care of?"

"Of course, house-elves are the best, but I'm more afraid of him eating them as snacks."

The Hallow's Eve feast was very well done, but for anyone he couldn't taste as much as the next day's trip to Hogsmanland.No matter what anyone talks about, the topic will never leave it.Ding Thomas, mentioning an interesting quill, he could provide a fake Uncle Vernon's signature, but Harry has already told Professor McGonagall that he didn't get his signature, so that's not interesting.Ron raised the invisibility cloak half-seriously, but Hermione grabbed him a bag right away, reminding Ron that Dumbledore had told them that dementors could see.

"They always make a fuss about Hogsman, but I assure you, Harry, Ya, it's not that crazy," he said gravely. "Well, the candy store is pretty good. Yes, but Dragon's Mouth's Joke Shop is frankly quite dangerous, and of course Screaming Shaker is well worth a visit, but really, Harry, you haven't lost anything at all other than that.

On the morning of Hallow's Eve, Harry woke up with the others and went down to breakfast, and while he was trying to stay as normal as possible, he was downright depressed.

"Why isn't Xiaoya depressed at all? That's Hogsmandy!" Ron couldn't believe it when he saw Fu Xiaoya coming down to have breakfast with a refreshed face.Compared to Fu Xiaoya, Harry's expression was almost as ugly as if he ate pork liver and got stuck in his throat.

"We'll bring you lots of candy from Sugar Dukes," said Hermione, because he looked like he was dying. "What does Xiaoya want?"

"Is there anything like a postcard that can be kept as a memory?" Fu Xiaoya went outside, and gave Kukapuluo a spoonful of vegetable soup for him to lick. "I'm not interested in candy. If it's really fun, I can ask my adoptive father to take me there after the holiday. Of course, if Harry wants, he can also go with us. My treat~"

"Don't worry about me, and thank you Xiaoya for the invitation, the holiday is too far away." Harry said, his voice sounded weak. "I hope to see you all at the banquet. Have a great time together."

"Puff." Fu Xiaoya patted Kukapuluo's head, enjoying the various behaviors of his head in her arms, "Harry, actually, when you grow up, you will understand that only a group of bachelors are willing to patronize there. place."

The bread in Hermione's mouth hadn't been swallowed completely, and she asked eagerly, "Why?"

"Because a guy with a family or a lover will definitely go to a more distant place with a better scenery for honeymoon. And a lonely person needs malt wine or mead to chat with friends."

After breakfast, the two accompanied them to the entrance hall, where the administrator was standing in front of the door, checking a long roll of lists, staring suspiciously at every face to make sure no one else had slipped out.

After seeing off the two of them, Fu Xiaoya proposed to go to Professor Lu Bin.

"What are we doing there?" Harry asked weakly.

"I just went there when I had nothing to do. I heard that there is Professor Lubin's mailbag today. I bet it is the magical creature we will use in class next week." Fu Xiaoya climbed up a staircase and walked along the corridor

Professor Lubin was indeed sorting out documents in his office. When he heard someone knocking on the door, he looked up. "Harry, Xiaoya, what's the matter? Where are Ron and Hermione?"

"Hogs Manly," said Harry in a voice of pretended indifference.

"Ah," Rubin thought for a moment and said to the two, "Come in. I just received the Grindelwald package for our next class."

"What is that?" Harry said, and handed Fu Xiaoya a look of admiration for his knowledge.

The two entered his office and saw a very large sink in the corner.A small, sickly green figure with sharp horns was pressing against the glass with his face twisted into elongated, spindle-shaped fingers.

"A kind of water monster," said Professor Rubin, after observing Grindelwald thoughtfully. "After dealing with Kappa, we shouldn't think he's so difficult to deal with. We just need to see through his weaknesses. You pay attention to those abnormal long ones." No fingers? It looks strong, but it's very brittle."

Grindelwald showed his green teeth, and then hid himself in a corner tangled in weeds. He saw a one-meter-long dog-shaped monster looking at him with greedy eyes.

"Would you like a cup of tea?" Rubin said, looking around the two teapots, "I was just trying to make some."

"All right," said Harry awkwardly.

Rubin tapped the teapot lightly with his magic wand, and suddenly a puff of steam rose from the spout.

"Sit down," Rubin said, shaking the dust off the tin lid. "Can Xiaoya finish the doppelganger lesson now?"

"I think it's ok, sir. My adoptive father has done a series of ideological work for me, and I can already bravely face a dementor." Fu Xiaoya looked at him, and Professor Rubin's eyes were flickering.

Harry put down his teacup abruptly and said, "Does the professor remember the day he fought the doppelganger?"

"Of course." Professor Rubin said slowly.

"Why don't you let me fight it?" Harry said suddenly.

Rubin raised his eyebrows.

"I think the answer is obvious, Harry." There was surprise in his voice.

Harry had expected Professor Rubin to deny that he thought Harry couldn't do it alone, so he was taken aback.

"Why?" he said again.

"Fine," said Professor Rubin, frowning slightly. "I'm assuming that if the slime faced you, it would take the shape of Voldemort, the dictator."

Harry watched.Not only because he had thought about this answer, but Rubin also said Voldemort's name directly.The only person Harry had ever heard (other than himself) dare say that name aloud before was Professor Dumbledore.

"Obviously, it's my fault," Professor Rubin said, frowning at Harry. "But I don't think it's a good idea for Voldemort, the dictator, to show up for his practice in the staff room. I think it's going to scare everyone."

"I wasn't thinking of Voldemort," said Harry sincerely. "I... I was thinking of the dementors."

"I understand," Rubin said thoughtfully. "Fine, well...I'm impressed." Looking in wonder on Harry's face, he flashed a broad smile. "That's really what you're most afraid of right now...very sensible, Harry."

Harry didn't know what to say next, so he took another sip of tea, and looked at Fu Xiaoya who was playing with Grindelwald in embarrassment.

"So you think, I don't believe you have the ability to fight against mud monsters?" Professor Lu Bin glanced at Fu Xiaoya, who was having a great time with Grindelwald.

"Yes... yes," said Harry, feeling suddenly relieved, "Professor Rubin, you know about dementors..."

He was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Lu Bin called, stood up and walked in front of Fu Xiaoya, the Grindelwald leaned towards Professor Lu Bin as if seeing a savior, his eyes were full of tears.

The door opened, and in came Professor Snape.He was holding a goblet, and the glass was smoking slightly, when he saw Harry and Fu Xiaoya, his black eyes narrowed.

"Ah, Severus," Rubin said with a smile, "thank you very much. Can you put it on the desk for me?"

Professor Snape put down the smoking goblet, his eyes lingering between Harry and Rubin.

"I was just showing Harry my Grindelwald," Rubin said cheerfully, pointing to the large sink.

"It's very charming," said Schneb without looking at it, "you should drink that right away, Rubin."

"Yeah, I think so too," Rubin said.

"I've made a big pot of this," Snape went on, "I've got some more if you need them."

"I'd like to have some more tomorrow. Thank you very much, Severus."

"You're welcome," said Professor Snape, but he never liked the look in Harry's eyes.There was no smile on his face until he exited the room, and he was on guard.

Harry stirred the goblet curiously.Rubin smiled.

"Professor Snape very kindly concocted a potion for me," he said. "I've never been a good potion maker, and this one in particular is very complicated." He raised his goblet and sniffed smell it. "Unfortunately it can't be sweetened." He took a sip and shuddered.

"Why...?" Harry reminded Rubin to look at him and answer the unfinished question.

"I'm feeling a little sick," he said. "The potion is the only thing that helps. I'm very lucky that Professor Snape is pretty good at making it; there aren't many wizards who can do it better than that."

Professor Rubin took another sip, and Harry felt the urge to reach out and knock the goblet away.

"Professor Snape is very interested in Defense Against the Dark Arts," he blurted out.

"Really?" said Rubin, who seemed to be taking another sip of the potion as an anecdote.

"Some people are going to..." Harry hesitated, and then said it all rashly: "Some people are going to do whatever it takes to get a Defense Against the Dark Arts teaching job."

Rubin put down his goblet and pulled his face down.

"That's unpleasant," he said, "Well, Harry, I have to go back to work. I'll see you at the banquet later." Professor Rubin looked at the girl who had remained silent all this time, "Then the next black magic class Before the defense class, I hope you can come to teach Xiaoya sooner. I will give you another try on the shapeshifter, so that your score will be beautiful. After all, it is a pity that your defense against the black arts class is only this part so far blank."

"Of course, professor." Fu Xiaoya pulled Harry up, turned and left.

The empty goblet did not continue to smoke.