On the Feasibility and Accuracy of Professor Cultivation

When the two little girls hurried to the classroom after eating, they were surprised to find that there were not many people in the classroom.

Mary was on tiptoe, but when she saw the situation, she graciously pulled Lily in, found a seat with a good view and sat down.

"I think the two of us can sleep a little longer in the future." Mary was flattered.

Lily can't deny,

"Is the professor here yet?"

There are 5 minutes left before the class. Does the professor come back after the class?

Mary shook her head, "I don't know."

She soon noticed a strange movement on the podium, she shook Lily's arm excitedly,

"Look! There's a cat! There's a cat sitting on the platform!"

Lily turned her head immediately, and found that there was really a cat sitting, an orange cat, sitting upright, like a serious professor.

Lily laughed,

"What's that? Professor McGonagall's pet?" Is Professor McGonagall so cute?

Mary saw the orange cat with a serious face, but swept its tail from time to time. She felt that she could hardly control her hand that was eager to lick the cat.

She suddenly became serious, "Shall we touch her?"

Lily: "..."

Lily: "...I don't think so."

Mary wails,

"why?"

Lily was helpless: "...What if Professor McGonagall is watching?"

Mary felt that what she said made sense. If a wizard as powerful as Professor McGonagall wanted to keep them from seeing her, they would never see her.

She thought of Professor McGonagall's serious face, and sighed in disappointment.

Lily looked at the cat for a while, and the orange cat seemed to notice the two of them, with its bulging furry face, it cast its gaze at them, and swept its tail.

Lily: wow... kind of cute...

And Mary can't hold it anymore: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Lily felt itchy in her heart and couldn't control her claws. After all, she was only an 11-year-old girl.

There was a fierce struggle in my heart, and it seemed that I had made a decision in the end.

Lily said: "...I think..."

Mary's face beamed with joy: "...Huh?"

Lily: "...so...do you think the same as me?"

Just touch it, it's okay...

Seeing that more and more little wizards came in, and the class was about to start, the two little girls looked at each other.

Lily: "...how about..."

Mary dignified: "...I think it's okay."

The two little girls pondered for a second, then they jumped up at the same time.

Fuck the cat! ! ! ("゜ロ゜)" If you don't masturbate at this time, when will you wait? ?Hurry up while there are few people, and they will feel even more embarrassed when there are too many people!

Mary just took a step forward and was about to pounce on it in a hungry tiger pouncing posture with green eyes, and then watched the cat stretch its body, and slowly turned into Professor McGonagall.

Mary: "???"

what happened? ?

Lily found out a little earlier than she did. With sharp eyesight and quick hands, she grabbed Mary's robe and pulled it back. She patted the robe herself and sat down calmly.

Mary squatted down, pretending to pick up the pen she had dropped, patted her robe calmly, sat down, and opened the book.

Professor McGonagall glanced suspiciously, and nothing unusual happened. She looked around and nodded. All wizards have arrived, and none of them are late.

Mag walked behind the podium, took out a glass vessel, and was about to start class.

"Transfiguration is a very interesting course, but it is also a very difficult subject. Open your Transfiguration course guide, and we will start with elementary transfiguration—object deformation."

Seeing that there was no meaning that the professor hadn't noticed, Mary breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thanks to you, Lily."

"Don't say any more..." Lili covered her face, feeling that the two of them had lost all their face for a year today.She said seriously, "In the future, we should proceed with caution and concentrate on studying."

Mary thought what she said was quite reasonable.

-

In the morning, Professor McGonagall taught turning utensils into mice. It was a very interesting magic at the beginning, which made the little wizards very excited. As a result, when they were eating at noon, the dining table was full of mice that were running or failed to transform.

Lily held the cup and watched a dusty mouse crawling beside the cake in front of her. She didn't feel afraid, but felt very disgusted.

How does this make a person eat...

She took a sip of pumpkin juice and kept holding it in her hand. With the other hand, she was planning to eat that little food, but she hung in the air for a long time, unable to start.

"Alas..." She sighed deeply, turned her head to look at Mary, and found that she had already leaned against the corner with a large pile of food and started to eat happily.

Lily: "...wouldn't this be a little rough?" But it seemed to be a very good way, and she was a little moved.

Mary waved to her and told her to come over.

Lily glanced at the table where the rats were running around, and felt that it was better to stay away from right and wrong, have a good lunch, then go back to sleep, and prepare for the history of magic in the afternoon. She had a bit of a headache. The weakest discipline of wizards, almost all of them.

Lily was carrying the only food - the cup of pumpkin juice she drank and was going to stand up with Mary when she heard a cry,

“[Transfiguration]——”

Then the glass in her hand turned into a fat squeaky mouse with pumpkin juice all over its face.

Lily: "..."

who is it!

She turned around angrily, and found that it was a fat boy who looked familiar.

"Goyle?" The boy sitting next to her in Transfiguration class, when she was talking to Mary, was a Slytherin boy who seemed very hostile when she heard that her parents were not wizards.

Gore looked at her gloatingly, "It's pretty good, Gray Mouse Pumpkin Juice, you'll like it very much!"

Lily smiled and threw the mouse in his face.

"Yes, you can enjoy it yourself."

The mouse was frightened and grabbed Gore's face tightly, and Gore screamed and stumbled away.

Lily complained to Mary, "Why did this happen to me as soon as school started?"

Mary thought it was expected, and she patted her on the shoulder comfortingly, "In fact, some wizards are indeed like this. They claim to be pure blood, although they are a small part, but because they occupy most of the wealth, so... Rich people always have the right to speak, don’t they?”

"Oh... will we meet again in the future?" Lily felt a little annoyed.

"It's actually okay. After all, most extreme wizards are concentrated in Slytherin. Although I think the four houses are the same, it is undeniable that there are more extreme wizards in Slytherin."

Mary shrugged, "They are so good at examining the situation, that sometimes they tend to be stubborn. You try not to provoke Slytherin, oh, that's not what I mean, in fact, there are discriminations in other colleges, after all This kind of thing is divided into people, not divided into colleges, isn't it?"

Lily was silent. She thought of her sister. Muggles would discriminate against wizards, and wizards would discriminate against Muggles.

She looked a little weak, and felt that the food was tasteless, and she couldn't even eat.

Lily thought again of the black-clothed professor from the morning, Severus Snape.

She asked, "What about the Headmaster? I mean, the Headmaster of Slytherin, doesn't he like wizards like me too?"

"I do not know either."

Mary ate her lunch, took out a green apple, and took a bite. "I remember my father said that Professor Snape seems to be of mixed blood, but her mother seems to be the heir of the potions family."

"But why do you ask this." The apple was a little sour, and she frowned.

Lily didn't know either, she just asked casually when she remembered,

Mary seemed to think of something suddenly, "Oh, by the way, the Professor of History of Magic has something to do this afternoon, and the class has been temporarily transferred."

"What is it tuned into?"

"Potions class."

"..."

"what happened?"

"nothing?"

It's just... a little nervous for no reason.

She suddenly remembered what Mary had said about Professor Snape this morning.

He's really kind of scary.

In the afternoon, you must listen carefully to the class. I don’t think he is an easy professor to get along with.

Lily threw away the caramel cake in her hand.

-

If the senior Hogwarts students were to describe Professor Snape's class, they couldn't find any other adjectives other than "terrible".

If there was anything scarier than this, it would be to be late for Professor Snape's Potions class.

Very fortunately, Lily had both.

She and Mary stood nervously in front of the cellar door, and Mary looked like she wanted to cry, "I'm sorry..."

Lily: "..." You shouldn't have believed her. Before going to bed, she swore that she would wake herself up, but when Lily woke up, she was still drooling and fell asleep hugging the pillow.

Mary hugged her arm and cried, "Lily...I'm scared." I heard that Professor Snape is a very scary person.

I am also very scared! !But skipping class is more serious than being late, isn't it? !

Lily was about to collapse, she took a deep breath, stared at the black door in front of her, raised her hand, and pushed the door open.

From the inside of the door came low and heavy words with a strong sense of irony.

"Well, let's see, which lucky wizard is late for my first class today..."

When everyone is staring at this door with sympathetic eyes, weeping for this poor creature,

A small red head poked in cautiously, holding the door with both hands, almond-like green eyes turned and stayed on the black figure.

Lily bit the bullet and called him, a little pitifully,

"Professor... I'm sorry..."

Her attitude of admitting her mistakes was very good, but given that she was so late, she almost skipped the whole Potions class, and she felt that a good attitude might not be of much use.

"I am late……"

Lily felt that she might die here today, because Professor Snape's gloomy eyes seemed to be dripping water.

And Snape,

Professor Snape, he paused.

He is not a tolerant person, nor is he a sympathetic person. Many students once wanted to get his forgiveness, but they all chose to give up in the end, because he is so hard-hearted. Be the same, no matter who it is.

Everyone knows that Professor Snape is so mean, rude, and hard-hearted. Such a pitiful appearance will even attract his harsh ridicule, but Lily doesn't know, and she didn't mean it. , will subconsciously lower their posture, won't they?

Lily saw the fat boy's gloating face, and she felt that she might not be able to escape today. Mary, who always moved like an old dog, was now as quiet as a chicken, shivering behind Lily.

Lily: "..."

In fact, not only Lily, but almost all the students present felt that this beautiful red-haired girl was doomed, because Professor Snape gave them a warning right after entering the door, allowing them to see how terrifying he was.

Not long after, a boy blew up the cauldron and was taunted mercilessly.

Just then, Lily came in.

Everyone thought the girl was dead.

They looked at Lily, then at the gloomy Professor Snape, and lowered their heads, unable to bear to see the girl's anger.

The result was very unexpected. The black-haired professor was silent for a while, then brushed off his robe very vigorously, and said lightly,