On the Feasibility and Accuracy of Professor Cultivation

Lily felt that she might be a little impulsive, how could she talk like this, she actually only met the professor a few times.

And Professor Snape looked so stern, even mean.Lily couldn't help thinking, but that was to others, he had never treated her like this, even if she was late and skipped class, he didn't punish her excessively, even the herbs were sorted out, obviously the reputation was very bad a professor.

She had to think, did the professor take a fancy to her?

In the next second, she quickly shook her head in denial, no, no, no, it's impossible, they've only met a few times, and she's only 11 years old, thinking too much, it's impossible.

Maybe Professor Snape is actually a benevolent person, but there was some misunderstanding that made others feel that way?

Lily covered her face, why did she explain to him like this... Well, he is obviously...

Well, well, anyway, she is just pretending, what's the matter, everything has been done, so it's shameful to be ashamed.

Fortunately, the Potions classes for the past two weeks have been switched, and there are still more than ten days before I will see Professor Snape again.

Thinking of this, she was a little relieved, feeling less embarrassed.

Mary bit the spoon and held her chin, watching Lily quietly, rubbing her face in a daze, then shaking her head suddenly, blushing.

She pulled out the spoon and said meaningfully, "Lily, are you in love?"

Lily didn't react, she turned to look at her blankly: "Huh?"

"Blushing and wandering in a daze, this is a sign of falling in love, Lily, who are you dating behind my back?" Mary actually analyzed clearly, "Gryffindor? Or another academy?"

"What are you talking about!" Lily blushed immediately, "We stay together every day, I only study and study, so I don't have time for love."

Mary looked a bit regretful, "That's true, I thought you were in love."

Lily was helpless, "Can't you keep your voice down?"

They are now dining at the Gryffindor table. Although the surroundings are very noisy, and Mary's voice is only slightly louder, it is impossible to be heard at all, but Lily has not dared to look up at the professor's seat above.

Lily!What the hell are you doing!How old is Professor Snape—

Lily sighed and covered her face.

Mary: "As for it? If you really want to find someone, I will introduce one to you tomorrow."

Lily: "Please stop talking Mary."

Mary: "???"

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No matter how you say it, the class still has to be attended. After the flying class in the afternoon, Lily walked towards the library with a lot of books on the history of magic, ready to start a day of longing for learning about the history of magic (in fact, it does not exist, painful learning).

But you still have to learn what you should learn!

Who made Lily a wizard full of academic spirit.

But very fortunately, Lily's grades in other subjects are very good, including Potions, only flying and prophecy are slightly inferior, but she has made a slight estimate of her overall level, and she should be at the top of the grade. You will know.

She really wants to be perfect, but no one is perfect, right?Almost everyone in the prophecy class has no talent. This kind of thing that is completely based on blood, really can't work hard, and in the flying class, it took a lot of effort for her to control the broom flexibly.

In this way, she is already very satisfied, and everything has to be done slowly.

The same is true for the history of magic. She plans to start today with the Goblin War.

Lily finally climbed up to the floor of the library, holding a book, ready to turn the corner and walk into the library.

However, when she was about to turn a corner, a man happened to turn towards her, a boy, with his head down, looking at the book in his hand.

"Ah!" Too bad, it was too fast, and the distance was too close, so that Lily had no time to react, only a short and rapid exclamation, and bumped into the boy head-on.

"Ah, I'm sorry—" Lily was almost knocked to the ground, but fortunately the boy grabbed her in a hurry so that she didn't fall completely and make a fool of herself.

The book in her hand was knocked off and scattered all over the place.

Lily covered her face, she bumped into the boy's chest, and the badge on the chest seemed to cut her face.

The boy hurriedly supported her, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's okay."

Lily touched it with her hand, observing her fingertips.

Fortunately, no blood, no broken skin, just a bit unlucky.

She said sullenly: "It's okay, it's okay."

Lily felt that she should buy some props about luck and bring them with her to bring herself some good luck.She wondered if there was such a thing, she had heard from Mary.

Lily knelt down to pick up her own book, and forgot about it, and went to the library to study as planned.

The boy was very embarrassed, and quickly picked up the book before her, and stuffed it into her hand. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was careless."

It's okay, she doesn't care at all.

Lily said: "It's okay, I'm fine. You can leave without worry."

She looked up, and a pair of green eyes came into view.

She was stunned.

... Some familiar eyes, almond-green eyes,

It's as if you can see it in the mirror every day.

The black-haired boy in front of him was also stunned. He froze for a while, blinked, and became more nervous.

"Evans? . . . it's you."

This boy actually called out her name, Lily was very puzzled, did she know him?Could it be a classmate of Gryffindor?

Lily greeted politely, "Hello, I'm sorry, may I ask who you are?"

"Um... I'm Harry, Harry Potter. You can call me Harry."

Lily nodded, "Do we know each other?"

The boy, who was taller than her, looked very nervous and disturbed, as if he cared about her wound.

Embarrassed, Harry picked up the last book on the floor and scratched his head. "To be precise, I know you, um... I saw you at the sorting ceremony."

"Is that so? So you are also a Gryffindor?" Lily hugged her book.

Harry: "emmm... yes, but I'm already in the second grade."

Ah, it turned out to be the senior.

Is that why you care about your classmates?Lily thinks that no one will remember every new student's name.

Lily asked.

Harry froze for a moment, hesitated for a while, and replied, "You are very special."

special?

He looked at Lily's face for a while, and added hesitantly, "Your eyes are beautiful, Evans."

Lily seemed to understand that she and he had almost identical green eyes.

That's why you remember yourself, right?

She smiled and said, "You too, Potter, your eyes are also very beautiful."

Well, but is it inappropriate to describe a boy as beautiful?

Lily wondered if she might have said something wrong.

But it was clear Potter didn't care at all, he cared more about her face.

"Are you really all right? ...Evans." He sounded awkward when he called her name.

"Let me take you to St. Mungo's. What if there is a scar? There is the best treatment room there, and the recovery is guaranteed to be exactly the same as before." He even spoke in a hurry, for fear that she would not believe it.

Lily was a little helpless, "It's really unnecessary, my face is not even broken. It's just a little red." She still has to study the history of magic, but this senior is really very kind.

"Oh...is that so..." Harry looked reluctant.

"Then, then... are you going to the library to read?"

Lily replied, "Yes, study History of Magic."

"Oh, that's right." Harry replied.

……

Lily didn't know why the senior named Harry Potter studied with her in the end.

Harry said: "It just so happens that I can help you with the history of magic. After all, I have already learned it, so let's take it as a way to make up for my mistakes. I'm so sorry, Evans."

The enthusiastic one couldn't refuse, and it happened to be needed, so Lily had no choice but to agree.

"Just call me Lily," she said.

-

When eating breakfast in the morning, Mary stared at Lily across the way while drinking milk.

next to ...

This black-haired boy, she couldn't help but said, "Is this your brother? Lily."

She stared at the boy's green eyes, as clear as glass beads, very similar to Lily, almost exactly the same, which made the boy look very delicate.

Lily: "...No. His name is Harry, Harry Potter. It's Gryffindor in the second year."

She glanced at Harry beside her with some confusion, and Harry smiled at her.

Mary nodded, "Oh, that's just a coincidence, the eyes of the two of you are really similar, very beautiful. I thought you two have something to do with each other?"

As if confirming something, Mary asked again, "It's not like cousins, there's no blood relationship, right?"

Lily: "...yes."

Harry looked a little strange.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, the milk is a little sweet this morning," Harry explained.

Lily: "..." Why are you being so polite to her.

She didn't even know, what happened?

She just came to have breakfast, Mary took her to sit down, Harry came over with a plate.

"Mind if I sit here?"

Lily was confused, but she said, "No problem, you sit down."

Harry said thanks and sat down.

Lily didn't know, her inadvertent sentence started the wonderful journey of Harry coming to Lily for dinner every morning.

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Double update~~~

Procrastination is a lie, and with a brain hole, I can't help but pop out like a word machine.

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