[HP] I was the scroll king at Hogwarts

"Professor Snape, I have some questions about the experiments that are going on."

"Mr. Weasley is a rare visitor in the office."

Bill obviously didn't expect to get such an answer, and was stunned for a moment.

It was just October, perhaps due to the heavy humidity in the cellar, the office had already fired a fireplace.

"I attach great importance to this competition." Snape leaned back in his chair and tapped his fingers on the table, "So I hope that the members of the experimental team can conduct research in harmony and concentration."

In the quiet office, the wood burning in the fireplace made a "clicking" sound, which inexplicably made Bill annoyed.

"Professor, I think you may have misunderstood. The relationship between the three of us is very harmonious, and the experiment is going relatively smoothly."

"I'm surprised you're not with Alice yet." Snape suddenly changed the subject, "I don't care what emotional problems you have, but this problem must not affect the experiment."

Bill blushed, he didn't like to talk about his relationship problems in front of his elders, especially the unfamiliar Professor Snape.

"I heard that you didn't talk to her about any problems?"

"Alice told you?" Bill looked up in surprise.

It was normal for the professor to guess that there was a conflict between them. After all, Alice had been avoiding him overtly and secretly during this time.But knowing such details can only be said by Alice herself.

Snape didn't answer this question directly, but just snorted coldly: "I need to make a statement, and I hope you can convey it to others."

He specially emphasized the three words "other people", and it is self-evident who this "other people" refers to.

In fact, Alice Hall was so big-hearted that she shared her emotional problems with all the professors without embarrassment at all.

Originally, this matter should be resolved by Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick, after all, they are students of their college.

But maybe because of the many years of teaching, they agreed that this is the youth of the students and there is no need to interfere too much.

"Alice is a very sensible student, I believe she can solve this problem." This is Professor Flitwick.

"It's normal for boys to have their own confused thoughts at this age, and it will be fine after this period of time." This is Professor McGonagall.

Originally, Snape didn't want to care about it, but the frequency with which Alice shared her emotional problems with each professor was linked to the number of times she got along with each other.

After being forced to listen to an emotional analysis of an adolescent girl once a week, Snape couldn't bear it anymore and decided to solve this problem himself.

Several years of teaching experience has let him know what is the most efficient way to solve problems.Girls' minds are complex and changeable, but boys' minds are much easier to grasp.

"My suggestion is that you either make it clear as soon as possible, or get together directly, or just separate."

Bill obviously didn't expect the professor to make such a direct suggestion, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"According to Professor McGonagall's description, I believe you can control your emotions." Snape didn't need Bill to answer, but just continued, "As for Alice, as far as I know, there are quite a few boys Love her, and I'm sure she'll shake off the influence soon too."

"Don't worry about the professor, I will take care of this private matter." Bill retorted immediately, "We won't affect the experiment."

"I hope so." Snape watched Bill rushing out the door, and had already said that if he hadn't acted, there was no need for them to fall in love.

Everyone has experienced this age, and the things that are ashamed to say are nothing but the future, ideals and what they think are practical difficulties.

Only after this age will I know how ridiculous the so-called face and self-esteem were.

As long as it wasn't for the difference in position, Snape closed his eyes wearily.

……

"Bill? Didn't you say to ask Professor Snape a question, and you came back so quickly?"

"Well, find something." Bill quickly replied to his roommate while picking up the notebook on the book.

"Isn't this what you wrote all night yesterday? It's the data from your experiment or something?"

"No, I'm in a hurry. I'll explain it to you when I get back."

Seeing Bill rushing out the door, the perfunctory roommate scratched his head: "How can a trip to Snape's office change so much? Slytherin is really scary."

Remember that the notebook is not the experimental data, it must be related to the experiment.I haven't had much homework recently, and suddenly I've been writing all night, and I'm still in such a hurry. Sure enough, it's hard work to do research.

……

After searching for another morning, I still couldn't find it. There was no other way. Before the spell class in the afternoon, Alice found the dean to explain the situation.

"You lost your notes?" Flitwick looked at the proud student in front of him, quite surprised, "I don't think you are such a careless student."

"I'm very sorry." Alice replied lazily.

"There's no need to be so nervous." Flitwick looked amused at Alice's nervous look, "The purpose of my collection of notes is to ensure that students can listen carefully in class."

"I know you are paying attention to the class, so this note is unnecessary."

"Thank you, dean!" Alice's eyes lit up, and she knew that her dean couldn't be more considerate to the students.

"Besides, I think at your level, it doesn't matter if you don't record my lectures." Flitwick blinked, and made a joke, "Or did you record some valuable experimental records in your notes?"

Alice was moved, she felt that the dean at this moment was simply an angel.

However, although she was moved, she still replied to the dean with a clear mind: "I think the knowledge you have taught us, dean, is very valuable."

"Hahahaha." Professor Flitwick patted the table happily, "For your honesty, I decided to give Ravenclaw a point."

"Thank you professor!"

Walking out of the office, Alice thought about it and felt that this trip was not a loss.Not only avoiding points being deducted due to lost notes, but also gaining one point for nothing.

She strode forward quite proudly, as expected of me, she was still a bit quick-witted.

"Alice!"

Alice's footsteps paused, and then she continued to walk forward as if she hadn't heard anything.

"Alice! I know you hear me."

"So?" Turning around, looking at Bill who was panting because he was running too fast, Alice's anger rose, "What do you want from me?"

"If it's about the experiment, we can talk about it at the meeting tomorrow. If it's a private matter..." Alice twitched her lips, "If it's a private matter, I don't think you will tell me."

"I might not go to Egypt to raise dragons." Bill suddenly said this, and successfully suppressed Alice's next ridicule.

"What do you mean?"

"Percy's popularity in Gryffindor has always been bad." Bill said such a seemingly unrelated thing, "It's just because he cares too much about grades and wants to find a good job too much."

"For so many years, I have had a good relationship with Charlie, but I have ignored Percy's thoughts."

There are a few younger brothers at the bottom, and two older brothers at the top. Both the older brothers and their parents receive very little attention.

Both spiritual and material needs are not met.Percy almost desperately wanted to be independent, to change poverty.

Alice was silent, she could vaguely feel what Bill wanted to express.She knew all too well what it was like being an orphan, what it was like to be poor.

"I'm the big brother in the family, so I can't just think about my own dreams." Bill thought of the twin brothers in the family. Although they are mischievous, they always bring happiness to the whole family. "When George and Fred go to school, they may even have magic wands." Can't even afford it."

Going to Egypt to raise dragons is of course paid, but compared to other more stable jobs, compared to the jobs that I can find with 12 OWLs, that salary is not worth mentioning.

"As an older brother, I hope my younger brother can realize his dream."

"Charlie..." Alice murmured, she knew the two brothers' love for dragons.

"But the family cannot support two people to pursue their dreams."

Bill did not use the word "support" because he knew that parents would not hesitate to support the dreams of all children as long as they persisted.

The mother's objection before was never considered a money issue, but out of concern for the child's safety.

But the parents didn't think about it, but Bill, the eldest son, had to think about it.He didn't want his younger brother to be able to enjoy his time at Hogwarts in the future without thinking about money.

"..." Seeing the expression on Bill's face, Alice felt distressed, "Then why didn't you tell me?"

"Because I don't want the girl I like to see myself so powerless." Bill smiled wryly, "From the first time I saw you, I swore that my dream was to raise a dragon."

"I encourage you to find your hobbies and dreams, but in the end I was the first to give up my dreams."

"Are you stupid!" Alice's pent-up anger was ignited again, "How many times have I said it! What do you want to tell me!"

"Yes, it was my fault." Bill admitted his mistake graciously, "I realized that I was wrong, so I ask you to forgive me now."

"So, Miss Hall, can you please forgive this immature junior?"

Alice's face turned red. Bill almost never claimed to be a junior. Perhaps it was because Bill had many younger brothers. Subconsciously, she even felt that Bill was older than her.

"No way, whoever told me to have a good temper, I can only reluctantly forgive you."

"That's really great." Bill finally showed a sincere smile, "I wanted to give this to you, but seeing you come out of Professor Flitwick's office, you probably don't need it."

Curiously, Alice took the notebook in Bill's hand, and after seeing the contents clearly, Alice suddenly had an impulse.

"I'll ask you a few questions, and you must answer them truthfully."

"Okay." Bill agreed.

"How do you know I lost my notes?"

"Carrie told Andrew, and Andrew told me."

"Where did you borrow the sixth grade notes from?"

"I borrowed it from the prefect, and I promise to return it the next day."

"How long have you copied this note?"

Bill hesitated, but finally answered honestly: "One night."

"One last question." Alice took a deep breath, "Can you be my boyfriend?"

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Congratulations Alice has a first love