[HP] Astringent

"Then shall we also call each other by our Christian names?"

Snape remained silent, while Vanessa lowered her head and looked directly at the half-drinked glass of water in front of her, missing Dumbledore's words: "It's also a pity that our Muggle researcher Caredy Bubba Professor Ji deeply felt that the principle of Muggle life is not good for research, and decided to experience another way of life for a while. We are honored to appoint Professor Weasley to lead students to understand the mysterious Muggle world."

Vanessa was still thinking about the question just now, when she suddenly felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, she jumped up in pain and almost screamed.Snape remained expressionless, as if he had nothing to do with him, and quietly put his wand back on his waist with his hand under the dining table.

Vanessa held back her curses, controlled her expression, gave a flawless smile, and took off her hat to pay tribute.The three prefects other than Slytherin House and the students who had seen her defeat the dementor applauded enthusiastically, and the boys applauded especially vigorously.Percy stood up, applauded excitedly and said to the people beside him, "That's our aunt!" The prefect badge was shining on his collar.

Seamus exclaimed: "It can be counted as a beautiful woman as a teacher." He even whistled.

"Don't do that to my aunt!" Ron curled his lips in disgust.

But to no avail, more Gryffindor boys whistled, led by Seamus.Vanessa had to wave at Gryffindor College again.

She touched it with lingering fear before sitting back on the chair.She looked at Snape, stretched out her hand, and said his name word by word: "Severus, look forward to the life we ​​will be working together." She could guess with her toes that it was Snape's fault. A narrow-minded bastard, every time he gets upset, he will definitely come back with revenge.

The way she gritted her teeth but couldn't get angry obviously entertained Snape, the corner of her mouth raised an inconspicuous arc, raised her hand, turned a corner the moment she held her, and picked up the table knife.A delicious steak appeared on each teacher's plate.Snape gracefully cut off a piece, turned his head to Vanessa and said, "Enjoy your meal, Professor Weasley."

In front of Vanessa, the 34-year-old Snape overlapped with the 15-year-old him, slightly absent-minded, with bitterness in his heart.She didn't know if she could still merge into the immature shadow of that year.

Ron paid close attention to the dynamics of the teacher's seat, and he said excitedly to Harry: "I knew that Snape must have drugged Aunt Vanessa!"

Vanessa sighed silently, tapped the goblet with the tip of her stick, and filled a glass of Agnico red wine.

Orange juice is destined to be forgotten in the corner of summer.

There was Muggle Studies for the third grade at nine o'clock in the morning on the first day of school. Vanessa put the timetable and student list on the desk, and pinched the space between her eyebrows.Her office was thoughtfully arranged next to the Gryffindor Tower, connected to the dormitory, small in size, old and simple in furnishings.She waved the display and changed the position according to her preference, and put the luggage locker again.Dahei was sleeping in front of an open window enjoying the evening breeze.

Vanessa squatted on the ground, stroked its ears, and said, "Principal Dumbledore said that dogs are not allowed in the castle. From tomorrow onwards, you can only live with Hagrid."

Dahei shook his tail, indicating that he heard it.

She continued: "Then you have to be obedient and don't cause trouble for Hagrid, you know?"

Dahei snorted, and Vanessa chuckled lightly: "You are so good! I will visit you every afternoon, don't miss me too much."

She drew a sofa cushion behind her waist, leaned against Dahei, and continued to read books on Muggle studies.She is immersed in the peaceful and quiet atmosphere, smelling the familiar scent of green grass outside the window, and leaning on the obedient dog beside her, this is the feeling of home.

The dawn was breaking and the morning mist was light. Vanessa stretched her waist accompanied by the melodious birdsong.After washing, she changed into a well-prepared wizard robe suit that was tailored more closely to the Muggle style. The upper body was a white shirt with silver decorations inlaid with sapphires at the neckline, and the lower body was knee-length and hip-wrapping plaid gray suit skirt , over a gray robe.

Before six o'clock, she first sent Big Black to Hagrid's cabin.Hagrid was waiting for her, took off his pink apron, and greeted warmly: "Professor Weasley, would you like some muffins?"

Vanessa looked at the hard muffin and shook her head: "No, I don't want to miss breakfast at Hogwarts. You can call me Vanessa."

"Of course, no one wants to miss breakfast at Hogwarts." Hagrid looked a little nervous, but he was attracted by Big Black, "This is really a good dog, just like Fang."

At this moment, Yaya was desperately throwing herself on Vanessa, if she hadn't been wearing new clothes, she would still be happy to play with Yaya for a while, while Dahei sat quietly on the side.The cabin was so small it would have been filled by Hagrid and the two big dogs.

Yaya became interested in Dahei again, and sniffed it around, Dahei slapped him down to the ground.

She moved towards the door: "Hagrid, Dahei will trouble you. It prefers to eat human food, but don't give him too much. Too much salt for dogs is not good for their health."

Hagrid said, "No problem, I promise to take care of it."

"Thank you, I still have to prepare for the first class, so I'm leaving first?"

"Oh, Merlin, what did I forget!" Hagrid thought of the afternoon class, and rushed out the door as if facing a formidable enemy.Vanessa laughed dumbfounded, patted Dahei and Yaya on the head, and helped him close the door.

After setting up the classroom, it was almost time for breakfast. Vanessa was sitting at the dining table, feeling drowsy all over her body.She'd had a shot of espresso and was still yawning.A black figure came next to her, chewing on a croissant and mumbled, "Good morning, Severus."

Snape squinted at her with distaste and said, "Good morning, Professor Weasley."

The little wizards walked into the auditorium one after another, devouring their breakfast.Vanessa dragged her face, imagining if she got married as soon as she graduated, would she still have a naughty and cute child now.Harry, Ron, and Hermione also walked into the hall, seeing that Vanessa was about to say hello, but retracted her half-raised hand under Snape's stare, and the three of them winked at her.

Vanessa poked Snape with her elbow and said softly, "The kids are pretty cute, aren't they?"

Snape pursed his lips in disapproval, and smiled smugly when he saw how shocked he was.She picked up the tablecloth and wiped her mouth, and walked briskly to the classroom on the second floor.

She had transformed the classroom into a Muggle pub, thanks to the kind help of the house-elves in such a short time.The podium has been converted into a bar, and the liquor cabinet is stocked with Vanessa's mail-order stock and beverages, along with her personal bartending tools and beautiful glass sets.There is a row of high stools in front of the bar, and several sets of tables and chairs are randomly placed in the middle of the classroom, each chair has a soft cushion.On the wall directly opposite the bar is a projection cloth, which is a bit like a small theater.

There are very few students who apply for Muggle Studies, only two or three people in Slytherin apply for this course, and there are less than ten people in other colleges, so the students from the four colleges are arranged to take the class together.Vanessa put "Life and Social Habits of a British Muggle Family" under the bar and made herself a glass of orange-flavored screwdriver.

First, a few Ravenclaw students walked into the classroom with their schoolbags on their backs. They pushed to the door in disbelief and checked the number several times before they dared to walk in.After admiring the panic on the faces of several people, Vanessa greeted them to the side of the bar: "Good morning, everyone."

"Good morning, Professor Weasley." The bar was too narrow, and they didn't know where to put their schoolbags, holding their schoolbags stiffly, motionless.

She waved her wand, and the black disc on the old phonograph slowly turned, playing "1979" by the Smashing Pumpkins.

"Have you had breakfast yet?" Vanessa chatted with them, elegantly and smoothly concocting Cuba Liberty for a few young wizards. Considering their grades, she specially reduced the amount of rum and divided them into bottles In a cocktail glass, garnish with a fresh lime slice and serve in front of the kids.

She went on: "Are any of you Muggle-born?"

A boy raised his hand weakly: "I am, Professor Weasley."

"Then try this."

The boy took a sip and said in surprise: "It's Coke! I can actually drink Coke at Hogwarts! I thought I could only drink pumpkin juice for seven years!"

Inspired by him, several other people tasted it and wrinkled their faces: "Do you usually drink this at home?"

"This is not Coke, it's Cuba Liberty, a cocktail made of Coke and rum." Vanessa instructed, "Don't drink too much, and don't tell other professors that I gave you a drink."

"Professor, we're underage, we can't drink alcohol!" Hermione sternly criticized, coming out of nowhere.

"Hermione, take it easy, I've definitely lowered the alcohol content to the level of butter beer." She made another glass for Hermione.She tasted it suspiciously, and her tone eased a lot: "It tastes like Coke! My dad is a dentist, and she always won't let me drink too much."

When the Ravenclaw boy saw another Muggle-born Hermione, he said very kindly: "My parents don't let me drink too much, I always buy it behind their backs."

The students were all there before the bell rang. Vanessa turned off the gramophone and cleared her throat: "Put away your textbooks, children, first class, I hope you can experience maze with me." The life of melons, instead of learning how they live through textbooks. Of course, before the class, I would like to ask everyone a question, why do you choose this class.”

She looked around and found that the students had basically run out of quilts. She nodded in satisfaction and looked at Hermione, "Miss Granger, let's start with you." She wanted to treat everyone equally in class, so she was not kind Call her Hermione.

The little witch raised her head high and said in a melodious tone: "I think it is very interesting to study the lives of ordinary people, that is, Muggles, from the perspective of wizards. I really hope to observe the relationship between wizards and Muggles from a different perspective." Surprised." The three Slytherins laughed contemptuously together.

Vanessa nodded to Hermione appreciatively, and the little witch lowered her face shyly, and said to those who laughed at her: "Gentlemen, be quiet, I am looking forward to your answers, and I hope you will learn to listen to other people's ideas first. "

When the class calmed down again, she signaled the people behind to continue talking.After stopping in a circle, she also had a general understanding of the students' thoughts.Some, like Hermione, hope to learn more about the differences between Muggles and wizards; some parents want them to work in the Ministry of Magic after graduation, and the Muggle Liaison Department is one of the most advanced and leisurely positions; the last part is because of this Course credits are better.

Vanessa nodded and did not comment on the quality of their ideas. Neville Longbottom, a cute boy with a round face, shivered because he answered the last answer. She smiled and said, "I took this course when I was in school. Because it's easy to pass, who would have thought that I would live in the Muggle world for so many years, life is always full of drama. In any case, it is always good to know something."

She paused, then continued: "Turn around, everyone, and I'm going to show you a Muggle movie, Snow White." She waved her wand, and a paper tube appeared in front of each of them, containing the popping Spiky popcorn.

The little Muggle-born wizards cheered unanimously: "Professor Weasley, you are really amazing!"

She bowed slightly to accept everyone's compliments.Hermione raised her hand high: "Professor Weasley, Chapter 1 in the book is an overview of Muggle life before the 90s, we shouldn't..."

Vanessa smiled and listened to her finish: "Honey, I promise to intersperse the textbook content into the class, don't worry." Hermione is like a combination of Lily and Professor McGonagall, quite cute."Anyone else need a Coke?" she asked with a smile.

Even the pure-blooded Slytherin couldn't help raising his hand, Coke has always had an addictive charm.She flicked her wand, and their glasses were full and bubbling with Coke.

The lights were extinguished, and the old-fashioned slide projector was turned on.

After the video was played, Vanessa lit the lamp and asked, "Do you have any thoughts? Tell me what you want."

Several little witches were still immersed in the beautiful love story, but a Slytherin boy rushed to ask: "Is the prototype of the dwarf a goblin? This story is too silly, and the goblin will not take the initiative to help others."

A Muggle-born Hufflepuff girl stared at her puffy eyes and said angrily, "Isn't the point of this story that Snow White lived a happy life with the prince in the end? Who cares about the seven dwarfs!"

"The queen's magic mirror is quite similar to the one at my house. Every morning, my mother would secretly ask the vanity mirror if she is beautiful today, and then be criticized by the mirror." A Ravenclaw boy laughed, "Every time It can make my mother's nose crooked."

The children talked one after the other, and the chat became hotter and hotter. Even Neville, who was always shy and shy, expressed his own point of view.Vanessa is still very satisfied with the effect of the first class.It was almost time, she clapped her hands to signal everyone to look over.The little wizards looked like they were waiting for her to judge. She bent her eyes and said softly: "In the first class, I want to tell you that there is no right or wrong point of view. The first step to learn to respect is to learn to listen to others." point of view, rather than rushing to refute."

She confirmed that everyone heard it, and then continued: "Today's homework is to read "The Tales of Beedle the Poet" and "The Grimm's Fairy Tales", compare the differences between them, and write a seven-inch essay."

"What is "The Tales of Beedle the Poet"?"

"What are Grimm's Fairy Tales?"

"You don't even know "The Tales of Beedle the Poet"?"

"You don't even have Grimm's Fairy Tales?"

Almost two voices blurted out at the same time, and Vanessa chuckled lightly: "There are still many differences in everyone's lives, aren't they?"

"Professor Weasley, we didn't ask for these two books!" Hermione asked.

"I've prepared it a long time ago, can Miss Granger distribute it to everyone?" Vanessa handed the two copied books to Hermione.

The bell for the end of get out of class just rang, and the little wizards all picked up their schoolbags: "See you next week."

She looked at the three Slytherins, and it was not hard to imagine how much cynicism the three boys would receive if they were writing Muggle research papers in the Slytherin study room.She said tactfully: "If there is any inconvenience, this classroom is happy to open to everyone every Tuesday and Thursday afternoon, and you are welcome to drink some Coke."

"See you next week, Professor Weasley!" The little wizards greeted and left the classroom one after another.

The author has something to say:

There are very few people who have given warm memories to the professor, and very few people care about the professor.

Lily gave him sunshine, Lucius gave him appreciation, Dumbledore gave him trust...

Vanessa hopes to give him some joy.

Although Vanessa is a scumbag, she can be regarded as the only existence that was evenly matched with him when she was young. Vanessa always teased Snape. He knew she meant no harm.