Chapter 127: Comfortable
The note left by Kewen was passed on to each other by the professors. After reading it, everyone looked like they were ‘dirty’.
Professor Quirrell took the note and watched it last, but he had just read the whole content. Before he could think about anything, Dumbledore raised his hand and asked for the note.
Holding the note, Dumbledore looked at the above formula with a smile, and after thinking about it, he said, "As I said, Little Kewen has a lot of fantastic ideas."
answered Kewen's special Kong Jing: "Huh! Disgusting people do have a set!"
Dumbledore declined to comment, and re-examined the question with some headaches, but he seemed to be watching a book of heaven and didn't know the meaning of the formula at all.
After a moment of silence, Dumbledore suddenly chuckled, and then said: "I really like this problem, so let's just do it, and count this problem in the level."
"Do you know the answer?" Professor McGonagall asked in surprise.
"Of course." Dumbledore looked a little distressed: "This is really a problem, but fortunately I barely got the answer."
"That's good." Professor McGonagall nodded relievedly.
Dumbledore put the note back on the table, then raised his eyes to look around the professors and said, "But let's go back first, I still need to stay here."
"Is there anything else?" Professor McGonagall asked, "Do you need everyone to stay and help?"
"No need." Dumbledore waved his hand gently, then looked down at the numbered floor under his feet, and said with some worry: "I have to stay and look at the explosion trap set by Little Cowen, so as not to be too powerful, if the structure of the castle is damaged. But it's not good."
The professors suddenly felt that Dumbledore’s concerns were necessary.
Next, the professors said goodbye and left.
Dumbledore stood in the room for a long time, until he felt that the professors had completely left the secret room, and he was slightly relieved.
Shaking his hand, Dumbledore took hold of the magic wand, and then cast the ultimate use of the'visibility curse'.
The next moment, a large swath of orange magic particles gushed out on the floor of the room, gradually forming a vivid ‘3D picture’ in mid-air.
What the screen shows is exactly the scene of the Kewen trio in the room a few days ago, but only the screen can be seen and no sound can be heard.
Dumbledore moved his footsteps from time to time to watch the backtracking screen, until after watching all the actions of Cowen, he canceled the spell with some surprise.
stepped directly to the floor tile marked with the number [five], Dumbledore gently waved his hand to lift the floor tile, revealing the note below.
"So the answer is five?" Dumbledore murmured softly.
After taking a look, Dumbledore re-pressed the note under the floor tiles, then turned his head to scan the other floors, Shaoqing, Dumbledore smiled suddenly.
"That little guy..." After trying to understand everything, Dumbledore muttered dumbfoundedly: "I lied to everyone, there is no explosion trap..."
Thinking back to the way he was led by the nose just now, Dumbledore shook his head helplessly, chuckling from time to time, and left the secret room...
……
Kewen behaved very honestly in the next few days, after all, he missed his mouth on Halloween night.
But surprisingly, none of the professors who had come into contact with him told him about trespassing in the forbidden area, as if they didn't even know it.
Kewen thought for a while, did the professors indulge him again?
Two days later, no professor came to tell him about the forbidden land, and even Professor McGonagall didn't mean to warn him.
So, Kewen was completely relieved, no longer worried about his trespassing into the forbidden area, and left it behind.
On this day, it was Professor Snape's turn to take care of the extracurricular tutoring.
But now Kewen doesn’t need much guidance, so in the counseling room, he and Snape do their own things, one is writing homework there, and the other is continuing to write books about the ‘potions standard’.
The tutoring time is over, the two men cleaned up and left the tutoring room together.
On the way to the auditorium, Covin noticed that Snape was limping a little while walking. After a little memory, he understood what was going on.
But it was Snape's leg injury left by the three-headed dog that was not healed.
Seeing this, Kewen couldn't help but said with some concern: "Professor, is your injury okay? Why haven't you healed for so long?"
Snape gave Cowen a blank expression, and responded without ups and downs: "Don't worry about it!"
Covin has long been accustomed to the way he gets along with Snape, so he doesn’t care about it and continues: “Professor Quirrell said in a class before that the wounds caused by the American iguana do not heal well, and the potion’s effect on that The wound is very weak, but if you add some iguana’s blood to the potion, you can restore the potion’s effect to normal.”
Speaking of this, Kewen suggested: "Why don't you get some blood from a three-headed dog and add it to the potion to try?"
Snape paused in his footsteps, then quickly moved on, squinting at Cowen again and said, "Do you like to be nosy so much?"
"I am not concerned about you, professor."
The relationship is so familiar, so Kewen ridiculed: "After all, the way you walk with the injury is too detrimental to your majesty. Healed sooner, and you can return to that. Just one look will make the little wizards frightened. The majestic professor."
Snape stopped completely this time, turned his head and stared at Cowen.
Kewen looked at Snape as if I really thought about you.
Shaoqing, Snape took a deep breath, then looked up and looked around, then looked at the lawn outside the promenade.
Kewen was a little confused, and looked back and forth following Snape's movements, but he didn't see any figures.
At this time, Snape finally spoke up~www.wuxiaspot.com~ While continuing to look around, he said, "I heard that you have mastered a lot of targeted spells?"
Kewen wondered why Snape said this. As a tutor, he should know his progress well.
Snape continued to say, "You know what? I also mastered a lot of spells when I was in school, and even invented some myself."
"Well, I know what you accomplished, Professor." Kewen nodded in response, somewhat blankly.
"You used "Spider Retreat" when you were in the Forbidden Forest, right?" Snape said as he walked to the other side of Cowen.
"Ah, yes..." Cowen was even more confused.
"I invented another little spell recently." Snape stood in his position and stared at Corvin.
"What is it?" Kewen was a little expectant: "Can you teach me?"
Snape took out his magic wand, pointed it at Cowen, and yelled in a low voice in Cowen’s dazedness: "Corvin Quinn retreats!"
A ray of light instantly hit Kewen's chest, making Kewen feel a huge force pulling behind him, pulling his body over the railing and flying into the lawn.
"Oh!"
The curse made him unable to stop his figure, and Kewen screamed as he rolled on the lawn.
Snape suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and while putting away his wand, he muttered in a low voice, "Ah...I wanted to do it a long time ago..."
After speaking, Snape walked away briskly.
After turning a corridor, I ran into Ravenclaw's third-year Ellie Weia. In the cautious look of the other party, Snape's mouth curled up and nodded to the other party: "Good evening."
Wow!
Allie Weiya stiffened, and the books she was holding in her arms were scattered all over the place...
