At this moment, the atmosphere in the lounge became stagnant again.
The students turned their attention to Lin An in unison. They had no idea how she could make such heart-rending remarks with such a beautiful appearance.
But although Lin An, a migrant worker, came to the magic world, his heart was still realistic.
From the value of running a small kitchen after class, to becoming familiar with a teacher, and maybe staying in school to become a teacher in the future...
It's all about profit and no harm.
Oh, it might be harmful too.
After all, potion ingredients can sometimes cause a little harm - both psychologically and physically.
Professor Snape's expression also froze for a moment.
In his entire coaching career, he has never seen anyone dare to ask this question, right?
His eyes slowly swept across the lounge, and finally he stared at Lin An. His tense expression slowly changed, and finally he let out an unknown chuckle:
"I hope you can retain Slytherin's caution instead of following the Savior and learning his arrogant mind."
Apparently he remembered that Lin An once applauded Harry Potter vigorously when he was in the Sorting House.
But Lin An thought: This boss doesn't say what he wants to say directly, and has to use such a set of implicit words. Sometimes it is quite troublesome.
But at least after listening to this meaning, I allowed myself to practice after class.
She then happily responded:
"Thank you, Professor, so what kind of books should I expand to read? I have already memorized the textbooks."
This time, Snape's expression remained unmoved.
You know, as a girl who came out of the Muggle world at the beginning of the school year, she made the lounge look like she couldn't live in it. It was not a big deal for the other party to memorize the textbook, but it showed her academic ability.
The essence of dominance.
Snape's expression even softened:
"Don't be too ambitious. In the new semester, your brain, which is already sufficient, may become tense."
Lin An didn't want to become a fat man in one go, but he just achieved a blockbuster effect at the beginning of the school year, so he wouldn't suffer any loss if he asked a few more questions.
She now assigns herself review homework every day and is already very busy.
…
A novel, tense and incredible day passed just like that.
When she lay down on the warm quilt, she felt completely relaxed.
Although I still haven't had the chance to ask Draco about the house elf's cooking skills in detail, there are always plenty of opportunities as the official class begins tomorrow.
At breakfast, Lin An picked out a pancake, a small bowl of mashed potatoes, a steak, and a vegetable salad from the delicacies on the table.
Fortunately, this time the taste is normal and I can eat enough.
In the entire Hogwarts lobby, the status of students in various houses can be seen at a glance.
Although there was some chatter and laughter on the Slytherin side, generally speaking, everyone did not make much noise while eating, and they did not make a mess of scraps and leftover food.
Except Crabbe and Goyle——
These two, who were Draco's standard background, were now eating a piglet (Lin An had no idea what kind of aristocratic family could raise such a crouching dragon and phoenix chick).
So much so that Draco, with a dark face, sat next to him and poked at the steak on the plate with his fork, as if he had begun to lose his appetite.
Across the long Ravenclaw table, Harry hurried into the auditorium with a head of disheveled black hair and a pair of clear and bright glasses.
He even had red marks on his face from when he was sleeping.
Lin An sighed: It's great to have carefree students! I heard that Gryffindor didn't have any lectures from the dean or prefects last night...
It’s really a worker’s paradise.
She finished the food slowly and then stood up.
"Are you going to find that scar head?"
Drake's light blond hair was combed neatly and meticulously. At this moment, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was anger in his gray-blue eyes.
Her tone sounded like a resentful woman.
Lin An nodded, naturally: "Yes, he is the first friend I have ever met."
Her words were not concealed, and the Slytherin table was about to move.
But after experiencing the shock last night, no one refuted it at this moment.
Prefect James Hollens is a standard Slytherin. His blue eyes stared at Lin An and his voice was gentle:
"So, say hello to the Boy Who Lived for us."
It’s a new month! I will continue to love you with all my heart!
