HP: Let professors walk towards the light

"Quidditch is almost time, and Draco is nowhere to be seen every day. It's so boring." Pansy hugged the pillow and poked it from time to time.

"You're not bored anymore now that Draco is here, you adolescent girl?" Daphne smiled meaningfully.

"A teenage maid." Reina agreed.

"What are you talking about! I'd be angry too!" Pansy blushed and threw the pillow at Lena.

The green flame of the fireplace was burning brightly. Although the fireplace in the lounge was always for decoration and the temperature was not that high, the flames made the girls' faces look even whiter. Under the influence of adolescent hormones, the girls were quietly changing every day.

Especially the Slytherin girls, they are very dignified and their every move behaves like adults.

The pillow thrown at Reina landed lightly on her legs. These simple silent and wandless spells were nothing surprising to others.

"Professor Snape is so good to you. He must have given you a lot of secret lessons. I see that your magic is getting better and better." Pansy curled her lips, somewhat envious of her excellence.

Lena just smiled and didn't explain, which was seen as her agreement by others.

"Do you also want to be tutored by Professor Snape?" Daphne continued to tease.

"Forget it. Although I am a little envious, I also know that I am not good at studying."

"Why don't we go watch Draco train?" Pansy suddenly suggested.

Draco has finished today's training. To be more precise, they are now discussing tactics in an abandoned classroom.

So, when Pansy and her group went straight to the Quidditch field, they did not find Draco, only Gryffindors flying all over the place.

"What? Why didn't I see a single Slytherin?" Pansy looked at Lena with some disappointment.

"Slytherin? They left a long time ago." Fred and George, who had noticed the three of them from a distance, flew over.

"Little snake that missed the target." George blew a mouthful at Lena.

"Stupid lion." Pansy said disdainfully, took Daphne's hand, and gestured to Lena.

"You guys go back first. I suddenly remembered that I have a letter from Weasley." Lena waved her hand.

Pansy said "oh" and left muttering to herself.

"Is she saying something bad about us?" Fred said deliberately.

"What letter? For us?" George got off his broom and moved closer, followed closely by Fred.

"Of course it's for your father," said Reina.

"But then I remembered that an owl should be faster than yours, so I sent it early in the morning."

"Ha! Little liar." Fred stamped his feet on the ground in mock anger, holding his broom in both hands.

"Then why do you want to stay here? You don't want to peek at our training, do you?" George narrowed his eyes.

"Of course I have some questions I want to consult you." Reina waved her hand mysteriously, asking the two to come closer.

"I heard that you wanted to open a store for those prank props. If you can do me a favor, maybe I can help you too." Reina said softly.

"What a gift, George, she actually knew our plan!" Fred opened his mouth in surprise and patted George.

"I heard Fred, quite a few people knew, Harry, Hermione, quite a few."

"But we didn't seem to tell Reina, and Angelina seemed to know it too..."

As they talked, the two of them started to introduce the names of people in front of Reina.

"Boys, are you not listening to me anymore?" Reina had to interrupt them.

"Oh, yes, you said you wanted our help. Let's hear it."

"But you shouldn't mind if we think about it."

"That's the right idea. You know, Halloween is our first Hogsmeade Day, and students who get their family's signatures can go to Hogsmeade Village." Reina said.

"So you want to go to Hogsmeade."

"It's a pity that you are one of the students who don't have a family member's signature."

"That's pathetic." Fred and George shook their heads at the same time.

"So do you have any good ideas to help me? It would be best if no one could find out." Reina looked at them expectantly.

Fred and George looked at each other.

"Have you thought of anything, George?"

"Wait a minute Fred."

The two men held their hands and propped up their chins, thinking like wise men.

"Hey! Fred, George!" Wood shouted, "You two, you've been resting for too long! Come over here and train right now!"

"Oh, dear captain, we are in a hurry. How about I give you an answer later?" said Fred.

"Otherwise Mr. Wood will punish us by making us swing the bat a thousand times." George got on the broom.

"Of course, I am the one who disturbed your training. Go ahead."

Fred and George flew back into the sky.

"What are you talking about?" Harry waited for them, noticing the three of them whispering furtively.

"Let's talk about some difficult choices."

"Yes, it's a little difficult to decide. Or maybe very difficult."

The two looked at Harry mysteriously, sighing and muttering "Difficulty, difficulty."

Only Harry was confused.

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"Do you want to go to Hogsmeade?"

Snape also remembered that the third-year students would soon be having Hogsmeade Day. He looked at Rena who was curled up on the sofa and helping him mark the first-year homework.

Upon hearing this, Reina raised her head from the sofa with an expectant look in her eyes.

"Is the professor going to give me a backdoor again?"

"You can go with me." Seeing Rena's appearance, Snape couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"So is this a date invitation? Do I need to prepare some more aging agents?" Lena came to Snape's desk, put her hands on the table, tilted her head to look at him, and smiled particularly brightly.

"If all you want from a date is to go to Hogsmeade and buy some candy." Snape gently tapped the stack of papers in his hand on Reina's head.

"I wouldn't mind if you say so, but isn't it a bit inappropriate for the stern Professor Snape to go shopping in a candy store?" Lena imagined Snape in a black robe standing in front of the candy shelf, selecting colorful candies with an expressionless face. She found it a little funny as she thought about it.

"It seems that the only reason why you like me, such an unkind person, is because Merlin has climbed out of his coffin."

"Of course it's because of your omnipresent charm."

"Is this why you gave me shampoo?" Snape gave Lena a dangerous look.

"At least you used it, didn't you? It's worthy of being imported from abroad, and the effect is quite good." Lena lay on Snape's backrest very boldly, playing with his long black hair and even braiding it into small braids.

"How offensive." Snape said this, but let Rena do what she wanted. He put down the quill in his hand, caught a book that fell from the bookshelf and started flipping through it.