The Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts is always up for business

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When two figures, one tall and one short, stepped into the gate of Hogwarts under the moonlight, there were also two figures shuttled among the swaying shadows.

"Next semester, we should jointly make a suggestion to Dumbledore. In what age, Hogwarts is still lighting candles with torches."

Harry held up his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose, the light and shadow from the dancing flames made him dizzy.

"Don't think about it, the torches and candles at Hogwarts are not just for lighting. The flames they produce can prevent the birth of evil things. Dumbledore will not agree to replace them."

Seeing Harry's astonished eyes, Draco couldn't help feeling a little proud, but continued to explain honestly: "I also heard from the teacher that he wanted to do this when he first came to Hogwarts."

"Ok."

Harry shrugged helplessly. Last semester's Defense Against the Dark Arts course had a content about evil objects, teaching everyone how to avoid generating those things at home.

Thanks to Mr. Riddle's outstanding contribution, even though the Potter family boy has been fishing for half a year, he still has more knowledge than the original trajectory.

"However, can't we have some magic lamps at the same time?"

A cat jumped out of the shadow of the statue, startling the two of them, and Harry couldn't help muttering in a low voice.

"I'm sorry. For Hogwarts, all systematic reforms involving magic networks are a major project, and temporary lighting depends on torches."

The sudden sound didn't scare the two of them like Maomao just now, because they were all too familiar with the voice of the person who came.

"Ah, good evening, Professor."

"Good evening, teacher."

Hearing the different names of his little friends, Harry's eyes swung between Draco and Ernie, and his envy flashed past.

Immediately afterwards, the two boys looked at each other in a tacit understanding, knowing that the other's thoughts matched their own.

"Ani, can I take a moment of your time? Well, maybe it will take a little longer."

Harry hesitated for a while, but still asked Ai Ai in anticipation.

"Of course, no problem. But if you're not in a hurry, how about putting it after the exam? I'm short on time these two days."

Although he didn't know what the boy wanted from him, Aini still happily agreed to help students solve problems, which is the duty of a teacher.

but……

Feeling the familiar aura in the corner, Aini didn't immediately take Harry to the office.

"Okay, okay, see you after the exam."

Hearing Ernie's answer, Harry was disappointed and then heaved a sigh of relief. To be honest, even the boy himself didn't know what mood he was in right now. He wanted to seek help from his trusted professor, but he didn't want more people to get involved. .

"What nonsense are you talking about, aren't you going to participate in the Transfiguration assessment tomorrow?"

Aini stepped forward and rubbed the boy's messy hair, without stopping, turned around and walked quickly to the stairs, only a word came from afar.

"Don't think about it all day long, go back to rest early, and take the exam tomorrow."

Harry stood there in a daze for a while, stretched out his hand to smooth out his messy hair, and felt a little more at ease.

Thinking about the exam tomorrow, he was no longer in the mood to have a late-night snack with Draco. After saying goodbye dully, Harry returned to the tower alone.

Along the way, the young man thought a lot.

The clear and vague figures of James and Lily seemed to hover around him, once, twice...

They seemed to be saying something to the boy, and they seemed to be waiting for the boy to tell their stories to them.

The second floor, the third floor...

The two figures turned faster and faster, and the boy's footsteps became slower and slower.

Unknowingly, James' face became more and more plump, turning into another person's appearance.

Vernon Dursley.

The woman next to him was no longer Lily, but Aunt Petunia.

Getting along day and night is sometimes not considered companionship, but being close to each other is.

After the relationship warmed up, Harry really experienced the beauty of family affection in this family that had been full of conflicts in the past.

Needless to say, Vernon will travel with his wife and children every holiday.

Every time he travels, Harry is full of joy.

Except for that time during the Christmas break.

At night, Harry will be haunted by dreams.

The dream was beautiful, and it was the scenery he had been looking forward to the most, but every time he woke up, he felt empty.

In the past, when I dreamed of Lily, it was always accompanied by begging screams and piercing laughter, and I was awakened by a green light, and the picture was very blurry.

Only during the few days of the Christmas trip, Lily was demure, she sat by the bed, caressed Harry's face, and talked softly.

However, it is not known whether the woman's confession was silent, or the memory of the dream was incomplete, Harry couldn't recall any words after waking up.

Moreover, Harry's scar was often faintly hot during that time.

Harry pushed his hair back to touch the lightning scar on his forehead, and it was hot again.

"Ok?"

A sudden yell interrupted the boy's thoughts, and when he looked up, he saw a short and fat man smiling at him.

"Hello, Professor Pediru."

Harry said hello politely.

To be honest, Peter's attitude towards Harry was really good, and he would pull him to greet him from time to time.

It's just that Harry didn't know why, and he always felt uncomfortable with this kind of care.

This time he thought he would be dragged into an awkward chat for a while, but Peter just nodded and walked downstairs without stopping.

In order to maintain the personality of James' friend, Peter usually doesn't mind dragging Harry to put on a show together, but not tonight.

Just now, Voldemort found the clue they had been looking for for a long time from the head of a little witch, and it was time to harvest, without any delay.

Seeing Professor Pedillo leaving in a hurry, Harry scratched his head strangely, and didn't think much about continuing to walk towards the dormitory.

The boy's eyes are clear and pure, while the man's eyes are deep and distant.

Standing at the window on the second floor, Aini watched quietly as a shadow merged into the grass and quickly rushed towards the Forbidden Forest.

As soon as he stepped into the gate of the castle before, Ernie sensed that disgusting aura, so he pushed forward and separated from Hermione in advance, providing Mr. Riddle with an "opportunity".

People will have aspects they are good at and not good at. Attacking the other's strengths with one's own shortcomings will often lead to failure, and attacking the other's weaknesses with one's own strengths will mostly benefit.

Therefore, people often prefer to solve problems in the way they are good at, especially after the previous successful experience has imposed an inertia on them, which will limit his behavior pattern to some extent.

The natural master of Legilimency is an extremely excellent talent of Voldemort, which provided irreplaceable help in his years of development from larva to adult.

But under the mental arithmetic and unintentional, this advantage is the help of Voldemort, and it is also the help of Aini.