[TSNxHP] Fall in love with Whomping Willow

Chapter 1 1: Defense Against the Dark Arts

Hogwarts Hall.

Headmaster Dumbledore announced at breakfast that while the Triwizard Tournament had been suspended due to the dangerous situation at hand, there was no reason for the Yule Ball to be suspended at the same time.And on the weekend before the Christmas holiday, students in the third grade and above who have signed guardians will be allowed to visit Hogsmeade as usual.

If it weren't for the protection magic of Hogwarts is too strong, the students' screams of surprise may overturn the countless magical candles above the hall.

"Albus!" Professor McGonagall objected sharply, "The Mysterious Man and the Death Eaters are becoming more and more aggressive, and war may start at any time! You can't let the students have fun at this time! It will be dangerous!"

Headmaster Dumbledore blinked and promised with a smile: "Relax, Professor McGonagall. We shouldn't be too frightened by the clown's intimidation. The children have been under great pressure for a whole year, precisely because of the reason you said, Maybe they won't be able to enjoy it when they come home during the holidays, so why deprive the children of the rare opportunity to play. Besides, I will personally guard Hogsmeade Village, and maybe I can be responsible for the surrounding security of Honeydukes."

Compared with the reasons Dumbledore said, Professor McGonagall was more convinced by his assurance that he would be responsible for Hogsmeade's safety, so she calmed down a little and made a compromise, but immediately proposed that she would also join in guarding Hogsmeade. mod.

Headmaster Dumbledore disagreed. He knew best how hard this respectable lady, who was naturally cautious and rational, was not only an outstanding professor of Transfiguration, but also an indispensable member of the Order of the Phoenix.

"No, Minerva, you should take a vacation for yourself, I know someone is looking forward to your vacation*", Dumbledore gently rejected her, and looked at the displeased man who was forced to come to the hall for dinner. Professor Zuckerberg, (or maybe the Potions professor has a finding face), "Professor Zuckerberg might be willing to assist me? I'm assuming you don't have a date scheduled?"

The professors of Muggle Studies and Divination who were sitting together let out a deliberate snicker.

No one could bear to accuse them of being rude, not even Professor Savrin, who never tolerated any bullying and who had a close friendship with Zuckerberg as a student.

After all, it was Zuckerberg who repeatedly mocked divination.

He declared in front of Professor Erica: "Divination is a course for those students who are more energetic than trolls to pass the time. It is useless. It is optional. Magic schools make divination compulsory. Oh? The school you graduated from? That just proves my point."

If the ridicule towards Professor Erica can be understood as academic discrimination, then the maliciousness towards Ms. Bubaji, who teaches Muggle Studies, can only be said to confirm the gossip widely circulated among students and some professors— — Zuckerberg is not an official Death Eater, but he is a pure-blood supremacist and once followed the mysterious man.

You can't blame people for gossip, it's because Zuckerberg himself has a lot to question.

Mark Zuckerberg, a pure-blood wizard, an outstanding graduate of Slytherin College, his potion is perfect, but he is more obsessed with innovation in spells.When he was in school, he once spoke out about the supremacy of wizards in public, and he seemed to be an undeniable pure-blood supremacyist, and he invented the [Pure-Blood Wizard Recognition Spell], although he used the rune in the spell to set the [ The premise that the person to be cast must be informed and voluntarily give explicit permission], but the existence of this spell is disturbing enough.

Recently, there has been a terrifying news that very powerful wizards (such as the mysterious man and Principal Dumbledore) can use the Imperius Curse to bypass this premise and use the spell. It is said that the mysterious man proudly cast the spell The mantra is called "Mudblood Recognition Mantra".So for a while, everyone was in danger, and Zuckerberg was naturally more suspicious.

This school year, Professor Slughorn, who was originally a professor of Potions, passed away*. Principal Dumbledore took in Zuckerberg, who had excellent grades in Potions, to teach. Second chances for trusted people.

Since Zuckerberg returned to teach at the school in September, parents have sent owls to the principal's office to complain.

Even so, according to the news that the ghost "Nearly Headless Nick" in the Lion House accidentally heard, Zuckerberg was not satisfied with the position of Potions Professor, and once asked Professor Dumbledore very rudely to transfer to him. Teach Defense Against the Dark Arts.Not only should this kind of ungrateful behavior be seriously discussed, but its purpose is also worth pondering. You must know that the mysterious person has also been eyeing the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Who would believe it was a coincidence?

Speaking of Defense Against the Dark Arts, the broken friendship between Professor Savarin, who is currently teaching the subject, and Zuckerberg, also seems to serve as evidence for the rumors.

Eduardo Saverin, pureblood, Ravenclaw prefect, head of the Boys' Council, unquestionably outstanding graduate with a career in astronomy and Defense Against the Dark Arts, has been offered Auror and officer positions by the Ministry of Magic However, due to family responsibilities, he once inherited the family's magic trading house.

He and Zuckerberg used to be inseparable friends. Although there is no hostile atmosphere between the Lions and Snakes between Ravenclaw and Slytherin, cross-college friendship is still rare, not to mention these two in the eyes of classmates. There is a huge gap in all aspects, this friendship can not help but make people puzzled, and there are even some ambiguous conjectures behind the scenes.

No one expected that on the eve of graduation, a fierce dispute would break out between the two friends, and they parted ways.

Zuckerberg’s conflicts with people are his daily routine, but Savarin, who has always been gentle and friendly, was provoked to the point of breaking off diplomatic relations. Then it is not difficult for people to boldly assert that 99.97% of Zuckerberg’s crimes are beyond Savarin’s forgiveness. mistake.

Back to Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Two years ago, Mr. Mellors, a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, accidentally fell off a cliff after one year. Which wizard would die because of falling off a cliff?It is finally believed that the You-Know-Who indeed cursed the position after failing to apply for it.Almost all the candidates declined with excuses and were unwilling to teach. Principal Dumbledore was helpless. Savarin stepped forward at this time and took over the hot position.

In consideration of avoiding the curse, after teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts safely for one academic year, Savarin switched to teaching astronomy in the following new academic year.

This year was the third year that Professor Savarin returned to Hogwarts to teach. Since he couldn't find anyone willing to take over, he once again served as the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

No one knows how Professor Savarin feels about the appearance of Professor Zuckerberg. He is friendly, smart and handsome, and bravely assumes a dangerous position. No one can bear to open unpleasant topics in front of those gentle brown eyes .

Some students think that it is better to let Zuckerberg be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, because if the curse is really fulfilled on Zuckerberg, it is not a big loss, but if Professor Savarin does not have this academic year All the girls and at least half the boys would be heartbroken after the luck of the previous school year.

Hearing Principal Dumbledore's questioning, the knife in Professor Zuckerberg's hand touched the bottom of the plate containing the steak. The piercing voice matched his indifferent expression as if he had just signed a divorce agreement. The standard wizard robes that never change from day to day are really unlovable.

"Fine", Professor Zuckerberg gritted his teeth and reluctantly agreed.

Professor Bubbaji of Muggle Studies watched Professor Savarin enthusiastically, and she planned to try to invite this handsome bachelor to Hogsmeade together, and of course, a partner at the Yule Ball.It's no secret that she has a good impression of Professor Savarin, not only the professors are aware of it, but even the students are aware of it.

Only Headmaster Dumbledore noticed Zuckerberg's dark eyes unconsciously cast to the other end of the long table before speaking. The old man's strange half-moon glasses often make people ignore how good the pair of blue eyes behind him are.

"What an enthusiastic young man," Principal Dumbledore praised Zuckerberg, ignoring Merlin's suspicious eyes, turned to the other side of the long table and asked, "And Professor Savarin, do you have an appointment? "

No one could ignore Professor Bubbaji's obviously disappointed lament. Professor Savarin heaved a sigh of relief despite being sorry. He nodded slightly to Principal Dumbledore, and simply agreed: "I will be in charge of the area around the Screaming Shack."

It was a place where students loved to hunt for novelties, and it was also on the edge of Hogsmeade village. He took the initiative to ask for the responsibility, apparently to reduce the burden on the headmaster.

Headmaster Dumbledore smiled gratifiedly, and this time, Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout also joined the ranks of appreciation.

At this time, Peeves suddenly swooped down from the roof, and then rushed through the hall in a Z-shaped route with a sharp smile. The four college tables were all overturned, even the staff table was no exception. Professor Zuckerberg's standard wizard robe was fed to a jug full of pumpkin juice, causing him to leave angrily.

"At least we're finally sure he's changed," Professor Erika whispered not-so-quietly to his background and Professor Bubbaji next to him, before they all snickered together.

Professor Savarin's fingers holding the long-handled silver spoon tightened slightly.

Professor McGonagall frowned and reminded: "Ladies!"

"Wonderful love", Professor Dumbledore chanted to the lemon sorbet in his hand with a smile, "No matter how wise a person is, he can make a fool out of it."

He winked at Professor Savarin and asked, "Young man, what do you think?"

Two and a half years was enough for Savarin to get used to the headmaster's nonsense. He said helplessly, "I haven't studied love, so I'm afraid I can't say anything commendable."

The older professors laughed kindly. Professor Bubaji thought the headmaster was implying her, and even though she was a brave lady who pursued love, she couldn't help but blush with embarrassment.

The consequence of announcing the Yule Ball and Hogsmeade permission to play half a month in advance is that the students are not interested in studying, and the professors are generally annoyed. in this way.

The boys couldn’t agree with the professor’s point of view, except for a small group of heartthrobs, they generally felt that the flow of time was like being speeded up by Merlin, as if they were still teasing each other yesterday for not being able to find a beautiful dance partner, and tomorrow will go in the blink of an eye The days of Hogsmeade, and the Yule Ball is five days away.

Most of them can only go to Hogsmeade with good brothers. As for the dance partner, they don't even have the courage to ask!

The girls were also anxious in their hearts, but on the surface they were quite relaxed. They and their female companions braved the cold wind to and fro on the campus in groups, secretly expecting the person they liked to come to them quickly.

Unless a close friend talks privately, the girls usually don't talk about the person they are really looking forward to, but talk about the people who are widely favored on campus, such as the president of the female student union who is more handsome than the boys, such as Professor Savarin.

"He is even more handsome than the graduation photos of James Potter and Sirius Black that I managed to collect last year," said a certain girl intoxicatedly. The handsome profile of Professor Savarin, who was chatting with the gamekeeper Hagrid, "If no one invites me tomorrow, I will invite him. Who said that professors are not allowed to dance?"

Another girl shook her head and pushed the huge round glasses on her face: "I have been divination in divination class, and Professor Savarin has a heavy gray aura, which is a sign of broken love. I bet he doesn't Would go to the Yule Ball with anyone. You and Professor Bubbaji are out of business."

She mentioned Professor Bubbaji because Professor Bubbaji plucked up the courage to rush to Professor Savarin and borrow him from Hagner.The girls' eyes lit up and their necks straightened.

After a while, Professor Bubaji wiped away his tears and quickly ran away from the apologetic Professor Savarin.

"Look," the girl with round glasses spread her hands.

The girls forgot about Professor Savarin who was far away in the sky, and surrounded her enthusiastically, "Quickly count me a dance partner."

Eduardo took the wicker basket full of delicacies from the enthusiastic house-elves, and his thanks elicited loud sobs from the house-elves one after another, and he left the kitchen in a hurry in order not to delay the meals of the teachers and students.

Because he rejected Professor Bubaji, he didn't want to appear on the long table, so as not to upset this straightforward and lovely lady. It just so happened that the weather was fine today, so he had dinner by the Black Lake watching the sunset.

The hot butterbeer is in a good mood, the cheese bread is soft and delicious, and the new taste of gravy chips is delicious, and Eduardo's good mood lasts until someone shows up.

"Give me the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts", the unwelcome visitor who appeared rashly was still very rude.

Eduardo tore off the napkin annoyedly, shoved it roughly into the basket along with the food in his hand, stood up and left.

Mark took a few steps and grabbed his elbow, and said sharply, "Now is not the time to be awkward! Give me the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts!"

Eduardo takes a deep breath.

fed up.

"Let a suspected Death Eater teach the students Defense Against the Dark Arts? Why would I do that?" Eduardo turned around, deliberately raised his eyebrows, and taunted the shorter man.

"I'm not!" Obviously someone who was rude from the beginning, but now seemed to be stabbed by Eduardo's words, Mark frowned and defended, "I never was, you know!"

Eduardo is no longer the Ravenclaw prefect who is willing to take care of his friends carefully. He retorted firmly: "I never knew. Mr. Zuckerberg, I don't know anything about you."

The four eyes met, the silence was short and long, and the air was so heavy that it could be cut with a knife.

Eduardo turned first, and he heard his former friend gnashing his teeth behind him: "What the hell did that old sugar-addicted bee put on you!"

He couldn't tolerate such low-level slander, so he turned back with a sullen face and shouted: "Is this how you repay Principal Dumbledore who gave you a second chance?! By slandering him?! When will you face your own mistakes? , stop complaining endlessly about others!"

"I thought you knew me," Mark snapped, and then regretted it, trying to make amends, "If I meant to be defamatory, would I use a nickname like 'Old Bee'?"

Eduardo won a game, even though it won't bring any joy: "I really don't know you, I told you!"

Mark was out of breath: "EduardoSaverin! Can you stop in moderation and listen to me!"

Eduardo is also annoyed: "I'll 'good' listen to people 'speak'! But I'm not obligated to listen to the Whacking Willow!"

Hearing the nickname "Whipping Willow" when he was a student, Mark completely turned cold.

"Fine," he said through gritted teeth.

Then he turned and left without looking back.

Being taken a step ahead by Mark, Eduardo, who was originally apologetic, completely lost his unnecessary sympathy, and before turning around, he said loudly: "Isn't a good nickname considered slander?"

Eduardo lived on the top of the North Tower, adjacent to the Ravenclaw Tower. He moved there when he was teaching astronomy last year. He liked this room very much. It happened that the new astronomy professor didn't like climbing stairs, so he stayed there all the time.

Tomorrow is the day to go to Hogsmeade, so there is no need to prepare for teaching, and Eduardo looks out of the window at the Quidditch players flying around to practice while it is still dark.

Recalling the brief confrontation just now, Eduardo silently added 3 points to Ravenclaw and subtracted 5 points from Slytherin. After calculating the accumulated points in the past six months, it is now Ravenclaw's victory.

The sunset glowed red, reflecting strange colors on the surface of the Black Lake. Flocks of birds returned from the sky above the Forbidden Forest. It seemed that some unlucky birds had bumped into the Whomping Willow. The willow tree was really blowing with the wind. Flurry...

This reminded Eduardo of his student days, when Mark created a magic spell for scoring appearances, which annoyed all the girls in the school, and later Mark received a paper crane in the history of magic class, with the words "Curse you doomed to be lonely forever" written in red ink ! No wizard wants to fall in love with the Whomping Willow!"

Those two huge exclamation marks made Eduardo think back after many years, and still feel a little too exaggerated.

Did he really think Mark was a Death Eater who got half-sane and got back on track?No.

This is the first reaction given by the subconscious mind.

But after experiencing Mark's betrayal and breaking up, would he still dare to believe 100% that Mark never thought of becoming a Death Eater?

The answer is also no.

He dare not.

Besides, it's not necessary.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he was unconsciously turning the ring on his right hand again, which was a habit he had developed in the past two years.

This family-inherited treasure, the entire ring is forged from rare mithril material, which is said to be able to resist the malice against the ring master. His father gave it to him when he was 16 years old.

A year ago, Principal Dumbledore made a deal with the goblins of Gringotts and repaired the cracked ring with mithril.

Now the silver-white ring is starting to turn gray again, and soon there may be cracks appearing.

Eduardo clearly remembered that in his first year as Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, it was at the beginning of the second half of the semester that he realized that the face of the ring could not be wiped clean anyway.

The conclusion was that the rate at which the rings were damaged was accelerated.

Mad Whomping Willow is irrelevant.That was all he should worry about.

Note:

*Professor McGonagall has a suitor at this time, who was her boss when she was working in the Ministry of Magic

*Professor Slughorn is unwilling to continue teaching, feigning death and living in seclusion

*This chapter mentions Mr. Scamander and Lockhart playing soy sauce~

*Mark just speculates after seeing the situation in the screaming shack, he doesn't know Moonface, forgive him for making a mockery