Comprehensive HP on the Possibility of Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts

After waking up again, I found that I had become a baby again, with only a black cat by my side.Regarding the fact that I am an orphan, a baby who is three months old on the outside and more than 90 on the inside is much calmer than people think.But it's another reincarnation without drinking Mengpo soup, so I don't care so much after having experienced it once.

He was thrown into the orphanage, and only when he wants to drink milk and change diapers, he will make a few noises to attract the attention of the black cat who is always by his side, and then the black cat will call the nurse. The life of the little baby is simple and boring .In this kind of life of eating and waiting to die, the little baby has grown into a two-year-old girl.

Life in the orphanage was not good. After being pushed to the ground by other older children and snatching the bread from her hand, the little girl realized that she could not just follow the life path of a normal child so innocently. In life, no one else would give me such an opportunity, and the little girl began to rise up.

From then on, in the woods behind the orphanage, there will be scenes of a little Douding walking, running, and boxing, all of which are done secretly behind the director's and nurses' backs.

If you exercise more, you will get hungry very quickly, and every meal of a small piece of dry bread will often be snatched away. The little girl turned on the gopher scavenging mode.Before the bread is handed out and snatched away, a small piece of bread is secretly broken off, and three small pieces of bread the size of a fingernail a day will be discovered by others.Knead these dry bread into crumbs, make traps in the woods, sprinkle a little bit of bird hunting every day to solve the food problem, and the black cat will also hunt some animals and come back to subsidize the family.

Relying on her memory instinct and the glass shards she randomly picked up, the little girl gradually reached the full point in her hair-plucking and skinning skills.With a delicate body and weak strength, injuries are always inevitable. Taking advantage of the opportunity to go to the medical room to apply medicine after being bullied by the older children, the little girl touched a lot of gauze and cotton and hoarded them to use slowly.

These are nothing, the most disturbing thing is lighting the fire, after all, we can't expect to find unextinguished cigarette butts every time.When she couldn't find cigarette butts or other sources of fire, the little girl angrily threw the firewood on the ground and stepped on it twice, and the firewood caught fire suddenly.Since then, the little girl miraculously discovered that she has an affinity for elements and can control and release them.Perhaps he is a magician or wizard?

This world's second-best Salem is still prevalent, and they often come here to post small advertisements. Many nurses are its supporters. The only way to be found is to be burned to death.After doing countless experiments, and even using a few spells that I could barely remember in the novels I read in the first life, the little girl affirmed her racial occupation, and began to become more and more low-key and silent up.Of course, correspondingly, her reputation in the orphanage is getting worse and worse.

The crying child has milk to drink, and she wholeheartedly wants to take care of her own life. The little girl who is busy in the woods every day has no time to go to the dean and the nurse to impress her. The indifference of nature coupled with the framing and slander of other children, Naturally it becomes less popular.The children in the orphanage know how to look at people best. In order to win better resources and be adopted by a good family, they can do anything.

When she was doing New Year's Mass, the little girl discovered a very serious problem. All she knew was to speak daily expressions and prayers. Most of the words in the Bible were simply incomprehensible. Basically, she could be regarded as blind. up.Suddenly remembering that she was still in a civilized world, the little girl who was not trying to survive in the wilderness tapped her forehead angrily: "It's all in English, and I'm proficient in Chinese. It seems that I should change the direction of my efforts."

A dictionary costs 1 dollar and 20 cents, and my fixed asset is the cellar in the woods that has just been dug up and used to store food, gauze, cotton, and some bottles and jars. The current assets are zero.The little girl's scavenging objects have changed from containers to coins, or things that can be exchanged for money.Why not go to work?A three-year-old Douding just past her knees, what can you expect her to do?Even if she can really do a lot of things, no matter how crazy those black-hearted businessmen are, they will never hire such a young child laborer.Therefore, the little girl could only wander around the streets and alleys, picking up the coins that fell on the ground and saving them.

The Flying Curse is a good thing. Those coins that fall into the corners, ordinary people can't hook them and have to give up, plus the prefix of the Flying Spell, they are easy to get.For example, "the coin stuck in the cracks of the bricks is flying"; "the coin that fell into the sewer is flying"; less cents.

Carrying a tin jar with a large amount of coins in it, the little girl carefully avoided everyone and sneaked to the Slok Bookstore.

On the corner of the same street as the orphanage, there is a Slok bookstore. The owner is a very irascible old man, and the bookstore is named after him.Old Slok hates people who don't cherish books the most. Those who don't really want to buy and read books will always be beaten out by him with a cane.

"Sir, I want to buy a dictionary!"

Old Slok leaned out, and a dirty kid who was no higher than the counter was grinning at himself with a canning jar. "It's you." The little girl who wanted to buy a dictionary to read.

"Yes~! I have saved enough money~"

Seeing the cute blinking Douding below, old Srock relented, and found a stack of a dozen or so books suitable for preschoolers to learn characters from a pile of old books, plus a dictionary, and put them on the counter. "These are second-hand. They cost two dollars."

小姑娘笑眯眯的把自己的那个破烂的罐头瓶举起来递过去，任由老斯洛克从里面数走一个面值50美分的、两个面值25美分的、四个面值10美分的、六个面值5美分的和三十个面值1美分的硬币。

There are still a few coins left in the bottle, and the little girl plans to keep them as spares. After all, this kind of coin picking does not happen at any time. I have already swept away the sewers between the bricks in this block that can draw money. again.Staring at old Slok without blinking as he handed over the books in bundles, the little girl thanked her and left with her hands in her hands, then sneaked back into her private room along the crack of the wall.Everyone was saying that the little girl was eccentric and that no other children wanted to live with her, and the little girl was very satisfied with that.

When these books are turned to the rough edge and can be memorized smoothly from beginning to end, the little girl is five years old.

1965 can be regarded as a milestone year. In this year, the little girl was no longer satisfied with only one code name. The number 76 and 76 passed by others every day, and she began to make a name for herself.

Sitting on the window sill in the sunshine, the little girl flipped through the dictionary to find her name.

"First, it must be different; second, it must have connotation; finally, it must be meaningful." Based on this principle, the little girl quickly decided on her surname.Williams, William means a strong protector, and Williams is his follower.The little girl thought of her father in the previous life. He could indeed be called the protector of one side. He had been fighting to the death on the city wall just to protect their well-being.As a follower myself, this surname couldn't be more suitable.

When I turned to the letter starting with M, the word moon came into view. It is pronounced exactly the same as the first name's surname. Maybe it can be used as a middle name?The little girl holding the moon pendant tightly began to look up all the names of the moon in the dictionary until miakoda, which represents the "power of the moon", appeared.If there is no strength, I cannot survive here, no matter what kind of strength it is.The little girl finally decided on her own name, Mirkoda Mu Williams.

It took a month to constantly correct everyone who called her number 76, and solemnly told them her new name, and the dean changed the file as she wished.As long as they don't change frequently, the dean will never embarrass himself in such trivial matters.

Another incident happened on little Mirkota's birthday, when she met two strangely dressed women.In fact, Mirkoda doesn't know the exact date of his birthday. He just calculated it based on the news he overheard from the dean and combined with his remaining memory. It's almost in September. Whether it's a Virgo or a Libra is better. After struggling a bit with the issue, Mirkoda happily decided that she was actually a Libra girl.

It's rare to take care of myself, wearing a shirt that is too big and doesn't fit well and has been washed white.With a black cat on her back, Mirkoda wandered the streets, trying to see if she could find a part-time job and save some money to buy books. She was a little restless today, feeling that something would happen.

look what she sawThe two women appeared on the street out of thin air, and the pedestrians around hurried past them, but none of them noticed this strange thing.Eh?How did they come to him?

When Mirkoda saw the older woman's face clearly, she was taken aback, and said "Wow" in her heart.This woman looks really similar to me, no, very similar, and I am a complete replica of her.

"May I ask what you want, ladies?" Seeing them standing in front of him, glancing at their clothes casually, and noticing that they were wearing rings on their left ring fingers, Milkoda asked with a faint smile.

"Are you... an orphan?" the older woman asked.

"Obviously." Not knowing whether she was simply similar to him or if there was some other relationship, Mirkoda's heart beat faster.

"This is my research notes for many years, it should be very helpful to you." The woman took out a thick notebook from nowhere and handed it over.

Mirkoda pursed her lips and didn't reach out to pick it up. Is this considered compensation?or mercy? "I have nothing to offer in exchange, ma'am." Courtesy is either adultery or theft.

"..."

"We don't have any malicious intentions. My mother just gave you her note because she thought you were cute. How many people are crying and crying for it!" The young one interjected.

Are they mother and daughter?They don't look alike at all, I can't tell. "I'm not familiar with you guys, and I've never done anything worthy of you. Combined with the face... To be honest, it's easy for me to make up the dog blood ethics drama at [-] o'clock in the evening." Milkoda solemnly presented the facts to them and reasoned them out.

Both women fell silent.After a while, the young one took the notebook, bent down, stretched out his hand and pulled Mirkota's face, and said softly: "You know, according to my many years of experience, when I treat my mother at certain times, if you can do it, don't touch it." Forced." Directly paste the notebook on Mirkota's face, ignoring Martha who has already blown up the Moha, and then said: "Remember, you must marry a black man named Severus Snape in the future." Black-eyed British men."

With a red nose, Mirkoda took down the notebook, roughly flipped through the contents, and found that all kinds of theoretical knowledge such as survival, magic, and occult techniques were definitely useful to him.I am very grateful, but still said with a dark face: "I am very grateful for your help, but this is my life, please don't spoil it!"

"...Anyway, you must remember!" After finishing speaking, the young woman ran away.Not far away, Mirkoda also heard the conversation between these two people.

"Mom, did you like talking so much when you were a child?"

"Ah~, maybe? Who knows?"

"..." Opening the title page of the notebook, the signature and date in the lower right corner made Mirkoda's pupils shrink severely.

Mirkoda Mu Williams

1998. 9, 23

Looking up again, the two of them had disappeared. "So... I will give birth to a girl with black hair and black eyes?" Mirkoda felt that this world was a bit mysterious.

The sky was gloomy, and it was raining lightly. In the office with green tiles, the dean received a well-dressed lady.

"Good afternoon, ma'am." The lady stretched out her hand, her bookish demeanor and elegant demeanor made the dean, who was also a woman, a little embarrassed and nervous. "My name is Circe Lavatsky. I wrote you a letter asking you to meet me, and you kindly invited me to come today."

The dean blinked, pulled himself together, and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Oh, that's right. Okay, okay, please sit down, yes, please sit down."

"I already told you in the letter that I came here to discuss with you about Mirkoda Williams and arrange a future for her," Lavatsky said.

"Are you her relative?" the dean asked.

"No, I am a teacher," said Lavatsky, "and I have come to invite Mirko to come and study at our school."

"Then what kind of school is this?"

"The name of the school is Ilvermorny," said Ravatsky.

"Why are you interested in Milkoda?"

"We thought she had some of the qualities we were looking for."

"You mean she won a scholarship? How could that be? I'm pretty sure she never applied."

"Oh, as soon as she was born, our school put her name on record."

"Who registered her? Her parents?"

There is no doubt that shrewdness is one of the necessary elements to become the head of an orphanage.With some headaches, Lavatsky drew her wand from her coat pocket, and at the same time picked up a completely blank piece of paper from the Dean's desk.

"Here," said Lavatsky, handing her the piece of paper, waving his wand, "I think it will all be clear if you look at this."

The dean's eyes wandered for a moment, and then she focused again. She looked at the blank paper carefully for a while.

"It seems to be perfectly in order," she said calmly, handing the paper back to Lavatsky.Then she breathed a sigh of relief, took out her favorite tea set, and said while making tea, "May I buy you a cup of black tea?"

"Thank you very much." Lavatsky smiled reservedly. "I wonder if you can tell me about Mirkda Williams' life experience?"

"Of course." The dean got up and bought a cup of black tea for Lavatsky: "I remember that incident clearly, it was incredible. It was the day before the New Year, and you know that at that time, the night was terribly cold, The officers brought in a little baby girl..."

"Is it Milkota?"

"Yes, it's her, and there is a stray cat beside her, which is Martha who is with her now. It is said that Martha found Mirkoda, who was only three months old and was abandoned by the roadside, and kept warming it with her body. looking at her and meowing for help."

"It's amazing!" Lavacki exclaimed.

"It's really amazing. At the beginning, the event of the cat rescuing the baby was a sensation in our place, attracting countless people to watch and donate. I admit that this made the nurses' attitudes towards Mirkota different. Other children are very different, which also caused some children to dislike Milkoda." After drinking the black tea in the cup in one gulp, the dean seemed to regard Lavatsky as a tree hole, and began to ramble On and on: "She's a weird kid."

"Yeah," said Lavatsky, "I guessed that too."

"She was weird when she was a baby, and she almost never cried. Later, when she got older, she became very... weird." Poured another cup of black tea.

"Strange, what's weird?" Lavatsky asked mildly.

"That's right, she..."

The director stopped abruptly, and she cast a questioning look over the teacup at Lavatsky, which was not in the least dazed or confused.

"Surely she can go to your school, can't she?"

"affim."

"No matter what I say, won't that change that?"

"will not."

"You're going to take him anyway?"

"Anyway," repeated Lavatsky solemnly.

The dean narrowed his eyes and looked at her, as if deciding whether to believe her or not.At last she evidently thought she could be trusted, and suddenly blurted out: "She frightens the other children."

"You mean she's a bully?" Lavatsky leaned forward.

"I think it must be like this," said the dean, frowning. "Since the child was four years old, many children have appeared in different situations."

Lavatsky didn't press her, but she was clearly interested in what the Dean had to say.

"Those children's favorite things would disappear suddenly and take a long time before reappearing in strange ways. Sometimes there would be some small animal remains in the yard... Everyone said that Mirkoda did it. But she put the big Part of the time was spent with old Slok, and I also don't think Mirkoda is interested in anything but books, so it's possible that she's a cat. But cats can't hang things on beams Right?..." The dean was clearly distressed, he struggled for a while and then quickly changed the subject: "Let's not talk about this, your school is a boarding school?"

"Yes," Lavatsky said, "but she comes back here every summer vacation."

"Oh, no problem." The dean stood up, "I guess you must really want to see Mirkoda? Today she just didn't go to see old Slok."

"I really want to." Lavatsky also stood up.Following behind the dean, he was led to a room at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor.

"Many children think she is too weird and don't want to share a room with her. Ah, here we are." The dean knocked on the door twice and walked in. "Mirkota? You're here. This is Madame Lavatsky, she's here to tell you... well, let her tell you herself." She stepped aside and invited Lavatsky to enter. room, and closed the door thoughtfully.

This is an empty hut without any decoration, only an old wardrobe and an iron bed, a lot of books are piled up in front of one wall, a girl is comfortably nestled in the corner, with a black cat in her arms, He was reading a book in his hand.

"You're here." Affirmative, Mirkoda smiled and closed the book in her hand and placed it on top of the stack of books next to her.

Lavatsky pulled up a chair and sat on it. "You knew I was coming?"

Mirkoda smiled extraordinarily: "When I woke up this morning, I suddenly had a very strange feeling that someone might come to me today. The last time I had this feeling was six years ago, and then I met We're here..." The latter spoke in a low voice, and Lavatsky couldn't hear what she was muttering when he tilted his ears. "So, as expected."

"I'm Professor Ravacki. I work at a school called Ilvermorny. I've come to invite you to study at my school—your new school, if you want." Lavacz Ki said softly.

Mirkoda tilted her head and looked at her: "Well...and then?"

"Ilvermorny is a school specially opened for people with special talents." Lavatsky was always paying attention to Milkoda's expression. Unfortunately, she was too calm and didn't seem surprised."It's a magic school," Lavatsky continued.

"Wow!" Mirkoda said expressionlessly.

"You don't seem to believe it?" Lavacki said.

"No, I believe it."

"Your expression doesn't tell me that you believe in magic in this world. Think about anything strange happening around you?"

Mirkoda widened her eyes a little, opened her mouth, cupped her cheeks with both hands, and asked Lavatsky, "What does it look like? Are you surprised?"

"Well, much better." No, what am I talking about.Lavatsky wanted to kneel to himself.

"That's good." Mirkoda rubbed her face, and then asked, "Can you prove it? Ma'am, I mean magic."

Lavatsky pulled out his wand from his pocket, pointed at the dilapidated wardrobe in the corner, and waved it casually.The closet immediately caught fire.

Mirkota looked very unhappy, frowned, took out a notebook and a pen, and began to write and draw on it.

Withdrawing the magic, the flames suddenly disappeared, leaving the wardrobe intact.Lavatsky looked at Mirkota who had been writing and didn't intend to stop, and couldn't help asking her, "What are you writing?"

"Ma'am, you should know that this wardrobe belongs to the public property of the orphanage, and the clothes inside are my personal property. You just burned it like this, which is an infringement and will disturb me a lot. Please compensate me according to the price." Mir Ke Da didn't look up, and continued to make a list of items.

"..." Lavatsky was speechless for a while, gritted his teeth and squeezed out: "Please take a look at the actual situation."

Mirkoda raised her head and said "Wow", crossed out all the content she just wrote, wrote a new line next to it, tore it off and handed it over: "Then please pay the mental damage fee."

"A cone?" Lavatsky awkwardly took the note, "What kind of mental damage should be compensated for the cone?"

"Because you lit my closet just now, I was frightened, and you set fire in a public place, which caused adverse social impact and left a safety hazard. Due to the small audience, the behavior was stopped in time. In summary, the mental damage fee plus The consolation money is 75 cents, which is enough to buy the deluxe version of the ice cream cone with yogurt, chocolate, biscuits, raspberries, small bunting flags and a beautiful blue spoon in the cold drink shop on the next street." Mirke Da kindly explained his doubts, and then said a little embarrassedly: "I just started studying interstate law recently, so I may not be very proficient in business."

"..." What do you do after you are proficient?Blackmail?

Mirkoda spoke righteously: No, take advantage of loopholes.

After Lavatsky stuffed the disturbing note into his pocket, there was a rattling sound in the cabinet. "It looks like something is about to come out of your closet."

"Ah, it's just some trophies." Mirkoda got up and opened the cabinet, and pulled out a cardboard box from inside and dumped it on the bed. Three worn-out dolls and two toy cars with missing wheels rolled out of it. "It's a good thing it wasn't burned out, and it won't be good if some parts are missing when it's returned." Mirkoda happily repacked the things that were no longer vibrating into the box.

"You should return these things to their owners and apologize to them," said Lavatsky calmly, pocketing his wand. "I'll know if you did. I also warn you: I Theft will not be tolerated at Famorney."

"I'm sorry, ma'am. I guess the dean must have told you that some people's things disappear and then appear on the beams. I did it. It's very simple. We all have magic, don't we? I'll take it I took their stuff and gave it back at a certain time, but apologizing...it's impossible. Everyone who took something from me was someone who bullied me and robbed me of food. They didn't think it was Fault, do I need to apologize for my small punishment and big punishment? I can clearly have more ways to make them unlucky or even die, but I have never done that before?" Mirkoda turned around and found a copy from the pile of books Book, turn to a certain page: "The resources here are very tight, and the children who are innocent and principled have died long ago. Look at this sentence: The warehouse knows the etiquette, and the food and clothing know the honor and disgrace. From "Guanzi Herdsmen". Oh , Sorry, I forgot that you don’t understand Chinese. This sentence means that the granary is sufficient and the food and clothing are sufficient, so that etiquette can be taken into account, and honor and shame can be considered. Thousands of years of precipitation from China. I have enough ability to not be robbed of food Before, please forgive me for taking revenge in this way."

"But even in Ilvermorny, it is impossible to avoid the possibility that you will be bullied." Lavatsky pointed out the key to Mirkota's vague past.

"Do you manage food there?"

"... just be full." What is this child thinking?

"That's good." Mirkoda smiled happily: "As long as I can eat enough, I think I'm still easy to talk about. Of course, if there is something that goes too far, I will try not to give you any excuses."

"..." Lavatsky felt that he was choked to aphasia a lot today, maybe he should change the topic. "Do you like reading?"

"Yes." Mirkoda looked at the book as if she were a lover, which made Lavatsky feel chills. "They are the guarantee for me to have enough food and clothing in the future. I would like to ask, is there a library in the school?"

"Yes," said Lavatsky.

"Casual look?"

"Most, some advanced ones require a fourth grade or above to be eligible."

"Understood. Can I bring pets? I want to take Martha with me. We cannot do without each other." Martha yawned and turned over in Mirkoda's arms.

"This one?"

"Hi~" Mirkota leaned over and rubbed the cat's face, and continued, "Martha has been taking care of me, and she looks like a mother to me."

"Normal people don't think of cats as mothers." Lavatsky couldn't help complaining.

"Normal cats don't adopt baby girls. What do I need to do before school starts?"

Lavatsky took out a pocket of gold coins: "I brought a fund specially for those who need funding to buy textbooks and school gowns. I am afraid that some of your magic books can only be bought second-hand. I brought Your bibliography and school supply list. I can help you get it all together, on Wizards' Row."

"Perhaps, all the textbooks can be second-hand. Generally, what makes the most money." Putting Martha on her head, Mirkoda couldn't wait.

"... potions and alchemy," said Ravatsky.

"Well~, is there a place in the school where you can work and study?"

"Medical epidemic."

"Then let's go, ma'am. Time waits for no one! Oh, by the way, you must still be single?"

"...(o炸o#)!"

"Yintang is shining, eyes are full of peach blossoms, red stars are moving, congratulations! You are getting married." Mirkoda said in a good mood.

"..." What a mess!Lavatsky, who had just been broken up, was in a very bad mood.Only a week later, she met her true soulmate.

Time flew by in excitement, and by the time Mirkoda finally regained her composure, she had already entered the circular hall at the entrance of the castle with the freshmen.Standing above the Gordian Knot carved in the center of the stone floor of the hall, the long-horned water snake symbolizing the Water Serpent Academy, the crystal embedded in the forehead is shining, and the academy's emblem appears on the robe.In a huge hall, Mirkota got her own magic wand with olive wood and polygonatum stem.

I have gained a lot of theoretical knowledge through the notebook I got, and Mirkota, who is short of practice, can pass the school with ease.Work hard to specialize in Potions, Alchemy and Healing Charms, and quietly learn knowledge in the library in a low-key manner.Perhaps because he once led Mirkoda into the magical world, when Mirkoda was in sixth grade, Lavatsky paid special attention to the courses she took.

"Mirkoda, I want to say that you can work hard in divination. Of course, I am not saying that you are not good at potions and alchemy. You are much better than ordinary people. It's just that you have a very high talent in prophecy and divination. , you shouldn’t waste it.” Noticing that Mirkota had taken a lot of subjects, Ravatsky worried that she would eat too much.

Lying lazily on the sofa in Lavatsky's office, Mirkoda waved the "Advanced Astrology and Divination" to her: "I have taken advanced divination courses~Professor."

"I personally suggest that you can specialize in one."

"No!" Mir Renyi Koda went online and refused cleanly.

"What the hell are you thinking about?"

"Well... I just want to prove that I am the best in alchemy in the world of potions, the best in divination in the world of alchemy, and the best in potions in the world of divination. In the three worlds of potions, alchemy and divination, My medical skills are the best, who doesn't have a comprehensive strength these days."

"...Co-author, are you going to compare your strengths with others' weaknesses?" Lavatsky laughed angrily. "Everything will be loose, you will not fail to understand."

"Professor~ I just want to earn money for retirement quietly, and then visit libraries and museums around the world."

"I really didn't pursue it."

"Then how can it be considered pursuit? Like that idiot on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean?" Mirkota pouted, got up and went around the bookshelf to get a new issue of the newspaper from the newspaper folder.You are the one who worries that I am pursuing too much, and you are the one who dislikes me for not pursuing me. Women are really fickle.

"Shut up, now that the Dark Lord is in power, we need to be careful even in the United States." Seeing that Milkoda didn't listen at all, Lavatsky had a headache. "Mirkoda, you are not allowed to go for a stroll in England until the chaos in England subsides."

"Meow?" Mirkoda poked her head out from behind the bookshelf.

"I know you want to visit the British Library, and you've even saved up the travel expenses. Promise me, you're not allowed to go now!"

"Oh~!" With a prolonged voice, Mirkoda shook the newspaper to see if there was any news about current affairs in the British wizarding world.He casually painted a beard on the British Dark Lord in the photo on the front page of the newspaper, counted the time with his fingers, and quickly agreed: "Okay, professor, I will think about going to England after 81 years."

After graduating, Mirkoda spent ten years sweeping all the land except the UK, collected a lot of experimental materials, and settled down in a small town called Matamata. , began to concentrate on the study of alchemy.

When Milkoda's papers on alchemy caused a sensation in the North American wizarding world, she received a letter of employment as an alchemy professor from Ilvermorny.

Who are the students of Ilvermorny most afraid of?Professor Williams, who teaches alchemy, of course.Don't look at her always wearing a harmless expression to humans and animals, everyone knows that this guy is a cut and black one.So three years after things in the British magic world had calmed down, Ilvermorny opened up exchange studies with Hogwarts and other related matters, and Mirkoda strongly demanded that he become the team leader teacher.

Just kidding, she agreed to Professor Lavatsky, now she should be Principal Lavatsky, and she will not go to England to die before the Dark Lord is alive, but, that guy has been buried in the ground for three years, why should I Do you want to put it here and continue to pretend to be a dove of peace?quit!Go out high!Go out and play!

Milkoda packed her bags and took the students to England through the international Floo network, and then, she was entangled by a man.

The man standing in front of the fireplace with trembling lips seemed to be about to cry, Mirkoda's brows twitched fiercely.She has always guarded herself like a jade, innocent and innocent, and has never provoked any male creatures. Why does this man look like he has been abandoned by her all the time? It is very misleading, okay?

Milkoda dusted herself off, tried to show Snape a polite and official smile, and stretched out her left hand: "Hi, I think you are Vice-Principal Snape. I am the Alchemist of Ilvermorny School Professor of Art and the main person in charge of this exchange trip - Mirkoda Mu Williams, nice to meet you." Let go, bastard!Don't they all say British men are gentlemen?What's the matter?Mutated? "Vice-principal Snape? Vice-principal Snape?" Mirkoda secretly tried to pull his hand out.

The Ilvermorny exchange students who flew over one after another huddled in the fireplace to watch the more holy professor who was held tightly by the Hogwarts vice-principal who was said to have come to pick them up and kept smiling. His broken mouth.

"What happened in front? Car crushed?"

"There's a Brit molesting Professor Williams."

"Hey~ Who is so courageous? Do you want to die?"

"Did you see that Professor Williams's face is smiling brightly, this vice-principal is going to be unlucky!"

Withdrawing his left hand suddenly, ignoring the instantly watery eyes of a certain man, he turned around to frighten the group of students behind him who were begging for gossip, their eyes full of pickup lights.

For a whole month, Mirkoda was full of anger.The man named Snape deliberately arranged her room next to his, and from time to time found various excuses to come over and strike up a conversation.Today the crystal medicine bottle is broken, tomorrow the balance weight is lost, and the day after tomorrow there are not enough potion materials... Then I spend a whole day in my office.What the hell are you a wizard?Is it because I can't swing my wand or I can't remember spells with my brain, why do I run towards me every day?I can't even go out to play!Once again, with a smile on her face, Mirkota received the MMP in her heart, the vice-principal Severus Snape who refused to leave under the pretext of discussing potions.Is such a guy recommended by my future daughter?Exhausted!

After wasting a whole school year, Snape failed to take down the reckless Mirkoda.After tearing up the strategy for chasing a wife provided by the Weasley twins, Snape quickly applied to be an exchange teacher at Ilvermorny.Under the "collusion" of the two principals, McGonagall and Lavatsky, Mirkota gritted her teeth and glared at the man sitting next to her with a smug smile.

Snape: Darling, I have a lifetime to play with you slowly.

postscript:

Finally got the beauty back, Vice-Principal Snape, who even had two children in his arms, knew that the reason why he was not accepted by Milkoda at the beginning was because his plan to use Milkoda to travel all over the UK by clocking in every day fell through, which caused the other party After hating myself until the roots of his teeth itch, he was speechless for a while.

If I had known this earlier, I should have invited people out to play in the first place. What a waste of a single thought!Sure enough, I couldn't trust Gryffindor's brain.

The author has something to say:

The extra episode written for "Pomegranate", the story of Mirkoda and Snape in the parallel world that you want to see, please keep it.