At the end of the corridor, there is a carved wooden door.

The door has no handle, only a bronze statue of a bat hung on the edge of the door, looking like a door god.

William knocked on the weird door lightly.

The bat statue on the edge of the door suddenly opened its eyes, its big mouth opened and closed, and a cold female voice was heard.

"Come in."

The sound fell and the wooden door suddenly opened automatically.

It was clearly daytime, but the room was dark, and it seemed that someone used a curtain to cover the entire room.

William walked in, and Hermione followed him in timidly.

The wooden door was closed again, and it was pitch black all around, and I couldn't see my five fingers.

"Is there anything wrong, child?" The cold voice seemed to sound from all directions. "I think today is a rest time, and you shouldn't take up a professor's rest time."

Hermione clutched William's robe, curled up behind him, as if she was a little scared.

William's wand swung, a ball of flame shot out, and the oil lamps on the surrounding walls lit up.

"Don't turn on the light suddenly, bastard~" The voice was panicked, with a hint of anger.

"My eyes!"

William looked up and found a gorgeous sofa in the corner of the room.

A girl was lying on top, with short sleeves on her upper body and loose shorts on her lower body, which was very leisurely.

Especially his pair of fair and long legs like mutton fat, it made his eyes hurt.

Even though it hurts so much, William did not blink.

Well... it hurts and is happy, probably that's what it means.

The girl covered her eyes, then flashed away, disappeared on the sofa, and the cucumber-flavored potato chips also spilled all over the floor.

Professor Bassida Babuling's office is completely different from other professors.

This is an oversized lounge, beautifully decorated, more luxurious than Dumbledore's office, and the air seems to be filled with the smell of incense.

However, the smell, mixed with the cucumber smell, seemed particularly inconsistent, destroying the elegant atmosphere of the whole room.

What puzzled William the most was that this room didn’t even have a window!

William looked around and the quaintly decorated office was filled with classical artworks and alchemy objects.

Of course, the most attractive thing is the giant oil painting behind the desk.

William's goal was attracted by the painting.

A goddess' naked body presents a striking vivid color, with long silver hair and red pupils.

"This is "Chapter 7 of the Night". What's the picture? I'm not bad?"

Professor Babuling appeared next to William without warning, holding a crystal goblet in her hand, and the liquid inside was bright red.

Like blood,

Bright red.

She took a full breath through the long straw, letting out a satisfying sigh.

Professor Babuling's loose shorts have disappeared, replaced by a gorgeous French court dress with white lace.

Professor Babuling dressed like a princess, and she was even more thrilling. Her delicate facial features, burgundy eyes, and long silver hair were draped on her shoulders like a waterfall.

A sky bluestone amulet hanging between her neck was a snake wrapped around her scepter.

Babuling seems to be only eighteen years old, but she has actually been a professor in school for twelve years, and time seems to have left no trace on her!

"Come a cup of tea?"

Professor Babuling tilted her head, and although she spoke in a questioning tone, the exquisite porcelain on the table had already started pouring tea automatically.

"No sugar, no milk, thank you." William said bluntly.

"Well, but I think we'd better sit by the fireplace and have tea?" Professor Babuling snapped her fingers, and she disappeared from the spot and appeared on the wool-wool sofa.

A sofa suddenly appeared under William and Hermione's butts.

The scene around has changed, no longer the office just now, but a slightly smaller room.

But there are still no windows around, only the fireplace, burning.

"What are you little wizards looking for me?"

The goblet in Professor Babuling's hand disappeared and was replaced with black tea.

She held the cup gracefully and savored it in small mouths.

"If you want to ask me the final exam questions, forget it, I will definitely not... 'make a difficult situation' for you."

Professor Babuling showed a 'kind' smile.

"No, I am a second-grade wizard, and I am ready to learn ancient magic script from you." William explained.

"Oh, the second-grade little wizard?" The woman raised her head, crossed her legs with no grace, and said impatiently: "What are the second-grade little wizards looking for me?

Now is not the time for class. I need to rest and sleep in bed...well... exercise, and I don't have time to play house with you."

"Of course if you have something valuable to exchange, I can barely take a long time to tutor you."

The woman yawned, "I'm fine first, I don't need money, don't give me a gloron."

William thought for a while, took off a ring from his hand and threw it over.

Now William has also embarked on Dumbledore's route, carrying four rings on his hand.

The index finger of the right hand carries the Ravenclaw bronze ring; the middle finger is the ring given by Dumbledore; the index finger of the left hand carries a ring with a traceless stretching spell; the little finger carries a ring containing the warmth and windproof effects.

What William threw to Professor Babuling was the last ring.

Professor Babuling just moved his fingers slightly and threw back the ring made by William. His eyes were not good, as if William had thrown some garbage for her.

A picky woman?

William threw the ring Dumbledore gave again.

Anyway, it's a time cycle now, so she has to go back to her hands in the end.

Professor Babuling held the ring, and a long sword immediately appeared in her hand. She waved it twice and said with a smile:

"Not bad, the little guy Dumbledore made is barely enough for me to teach you the day...wait."

Babuling also paid attention to the ring of William's index finger.

She stretched out her right hand as white as mutton fat and beautiful jade, grabbed William's hand, raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at it carefully.

William felt cold, and the other party's hands seemed to have no temperature.

"Give me this ring, I can teach you for free for a year!"

William did not answer, but said weakly: "Teacher, you have hurt me."

The corners of Babuling's mouth curled up gently. No one dared to "teach" her like this. The force in her hands became stronger and her burgundy pupils stared at William.

Damn, this woman is very strong.

William grinned, "But I can't take off the ring."

The woman glanced at William, smiling, and it was better not to laugh. William just looked at him and felt frightened. She only heard her say gently: "Then cut it off, even this hand."

“…”

"Haha, I'm joking." Babuling smiled so hard that she trembled. "How can I do it? I'm Professor Hogwarts! I've changed my mind and I can teach you."

Hermione nervously grabbed William's left hand, as if she wanted him to leave.

"What about you?" The woman turned her gaze to Hermione again.

She held her chin with her right hand, smiled at the corner of her mouth, and said in a charming way:

"I can teach you for free, but I need to stay with me today and warm my bed tonight."

William glanced at Professor Babuling and felt that he could barely be able to do this job.

Hermione, sitting on the sofa, didn't bother to listen to what the woman said, but she was just dazed. This sister was so beautiful.

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