Main Protagonist: Powerful, devoted, and wealthy Beast Emperor (top) Gorgeous, gentle, nine-tailed red fox (bottom)
Supporting Protagonist: A fluffy, chubby golden nine-tailed fox cub.
Could that annoying Eastern wizard have cast a curse on himself?
In an instant, an image of an old, decrepit, and ugly face with crooked, misaligned teeth flashed into my mind.
Draco blinked without warning and quickly ran up the stairs, nearly falling as he turned the corner.
Draco breathed a sigh of relief when he returned to his dorm and saw that he still looked good in the mirror.
I tidied up my slightly messy platinum blonde hair.
Annoying...
Okay, suddenly he's not so annoying anymore.
Xiao Long sat on the bed, rubbed his face, and stared blankly at the moon outside the window.
I miss my mom.
I wish the holidays would come soon.
After leaving the Slytherin dormitory, Shen Yulou hurried to the girls' bathroom.
It's not very useful, but it's fun to join in the fun.
Unfortunately, by the time he arrived, the matter was already over. Shen Yulou even ran into Minerva and Snape, who were leaving one after the other, in the corridor.
After greeting them, Shen Yulou went into the bathroom.
Only Quirrell and the three little ones remained in the arena.
Just as Quirrell was about to speak, Shen Yulou interrupted him.
"Harry, Hermione, Ron, are you alright?"
Shen Yulou walked around Qi Luo and waved to the three little ones.
"We're alright, thank you, Professor Muse."
Hermione tilted her head back and obediently answered.
After touching the tops of the three little ones' fluffy hair one by one, a satisfied Shen Mei finally withdrew her hand that loved to touch their fur.
"The troll will awaken soon, you should leave now."
After glancing at the unconscious green giant on the ground, Shen Yulou pushed the three little ones by the back and carried him out.
"Professor Quirrell?"
Watching the three little ones leave, Shen Yulou stood on tiptoe and turned his gaze to Qiluo.
"Um?"
Qi Luo nervously clenched his hands, somewhat unable to look Shen Yulou in the eye.
Her lips were also pursed in a flustered manner.
"I think, as a teacher, if I'm the first to discover a danger..."
"What we should do is eliminate this danger, not leave behind problems for students to face."
"This is the responsibility of a teacher. I think even the most cowardly teacher would do this."
Do you think I'm right?
Yes, yes.
Quirrell nodded and bowed repeatedly, his attitude revealing his humility.
Shen Yulou squinted and stared at him for a while.
Seeing that his body was trembling even more violently, he turned and left.
Watching Shen Yulou's retreating figure, the fear and unease in Qi Luo's eyes gradually faded.
He stood ramrod straight, still with his head down, but his timid and fearful demeanor had long since vanished.
The pitch-black pupils even evoke a sense of fear in those who don't realize it.
...
"Want some more bread, buddy?"
Seeing Harry's lack of interest, Ron tried to persuade him.
Harry looked down, grinding the meat with his fork, but refused to put it in his mouth.
“Ron is right, you need to expend your energy today.”
Hermione also joined in the persuasion.
Suddenly, little Harry's ears perked up, and he leaned back.
Ron and Hermione also leaned back.
The three little ones' movements were almost identical, perfectly synchronized.
Who is it?
"Professor Muse."
Harry happily reached out his hand.
Why is Professor Muse always in the cafeteria?
"He seemed to really enjoy chatting with us, Draco, and Tian."
Hermione frowned, puzzled.
Why does it feel like Shen Yulou is being a little too nice to them?
"Maybe he wants to be friends with us?"
"Or, Professor Muse, would you like to join us for dinner?"
Ron guessed, sat up straight, tossed a grape into the air, and caught it with his mouth.
Harry ignored the two of them and eagerly reached out his hands to catch the baby who was halfway out of Shen Yulou's arms.
"Awooo!"
Hello, brother!
The little guy's paws were already touching Harry's face, and he couldn't wait to stick his face on it too.
"Aww!"
My little one loves his older brother so much!
Nine little tails clung tightly to Harry's arm and refused to let go.
"Harry, Ron, Hermione, good afternoon!"