Chapter 105 Chapter 7 of the Night

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

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

William knocked lightly on the odd door.

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

"Come in."

The sound fell, and the wooden door suddenly opened automatically.

It was clear that it was broad daylight, but the room was dark, as if someone had used a curtain to cover the entire room.

William walked in, and Hermione timidly followed him in.

The wooden door was closed again, and it was pitch black all around, with no fingers visible.

"What's the matter, child?" The cold voice seemed to sound from all directions. "I think today is rest time, you shouldn't take up a professor's rest time."

Hermione clutched William's robes tightly, her head curled behind him, looking a little scared.

William waved his wand, and a burst of flame shot out, and the oil lamps on the surrounding walls suddenly lit up.

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

"my eyes!"

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

A girl is lying on top of it, her upper body is short-sleeved, and her lower body is only wearing loose big pants, very leisurely.

Especially the pair of long white legs like suet and jade, it made his eyes hurt too.

Although it hurt so much, William didn't blink.

Hmm... It hurts and is happy, maybe that's what it means.

The girl covered her eyes, then disappeared on the sofa in a flash, and the cucumber-flavored potato chips were scattered all over the place.

The office of Professor Bathcida Babbling is completely different from that of other professors.

This is a large lounge, beautifully decorated, more luxurious than Dumbledore's office, and the smell of incense seems to be in the air.

However, the smell, mixed with the smell of cucumber, seemed particularly inappropriate, 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. The quaintly decorated office was filled with classical art and alchemical objects.

Of course, the most eye-catching is the giant oil painting behind the desk.

William's target was drawn to the painting.

The naked body of a goddess is strikingly vivid in colour, with long silver hair and red pupils.

"This is "Chapter Seven of the Night". I drew it. How is it? It's not bad, right?"

Without warning, Professor Babbling appeared beside William, holding a crystal goblet with bright red liquid in her hand.

like blood,

bright red.

She took a full breath through the long straw and let out a satisfied sigh.

Gone were the baggy panties of Professor Barbering, replaced by a flamboyant white lace-trimmed French court dress.

Professor Babbling dressed like a princess, and she was even more breathtakingly beautiful, with delicate facial features, burgundy eyes, and long silver hair draped over her shoulders like a waterfall.

A lapis lazuli talisman hangs around her neck—it shows a snake wrapped around a scepter.

Babel looks like she is only eighteen years old, but she has actually been a professor at the school for twelve years, and time seems to have left no trace on her!

"Would you like a cup of tea?"

Professor Babbling tilted his head, although the tone was questioning, but the fine china on the table,

Tea pouring has started automatically.

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

"Well, but I think we'd better sit by the fireplace and drink tea?" Professor Babbling snapped her fingers, and she disappeared, appearing on the gold woolen sofa.

The sofa also suddenly appeared under William and Hermione's buttocks.

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

But there were still no windows around, only the fire of the fireplace, burning brightly.

"Why are you little wizards looking for me?"

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

She held the cup gracefully and sipped it.

"If you want to ask me the final exam questions, forget it. I'm sure I won't... 'embarrass' you guys."

Professor Babbling showed a 'kind' smile.

"No, I'm a second-year wizard, and I'm going to learn ancient runes from you," William explained.

"Oh, the second-year little wizard?" The woman raised her head, raised Erlang's legs in a very unpretentious manner, and said impatiently, "Why are the second-year little wizards looking for me?

It's not class time, I need to rest, I need to sleep in bed... um... exercise, I don't have time to accompany you at home. "

"Of course, if you have something of value in exchange, I can barely spare half a day to tutor you."

The woman yawned, "Let's talk first, I'm not short of money, don't give me Galleon."

William thought about it, took off a ring from his hand, and threw it away.

Now William has also taken the route of Dumbledore, with four rings on his hand.

The right index finger is wearing a Ravenclaw bronze ring; the middle finger is a ring given by Dumbledore; the left index finger is a ring made with the Traceless Stretch Charm;

It was the last ring that William threw to Professor Barbring.

Professor Babbling just flicked her fingers and threw the ring made by William back with a bad look, as if William threw some garbage for her.

Picky woman?

William threw the ring from Dumbledore again.

Anyway, it's a time loop now, and she has to return to her hands in the end.

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

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

Babelin again noticed the ring on William's index finger.

She stretched out her right hand, which was as white as suet and jade, and grabbed William's hand, her eyebrows raised slightly, and she looked at it carefully.

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

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

William didn't answer, but said weakly, "Teacher, you hurt me."

The corners of Babling's mouth twitched slightly. No one dared to 'motify' her like this. The strength in her hand increased, and her wine-red pupils stared at William.

Damn, this woman is so powerful.

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

The woman glanced at William sideways, with a half-smile but not a smile. It's better not to laugh. William felt terrified just by looking at it, only to hear her softly say, "Then cut it off, including this hand."

"..."

"Haha, I'm joking." Babbling laughed wildly, "How can I, I'm a Hogwarts professor! I've changed my mind and can teach you."

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

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

She held her chin in her right hand, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and said in a variety of ways:

"I can teach you for free, but you need to stay with me today, just warm the bed for me at night."

William glanced at Professor Babbling and felt that he could barely do the job.

Hermione, who was sitting on the sofa, didn't care to listen to what the woman said, but just looked at it in a trance. This sister is really good-looking.

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