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Chapter 406

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In fact, Jon had always been a researcher.

Although he did not do his job all day long, whether it was killing people or being a financial jackal, even when he was practicing magic hard, it did not change the fact that he was a researcher.

The nature of a researcher was a scientific way of thinking.

And the nature of scientific thinking was to be reasonable.

Even in a world where occultism was popular, this could not be changed, because rationality was one of the foundations of the world's existence.

For philosophy, no matter how strange the world was, as long as it could be justified, then it was a world that could exist. If it could not, then the world would die sooner or later.

But science was different. If there was no reasonable explanation, then it would not be valid.

Perhaps the results of these two disciplines might be the same, but their experiences were absolutely different.

Creatures had laws of substitution, and so did the world.

So when Jon discovered the difference, he had doubts about this, but at that time he gave himself an explanation — perhaps the world was like this, because this world existed too perfectly. With the help of Helga, Jon saw the most fundamental structure of this world, which was very reasonable.

But this kind of logic was the most unreasonable part for the slow-witted Jon.

One world was exactly the same as another world?

Was this something that could happen?

Jon sat on the swing and leaned on his hands, lost in thought.

...

The sun was more dazzling today.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione left the castle together and walked through the vegetable field to the greenhouse, where all kinds of magical plants were cultivated.

They approached the greenhouse and saw the other students standing outside, waiting for Professor Sprout.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione had just joined when they saw Professor Sprout striding over the lawn, followed by Professor Gidro Lohat. Professor Sprout's arm was covered with bandages, and Harry saw the branches of the Whaling Willow hanging with bandages from a distance, and felt a wave of guilt.

In the eyes of the students, Gidro Lockhart was spotless from head to foot, with his flowing turquoise robe, and his shining golden hair neatly crowned with a turquoise hat with a gold rim. He looked even more disagreeable.

Perhaps this was the effect that Lohat was looking for. In short, he felt extremely comfortable.

Seeing other people's discomfort made him feel good. Could this be considered a bad taste?

In today's herbal medicine class, Professor Sprout was going to teach everyone how to take care of Mandrake.

"Mandrake, also known as Mandrake Root, is a powerful recovery agent used to restore people who have been deformed or cursed to their original state."

"Very good. Give Gryffindor 10 points."

Professor Sprout said, "Mandrake is an important component of most antidotes. But it was also very dangerous. Can someone tell me why? "

"Hearing the cry of the mandrake kills."

"Absolutely correct. Add another ten points."

When this kind of conversation occurred in class, it seemed like a very normal class. Compared to the herbal class, Lohat's Defense Against Black Magic was more like a joke.

"It was meant to be a joke. I feel like I'm taking an acting class."

Lohat squatted on the ground and looked at the jars in front of him. He extended a finger to poke at the spider specimen hanging on the wall.

"Speaking of which, Senior, why do all the things here look so scary? They don't look like you at all. "

"Is that so?"

Snape spat out these two words coldly. He put on a straight face and tried to chase this dogskin plaster out of his office. But Lohat's skin was extremely thick recently. He stood there with no intention of leaving — it was really too boring. There were only two people in school whom Lohat could talk to seriously without acting. He also did not have much in common with the older generation of professors. Snape was the only one who knew his real identity and was about the same age as him. Most importantly, Jon said that Snape was a very easy person to talk to.

Easy to talk to?

He did not see it at all.

But it was very obvious that he was unreasonable.

"Senior, don't be so cold!"

There were many benefits to being thick-skinned. In this kind of situation, if he did not care, then he would not be the one who was embarrassed.

Snape looked coldly at this narcissist. He did not speak and just listened to him ramble on.

God knows why this chatterbox could actually teach the Defense Against Black Magic class?

Anyway, it was probably because Dumbledore did not want him to teach the Defense Against Black Magic, so it did not matter who the other person was.

That was amazing.

Actually, the main point of Snape's confusion was that he did not know where Lohat found this information. This led him to believe that he had something in common with him now.

— Oh Goddess of Magic, he and Lohat really had nothing in common with each other.

"Speaking of which, senior, why do you look so pale? Is it because you stay in the office all year round? Let me tell you, there are benefits to sunbathing. But your complexion is so pale, in a short while, sunbathing will not help. I have recently researched a very useful magic potion. As long as you use it according to the instructions, I guarantee that your complexion will be at least a few times healthier than it is now. I will get it for you when I go back later today. "

After you leave later, I will add a locking spell on the door.

Snape said in his heart. But he still glanced at the mirror. The man in the mirror did look extremely haggard.

But, wasn't this the effect he wanted?

If not for this effect, how could he look like a bad guy?

"But actually, there is no point in your disguise."

Lohat leaned against the corner of the shelf. It was difficult for him to lean his entire body on a narrow wooden plank.

"I've heard a lot of stories about you in school. Those students have contributed a lot to your reputation. You know what I'm talking about, right, senior?"

He looked like someone who sincerely wanted the best for Snape, and that was indeed the case.

He was a person with a foul mouth, but he did not have a bad heart. Moreover, he could usually pretend to be crazy and narcissistic, so it was not a big deal to be a little cheap.

As for whether others would feel uncomfortable because of this? Of course not. He had a sense of propriety when it came to these things. He would only make others feel a little irritated, but if there was really anything that made them feel uncomfortable, then there was definitely nothing. It was not his purpose to make others unhappy.

"That has nothing to do with you."

Snape said coldly.

"If you have time to think about this, why don't you think about how to teach the students?"

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