A Hogwarts Esoteric Leader

"Yunevo, haven't you slept yet!"

"Cough...cough...cough...cough..."

Just as Unieff was immersed in the "beautiful" memories of the past, Ms. Garrel's sharp voice suddenly came from outside the room, and then there was a burst of something that she wanted to suppress but couldn't suppress, like dry bark being rubbed by the wind. like a cough.

Unieff quickly climbed out of bed, opened the door to the room, and saw Ms. Garrel standing in the dilapidated corridor with one arm on the gray-white wall.

She covered her throat, hunched her waist, her chest heaved wildly, and her terrible coughs came one after another like a flood.

The violent cough seemed to cough out the heart and the lungs together.

The pale hair was scattered, like the white flags hanging in the cemetery at night.

She is getting old very fast, and she is no longer as healthy as she was ten years ago.

Unieff took her arm and patted her back lightly, hoping she would feel more comfortable.

However, no matter the arms or the back, they all give him a skinny feeling.

"Ms. Garrel, why don't we go to the hospital again?" Unieff said worriedly.

In fact, the doctor has seen it once, and the result is that there is no serious problem, but Univef feels that Ms. Garrel's symptoms seem to be getting worse.

Ms. Garrel raised her hand to say something, but was stopped by a cough.

Unieff had to continue filming.

After three or four minutes of filming, it seemed to have an effect, and the coughing sound became smaller little by little.

"No, I'm much better." Ms. Garrel finally recovered.

Then, when she saw her straighten up and patted Yunefu's hand away, her eyes instantly became severe, as if she was not the one who was coughing to death while leaning against the wall just now.

"I think you should worry about yourself first! Look at your face! It's almost as if you had wiped it with lime from the toilet wall! Do you know what time it is?"

Unieff glanced at the system time and answered honestly, "One o'clock in the morning."

"Go to bed now! Also! Tomorrow you will be punished for cleaning the toilet!" Ms. Garrel's face was cold. She had not had much blood before, but now it was covered with a pale frost.

"Sweeping the toilet?" Unieff's face suddenly lost its calmness, and it could even be said that he was shocked.

As he became more and more profound in the cultivation of the lamp phase spell, he became full of resistance to all dirty and salty things.

Moreover, some features of the toilet will make him recall some bad memories.

Every time he goes to the toilet, he also "comes and goes in a hurry" and doesn't want to stay in it for one more second.

Sweeping the toilet would definitely kill him.

"You should know that I have a very serious cleanliness addiction?" Unieff asked.

"Yes, I know." Ms. Garrel looked indifferent.

"So......"

"It is precisely because you know that you are punished like this. That way you will have a long memory."

Eugene tried to struggle: "But..."

"No. However, the orphanage has been relocated recently. Everyone is very busy, and the government has to coordinate. Right now, there is a shortage of people to clean the toilet."

Speaking of which, she propped her forehead, probably thinking of something troublesome.

Unieff took a deep breath.

In any case, it is absolutely impossible to clean the toilet.

And even if he wanted to instruct other children to do it for him, he would definitely be stopped. Maybe a day would turn into a week or even a month.

As of now, there is only one way to go.

Yunevo raised his head, showing a pitiful look, with crystal tears rolling in his eyes.

"Ms. Garrel... For the sake of my pat on the back just now, will you spare me this time? I swear I will sleep well." He raised his hand high, as if swearing to the sky.

"And I've always helped you manage those little bastards. There's no credit or hard work. Can you just let me go this time?"

"Alternatively, you can punish me to do other things, as long as I don't clean the toilet."

Then I saw two eyes falling like blades: "Don't act, it's useless!"

I saw that Yunev was still holding the corner of his clothes and was about to cry.

The air was quiet for a second or two, and Ms. Garrel sighed, "I'll let you go this time, and don't get caught by me again."

Yunev's face suddenly lit up: "Thank you, Ms. Garrel for your mercy!"

"Go to bed soon!" Ms. Garrel glared angrily.

"Oh!"

Unieff shut himself back to the room immediately, lest Ms. Garrel suddenly change her mind.

Not long after, there was the sound of Ms. Garrel's footsteps walking farther and farther outside the door, as well as a deliberately lowered cough.

Harmful! With his back against the door panel, Unieff let out a breath, knowing that this level was over.

Ms. Garrel is still as stubborn as ever.

He went to the bed, fell back on the blanket, wrapped himself up, and got ready to sleep.

"Sleep suppression" has been turned off, and he doesn't have to worry about having "Nightmare in the Void" again.

However, after tossing and turning, he couldn't fall asleep at all.

With his hands behind his head, he rationalized his thoughts and found that he was mainly thinking about Ms. Garrel.

Although the results given by the doctor were just overwork and sore throat, he always felt that Ms. Garrel's condition was getting worse.

This may have something to do with her work intensity.

She loves to worry too much, and the orphanage is basically supported by her.

The tea, salt, sauce, and vinegar in the yard are all she is planning carefully, and the mischievousness of the children always makes her hoarse.

Although it has been better with his help in recent years, the work intensity is still very high.

Moreover, the funding given by the government in the past was not enough, and that little money was only enough to feed everyone.

However, she devoted herself to buying books, UU reading www.uukanshu.com to buy stationery, and often invited students from nearby universities to teach them.

These are all extra expenses.

The light dimmed slightly, and Yunevo raised his head and looked out the window, and found that a cloud was blocking the moon.

Thinking about it carefully, he himself is the biggest beneficiary.

If Ms. Garrel didn't buy so many books and newspapers, the progress of "Secret of the Night's Watch" would undoubtedly be much slower.

But he still didn't quite understand what Ms. Garrel was doing.

Providing educational resources to orphanages should have been done by the government.

If the government didn't do a good job, she could actually ignore it at all.

Obviously it's an extravagant thing.

Yunev couldn't help but recall the conversation five years ago.

On that day, he finally couldn't help but ask his doubts.

"At least you have to be able to read, you have to know what you can do and what you can't do. This is the foundation of being a person." Ms. Garrel said.

"Alcohol, gambling, drugs, and sensible people won't touch these things. If you don't touch these things, you can find a stable job, find a suitable partner, and give birth to children you can take care of, no It will be placed at the gate of the orphanage again."

"My burden is already heavy, and I don't want you to increase my burden any more."

Although a little moved, Unieff still felt that there was something wrong with Ms. Garrel's logic, because—

"If the burden is too heavy, can you just let it go from the beginning?" he asked.

He thought this way in his last life. Although his life could not be called happiness, it was easy enough.

After a long time, Ms. Garrel praised him: "Why are you so smart?"

The slap raised a cold and bitter wind.

Since then, his life in the orphanage has been much more difficult.