Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

Felix leaned over and looked at the black hair on the red cloth. "Is there only these?"

"Unfortunately, I only found these from Azkaban." Dumbledore said. .

"Well," Felix nodded, he thought for a moment and said, "I can't guarantee the number of sight glasses...one, no problem! Two, a little bit reluctant, three, it's pure luck."

Dumbledore smiled and said, "It has exceeded my expectations. I thought I could only make a speculum."

After coming out of the office, Felix looked at the sky. It's not too late. He walked out of the castle and followed a path straight to Hagrid's hut.

He smelled the scent of trees, the grass was wet, it was the rain that had fallen before. Soon, the outline of the house became clear.

"Yaya, don't make trouble."

Felix said to the black hound who rushed up. He seemed to want to pick himself up, but it couldn’t touch him through a layer of air. Now, he didn't want it to stom on a few mud claws on his body.

Felix took a warm beef pie from the special compartment of the ring and threw it to Fang.

Ya Ya grabbed it, wagging his tail happily.

Felix patted the door, "Hagrid, it's me, Felix."

There was a whimpering sound from inside--

"Come in, door No lock!"

He opened the door and was taken aback by the sight inside: The small room was overcrowded, Hagrid was sitting on the soft bed, picking up a large barrel of wine and pouring it hard. His eyes were red and swollen, and his tears were hazy.

At his feet lies a Hippogriff winged beast. In front of it lies a copper basin with bloody raw meat. Juice dripped on the floor from the corner of its mouth, and upon hearing Felix's movement, it suddenly lifted the head and stared at him vigilantly.

"Hagrid?"

Hagrid looked at him directly, muttering: "Felix, you also heard..." He patted Hippogriff. There is a winged beast. His head, "behaved, Buckbeak, you can't make any more mistakes."

Barcobeak's originally raised head hung down and continued to deal with the raw meat in the basin.

"Want something?" Hagrid shook the barrel.

"No, thank you."

Felix took a seat not far from him: "I did hear some rumors, but didn't expect to have such a big impact on you "

Hagrid took another sip, with sparse liquor hanging on his beard, "What can I do? Probably the shortest professor ever..."

"They fired you?" Felix asked in surprise.

"Uh, Harry, they also asked the same question...not yet, but sooner or later. Yesterday a representative of the school manager came to me, dressed meticulously and honestly, with you Something like it. He told me that my schedule was too aggressive and should be more secure..."

"I don't think the problem is big." Felix said, "As far as I know, Hippogriff's body Winged beasts have good wisdom. What accident should have happened?"

"Accident? Be so...you are the judge!" Hagrid suddenly exclaimed angrily, scaring the person next to him giant beast jumped, "The student named Malfoy didn't listen to me at all. I told him to bow and bow! He acted like a fool!" Felix looked at Hagrid with weird eyes, and he asked lightly "Did you let it get in close contact with the students?"

"Yes, I understand them, they are not dangerous. As long as they bow back to you...hiccup!" Hagrid gave a drunken hiccup. , He shook the barrel and poured the rest of the wine into the copper basin. "That means it recognizes you. Very polite creature, isn't it?"

Felix has reservations about this. It is true that bowing will gain recognition, but it is not because of politeness, but because you first expose your own fatalities and win their trust, they will in turn bow their heads to win your trust.

This is a unique habit.

"Hagrid, my suggestion is that for creatures that have the ability to harm young wizards, such as it—"

"Buckbeak, it's called Buckbeak." Hagrid said coarsely.

"——For example, Buckbeak, it’s better to keep a long-term view in the first class. When you are familiar, you can choose one or two obedient students to come into contact with it."

"Good suggestion, but unfortunately I don't need it at the moment." Hagrid said sadly, "I have no energy for the whole day today. I sent my students to feed Flobberworm and looked up at the sky by myself... Maybe in the next second, owl told me to be expelled. "

Felix said directly, "Hagrid, you don’t have to worry about your position. I checked your appointment—that is, Kettleborn’s record. He has stayed on for 62 times. Some The accident is much more serious than you, but he stayed safe and sound until retirement."

"Really? I didn't expect this. The face of the representative of the school board was like I was about to be sent in. Azkaban." Hagrid said expectantly.

"They can’t fire a formal professor. That’s the power of the headmaster. At most they can arrange punishment, but who cares?" Felix said that he has studied these rules thoroughly, so Never thought of paying attention to them.

Hagrid became excited, he looked at Felix: "So, I'm fine?"

"You were fine."

"That It's really good!" Hagrid let out a cheer, and the drinks on his beard were thrown everywhere, and Buckbeak sneezed.

"Oh, go, Buckbeak, go back to your turf!" Hagrid smiled and pulled it up, and under its reluctant gaze, pushed it out of the cabin.

"I'm still worried that I will be expelled, and I can't even do the work of the Forbidden Forest guards. I want to feed it at last. It seems that I think too much..."

Felix said: "Hagrid, let's discuss the content of your next class. I think the little Unicorn is good, plush, looks very pleasing, I am also curious about the golden hair of Unicorn's childhood Traits..."

"Will it not be prestigious enough?" Hagrid asked.

Felix looked at him calmly, and Hagrid was a little flustered. He waved his hand, "Well, you are right, I shouldn't take the risk."

He broke his fingers: "Unicorn, Bowtruckle, Sniff, Fire Crab, Fairy Maiden Hua, and Bu The bird... is its cry also a bit dangerous?" He asked Felix what he thought.

Buniao is a dark green bird. Its character is shy and resembles malnourished juvenile vultures. They are known for their heartbreaking calls.

Felix thought about it for a while: "I remember its call is regular?"

"Usually it is called before the heavy rain, and people use it for a while. Forecasting the weather, and then I can’t stand its sound. It’s too ugly...Some birds will howl in winter, which means they are dying.” Hagrid looked thoughtful and said: “I can find a bright sun Oh my god, they were awkward at that time."

Felix encouraged him to say: "That's it, Hagrid, you have to rule out possible risks based on the characteristics of the magical creature."

" Ha, I seem to have found a trick."

...

Felix returned to the office, it was already dark. He looked at the picture of Nick Flamel on the workbench and asked: "Is Nick there?"

"I'm already asleep." The person in the photo blinked.

"He has gone to bed very early lately," Felix said.

Nick Flamel in the photo smiled and said: "Old people, I can’t stay up late."

Six hundred years old...

Felix pondered the taste of this sentence, "When he wakes up, help me tell Nick, I have prepared his Christmas gifts, the ones with special meanings, he will definitely like them."