Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

Friday.

At the beginning of a new day, the young wizards are still discussing yesterday’s open class with enthusiasm. This enthusiasm is like ocean waves, coming surging surgingly, injecting a boost to the ordinary campus life.

What was the topic they discussed the other day?

The perfect and handsome Professor Lockhart?

But now the news has been blown away by the rain, not only because of Lockhart's performance in class, which is disappointing-even the word "disappointment" is the result of some true love fan reviews.

The more important point is that Professor Haip has become a new generation of idol professors, and is faintly replacing the Professor Lockhart with the title of "Masses Sweetheart".

This annoys a certain Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor.

Lockhart kept walking in circles in the office. The soft and light golden hair of the past was a little faint. The dozens of portraits hanging in the office also showed the same irritable expression.

"I have to think of a way, yes, think of a way...Oh my God! He is really a pushy hand!"

Before he came to Hogwarts, he thought he had Only the famous Harry Potter is the only person who is qualified to compete with him for the headline page of "Daily Prophet", and he has this mental preparation. But now he has to admit that he has encountered a strong competitor.

This reminded him of the nasty woman Rita Skeeter. A few years ago, he also competed with that Skeeter for the title of best best-selling author. In the end, he lost. It was because that woman was playing tricks, she actually broke the black history of his school in the newspaper!

However, he is not easy to mess with. Does Skeeter know how bad his popularity was when he was in school?

Professor Lockhart loosened the tightly tied robe around his chest. It was really a passionate time! He felt his desire to fight was back again.

"A difficult opponent, huh?" He stopped in front of a waiting mirror, cheering for himself, "Gilderoy, you are now facing a battle, and someone wants to compare you! You have to Do something!"

Seeing himself in the mirror, he relaxed a little. With such a handsome face, how could he lose?

Not to mention the episode that happened in this small office, among the young wizard group, Felix’s popularity index has reached a breakthrough level, and everyone is looking forward to his formal lectures.

"Maybe he will continue the magic puppet battle in class? You know, many people didn't turn around yesterday." Ron grabbed the beef pie with his left hand, his right hand stuck a piece of potato with a fork, his mouth Shang is not idle.

"Perhaps, but we're only in Second Year, remember, Ron? We have to wait at least a year for his class." Harry said more rationally.

Ron stared wide-eyed, "Harry, you ruined my first dream of the year." He touched him with his arm, "Do you know what I'm thinking? I just dreamed of using magic The puppet beat Malfoy scared witless..."

Ron closed his eyes and made a fantasy expression, "Malfoy's robe was lit by the fireball. He wanted to hide, but it was useless, my magic The puppet is too fast! He still wants to cast a curse, but it's useless, because the magic puppet is too small, he can't shoot it at all!"

Harry was eating the pie in silence. He felt that there was only Ron. Will be inaccurate because his wand broke in half.

Hermione, who was reading a book while eating breakfast next to him, raised his head and corrected: "Ron, I have to remind you that Professor Haip said in the open class that for the safety of young wizards, magic puppets Only the most basic flames are released, and the formidable power is not as good as the Incendio spell that we cast ourselves."

Ron seemed to be choked by beef pie, and he couldn’t speak. He didn’t remember Professor Haip. I have said this, but Hermione is always right in this regard. He murmured, "It's your Incendio spell, Harry and I will not, I think you forgot."

Hermione snorted.

"Aren't you reading the book, haven't you finished it yet?"

"I think I told you yesterday that there are 20 books on my book list!"

Ron stopped talking.

Harry became interested when he heard Hermione's words. He couldn't help asking her: "Hermione, how much do you know about this professor? Ron and I missed the school dinner." He was referring to him and Ron drove Mr. Weasley's car and spanned most of Britain's deeds.

For this, he and Ron had to worry about being expelled in Snape's basement. Fortunately, they were neither expelled from school nor given house deduct points. Professor McGonagall even prepared food for them.

It’s just that something like this happened. It’s impossible to return to the dinner party grandiosely. For this reason, Ron missed the separate house ceremony of younger sister Ginny.

Hermione quickly and fluently popularized the message she heard from the dinner, "Professor Haip graduated from Hogwarts Slytherin house——"

"Slytherin!" Ron suddenly called out. , But was glared by Hermione fiercely, and he lowered his head to gnaw on the pie.

"Yes, Slytherin. He is nine years older than us and has just graduated three years. However, he is very famous, and all the senior students in the school know him. Professor Haip is good at ancient runes and magic Curse, transfiguration, research with muggle, and of course a duel."

"Duel?" Harry was a little stunned. In his impression, Professor Haip was obviously not Lockhart's fake, but he seemed to be gentle. Something like a teacher when he was in muggle school.

It is difficult for him to associate Professor Haip with the word duel.

"Yes." Hermione glanced left and right, lowered her head carefully, and said in a low voice: "It is said that he was from muggle. Friendly, but..."

"But what?"

"But he fought them back with a spell fiercely. Slytherin's senior students were afraid of him because they were taught. ."

Harry and Ron's faces were full of fascination.

To be honest, they also want to beat a few Slytherins.

However, the rumors that Hermione heard were obviously wrong. When the current Seventh Year students were enrolled, Felix was in Fifth Year. Did he have to teach them? Naturally someone will teach them how to be human.

In the potion class, the young wizards were still talking about yesterday’s open class. Harry clearly saw that Malfoy was among the Slytherin students, praising that he had a "relationship" with Professor Haip. Brother Haip and Professor Haip intersect.

Harry couldn't help but think, maybe it was a "typed out" friendship.

Ron is also exaggeratingly telling the scene of his playing magic puppets in public class. Listening to him, it seems that it is not the magic puppets that are fighting, but he and Harry staged a daoist PK.

"Quiet!"

Snape's voice came from behind the classroom, and the young wizards instantly stopped. The professor walked with wind, and his black wizard robe made a "hunting" sound with a pressure of +10.

He looked all around, his gaze staying on Harry Potter, seeing him tightly. But Snape looked away, and this time he stared at Ron, taunted with his peculiar, low voice: "Ronald Weasley...Yes, there has been a lot of limelight these days. But you should Thinking about how to improve your poor potion grades, I don't want to add another T to your final paper."

The Slytherin students laughed in unison.

Ron's face flushed red, holding the broken wand in his hands, he wanted to put a curse on Snape's face.

"And Miss Granger, put away your extracurricular book. This is a potion class, not some ancient runes. You have one year to go to elective courses."

Hermione is angry Pack the book in a bulging way.