Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

Third Year’s Study of Ancient Runes is on the right track. After studying two excerpts from some magical manuscripts, they finally ushered in the first sufficiently interesting course.

Felix stood on the podium and said, "Put away the textbooks, we will have a new attempt today."

Young wizards hearing this excited, "I have been looking forward to this day. !" Dean Thomas said, "Professor Haip's classroom is always full of new possibilities. I have been listening to this sentence for a whole year!"

Felix has become accustomed to the young wizards chirp chirp twitter In the twitter discussion, he took out a small wooden box the size of a palm from his shirt pocket, raised his hand to the students, and then put the box on the desk. The control of ancient runes. But I thought about it later, why not use it more?"

He turned out wand and tipped it on the lid of the small wooden box, circled with golden red magic patterns. Waking up from a deep sleep, emerged from the surface of the box.

Felix fiddled with it, and the magic patterns were separated layer by layer——

"pa ta!"

The box was opened.

"What's inside?"

"I want to know too."

There was a lot of noise underneath.

Felix looked at the students in the audience with emotion. As a professor, he could easily distinguish the difference between the two houses. The students of Gryffindor were more emotional, and most of them curled their necks and looked hard. They were eager. I want to know what's in the box, and the students in Slytherin house are more reserved than the one that is entirely different, and their eyes are full of curiosity, but except for a few dumb-looking guys, most students can restrain themselves.

It’s not about being superior, it just represents two different qualities.

Soon, a magic text symbol jumped out of the box, and Hermione recognized it at first glance. It was a magic text symbolizing the power of the bison. She couldn’t help but bulging her cheeks. These days, thanks to With Lee Jordan's big mouth, her reputation grew louder and louder, breaking off the armrest of the chair and threatening Draco Malfoy.

Many young wizards from the outer courtyard come here admiringly, whispering to see her abilities.

There are not many students like Hermione who can recognize this magic text at a glance. Like Draco, he just feels that this rune is a bit familiar, he seems to have seen it somewhere.

next moment, the second magic text symbol flew out of the box, followed by the third and fourth...

Hundreds of colors flew out in a row With the various magic symbols, the box closed suddenly. The young wizards opened their eyes and looked at the magic symbols floating near the podium, filled with shock.

They turned their gazes to Professor Haip. He was looking at the magic text group in front of him with satisfaction. Then, he suddenly reached out and pushed, hundreds of magic text symbols gathered together flying around, just short It filled most of the classroom in a few seconds.

The young wizards looked up at the magic symbols of in midair flashing various rays of light, some of them were like candles floating in the air at a dinner in an auditorium, but these magic texts were closer to them, and you could get them by reaching out. one.

Seamus Finnigan couldn't help but touch a fiery-red magic text in front of him with wand, it suddenly sprinkled a small orange red flame and floated away by itself. Seamus was taken aback.

Felix cleared his throat, flicked wand to draw an arc, and the magic text symbol stopped for an instant.

"Next, I will teach you a trick to perceive magic power. In this class, you need to select the five magic symbols that you think are the most kind, and record them on the parchment To follow the shape of them."

"Please remind me that this is related to your performance in the practice part of the final exam."

Other students looked at him with longing eyes, "We still What are you waiting for?" Seamus yelled, and a low laugh came from underneath.

Felix explained the so-called technique, “It’s actually very simple. Reach out and touch the symbol to perceive the magic power inside it. The more you'see', the more it matches you... …You can start!"

Ron whispered to Harry, "Sounds like something Trelawny could say."

Harry couldn’t help but glance at Hermione. She was right. Professor Trelawny has a lot of criticism, and has laughed at the unreliable terms such as "Tianmu" and "Sight" more than once—the professional vocabulary used by these all are Divination Professors to describe whether a young wizard has divination skills.

Similar words include "aura around me", "acceptance of future resonance" and so on. Unfortunately, Hermione is classified as a rank without divination ability.

When referring to this name in the past, she always has a lot of things to say, but this time, Hermione did not respond. She quietly approached Professor Haip and asked in a low voice.

Harry moved in his heart and dragged Ron to follow.

"—what's the point?" He barely heard the second half of Hermione's words.

"Prepare for the first event of the Mowen Club." Felix explained. "At the same time, it is also to verify a possibility-if the wizard is born with a more suitable incantion, such as Potter's Disarming Charm," he said to Harry nodded, "then the ancient runes also have a similar situation?"

Hermione understands, "Do you think everyone has the most suitable ancient runes? What we have to do now is to find it out based on feelings?"

Felix said: "I'm just guessing, but It's worth a try."

Harry couldn't help but ask: "Professor, have the results of the Magic Club come out? Ron and I..."

Felix glanced at him "Your thesis... barely passed the test, and was ranked second."

"Second grade?" Harry heard this for the first time. He was going to ask Hermione later, she was sure knowledge. But Harry still understood the meaning of barely passing the test. Both he and Ron were sighed in relief.

"That's right," he heard Professor Haip say to him: "How is your duel system essay?"

"Uh...still writing." Harry said embarrassingly that he had a lot of notes, but he had only completed one third of his thesis. And his mind is now full of first gear, second gear or something.

Back to her seat, Hermione really gave an explanation on the grade category, "The professor divided the assessment results into three grades, and the lowest grade was eliminated directly. In the words of the professor, they came to try one's luck. Yes, I didn't make any preparations."

"Then the second gear is qualified, and the first gear is excellent?" Ron guessed, this is quite reasonable.

"No," Hermione sighed, "The first grade is qualified. As for the second grade, the right to listen is reserved. As for whether you can come and whether you can keep up with the club's class, the professor is not I'll take care of it."

Ron opened his mouth wide and couldn't help raising his volume: "So, we just make up the count?"

"Professor Haip thinks—"Hermione also I raised my voice, "A few of you may be able to keep up with the course, but most of you will be left behind and will naturally quit."

"Currently there are only seven people in the first grade, so the number is too small, so the professor I'm only planning to pick a few more from the second gear."

Harry couldn't help but feel panicked. He felt that there was a high probability that he would fall behind. Maybe it was a round trip?