Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

"What exactly do you want? I told you that any treatment is risky!" said the man's voice.

"But you solemnly vowed to me! What did you say? Everything is normal-Frank and Alice have been unconscious for two weeks, and coughing up blood." Grandmother's voice said.

"What can I do? You think from my perspective. The experts in the newspapers are holding on to my painful foot. I have to get the test data as soon as possible—"

"Experimental data? Those are two lives! Are they my son and daughter-in-law, or Neville’s child’s parents! Felix Haip, you are Neville’s teacher!"

Neville’s heart is like being caught As if it had been soaked in cold water, there was no temperature, and the stomach was constantly churning. His fist couldn't help being clenched.

The bad man said: "I also hope everything goes well, but everything is unavoidable. Thinking about it, they are just moving from moving corpses to motionless corpses. There is little difference, isn’t it? "

Neville's eyes reddened, and his teeth creak creak, how dare he say that to his parents... how dare he!

But my grandmother’s sad voice came: "I beg you, please make sure that you did it all, and only you know the best..."

The vicious one The man said, "Sorry, I don't want to waste time because I know it best."

The grandmother's voice became hardened: "I was wrong, I shouldn't beg you, I will tell the story Go out and expose what you did—"

The man sneered: "Madam, I want to remind you that your son and daughter-in-law were sentenced to death by St. Mungo's, I just hold The idea of ​​giving it a try, if you succeed, a lot of people will thank me."

"Really?" Grandma's voice said sarcastically, "You care about reputation, this is your weakness. , But soon, the public will see your true face, and you will lose everything."

The man’s voice became hesitant: "It’s not wrong to say that... reputation is good wine. It’s also a tempting poison. I’m always attracted by its fragrance. So, how can I deal with you?"

"Obliviate? It’s too simple. I came up with a better idea. To be honest, You have been pestering me for so long and I am quite bored. There are some incantions that I wanted to try...Crucio!"

"No, no..." Neville's eyes widened, his joints turned pale , His face is full of fear. He heard the sound of grandmother "Peng" falling to the ground, and moaning "Ho~Ho~" because of pain.

"no!"

The anger destroyed all his sanity, and the door of the room exploded.

He saw two people in the ward. The man showed a surprised expression on his face. He stretched out Wand’s hand and stopped in the air. An Old Lady fell to the ground, and the pointed hat fell lifelessly on the ground. .

"Grandma!" Neville ran over and tried to lift her grandma's head, but she immediately showed an expression of pain. He stopped not knowing what to do and looked at the culprit in front of him. His wand also pointed at her: "Stop! Professor."

"Stop?" The man's face Hidden in the shadows, people can’t see his expression, "Why?"

Neville looked at him incredible, the whole person was surrounded by a huge absurdity that made him not feel real, just Like a dream, "What are you talking about? You, you are a professor... Why do you use that incantion?"

"Cruciatus Curse?" The man's voice said, Neville trembled. The man laughed lowly: "Or Obliviate? Or... the other two Unforgivable Curse?"

He said calmly, as if it were in class: "Neville, I still have a deep connection with Unforgivable Curse. Yes, when I was in school, I learned these three incantions-Cruciatus Curse, Imperius Curse, and Killing Curse."

"I always wanted to find someone to try, but my heart was too soft. , Now think about it, what incantion can't kill people? Aguamenti can."

Neville looked at him tremblingly, seeming to recognize him for the first time.

"Don't look at me like that, learn to respect the professor, don't you?" the man said.

"You are not my professor!" Neville yelled, took the wand from his pocket and pointed it at him, but the next second, his wand was taken away.

"Silent Disarming Charm, I taught you, Neville. Maybe you can try to be more angry?"

Neville immediately pulled out the second wand from behind-he has been Bring two wands, father's, and own. The anger made him use Stunning Spell silently, but he was blocked by a wave of his hand. The man said: "too weak, Neville. You are not angry enough—"

A thin magic barrier is facing Neville Accio. , Directly hit him into flight.

Neville got up from the ground and looked at him unyielding.

"I don't like the look in your eyes...so, Crucio! Crucio!"

Grandma screamed in pain, Neville's eyes widened in horror, desperately blocking In front of her, the expected pain did not appear, and he had no time to distinguish. What must he do to delay time? That's right, delay the time!

He wants to watch this man get caught, just like those Death Eaters.

Neville used his brain vigorously, his mind has never turned so fast: "I believe you so much...I see you as a role model..."

Regardless of reciting the most familiar thing recently, it is a short story, and the story itself comes from this man——

"Gal is a clumsy person. This clumsiness is told by others His, over time, he himself thinks so too.

Gnar likes to play with clay dolls. He is naturally sensitive to the characteristics of different types of clay. He likes to look at black, red, brown, and white. , Ash, clay of various colors is formed in the hands little by little, turning into refined and cute shapes.

This kind of love has no pressure. When Gnar is sad, it can bring him Comfort.

His parents are very busy and don’t usually accompany him much. Even the most important Christmas is just a hurried meeting. His greatest wish is that they can spend more time with him."

Neville recited it in spite of it, until he found the opposite wand put down, and his grandmother's low voice came next to him: "Forget it, Mister Haip, forget it..."

Neville dumbly watched grandmother get up from the ground, and the professor walked out of the shadows.

Ten minutes later--

Neville was a life sulking, Longbottom old man coaxed him, Felix looked at him awkwardly, "Neville--"

Neville turned away from looking at him, clinging to the corners of his clothes.

"Why lie to me?" he said angrily.

"This is part of the plan," said the Longbottom old man, "it's for—"

"It's me, Mrs. Longbottom." Felix opened the mouth and Said, he looked towards Neville: "This stems from a ridiculous idea when I was in school. I have experienced several magic power riots. This has brought me huge benefits. I once imagined whether it can artificially contribute to magic power. Riot..."

"But I have never seen an instance in other people, until a few months ago, in Diagon Alley, I met Potter."

"Harry ?" Neville asked suddenly.

"Yes, he experienced a very painful thing at the time, so the magic power riot broke out. I persuaded him to test with me...Until I found you again, I guessed the magic power of your childhood Not very active, in other words—inertia is too strong, which makes it very difficult for you to learn magic..."

"You are the same, aren't you?" Neville said stiffly.

"What's the same?" Felix looked at him.

"The one you said, the magic power riot." Neville said, he was terrifying calmly at this time: "It sounds like a huge stimulus. You just tried to irritate me again and again. So I asked you, Are you the same?"

Felix looked at him calmly, "You’re right, and I’m the same."

Neville stood up straight, "So, You arranged what Meilin Aunt said? Everything is acting?"

"No, Neville —" said the Longbottom old man.

Neville looked at Felix stubbornly: "I want you to tell me in person."

"I didn't make this arrangement, but—" Felix said, "When they talk At the time, I was right next to him."

Neville suddenly said, "I'm going back to the ward, I'll be quiet for a while." He picked up the schoolbag on the floor, pushed the door and walked out of the room.

There was deathly silence in the room.

After a long time, Felix said frankly: "The moment he blasted the door open, I thought we were successful."

Longbottom old man said tiredly: "Maybe from The very beginning shouldn't be..." She pursed her lips, "I used to be too demanding of him. I hope that child can become an Auror like his father, but in fact, it's good to be ordinary."

"I don't think so, ma'am. Dumbledore warned me not to play with people's hearts." Felix said, "But who can escape the control of people's hearts? I don't approve of this failure. We almost If you succeed, if you can do better—"

Longbottom old man looked at him and said hesitantly: "Mister Haip?"

"I don’t think I’m There is a problem with the thinking, from the initial design to—" Felix suddenly stopped, his eyes protruding, and he turned his head incredibly towards the air on one side, his gaze seemed to penetrate the space. Then, he ran out of the room suddenly, turned the corner, and stared at a ward at the end of the corridor on the other side.

Felix knocked on his forehead. From the black and white perspective, a powerful and soft magic power tide spreads out from inside. The pure white rays of light have no trace of impurities, constantly impacting his instincts. Concept.

"This is--what's wrong?" The Longbottom old man followed, and said in a panic.

Felix didn’t answer. He step by step walked to the ward where the Longbottoms were and opened the door. He saw Neville leaping into a woman’s arms and crying, a man with a soft expression. Holding the woman and Neville, they couldn't hide their tiredness and were still wearing medical clothes, but the love in their eyes was about to overflow.

Various scattered small ornaments in the room floated in the air, making a "weng weng" sound. Several patients in the bed next to it were bathed in warm rays of light, which became the answer to Felix’s questions. The best footnote.

"The magic power riot..." He said word by word.