Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

Hermione went back to the Gryffindor common room in a dazed manner, until she saw the idle Harry and Ron playing with a pair of high cloth stones. She didn’t want to understand what the professor gave him. Which of the three suggestions is more reliable.

'Maybe the professor is just joking? 'She thought to herself.

Ron put his entire face on the table, and the stones in his hand kept making gestures, "I think this will work. Dean told me a muggle technique of marbles—" He flicked his fingers. The stone in his hand flew straight out, drawing an arc in midair.

The stone belonging to Harry swelled abruptly, spraying a stinky, slimy liquid from inside, smearing Ron's face.

"Oh, damn!" Ron wiped his face, his eyes were blurred.

"Gentlemen, can you be more mature!" Hermione said grimly. She pulled out wand and said to Ron, "Scourgify!" The slime on his face disappeared immediately.

"Would you like to say something, Hermione?" Ron said with a chuckle.

Hermione said with a straight face: "I don't spend my time on children's games."

Ron retorted: "This is not a child's game, my father Tell me, Ministry of Magic 7th Layer has an official Gobstone club, and they have won honors internationally. Hogwarts actually has a Gobstone club, but you never pay attention..."

He watched The expression on Hermione's face stopped speaking.

Harry changed the subject: "What did Professor Barcobic say?"

"He gave me three suggestions," Hermione said, breaking his fingers, "First , On the grounds of incorrect procedures, postponed the hearing, and changed the department responsible for this case to the Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures as much as possible; of Magic write a letter?" Harry said excitedly, it was much easier than going to the library to read through a large number of boring precedents.

"Most people can’t do it. I guess Ministry of Magic won’t take care of it." Hermione said: "Professor Haip’s suggestion is to get the support of a powerful figure and not fear the power of the Malfoy family. It must be related to the field of magical creatures and be familiar with the corresponding laws.” Hermione said.

"How can such a person know us." Ron said discouragedly, and he picked up the high cloth stones from the ground.

Harry thought about it very seriously. He only knew Hagrid who was related to the field of magical creatures.

"The second method, secretly let Barcobic away." Hermione raised her second finger.

Harry was very tempted by this suggestion, but he quickly shook the head: "The official letter from the Ministry of Magic said that Hagrid is optimistic about Barcobic. If he loses it, he will be in trouble. Malfoy is sure Expect Hagrid to do this, and then he can put Hagrid in prison."

He didn’t understand Hagrid’s fear of wizard prisons in the past, but after several dealings with dementor, he has completely Understand what Hagrid thinks.

Hermione indifferent expression and made one last suggestion: "Third, let Lucius Malfoy take the initiative to withdraw the complaint." She hesitated for a moment, and expressed Professor Haip's words in full. "The professor may have been Just kidding, just listen-he suggested that Hagrid ask Malfoy out and force Malfoy to submit. He also said that if we want to try this method, he can provide limited support..."

Ron's eyes lit up: "That's a good idea. I already have a picture." He only saw father fighting with Malfoy last year, and now he only needs to replace father with the tall and burly Hagrid. He muttered: "Little chicken ......"

Harry magically understood what he meant—compared to Hagrid, Lucius Malfoy was indeed like an underdeveloped chicken.

Hermione said sharply: "The professor must be joking!" As she said, she herself was a little uncertain, "It should be a joke? But anyway, this method is too dangerous. "

"Professor Haip must be teasing us, because he knows that you are absolutely impossible to agree to this method." Harry said sullenly, "In this way, it is really feasible not to go to the library to check materials." The only suggestion is the first one—"

"Where can we find relevant people with real power?"

"Maybe you can ask Hagrid?" Ron suggested, "He should always Know one or two friends who have the same interests? He is the professor of Care of Magical Creatures."

"Wait—" Harry stared at Ron suddenly, "You just said, Care of Magical Creatures Professor?" His eyes lit up and he lowered his voice and said, "Hagrid only got this position this year. Do you remember the last professor...who is it?"

"Sylvanus ·Professor Kettleburn," Hermione said without hesitation, "I heard that the reason for his retirement is that he needs more time with his little naughty."

She was taken aback for a moment, and then reacted: "Yes. Ah, how I didn't expect, Hagrid must know Professor Kettleburn!"

……

Hogwarts kitchen.

Felix gently said to a house elf: "I heard from Professor McGonagall, can I ask you to send Christmas gifts?"

"Yes, sir." One A house elf wearing a uniform made of tea towels said that he bowed deeply, "But it's only within the scope of Hogwarts. We are limited to our duties and cannot leave easily."

"No problem, a gift from outside the school. I have sent it out." Felix said in a relaxed tone, "Then I will trouble you."

"This is our honor." House elf said.

Felix led the elf back to the office, pointed to a small pile of gift boxes in the corner and said: "It's all here. There are names on them, but there are not many people... But I don't know you Do you know the specific location."

"Please rest assured, sir, we will clean the rooms in the castle everyday all. We know the names of the wizards very well."

Felix nods and smiles. : "Thank you then."

The little elf got busy, his silhouette disappeared and appeared. After a dozen times, he appeared empty-handed: "It's done, sir."

Felix looked at him curiously, "Where did you put it? At the foot of the bed?"

The elf replied, "I put some gifts from the students at the foot of the bed. Make sure that they can see when they sleep together; but the professors can’t, we are not allowed to appear in the professor’s bedroom, so I put it under the small Christmas tree in the office or at the bedroom door."

Felix nodded, it's the same way he received a gift last year.

The elf said: "If there is nothing else, Uncle Yun will leave first."

"Uncle Yun is your name?"

" Yes, sir."

Felix took out a book from the ring, and flew out some colored paper and silk ribbons from the corner. They wrapped the whole book, and finally it was punched out by the silk ribbon. A beautiful bow.

"This is your Christmas present, Uncle Yun."

"This, Uncle Yun can't have--"

"Take it, it's just a I’ve always wanted to find the opportunity to recommend recipes from all over the world."

Uncle Yun was bent over to take the gift and glanced at him with big eyes, "Thank you, sir." He said deeply. Deeply gave a salute and suddenly disappeared.

Felix looked at his own gift in the corner. Nearly half of it had not been opened yet, so he decided to save the surprise for tomorrow.

Before going to bed, he deliberately left the window so that owl could come and go freely. Then turned around and walked into the bedroom, looking forward to the arrival of second day Christmas.