Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

When Hagrid said the name, the air was quiet for a while--

"Who is that?" Harry asked blankly, looking towards Ron , Ron showed an innocent expression; he looked towards Hermione again, and Hermione was desperately using his brain to recall the books he had read.

Finally, they all looked towards Hagrid, Hagrid said uncomfortably: "You should have known it, but I changed your textbooks-only the Third Year, I want to try something..." he The last sentence was said very quietly.

Harry, they still don’t understand, Hagrid had to continue to explain, his face flushed at the speed that naked eye could see, even his big beard could not hide: "Mr. Scamander I wrote "Where is the Magical Creature". Before I took over Care of Magical Creatures, this book had always been Hogwarts' textbook."

In this way, the three of them knew it, no wonder they didn’t know. Because this year Hagrid changed new textbooks, and happened to only change the Third Year.

Harry couldn't help thinking: Maybe the animals in the book "Where are the Magical Creatures" are not "fun" enough that Hagrid came up with the idea of ​​replacing it with "Monster Book of Monsters".

They wrote the letter in the Hagrid hut, and are going to the owl shed to find Hedwig to send the letter. When passing by Whomping Willow, Harry suddenly heard a sinister wind behind him. He lowered his head subconsciously, turned his back and pulled out the wand, looking up, just in time to see the silhouette of a big black fur dog jumping high.

Harry's eyes widened in horror, a sign of death! He could even see the light-colored eyes of the big black dog and the one-inch-long teeth. Before he could react, it flew past him, turned around and threw Ron down, dragging Ron with his big mouth and heading to the Forbidden Forest. Go deep.

"Expelliarmus!"

The special training in the summer and the recent duel self-study group played a role, and Harry directly used his best magic.

……

Ravenclaw head office.

Felix picked up a piece of peanut cake, while watching Professor Flitwick's effort to use spell, his wand was held diagonally, his left hand assisted the use spell, and the blue magic power was constantly shaping, trying to condense into a spherical structure.

Until Felix finished eating the seventh piece of peanut crisp, the magic did not take shape, he had to stop and choked.

"It still doesn't work—" Flitwick sighed, waved away the magic power, "My understanding of the zoom spell is still based on modern magic."

"Then you How did you master the ancient magic before?"

"Accumulated by time, it took me three years to master a defensive magic." Flitwick shook his head, "In fact, I learn more about this. I am interested, not envious of its formidable power."

"But I don’t think simplified magic is worse than ancient magic, especially when I have more than a thousand incantions."

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"A thousand?"

Felix is ​​a little slapped, he can say that he has mastered a lot of incantion, but he can't compare with the old professor. And this is the number of spells Flitwick mastered at a certain period of time. As for how much it is now, it's hard to say.

'The spell is the magic text of Filius? 'He tried to understand the professor's thinking.

Flitwick waved the wand, the floor swelled up into steps. He stepped on the small steps and sat on the chair opposite Felix. "Many of the incantions I have are life magic, but in fact, incantion is Incantation, each one reveals the mystery of magic, even if it is very small."

Felix pondered this sentence, "Filius, my recent Magical Theory has not improved. Is there such a factor?"

"Progress?" Flitwick said in surprise, "Can you accurately judge whether you are making progress? I think most people improve unconsciously...Before that, every time you use spell, every time One study may increase the help."

Felix blinked, "It is—similar to a sudden insight, as if the past knowledge is integrated all at once."

Flitwick happily said: "This state may come by with luck, but not by searching for it. I still remember when I was thirty years old, I was struggling with learning so much incantation but I couldn’t use it, but I really liked it. Curse. Until one morning I woke up, my understanding of magic suddenly rose to a higher level. From then on I never doubted my choice."

Felix only thought of one word, where water flows, a canal is formed.

After seeing Ravenclaw’s memory magic, Slytherin’s bloodline research, and Dumbledore’s transfiguration, he realized Flitwick’s curse path again. He couldn’t help thinking: Maybe every professor at Hogwarts More or less on the path of magic?

In his view, the so-called magic road is a perspective of understanding the world, and to be more blunt, it is a tool for understanding magic.

Flitwick uses magic spells to observe and understand the structure of the entire magic building, while he uses magic texts to complete this step. In Felix's expectation, if possible, he would replace all incantion with magic text use spell.

Although I don’t see the slightest hope at the moment~

Felix wants to know Flitwick’s view on the curse, but at this moment, a silver cat suddenly appeared in the office. It Professor McGonagall's anxious voice opened his mouth: "Filius, come to the school hospital quickly, it is suspected that Sirius Black attacked Harry Potter." , Felix couldn't help but wonder, wouldn't it be fake news?

In order to solve Harry's safety problem, he deliberately brought Harry's sight glass over and reapplied magic. As long as the sight glass found Sirius · Black's trail, he would be alerted simultaneously here.

But the current situation is that he has not received any feedback from the speculum.

In the school hospital, Professor McGonagall walked up and down at the door, her hands tangled together, "Oh, you are here." When they approached, they saw Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey facing up and serious. communication.

Dumbledore insisted: "Poppi, I need 5 points, which is very important." Madam Pomfrey compromised.

He saw Flitwick and Felix, said solemnly: "Let’s go in together."

In the ward, Ron was lying on the bed with one of his legs hanging up and his legs wrapped around. With bandages. Harry and Hermione sat aside.

Seeing the professors coming in, they shouted at everyone talking at once.

"The headmaster is Black, he is the big black dog——"

"It can become a human, no, an animal!"

"Professor, he, he is an Animagus!"

The ward fell silent, Dumbledore said softly, "Animagus? You are talking about Sirius·Black, not the other who?"

"It's him, I'm absolutely right. Ron and Hermione saw it too, didn't they?" Harry turned his head to ask for support.

"Yes!"

"It's true."