Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

In the face of Fifth Year and Seventh Year students, Professor Haip is another face.

He waved wand and handed out a copy of the paper to the students. This is the test paper for their last course.

Felix did not speak while standing on the stage, but a low air pressure had already enveloped the young wizards.

They are all Seventh Year students, and have had a "classmate friendship" with this professor for three years, especially when they first entered school, Felix happened to be in Fifth Year that year.

What did he do during Fifth Year?

Well, it was just an invitation to a duel to a Shafiq family, so these students witnessed the most brutal side of someone as soon as they enrolled, leaving a serious psychological shadow.

In the eyes of the immature and innocent First Year new student, is that an invitation to a duel? That's the death notice! It's still the kind given by the whole family.

Felix was playing with wand, seeing the atmosphere brewing almost, finally said, "This is your test score in the last class. To be honest, I am a little disappointed, quite disappointed..."

"Marcus!"

Marcus Flint stood up shivering, "Teach...Professor." Felix may not remember him, but he remembers Felix clearly, because at the time The "Shafiq" was sitting next to him.

The same pure blood, his father also asked the Senior to take care of him. As a result, he bumped into a big thunder as soon as school started.

He still can't forget the high-spirited and vigorous Senior lying on the ground.

Felix walked up to him and patted his shoulder, "I have some poor grades. I will show you well in the future."

"It's...Professor."

What else can Marcus say, go back and play numerology!

Felix is ​​very satisfied with the attitude of this Slytherin. After all, it is his own house, which is still very impressive.

"We started the class. Today's content is a bit too much. I will tell you quickly. After you go back, you will make these three sets of papers."

"After all, your NEWTs exam is in This year..."

...

Saturday, Gryffindor common room.

Percy has a tired face. He has just completed the 12-inch A History of Magic thesis "Cauldron Development History and Innovation Process", but there are 6 disciplines of homework waiting for him-the one he chose There are too many courses.

Damn it, if this goes on, there will be no dating time!

Hermione walked out of the girl dormitory holding a large book, and saw Harry and Ron sitting around a table with seven or eight young wizards beside him. It seemed to be watching something interesting s things.

She walked over and the Weasley twin was there. In fact, they were directing two magic puppets to dance with the wand.

She recognized these two puppets, which happened to be the two shown by Professor Haip in the public class.

With silent music (that is, no music), a half-foot-tall man and woman huddled together, dancing gracefully, walking briskly on the table—this is their dance floor.

Lee Jordan is explaining the "story": "In this way, the fire man and the ice girl fell in love. This pair of young men and women became the envy of everyone. But the good times did not last long. There was a serious conflict between ideas, so I just made a big fight!"

Fred and George also cooperated with his explanation. Fred was the first to wave wand, and the ice girl kicked the fire man in the face.

"Oh! The ice girl took the lead and kicked her former lover a full two feet with one foot. Did the former mountain alliance disappear like this?" Lee Jordan was heartbroken and shouted.

George not to be outdone, he jittered wand one after another, Huo Man jumped up suddenly, a punch fiercely hit the Ice Girl’s belly, and then kicked her far away.

"Finally, the fire man is not worried, love is not as good as the struggle of ideas! He had to make a move, he moved, he moved, he finally made his foot! Beautiful!"

A small witch onlookers "pooh" and took a sip.

Hermione was stunned to see from the sidelines, you guys really know how to play and have a plot.

After a few more minutes, Huo Nan took advantage of a wave of quick punches and flew out with a kick, but suddenly fell down in midair.

Next, the ice girl also stood still.

"No battery, no battery!" Dean Thomas, who grew up in muggle world, said unexplained words.

Fred and George grabbed the puppet and ran to the corner, and began to re-engrave the ancient runes.

"Professor Haip is really bad. You can only move for half an hour when you add a magic text." Many young wizards denounced a professor.

The crowd dispersed, and the Hermione trio found a new seat to sit down.

Hermione glanced at the twin in the distance, "They can already do this?"

"This is nothing. Many wizards spend a lot of time in "This is above." Ron explained, "Fred De said that Cedric of Hufflepuff often wakes up in the middle of the night to practice secretly, in order to win the first prize in the exam before Halloween and win the mysterious award."

"There is no young. Girl witch, hold the magic puppet all day without letting go."

Hermione nodded, you can indeed see the young wizard holding the magic puppet everywhere this week, "However, Fred's magic puppet It’s not this?"

Ron said casually, "He borrowed it from Angelina to reproduce the classic battle in the auditorium. But if you want me to say, they’re pretty close, I mean, they They just finished learning the first group magic text, and they need to master four groups, just like collecting chocolate frog cards, put all the skills together to form a set..."

"Harry, you did not train today "

Harry bitterly, "Training in the afternoon." Although it has just been two weeks, he can't bear it anymore.

Ron suddenly laughed "chi chi", he looked at Harry and Hermione, and whispered: "It is said that Wood has been having a headache about how to write his ancient runes homework. I asked Professor Haip. Fu, Harry can spend a relaxing day."

"Homework is very difficult?" Hermione guessed.

"No," Ron was holding back a smile, "but this professor's Sixth Year homework is not a translation, but a one-thousand-word composition named "My Summer Vacation Life"."

Hermione has an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

This style seems to be very common when she was in elementary school...

Professor Haip is also from a muggle, and he really has a life experience, Hermione thought.

The three were chatting, Percy stood up suddenly, quickly packed things, and left without looking back.

It's time, let's go on a date!

Looking at Percy’s back, Harry looked thoughtful, "He looks a little irritable."

Ron shrugged, "Percy has taken too many classes. He has taken OWLs I have 12 courses, and I still want to choose 12 courses this year, but I was partly persuaded by Professor McGonagall."

The two were a little bit emotional, and they looked towards Hermione together. Is this what Hermione will look like in the future?

Hermione ignored these two people and sat reading a book.

Harry looked at Hermione’s "Ancient Runes History" and couldn’t help asking her: "Didn’t you pass the test? Why are you still reading this book?"

Hermione turned a page and said, "Professor Haip left a bunch of comments on my paper. They are all things I need to pay attention to. Moreover, I found that ancient runes are quite interesting."

"Very interesting ......"

Two study dregs looked at each other in blank dismay, and every time they discussed learning issues with Hermione, they felt that the thing around their neck was a pumpkin that Hagrid had planted in the ground.

So they each minding their own business to play wizard chess.

In the afternoon, Wood left the common room with the team members. Harry wanted to ask his ancient runes homework what to do, but when he thought that even the end of the world could not stop his training enthusiasm, in the end it was Closed his mouth.

I ran into Colin Creevey on the road, and the clingy greeted enthusiastically "Hello! Harry" again, and Harry weakly replied "You are also good, Colin".

He has predicted that the next training will inevitably be accompanied by countless flashes and shutter sounds.

In the castle, Ron is a bit boring and can only write homework.

He stared at the blank parchment for a long time, and finally folded the paper into a paper airplane. As a result, the paper airplane hit Neville's nose, causing him to let out a painful cry.

In the evening, after dinner, Hermione reported to Felix's office.