Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

In the office, Felix is ​​still remembering what happened not long ago--

He and Neville stood in front of the clock tower, looking at the distant scenery. The dark clouds have turned into freezing rain and snowflakes, which makes the evening tonight extraordinarily gorgeous. Although there is no colorful clouds reflected by the clouds, it also makes the orange yellow rays of light of the sun appear grandiose and unobstructed.

"A spectacular sight, isn't it?" Felix said softly.

Neville clicked nodded. He opened his mouth to say something, but he felt that his lips seemed to stick together, and he couldn't open it no matter how hard he was.

"I think I owe you an apology, Neville." Felix spoke first. Although Neville's eyes were still looking outside, he could feel the professor's eyes falling on him.

"I, cough cough! I mean, Professor Haip, I should say thank you. You cured my father, mother, and inspired my innate talent...I, I..." He blushed and said.

Felix changed the subject, "How are your parents?"

Neville seems to be sighed in relief, "Dad and mother are very good. They spend Christmas at home. All Everyone was very happy. Grandma was drunk, although she didn't drink a few drinks... Almost all the wine was drunk by Uncle Algie."

"After the festival, father and mother returned to St. Mungo's. After receiving follow-up treatments, they have lost a lot of life force over the years and must be recuperated for a period of time. However, Mei Limu Aunt said that these all are minor problems. Previously, they were affected by memory impairment, and many treatments could not be used..."

Neville paused, and said, "When school starts, they asked me to thank you." He took a letter from his pocket and handed it to Felix.

Felix accepted the letter, and the seal is a gold red fire lacquer seal with a three-dimensional L-shaped pattern on it, which looks very formal. He gently touched the lacquer seal with his finger, and the letterhead automatically bounced open. Inside was a sincere thank you letter and a golden red card woven from metal filaments.

The card is embroidered with a string of names——

Augusta·Longbottom, Algie·Longbottom, Aini·Longbottom, Frank·Longbottom, Alice·Longbottom, Neville ·Longbottom...

Felix solemnly put away the card and thank you letter, "I will reply to an official letter, and if necessary, I will visit him." Neville stared at him in a daze. "Oh, uh... I will tell my grandmother——and my father mother."

For the rest of the time, they all watched the setting sun silently, smudging from the very beginning. Half of the sky, when it fell down a little bit, the shadow of the sun was no longer visible, but its brilliance was still embedded in the distant horizon like gilt gold.

Felix suddenly said: "Neville, you taught me a lesson."

"What?"

"It is difficult for a person to surpass what he has experienced Everything, most of the decisions he made are at the root of a repetition of a certain scene in the past. It is like a cage of thinking, invisible and intangible. But when you want to make a decision, you are always affected by it. The influence."

"The terrifying thing is that the person in the cage does not know it. If at this time, someone can wake him up next to him and give him some hints to let him see the wider world , His concept will go a step further."

"Neville, you used to play this role."

Neville's breathing became short, and he turned his head to look at Haip professor.

Felix said: "You should have complicated senses for me, gratitude, complaint, respect, hatred... all kinds of emotions are mixed, so you don't know how to face me, do you?"

Neville lowered his head and looked at his shoes. He suddenly had a lot to say, but he couldn't help it.

"I just said that a person’s behavior will be affected by the past, and I am no exception. The deeper the past, the more profound the impact. When I prepared this plan, my mind was subconsciously Recalling the experience of my student days, I tried to use myself as a template and tried to copy it on you."

"Professor, is your magic power riot... terrifying? But didn't you defeat the whole Slytherin house?" Neville said softly.

"Ah...Even Dumbledore is not born invincible. When he was eleven or twelve years old, he might not have been able to beat Harry. Of course, we only talk about battle strength, don’t talk about it. Wisdom."

Neville thought this sentence was a bit weird. Did Professor Haip say Harry had no wisdom, or did he have no brains?

But when he thinks of the comparison object is Headmaster Dumbledore, the greatest wizard today, he is relieved, this is a kind of honor and praise instead.

"I'm actually quite lucky," Felix laughed, "I can't beat me in the same grade. The upper grades are limited to school rules. After all, the punishment at the time was quite severe... …"

"But if you can’t help but take the initiative to act on the upper-class students, you will not be in the scope of protection. You have to allow people to protect themselves, right? So they have been with me for a long time. Talking in my ears, one or two times I still think they are naive and only talk big, like nagging flies, but after a long time, it is inevitable to accumulate some negative emotions."

"It just so happens, because of some special reasons, it may be innate talent...My magic power is more active than ordinary people, so much more active, so I experienced several magic power riots."

"Actually, it didn't affect me much, but I classified it as a product of negative emotions as it should be by rights."

Neville suddenly realized that it was so. I have been thinking hard these past few days, but I still can’t figure out why Professor Haip is so powerful, how could he have been forced into multiple magic power riots, and now he finally understands that it was the innate talent.

He couldn’t help but think enviously, Professor Haip and I are completely opposite——I am too lazy in magic power, and poor innate talent...

However, everything is okay now It's getting better.

Felix carefully observed the expression on his face, laughed, "Okay, I have revealed a lot of my secrets. You have to keep it a secret for me. Think about it now and feel better? "

Neville lowered his head shamefully, he said sorry: "Professor, I just can't turn this turn temporarily."

Felix said gently: "I hope I can take the problem By the way, I do have something wrong with thinking about it. I hope I can get your forgiveness."

"Professor, I was too horny." Neville scratched his head and smiled slyly. .

"So, like a man, shake your hand?" Felix proactively stretched out his hand.

Neville blinked and shook hands with the professor.

"Neville, I want to invite you to join my Mowen club, would you like it?"

"Can I, but-my grades are not outstanding."

"Your diligence is seen by everyone, and I think I am qualified to choose the members that I think are suitable."

"Of course I do!"

The earth finally swallowed the last gleam of light, and night fell.

A slightly distressed voice came from the bell tower, "I found a problem, we seem to miss dinner-let's go to the kitchen, I will introduce you to a very friendly house elf, his name is Yun Uncle, I hope he has seen the recipe that I gave him...I have been thinking about a few dishes for a long time."

...

The memory is over, Felix sits on the sofa, his tone Simply say: "Isn't this great."