Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

Coming out of Filch’s office, Felix is ​​still thinking about what Lupin wants to get back. He only knows that this item is related to when he was in school, and it is very likely to be involved Black or Pettigrew Peter's secret.

Removing Filch’s subjective filter, he got two more useful news: First, Lupin didn’t care that the item was confiscated back then-at least on the surface they didn’t care, but now Lupin wants to Retrieve it; second, this thing has been lost, because it has been so long, it is difficult to find out who took it.

Many of the prohibited young wizards have graduated.

Lack of key information, Felix can only write it down secretly and save it for later use. He came all the way to Hagrid's hut. Hagrid was clearing the snow in the pumpkin patch at the back of the house. He surrounded him with fangs and joyously, running before and after.

A gray Hippogriff was tied not far away with a winged beast. When it saw Felix approaching, it clicked its sharp mouth like a blade, and its eyes followed his pace.

"Hagrid!" Felix yelled from a distance, patted Buckbeak's sharp beak. It was already very familiar with Felix, raised its head and snorted, and then each minding their own business half-squinted to enjoy his touch.

The burly man straightened up and stuck his shovel on the ground. He strode over and said beamingly: "Felix, Mr. Scamander wrote back. He did it! The case was beaten. I'm back for review!"

Felix nodded, "This is also the purpose of my coming. I also received a reply, Hagrid, we need to do something now."

"Do something "Hagrid stared at him, repeating suspiciously.

"Yes," Felix replied in a positive tone, "Buckbeak's case is called back, and then it is redistributed. It may be half a month for ten days. This time is not for us to do. Waiting..."

He looked at Hagrid's puzzled expression, sighed, "There is no allocation, it means there is no qualitative, the situation is strong against us, if we can pay a fine instead, This incident is likely to end early."

Hagrid woke up, "So...the hearing, the trial, these things are gone?"

"The premise is that we You must actively participate." Felix said seriously, "My suggestion is to go to the Ministry of Magic, ask about the progress of the incident, and submit a fine if possible. Even if it does not work, we must fight for reasons based on the nature of the case: This is not a tamed magical creature that suddenly loses control and hurts people, but an accident caused by improper teaching operation."

He finally looked at Hagrid and said, "The initiative cannot fall into the hands of people. If the Ministry of Magic The concern is not whether Buckbeak is guilty or not, but the size of the crime. We will fall into a very passive situation."

"Then I will go to the Ministry of Magic in the afternoon!" Hagrid said excitedly. Looking at Buckbeak outside the window, he said happily, "Have you heard, Buckbeak, we see the light..."

With the advent of February, Felix found himself interacting with the outside world more frequently He still understands Ms. Dorothea Boham, Bellby, and Longbottom, but one after another, some pen pals who rely on letters to communicate also write to him one after another.

In the letter, they expressed their congratulations to him. Felix waited quietly. Within two days, three exquisite official letters were sent to him on the same day, one from the St. Mungo's magic Medical Association. Although the name had a "St. Mungo's" in it, it was actually the same. St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries has little relationship. At most, it can be said that it was established in memory of the same person-Mungo Boham.

St. Mungo's Magic Medical Association, similar to the Wizengamot of the wizard court, is a circle formed by Peak’s healers, but the members of this association are more closely connected, and they have their own academics under their name. Published "bezoar and white fresh".

In the official letter, it enthusiastically praised Felix’s outstanding contributions to the magic medical career. It emphasized two points. One is to ask Felix to name his treatment plan; the other is to grant He'St. Mungo's Medical Badge' and invited him to become a member of the Magic Medical Association.

As for the former, he really couldn't think of any good names, so he simply named Haip memory therapy according to the conventional naming method. Felix accepted the latter and responded with a thank you letter.

The second official letter comes from St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. The letter introduces the clinical application data of his treatment plan. The current effect is outstanding, and it has a good effect on some stubborn memory impairment. head invited him to complete a magic portrait, which is "the honor of every founder".

Felix can hardly imagine the appearance of his portrait being hung out. However, thinking that every portrait is equivalent to one eye and eye, the slight discomfort in his heart immediately disappeared. He asked in the letter whether the portrait could be completed by himself. St. Mungo's only needs to provide some sizes.

The last official letter comes from the Wizengamot management agency of Ministry of Magic. The wording above is serious, announcing that he has been nominated as a candidate for the Order of Merlin, and he is required to provide information in accordance with the attached table for all Wizengamot Member review and use.

Felix one after another follow. This is the process that everyone who has obtained the Order of Merlin in the academic field has to follow, and Bellby is the same last year.

His name began to appear frequently in newspapers. "Daily Prophet" used a large page for three days to introduce his outstanding contributions, including his deeds in France and revisiting old things, and said, "This is a A belated honor".

When dining in the auditorium, he can always find the young wizards of Hogwarts with all kinds of newspaper clippings, whispering in the corner. In addition to the newspaper reasons, it is also related to the various owl letters he has recently received. Felix has the intention to impose a shielding curse on himself, but this kind of thing can only be thought of.

One afternoon, Professor McGonagall brought a young witch with a weird expression. She introduced: "This is a reporter from Witch Weekly. She is going to interview you..."

After the regular interview, the reporter began to direct him to pose in various poses. Felix felt like a doll. After taking more than a dozen photos, he resolutely stopped this behavior.

The female reporter said with a sad look: "We can take better pictures, Mister Haip, you will be a strong contender for this year's'most charming smile award'..."

Felix shuddered, "Sorry, I didn't have this idea." He hurriedly ended the interview, and while dining with Snape, he couldn't help but sighed: "I haven't had time to do research lately, and Vanity Fair too The arena~"

Snape's impression of him snort disdainfully.

It wasn't until the beginning of February that Felix finally stopped. At this time, the ice and snow gradually melted, and the open space at the entrance of the castle was unconsciously full of vitality.

Young wizards took off their thick winter clothes and cloak, took off their scarves, and sat in groups of three or four by the lake on the south side of the castle, lazily basking in the sun, watching the giant squids Swimming in the lake.

In this laid-back atmosphere, Valentine's Day has arrived.