Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

Ministry of Magic.

Felix pushed open the door of the phone booth and watched it rise to the ground, following the crowd towards the hall.

"Mister Haip, hello."

"Mister Haip, congratulations."

Felix one after another nodded in response, did it in Ministry of Magic After a speech, he showed many more acquaintances. He came to the living room on the 3rd meeting familiarly, and there was only one old wizard in the room. He lifts the head tremblingly: "Felix Haip?"

"You are...Augustus Gray? I remember you, at Belby’s award ceremony."

The old wizard grinned, his teeth all lost, "It's rare, I can see an excellent youngster before I retire."

"You thanked you, Gray Sir." Felix said with a smile.

The two chatted. Augustus Gray has been working in the Wizengamot Affairs Office seventy years ago, dealing with regular paperwork. Back then, he was a reckless youngster. He was gradually promoted all the way to the supervisor of the office. He knew Ministry of Magic very well and knew a lot of interesting anecdotes and gossip.

"...Bertha, that little girl, innocent and unaffected, loves to help others, she asked me if I need a cane..."

Felix blinked." Is it Bertha Jorkins? I seem to have heard this name."

A cheerful voice appeared from behind the two, "Ha~what are you discussing?"

Felix back After he passed, this was a big wizard. It was obvious that he used to be tall and strong, but now he is going downhill. His body is more rounded, and it is hard to think of the word burly again.

His movements are very big, his arms are constantly waving as he speaks, and his voice is full of emotion and contagious.

"Hello, I’m Ludo·Bagman, and you’re Felix·Haip? I’ve heard people in the department say-Arthur, Arthur Weasley, I don’t know if you know him or not, he’s on you This speech was very impressive." Bagman tossed Golden's hair, leaned closer and whispered: "Good job, I mean, I also hate McNeill, I hate it..."

Felix Mildly said: "Mr. Bagman, I just gave a normal speech—"

"Yes, yeah," Bagman interrupted him eagerly, with a smile on his face: "Who Say no, I was not in the ministry, there were fan gatherings, these people were really enthusiastic... Oh my God, I love them, but, um, I knew what was going on the first time I heard it," he winked. "I know some people in the pure-blood family very well. It's my father's relationship... They tell me a lot."

Felix smiled, "I'm curious what they said. "

"Cough cough, I can't say, I promised them, but," Bagman held back for a while, he couldn't help himself, he pretended to be mysterious and said: "You are in the pure-blood family This faction is very famous, and they are in awe of you. I think they are even more in awe of Stinchcombe · Crouch. By the way, Stinchcombe—"

He suddenly yelled into the distance, and Felix followed Looking through his voice, he saw a man in his fifties with a straight waist and a stiff movement. The straight wizard robe was spotless, and there was no wrinkle at the corners of the robe.

Crouch walked over, he walked in a straight straight line. "Bagman, hello." Crouch said politely. His short moustache was neat and tidy, as if it had been trimmed with a ruler. "I've been looking for you for work."

"Let Let’s put aside the hell of work and come over and chat for a while.” Bagman said enthusiastically: “I’ll introduce you. This is my new friend, Felix Haip, today’s protagonist. He is unique in the field of memory therapy!”

Crouch extends the hand calmly, "Hello, Mister Haip, it’s an honor to meet you, but I don’t have time. I will see the Bulgarian minister later."

"Hello , Mr. Crouch, if something happens, you can leave at any time."

"Yes," Bagman said with a big smile, "Who only lets you understand their twists and turns, weird The accent is really hard for you..."

"You have to be with me, Bagman. There is a lot of work over there and someone must stare at it, otherwise it will be two hundred scattered sand, the number of people is still It keeps increasing, and my Avatar is useless."

"I know," Bagman said awkwardly, but he quickly found a reason, "I'm also busy, you know, the United States communicates It’s not going well, they want to change the rules, but who I am, I will definitely not compromise—"

Crouch raised his eyebrows, "We promise not to disclose any details before we announce it."

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"Oh, details!" Bagman waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "But the event happened in Hogwarts. We have to talk to them during the holidays-details, you see, I bet Haip knows something. "

He turned his head and looked towards Felix, and said with expectation: "You must know that some things cannot be avoided at all. Dumbledore has held several meetings and rejected some interesting proposals."

"Are you talking about the Triwizard Tournament?"

"The top three? It's the top four now, maybe more than that," Bagman said, "Old Fudge wants to attract more people Come in, Vagado on the African side, ask me to say that I think his brain is broken."

"Bagman!" Mr. Crouch said sternly, "We should change the subject."

"Oh, uh, okay." Bagman was a bit not knowing what to do, and shrank his shoulders cringly, "Listen to you, then let's talk about today's protagonist, my good friend-Felix ·Haip."

He said with bright eyes: "The youngest St. Mungo's medical badge recipient, it’s not easy, I There are always some old men in the impression, I mean, the older healers. "

"...And Order of Merlin, I don't know if it is the youngest one. "He looked towards Stinchcombe ·Crouch.

"I remember Pettigrew ·Peter, he was only 21 years old when he died. "Crouch said slowly, obviously, he didn't want to discuss this topic.

"Admirable, he is a hero. "Bagman said flatly, his tone was not so respectful. "But Mister Haip is not bad, only this year—" He glanced at Felix, and Felix said briefly: "23 years old. "

"Yes, 23 years old, and still relying on true ability, memory impairment, I am not familiar with this area, should it be a shortcoming in the treatment of memory? I think Bertha Jorkins needs to see it. What she did was so troublesome that she couldn't find the venue, so she wandered in the vicinity for a week. "

Stinchcombe · Crouch didn't speak, but kept his face straight.

"What do you think, Stinchcombe? She should be in the ministry today, it is better to let her come..."

"She is not here. "Crouch said stiffly.

"What? "

"She was away, I approved her vacation and let her go on vacation. "

"Uh, but she is my person, Stinchcombe..."

Mr. Stinchcombe · Crouch suddenly lost his temper: "Then you take responsibility and use you The time that comes to meet with fans is spent on maintaining the venue instead of leaving everything to me. "

Bagman’s imposing manner immediately weakened, like a punctured balloon, "I didn’t mean that, okay, you’re right, it’s okay to let her relax, much She is not much alone..."

Crouch left in a hurry. Bagman was a little uneasy. After chatting a few words unnaturally, he also left. "I'd better talk to the Americans again. Actually, their thoughts It's not... not so outrageous. "

More and more people flooded into the living room. Felix had to say hello one by one, saying some nonsense nonsense. It took him a long time to get rid of Cornelius Fudge. No Fudge Knowing if he took the wrong medicine, he has been enthusiastically introducing him to the senior officials of the Ministry of Magic pure-blood faction. Fortunately, he saw some familiar faces.

"Filius, Minerva, Severus, and Dharma Chris, you guys got together? "

"You will be very busy today," Damocles Bellby said understandingly: "We will pass the time by ourselves, and we will meet again after a long time. There is a lot to say. "