Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

The Hogwarts express train left the station the next day and disappeared from Felix's sight.

Dumbledore stood with him, looking far away, eyes full of crystal clear water: "It's really touching... His empty head is full of knowledge, and enjoy a good holiday. "

"Yes, there is a schoolbag homework." Felix said, "Albus, why did you let me go to Romania?"

"Because you are not any of the four heads One, we have to avoid suspicion. The scale of this year’s hegemony is larger than before, with five schools." Dumbledore said gently, "This is my job, but I’m too busy—"

"Five institutes? Except for the extra Ifamoni, which one is there?"

"Vagado from the Moon Mountain in Africa—Fudge's handwriting," Dumbledore said, "In the past two months, he His life was very difficult. Dementor's loss of control caused his reputation to plummet. Parents sent letters condemning his incompetence, and newspapers covered him."

"Didn't you say that Fudge's skill is very--"

"brilliant?" Dumbledore smiled and said, "Have you seen news about Sirius and Pettigrew Peter in the newspaper? Including Peter's last words?"

"He did it on purpose ?" Felix asked in surprise. He only saw the Ministry of Magic newsletter in the tofu section in the newspaper a long time ago, and it basically didn't make waves.

"I think it's a smooth flow... Dementor out of control is something that all students have seen, but few people understand the past. In Fudge's view, maybe Sirius's case is more sensitive," Dumbledore said "The hero has been imprisoned for twelve years without trial. The traitor enjoys the Level 1 Order of Merlin and lives in peace... Although it is not what happened during his tenure, the people don’t care about that much. Even more how-Voldemort is also involved. ."

Felix nodded, I understand Fudge’s thinking: Since dementor is out of control and can’t be covered, just ignore it. Anyway, there is Umbridge as a shield, but it involves unjust, false and wrong cases, Voldemort, must Keep it from the public.

"I guess he has pinned all his hopes on those two events, the Quiddich World Cup and the Tournament."

Dumbledore agreed: "Use prosperity to cover paleness, It's Fudge's specialty. So he wants to pull more schools off the field and expand his influence. In fact, he has sent invitations to ten magic schools in total, but few responded to him."

... …

Felix is ​​in the mountains, here is the Carpathian Mountains, known as the "Romanian backbone", and the Romanian Dragon Reserve is hidden in it.

Although there are many dragon farms around the world, the Dragon Reserve in Romania is the most unique-the Dragon here is in a semi-stocked state, and more than one hundred professionals from all over the world work here , Including dragon trainers, dragon cultivators and dragon research experts.

Here, you can find almost all kinds of Dragons known in the world.

Felix watched seven or eight wizards surrounding a Romanian Horned Dragon. Half of its wings had a big hole, bloody, and the dragon trainers tried to calm it down.

He walked down the hill and observed the dragon up close. It had dark green scales and long golden light horns. His eyes were alert and irritable, and he stomped anxiously.

"Relax-we are not malicious, you need treatment." A wizard shouted, his companions surrounded vigilantly, and wand was always aiming at this Dragon in heat, especially when it was still in heat. I failed, and now I am not in a good mood.

The long Horned Dragon flapped half of its wings, and several fire stars spurted out of its nostrils.

"Be careful, it's going to breathe fire—Charlie, use Stunning Spell!" another wizard shouted.

The dragon trainer named Charlie loudly shouted: "Find the right time and wait for it to expose its abdomen, we will be together-now!"

"Stupefy!" They said in unison. Yelled, Stunning Spell fell like a rocket on the thick skin of the long Horned Dragon abdomen, its propped up hind legs on the verge of collapse, and azure smoke emerged from its nostrils. It bowed its head blankly and looked around, then It fell down very slowly.

"Good job!"

A middle-aged wizard patted Charlie on the shoulder, and said with satisfaction: "I can rest assured that you will lead the team alone." His companion Also come around. Because they live in the wild all the year round, the skin of these people is very rough, brown and black, and they have a weather-beaten feeling.

'It turned out to be him. 'Felix thought, Charlie Weasley, two years younger than him, has a very high innate talent in Quiddich, was once Captain of the Gryffindor team and won the Quiddich Cup.

However, Felix was not interested in Quiddich when he was in school and didn't recognize him for a while. He didn't even remember what Slytherin's Captain was called at the time.

Besides, Charlie Weasley has a very different impression from him. Although he still has a broad face like a good husband, and has the unique freckles of the Weasley family, his skin was not so dark when he was in school. There was no big shiny scar burned by the fire.

Felix stood quietly to the side, but shocked the other people. Their previous attention was focused on Dragon, and they didn't notice that a new person suddenly appeared beside him.

"Who are you? Don't you know it's dangerous here? Are you still so close?" The middle-aged wizard browses tightly knit, and looks at the youngster in front of him. Felix's face is very confusing, making him Thought this was some reckless guy who came to explore with excess curiosity.

There is no shortage of people of this type every year. They often just graduate from school and travel to various places. The Dragon Reserve is a very tempting choice.

"Felix Haip, the ancient runes professor of Hogwarts." Felix said in a relaxed tone: "On behalf of headmaster Albus Dumbledore, reviewing the options for the competition."

Middle-aged male Wu looked at him suspiciously, are the current professors so young?

"Captain!" Charlie Weasley stood up: "I know him, let me receive him."

"He is really a professor?" After getting a positive reply , The Captain waved his hand: "Well, since you are friends, leave it to you. Others! Read the Levitation charm with me and take Dragon away."

Charlie looked at Felix seriously: "Captain is not malicious, he is a good person."

Felix laughed blankly: "Charlie Weasley, I'm very curious about my image in your heart."

Charlie did not speak, what Image? Of course it is the shadow of a generation. As a pure Gryffindor, he was very happy when he watched Felix Pack Slytherin students in school.

This also led to that Felix had a very good reputation in the other three houses at the time, but his offensive was also recognized, and everyone held an attitude of staying away.

"Our living point is over there, I will take you there." Charlie pointed to the foot of the mountain and said, "On the edge of a stream, live in a tent."

Along the way, Charlie He introduced the environment here: "The Carpathian Mountains are huge, occupying 40% of the country's land. In addition to forests, there are rocky beaches, swamps and caves..."

"Dragon does not Will there be wildfires?" Felix asked with interest.

"This kind of situation is relatively rare, they do not rely on fire to prey. For example, the Romanian Horned Dragon just likes to kill the prey with the horns, bring it back to the nest on the mountain and roast the prey with fire. "Familiar." Charlie said: "Only when encountering flexible and difficult opponents or similar fights, do you use fire attack or deterrence, and the winner will often take the initiative to extinguish the flame."

He sighed. Said: "This is their home." The two lifted the head and watched a silver and blue dragon pass through the air.

Charlie took Felix to a tent area, and he could see that he was very popular. When he came over, many people greeted him, and he responded one after another.

"We need to register here, how long do you plan to stay?" He took out a notebook.

Felix thought for a while: "Two or three days, I am very interested here."

Charlie frowned: "I thought it was a long time... I need to apply to Captain, please Wait a minute." He left in a hurry, and it took him a long time to come back, with a puzzled face: "They are out again, I will take you around first."

The sky is getting dark. , On the other side--

Harry, Ron, and Hermione got off the train and walked abroad together at King's Cross Station. Harry was not in a good mood. Even if he had godfather, he had to go back to Dursley’s house. This was what Dumbledore asked, and he couldn't refuse.

And Sirius hasn't appeared for a while. If Harry hadn't received a letter on the train, he would have wondered if Sirius had forgotten that he had a godson.

Mrs. Weasley embraced him warmly and invited him to watch the Quiddich World Cup together, which made Harry feel better, but when they parted, he walked to Uncle Fernon by himself. At that time, his mood became gloomy again.

Two months...

Uncle Vernon greeted him in the usual way. "What's that?" he snarled, staring at the envelope Harry was still holding in his hand. "If that's a form for me to sign again, then you must..."

"It's not a form," Harry said with a sullen face, "It's a letter from my godfather."

"godfather?" Uncle Vernon spits out, "You don't have any godfather!"

"No, I have," Harry said, and his mood began to improve miraculously, "He is my mother My best friend with my dad is a convicted murderer, but he escaped from magic prison. This is what he sent to me, I can show you the name on the letter..."

Uncle Fernon's face twitched, and her small eyes were full of fear.

Harry is still arranging Sirius happily. He wants to fight for some benefits for his long summer vacation: "... Sirius · Black, it was broadcast on TV. He is still at large and has not been caught. However, he is willing to keep in touch with me to confirm whether I am going fast and fast—"

Harry stared wide-eyed, his gaze crossed the fat wall of Uncle Fernon, at the corner of the station, away from them Not far away, a man dressed as a hippie leaned against the corner of the wall. The man was wearing a Peak head hat, covering most of his face, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

The man pushed away the hat, revealing Sirius' brilliant smile: "Harry, you really make me sad to say that..."

"Sirius!" Harry cried out in surprise.