Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

After half an hour, they headed toward the desert on a camel.

Hermione is very fond of Kremi. In the pub chat, when Felix mentioned that Hermione had never taken a camel before, Cremi took them to the local market and rented three camels. Hermione picked a shallow yellow one. Afterwards, Kramy helped her choose a huge sun hat and changed a pair of Martin boots. After putting it on, Hermione felt that her whole person became strange.

However, she declined the "local food" recommended to her by Kremy, and she didn't have much appetite when she looked at it.

There is an endless sea of ​​sand in front of her eyes, and the dunes are connected together in a gentle way. She quickly loses the sense of distance. Looking back, she can still see the buildings in the city. The sun became scorching hot, and when there was no wind, the air was like a huge steamer.

Suddenly, a pleasant coolness ran from the skin to the fingertips. She woke up suddenly, and a small box with a square and chain floated in front of her, which looked like a locket. She reached out and grabbed it, and didn't feel very cold. Turning around, Felix was nodded towards her.

"I only brought one. The company's new product is still being tested." He explained, "But it can cover twenty feet." He called Kramy, and the three walked side by side. , Kremy is clicking one's tongue in wonder on this little thing.

"We also have a similar magic in our tent, but after entering the pyramid, we can’t use it."

Hermione wore a locket, and her whole person became energetic. They were all very interested, such as the plants growing on the rocks in the sand, or the big gecko that suddenly sprang out. They also saw a gray snake.

After walking for almost an hour, the three of them came near a tall pyramid. In the shadows, you could see seven or eight tents, surrounded by scattered equipment, which looked like a small Archaeological team.

Felix moved in his heart: "You have the support of the local government?"

Kremy smiled and said: "Official documents recognized by the government, but this is just a cover." They When they came to the tent camp, they tied the camels to the stakes, and two people came out of the tent. They were the same as Kremy, dressed up and fully integrated into the local area. Felix also saw tourists taking pictures not far away.

"This is Faisal Abdul Iz Campachi Duim—Uh," Kramy looked at the man and asked embarrassingly, "What's behind "

The youngster mumbled said: "You still call me Faisal."

Kremy whispered to them: "Faisal’s name has four stanzas. Each section is equivalent to our full name. I originally wanted to introduce it formally..." As it is not used frequently, I don’t want to raise. The wizard said, "Just call me Rahman." He stretched out his hand and shook Felix.

After some greetings, they agreed to enter the pyramid at two o'clock in the afternoon, "We have to wait for someone from the headquarters." The middle-aged wizard explained.

Kremy brought Felix and Hermione to the back of the tent, "Professor Haip, you live in Bill’s tent. He took away all his personal items. Hermione stayed with me, just to say Talk."

"Bill Weasley isn't here?" Felix asked, and he suddenly thought that Mrs. Weasley mentioned that her two sons, Bill and Charlie, were coming back in a few days. Sure enough, Kramy gave a consistent explanation.

"He is on vacation, and the Quiddich World Cup is about to begin. Most people in the camp take time off to go home," Kremy said, "Otherwise, your old friends will meet again and have a lot to talk about. Unfortunately, I Not interested in Quiddich, so she applied to stay."

Hermione heard Bill Weasley's name, her eyes rolled, "Is Ron’s big brother?"

Felix nodded towards her "Yes, he is here as Curse-Breaker of Gringotts." He looked towards Kramy again, "Ron is the youngest boy in the Weasley Family."

For the rest of the time, Kramy He took out a thick little book and threw out all the accumulated questions. Felix didn’t spend much time to answer them clearly, but Krami was not in a good mood. He gave Hermione a look and found excuses. Go around nearby.

In the tent, Kremy said to Hermione with a little frustration: “Gringotts has newly recruited a graduate of Ravenclaw, and she has a very good grade in magic writing.”

“Who is it? "

Kremy said a name, Hermione didn't say a word, she saw when she was scrolling through the paper, that person is not top-notch among this year's graduates, only Kremi I graduated too early to catch up with the professor’s thinking classroom and a series of magical teaching methods.

"The professor started a new company, did you know?" Hermione asked her tentatively.

"I'm not quite clear," Kramy said hesitantly, "When did it happen?"

"It should be recently, the company's name is'Future World', Professor Lupin — oh, he used to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts, and now he is responsible for managing the future world company — he told me that the professor wants to transform the magic circle.” Hermione whispered.

"Transform the magic circle?" Cremi startled.

"I guess it should change the life of the wizard," Hermione said uncertainly. "I saw the magic lamp and this little thing." She carried the chain of the small box around her neck." I guess the professor must have studied the science and technology products of muggle world in depth. This is very directly reflected in his book..." Longing, sometimes hesitating. On the other side, Felix walked around the Great Pyramid and saw tourists from different countries along the way, but there were not many people. He also helped a large family to take photos and received seven thanks.

In an unremarkable hidden corner of the pyramid, he perceives the existence of magic,'This should be the entrance. 'Felix thought, but he was even more curious about the magic circle environment in Egypt.

According to his observation along the way, at least twelve people are suspected to be wizards-this is normal, after all, Cairo is the capital of Egypt, but what makes him strange is that out of these twelve, five They are all dressed up as witches. They wear exaggerated clothes and sell various mysticism items, such as body protection symbols, voodoo dolls and the like.

Of course, those so-called mysticism objects do not have any traces of magic, otherwise they would not dare to show up.

A pair of tourists passed by him, Felix heard a word or two between them——

"I heard...Gypsy witch...very famous... "

"Really? Then you must try it!"

Felix blinked his eyes, he hung behind the two of them, and came to a prominently dressed tent lined up there. After a long line, Felix stayed quietly for a while, and heard a lot of magical deeds about this fortune-teller named "Thea Vera".

It is said that her crystal ball and tarot card divination are very effective, and many people come all the way to see her.

Although the line is long, the speed of advancement is not slow. Many people have just entered in less than half a minute before leaving dejectedly.

An experienced person next to him said: "This is because this person's fate is too obscure, and witch is not willing to spend any effort to help him." However, no one thinks that witch ability is low and chooses to leave. Instead, everyone believes more. NS.

Felix is ​​also very curious. He has just switched to the magic perspective. There is indeed an obscure aura in the tent, which shows that the person inside is a real wizard.

Vagado...Divination...

Felix looked thoughtful, Africa indeed inherited a branch of prophecy magic, witch sacrifice, but he learned that this prophecy magic It's not much better than dark magic. It is often at the expense of injured limbs, it is difficult to recover, and the result is not necessarily accurate.

He thought it was unbelievable that a witch would do fortune-telling for an ordinary person, and even openly started a business.

He glanced at the line of lines behind him, a little slapped, she was not afraid of sudden death the next day? Or taken away by the people of Ministry of Magic?

When it was his turn, almost an hour passed, a calm female voice shouted through the tent: "Come in." Felix walked into the tent, the hot air outside was isolated, and the strong spices smoked. When she got drunk, he looked towards witch. There were six or seven slap-sized incense burners beside her, surrounded by various mysticism items in a mess. Most of them had no magic power fluctuations. The few that deserved his attention were gypsy. witch himself, the crystal ball in front of witch, and...witch’s purple hair.

Yes, in Felix's vision, the magical brilliance of this strange witch's hair is not inferior to her.

"We need to do a test, I won't spend the hard-won spiritual power on or on--" She stuttered suddenly, and the witch, who was pretending to be half-closed, opened suddenly. Eyes.

Under the gaze of Felix and her, a piece of hair on witch's head suddenly broke and burned out of thin air.

Her voice is no longer calm and composed, without any emotions. Instead, she whispered and hurriedly said: "This wizard friend, I have a serious license and got permission from the Ministry of Magic. You Don’t bother me..."

"clang bang!"

Felix threw her a small bag of Gold Galleon, and a few golden coins rolled on the table mischievously, crookedly , Slipped from the edge of the table near Witch, and fell into Witch's hands.

"Do you accept this?"

"Of course, big business." Witch looked at the Galleon in his hand carefully, turned the bag on the table, and said with great experience "At least fifty Galleons, are you the prodigal aristocrat in Europe—cough cough, aristocrat heir?"

She looked at Felix’s face, her eyes on his black hair and blue eyes Pause slightly. Before he answered, she got up from her seat, walked out of the tent, and said a few words to the people outside, and the crowd gradually dispersed.

"Okay," Witch came back with brisk steps. She stretched her waist and wiped her hand on her face. All kinds of thick oils and paintings immediately disappeared, revealing a young brown black face.

She looks in her twenties at most.

"Are you not a gypsy witch?" Felix said amused.

The witch hummed disdainfully, "There is only the Vagado witch, there is no gypsy witch."

"I come from Britain--"

" Almost as I guessed." She took out a pear and gnawed it.

"Is a professor—"

"Katzkatz...Hogwarts?"

"At the invitation of Kremy Vera— —"

The witch finally put down the half-eaten pear, "You mean Kramy? The Gringotts little girl under the guise of the scientific expedition team?"

Felix smiled Nodded.

"Since it was introduced by a friend, then I am definitely not lying." Witch patted her chest and said, "Rifiting, my name." She added, "Real name."

"Refitting," Felix chewing on the name, "Does that mean...the genius of genius?"

"Is it not like? I took it myself." Refitting said "When I was a kid, I was wandering around with a gypsy circus. One day in my dream, the dream messenger told me that I was the chosen one and I was allowed to enter Vagado to study magic. When I woke up, I found that I was holding a piece of tape in my hand. Stones with inscriptions."

"Standard admissions procedures."

"Yes, but I was young at the time and thought I was the chosen one, so I urgently took it for myself. I had a nice name, and I was looking forward to it day and night, waiting to flex my muscles. After I went in, I found that the same group of nearly a thousand people enrolled in school..." she said mockingly.

"Then why did you choose divination?"

Refitting scratched his head: "Maybe influenced by my childhood, I did not choose the traditional strong subjects of Vajda—— Transformation, potion, alchemy and astronomy, but chose the remote divination, but I am indeed a masterpiece genius, improved this extremely dangerous dark magic."

"Use hair as the price of spell use? "Felix asked. Compared with the original version, which often damages limbs, this improvement is really clever.

"Yes, but there is so much hair. I have to save a little. Do you have any recommended shampoo?"

"Um...I know someone , His bird and snake egg shampoo is good, but I guess you can't buy it. Potter's is also good—"

"I've heard of the latter." Refitting said.

"Since you have improved the witch sacrifice prophecy magic, can you make a prediction for me?" Felix asked softly.

Refitting shook her head quickly, "No, no, I can’t prophesy to the wizard."

"Too much cost?"

"See that one Is there burning hair? Before I graduate, I want to do fortune-telling for the headmaster. Your results are the same." Refitting made a burning motion, "My teacher gave me a handful of hair before telling me, If I do divination on a powerful wizard, I will lose my life!"

She picked up the pear again, "This is the last lesson she taught me, and then I will graduate. Later I found out that it is difficult to find a job like me. I thought, since the price of divination for the wizard is too great, what about the ordinary person?"

"So you chose this place? Tourist divination?"

"Isn’t it smart? I choose my divination objects carefully and make vague predictions. Someone’s trajectory is always easier to judge. I also use these gadgets as a disguise. This..." She pointed to the various mysticism items in the tent, "It cost 2,000 Egyptian pounds in total."

"It's less than a hundred pounds, which is really cheap. However, you said earlier that you got it. Ministry of Magic's permission-"Felix is ​​very curious whether this is considered a violation of the confidentiality law and exposing the magic circle.

"How do you say?" Refitting looked at him with a distressed expression, "I know the confidentiality law, you want to ask this, don't you? But the situation in each country is different..."

She gritted the pear core with her teeth, pulled her hands left and right, and said vaguely: "In Africa, mysticism is very popular. It is difficult to distinguish between true and false. Everyone is used to it. I was invited by the leader of the tribe to share the experience of praying for rain."

"Do you still pray for rain?"

"Neither can they! A few words of flattery will give you a lot of gold."

Felix was eye-opening. These things could not be seen or heard in the black market. The two chatted for a long time. Before leaving, Rui Fei Ding stopped him.

"Are you the helper Kramy called for help?" she asked cautiously.

"How did you know?"

"This was a big deal, and that person was almost saved. I went and took a look. His face was swollen like a coconut. Overgrown with weeds..."

She looked at Galleon on the table, gritted her teeth, "Since you paid my salary for two months, I will help you take a look--but I won't give You divination! Don’t even think about it!"

"Then what do you mean?"

"Call other people to join you in the pyramid, the weaker the better ."

Ten minutes later, Hermione sat in front of Refitting with a blank face, and Refitting changed back to the gypsy outfit, with painted patterns on her face.

"There are only three of us here." Felix said amusedly.

"This is a respect for magic." Refitting retorted solemnly.

Hermione timidly asked: "That...Professor? What are we going to do?"

"Divination, child, I want to do a divination for you." Refitting calmly, The distant voice said, this reminded Hermione of Trelawny who was dressed up as God, playing the Devil in the school.

Are all the fortune-tellers in the world carved out of one mold?

Refitting stared at Hermione carefully, "I need a strand of your hair...you have a lot of hair, but the quality is not very good." She suddenly reached out and pulled off a few strands of hair. , "Ouch!" Hermione cried out in pain, and glared at her.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I will invite you to eat pears later." Refitting comforted her. She twisted Hermione's hair, her brown hair was constantly twisting, and she was talking to Refitting The place where the finger touched, constantly solidified into silver white, like a silver wire.

When the edges of the hair were completely solidified, Refitting let go, and the hair shattered like fragile porcelain against the black velvet on the table.

Refitting held her breath, carefully observed these powders, twirling with her fingers from time to time.

"Strange..." she said.

"Ha, this answer is not surprising to me." Hermione mumbled, reaching out and rubbing her head.

"No, I’m surprised that your silhouette is hidden in the mist, it’s not particularly clear, but... it’s not like it has been before." Refitting shrugged, "Don’t worry, you guys this time It's safe, at least you are safe."

"I really embarrass you." Hermione showed a mocking expression, she hurt her hair a little bit.

"You're welcome." Refitting showed off her face-changing technique in front of her. Hermione was stunned for a while, and even forgot to refuse the pear she handed over.

On the way back, Hermione asked about the origins of Refitting. Felix said simply that when they returned to the camp, they saw a short silhouette in a suit, about three or four feet tall. Has a pair of pointed ears.

If it wasn't for the skin color, he almost thought it was house elf Dobby. But this is actually a Goblin, a Goblin from Gringotts.