Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

Draco Malfoy’s slightly pointed face became stunned. He lifted the head eagerly and looked at Felix intently, as if he wanted to read the true meaning from the calm face of the professor. .

"Plenty of sleep will make a person feel satisfied. I don’t tell him for ordinary people." Felix said, "It’s a big meal with mention on equal terms, but you have to wait until Halloween. There are a lot of exotic food..."

After he left, Draco remained where he was. The light gray eyes kept turning, not sure if he escaped.

Professor Haip is a person who is afraid of trouble, which has been recognized by the teachers and students of the school to some extent.

For example, he will put a lot of homework on the'answer parchment', because this can greatly save the time for correction. Similarly, although he has no fewer tests in class than other professors, he is the only one who requires students to answer questions in a fixed format.

There is a gossip that this will facilitate a very special kind of high level magic puppet to correct the test paper.

Apart from this, there are other supporting evidence. Professor Haip seldom puts students in confinement, even the number of deduct points is very few. Not only one student from Hufflepuff met this professor in the kitchen, they also discussed the experience of eating fish together, which he improved from the Bone Extraction Curse. The'fishbone curse' was once popular in schools.

However, if a student asks him about this in class, or wants to learn food incantion, they will find that their homework measurement is up to a step, and this trend will slowly decline. .

And now Draco · Malfoy is considering the question-Professor Haip took over from Professor McGonagall, if he didn't mention it later, would he just get over it like this?

He spent two days in trepidation, being careful in the Study of Ancient Runes and potion classes, not daring to look at the two professors. He didn't even participate in the excitement of Neville Longbottom burning the cauldron-this is very rare, and I don't know when the results of that Longbottom will get better and better.

Care of Magical Creatures is also hard to endure. You have to endure the mocking eyes of the stupid Gryffindor students, especially the Weasley, who laughs when he sees himself, and always pretends to slapping his trouser legs to make him dark I wanted to recite a curse for him. It would be great if Weasley spit a slug again, but unfortunately he didn't find the incantation in the library.

The big man Hagrid asked them to look after Blast-Ended Skrewt in class as usual, and the students were very reluctant. It is a slimy gray insect, a bit like a large lobster without its shell, with many feet in a mess. Hundreds of them are packed in a box, squeezed and wiped, crawling around, flowing out like a Snot. Slime.

Although he doesn't like Gryffindor, the girl named "Lavender Brown" screamed "disgusting!" while feeding these six-inch insects and eating lettuce, he still felt happy. However, Crabbe's mindless overturned the incubator, and the Blast-Ended Skrewt fled all around with sparks in the tail section. A rotten smell of fish and shrimp permeated the clearing, making them vomit into the dark, not straight. Get up...

Thursday was a special day, and he saw Moody again.

Moody is still so crazy, openly demonstrating Unforgivable Curse in class. When talking about the death curse, Moody grinned and said: "The Avada Kedavra curse needs very powerful magic power as a foundation-you can all take out the wand, aim at me, and read this incantion. I suspect that I can only Will bleed some nosebleeds."

He admitted that there was a momentary heartbeat, just like the gloomy thoughts mentioned by Professor Haip, and he also found desperately that he could not brave the courage to point at the ugly one with wand nose.

On Friday, he saw Professor Haip again, and unexpectedly found that the classroom of Study of Ancient Runes was greatly changed. The soft light illuminates the room very brightly. He lifts the head together with other students. Look at the magic lamp made up of animals that symbolize the four houses.

"Professor Haip, will other classrooms at Hogwarts switch to magic lights?" A girl raised her hand to ask.

"Your question has nothing to do with the classroom, Miss Parvati. However, what can be revealed is that people from the'Future World' will come to the school in two days to discuss this part of the matter."

Felix smiled and said: "I personally think that magic lamps are much better than kerosene lamps or magic flames. At least you don't have to worry about hurting your eyes when you are reading in the classroom and library."

Under the podium, Harry and Ron whispering--

"Isn't the'future world' owned by Professor Haip?" Ron asked inexplicably.

"Maybe he is still holding a teaching position in the school, it is not convenient," Harry said, with some expectations, "Maybe we can meet Professor Lupin."

" And Penelope." Ron said without hesitation, revealing a message. "Before the start of school, Percy took her to the house. Mother talked about marriage and scared her away."

Felix cleared his throat and glanced around, the young woman underneath. The wizards quieted down.

He clapped his hands, "Well, students, today we will translate a manuscript. You have been exposed to excerpts from it during the Third Year..."

The rest In twenty minutes, Felix arranged for the students to study by themselves. Hermione completed the homework on the'answer parchment' in only ten minutes, while Harry and Ron were still biting quill and thinking hard.

"How did you do it?" Ron asked her.

"It's all the content of memory, and you don't need to use your brain. It's much easier than you make up some unlucky things to fool Trelawny." Hermione said, she looked at the professor sitting behind the podium, and he was holding it. A half-virtual and half-real book, throwing in a few magic symbols from time to time.

"The Book of Magic Text..." she murmured.

"What?" Harry asked. With only a few minutes left before get out of class, he finished the last part, lifting the head from the parchment, just to hear Hermione's lightly said.

"The Book of Magic Texts," Hermione repeated, "I wish I could do it too." Felix turned another page on the stage. She blinked and seemed to see black lightning flash by.

Ron whispered to Harry: "As long as I don't talk about'vomiting', I can accept everything."

Harry wants to laugh a little, Hermione is in the library these days Looking through the information about house elf, I was indignant at the unfair treatment they had received over the centuries, and established a charity organization, the House Elf Rights Promotion Association, with the same initials as the word "vomit".

Hermione said emotionally: "You shouldn't say that, you are the treasurer of the organization—"

"Yes," Ron said, "Harry is still a secretary. , Shall we write down everything you say now? But we are busy, and we will participate in the championship training on the weekend..."

"That is the matter of the Sixth Seventh Year." Hermione He raised his eyebrows and stared at him ugly.

"But the bulletin board didn't say that only six Seventh Year students can go. Let's see if it works." Ron whispered, asking Harry for support, Harry suddenly nodded beside him.

What else did Hermione want to say. At this moment, the school bell rang, and Ron and Harry immediately ran out, standing at the door, looking far away. It took a long time for Hermione to get out of it, and she looked high-spirited and vigorous when she met again.

"I asked Professor Haip! The way to enter the kitchen, you only need to find a pair of portrait pears and tickle it." Hermione said: "It seems that the professor also supports it. Me."

"He agreed!?" Ron asked incredulously, "He agreed to put the'vomit' badge on his body? What position did you give him?"

"Oh, no." Hermione's face collapsed. "The professor said he must think carefully, but—"

"The professor suggested that I go to the kitchen to have a look, chat with the house elf, and write A "Hogwarts kitchen house elf actual situation survey report."

Ron whispered his thoughts quietly: "I guess Professor Haip just can't escape, so I found something for her to do."

Harry thought about the reaction of Professor Haip when he was asked to join the strange organization, and he agreed with Ron's guess. Maybe this was the truth.

He secretly got angry with himself, why did he didn't expect this method?

If you knew it long ago, there would be no more meetings to discuss the establishment declaration and rules of the organization.

……

Saturday morning, the sky was a bit gloomy. Students in small groups appeared in classroom 7 and many more people came than expected. Many students in the second year hold candies and snacks, and they look at the excitement.

Harry was very impressed with this place. When selecting members of the Magic Club, he and Ron followed Hermione to receive the students who came to sign up and asked them to fill in some forms and notes.

He also defeated Malfoy here and won the Third Year duel championship, rewarded by learning Disapparation three years in advance.

But after a summer vacation, the magic here is a bit deserted, and you can see the white wall from a distance, which is the border of the room, and half of the ceiling is exposed in the blue clear sky.