Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

In classroom 7, a dark Chamber of Secrets.

Cedric · Diggory, Roger Davis and Collins Foley form a three-person squad to play against a dark green Basilisk that is more than fifty feet long.

"Collins! Your direction!" Cedric shouted.

Collins closed her eyes immediately, and in the next second, she noticed a cold gaze towards her, her body began to stiffen, and the magic power in her body seemed to solidify little by little, as if to make her The whole person was frozen to stone, but she knew that this was the effect of the super-sensation curse.

"I'm not squib!"

She staggered back, gasping for breath. "Sou!" An air-splitting sound started, and the palm-sized stone glided across her forehead, and a bit of blood was drawn on the sharp edge.

She lowered her body silently, waiting quietly for the opportunity.

"Roger! It's going to see you!"

She heard Cedric's voice again, opened her eyes suddenly, and the "Conjunctivitis Curse" that had been brewing for a long time flew out immediately. Before he could confirm the result of the battle, he stepped back far, blocking a few broken stones in front of him.

"Only the left eye is left!" Davis' voice reminded.

A few minutes later, Basilisk fell down with wounds all over his body. It was breathing, but it was covered in wounds and blinded. Under normal circumstances, it is not far from death.

They came together from different places, silently watching Basilisk scattered into countless green light spots, and a sense of accomplishment poured out in their hearts.

Roger Davis sat slumped on the ground with exhaustion, regardless of his image, anyway, they had seen the worst appearance. This is the fifth time they have faced Basilisk, and the first four times were the result of annihilation.

"Amazing victory!" Flitwick screamed and appeared, his two legs turned into hazy smoke, holding a long trajectory, and suddenly appeared in front of them.

Cedric grinned. This was after he was holding on to Shield Charm and passing through a black bat cave, when he saw this image of Professor Flitwick again.

The current four administrators have significant and character differences——

Professor Charms and Ravenclaw head Flitwick are always passionate, and they do not hesitate to praise students for any progress, even Behaved somewhat frightened and flustered; Professor transfiguration and Gryffindor head McGonagall showed a serious and meticulous character. She would appear at first and give them some useful advice; and when he was young, Headmaster Dumbledore liked and People chat, his keenness and insight made the students blushed with shame.

Professor Haip of ancient runes is the most unusual. He often shows up when they pass through the level, stares at them, and points out mistakes in a less pleasant way at the right time, and he is also happy to personally demonstrate the customs clearance method for them after they fail—using their own Way.

"...You should find that seeing Basilisk’s eyes can cause death... This is actually a misinformation. Killing a wizard is not easy, if there is no magic power Play a role in it, and you will find that their eyes are not much different from ordinary snakes."

Flitwick made a summary of customs clearance as usual and gave an evaluation of their behavior.

"Professor, Basilisk in Chamber of Secrets caused petrified of a student and a cat the year before last." Cedric asked puzzledly.

"This doesn’t mean anything. Basilisk was in an attacking state. Any creature that appeared in front of it would be attacked. There is no reason to think that when it is alone, it still maintains a large group of magic power in its eyes. "

Collins calmly analyzed: "Professor Flitwick, can I think that Basilisk’s gaze is similar to our magic and is controlled?"

Flitwick nodded, sharp Claiming praise: "Yes, according to the results of Severus dissection Basilisk, that's it!"

"Any other examples to support it, Professor?" Cedric asked.

"Of course! Take the invisible beast as an example..." Flitwick whispered.

Cedric, they dragged their tired bodies out of the Chamber of Secrets, the dark, wet, rugged, narrow room slowly disappeared behind them, they are standing on the white light slippery floor at the moment, endless In the space, three buildings of different sizes and styles are strangely joined together.

Felix and Professor Sprout came to face each other, they immediately squinted their eyes and stared at the clothes of the two professors. This is a skill that everyone has mastered in the past month-the administrator of classroom 7, the clothes will It emits a faint, silver light.

This is one of the ways to distinguish between reality and illusion.

And these two people... are real.

"Professor Sprout, Professor Haip!" The three said hello. Felix and Sprout responded gently and nodded, and walked deeper.

"Cedric, what do you think they are here for?" Davis asked.

Cedric's gaze stopped on the backs of the two professors, suddenly showing a surprised expression, his gray eyes looked very eager, "Maybe we are about to welcome a new professor soon..."

The always calm Collins Foley was slightly surprised: "Don't!"

"Why?" Cedric stared at her, Ms. Sprout was his head.

"Think about which class she teaches," Collins closed his eyes, "I gave up Herbology in the Sixth Year, I just don't want to take care of more and more distorted and ugly plants..."

She said with trembling lips: "The stinging poisonous tentacles, the biting fangs geranium, the greasy gills, the pus-splattered Mimbulus Mimbletonia... Take Bubotuber as an example, the second year only needs to be far away. Observing from a distance, Fourth Year is about to squeeze pus on them. What is Sixth Year?"

She turned her head and looked towards Cedric.

Cedric said bitterly: "Peeling dead skin and pollinating."

……

In the depths of classroom 7, the two professors quietly Standing.

A silver, short silhouette appeared in front of them, and it became clearer and clearer. Felix felt like he saw a pair of twins, both of whom had flowing gray hair and a thick hat full of patches.

Sprout’s memory hummed, and happily pulled up a number of magical plants from the void of air. Whomping Willow alone planted more than a dozen plants back and forth. She took a flexible step and sprinkled one after another black seed. After a while, clusters of black thorns grew to five or six feet high.

Beside Felix, Professor Sprout looked at the scene enviously, black thorns entwined with each other to form a high wall.

"I once suggested Dumbledore to plant a circle next to the Forbidden Forest, but the workload was too much and I had to give up in the end."

"Uh, I want a student We have some headaches..."

At the same time, Weasley twin complained in the common room, feeling that he seemed to have forgotten how to fly. Harry, who was busy making up his homework, was surprised to find that he hadn't touched the broomstick for a long time.

So in the evening, he pulled Ron and Hermione, who seemed to drown himself in the sea of ​​books, and slipped to the Quiddich stadium.

The southeast corner of the Quiddich stadium is already occupied by a construction site. A dozen houses are connected together to form a ring, which together guard the tallest building in the center-it It's almost a spire.

Some workers are busy with the last part of the work.

They looked far away for a while, then sat on their broomsticks to enjoy the cool October wind. Hermione sat on the broom, let the broom three feet off the ground, slowly circling the stadium, Harry controlled the Firebolt, accelerating and accelerating continuously, turning into the shadow of a scarlet. He flew higher and higher, farther and farther, and from hundreds of feet, he saw Hagrid approaching carrying a piece of wood that was at least thirty feet tall.

"Hagrid, do you need help?" He swooped over, circled Hagrid, and stopped in front of him.

Hagrid looked at him suspiciously.

Harry didn’t say much, took out the wand, and read the incantion: "Wingardium Leviosa!"

Hagrid turned the wood on his shoulder and said coarsely, "It’s kind of useful. ..." They returned to the stadium together, and a red-faced wizard wearing a sunhat on the construction site shouted: "Here...Hagrid! Work harder, we can finish it today."

Hagrid carried He stood up with the wood without much effort, and Harry could see that this was a supporting pillar of the house.

The shouting red-faced wizard chanted incantion and fixed the pillar. The two people next to him held the blueprint and kept looking at it. One of them complained: "Are they going to move the school over? Finn? ...Reserve some place, we need to set aside a place for the statue."

"Statue? What statue?" the wizard named Finn yelled.

"They bring their own, but we need to reserve a place, understand? A huge Thunderbird will be placed where you are standing."

Harry found Hagrid, Inquired: "This is...?"

"The resident of the Ifamoni School." Hagrid said succinctly. He looked at Hermione and Ron, who was enthusiastically walking around the Quiddich doorpost. The circle shuttled back and forth, yelling excitedly.

Hagrid said thoughtfully: "It seems that you are not restrained during this time. You can come to me for tea when you have time. Luna and Ginny will come often, and Firenze..."

"Luna and Ginny?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Yeah, I know a lot from them. Ginny thought about letting me borrow Aragog to try if Ron is really not afraid of spiders. You know-she I've always been curious..."

"Aragog still...well, is it okay?" Harry asked. He actually wanted to say if the old spider was dead, but it didn't seem very polite.

"Make do." Hagrid mumbled said, "To be honest, it's not good. It has always wanted to go back to the Forbidden Forest, but the Acromantula lair has no place for it. It can't see through... Felix every month I have to use spell-use the shrinking spell, so that I can put it out regularly, not always in a cage...bask in the sun, and some frog eggs are also good..."

The babbled talk surprised Harry, he seemed to have missed a lot of things.

When they returned from the stadium, Hermione was still complaining, she missed 50 pages of books, but her expression was smiling, Harry and Ron were used to her insincereness, Ron said he The Divination homework is not finished yet.

"You don't seem to be anxious at all?" Hermione looked at him suspiciously.

"Thanks to visiting the Restricted Section with Harry during this time, we have a lot of new ideas," Ron said, "This helps us maintain a good grade."

"Yes, you get high scores by making up your own bad luck," Hermione said. "Are you sure Trelawny can know the effects of the curse in the Restricted Section?"

Ron's expression is not so confident Now, looking at Harry hesitantly.

At this moment, they walked into the hall and posted a notice on the big bulletin board. A large group of students huddled together underneath.

'Triwizard Tournament: Representatives of Ifamoni will arrive at 10 am on Sunday, October 16. Teachers and students, please prepare in advance—'

"I knew it!" Ron said loudly, as if he had discovered some truth: "No wonder the professors reminded us of etiquette repeatedly these past two days. !"

Harry didn't speak, his mind had already flown for two days, Ifamoni...what would their students be like?