Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

Felix came out of the makeshift tent, looked through the simple pillars of the stand, and saw several silhouettes busy in the distance. Among them, Hagrid's rough voice was easily recognizable.

He walked over and watched the burly Hagrid holding a bunch of entangled iron chains. With a "peng" sound, he slammed into the open space next to the blue Swedish Short-Snout, and Charlie raised it. Wand, the chain raised its head and swam to the Dragon like a snake-it was still unconscious, and from time to time two fire stars spewed from its nose-"ka-cha!" The chain was wrapped around its ankle.

"Okay," Charlie wiped his sweat, "Hagrid, you better step back..."

"It's sleeping soundly." Hagrid said with a face Stroking obsessively the spikes on the head of Swedish Short-Snout.

"Felix," Charlie walked over and said hello, looking at Hagrid somewhat helplessly: "If it hunts in the dream...it would be uncomfortable to catch it."

Felix looked around all around, a few conscious Dragons roared low, and there were still many staff members in the venue. After they took off the fire hat, many faces were familiar.

"When are you going to leave? There should be celebrations in the evening."

Charlie lifts the head, thought about it seriously, "I will stay tonight, not for celebration ……It is a task arranged by mother. She asked me to talk to Ron and them to make sure that their young minds are not out of trouble."

"Mrs. Weasley is worried?"

"Ah, how should I put it, she's already flustered enough..." He imitated Mother's anxious voice: "How can they participate in the Contest? They are too young! Ronnie was bitten by Pukwudgie when he Packed the garden. Wow, crying..."

The next second, his face became serious, and he said solemnly: "We dare not tell her the truth. Fortunately, there are not many introductions in the newspaper. She turned the paper. I didn’t see much useful information, but I found a lot of gossip—Daddy was very happy that her attention was diverted and discussed with her whether Krum secretly changed her age...just kidding."

Felix laughed blankly, and Mrs. Weasley chirp chirp twitter twitter appeared in his mind, with a worried look on his face.

"It seems that she doesn't know much about Dragon."

He got close to the black Hungarian Horntail, which leaned down funnyly, lowering a huge ferocious head. Without the arrogance on the field, even the eyes of yellow became more pleasing to the eye.

"Don't breathe at me." Felix muttered, patted the thorns on its head, "didn't expect you are a female dragon. Didn't you recognize that the egg you protected before was not your own?"

The Hungarian Horntail gasped for a second, and its breath rolled up the dust on the ground. It looked towards the surrounding staff with dissatisfaction.

"Oh, it seems that they not only snatched your egg, but also recite Confundus Charm to you. It's terrifying..." He said as he moved to the neck of the Hungarian Horntail and looked at one of the black spots. Bright black scales.

He once transferred the Ministry of Magic's non-disclosure agreement to it. Now that the game is over, the effect of the contract has disappeared.

"We didn't grab its child." Charlie said. From his perspective, only half of Felix's body can be seen, as if being eaten by Dragon in one bite. He couldn't help it. Smacking: "Tsk! It's a good relationship."

"Are you going to the castle?" Felix asked before leaving.

"When the work is over, I will go to the owl shed first, write to the house and tell my mother what happened today." His face suddenly wrinkled, "Maybe not' Everything', at least I won't say its height."

He pointed to the huge Hungarian Horntail and said, the Dragon glanced at him disdainfully.

Felix walks back with the reluctant Hagrid. Hagrid looks back one step at a time. The big feet like a boat walk more slowly than Felix.

"Blast-Ended Skrewt is okay?" he asked.

"It's okay, a batch of dead, too much lettuce..." Hagrid said in his head, and when he heard Dragon's roar, he immediately turned his head to look.

"Will they hibernate?"

"Oh, uh...hibernation?" Hagrid came back to his senses, staring at him blankly, "This is a problem. I never thought..." He pondered and said, "Although Manticore does not hibernate, fire crabs do hibernate. You are right, I should prepare early."

Felix nodded, he does not Concerned about Blast-Ended Skrewt, I just want to divert Hagrid's attention.

Blast-Ended Skrewt is bred from the above two kinds of magical creatures. There are actually many creatures of this kind, magic circle, but few can exist stably. Most of them were born because of the participation of wizards. Creatures are often submerged in a long river of time, and only those ancient magic scripts record the traces of their existence.

The two separated near Hagrid's hut.

When I walked into the castle, the auditorium was noisy. There were all four house members. They were singing happily as if they were celebrating the festival. With the explosion of "crackle", the firecracker violently It exploded, forming an image of a running "Medieval Wizard Dragon Quest".

There were loud cheers in the crowd.

Six champions were surrounded by students and looked uncomfortable. Cedric smiled shyly. Roger Davis held a goblet by holding a wine and sat quietly. As Collins was talking, he would stroke his flowing hair from time to time. Not far from them, Harry and Hermione were sitting on the long Gryffindor table eating food quickly-they were starving, listening to Ron sitting on the dinning table telling stories vividly, holding a strawberry pie in their hands .

Felix estimated the time. It is obvious that there is no meal now. It should be the students who robbed Hogwarts' kitchen.

Weasley twin stood with his friend Lee Jordan. Fred De kept rubbing his hands, and George desperately stopped him, "Think about it, we will become public enemies of the whole school."

Lee Jordan also winked at him and motioned to Professor Haip behind him.

Fred De turned his head and grinned, "Okay." He had to give up the extremely tempting idea and put away the big dung bomb in his hand.

Then he took out a bag of custard biscuits like a magic trick, "How about trying this? We are responsible for enlivening the atmosphere, Joko’s firework Immemorial board is on."

"Would you like to taste, Professor?"

Felix twisted a biscuit, looked around, and flew out of the biscuit a beautiful canary, spinning around the three of them Two laps, quickly disappeared.

"It tastes a little strange, is it because of the addition of magic?" he asked with a smile.

Twin shrank his neck, pulling Lee Jordan, who wanted to brace oneself to explain, and slid away quickly. They shuttled through the crowd, arranged traps one by one, then squeezed into Harry's handful of people, and handed them to Ron who was happily describing their own journey.

"Oh, thanks—" Ron took the biscuit without looking, and took a bite: "Where did I go? Hungarian Horntail Spitfire—Hermione's Fire Phoenix and Harry are dealing with it , Very thrilling, I said to myself that something must be done, so I calmly read out a powerful incantion——"

"Are you talking about lighting?" Fred was smiling, "I Count, there are at least twenty people in the school who know this magic."

"That's different!" Ron argued, "Sit comfortably on a soft cushion and chant a spell under a Dragon eyelid. It feels completely different, I said—it’s at least sixty feet!" At this moment, he suddenly turned into a huge canary, sitting on the long table of Gryffindor, scared Everyone jumped.

"It's a canary cookie..." Hermione took a look and said quickly.

"How do you know?" Harry asked, looking at the big canary with interest. It turned around blankly, making everyone laughed heartily.

"Fred and George posted a small advertisement in the common room." Hermione said.

After half a minute, Ron began to shed his hair and his feathers flew around. He flushed and said faintly: "you two...beware of me chanting evil curses..."

"Oh ~ After facing Dragon, it is different, and I have the courage to speak harshly... So, can you continue to tell the story between you and Dragon, Mr. Champion? We are all very curious." Fred bowed, politely Ask.

"Of course! I didn't just rely on my lips." Ron was happy.

Filch and his Mrs. Norris stayed in the corner. He kept flexing and stretching his fingers, hesitating whether to step forward to stop them-but they were too crowded, almost all the students in the school were there. Professor Flitwick on the side said understandingly: "Let the students celebrate and I will remind them of Pack."

Felix paced next to Snape. The polished armor resembled it, and it didn't fit into the cheerful atmosphere.

"They did a good job, didn't they? There are also Slytherin house students."

"Do you want me to write a letter of praise, Felix?" Snape said, aside Tuck your arm into the black cloak.

Felix murmured, sounding like "I hope so."

"I heard that Moody turned your office upside down?"

"The power given by our headmaster," Snape said softly as he watched a sudden appearance in the auditorium. Only a'canary' with a disgusted expression, "You can't avoid it, it's best to hide those shady things...Mad-Eye Moody not only has good eyes, but also has a good nose."

"Oh, I will." Felix said with a big smile.