Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

The tone of December is squally wind and blizzard. Compared with the vast expanse of Heaven and Earth, Hogwarts Castle is like a small animal with a white felt hat in the snow.

For example, a sniff.

A pair of students from Hogwarts stood chatting in the courtyard. "Come here a little bit," Eleanor said, and she took a locket out of her thin dress pocket and watched it carefully. "I remember that there are buttons to adjust the range..."

The boy next to her hesitated and sat a little closer. Caldwell watched her fiddle with the knob on the locket intently.

"What is this?" he asked curiously.

"The thermostat locket, mother sent me." Eleanor lowered his head to study, and explained. "Okay!"

"What...wow." Caldwell exclaimed, he felt a warm breath seeping in through the cold clothes, a little bit at first It was uncomfortable, because the heat made him suddenly realize how cold his outer clothes were, but soon, he squinted his eyes comfortably.

It seems to be back to summer suddenly.

"I said why you didn't put on the thick wool cloak, it turns out there is this...this thermostat box!" Caldwell said, his face flushed with the heat. He quickly loosened the thick scarf wrapped around his neck.

"It's a thermostat locket," Eleanor repeated, and then showed the locket to him. "There are two knobs on it, one control range, one temperature control, which is the new company of the'future world' Mother immediately mailed the product to me via owl."

"Future world?" Caldwell heard another unfamiliar word.

"Oh! This is a very famous company recently, and their news is everywhere. The magic light show, the collaboration with The Weird Sisters, in the branches of Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade... They also launched I have a list of products that will be on sale. There are more than a dozen of them. I especially want the emerald crown."

Caldwell looked at her enviously, "You know so much, unlike me. I don’t understand anything."

"Because my mother is a wizard, she graduated from Hufflepuff—just like me, she told me the little secret of the kitchen..." Eleanor said with squinting eyes. She has white hair and a round face.

"So don't worry, just ask me if you don't understand." She patted her chest and said.

They sat on the bench in the courtyard, watching the men and women who walked leisurely on the weekend, pointing fingers to everyone passing by.

"Look, that person is Slytherin, you can tell from the color of his scarf."

"The two girls are holding magic puppets, they are Study of Ancient Runes props, I guess they are looking for a secluded place to play."

"Ha, look at that guy, does his clothes look like young wizard Mick? Especially the way he scratches his head , So silly..." Eleanor giggled.

Caldwell listened carefully, then pointed to a person in the distance, "Professor Moody!"

The two fell silent and watched Moody's drag in silence. One leg, approaching and leaving from a distance. They held their breath until he turned a corner and the "crunchy" snow stepping finally disappeared.

"He is really scary, isn't he?" Eleanor said softly.

"Yes, you are right," Caldwell agreed. "You can't believe how terrifying he was when he yelled at me on the day he chose the champion. The tattered nose is less than three inches away from me, thanks to a young professor who saved me..."

"Stop talking." Eleanor immediately remembered that she was dyed Puffskein in class Picture of Professor Moody rebuke.

Under the action of the constant temperature locket, the biting cold wind turned into a cool spring breeze, which was slightly cool, but it made Caldwell comfortable. He felt that Eleanor had adjusted the temperature of the locket too high Now, the two of them seemed to be sitting by the fireplace, and the surrounding snow unconsciously fainted.

"What's that?" Caldwell said suddenly. He pointed to the snow in the courtyard. "There is something underneath."

"I don't know." Eleanor said that she took the wand out of her pocket and looked at the snow warily. Caldwell also had a lesson, but they were all First-year students and did not learn a few useful incantions.

"It must be a living creature!" Caldwell said. They raised their legs and placed them on the edge of the chairs, watching something in the snow cutiously dragging out a long trajectory. Then he stopped not far from them.

Just when Caldwell began to think about whether a big mouth full of fangs suddenly appeared, the snow puffed up a small bag, "It's coming out!" Eleanor said nervously. , A hand firmly grasped Caldwell's arm.

"Don't, don't worry, it doesn't look big...I should be able to handle...Huh?"

He is preparing to cheer for Eleanor, a pink one The beak poked out, and then a hairy head was exposed.

"Hump!"

Sniffing Wallen lifts the head, looking all around against a layer of snow, paused on Eleanor and Caldwell, Taking a look at the direction of the courtyard exit, his body got into the snow again.

"What is that... it doesn't look terrifying." Caldwell said, he couldn't help blushing, maybe Eleanor got too close, the locket was too hot Taller.

"A sniffer." Eleanor said, "I heard Prefect say that a professor in the school raised sniffer...Oh, bad."

"What's the matter?"

"We missed an opportunity! Prefect said, this sniff has many treasures, and no one knows what good things are hidden in its pockets, but as long as it looks, I will take out the baby and exchange it with you!"

"What can one sniff have, a beautiful stone?" Caldwell asked, all he could think of was this.

"More than that, I heard that a pair of twins sent a box of sniffing and struggling to draw fireworks, but in the end I switched to a quill that can draw in the air, and the drawn characters will still move... …Another student gave it a luminous grass and exchanged it for a bottle of blue bubble water."

"Blow bubble water?"

"You can pretend to be a person Bubbles in!"

Caldwell imagined Eleanor being put into a blue bubble, and he found that he was looking forward to it. But the sniffer had left, and he could only watch the traces of sniffer left on the snow.

……

Sniffer Wallen is enjoying a rare holiday. It has an agreement with Great Demon King. After learning a hundred words, he can go out and stroll around. , The kind that no one looks at.

Coming out of the courtyard and walking a distance, it stuck its head out again. It smelled more than a dozen familiar smells, picked one of them, and moved quickly. Occasionally lifts the head, and I can hear some fascinating conversations--

"I only tell you, who made you my younger sister... Professor Trelawny predicts that there will be no Good things happen!"

"Really," a voice lacking interest said, "Who will die this time?"

"Padma · Patil!" said before The person who sounds unhappy, "You should learn to respect the professor."

"Sorry, Ravenclaw only respects people who are truly knowledgeable."

Peering out of the ground, he saw a pair of twin sisters with swords drawn and bows bent that looked alike, and he hesitated to walk back.

"Look, it's sniffing! Don't go, I want to exchange something with you!" One of the witches ran towards it excitedly, and Warren was taken aback and hurriedly got into the snow, swallowing smoke Ran away.

This time it was a lot more cautious. When I hear voices, I will deliberately slow down. Soon, it smelled a familiar voice, no, three.

"The people of Ouagado don't live in snow houses, right?"

"Fred, you are insulting my African friends, they have their own place... The environment is indeed not good, but it is definitely better than Durmstrang, the poor ghost ship, swaying in the squally wind..." said a fast-talking voice, not sounding very angry.

"Did you really make friends with them?" Fred De asked in surprise.

"Look at my braids, brother, we are all bronze eagles tonight!" Lee Jordan slogans no money.

"Oh, Lee, the students in Ravenclaw house will be upset..." George said with a smile.

Sniff passed quickly like a black shadow, and found his target before entering the Castle Lord building in the city.

"That was definitely a terrible idea." Ron said.

"I don't think so." Hermione said quietly.

"Don’t you think it’s ridiculous? We squatted for two hours outside the Ifamoni camp, just to say a few words to those Pukwudgies... I almost came close when they pointed their arrows at me. Scared to death."

Harry remained silent. Today he wanted to sleep in on the weekend, but Hermione insisted on taking them to interview Pukwudgie and asking them about their life in Ifamoni. Said to be compared with Hogwarts' house elf.

As a result, the Pukwudgies drove them away unceremoniously. As for the impression... He is now wood from head to toe, and just wants to go back to take a hot bath, and doesn't want to talk at all.

At this time, a black shadow rushed out of him, he subconsciously pulled out wand, but stopped when he saw the black shadow clearly, "Warren?" he cried out in surprise.

Sniff followed his shoulders to his head, watching condescendingly as Ron and Hermione quarrel.

"Haw (continue)!"