Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

"Choose wisely, you will feel a lot better." Felix opened the wands, and a golden track was spread among them, like snowflakes being rolled up by the wind, and golden powders were flying up. The ground fell down.

"Let's do a test first." He leaned back in his chair and looked at the golden rain screen.

Harry also lifts the head, involuntarily plunged into a blurred dream, his mind is greatly relaxed, light and fluttering, as if surrounded by warm light. He felt like flying gold dust in midair, becoming a part of them, forgetting any troubles... Harry subconsciously chased this feeling, but a voice in his heart told him that the scene seemed familiar.

What exactly is it? If he had this wonderful feeling before, he must have been impressed. Harry thought intoxicated. His mind was like a rusty alarm clock. Every time the thought in his mind was beating, he would stop and rest for a while, until Professor Moody was there. An ugly face flashed before his eyes. It was too liking... This made Harry awake for a moment, who was immersed in the sea of ​​pleasure.

How can I think of him? Is it because he was tortured by his class? Wait, Moody's class? Imperius Curse?

Harry's heart was immediately splashed with cold water, no, it was directly immersed in the black lake at the end of December. He shivered and broke away from this state. The golden powder in front of him was scattered and piled on the ground into a cone-shaped handful, golden-bright and dazzling, which looked very beautiful.

But Harry doesn’t think this is a good thing anymore. In addition to everything he has just experienced, another intuitive evidence is that Professor Haip is holding Valen and not letting go, and the little fellow is from the gap in the professor’s arm. A small hand came out, moved towards Jinfen's direction and reached for it.

Harry leaned back in fear and felt a sense of security in his heart when he felt his back touch the back of the sofa.

"3 minutes."

Felix picked up a pocket watch and looked at it, and said, "It's faster than I expected. It's amazing."

Harry He stammered, "I, I thought of Professor Moody..."

"I understand," Felix said, "His appearance is really scary."

"No , No, professor," Harry said, "I'm not talented because of Professor Moody's appearance..." He blinked and explained in a low voice, "He read Imperius Curse to us in class."

"That makes sense," Felix slightly nodded, "So you should have performed well in that class?"

Harry hesitated to nodded.

"Professor, what is that?" He watched Professor Haip wave the wand, the radiant gold powder and the handful of powder on the ground disappeared at the same time.

"Some wonderful memories I collected." Felix smiled and said, "Many of these creatures come from the Forbidden Forest. These little animals can easily get happiness, which may not suit you. What is the definition of beauty?"

"No, I think it's good, it's pure happiness." Harry said reluctantly, he felt that some of his ideas were shaken, he had to remind himself, In front of me is an excellent memory Master.

Felix slowly said: "This is the inspiration I got from dementor. Since dementor can absorb those happy memories, then I naturally think, why can't I extract other memories and emotions?"

"If you absorb all happiness, only negative and pessimistic feelings are left. If you absorb all arrogance and conceit, you will naturally leave only humility and respect... You will find that emotions can easily go from an extreme to an extreme. The other extreme. It’s worth studying, but I have to say—it’s not very useful to me, and it’s easy to be criticized."

Harry felt that this evaluation was too light and should be described as evil or weird. It is appropriate. He took a peek at Felix. Most of the time, Professor Haip was gentle and friendly enough to make people feel like spring breeze when speaking, not to mention that after the Christmas party, children who are not young girls think of him higher. But in the attitude towards some magic, the professor's standard is terribly low.

For example, if he hadn’t had a nightmare that night, he might never have known that Professor Haip’s life-killing spell was used so skillfully...

"This will teach me Occlumency. Does it help?" Harry asked tentatively.

"Of course it helps. At the beginning of your study, you will find that the strength of the will is particularly important."

He handed Harry a book.

"Every page above has been applied magic by me. In addition to what you have just seen, there are other ways to mobilize emotions and memories. You need to read it and ignore the magic attached above. This book is dangerous, so I can’t let you take it away. My arrangement for this special training is that during the Christmas holidays, you will come every two days and wait until the beginning of school every week. Once, when you see the last page from the first page effortlessly, it means that you have completely started. Let's enter the next first stage."

Harry clicked nodded to express his understanding. He took the book and it didn't look thick. It had an ordinary cover and didn't even have a title, but he wouldn't think it was more harmless than the "Monster Book of Monsters" carefully selected by Hagrid.

He turned to the first page with a sense of anxiety, and at first glance, it was unremarkable. There was an unfamiliar charm painted on it. The outer frame of the charm was a circle of purple arc-shaped patterns. But when he tried to recognize it, the charm produced a strong attraction.

He looked at the pattern on it, his expression as if drunk and stupefied, as if that little spell hides the ultimate answer to all unknown puzzles.

Felix let go, Warren jumped out of his arms, ran to Harry's sofa, stood aside curiously watching Harry who was motionless, and glanced at the pattern on the book. At first glance, nothing was found, at the second glance, huh? It’s pretty good-looking, let’s look at it again...

Its eyes are getting more and more concentrated. At this moment, Felix walked over and took it away. Warren blinked and remembered what had just happened. About the matter, it yelled twice with lingering fears.

"That book is not for you. I will make you a'Warren's Bizarre Adventure' the other day." Felix said jokingly. Warren patted his little heart, avoiding Harry and the book on his lap, and ran to the workbench, digging out gold coins from his pockets, and stacking them on the table to build a castle.

Valen feels that the way to build a castle with explosive cards is too dangerous, it is better to use gold Galleon-it is good-looking and safe, and it is full of accomplishment after completion.

Felix and Sniff together, stop and glance at Harry's direction from time to time. There is an unconsciously layer of sweat on Harry's forehead. This is a sign of rapid exhaustion of energy, and Felix's brows become deeper and deeper.

Still unable to detect anything unusual...

Is it hidden too deep? The realm of the soul is indeed full of unknowns.

A little bit of time passed, and the sweat on Harry's forehead was evaporated, but he still hadn't opened the second page, he was completely lost. Felix looked at the time, the lights were almost out, and he stood up to interrupt Harry.

At this moment, he stopped. From the perspective of magic power, a deep darkness came out of the tentacles, appearing abruptly in his field of vision, entrenched on Harry's forehead, as if it had always been there, only covered by layers of mist.

Felix couldn't hide the shock in his heart. He and Dumbledore's guess became a reality. Although he didn't know the specific process, there was no doubt that Harry was hiding a piece of Voldemort's soul.

...

"Harry, this is a soothing potion, drink it and go back to sleep well." Felix said gently.

"Yes, Professor." Harry yawned greatly. He is now so sleepy that he just wants to get back to bed and get a good night's sleep.

When he returned to the common room, there were not many people in it. Hermione and Ron were waiting for him. Hermione chirp chirp twitter twitter asked, "What can I do, Professor Haip?"

"Headmaster Dumbledore asked the professor to teach me Occlumency." Harry said wearily.

"Occlumency?"

"What's that?"

Hermione and Ron said at the same time, but seeing Harry so sleepy that she couldn’t open her eyes, she quickly Closed the book and said decisively: "Well, let’s talk about it tomorrow. I completed a plan while you were away. Although some details are still unclear, we have a rough idea of ​​what the second task is going to do. Preparation. The work must be on the agenda."

"It's up to you, Hermione." Harry yawned again. Professor Haip's potion worked very well. He didn't feel a headache, but he was very sleepy. Go into the bedroom, change into pajamas, and fall asleep.