Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

"The magic text'Sun Wheel' describes a dynamic process of ascent and transition... It can represent the rise of the sun and the change of will, especially the change of will affected by magic ...And the road to success, the honor achieved by personal strong will..."

Felix talked on the podium, and Gusrda Macchiban sat in the back row. The professor is stared wide-eyed.

She is very old, she is a little hard of ears, and is about to use magic spells to improve her ear power-this kind of incantion will make her feel irritated if used for a long time, like a thousand bees in her ears The edges are buzzing, so she only uses it on important occasions, such as the annual wizard grade exam. But she suddenly realized that Felix's voice had clearly reached her ears before she could draw out the wand.

The point is—she looked all around—the others didn't feel uncomfortable at all, which meant that Felix silently affected her alone.

Apart from this, when she looked at Felix’s palm with a bright symbol on her palm, she also solved a doubt, why this young kid dared to say “this” in front of her Head Examiner Part of the knowledge may appear in the OWLs exam...

Because this is practical ancient runes. Apart from this young professor and his students, there are not many people who have the most say in this field.

At most, there are some alchemists, but they are only slightly involved, and the research direction is the application of magic text in alchemy.

Except for these people, the people from the Wizard Examination Administration can't do it, the people from the Ancient Runes Association - she glanced at the old man with round eyes next to her, and she knew it clearly - neither could they.

A student raised his hand.

"Miss Greengrass?"

"Well, so this is a dual-purpose magic text? It is both a translation magic text and a practical magic text?" Daphne asked .

"Yes," Felix nodded to her, "You can understand this way."

At this moment, Heidestrong Villa, who was sitting in the back row, stared at Felix's hand. The Mowen symbol inside was taken aback for a moment, wiped his eyes in disbelief, with an expression of ecstasy on his face, he also raised his hand in the same way as Daphne and looked at Felix eagerly.

"Um... this, Mr. Vera?" Felix said with a smile.

"That's right," Heidestrang Villa said with eyes wide open, in a triumphant tone: "I have also learned this magic text, but the writing method I learned is the same as yours. This is not the same." He stretched out his chubby finger and pointed at the magic symbol and said, "And I'm pretty sure that yours is different from the one marked on "Magical Hieroglyphs and Logograms". The correct way looks like... uh... …"

On the podium, Felix, in accordance with the speed of his speech, tilted the in midair symbol slightly, adding a little arc on both sides, "Is that right?"

The strange thing is , When he did this, Mowen immediately became bleak and lost his spirit.

"...Yes." The old man showed a puzzled expression.

Felix looked towards the people under the podium.

"many thanks Mr. Vera's reminder," he said happily, seeming to express his gratitude sincerely, "this is also where I need your attention."

Students Staring at him.

"I recently made a new discovery: Many magic texts that are considered to be translations are actually a distortion or misrepresentation of a practical magic text. I guess it may be caused by a long time... So I plan to sort out the knowledge you’ve learned in the past for you in the near future."

"For example, in the example before me, the translation magic text looks like a lightening with a slight arc, or a flat The flat slanted letter'S'; and the practical magic text," Felix re-adjusted the magic text in his hand, so that the students could see the whole change clearly. The curved lines were gradually straightened, like--

"The capital letter'N' turned upside down, with the upper and lower ends protruding." He said. The symbol in his hand was also lit up again, shining brightly.

Hedstrand Vera's face was flushed, and she was speechless.

"The evidence is in the magic handwriting of two medieval wizards in the library, "The Will of Magic" and "The Notes of Derek Pudrin". They come from a wizard with a profound mana and an apprentice wizard, respectively. , This can be judged from the depth of the content recorded by the two of them... When they use the same magic text, the writing method is obviously different. A reasonable guess is that the former knows the true appearance of the magic text, while the latter just copied it. Or to be lazy and save trouble..."

Hedstrand Villa glanced around, the students were busy bowing their heads and taking notes, only there was nothing in front of him... He suddenly thought of a good way.

Crabbe felt his back poked hard, and then heard a low voice saying: "Little Fatty!"

Little Fatty?

He turned his head in annoyance, and stared at Heidestrong Villa, who was also not well-proportioned. It took a few seconds to realize that the people behind him were here to listen. He looked stupidly. With the Vice-President of the ancient runes association, it seems that he has been under a dementia curse.

"Little Fatty! Hey!" Old Vera shook wand in front of Crabbe, "Let me copy your parchment and quill."

Crabbe made one The confused expression seemed to be completely unintelligible.

Old Vera stared at him, stalemate for a few seconds, his wand pointed flexibly: "parchment Accio, quick Accio...very good, Gemenio! Gemenio!"

Old Vera looked at the replica in her hand, nodded with satisfaction. "Here, your things." He returned Crabbe's things to him. Immediately began to take notes.

He must check all the information that the kid mentioned. Who knows if it was made up casually, and he must not let that kid get through!

While recording, he thought indignantly, and quickly remembered a parchment.

On the podium, Felix took everything condescendingly in the entire scene, and his voice had a pleasant ending. He had been looking forward to this scene for a long time, and he knew that Professor Macchiban and Old Villa planned Staying there is not a short period of time, which means that he can prepare similar courses several times.

Thinking classrooms, stone basins, and even classroom 7 can all be considered.

The only thing that makes him hesitate is that Felix has not yet decided whether to show the true level of the students. He estimates that he has the power to make suggestions on practical magic texts, but it may be in translational magic texts. Can't speak.

If the difficulty is really increased, I am afraid of the students... I am afraid... Huh? There seems to be nothing at worst.

Felix pondered that there are so many things in translation magic texts, and the scope of the left and right examinations is not beyond the content of the magic script that has been unearthed.

Apart from this, the ancient runes association will publish a magazine every once in a while, and the release interval mainly depends on when new results appear.

The Hogwarts library ordered a few copies. According to his observation, no one reads them. The magazines released 20 years ago are still the same as new ones. He will be able to read them all in the morning in a weekend.

...

Finally, the get out of class bell rang and the students filed out, leaving only three adults in the classroom. Felix just wanted to say something, the little Professor Macchiban sprinted up, grabbed his hand and hurriedly asked: "What incantion did you just use?"

"It's just a simple application of the amplification spell." Felix replied unclearly.

"Simple application!" Professor Macchiban looked at him in surprise, "It seems that you have not fallen into the study of the curse... But do you have any good methods for the ears of the elderly?"

"Of course, I know an incantation:'sharp ears and keen eyes'. Professor Flitwick has studied this very deeply..."

Felix smiled and talked with Professor Macchiban. This eased the embarrassment of the other person to a certain extent.

Hedstrand Vera quietly sighed in relief. He was suddenly afraid to face this youngster alone. Felix Haip used one class to shake his career for half a century.

His expression is a little tranced, every time his granddaughter comes back to chirp chirp twitter twitter and talks about the "future world" scenes in the company are vivid.

"Mr. Vera...Mr. Vera?" A voice seemed to come from outside.

"What's wrong?" Old Vera answered casually.

"...It's nothing," Felix looked at him calmly, "Professor Macchiban asked your opinion just now, after all, she doesn't know much about ancient runes, it's said that you volunteered to join—"

"Oh, uh," Old Vera straightened her body and put on a face preparing to participate in a duel, and said righteously: "cough cough! We can't draw conclusions in a hurry... there are many Where ambiguous, I need to check, uh, I mean, I need to sort it out."

"Of course, no problem." Felix said with a smile: "That's it. I'm waiting for your report." He pretended to sighed, "Professor Macchiban, Mr. Vera, you two may not know, I have been under tremendous pressure for the past two years..."

"Stress?" Professor Marcheban looked at him suspiciously.

Old Vera also showed a surprised expression, planning to listen carefully.

"...Yes, you two may not be clear. I did not choose the Study of Ancient Runes to improve class when I was in school. I have been relying on self-study and correspondence with Professor Babbling for the past few years. Improved, so when I first started, I was afraid that I would teach the students badly."

Professor Macchiban looked at him with a weird expression, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were stretched out because of her widening eyes. She rarely He confirmed in a hesitant tone: "You said that you were afraid of teaching students badly. As a result, among the students who graduated last school year, except for one student who was good, all the others were excellent?"

"Uh..."

"And as far as I know, one third of the students who took the exam at that time completed the exam papers in advance." I was very impressed by the little couple’s chat."

"What did they say?" Felix asked lightly, seeming to be really curious.

"One of them said:'The test paper is so simple, I have checked it five times before it's time, and I'm about to throw up.' The other said:'Just this one, forbearance, I checked it all six times. ......'" Professor Macchiban pursed his lips and recounted dryly.

Old Vera is also dumbfounded and stands in place, and part of the annual OWLs exam questions is in charge of the ancient runes association. He couldn't help but clenched the parchment in his hand, there were still a bunch of questions waiting for him to confirm.

In the next few minutes, the three people pretended that the conversation just did not happen at all.