Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

Let me enlighten others...Neville thought blankly. His heart suddenly became heavy. That was the weight of responsibility.

He likes this feeling.

...

On the other side, Professor Macchiban and Old Vera were walking in the corridor of the castle.

"Very talented youngster, when I proctored him, I realized that he would do a great job!" Marchiban said loudly.

Old Vera didn't seem to agree.

"You should not despise an archmage." Professor Macchiban pointed out.

"archmage...you mean him?" Old Vera's eyes widened, and the little Professor Macchiban looked at him without shy. He opened his mouth several times, all under her stern gaze. Defeated.

"Don't tell me you don't follow the news, Heidestrong!" Professor Marchban said loudly.

Old Vera was speechless. If there is anyone in the Wizarding World who pays the most attention to Felix's news, he can definitely be ranked, heaven knows what his expression was when his granddaughter pulled out the comic strip from Study.

He is not worried that this kid will smash a few bricks in the ancient runes building someday!

"His "Ancient Runes Exploration", I just read it two days ago! It was at his level three years ago," Professor Marcheban said unceremoniously, "Better than yours The Mowen introductory manual is more exciting!"

Old Vera opened her mouth to refute, and she went on, "I wrote to Babbling! She praised him in her reply!"

"That half-blood species--" Old Vera frowned, and saw Macchiban's stern gaze thrown over, he immediately shut up, and said in a nonchalant manner: "Sorry, I didn't mean to Yes."

"It seems that it makes sense for her to refuse to join you in the first place!" She said dissatisfiedly.

A few students in the corridor looked over, and none of them spoke. They walked up to the spiral staircase and went all the way downstairs. "What day is it today?" Professor Macchiban asked.

"What? Uh, I think it should be a week—ouch!" Old Vera was thinking, and inadvertently his foot got stuck in a step of the stairs and jammed him.

Hogwarts has many stairs that make fun of people like this. For the students, it has become an instinct to cross them. Old Vera has not been here for more than half a century, and he clearly remembered that there was nothing unusual in the morning.

"It turned out to be Thursday." Professor Macchiban said thoughtfully.

……

When I went to the auditorium for a meal at noon, Felix pasted the experimental incantion committee questionnaire forwarded by Professor Macchiban on the bulletin board in the hall, and attached a bubble outside. Bubble curse.

Then he waved the wand, and a parchment flew out of the ring and was stuck on the wall with luminous writing on it.

When he left, the young wizards gathered from a distance and read the new notice:

'Any student, group, and teacher who have studied the stable combination of ancient runes and spells, You can receive a questionnaire of the "Experimental Incantation Committee", answer in detail as required and send it to the Experimental Incantation Committee with a paper attached. After being reviewed as a valid new incanantation, you will be awarded the honor of "Incantation Inventor" and have the opportunity to obtain the naming right of incantion.

For the content and word count of the thesis, please refer to the front page report article of "Daily Prophet" on March 12, "The invention of a new type of incantion: the combination of water-making curse and ancient runes "water flow"", the thesis template can be found Obtained by members of the Yimowen Club.

Each person is limited to one questionnaire, which is not enough to copy other people’s hands.

Note: This is the most convenient and safe way to print your name on your textbook.

Come on!

Signature: Professor Hogwarts ancient runes, Felix Haip. '

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other in blank dismay.

An excited voice sounded behind them: "Warren! Look! We just finished the related paper yesterday!" Seventh Year's Pat Selton pulled a Ravenclaw boy's sleeve toward him. Squeezed forward, "Oh, Hermione, Harry, Ron, hello." Selton greeted.

"Hello." Warren Paldis also said, both of them were the first members of the Magic Club.

Harry greeted everyone talking at once.

"Printing my name on the textbook...sounds so attractive." Selton squinted and said, extend the hand into the sticky bubble on the bulletin board, from inside Slowly pulling out a parchment, Hermione saw the official seal of Ministry of Magic sharply.

"Hey~It's disgusting! Professor's wicked taste!"

Selton pulled out her hand and said, her fingers were clean. Paldis also took a copy, and the two left together.

"Let's hurry up, or else we can only borrow someone else's." Hermione said decisively, and they each took one. Standing in the crowd not far away and watching.

Harry was reading the questionnaire. The first line above was a series of small words:'Please fill in the name of the inventor of incantion truthfully, and make sure that all people involved in the research and development of incantion are signed to avoid disputes:'

The first question is: describe the principle of incantion in brief language.

The second question is: Use brief language to describe the role of incantion.

The third question is: confirm the type of incantation: general practicality spell defensive spell curse-breaker curse-breaker transfiguration other.

...

"That's it!" Ron yelled in a low voice.

"What's the matter?" Harry and Hermione asked in unison, looking down at the question above.

"Look at the first line!" Ron stared at his eyes and read word by word: "'Make sure that all people involved in the development of incantion are signed...'" He looked at Harry meaningfully.

"Malfoy!" Harry sucked in a breath of cold air, his body was cold.

At this moment, Draco Malfoy put his hands in his pockets and led Crabbe and Goyle's two followers, moving towards the notice board. "I heard someone call my name..." Draco said, narrowing his eyes.

"Nothing!" Harry and Ron said immediately.

Draco looked at them suspiciously. He stared at the content on the bulletin board, tilted his head at Crabbe, and Crabbe followed his gaze, then glared back.

"Go get a copy." Draco said slowly, Crabbe squeezed into the crowd, Ron quietly pulled Harry's sleeve, and Harry retreated knowingly.

"Wait, Potter!" Draco said. Harry turned his head vaguely and looked at him coldly, "What do you have to say, Malfoy."

Draco: "I heard that Professor Haip was cooking a small stove for you?"

Harry, Ron, and Hermione felt tight. The professor told them to keep it secret, but Harry has been studying for almost three months, and he reports to the ancient runes office once a week, and he will always be seen several times.

"So what? Are you jealous, Malfoy?" Ron set cover and provocatively said.

Draco glanced at him, lazily took a small note from his pocket, and raised it. He grinned and said with a smile: "Sorry, I have it too."

"What's there?" Harry said impatiently, startled at will. "You want to receive special training from Professor Haip?" He loudly shouted, and Ron and Hermione also showed incredible expressions.

"You can see it for yourself, Potter." Draco was so happy, Harry grabbed the note, and Ron and Hermione looked at the content on the note.

"It's true." Hermione said softly, and she recognized the familiar handwriting at a glance.

At this moment, Crabbe squeezed out of the crowd and handed the questionnaire to Draco. Draco glanced quickly, his eyes stopped in the first row.

"tsk tsk." He said.

Ron and Hermione lifted the head from the note, looking very upset and puzzled. Harry looked at the small print over and over again, as if to peek out a weak spot.

"No name." Harry said.

"What did you say--" The smile on Draco's face solidified.

"No name," Harry repeated, looking at him suspiciously: "The name of incantion is not mentioned above, but you are asked to report to Professor Haip's office every Saturday."

Draco paced in front of Harry and said softly, "Because it needs to be kept secret, but I can tell you, Potter..." His light-colored eyes sparkled, "It's Disapparation and Disillusionment Charm."

He Looking at Harry with satisfaction with a shocked expression. "Yeah, until now, this is your privilege, isn't it? Unscrupulous violation of school rules without any punishment. You have your fans wherever you go, even the professors—"

"So are you jealous?" Harry stared at him without evasive, taking what Ron had said again.

"You can think so." Draco admitted, snatching the note from Harry. A gesture was made to Crabbe and Goyle, and he walked towards the auditorium.

Harry stared at his back, silent.

"Who knows what he did, he won the favor of Professor Haip!" Ron looked at Harry worriedly, and said sharply, "Maybe his father bought two hundred magic phonographs in one go. !"

...

That evening, Felix wrote a letter in the office. He stretched out his food and lightly tapped it on the letter paper, and the writing on it disappeared little by little——

"Lucius, thank you for your reminder. Your information is very useful. Remember: every change about Dark Mark in the future, no matter how minor, must be reminded in time. In return, I will follow the promise and train you Son’s life is magic, starting this Saturday..."

He put the letter in the envelope, sealed it, stared at the blank envelope on it for a while, put it aside, and picked up a stack from the drawer. manuscript.

This is the booklet he planned to complete the introduction to Mowen, which is used to promote the use of Mowen. It contains detailed analysis on the origin, development, and most important lighting techniques of ancient runes.

It is never easy to learn an ancient magic, even the simplest lighting technique. In particular, Felix also intends to adopt a method similar to correspondence courses, which usually can only coax squib who has not learned magic.

But he has to challenge it.

The secret lies in the extreme familiarity with illumination and the magic text card. According to Remus's data, a thousand sets of Mowen cards have been sold in the UK, covering almost 40% of the potential purchasers-that is, those families with young wizards who have not yet enrolled in the school.

Of course, this is inseparable from the advertisements and low prices of hiding the sky and covering the earth.

For the wizard who lacks entertainment activities, whether it is an adult or a child, the magic text card is a good pastime. Of course, most parents just treat them as a kind of intellectual development toys-this concept is also put forward by those youngsters of the "Future World" company. In order to come up with an ad slogan that satisfies Boss, it can be said that they have worked hard.

The time passed by little by little, and the night became deeper and deeper. Sniffing Warren yawned, and his small black eyes moved away from the comic book, blinking sleepy.

"Haw! (Not sleeping yet!)"

"Wait... Warren, don't worry about me." Felix smiled and said, turning over another page of the manuscript. , Continue to modify.

"Haw! Haw? (Wait for that fool who can do magic?)"

Felix laughed.

"Don't call people a fool, Andys shouldn't use gold Galleon to do magic in front of you. If you take it away, you still have to laugh at it..." He clicked on the Walen pink Said the beak. "It's Dobby." He explained.

"Haw!" Warren got excited, took a sip of lemonade with a straw, and the bright black fluff suddenly exploded, making it instantly refreshed. "Hmph harp? (Is that rich man?)"

"Uh, Dobby did collect golden buttons recently."

Finally, the golden bell on the desk rang twelve point. Almost at the same time, a copper Knut in Felix's hand became hot. At this time, Dobby asked, Felix waved his hand to disperse the warning magic in the room. Almost half a minute later--

"puff!"

house elf Dobby suddenly appeared in the office.

Warren stared wide-eyed, "Chirp!"

"Oh, Mister Haip, hello!" Dobby bowed deeply and said, he lifts the head, greeted Warren happily, "Never mind you, Miss Warren!"

Warren was very happy, while looking at Dobby with expectant eyes, "Haw?"

Dobby took out a polished and shiny metal button from the pocket of his little suit, and said in a sharp voice, "Dobby collected it and gave it to Miss Warren!"

Warren stretched out Xiaoshou took it, watched for a long time, took out a golden vial from his pocket, and handed it to Dobby.

"Oh, Miss Warren is so generous!" Dobby said excitedly. He glanced at Felix. Felix was smiling on the side, and Dobby took it and looked at it again and again.

"It's transparent! Look, it's beautiful! Dobby has received another gift!" Dobby put the tennis ball's big eyes to the bottom of the bottle and looked around.

After a while, Felix had to remind him, "Dobby, Lucius is still waiting..."

"Oh..." Dobby sighed, two bat ears drooping. It can be seen that he has been avoiding mentioning this matter all the time.

"Don't worry, he dare not touch you." Felix said.

"Dobby knows that Dobby is backed by the great Mister Haip! But Dobby is in a complicated mood..." said house elf, picking up the envelope that had been left on the desk for a long time, "I don't need to talk to him. ?"

"No," Felix assured him. "If you want, you can throw the letter at his feet."

"Oh~" I can see that Dobby is very moved, but he still refuses, "Dobby now represents Mister Haip, Dobby is unnecessary Fear of him..." He straightened his chest and said arrogantly.

"Haw! (Your legs are shaking!)" Warren stretched out a finger.

Felix is ​​very sober, Dobby can't understand what Warren is talking about.