Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

"You said the same thing." Ginny judged, she shook her bright flame-like hair, counted her fingers and concluded, "Try to get the trophy early ——Or grab a trophy from someone else and stay mobile——" She tilted her head at Hermione, "While looking for teammates, be careful not to be ambushed, and avoid the traps and dangerous creatures in the maze itself——"

Ron solemnly nodded on the side, saying that he thinks so.

"—and the last stage," Ginny's gaze stayed on Harry, "As time stretches, all champions will get closer to the trophy. It is very likely that you will encounter new ones before taking a few steps. Enemy, so we have to deal with the opponent swiftly!"

She made a fierce gesture, and Harry thought she was so cool today.

“Actually, luck can pass,” Ron suggested seriously, “We have to consider the best situation. Have you forgotten? We are the first people to enter the maze. If enough Fortunately, I don’t have to meet with other people at all..."

...

They discussed the whole day in the corner. In the evening, Professor McGonagall rarely appeared in the common room. Harry and Ron called out, leaving behind Hermione and Ginny who were unknown. They didn't come back until before the lights were turned off, and their faces were filled with joy that could not be concealed.

"What did Professor McGonagall say to you?" Hermione lifted the head from a pile of thick paper, staring blankly at the gap between Harry and Ron, and she spent a lot of time reorganizing it. Rules again.

"It's a member of the Dark Force Defense League," Harry said excitedly. He handed over a certificate. Hermione and Ginny came to look at him. Ginny let out a short scream, "You become the Dark Force Defense. Is it a full member of the League? Harry, is this true?"

"And me." Ron reminded her.

But Ginny said to Harry regardless, "Do you know what this means?"

"It means, um...I joined a magic organization?" Harry hesitated Replied indifferently.

"No, of course not!" Ginny's flame-like hair began to jump again, "Listen, it's a full member, not an honorary member! The gap here--"

"Wait, I have a little impression..." Ron thought hard, "It seems that someone has mentioned this to me many times."

"It's Lockhart." Hermione is as reliable as ever.

"Yes! He said he was an honorary member of the Dark Force Defense League, not a full member...what does that mean?" Ron stared at his certificate, as if he wanted a perfect explanation from it .

"Official members need to be evaluated or make a huge contribution, preferably the one that can be promoted." Ginny knows better than Ron in this respect, "I guess Lockhart refuses to show his own Ability, because he simply doesn’t have this thing!"

Harry was very happy, and he revealed more information: "People from the Dark Force Defense League told me that if I plan to work in Auror or similar For his profession, they can write me a letter of recommendation, even if I lack one or two OWLs certificates—"

"But you don't know how to seize every opportunity, do you?" Hermione looked at him sternly.

"Yeah." Harry said against his will. He thought it would be good to use the promise of the Dark Force Defense League as a piece of insurance.

"The only regret is that Malfoy also received this honor," Ron said. "Is it ironic, isn't it? During the Quiddich World Cup riots, he also hinted to us that his father was also involved. Riot."

"Why didn’t Professor Haip arrest him!"

After a while, Ginny yawned gracefully and went back to the girl dormitory to go to sleep .

Harry and Ron looked through the certificate happily, stroking the patterns and seals on it. No matter how many times they looked at them, they still liked it. When they were lying on the bed after turning off the lights, Ron said to Harry, "I feel like An Auror is also good." Neville listened for a long time and couldn't help but join in. "Actually, uh, I also want to be an Auror," he said, "Of course, the professor is also good."

Harry was surprised to find that three of them in Dormitory wanted to become Auror. Soon, Seamus and Dean also participated in the discussion, and they didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night.

In half asleep and half awake, Harry imagined himself as an Auror: Ron and Hermione accompanied him, and Neville, Seamus, and Dean were around him. To his surprise, Luna and Ginny appeared in the crowd. And the silhouette of Draco Malfoy.

Malfoy? Even in his sleep, Harry felt outrageous. He murmured dissatisfiedly, and soon these images disappeared. He stood in an old room, as if smelling a smell similar to Grimmauld Place, but it was definitely not the same place.

He was sitting on the sofa, talking to who: "Well done, Yaxley, you have re-proved your loyalty..."

Harry turned over , Occlumency works spontaneously, and he falls into a sweet dream again.

……

After entering June, time began to speed up quietly. After the wizard level exams for Fifth Year and Seventh Year are over, the final exams for other grades have officially started. This also means that the third task is approaching-the game will be held on the last night of the exam.

The atmosphere in the castle became tense and excited. After the ancient runes exam on the 3rd day, Felix heard a student say to his companion: "As long as we survive the remaining four days, we can watch the final One game, and then a week of crazy fun, to welcome the long and beautiful summer vacation!"

He agreed with this student very much.

In the first 2/3/2021 of June, he had a very happy time. The transformation process of the body has been completed for most of the time-although he has not seen any use yet, there is no Obstacles, which means everything goes well.

The next day, on the morning of June 21st, when he supervised the Fourth Year exam, although the champions were allowed not to participate in the final exam, Hermione still insisted on taking 20 minutes to complete the test paper before turning it out. The Mowen Codex considered the Time-Turner disassembly plan developed by Nick Flamel. Judging from her recent questions, Felix judged that she should be able to complete it before the end of the school year.

But what made him didn't expect was that Hermione handed him a paper on the day the exam ended.

"Professor, this is a plan I designed. Some changes have been made on the basis of Nick Flamel's research. Although the process is more cumbersome, it also allows me to avoid the profound practice of cheat."

"I didn't see any problems, very clever conversion, especially suitable for your magic power characteristics, Miss Granger." Felix said after careful inspection.

Hermione left the office with satisfaction.

Before going to bed, an owl fell out of the window, continuously pecking at the edge of the window with its beak.

After Felix opened the window, the brown owl with the owl post office's ankle looped around the room, dropped a palm-sized package, and flew away without looking back.

After opening the package, the small box contained a thumb-sized glass bottle. Felix held the transparent small bottle and stared at the magic lamp on the ceiling for a moment. The bottle was filled with some silver substance, slowly circling. Neither solid nor liquid.

That is a memory.

Whose memory will it be? Felix raised his mouth slightly, he was very interested in the owner of the memory.

Felix tapped wand on the stopper, and the sealed stopper popped open immediately. The black jade-like wand turned slightly in his hand, winding the silver wire around the tip, and then he moved towards midair and threw it hard, and a picture appeared abruptly:

The person in the picture— —Felix’s body was shattered in the green light, and at the same time, a cold voice remained in the office for a long time--

"Avada gnaws on the big tile!"

"Hum!" Warren was stunned. After a few seconds, he jumped into Felix's arms, covering his eyes, and holding his clothes tightly with two small hands.

"It's okay," Felix said softly and comforted. He stared at the fading light, and took the memory that was re-turned into silver wire in his hand, twisting his fingertips, sinking into thought.