From Azkaban

Seeing Harry accommodating him like this, Snape's smile became even gentler, and the look in his eyes that just now seemed to want to kill everyone now only showed endless pampering and satisfaction.

"........."

At this moment, Professor Sprout, who was standing next to him, opened his eyes so wide that his eyeballs almost popped out.

"Oh my God! When did Severus have a daughter? No, isn't this Harry Potter? How could she be his daughter? And that smile of his, Severus can actually smile! Merlin."

Just as Sprout was shocked, Locke, who was on the podium answering some curious questions from students, cast his eyes on several professors in the back row.

"Professor Snape, Professor Sprout, Professor Bubbage, Professor Victor, could you please come forward and help?"

There were a total of five professors who came to join Locke's open class. Among them, Professor Bubbage was the professor of Muggle Studies, and Professor Victor was the professor of Arithmancy.

"Father, the teacher is calling you," Harley heard Locke's voice.

"I heard it," Snape responded to Harry gently, standing up from his seat and walking towards the podium with Professor Sprout.

"Professor Kazir, what do you need us to do?"

Professor Burbag was the first to walk up to the podium. She was a little excited because she studied Muggles, and Locke obviously knew Muggles better than her. After all, Locke could summarize the essence of Muggle knowledge.

"Professor Kazir," before Locke could answer Professor Bubagi, Professor Victor also came to the podium.

"Professor Cazier," Sprout and Snape arrived one after another.

"Excuse me, professors. It's like this..."

Locke briefly told the four professors what needed to be done. All they had to do was to work with Locke to help the students present register accounts. It was a very simple task.

"No problem. It's a good opportunity for us to feel what the magic net is."

Professor Bubbaji is very interested in the magic network. She is very curious about what this product that combines the wisdom of Muggles and wizards is like.

Professor Sprout and Professor Victor also nodded in agreement, not to mention Professor Snape.

"Then I will help the four professors get their accounts first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Locke linked the magic network to the three female professors, and Snape connected to the magic network through his own account.

The students waiting in the audience saw the same situation again. They looked at the four professors standing there in a daze, and became more and more curious.

About twenty seconds later, Locke was the first to leave, followed by the four professors one by one.

"It's amazing! This is really amazing!"

As soon as he left, Professor Bubaji started shouting and his expression was a little exaggerated and out of control.

"No wonder Minerva went to report to Dumbledore," Professor Sprout's fat face still had a hint of confusion. She had not yet recovered from the extremely real feeling just now.

".............", Professor Victor did not speak, but from her incredible expression and the reaction of constantly checking her hands, it was not difficult to tell that she was trying to confirm whether she really came out.

As for Snape, there is no need to say much. He has entered the magic network space too many times, especially after Locke evolved into the first generation of magic network, Snape will definitely stay in the two hours of accelerated protection time every day.

If you ask why, the reason is very simple. The magic network space can perfectly construct all the herbs he knows.

Although the limit of that kind of herb is the limit of his understanding and cannot bring new possibilities, it is definitely sufficient for practicing and trial and error. For example, many expensive materials that he dare not consume casually outside do not need to be saved inside.

And it's not like he won't make progress. As long as he gains new understanding outside, he can reproduce it perfectly once he gets back in. At the same time, refining medicine inside doesn't stress his mind or energy. It can be said that the cost-effectiveness of refining medicine inside is really very high.

Volume 1: Chapter 112: get out of class is over

After the professors completed the account acquisition, they began to get busy at Locke's instruction.

The five of them first divided the students who were almost unable to contain their excitement into five rows, and then began to guide the students one by one to connect to the magic network and obtain their own accounts.

As the first five students obtained their own accounts, the originally quiet classroom suddenly began to be filled with various shouts and exclamations. This phenomenon began to intensify rapidly as more and more students obtained accounts. For a moment, the entire classroom seemed to have turned into a zoo.

However, this phenomenon did not last long. There were not many students in the entire Hogwarts, and naturally not many people came to Locke's open class to join in the fun.

With the joint efforts of five professors, all students' accounts were quickly obtained.

"Everyone please be quiet"

After sending the four professors off the stage, Locke looked at the students who were talking excitedly below the stage and raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

"........."

The noisy classroom quickly became quiet, and all the students in the audience looked at Locke with sharp eyes.

"After experiencing the magic network, I believe everyone should now have some understanding of the subject of magic science. Magic science is a subject that uses effective methods to continuously explore unknown magic mysteries and discover new magic treasures."

Under everyone's gaze, Locke adjusted his thoughts and continued speaking.

"Once, we arrogantly believed that wizards had explored enough magic and that we had reached the pinnacle of magic. But what is the truth? Obviously, this is not the case. In fact, it is quite the opposite!"

"We are far from exploring enough of magic. There are still countless mysteries of magic waiting for us to explore and dig!"

A large amount of magical light and shadows quickly appeared around the podium, in the sky above the entire classroom, and above the students' heads.

There are all kinds of pictures in those lights and shadows, most of which are guesses and ideas in Locke's mind, and some of them are what Locke currently masters.

These bizarre and innovative light and shadow images constantly impact the nerves of every little wizard.

"Is this what you consider magic..."

Snape looked up at the magical lights and shadows that were constantly changing in the air. In them, Snape saw something familiar and immediately understood that this was Locke's display of his conception and understanding of magic.

"As a race favored by magic, we wizards should respond to magic and face it with respect and humility, rather than arrogance and self-righteousness."

Locke walked back and forth on the podium, his eyes constantly scanning every young face in the audience.

"So, I created this discipline and the concept of magic science to make all wizards understand that we can no longer stand still. Yesterday's glory was the glory of our ancestors. We should not indulge in the glory of our ancestors. We must create our own glory tomorrow!"

"The mysteries of magic are so numerous and endless that it would be difficult for one person to explore even a few of them in his entire life."

Locke waved his hand suddenly, and all the light and shadows began to shrink rapidly, falling into a glowing river that gradually turned from virtual to real, like grains of river sand sparkling with light.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience understood that each of the countless spots of light flashing in the river was a new treasure.

"Too many, really too many..."

Locke stared at the river in the sky with his eyes fixed, his true feelings revealed at this moment. That was the concept he showed to the students below the stage, and it was also the scene in Locke's heart.

"Students, you may all think that the magic net is extremely magical and wonderful, but you should understand that the magic net is just a tiny particle in it, nothing more."

Locke quickly calmed down his somewhat out-of-control emotions, estimated the time, and found that the get out of class was about to end.

"It's time, then let's do this, the goal has been achieved, and the rest will be up to time."

Having made the decision in his heart, Locke looked down at the students below the stage who were still looking up at the river, and waved his hand to disperse the river. Seeing this, the little wizards blinked twice, but before they could react, Locke's voice reached their ears.

"Classmates, this class ends here."

"If you are interested in my class, then take the Magic Technology class. I look forward to exploring the mysteries of magic with you all in the future."

"By the way, my courses have no grade restrictions. I will discuss this with Headmaster Dumbledore later, so if first- and second-year students also want to learn, they can also apply for my courses."

Locke's words were actually directed at Hermione, Harry and the other four. After all, if they didn't do this, all six of them would have wasted a year or two.

"Remember to learn the magic network well. It will become an indispensable part of your study and life journey in the future."

"Now, get out of class is over!"

After the open class ended, students left the classroom in groups. Everyone was in a hurry, rushing back to the dormitory to experience the magic network carefully and show off to their friends who did not attend the open class.

At the same time as the open class ended, in the headmaster's office, the conversation between Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore also came to an end.

"Albus, the magic science proposed by Professor Kazir is no longer a simple theory. He has verified his ideas with practical results. We should give recognition to them. Therefore, I think that a separate subject should be opened for magic science."

"As for the magic network, I think it is an inevitable trend. We can neither avoid nor resist it. With the capabilities demonstrated by the magic network, if it can be effectively developed, it will bring huge benefits to Hogwarts and its students."

Professor McGonagall stood in front of Dumbledore with an extremely serious expression, and after understanding the situation, Dumbledore could understand Professor McGonagall.

"Young people nowadays are really getting better and better."

Dumbledore sighed. Originally he didn't care much about this young man who didn't make much impression on him. The only bit of attention he paid to him was because of Severus.

But unexpectedly, just a few days after school started, he did something big.

"Excuse me Minerva, I would like to see Professor Cazier."

Dumbledore did not answer Professor McGonagall, but asked Professor McGonagall to notify Locke to come to the headmaster's office.

"I see"

Professor McGonagall understood what Dumbledore meant, nodded, and left the headmaster's office.

"The future... Indeed, the future belongs to the young."

Sitting in the headmaster's chair, Dumbledore muttered to himself. Seeing him like this, the portraits of past headmasters on the wall next to him were all silent.

Professor McGonagall, who left the headmaster's office, quickly found Locke and told him that Dumbledore wanted to see him.

"Today's opening order is a pile of cockroaches"

"I see"

After saying goodbye to Professor McGonagall, Locke set off for the headmaster's office.

Volume 1: Chapter 113: The Real Old Deng

"Cockroach Pile"

Locke, who was standing outside the principal's office, gave the command and the tightly closed door opened quickly.

"Principal Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall told me you were looking for me."

When Locke walked into the principal's office, he saw Dumbledore sitting on a chair. When he saw him, Dumbledore immediately stood up from the chair.

"Professor Cazier, you are right. I asked Professor McGonagall to find you. Please take a seat."

Inviting Locke to sit on the sofa in the middle of the principal's office, Dumbledore reached out and took out a glass jar containing a jar of live cockroaches and gestured to Locke.

"Would you like to eat, Professor Cazier?"

Looking at the cockroach crawling around vigorously in the glass jar, even though Locke knew it was magic candy, he still couldn't accept it.

"You're welcome, Headmaster Dumbledore. I don't need any of that. Just eat it."

"Well," Dumbledore was a little disappointed. He opened the jar and grabbed a handful and threw it into his mouth. "Mm! This is really delicious."

Seeing this scene, Locke's face showed no fluctuation, but he was thinking in his heart that this old bee was really realistic. The last time he came, he was not as enthusiastic as he is now. It seems that not everyone can be lucky enough to eat Dumbledore's candy.

"Sweet candy is one of the greatest inventions ever, isn't it, Professor Kazir?"

Dumbledore chewed the cockroach in his mouth and walked over to Locke and sat down. Because they were close enough, Locke could still see the cockroach struggling in his mouth while he was talking.

"Well, you are right, Headmaster Dumbledore, I think so too."

Putting aside this disgusting pile of cockroaches, sweet candies are indeed a key invention in the food industry. However, looking at Dumbledore's mouth that was constantly chewing, Locke narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Yes, this world is always like this, constantly moving forward, and everyone is a part of it. As time goes by, there are always some people who can write their own legendary epics over a period of time, bringing about great creations that will last forever."

"Just like this candy, well, it's really delicious, it would be a shame if you didn't try it."

Dumbledore finally swallowed the pile of cockroaches in his mouth, savoring the taste and speaking to Locke with a mischievous expression that was not that of an old man.

"Thank you, but the world is always like this. No one can get everything. When we gain something, we also lose something. Don't you think so, Headmaster Dumbledore?"

Faced with Dumbledore's words, Locke could naturally hear the hidden meaning in his words, and immediately smiled and declined again.

"Yes, you always have to make choices, but many people don't understand this truth when they are young. For example, when I was young, I wanted too much, but in the end I lost even more."

Dumbledore sighed, a hint of sadness and a hint of old age showing on his face.

However, looking at Dumbledore like this, Locke felt no wavering in his heart. He did not think that Dumbledore was the kind of wizard who would be sincere to others right from the start.

For an old devil like him who has experienced countless hardships, everything that happened in the past has been deeply engraved in his bones and will not change just because of his age.

So now Dumbledore showed such an attitude in front of Locke, it was obvious that he thought it was necessary now, that's all.

"Professor Kazir, you are a really good wizard to be able to see through all this at such a young age. When I was your age, I was still arrogant and didn't know how to restrain myself."

Dumbledore looked at Locke. He did not observe Locke carefully when he first met him, and he did not take him seriously at that time, so he did not notice anything.

But looking at Locke again, Dumbledore suddenly realized that this young man was too calm. It was not his emotions, but the aura he exuded and the feeling he gave people.

There is absolutely no trace of the temperament and emotions that young people should have, nor is there any of the youthful spirit and vigor of a young successful person.

He was like a deep and quiet pool without any wind or trace, yet deep and bottomless. He was also like a superior who seemed to have experienced endless years, seen everything in the world, and was no longer moved by any external things.

It is really abnormal for such a temperament to appear in a person who can find a new path at such a young age and develop a great magical creation like the magic network.

"Principal Dumbledore, you are joking. There are many kinds of people in the world. Some are still full of vigor and vitality when they are old, some are old-fashioned when they are young, and some are mature and steady. People like me are nothing special."

Locke didn't know what Dumbledore was thinking, but he was not in a hurry. Since you want to chat, then go ahead. He didn't have any classes today anyway.

"Haha, Professor Kazir is right. I am narrow-minded. After all, I am old and cannot accept new things as quickly as young people."