A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 117: Discussion (available on the 31st)

On the day before Valentine's Day, Hogwarts was filled with a restless youthful atmosphere, and the whole school became alive.

Among the group of young wizards, various tricks of confession began to be circulated. From the method and place of confession - under the mistletoe is the most popular, to what clothes to wear when confessing, a set of rhetoric has been sorted out.

There was even a batch of low-quality love potions popping up out of nowhere, and several professors put a few students in confinement before stopping this trend.

So the focus of the little wizards turned to the star students of various colleges, and they began to discuss which wizard is more handsome and which witch is more beautiful...

Some of the most popular ones even have regular admirers, such as Cedric Diggory of Hufflepuff. It was his fame that quickly spread to other grades and colleges.

Harry has also been a little distressed recently. With the double bonus of the halo of the savior and the school's special contribution award, his reputation has always remained high. Especially after the corpse of the basilisk was displayed at school, everyone's fear of the basilisk turned into awe of Harry, Ron and Hermione accordingly.

But this kind of awe is more obvious in Harry, because only he has shown a strong fighting talent-his disarming spell even surpassed many senior students.

This allowed him to gain a group of admirers.

"Harry, there are a few girls over there looking at you, can't you take care of it?" Hermione said irritably.

Harry looked at a group of low-grade little witches in the corner of the library, feeling very helpless. They acted quite boldly, staring straight at him, and when he looked over, they hid their faces "Giggle" laughter at the back of the book.

Ginny was doing her homework not far away, occasionally taking a quick glance at Harry while flipping through the book.

It didn't take long for Harry's troubles to take care of themselves, as the librarian, Mrs. Pince, drove the rambunctious little girls away with a wave of her wand.

He let out a long sigh of relief.

Ron is a little envious, because the people who love to listen to his stories are boys, and the popularity of the stories is gradually fading.

As the three walked out of the library, they began to discuss the new professor.

"I don't know how the new professor is, don't be like Lockhart and Quirrell again..." Ron said with lingering fear, these two left him a huge psychological shadow.

"I can also learn something from the dueling class." Harry didn't care much, the course he was most satisfied with this year was the duel class, but unfortunately there were only two times a month.

"Harry, the dueling class is different from the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Defense Against the Dark Arts teaches you to resist danger, and fighting is just a way to resist danger." Hermione said, "Actually, Snape's theory is full of It meets the requirements of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.”

Ron looked at her in shock, as if she had said something shocking.

"Oh~ don't be like this, I'm just evaluating objectively." Hermione said.

Harry didn't speak. What he objected to was not Snape's views on dueling, but himself.

On this point, the two had a tacit understanding, he didn't like Snape, and Snape didn't like him either.

So he changed the subject and said: "Is there any rumor about the new professor? Don't talk about the dwarf..."

As they spoke, a dwarf walked past them sullenly - after Dumbledore had agreed to the dwarf's Valentine's Day performance, they had brought the whole party, twelve of them.

These short green-skinned people walked around the school and became a unique scenery in February this year.

Harry was very thankful that they didn't have the usual habit of wearing golden wings and carrying harps.

The three of them watched the dwarf disappear out of sight, and Hermione replied to his question just now: "The new professor is called Damocles Belby, a master potion master, who just died because of the invention of the wolfsbane potion. Awarded the Order of Merlin."

"Master of Potions? Wolfsbane Potion?" Harry asked puzzled.

"Order of Merlin? Lockhart showing off?" Ron said disgustedly.

The little witch first said to Harry: "The wolfsbane potion is a new potion invented this year, which can keep werewolves awake when the full moon transforms—" Then she looked at Ron, "Professor Belby got two Class Medal, which is different from Lockhart's."

Harry nodded.

"How do you know so well?" Ron asked curiously.

"I inquired from Professor Haip. He and the new professor are good friends, and he was the one who recommended the new professor to Dumbledore." The little witch said.

Ron clicked his tongue: "Then why did he recommend his friends? I mean... the curse?"

Hermione shook her head, she also couldn't understand what Professor Hemp did.

In private, she actually thought that Professor Haipu was out of consideration. But she still refuted Ron and said: "The new professor is only taking half a semester's class. I think he may think that the danger is not great." She said not very confidently.

Ron muttered, "That's dangerous too."

Until the evening, their questions were answered to some extent in the common room.

Ginny said somewhat unnaturally: "Luna's mother died unexpectedly due to a magical accident. She told me that if you want to research something new, you will inevitably encounter various dangers..."

"...unless you do nothing."

Ancient Rune Office.

Felix sorted out his harvest. He used the weekend to share the Basilisk materials with Snape.

The other professors were not very interested in this, except Kettleburn and Hagrid who came to see it a few times~IndoMTL.com~Professor Kettleburn's attitude was the purest, and he said with regret: "If you can Raise it... I mean, be prepared."

Given the professor's exaggerated history, Felix is ​​deeply skeptical.

Hagrid's attitude was more complicated. He stroked the scales of the basilisk with his big hand, and said slightly sadly: "I was fired because of it. Not long after my father passed away, he loved me so much... What a paragraph Dark days."

He wiped his tears with a dirty handkerchief, and told Felix about his sadness.

But soon, before Felix could think of words of comfort, Hagrid adjusted himself. He looked at the basilisk's fangs and big empty eyes and said, "It's a fascinating creature, isn't it?"

……

What was placed in front of Felix was the green snake skin, the scales separated from its body, and a dozen fangs.

These are the results of processing - the scales of the original snake skin are inseparable, just like most snakes, the so-called scales are actually the product of the accumulation of the snake's surface skin and cutin.

But under the effect of magic, everything is not a problem, he easily separated the scales from the snake skin.

The basilisk has extremely strong magic resistance, which is comparable to the fire dragon in horizontal analogy. Even if it is a physical spell that hits the thick scales, it may only cause a small shallow pit.

He considered using snake skin to make a close-fitting soft armor, so that ordinary spells would not work on him at all.

As for the scales, Felix hasn't figured out what to do with them yet—these things are magically inert.

He can only hope that Professor Snape can develop a use for the basilisk scale, preferably turning it into a rare potion material.