A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 175: Magic Riot

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Felix asked, "Potter, are you here to buy books in Diagon Alley?"

Harry looked a little embarrassed, he said vaguely: "Uh, I'm currently living in Diagon Alley... in Room 11 of the Leaky Cauldron..."

He couldn't say that he had blown up Aunt Marge, that he had no place to live and was arranged by the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, in the Leaky Cauldron?

Felix was a little surprised by Harry's attitude, and he asked tentatively, "Are you alone?"

Of course there were quite a few tenants in the Leaky Cauldron, but it was obvious that Harry understood the professor. "Yeah, it's just me," he added quickly, trying to distract him: "I'm alone It's also quite comfortable, shopping, eating, doing homework at Florin's Cold Drinks... By the way, I have Dobby as my company."

Felix also smiled, "If I remember correctly, he should work at the Leaky Cauldron?"

Seeing that Professor Haip didn't continue to ask, Harry heaved a long sigh of relief in his heart, and he responded enthusiastically: "That's right, Dobby is in the Leaky Cauldron. Wake me up, but at this time he should be busy serving the guests in the bar."

The two walked and chatted, and Harry introduced more about this slightly weird house elf.

"Dobby sent me a birthday present and a greeting card! He said on it that he earned it by himself. I've always wondered where he didn't mention it in his part-time job letter, but I didn't expect it to be a broken pot." He snapped Suddenly came back to his senses, turned his head and looked at Felix in surprise: "Professor, how did you know?"

Felix said briefly: "Dobby and I are friends, we mentioned it in the chat."

Harry nodded, and then Felix asked him, "So you saw me while you were shopping? What a coincidence, I might have left a minute later."

Harry explained, "Actually, I saw your patron saint's silver swift. Hermione mentioned it to me. I thought it looked a bit like it at the time, so I waited in the nearby store for a while."

"Really? Keenly observant," Felix replied somewhat casually, his attention completely focused on Harry himself. From just now until now, he has always felt that something is wrong with Harry.

He switched the perspective calmly. In the black and white world, the magic power on Harry's body kept jumping, appearing extremely active.

"Professor?"

Harry felt his gaze, and Professor Happer was looking at him with scrutiny, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Potter," Felix said softly, "This incident must have had a great impact on you..."

Harry froze on the spot, he stammered, "You, you know all about it?" He felt a chill in his heart, and explained in a panic, "I didn't mean it, it was Aunt Maggie who insulted me first Parents, I can't be more angry!"

The professor won't have a bad impression of him, will he? He just bought the textbook of ancient magic text yesterday.

"No, you misunderstood, Potter."

The two left Diagon Alley through the wall and came to the Leaky Cauldron. As soon as he passed the bar, Felix heard a sharp greeting: "Dear Mr. Haip, Dobby didn't expect to see you and Mr. Potter at the same time. Today is really a day worth celebrating!"

The other people in the bar looked over, and they were chatting noisyly.

Felix looked back calmly, his voice lowered, and then he looked at the elf: "Dobby, long time no see."

Dobby's eyes widened, and he wiped the corners of his eyes with a dirty rag, "Oh, Mr. Haipu still remembers Dobby, it's so touching..."

"Dobby, please arrange a private seat for us, Potter and I have something to talk about." Felix looked at him gently.

"Dobby understands, two gentlemen, please follow me."

The elf took them to a relatively secluded seat, served them food and drinks, and retreated respectfully.

Harry looked at Felix with a blank expression. After he was caught by Minister Fudge at the entrance of the bar on the Knights bus, the two sat in this position to talk.

Felix didn't rush to speak, he was thinking about how to start the conversation.

Harry stared at the doorpost on his front right, where a wanted poster hung, having lived in the Leaky Cauldron for two days, he was already very familiar with the painting.

"baud"

Professor Haipu's words brought his consciousness back to his body, and he listened quietly.

"I heard you like dueling lessons?"

"That's right, Professor," Harry said, "I think this class is great and I can learn a lot of knowledge. It's only once every two weeks, and some of the spells are quite difficult."

"I'm still not proficient in the Iron Armor Curse..."

Felix nodded, "So, do you need some private guidance for a while, Potter? I'd be more than happy to oblige."

Harry was stunned. He really didn't expect such a good thing to happen, so good that he couldn't believe it.

He felt that since he blew up his aunt, the acquaintances he met had become weird, Dobby greeted the guests in the bar skillfully, the Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge turned a blind eye to his illegal behavior, and now, even Professor Haipu also offered to train him?

"Of course I would, but why?" He asked cautiously.

"Potter, to be frank and honest, your current state is very fascinating. The magic power is in a very active state. From my perspective, it is like a flame that is constantly jumping and burning."

"Overall, I think it's good research."

Felix decided to tell Harry directly that there was nothing to hide about the whole thing except that it sounded odd that he wanted to study Potter.

But to put it another way, he is concerned about the little wizard in a special state, isn't it much better?

Harry swallowed when he heard the words, "I don't quite understand what you mean."

"Harry, if I'm not mistaken, you should have experienced a magic riot in the past few days?"

"Magic power... riot?"

"You should have heard similar sayings, magic power out of control, magic power awakening, magic power riot... Many people regard it as a sign of magic power possessed by little wizards in childhood, but in fact it has always been there. It's just that Sometimes, because of violent emotional fluctuations, little wizards will display various magical powers."

Harry listened quietly, his memory flashing back to a few days ago. Aunt Marge, who kept dogs in the country, was a visitor, a rather rough and mean woman, words that cannot describe a tenth of her character.

Every time she comes, it becomes Harry's nightmare.

But in order to get Hogsmeade's signature, he endured for a whole week, allowing her to verbally humiliate him. On the last day of her visit, she got very drunk and insulted his father and mother without any words, which blew him up.

He does not have a wand in his hand, but he is a wizard. By the time he realized it, Aunt Marge had inflated into a balloon, like the giant pumpkin Hagrid had planted in the field last year, but an ugly one with tiny eyes.

He ran away from home in anger, never wanting to go back to Privet Drive ~IndoMTL.com~ When he calmed down, he started to be afraid, he was afraid that he would be expelled, even imprisoned in Azkaban, with a group of dark wizards for company.

He thought of wandering the world, wandering all his life to avoid the pursuit of the Ministry of Magic, but he needed to withdraw some money first. But things always exceeded his expectations. When he arrived at the door of the Leaky Cauldron, he was caught by the Minister of Magic.

Fortunately, Fudge not only did not hold him accountable, but instead offered him a room in the Leaky Cauldron, and asked him to stay in Diagon Alley until school started and not return to the Muggle world privately.

What reason does he have for refusing?

…

Professor Haipu's voice seemed to come from far away, "But this kind of situation basically happened in childhood, and it basically doesn't happen after the little wizard enters school. So, Potter, your situation is very serious." Rare."

Harry raised his head and said with a relaxed mood, "I agree, Professor Hemp. When do we start?"

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