A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 178: The special training is over

On the morning before the start of school, Felix sat leisurely in the private seat of the Leaky Cauldron, eating breakfast, and flipping through the newspapers of the day.

"Tsk, Sirius Black, why is it on the front page for so many days?"

Felix stared at the man in the photo, his sunken face and long, tangled black hair. He has waxy skin and looks a bit like a vampire.

The newspapers did not hesitate to repeat his crimes over and over again, including supporting the mysterious person, and after being cornered, he blew up half a street and killed thirteen people. He is currently on the run.

The words "extremely dangerous" and "the most notorious prisoner" appeared many times in the bold red font.

"Is it difficult to escape from Azkaban?" Felix took a sip of coffee and spent two seconds simulating the scene.

First step, take out the spare wand, and then, uh...

'The premise assumption is not valid, why should I be imprisoned? ’

'But at least it explains why Fudge is so nervous about Harry. ’

At this moment, Harry yawned and walked down the stairs. Dobby followed carefully behind him, looking at Harry worriedly, as if worried that he would miss a step and fall down the stairs.

"Harry, Dobby, this way." Felix tilted his head at them, "Morning, Professor." Harry took the empty seat opposite, and to his surprise, Dobby was also leaning against the chair sat down.

"Dobby, don't you need to greet the guests?" Harry asked.

"Mr. Potter, Dobby has resigned from the Leaky Cauldron. This is Dobby's last day here. The boss approves that I don't have to do anything."

"Oh, uh..." Harry was obviously not sober, he didn't turn his head around for a while, and said in a daze for a long time: "But, where are you going?"

"Mr. Haipu offered Dobby a job, and Dobby is willing to help a friend! Dobby, Dobby is honored." The elf stared at Felix with a pair of big eyes.

Harry also turned his head, and Felix said briefly: "I hired Dobby as my spokesperson to deal with some book publishing issues."

"Congratulations, Dobby." Harry said sincerely.

After breakfast, Felix said to him: "Harry, I will not arrange training tasks on the last day. In the past two days, you have reviewed the Iron Armor Curse, the Stunning Curse, and the Locking Tongue Curse, and you have also learned the Prison Curse." Curse, it is more useful for you now, and can give you a first-hand advantage."

Harry listened silently, he knew that this special training was coming to an end.

The incantation of the Imprisonment Curse is "Quick Imprisonment", and its effect is to shoot a thick rope from the tip of the wand to bind the target. The advantage of this magic is that the casting distance is very far, allowing him to attack through a corridor.

He only learned it last night, and he can barely cast it, but the attack distance has reached twelve or thirteen meters, which has surpassed most of the spells he has mastered.

'Thanks to Ron for learning this magic. ’ Harry thought to himself, after many failures, he remembered how Ron had learned the Disarming Charm, so Harry asked Professor Haip to use the Imprisoning Charm on him, hoping to 'feel' its mystery up close.

Professor Haipu is also very interested in this, "I've wanted to try it for a long time, but I haven't gotten the chance." An airtight cocoon, he felt like a giant Flobber caterpillar.

After desperately struggling, he finally mastered this magic, at the cost of being bruised all over his body, as if he had been hung up by a whipping willow and smoked for half an hour.

When the Whomping Willow was mentioned, he couldn't help but think of Mr. Weasley's car. When school started last year, Dobby closed the platform. In order to return to school on time, he and Ron flew over half of the UK in a magic car modified by Mr. Weasley privately. As a result, when passing through the Forbidden Forest, the car was overwhelmed and fell headlong into the ground. On the Whomping Willow.

Mr. Weasley was scrutinized for this, and he felt guilty for a long time.

Now the 'culprit' not only had breakfast with him, but also became his friend, which made Harry sigh the wonder of the world.

There was a commotion outside the bar, and a large group of people suddenly poured into the bar. Most of them have red hair and carry large and small suitcases and cages.

"Daddy, is Harry here?" A little girl with fiery red hair asked, pulling her father's arm.

"This is the seventh time I reply to you, yes, Ginny." Her father said.

Harry has already shown a surprised expression - it is the Weasley family, and there is a couple who are very 'Muggle' standing next to them. Harry is no stranger, it is Hermione's parents.

But nothing catches Harry's attention more than his two good friends, and he can't wait to share his experience——

"Here! Ron, Hermione!" Harry waved vigorously, jumped off his seat, and ran in front of them.

Ron was dressed in exotic clothes, full of exotic styles, Hermione's skin was tanned, and they had bright smiles on their faces.

Ron hammered Harry's chest and grinned, "Hey, Harry, did you really blow up your aunt?"

"I didn't do it on purpose." Harry said, he noticed that Hermione's parents looked at him very strangely, and he subconsciously explained: "I lost control, you know, magic riots..."

But things seemed to be getting worse and worse. He turned his head to look at Professor Haipu who was walking over, and asked him for help with his eyes.

Ron also realized that he had said the wrong thing, and Ginny kicked him across Percy.

Felix nodded at them, and he looked at Harry: "Magic riots are the product of extreme emotions. I am surprised that you can still maintain a trace of calm when you are out of control."

He turned to face Hermione's parents: "Hello, I'm Felix Hemp, the professor of ancient runes at Hogwarts, and I know a little about the world of ordinary people."

Mrs. Granger looked at him with a smile. She had heard her daughter mention the professor. Instead, Mr. Granger looked at him with a look of surprise, "I met you before. A strange guest, huh? I didn't expect you to be a professor in the school...you are too young."

Felix brought this topic up with one sentence: "Yeah, the magic world doesn't care about this."

Hermione greeted in a low voice: "Hello, Professor Haipu."

Felix nodded at her, "Hello, Miss Granger." He turned to look at Arthur Weasley, "Mr. Weasley, we should have passed the letter before."

Arthur Weasley patted his forehead, "Yes, I asked you some questions about Muggle technology... Ah, Molly, come on, it's just pure research."

Mrs. Weasley glared at her husband, and said enthusiastically to Felix: "Professor Haip~IndoMTL.com~Thank you for the Christmas gift you gave Ron. To be honest, it's a bit expensive... But little Ronnie loves his new wand."

"Mom!" Ron said angrily, she always called him by his nickname regardless of the occasion.

But Mrs. Weasley ignored him: "Ron kind of admires you, and he took your class this year, and of course—" She looked at Harry and Hermione, who nodded in unison, "And These two little guys are naughty kids, so don't worry about it."

She rambled on: "We got the news from Dumbledore very early on. Arthur and I were stupid, trembling, and thinking about it all the time, but we didn't dare to write the roaring letter, for fear of affecting Jin. Ni, it's black magic after all..." She said vaguely, "It's also about the secret room, her brothers set a bad example for her."

"Mom, this can involve us too!"

"Yeah, we didn't cause any trouble this summer vacation."

The twins next to her were screaming desperately, and Mrs. Weasley looked at them sternly, her lips pursed. "You also said, don't think I don't know what you are studying..."

Percy stood up, chest out, with a shiny silver badge on it—the logo of the Head of the Boys' Council, "Mom, Ginny has a brother like me as an example."

The twins had sour expressions on their faces, and they lowered their heads and muttered.

'Student Council President, right? ’

'How about changing to a boy with a big head? ’

The two quickly showed a knowing smile.

Felix watched the interaction of this big family with interest, and when they stopped, he said: "Don't worry, Mrs. Weasley, I know them all quite well..."

The hunchbacked old Tom came over, his mouth was full of teeth, "Several guests, it seems that you need a big table?"