A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 20: Popular Professor

Friday.

At the beginning of a new day, the little wizards were still enthusiastically discussing yesterday's open class. This enthusiasm was surging like waves, injecting a boost to the ordinary campus life.

What was the topic they discussed the other day?

The perfectly handsome Professor Lockhart?

But now the news has been blown away by the rain, not only because Lockhart's performance in class is really disappointing - even the word "disappointment" is the result of some fans' criticism.

More importantly, Professor Haipu has become a new generation of idol professors, and there is a faint tendency to replace Professor Lockhart, who has the title of "Popular Lover".

This annoyed a certain Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Lockhart kept going around in circles in the office, his long blond hair that used to be soft and light was a little wilted, and the dozen or so portraits hanging in the office also showed the same irritable expression.

"I have to think of a way, yes, think of a way... God! He is really a good hand in the limelight!"

Before coming to Hogwarts, he thought that the only person who was qualified to compete with him for the headline page of the "Daily Prophet" was the famous Harry Potter, and he was mentally prepared for this. But now he has to admit that he has met a strong competitor.

This reminded him of the hateful woman Rita Skeeter. A few years ago, he also competed with that Skeeter for the title of best-selling author. Although he lost in the end, it was because of that The woman cheated, she even broke the news about his dark history in school in the newspaper!

However, I am not easy to mess with. Doesn't Skeeter know how unpopular he was when he was in school?

Professor Lockhart loosened the tight robe around his chest. It was really a passionate time! He felt his desire to fight come back.

"A difficult opponent, huh?" He stopped in front of a full-length mirror, cheering himself up, "Gidero, you are facing a battle now, and someone wants to compare you! You have to do something What!"

Seeing himself in the mirror, he relaxed a little. With such a handsome face, how could he lose?

Not to mention the episode that happened in this small office, Felix's popularity index has broken through a new high among the vast group of young wizards, and everyone is looking forward to his formal lecture.

"Maybe he will continue the magic puppet battle in class? You know, many people didn't get on the wheel yesterday." Ron held the beef patty in his left hand, and stuck a potato with a fork in his right hand. idle.

"Maybe, but we're only in second year, remember, Ron? We'll have to wait at least a year for his lessons," Harry said rationally.

Ron's eyes widened, "Harry, you ruined my first dream of the year." He touched him with his arm, "You know what I'm thinking? Malfoy beat the **** out of..."

Ron closed his eyes and made an imaginary expression, "Malfoy's robe was set on fire by the fireball, he tried to hide, but it was useless, my magic puppet was too fast! He also wanted to cast a curse , but it's useless, because the magic puppet is too small, he can't shoot at all!"

Harry ate his pie in silence, thinking that only Ron would miss his shot because his wand broke in two.

Hermione, who was eating breakfast and reading a book, raised her head and corrected: "Ron, I must remind you that Professor Haipu said in the open class that for the safety of little wizards, magic puppet What is released is only the most basic flame, and its power is not as powerful as the blazing flame spell cast by ourselves."

Ron seemed suddenly choked on the beefloaf and couldn't speak. He didn't remember Professor Hemp saying that, but Hermione was always right about it. He muttered in a low voice, "It's your blazing spell, neither Harry nor I know it, I think you forgot."

Hermione snorted.

"Aren't you reading a book, haven't finished it yet?"

"I think I just told you yesterday that I have twenty books on my list!"

Ron fell silent.

Harry became interested when he heard what Hermione said, and he couldn't help asking her: "Hermione, how much do you know about this professor? Ron and I missed the start-of-term dinner." Ron drove Mr. Weasley's car across most of the UK.

For this reason, he and Ron had to worry about being fired in Snape's basement. Fortunately, they were neither expelled from the school nor deducted points from the college. Professor McGonagall even prepared food for them.

It's just that something like this happened, and it was impossible to return to the dinner party in a dignified manner. Ron missed his sister Ginny's sorting ceremony because of this.

Hermione quickly and fluently popularized the information she heard from the dinner party, "Professor Haip graduated from Hogwarts Slytherin House——"

"Slytherin!" Ron yelled suddenly, but Hermione gave him a hard look, and he lowered his head and gnawed at the pie.

"Yes, Slytherin. He is nine classes older than us and just graduated three years ago. But he is very famous, and all the senior students in the school know him. Charms, Transfiguration, and Muggle studies, and of course dueling."

"Duel?" Harry was a little taken aback. In his impression, Professor Happe was obviously not the fake Lockhart, but he also looked gentle and gentle, a bit like a teacher he had when he was in a Muggle school.

It was difficult for him to associate Professor Hemp with the word duel.

"That's right." Hermione glanced left and right, lowered her head carefully, and said in a low voice, "It is said that he was born as a Muggle. , but..."

"But what?"

"But he cursed them back so hard that the senior Slytherins were afraid of him because they had been taught a lesson."

Harry and Ron's faces were full of fascination ~IndoMTL.com~ To be honest, they also wanted to punch some Slytherins.

However, the rumors that Hermione heard were obviously wrong. Felix was already in the fifth grade when the current seventh graders entered school. Can he teach them a lesson? Naturally, someone will teach them to be human.

In Potions class, the little wizards were still discussing yesterday's public class, and Harry could clearly see that Malfoy was bragging loudly among the Slytherin students that he had a "relationship" with Professor Haip , My cousin and Professor Haipu are inseparable.

Harry couldn't help thinking that maybe it was a "typed" friendship.

Ron was also exaggerating about the scene where he fought with a magic puppet in the public class. From what he said, it seemed that he and Harry staged a real PK instead of a magic puppet.

"Quiet!"

Snape's voice came from behind the classroom, and the little wizards immediately stopped talking. This professor walks with wind, and the black wizard robe makes a "hunting" sound, and his pressure is +10.

He looked around, his eyes resting on Harry Potter, making him tense. But Snape looked away, this time he stared at Ron, and taunted in his characteristic, deep voice: "Ronald Weasley... yeah, there has indeed been a lot going on these days." The limelight. But you should focus on improving your poor potions grade, I don't want to add another T to your final paper."

The Slytherins burst into laughter.

Ron's face was flushed, clutching the broken wand taped up in his hand, he wanted to put a jinx on Snape's face.

"And Miss Granger, put away your extra-curricular books. This is Potions class, not ancient runes. You still have one year left for elective courses."

Hermione packed the book in a huff.