A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 241: Stay in school list

The next morning, Felix didn't expect his premonition to come true so quickly. He remembered that he didn't have the talent for divination? It's hard to say, I gave up the divination class because that woman Trelawney always pretended to be a ghost.

At that time, Sybill Trelawney had only been teaching at Hogwarts for a few years, and she hadn't formed a stable teaching style like she does now, and sometimes it was inevitable to use too much force.

And Felix is ​​in the limelight--great fame and troubles, just happens to be a good choice for her to make a name for herself. Trelawney once made more than a dozen predictions to him in one breath, although none of them were reliable.

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Felix saw Professor McGonagall and the toad-faced Umbridge standing face to face in front of the spiral staircase. Professor McGonagall had a rather unhappy expression, and her lips were pursed until there was only a slit left.

"Umbridge... Investigator! I need to remind you that Dumbledore does not allow dementors to enter the school. As early as more than a month ago, there was a vicious attack by dementors on the Quidditch pitch* * pieces."

Umbridge stood on a step and found that he was still not tall enough. He stepped on the second step and looked down at Professor McGonagall with a smirk on his face: "Professor McGonagall, I also Didn't want the dementors in, I hate disturbing stuff as much as you do. To be honest, it reminds me of my early days when I was an intern."

"Fortunately, I successfully proved my ability. Although I have a relationship with the Selwyn family...but I can rely on myself to achieve today's status."

Professor McGonagall snorted, "I just hope you didn't retaliate even more after you gained status, as far as I know..." She didn't continue.

Umbridge didn't seem to have heard these words, she showed a sweet smile: "Given that Sirius Black, a dangerous fugitive, is still at large, I hope—on behalf of Minister Fudge, to be able to come to Huo Gewarts opened up a small stronghold to show the importance the Ministry of Magic attaches to Hogwarts. Of course, there will be no dementors, only myself and the two Aurors."

Professor McGonagall said dryly, "I have not received any notice from Dumbledore."

"I can wait." Umbridge waved his hand friendly, "For the safety of those cute and childish little ones, I don't mind wasting a little time."

Professor McGonagall stared at Umbridge, her chest heaving violently, obviously very angry.

"Excuse me, Minerva?" Felix came down the stairs, passing Umbridge.

Professor McGonagall took two steps back to make room for him, and Felix's tall figure stood in front of Umbridge.

Felix blinked at Professor McGonagall. For a moment, a smile appeared on Professor McGonagall's face, but she quickly restrained her expression and became more serious. A similar situation was at last year's Christmas party, when Flitwick used himself as an example and told her a dwarf joke.

"Ahem! I'm sorry—" There was another voice of pretending to clear his throat behind him, and Felix seemed to have noticed her, "You haven't left yet? I thought you were done talking."

"Who is this?" Umbridge's expression was not very good.

Professor McGonagall made no introduction at all, and she said to Felix apologetically: "Felix, can I ask you for a favor? I need—" She glanced at Umbridge, as Umbridge Mlitch was standing on the steps, a little taller than her, and her eyes fell on her pink cardigan and the bow embroidered on the neckline, and she looked away uncomfortably.

"—I need to accompany this Ministry of Magic investigator."

"What do I need to do?" Felix asked.

"Collect the list of detentions for Christmas. You only need to be in charge of Gryffindor College, and Percy Weasley can also assist you." Professor McGonagall handed him a piece of parchment, "Just let the little wizard Just fill in the form, if I can spare time in the afternoon, I will go there."

"No problem, Minerva." Felix said lightly. He bowed slightly to the two of them, and his eyes fell on Umbridge. "The clothes match you very well, ma'am."

Umbridge looked at him incredulously, "Who is this person?" She pointed her fat finger at his departing back.

Felix heard Professor McGonagall say in a pleasant voice: "Obviously, he is a professor at Hogwarts..."

He walked up the spiral staircase, all the way to the common room of Gryffindor College. As a result, she was blocked by the portrait of the fat lady who guarded the door, and she said with a straight face: "Password."

Felix was stunned, and tentatively said: "Good luck?" He had the impression that Gryffindor's password seemed to be related to "luck".

"No," the fat lady rolled her eyes, "Although you are a professor, you cannot open the door without a password. This is the rule. Who knows if you were changed by Black."

Felix said with interest, "Excuse me, ma'am - I've been wondering, do you remember when Blake was in school?"

The Fat Lady seemed insulted, and she let out a scream: "God, of course I remember..." she crackled, and Felix smiled and echoed her words, "Is that so?"

"Is there such a thing?"

"He's such a little bastard..."

After about ten minutes, the door of the common room was pushed open from the inside, and Neville came out, carrying his schoolbag on his back.

"Neville, are you going to study in the library?"

Neville seemed taken aback, and stammered, "Professor Hype? Yes, oh no, I'm going to the greenhouse—I mean, to Professor Sprout."

Felix nodded understandingly, "By the way, what is the password of your academy?" Just as he was speaking, the fat lady had already closed the door with a bang~IndoMTL.com~ and at the same time showed a optimistic look The expression of the play.

Neville's round face froze. He glanced at Felix very slowly, then at the closed lounge door, and reached into his pocket helplessly.

He started from the first pocket, turned to the second, from the jacket to the inner lining, from the robe to the trousers, and then opened the schoolbag again, and the baggy schoolbag exuded the smell of fresh earth.

Neville found a small piece of paper from a corner, and he read it out excitedly: "Auspicious stars are shining, and lucky stars are shining!"

The fat lady curled her lips, "I want to chat with you for a while." She spun out of the way, and the door of the common room opened.

Felix suddenly thought of something, "Neville, are you staying at school for Christmas?"

"No, grandma wrote to ask me to go back for the holidays." Neville replied, clutching his schoolbag unconsciously.

"I see, Neville."

Felix got into the door of the lounge, and there was a lot of people inside.