A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 272: “absolutely no spikes”

"Perhaps Professor Lupine... hiss~"

The sudden cold wind blew into Ron's neckline, making him swallow the remaining half of his words. He looked at the window of the lounge, carefully picked up a piece of broken glass: "There is a hole here, no one repair it?"

Hermione said impatiently: "It's just a spell, please do it yourself."

When returning to the dormitory, Ron said to Harry: "Maybe her cat did it, I think it's a bit weird, especially the way it looks at me..."

Harry didn't continue this topic, nor did he tell Ron the fact that he threw Crookshanks out of his bed two or three times. In his mind, the cat seemed to be particularly attached to the smell of Scabbers, even if he disappeared After that, he often came to visit. Maybe it was just a pity that he didn't have a snack?

However, Harry couldn't guarantee that if Scabbers was still around, would he be stimulated to suddenly become a dark wizard, 'Maybe he just couldn't bear Crookshanks' harassment and left. ’ In a way, he thought, the cat had saved his life and Ron’s.

Harry was looking for a new topic while taking off his clothes, "By the way, what did you want to say just now?"

Ron put his shoe-off hand down, frowned and thought carefully: "I wanted to say, maybe Professor Lupine is going to use your dementor doll to replace Boggart."

After a few seconds, Harry suddenly realized, and he said excitedly: "You are right, Professor Haip wrote on the card, dolls can help me, I thought I could use it to overcome my weakness." Fear of dementors, avoiding the recurrence of Quidditch accidents, now it seems that Professor Haipu has long anticipated such a day."

Ron put on his pajamas with a smile: "But it's not that big of a difference. You used it to convince Wood to let you continue to participate in the competition. Remember, he was almost paralyzed with fright when he saw this thing for the first time... ..."

Even though Ron was exaggerating, Harry couldn't help laughing, especially when he thought of the sturdy Wood huddling himself in the back of the chair like a kitten.

Across the bed, Neville said sleepily, "Harry? What happened?"

"It's nothing, go to bed quickly." He said hastily.

Lying in bed, Harry thought hopefully, hoping he wouldn't miss the next Quidditch practice, just as Hermione never missed a single elective - amazing, but all he wanted was results.

…

In the next few days, apart from attending classes, going to the library, and studying the Pensieve borrowed from Dumbledore every day, Felix spent quite a long time sorting out the teaching of the ancient magic——the technique of illumination step.

This is the end-of-term reward he prepared for the club. Although this magic can only be regarded as an infinitely enhanced version of fluorescent flashes, it is satisfactory both in terms of effect and safety.

The only consequence of this magic going out of control is to drain the magic power of the reckless learner. Compared with those examples of being backlashed by the spell, burning into a pile of ashes, or being drained and turned into a mummified corpse, it is really too friendly up.

Felix intends to separate this ancient magic, integrate the knowledge into the next assembly, and teach it after the exams of this semester are over.

In addition, his communication with Nick LeMay resumed again. Although the two only communicated through photos, he was keenly aware that Nick LeMay's words were full of anger, and he couldn't help but feel a sinking heart. Dumbledore's words surfaced again: Nick's wife may not survive this winter...

But Nick Flamel avoided talking about it, and he could only pretend not to know, so as to avoid opening the old man's scars.

Maybe he can discuss with Nick Flamel and live with him for a period of time after the summer vacation.

During this period, Mundungus contacted him several times and sent him some ancient alchemy products. He also took out a beautiful silverware. Felix judged from the workmanship that the silverware was made by goblins. , This kind of thing has always been valuable, and it can be seen that the owner often plays with it. Felix guessed that it might come from a pure-blooded family.

Mundungus tentatively asked if he wanted more. He had a stable source of goods, which made Felix even more confirmed. He couldn't help feeling that there were some pure-blood families that were glamorous on the surface, and secretly began to sell them. gave birth.

In the first dueling class in January, Felix explained the rules of the small duel competition, and arranged for some senior students to demonstrate, except that black magic, semi-permanent transfiguration, high-risk curses and Except for potions, there are not many restrictions.

"This competition will be as close to reality as possible. The venue is not a ring. After the research of several professors, we decided to make full use of classroom No. 7. That's right, it was changed from the practical classroom of the ancient magic text class."

"There is still one month before the official start of the duel competition, you can make sufficient preparations."

In this dueling class, apart from the news revealed by Felix, the most eye-catching thing was Neville. His silent stun spell successfully knocked down several opponents, scaring those who knew him Jump.

With his heart pounding, Neville grinned as he watched Harry give him the thumbs-up for the first time. After Seamus Finnigan was awakened, he exaggeratedly hammered Neville's chest, "Hey buddy, did you take some serious medicine?"

Although everyone was happy with Neville's progress, his changes also made many people feel a sense of crisis. The most intuitive one was that the dueling self-study group formed by Harry, Ron and Hermione became popular in a small area.

In an abandoned classroom, Ron said resolutely, "Come on, Harry." A small group of people surrounded him, making his expression even more tragic.

Harry hesitated, but obeyed, pointing his wand at Ron, and shouted, "Quick and imprison!" An enchanted string wrapped around him, binding him from head to toe. Group, Ron hit the mat with a "bang"~IndoMTL.com~ He ran over, lifted the spell, helped Ron up, and asked in a low voice: "Are you still here?"

"Come on, I want to experience your magic a few more times—his~" Ron grinned and said, "Has your magic mutated, I feel like my **** has been punctured by a spike."

Students around them all took a step back, and several girls - Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil looked at them with disgust.

Harry explained in a panic: "No, his skin should be swollen, that's why he felt the tingling, I've experienced—" He stopped, feeling himself getting darker and darker.

Now, even Ginny looked at him strangely.

Harry gave up the explanation dejectedly, glared at Ron, and said angrily, "Are you ready?"

"Wait——"

"Boom!"

Ron fell to the ground again, and Harry sincerely said to the others: "You can check, there are absolutely no spikes..."