A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 3: Interview

Ten o'clock in the morning on July 21st.

Felix was dressed very formally. He stood in the fireplace, sprinkled a handful of Floo powder, and shouted "Hogwarts Deputy Headmaster's Office". After a green flame passed, his figure disappeared.

In the Hogwarts vice-principal's office, Professor McGonagall is sorting out the school documents with a serious face.

The professor of Transfiguration who is known for being strict is always expressionless, but at the moment she is still in a good mood. Gryffindor College won the long-lost House Cup in the last school year, which kept the head of Gryffindor College in a happy mood until now.

"Peng!"

A cluster of dark green flames flashed in the fireplace, and a young, polite man stepped out.

Felix looked at the surrounding environment, and it hasn't changed at all. It's been a long time! He smiled gently at McGonagall: "Hi, Professor McGonagall, long time no see."

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, which meant that her mood was rapidly deteriorating, or she was turning into a working mode, "Long time no see, Felix."

Professor McGonagall taught him too, was one of his professors. For this famous student, she had complicated feelings, certainly not the kind of complexity that Professor Snape had.

Before the long-lost Academy Cup, Gryffindor had a miserable seven-game losing streak, and this experience had a lot to do with Felix.

Except for the first three years, Felix's learning environment was too bad, which caused him to fight back, so he deducted a lot of points. As a Slytherin student himself, he should fight for the honor of the house.

And the next few years can be described in one sentence, "Glory to Slytherin".

……

Felix stepped forward, looked at his pocket watch, "I hope I didn't miss the interview."

Professor McGonagall was interrupted, stood up and led him to the principal's office, "Chocolate Frog." She read the password and sent Felix in. Before leaving, she said, "Your book is very good. It seems that you have lived a fulfilling life in the past three years."

"Thank you, Professor McGonagall." He froze for a moment, smiled, and then stepped up the steps.

After three years of graduation, he is not a fool. Especially when he failed to apply for a job for the first time, he thought over and over again, suspecting that his student career was too vigorous, so he followed the advice of Principal Dumbledore, "Walk around and see more."

He spent a year wandering the wizarding world, and the remaining two years stayed in the Muggle world to work, er, research Muggles.

The results are remarkable, three books in three years, two Muggle studies, and one ancient rune.

And amassed a considerable fortune.

Walking through the long steps, Felix entered the principal's office, which was filled with various books and alchemy products, and on the wall were portraits of successive Hogwarts principals.

On the side of the principal's desk, a phoenix rested with its eyes closed.

Dumbledore was studying something at his desk, and the whole office was very quiet.

"Principal Dumbledore, good morning." Felix greeted aloud. As he spoke, the room suddenly came alive.

The portraits of the principals opened their eyes one after another, looked at Felix, pointed and whispered.

One of the portraits is extremely exaggerated, "Ha! Here comes the best Slytherin!"

The man in the portrait has a goatee, slender eyebrows, and wears Slytherin robes. He is Phineas Black, who was voted the most unpopular headmaster of Hogwarts by the students, also from Slytherin.

Felix saluted gracefully.

At this time, Headmaster Dumbledore finally raised his head. He had a very different appearance from ordinary people, with a silver-white beard that stretched long to his chest; his robes were not neatly dressed, and he wore half-moon eyes.

But these are not as good as his eyes, his eyes are very bright, and the blue pupils seem to be shining.

Felix was a little dazed. Time did not leave too many traces on the headmaster, but it seemed to have left too many traces.

"Ah, ah! It's Felix," Dumbledore stood up and strode forward, his movements were vigorous, "I've been waiting for you to come."

Felix shook hands with the principal cautiously. After all, he came to apply for a job and was rejected three times.

The two sat on the chair, Dumbledore looked at him through the thin lens, and waved his wand at the same time, "What do you want to drink? Pumpkin juice? Tea?" Then he blinked, "I still have Fresh butter beer."

"A cup of tea, thank you."

Dumbledore flicked his wand, and a cup of steaming tea floated in front of him, and Felix took a sip. A bitter taste flooded into the nose, it was old tea. It seems that the principal doesn't usually drink tea.

"The tea that Sybil sent me, although I personally can't taste good or bad, but according to her, it comes from the far east."

Liar!

Felix swears that at least one of you two is a liar.

After drinking tea, the conversation began to get to the point.

"Felix, you have done a great job in the past few years. I have been reading your books. I have to say that you are very novel and in-depth in Muggle studies... You have given me a lot of ideas for this old man. "

Felix smiled, "Thanks to your suggestion, the Muggle world is wonderful, especially in recent decades, they have developed rapidly. As for the writing... Maybe it's because I am also Muggle-born, Have a better understanding of them."

Dumbledore shook his head, "Birth cannot erase your hard work. There are many people in the wizarding world who are Muggle-born, but they are not good at Muggle studies. At most, they have some common sense. deeper, but this is far from understanding.”

Of course, because I was a pure Muggle in my previous life.

Dumbledore waved his wand, and a book flew out from the desk. The title of the book was "The History of Muggle Struggle: From Millions of Years Ago", which was one of Felix's works. He suddenly realized that Dumbledore had been reading his book just now.

"This book is very inspiring to me. I have read it more than once, especially from the history of science and technology—is this the word? From the perspective of history of science and technology ~IndoMTL.com~ to explain how Muggles are step by step From being shaped like a beast, after millions of years, it has developed to the present level. It has to be said that this is a miracle."

"You also pointed out that the technological level of the Muggles will leap forward rapidly every once in a while, and the time interval is getting shorter and shorter. You even predicted that the next leap is not far away—very instructive!" Deng Bullido was full of praise for his book.

Felix said modestly: "I didn't create this kind of thinking. In fact, many sociologists in the Muggle world, oh, that is, Muggle scholars who study Muggles. Little help."

Dumbledore said calmly, "Many Muggles are equally intelligent, but few people in the wizarding world admit this."

"I agree with you, Professor Dumbledore."

Dumbledore blinked immediately, seemed to have skipped the topic just now, and said playfully: "So, you should have read a lot of Muggle books? Frankly speaking, many of my Christmas presents are books. They seem to be I think I prefer books. But I’ve read most of them, and I prefer a pair of woolen socks.”

"Of course, if it is a book from the Muggle world, I don't think I will refuse it."

A bright hint...

At least he knows what to give for Christmas...

"Yes, although they don't have magic, some of them are willing to spend more than ten years to complete a book, which is dedicated to explaining a problem or a theory." Felix said softly, "It's very difficult. Therefore, it is very precious."

Dumbledore was a little relieved, "It seems that you have really gained a lot in the past few years." Then he suddenly asked a question, "Then why are you obsessed with coming to Hogwarts to teach?"