A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 363: After lights out

Ron left them angrily, "Ron" Harry reached out his back, not knowing what to say.

When he was packing his bags back at school on the first day, he saw Mrs. Weasley's dress for Ron. From his point of view, it looked more like a maroon velvet dress with a musty ruffle at the neckline and matching lace at the cuffs.

Harry didn't have the courage to wear it out. Judging from Ron's expression at the time, he wished he could put this dress at the bottom of the suitcase, and he would never use it once in his life.

Ten seconds later, Ron flew out whirling.

Harry and Hermione caught him, Ron sat on the ground, his face was pale, and he said in a low voice: "I've had enough of being poor. Harry, can you lend me some money, and I promise to pay you back! "

Harry hesitated for two seconds, he knew what Ron was going to do to buy aging potions, "No problem," he said.

"Ron! You shouldn't be under consideration by Dumbledore," Hermione advised.

"Don't worry about it." Ron buried his head, "Don't you have a way to get the invitation card, wouldn't you be talking big?"

Hermione stared at him incredulously, but Ron only gave her the back of the head, and Hermione gave him a haughty look before plodding up the steps.

Her figure disappeared in front of the cold black hanging gate, and only a dozen seconds later, the black mist fluctuated violently.

Ron looked at the black stele in disbelief, and a golden name Hermione Granger appeared flamboyantly. The black door opened silently, and a wave of hot air gushed out from inside, and the golden flame gradually disappeared behind her.

…

Eight o'clock in the evening.

Felix brought Justin Fenrieri into an apparition and appeared in a London alley, and then they got into a taxi and came to the villa area according to the address provided by Justin.

"Mom, it's me, Justin." Justin rang the doorbell in front of the courtyard and said to the microphone above: "I'm with a professor in the school."

"Oh my god! Mommy is coming right now, baby."

There was a frantic sound from the other side of the microphone, as if someone had broken a glass.

Justin opened his mouth, a little embarrassed, and Felix silently observed the carved patterns on the pillar, until a delicately dressed woman came out quickly, straightening her hat in a panic.

"Hello, you are, uh..."

Through the door, she froze for a moment, looking at Justin and then at Felix.

"Are you the professor of...?" She asked cautiously. She was too young. All the professors she had met were fat and thinning without exception.

Even if magic can cure hair loss, it can't make people younger, right? The professor surnamed "McGonagall" who visited the house for the first time did not have this ability.

"Oh, mom, open the door quickly. He is my ancient rune professor, I told you!" Justin said beside him.

The woman stretched out a hand through the door and flicked on his forehead.

"Ouch!"

The woman touched her pocket with satisfaction, and then said apologetically, "Is it Professor Haipu? This child did mention you and said that you are very young, but I thought, it should be... oh, I'm sorry, I forgot my keys, and I changed when I got home at night...I'll be right back." She left in a hurry.

Justin asked suspiciously: "Professor Haipu? We can use the unlocking spell..."

"It's not necessary," said Felix, "it's okay to wait."

Justin scratched his curly hair, not quite understanding, "Professor, what kind of magic did you use just now? Portkey?"

Felix laughed, "Where did you hear that word?"

"Ernie told me that during the Quidditch World Cup in the summer vacation, the Ministry of Magic prepared 300 portkeys, and people from all over the world came to Britain through the portkeys!"

"Three hundred are only the number in the UK." Felix said: "The magic of the Portkey needs to be attached to a certain object. I use apparition."

"Apparate?"

"That's right, it's more convenient than a portkey, and you've seen the effect, you'll get to know it when you're in sixth grade."

"But why haven't I seen anyone else use it?"

"Oh, because of a spell in the school that prohibits disapparation and, of course, portkeys."

At this time, Mrs. Justin appeared at a trot and welcomed the two of them in.

Mr. Finlayley has the same curly hair as Justin. He brought two cups of coffee, "I heard from Justin that you also drink coffee. My friend gave me some Geisha coffee. You can try it."

He puts down the coffee, wipes his hands, and holds them with Felix.

Felix explained his purpose of coming. Mr. and Mrs. Fenley were taken aback, and immediately took him to the study. This kid, Sting, is always playing with it, and his mother worried about breaking it, so she put it in the study."

Justin glared at his mother, before she tousled his hair.

In the study room, Felix looked at the antique vase carefully for a long time. Of course, what he saw was not the pattern on the enamel paint surface, but the magic glow hidden in the invisible to ordinary people

"Is there a question?" Mr. Finlayly asked nervously.

"Oh, no," said Felix, "no matter how many times you look at it, you will be amazed at the craftsmanship of goblins. Some of their magic can be compared to the top formula of alchemy... But don't worry, There is no curse on it."

"That's good, that's good." Mr. Finlayley breathed a sigh of relief, he was worried about something like radiation, forgive him for not understanding magic, but this is the curse he imagined.

Afterwards, the Finlaylies invited him to spend a weekend together. Felix knew that it was Justin they wanted to keep.

He said implicitly: "The students at Hogwarts live on campus, and the professor has an unshirkable responsibility for the safety of little wizards..." Seeing their disappointed expressions, he added, " I can stay until tomorrow morning at most, and please prepare a room for me, it’s better to be quiet.”

"Naturally, don't worry, Professor Haipu." Mrs. Finliery agreed quickly, for fear that he would go back on his word. She patted Justin on the back of the head and said seriously: "What about your manners?"

Justin said sullenly: "Thank you, Professor."

…

Hogwarts, after lights out.

Harry went to bed early, he was tired enough for the day, Ron and Hermione were having a fight, and they ignored each other, but Hermione had already got the invitation card, and of course Harry hoped that Ron could get it too , he and Ron stayed in classroom seven in the afternoon.

However, what he can do is really limited. He just helps analyze the situation after Ron's failure, but this is really not what he is good at. Fortunately, Hermione left Madam Pomfrey's potion, which can relieve mental fatigue and shorten their rest time a lot.

Ron lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, his face full of thoughts.

He stared at the light outside the window, barely able to see a corner of the moon.

Harry succeeded, so did Hermione, even... He glanced at Neville, who was snoring loudly, yes, even Neville managed to get the invitation card.

He knew he wasn't as good as Harry and Hermione, but at least he didn't want to be left too far behind.

He sat up and was in a daze for a long time. Finally, he tiptoed out of bed and picked up the half bottle of medicine from the table. Walk out of the dormitory and open the door to the common room.

Ron walked all the way in the dark corridor in fear, not even using fluorescent lights, for fear of meeting Filch or Mrs. Norris.

Finally, half an hour later, he arrived near classroom 7, secretly rejoicing for his good luck.

Ron held his wand in his mouth, not daring to make a sound, and groped along the wall with his hands. There is no lock in classroom No. 7, and the way to enter is to outline a rune symbol. It just so happened that Professor Haipu said in the Rune Club~IndoMTL.com~ Right now, he only needs to find the correct position, quickly outline the rune, and sneak into the classroom, and he can spend one more night than others.

Ron touched a protruding thing, which was cold but warmer than the wall and the door. He was shocked and found it! But in the next second, a suppressed scream rang in his ears, making his hair stand on end.

Ghost? Peeves? No, it's a living person...

"Who!"

"Who!" Ron's voice was so frightened that it was distorted, and his tone was twisted and twisted, even he himself didn't know what he was talking about.

In the darkness, there was an unknown creature less than a foot away from him. Ron swallowed, took two steps back, raised his wand, and whispered: "Luminescence flashes."

From the tip of the staff, a hazy halo lights up, illuminating the face on the opposite side that is close at hand

"Draco Malfoy!"

"Ron Weasley!"