A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 366: Not cheating

"I can't believe it! You're hiding it from us!" Hermione said dissatisfiedly. indignant.

"Hermione, you guys were quarreling at that time, but buddy, you didn't even tell me that we can wear an invisibility cloak." Harry couldn't help but said in a complaining tone.

"I was thinking...if it fails, just pretend nothing happened." Ron faltered, his eyes looking away unnaturally, "I guess Malfoy thought the same... Hermione, thank you white and fresh flavor.”

The lump on his face no longer looks obvious.

"That's for Harry to practice Apparating!" Hermione snorted.

"But Malfoy succeeded too," said Ron, "I always thought he would just cry for his mother, or a bouncing ferret..."

Hermione thought it was normal.

"His grades have always been very good, and his scores on the 'answer parchment' are among the best, but you never pay attention to it."

"Well," Ron smacked his lips, "I don't know, you still pay attention to people who rank lower than you, that's a lot of names..."

Harry couldn't help grinning.

When they walked into the Forbidden Forest, the light suddenly dimmed, as if it was evening, and there were all kinds of rustling and small sounds in the forest. They were going to find a place nearby to practice apparating, and according to Harry, he could already walk out of the "house".

Ron picked off a purple berry and asked, "Is this edible?"

"Okay," Hermione glanced, "except it's a bit"

"Bah!" Ron had already taken a bite, showing a bitter face, "It's so bitter!"

"...Bitter, it seems you already know it." Hermione said with a smile, and Harry quickly withdrew his hand from the branch.

They soon found a familiar path and trekked to a clearing

"This place looks familiar to me." Harry surveyed the surrounding area, his eyes gliding over the scattered stones several times.

"Yeah," Hermione pointed to a big tree, "remember? We peeked at Professor Heppe practicing Apparation from behind that tree... I asked Hagrid in a whisper. There are no lairs of dangerous creatures. However, we still have to take some precautions"

Wand in hand, she walked around, muttering something.

"Peace guarding...all protection...Muggle shielding...thief sensing...screaming and screaming...transformation guards...I said, if you don't mind, you can help me..."

"We only know the first three spells." Harry and Ron glanced at each other and got busy, "That's taught by Professor Belby, the topic of safety in the wild... what else?"

"Oh," Hermione patted her head, "The Thief Induction Spell can detect magical camouflage, and the Screaming Spell is a kind of warning spell, and it will make a piercing sound when someone breaks in... As for the Transformation Guard, "She paused, and said with a smile: "Don't you think they are cute?"

Harry and Ron squatted down and looked at the things that looked like peanuts. Their bodies were small figures made of two stones.

Ron stretched out his hand and flicked a shapeshifting guard two feet away.

"Kindly look like tumblers," commented Harry, looking up and asking, "What are they for?"

"It's more sensitive to magic power, and it can discover things we can't see in advance." Hermione said, "One more thing, this is Professor Haipu's magic."

"I'm well prepared," Ron whispered, "I finally know why she didn't stop us from violating the school rules. If I have learned so much magic, I must find a chance to use it, otherwise it would be a pity. Isn't it?"

In the evening.

Felix is ​​making a looking glass in his office, with tiny parts strewn about the workbench.

He carefully extracted a wisp of magic from a business card, which Mr. Finlayary had given him. Then pick up a fingernail-sized gemstone and incorporate the magic that wraps around your finger into it.

"The most important step is completed, so Varun, I haven't heard the sound of reading for a long time."

He said without raising his head, while Sniffing Varun sat on a large book, dozing off, and under his buttocks was a Muggle literacy book with various illustrations on it .

Hearing Felix's words, Varen cried out in dissatisfaction, and walked in front of him imposingly, poking his arm constantly with his little pink hand.

It can't take it, it can't take it anymore! Why teach a Sniff to read and write?

It has never heard such absurd things.

For its own sake and for the possible victims in the future, it must represent the Nixie family, no, on behalf of all magical animals, to protest against the Great Demon King!

"Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!"

Passing a gold Galleon to it, Sniffing Varun was stunned, and instinctively stuffed it into his pocket.

"After receiving the money, we have to do things, we agreed." Felix pointed at it with his finger.

"Gabba"

Snuffing Varun's mouth was wide open, and the pink beak that looked like a duck's bill opened and closed feebly.

It walked back dejectedly, turned the next page with its flexible toes, and sat down on it staring at a picture of a motorcycle. Within a minute, its eyelids drooped...

Hermione's presence saved it. When she came in, Niffle jumped off the workbench, with a comical step, and threw herself into Hermione's arms.

"Oh... Valen? What's the matter, you're too enthusiastic..." She looked at Xixiu a little at a loss. Don't forget to point to the professor and a literacy book on the table.

"Are you learning how to read?" Hermione felt a sense of freshness in her heart, "I read similar books when I was three years old."

"Chirp! Haw!"

Xixiu pointed at Felix and kept humming.

"Uh..."

"It said it has never met a human being as cunning as me, and it is going to run away from home and hang out with you." Felix said with his head down, and put together the remaining parts of the looking glass.

Hermione blinked and looked down at the Nifflers.

He nodded vigorously. That's right, that's it!

It wants to break out a new world and create a big treasure trove. Sooner or later, it will bring a fifth house to Hogwarts.

"Okay, it's done." Felix stood up with a walnut-sized looking glass in his hand. Before Hermione could see clearly, he was already holding the ebony wand, from A silver swift patron saint flew out from the tip of the stick.

The swift was as big as an owl, hanging silently in the air. Felix dropped the looking glass from his hand and was swallowed by it.

"Go, find the man. Don't let him find out." Felix said calmly.

Hermione watched Swift curiously disappear from the window and merge into the black night, guessing who the professor wanted to find.

…

"So, are you worried that you got the invitation card by cheating?"

Hermione nodded. At this moment, they were sitting on the sofa. She was holding a box of custard biscuits in her hand, feeding them, and looking worriedly at Professor Haip opposite.

This has been bothering her, especially since Ron got the invitation card in the "normal" way.

Felix was noncommittal, "Why do you say it's cheating?"

"I violated the original intention of the assessment," Hermione said sadly, "I can't face the fear in my heart at all. Maybe I am the worst among these warrior candidates."

Felix laughed softly, "Granger, you, and the students below the sixth grade, were not trained as warriors, and they are not candidates for warriors. precious."

Hermione looked at him in confusion.

"Let's put it this way, Miss Granger." Felix said: "Principal Dumbledore, I, and many professors agree that it is a waste to exclude students from the lower grades from the Tournament, but You can't really let you participate in the competition, so there is this kind of compromise method to increase your sense of participation."

"Increase our sense of participation?" Hermione repeated, "So you don't mind us cheating?"

"You misunderstood. I never said that there is only one way to deal with fear. Have you read the words on the stone tablet? Courage, wisdom, tenacity, and calmness, this shows... There are at least four ways."

Felix said gently, leaning against the back of the sofa, looking at her thoughtfully.

"You have achieved at least two points. This is a behavior that I did not expect. First, you have vaguely seen through the illusion. This may be related to your frequent contact with the magic related to the thinking cabin, and it is not easy to be confused; second. Two, you used this ability and borrowed the power of the illusion to cast the ancient magic golden flame I taught you, which is not something ordinary people can do."

"I discussed this issue with Dumbledore before."

"How do you know?" Hermione looked at him in surprise.

"If you really used the golden flame, it might have destroyed it." Felix smiled, "But this shows that your understanding of this magic has reached a passing level, and you can already use it Tried to use it in reality."

"Now?" Hermione asked excitedly.

Felix looked at her expectantly.

"Oh, uh... alright." Hermione sat up straight, cleared her throat, and said a string of ancient spells, and then her fingertips burst into a ball of light, one after another. The runic symbols appeared in the air, forming a whole.

"Chick!"

A group of golden flames appeared out of thin air, burning quietly, appearing peaceful and distant.

"You can take your hands away," Felix said, and Hermione did, the flames still hanging in mid-air, and the air around them quivered slightly. Under her control, the flames were stretched out into various shapes, and accidentally pierced a goblet into a scorching hole.

"You need more control, Granger. You've been good at it, but not good enough. You have to let the fire do what you want, like this."

As Felix said, his palm passed through the golden flame, and a small golden flame stuck to the tip of his index finger.

Hermione's eyes widened.

"Is it amazing? Actually not at all, you haven't discovered the true characteristics of this magic. It's not a particularly explosive magic, otherwise I wouldn't teach you..."

…

In the new week, Felix became busy.

After class at noon, he took the time to go to classroom No. 7, recorded the name on the stone tablet, and handed it to Professor McGonagall.

When seeing this shortlist, McGonagall was taken aback: "There is another second-year student?"

"Yeah, I didn't expect it either." Felix said: "Unless she has a very deep and positive understanding of fear itself..."

"What are you going to do ~IndoMTL.com~Felix?"

Felix had a headache, "Let me discuss it with Severus. After all, she is a student of Slytherin House. It seems that she has an older sister who is in the same house..."

"I'll go talk to Severus." Professor McGonagall pursed his lips and said seriously: "No matter what, I will not agree to let the second-year students participate. We discussed the training plan. To be honest, I think it's too radical, even those fourth graders..."

"Minerva, the fourth grade is not too young. They are generally fourteen or fifteen years old, which is the time when they are most eager for honor. If we persuade them to leave, maybe someone will secretly send us a shouting letter." Felix joked.

"...Well, since you and Professor Moody both said so, Albus has no objection."

Professor McGonagall didn't insist on it anymore. These issues were discussed more than once in the meeting before, and she actually agreed, and now she just complains a few words. She turned to other topics

"Congratulations, Felix, Remus got a big order."