A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 39: close confinement
Harry, Ron, and Hermione lifted the cloak tremblingly.
The three of them stepped forward, crying, "Professor..."
Felix continued to inspect the three of them, "Miss Granger, and Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley, can you tell me why you are here?"
Harry summoned up the courage to say: "Professor, I, we want to visit Hagrid, you may not know, we are friends with him."
"This is not the right way, you have gone too deep into the Forbidden Forest." Felix shook his head, "I think your professor should have told you not to trespass in the Forbidden Forest."
Ron hesitated and said: "Professor, we originally wanted to find Hagrid, but we saw you by chance and were curious, so we followed."
"Curious for a while," Felix played with the wand in his hand. He looked at the three of them without speaking.
Huge psychological pressure fell on the three of them.
Finally, Hermione said with tears, "Sorry, Professor, we failed your trust—"
"It's nothing," Felix said calmly, "adventures are in the nature of every little wizard, especially Gryffindor students. But I hope you can draw the line between bravery and stupidity, you know , life is only once.”
Felix didn't say anything more, he led the three of them back to the castle.
"Let me think about it, violating the curfew, breaking into the forbidden forest, following the professor..." Following Felix's words, the faces of the three turned pale, "Everyone will deduct ten points and be confined for a week."
The trio sleepwalks back into the common room.
Seeing Hermione's sad look, Ron comforted: "It's nothing, it's more perfect than the best result I imagined. I thought we would each deduct fifty points and be locked up until Christmas. "
Harry agreed, if they fell into Snape's hands tonight, the consequences would be unimaginable.
While lying on the bed, Ron suddenly said to Harry, "That's cool, isn't it?"
"What?"
"Professor Haip, whoosh! I can't see his movements clearly. If you ask me, he is definitely much stronger than Snape, even stronger than Dumbledore!"
"Principal Dumbledore is the strongest." Harry said without thinking.
"That's not necessarily the case, the principal hasn't done anything for many years. If it was decades ago, I would definitely not doubt..." Ron muttered softly, and then gradually fell asleep.
But Harry couldn't fall asleep. The images of Professor Haipu casting magic kept appearing in his mind. From Professor Haipu's first spell to the moment he suddenly appeared in black smoke, every movement was under his control. Decompose and reproduce in the mind.
He can see clearly.
The next day, Hermione was still a little sad, but she quickly cheered up and even started discussing the clues to the Chamber of Secrets with them.
The little witch said with a straight face, "It seems that Professor Haip is not the heir of Slytherin."
Ron said: "Don't be so arbitrary, we just temporarily dispelled a doubt, although Professor Haipu is really good." He also admitted this.
Harry quickly changed the subject, he felt that Hermione, as an assistant, was a little ashamed when they followed the professor's behavior last night.
"I think Malfoy is more likely."
"That's right," Ron said.
"How can you get the words out of his mouth? He won't brazenly admit that he is the heir of Slytherin."
Hermione nodded, she whispered: "Perhaps, we need Polyjuice Potion."
"What?"
"Compound Potion, it can make you into another person." Hermione explained to them.
The two of them were still in a daze.
Hermione said angrily, "Aren't you listening to the class? Snape mentioned in the class that the brewing process of this potion is very difficult and requires a variety of precious materials. It is recorded in the book "Power Potion"."
The three discussed in low voices.
But immediately, they got stuck at the first step.
The recipe for Polyjuice Potion is hard to come by, as the "Powerful Potion" that records it is in the restricted section of the library.
There is only one way to borrow a book from the Restricted Section: get an approval slip signed by a professor.
"There's no reason for us to borrow that book," said Ron, "it's not something our grade should touch."
"I think," said Hermione, "that if we pretend to be interested in this theory, there might be some hope..."
"Oh, come on, professors won't be so easily fooled," said Ron, "unless they're extremely stupid..."
Saturday morning.
After breakfast, the trio came to the office of the ancient rune professor—to complete their confinement.
Harry lamented a little. The first Quidditch game was about to start, but he couldn't participate in the training. The Quidditch captain Wood had a lot of opinions on this.
Knocking on the door, the three were surprised to see that Draco Malfoy was also here.
Malfoy was lying on his stomach in front of a table, in front of him was a large thick book, and the pages had already been turned to the last dozen or so pages. His quill kept copying, and the tip of his nose was still stained with ink.
Harry suddenly remembered that Malfoy was punished for copying books.
Professor Haip closed the door and said in a relaxed tone, "Originally I planned to stagger you, but after thinking about it, it's still too troublesome. I asked, and Mr. Malfoy doesn't mind sharing the same table with you." .”
Ron suddenly laughed "Chi Chi", seeing Malfoy's expression, it didn't look like "I don't mind", he began to look forward to this confinement.
Felix conjured up three chairs and placed them in front of them, "I'll go find the materials you want to transcribe." After speaking, he left.
The four people in the office stared at each other.
Harry said jokingly: "Malfoy, your confinement is not over yet? This is not a small price."
Malfoy raised his head high, "Harry Potter!" He glanced at the three of them and seemed to want to say something when he saw Hermione, but he quickly held back.
He said a little haughtily, "At Professor Snape's suggestion, Professor Hape allowed me to take a leave of absence so that I wouldn't have to miss Slytherin's Quidditch training, Potter! I'll be on the field Defeat you!"
Harry's mood turned bad all of a sudden. With the financial support of the Malfoy family, all members of the Slytherin Quidditch school team were replaced with Nimbus 2001 brooms, which made them extremely fast, like seven pale green shadows on the court~IndoMTL.com~ Luo En provocatively said: "The real game depends on skill. Even if you go through the back door and become a seeker, you will only become a laughing stock, prodigal!"
"Shut up, Weasley. Is there even a Gallon in your vault?"
Ron's face flushed, and even his ears became hot. He took out his wand and yelled, "Say it again! Malfoy, say it again!"
Harry and Hermione hurriedly stopped him, not to mention what would happen to the fight in the professor's office, even if Ron was allowed to do it, what if he spit slugs all afternoon?
Felix came back with a stack of thick parchment. Harry and Ron looked at the material over a foot high, and there was no mood to quarrel.
"I asked Professor McGonagall that a batch of materials she had was too old and needed to be updated, so I took the initiative to take over the job," Felix said with a slightly lively voice, "it happened to be related to your behavior— —Student Prohibited List and Punishment Measures.”
Felix put the materials on the table, and a thick ring of dust was raised with a "bang". He waved his wand to "clean it up", and a gust of wind took the dust away. "Let's get started, children."
Felix sat in a corner of the office, seven or eight meters away from them, "Close your ears and listen." He pointed at himself with his wand, and then opened a thick book, enjoying the leisurely weekend time.
On the other end, Harry, Ron and Hermione sat down resignedly. Ron strongly disliked sitting with Malfoy, so Harry could only stay next to him as a last resort.
Harry turned over a piece of parchment, dipped a quill in ink and began to copy the information.
Malfoy whispered: "Potter! You know, you will lose..."
"Shut up, Malfoy!" Harry growled softly.