A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 424: Information about twins

The next morning, Harry, Ron, and Hermione came to the auditorium and saw that the three of Cedric were also eating. They looked at each other and sat down opposite them in tacit understanding.

"Um... hi, hello," said Harry, and Cedric put down his fork and smiled at them.

Harry was at a loss for words for a moment, not knowing what to say, especially since the man in front of him had danced at least seven dances with Cho at the Yule Ball, which prevented him from getting any chances.

He mumbled something, but Cedric didn't catch it and looked at Harry suspiciously.

"I, ahem, I mean, Ron has something to say to Collins."

This time it was Ron's turn to stutter. "What me? Oh, it's me..." He glared at Harry, and at this moment Collins put down his knife and fork and looked over at them, moving his dignified gaze between Harry and Ron.

Ron looked at Collins, his face flushed red, Collins' two thick eyebrows and short brown hair were particularly sharp, he remembered his poor performance in front of Fleur again, and whispered, "Thank you..."

"Have you thought about what to say?" Collins asked him.

"I mean thank you for reminding me, you know, at the ball... you were wearing a blue dress, and you came over to give me the clue, although I didn't hear it very well, but I felt it was necessary, ahem, Need to say thank you..." Ron gasped, and Harry chimed in, "Yeah, that's right."

When Collins and the others left, Ron's ears were still red.

"Aren't you only allergic to Fleur?" Harry asked, trying to suppress Hermione's laughter and bring the topic into serious discussion.

"I don't know...my brain went blank when her black eyes stared at me," said Ron pessimistically. "First Fleur, then Collins, nothing wrong with me ?”

"Yeah, it's not clear, but it only happens when you're with those pretty girls," Hermione pointed out sharply.

Harry thought Ron was making a fool of himself, and moved the plate towards him. Ron was about to spill the beef and pumpkin pie filling on his plate, he whispered to them. I went over what happened in the office of the ancient magic text professor last night.

After waking up, his memories came back, and Harry emphasized the magic book with strange functions.

"Sounds like that book should be in the Restricted Section..." commented Ron, throwing the pie on his plate.

"No, the professor said that he got inspiration from dementors. To be honest, I think the professor's research field is very weird." Harry said his thoughts.

"Any study of any knowledge to an advanced level will look strange to others." Hermione said naturally.

Harry thought about it seriously, but he didn't know much about the lives of other professors outside of the classroom. In his imagination, Professor Flitwick might like opera and afternoon tea, and he would use magic spells to make those Little teacups and teapots moving, maybe a wisecrack or two (like those enchanted servants he sees in movies); Professor McGonagall probably spends all of his free time on heavy school work , Snape would disembowel the horned toad when he was free, and the first thing Trelawney did when she got up in the morning was to hold a crystal ball to decide which clothes to wear...

Professor Haipu may not only read books, study runes, but also play cards with Varun? As for Professor Moody, in the past Harry might have imagined him taking his own wooden leg off and oiling it, the way Harry himself tended the Firebolt, but now Harry was left with nothing but sympathy for maybe the past few months, Every time Professor Moody came back to the office, he would bounce on the bed like a puppet, and then Barty Crouch Jr. would take the opportunity to sneak in and look through his memories.

Being able to deceive Dumbledore at least shows that Barty Crouch Jr. is very skilled at disguising, and is likely to be good at Occlumency.

At this moment, the three warriors of Waggadu walked past them, chattering, Harry heard a familiar word, he thought it was an illusion, until he and Ron looked around and saw Lee Jordan waved to the three Ouagadou warriors, and the Weasley twins furtively took out a stack of parchment and handed it to the warrior named "Branzeego". Spiky hairstyle.

Harry was impressed with him because he could turn into a hawk, and the fight with the opal-eye in the first event was brilliant.

"How did they get together?" said Ron incredulously.

"Looks like Lee Jordan is the middleman," Harry looked over there thoughtfully, Lee Jordan was patting his chest, and his unique voice floated from a distance, "...Don't worry, it's absolutely reliable ..."

"Fred and George won't make their minds on the Waggadu people, they will be in trouble if international disputes are caused..." Hermione said worriedly.

"Fred and George know what they're doing, at most they're selling their new products...shouldn't they?" Ron's tone became uncertain.

Soon, Fred and George left, Lee Jordan was still joking with the three of Waggadu, Harry, Ron, and Hermione hurried to their feet and intercepted the twins in the hall.

"Oh, hello, I didn't see you." Fred was taken aback.

"What were you doing just now?" Ron asked directly.

"It's nothing, let's meet Li's new friend." George replied evasively, turning his head towards the auditorium.

"I saw it." Ron said, "You handed them something. It's not a prank product, but a stack of parchment. It may be some information..."

Fred and George looked at each other.

"If you reveal any secrets that cause Hogwarts to lose the game..." Ron said it deliberately serious, watching his two brothers with serious expressions in satisfaction.

"You are really lenient. It seems that becoming a warrior has greatly boosted your confidence." Fred said.

"Are you preparing for next year, little Ronnie, do you want to be a prefect?" George teased.

Ron blushed and said angrily, "I don't want to be a prefect"

"But our little brother had a point this time~IndoMTL.com~ said Fred.

"Maybe I stumbled into it blindly."

Ron's face was about to turn as red as his hair, and Harry interrupted, "So, what did you just think of?"

Fred and George looked at each other, "Listen, it's very simple, Lee Jordan made friends with the students of Waggadu, you know, his looks have an advantage..." Harry couldn't help it After laughing for a while, Fred said again: "Wagadou Magic School is different from us in many ways. They are good at transformation, alchemy, astronomy, and spellcasting with gestures..."

"Yeah, they still have all kinds of alchemy gadgets. The principle is not difficult, but the idea is very interesting, such as various types of amulets... just like Dumbledore said, communication." George shrugged Said.

"They came to us two days ago, just before Christmas, and said they wanted to know about the Black Lake... This is not information that needs to be kept secret, I bet there are at least a hundred books in the library that mentioned it , of course, takes time to find," Fred said.

George blinked and added, "Unless they are too stupid to remember to ask Mrs. Pince, her sense of presence is actually quite strong, stronger than the rope that can whip people in front of the restricted area."