A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 456: Dawlish’s information and warning bird

Old Vera sat in the farthest corner of the library.

The scene during the day had a huge impact on him, thinking classroom! Magic Handbook! When he thought of the huge knowledge reserve that he felt belonged to Felix Haip, a feeling of despair arose in his heart.

From day to night, he didn't eat anything. The librarian had passed him several times, staring at him suspiciously each time.

In the evening, the number of students increased a little. Fortunately, his location is remote enough that there are no students to disturb his self-pity.

"Let's go inside!" A voice said at this time, "Professor Haipu put all the books used in the second project on the innermost bookshelf. There are two desks behind the shelf, which are very hidden..."

Old Vera raised his head and saw three students coming towards him, discussing quickly and in low voices.

"Don't be so sad," said Hermione in the same voice just now, "Take it as an extracurricular practice of the club"

"Easy to say," Ron muttered, "Let's go find Malfoy? I can't afford to lose this guy."

Harry also had a gloomy expression on his face.

They spotted old Vera, and Hermione gave Harry and Ron a look, and sat down at a table in front of him.

"So what are you going to do?" she asked in a low voice, casting a concealment spell around them.

"Knock him out while he's not looking, and tie him to the place where we usually practice magic." Ron suggested.

"No, we still need to use that classroom in the future." Harry was not too happy.

"Then change to Myrtle's bathroom," Ron immediately changed his mind. "There is another advantage, that is, there are fewer people. Isn't it great?"

Hermione was surprised to find that Harry had thought for a while, "He'll tell the tale," Harry said regretfully at last.

Hermione took out her textbooks from her schoolbag, and when she turned around, Old Vera was gone.

"He went over there," Harry whispered, taking out his Potions homework, "Do you know the Ancient Rune Society?"

"I don't know," said Ron.

"I know." This was Hermione's answer.

Harry and Ron looked at her, and she explained: "It's equivalent to a semi-official organization, and they are part of the test papers for the wizard level exam." Hermione looked around, but she didn't find Old Vera, but She still lowered her voice: "As you all know, the professor actually prefers practical rune, but the Ancient Rune Association is just the opposite, and they reject this very much."

"Sounds like old fashioned stuff," said Ron thoughtfully. "That's what my great-aunt is, always following a set of rules that have been passed down for centuries, and she's always been against our family life. So many kids, it would be nice to stop at Percy's."

Harry and Hermione looked both surprised and amused.

"How can she say that?"

"Who knows," shrugged Ron, "maybe it's because Fred and George stuffed **** under her chair... thank goodness she hasn't been around much since then."

Harry and Hermione laughed.

After a while, Hermione stood up, "I'm going to get some reference books, do you need them?"

"Of course!"

"Thank you very much."

Hermione snorted twice, came to the shelf where the ancient rune books were placed, and accidentally saw the figure of Old Vera, he was still there, she thought in surprise. Hermione quickly picked out reference books, she was very familiar with these bookshelves, and a book was picked out.

"Hello, little girl." Old Vera greeted.

Hermione looked at him angrily, little girl? She was almost sixteen, and few people called her that.

"Hello, Mr. Vera."

"Your name is Hermione Jane Granger? I read your papers in magazines... the one on 'Fire' runes and the Blazing Curse, and the one on 'Light' runes and the Luminous Curse ’ said old Vera.

"Oh." Hermione looked at him holding the book.

"That's right, I heard that you are Mr. Haipu's assistant?" Old Vera saw Hermione nodding, "May I ask you for some information?"

Hermione looked at him suspiciously.

"Ahem! Don't get me wrong," Old Vera said embarrassingly, "I mean no harm"

"That's not what you said in the paper," said Hermione sharply.

"Oh, uh," old Vera wiped his sweat, the soft light from the magic lamp on the ceiling was reflected on his semi-bald forehead, "It was a different stand at that time, I have learned about it in the past two days, and I feel that what I used to be The idea...may be a problem...it's just possible!"

Two minutes later.

When he saw Hermione leading the old Vera to the seat, Ron's eyes almost popped out, and he mouthed: Did you hear what you just said?

Hermione shook her head. "Mr. Villar wants to ask us some questions," she said, "about the professor," she added.

Harry and Ron looked at each other. "Don't expect us to betray Professor Hemp!" Ron exclaimed.

This time it was Old Vera's turn to stare, "Who do you think I am?" ?”

"Isn't it?"

Old Vera nodded blankly. He felt that Hogwarts had become completely unknown to him.

At this time, Mrs. Pince suddenly held a feather duster and appeared behind the bookshelf, staring at them like hooks.

"Oh, bad!" said Hermione.

At the same time, in the ancient rune office, Felix was receiving a guest from the Ministry of Magic.

"Sit down, please," Felix said gently.

"No need," said John Dawlish shortly. He looked very strong, with strong muscles showing from the gray-green double-breasted coat he was wearing. He said according to the script: "I am ordered by Director Scrimgeour to bring some materials about Aurors and Strikers. You can only read them within my line of sight. After reading them, I will destroy all documents in front of you. You and I testify together."

"You haven't read these materials either?" Felix looked at the suitcase in his hand in surprise.

"This is a confidential document." Dawlish said naturally.

He stepped forward, put the suitcase in front of Felix, took out his wand from his pocket, and waited quietly. When the hands of the clock pointed to the eight o'clock position, Dawlish touched the lock of the box with the tip of his wand, and there was a "twittering" sound inside, and then the lock automatically popped up, and the box was opened.

Felix watched with great interest a small emerald green bird standing in the box~IndoMTL.com~ It was only as big as a palm, but its voice was not small. There is a thick stack of documents under Xiaoniao's feet, which should be the personnel information.

When the bird saw the sky again, it jumped out immediately, spread its wings and flew out of the window. Felix stretched out his hand, trapped it in his hand, and looked at it carefully.

"Better not," said Dawlish, wand in hand. "It's a warning bird, bred for secrecy, and it'll bring back 'everything's going well' orders to the Ministry. You trap it for a while. , it may set itself on fire.”

"Alchemy item?" Felix said with great interest, he let go of his hand, and the emerald green bird flew away smoothly.

For the rest of the time, Dawlish stood opposite Felix like a stone statue, watching him read the document without saying a word.

Felix saw many familiar names, such as Tonks, Albert Balck, Kingsley, and even Dawlish himself. In an hour, he read all the materials.

Instantly orange flames flew from Dawlish's wand, incinerating the documents. After all this was done, he was visibly relieved.