A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 553: Student Club

The owl flew into the blue sky with the letter, and soon turned into a small black dot, and finally disappeared. Felix had a premonition that this would be a long journey.

In the last school year, he had several exchanges with Yuria, in which he roughly mentioned some of his real ideas, such as using newspapers to compete for public opinion positions, using systems to improve laws and regulations, using pilots to accumulate experience, and using powerful Escort with strength, and keep enough patience.

The experience of his new pen pal is worthy of his vigilance. If he acts too hastily, he will become an enemy of the whole world. Said the world was on fire.

If he had to describe Felix's state of mind, he thought of a philosophical debate—the Paradox of Theseus.

A ship of Theseus that has sailed at sea for hundreds of years, as long as a plank rots, it is replaced, and so on, until every sampan and cable on this ship None of the original ones. So is the resulting ship the original Ship of Theseus, or is it a completely different ship?

There are still many speculations that extend from this, but Felix is ​​not interested in the answers to the questions, especially not to discuss them with others. Because this kind of question has a unified feature, that is, there is no generally accepted criterion for judging, what is new, what is old, what is a part, what is a whole, everyone's understanding is different.

His thinking is more pragmatic. Felix knew that if the ship hadn't replaced the rotten planks and repaired it regularly, it would definitely not be able to survive hundreds of years of bumping and corrosion, and there would be no such tormenting problems later.

The same goes for replacing the Ship of Theseus with the Ship of the Wizard.

Felix intends to be the person who constantly changes the boards. As for who will be the philosopher who breaks the casserole and asks the bottom line, Felix smiles narrowly, who cares! He just hoped that this person would show up as late as possible. It's best to wait until he beats the wizard's ship from top to bottom, and the people on board are surprised to find out: Why is it different from the beginning?

"I just want to be a snowballer, saving time and effort... Now I am a ship repairer. So what is Voldemort? A rat that eats a plank, a mold that corrodes a ship's hull? Where is Dumbledore? Grindel Waugh won’t be the last grumpy ship repairer who was forced to lay off?”

When Felix walked towards the ancient rune classroom, he hummed softly in his mouth: "I am a ship repairer, and I am good at repairing~" He walked into the classroom happily, stood on the stage and gave seven grade students in class.

"The professor seems to be in a good mood," Cedric whispered.

"Professor, do you have any good news to share?" Li Qiaodan raised his hand and asked.

"Ah," Felix said lazily, "there is one. Professor McGonagall invited me to participate in the assessment of the student club. I haven't experienced it before. I think it must be very interesting."

"Is there such a thing in school?" Li Qiaodan asked blankly, "I remember that when I established the 'Big Voice' club, I only needed to fill out a form, and that was four years ago..."

"How many people are there in your club?" Cedric asked in a confused tone.

"I'm the only one," Lee Jordan said.

"So you never applied for an event venue?" Cedric took a light breath.

"No—"

"Is there any activity funds from the school?" Cedric stared at him with deep gray eyes.

Lee Jordan opened his mouth wide, including Fred and George.

"This is the key." Cedric concluded in a low voice.

"We seem to have missed something, George," Fred said slowly.

"Yeah, we haven't heard anything about it." George said unwillingly.

"Ahem," Felix cleared his throat, "It's normal that you don't understand, I only found out after asking Professor McGonagall, relevant information will only be sent to those student groups that have registered their names in the student union... ...Okay, let's start the class, today we will learn a set of rune circuits, which are applicable to various items that need to be fireproof, such as amulets, or building materials..."

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, the twins rushed out of the classroom, turned down the stairs, ran to the bulletin board in the foyer, and scanned it with wide-eyed eyes.

"Sure enough, there's nothing on it." Fred said with a look of disappointment.

"Hi," said Harry, holding a form, and Ron and Hermione followed him, getting ready for lunch.

Fred and George looked over viciously, which startled the three of them.

"What's in your hand?" Fred asked.

"Uh——Professor McGonagall's form said it was related to the front-line lookout post, and I haven't read it carefully yet." Harry said vaguely.

Fred suddenly jumped over, grabbed Harry's shoulder with one hand, and spread out the parchment that Harry was clutching with the other hand. George's movements were almost in sync. , prompting Harry to keep protesting.

There is only a short line of words on the paper: "The student association under the Student Union - Frontline Observation Station is invited to participate in the professor's review. Those who pass will receive a set of venues, equipment and activity funds provided by the school. Please prepare relevant information in advance. data."

Things like purpose, scope of activities, current membership list, etc.

After reading it, Fred let out a long sigh.

"George, we must not pass up, this is our one and only chance to keep the 'League of Mischief' name in the prize room."

"Prank League?" Harry asked in surprise, "Why haven't you heard of it?"

"It's just been established," Fred said immediately.

"Since when did you become a model Percy?" Ron circled around them with a deliberately surprised expression.

Fred shook his finger, "Oh, little Ronnie, we're not like Percy, this is just a step in our grand plan," he said in a low voice, "George and I are doing everything we can to keep more people in school." Many traces——"

"Yeah," George winked at them, "we drew a map of the Black Lake, buried 72 secret treasures, and even ventured into Filch's office to make a copy of our banned materials over the years." Servings..."

Ron gulped, looking at him in awe.

"Give it to Mafalda," George gasped.

"To whom?" Harry was taken aback, almost throwing Fred and George out.

"Mafalda." Fred rubbed his shoulders and said, "I have to admit that our relative is a genius. She has recently opened up a new business, specializing in helping people write biographies."

The expressions of Harry, Ron and Hermione froze, as if petrified.

"Think about it," George patted Ron on the shoulder one last time, "sneakily stuff the biography of our glorious history into the library, quietly waiting for someone to find out..."

Hermione snorted softly, "I think you want to train a few more students to continue your prank career."

"You said it." Fred smiled happily.

"This is exactly our dream." George nodded his head.

They stomp away.

"Know what I thought?" Harry said through gritted teeth.

Ron and Hermione looked at him, "Riddle's diary," Harry said strangely, "they know the Marauder's Map, and they will definitely make a similar arrangement to guide mischievous students to find the treasure they buried. Treasure..."

After lunch, Felix appeared in the staff lounge. Professor McGonagall was here as expected. She looked very busy, with a pile of documents piled up on the temporary desk.

Another person in the staff room was Cuthbert Binns, Professor of the History of Magic. He seemed to be asleep, and the ghost body was lying on a transparent couch, snoring and wheezing.

Professor McGonagall raised his head and pushed his glasses, "The news has spread?"

"I know everything I need to know," Felix pulled a chair from the side and sat down, "With those students with big speakers, this matter will soon become an open secret, when the time comes to sign up It is estimated that it will be overcrowded..."

Professor McGonagall smiled indiscernibly, then tightened his lips, "Will it work?"

Felix shrugged.

"Some things are better done than not done well. We don't want to see Slytherin students isolated because of the wizarding war. This kind of foreseeable trouble will be one less. Now it’s time to extend it to schools.”

"So you recommend that each club contain members from at least two houses?"

Felix nodded, "I agree with Hogwarts for assigning young wizards to different houses. This brings an advantage: freshmen can immediately have a sense of belonging as soon as they enter school, and they will also naturally develop a sense of competition. But There should also be cooperation after the branch, so as to increase the cohesion of the four colleges."

Professor McGonagall smiled undisguisedly.

For a while, she looked at Professor Binns and the couch he was lying on with sharp eyes from behind the round glasses. His feet seemed to be sticking into the fireplace.

"Can the things in Room 7 be taken out?" Professor McGonagall asked softly.

Felix thought for a while, "Students definitely can't bring it out. But ghosts are special. Didn't they bring food to the auditorium last Easter? I guess it should last for a while..." He said to The group of ghosts in the castle is not of concern, only two of them really care, and they have bravely walked on.

Since classroom No. 7 was opened to students, everything inside has been handed over to several memory managers.

In the next two days, as Felix expected, various clubs have become the center of new topics. The students began to try their best to inquire about the details. After they learned that the first step of the activity was to report to the student union as long as they found three people, they were ready to move; , They finally couldn't hold back anymore, and started to act one after another.

Especially when Ron unconsciously said: "If I start a music appreciation club, can I apply to buy a magic phonograph?"

As soon as these words came out, Shi Shi was shocked.

Soon some students put it into practice, and what's even more outrageous is that he succeeded. So various clubs sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

Of course Felix knows that when the enthusiasm subsides, most clubs will become deserted and automatically abolished next year. But he is also very sure that there will definitely be clubs to stay, and each club is equivalent to a small rune club, acting as a bridge between the four colleges.

Borrowing the school's original system and modifying it slightly to achieve his own goals, Felix is ​​quite satisfied with this. He, the boat repairman, replaced another plank.

If the time is prolonged, what will Hogwarts become in the end? Felix believes that time will brew everything.

The only ones who struggled were the two male and female student council chairmen. They had to review all kinds of weird clubs. Although they understood Professor McGonagall's hint and relaxed the review standards a little, they were still scared by those more outrageous things. arrive.

"The Mischievous League? What is this?" The chairman of the Boys Student Union looked shocked.

The president of the female student union came over to take a look, and said angrily: "I knew it was the Weasley twins! I caught them digging holes in the school two days ago!"

"So what?"

"Rejected! Well, forget it, let them change their names." The chairwoman of the female student union thought for a while, "We can't let the two of us suffer, I'll call some helpers..."

…

Ron and Hermione were still a little confused when they were called over, and even more confused when they saw Malfoy. Afterwards, the two student council presidents brought over a thick stack of materials and said to the prefects of the four houses : "Each person is responsible for a part, and strive to complete the review today."

Malfoy frowned, looking at the empty-handed student council president, "What about you?"

"We are responsible for the final check." The chairman of the Boys Student Union said of course.

"Be careful not to use the name of the college, not to use discriminatory terms, and not to induce violations. Don't even think about names like the Prank League!"

When the work was distributed, the time spent quickly became one-tenth of the original time. I was busy for almost a night, and all the review work was finally over.

By the end of the week, a huge piece of parchment was posted on the bulletin board in the foyer, illuminated by a set of four magic lamps.

A group of students surrounded the bottom.

"It is hereby declared that:

The list of all clubs approved by the student union is as follows:

Music Appreciation Group, Muggle Movie Appreciation Club, Crackling Explosion Card Club, Magic Puppet Dueling Club, Chocolate Frog Card Battle Club, Classroom 7 Exploration Squad, Horned Snork Must Exist Club, Frontline Lookout Station, Grilled Fish League, Book a Week Society, Bouncing Dancers League, S.P.E.W...

The above clubs can recruit members in the school hall on the last weekend of this month and participate in the professor's review on the first weekend in December. Those who pass will receive support such as event venues, professor guidance, event equipment and start-up funds.

Member Requirements:

1. At least three official members;

2. Contains at least two colleges;

…”

Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood at the bottom of the announcement ~IndoMTL.com~ reading all kinds of plausible and unreliable names, trying to analyze who founded these clubs.

"Look, Harry Potter Fan Club! Daniel, our application has been approved!"

Harry closed his eyes in pain, his face was flushed with fever, and he tried his best to pretend that he didn't care. He glanced to the side quickly, and sure enough, he saw the Creevey brothers hugging their heads and cheering. Ron read strangely: " The name is so strange, the 'Defend the School Rules to the Death' club, who came up with the name? If Percy hadn't graduated, I would have thought it was him..."

As he spoke, Ron opened his mouth wide, and Fred and George were clapping their hands beamingly.

In addition, they also saw—

"S.P.E.W.?" Harry stared at Hermione dumbfounded.

Hermione turned her head away guiltily, blushing, "Well, I thought, if S.P.E.W. can be made a regular club in school like Gobstone Club, people will always pay attention to the treatment of house elves Already... I promise, the activities of the frontline lookout stations will not be delayed!"

Harry and Ron looked at each other.

"Know what I thought?" Ron asked palely.

Harry nodded understandingly. Currently S.P.E.W apart from the founder Hermione, the only members are Ron and Harry. Thinking that their names will be printed under "Vomit" and will be exhibited publicly in the auditorium two weeks later, and possibly in a month later When a group of professors read it aloud in front of them, they felt ashamed.

Harry's only thought at the moment is, whether it's the Harry Potter Fan Club, or the so-called S.P.E.W., please, please don't recruit anyone!