A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 587: Twins in trouble

The Easter holiday passed day by day, and Felix would appear in the solemn courtroom every day, watching strange dark wizards being tried one by one, and the appearance of an acquaintance was like winning a lottery.

Of course, the fate of those acquaintances is generally not very good, because they are Death Eaters, and they will basically be sentenced to life imprisonment in the end.

The foreign observers sitting opposite him did not completely act as statues, they provided a lot of identification information, and Scrimgeour didn't seem to be too tired, always taking the trouble to put out illegal acts that have nothing to do with the case before the official judgment Read it aloud as background information.

At this point, Felix began to lose his mind.

Varen didn't come with him these days, and he went to settle accounts with Ron Weasley again. Felix was quite surprised, since when did Ron develop his two older brothers' hobbies? But that telescope does not do any real harm, it just scares people, um, scares them.

What's more - according to Felix's research, the function of this thing should be to imprint a black eye on the face, which looks like it was punched. But when it was put on Varun, the effect would be that the black fluff around the eyes would be a mess, sticking softly to the skin...

Felix smiled broadly.

He even wrote this matter in a letter to Grindelwald, "I have the opportunity to introduce you to each other..."

Of course, these are just episodes. He used quite a lot of space to describe how the times were different, "After all, you have been isolated from the world for too long, it is understandable." And part of his own plan: "When the war is over, I will pick a suitable opportunity to ask questions, and there is a 'future world. 'The company's various products are the basis, and they can more or less understand the level of Muggle technology. At that time, they themselves will realize the seriousness of the problem."

In view of the old man's bad attitude in past letters, Felix also deliberately used his experience back then as a comparison many times.

"...In this way, they will attach great importance to my opinions, so that they will not be labeled as heretics..."

Judging from the reply, Grindelwald was very excited and cut several pieces of parchment, of course—it may also be a geriatric disease.

What's more, Dumbledore's tired look was spotted by sharp-eyed reporters the next day. When someone interviewed him with this question, he used "too late to play ten-pin bowls" as a vague excuse After that day, his complexion improved a lot, so there was no trend of discussion—in the eyes of the public, Dumbledore could indeed do this kind of thing.

But for some "minded people", his inconsistency seems to be obvious.

At the end of the fifth day of the trial, when Felix habitually walked around Malfoy Manor, he keenly noticed that someone had been there. He followed the trail to the garden, and saw that the originally gorgeous and exquisite fountain pool melted into a puddle emitting a foul smell The sewage, he knew it well.

Voldemort came here before, only to return disappointed.

The rest of the days were pretty good, except for the night of the 15th.

Without any warning, the Weasley twins held a firework party on the grounds. They took out twenty different kinds of fireworks and displayed them over the castle at one time. At that time, Felix, Warren, Sirius, and Flitwick were playing cards together, when there was a loud noise outside, and Flitwick, who was seriously thinking about how to play the cards, fell off his chair.

"Summoned snails on the field - my God! What's going on?"

Flitwick got up from the ground, just now it seemed that a fire dragon flew past the window?

Felix looked out of the window silently, a familiar wheel-shaped firework flew over the balcony, he recalled a little, this thing should have appeared in the sky over Hogwarts not long ago, a certain green skull in the eyeball of the head.

Calls of excitement came from below the castle.

They came to the balcony and looked down. There was a circle of people under the castle. In the middle of the crowd, Fred was holding a very exaggerated rocket-shaped firework. George raised his wand and cautiously approached. "It's dangerous, we haven't tried it a few times—" He told everyone to disperse.

According to past experience, everyone obediently followed suit and retreated dozens of feet away in the blink of an eye.

"This thing won't explode, will it?" Hermione looked worried.

"Don't worry, they know it well." Ron said happily.

A small orange flame emerged from the tip of George's wand and approached the fireworks. "Be careful not to burn my hands—" cried Fred, because George's eyes were obviously looking away, and he looked up to meet the eyes of Professor Hemp and Professor Blake.

Fred grinned guiltyly, "Bang!" The huge explosion rolled up layers of air waves and thick smoke, and the two rolled out in embarrassment.

"Failed?" George sat on the ground disappointed.

"I don't think so." Fred, who was lying on the ground, looked at the sky and raised one arm like a banner. The choking audience followed the guidance and looked towards the sky.

The huge firework shot straight into the sky, and it was almost invisible in the dark, only a glowing tail could be vaguely seen. After more than ten seconds, the black velvet-like curtain suddenly exploded and the gorgeous fireworks exploded. There are countless bright stars in the night. These stars fall from the sky like a meteor shower, and then settle in mid-air, forming a colorful pattern.

Felix on the balcony had no expression on his face, but the movements of his hands revealed his emotions. He was staring at the huge bust made of fireworks in mid-air—the person with a similar face smiled brightly, and did not forget thumbs up.

There was a depressing sound of breathing from below.

"Oh my god, my god—" Hermione was speechless in shock. People nearby watched this spectacular scene in amazement.

On the playground, there are three or five fireworks in the shape of snails crawling around on the ground, and another fireworks in the shape of a broomstick dragging a long banner, spelling out letters one by one: I wish Professor Haipu——

"Boom!"

Felix raised his wand and let it explode from the air. Not far from here, Dumbledore pushed open the window of the office, the blue eyes under the semi-circular lens curved into an arc, looked with interest at the portrait hanging above his head, and then looked down at the lively venue.

Even Fox poked his head out and watched with gusto the firework in the shape of a dragon that spewed out red and green sparks while circling in mid-air.

Dumbledore also waved at Felix through the window.

At this moment, Professor McGonagall trotted over from the castle, looking at the messy scene with a look of shock.

I don't know how the twins got along with Professor McGonagall. She didn't deal with all kinds of fireworks flying randomly on the field, she seemed to acquiesce to all this, and then returned to the castle holding Fred and George's ears one by one.

"It's actually quite beautiful." When Felix turned his head, Sirius smiled.

He took revenge - the night before Valentine's Day, Felix insisted on pulling him to test a transformation magic, and then told him apologetically that the spell hadn't been broken yet, "Turn my nose into Come back!" Sirius yelled with a pig nose, and he had to wear a big mask when he met Amelia, and he refused to take it off.

When Felix saw the twins again, it was in Professor McGonagall's office. The two quietly bowed their heads to be scolded, their eyelids drooping, looking dejected. But when they saw Felix walking in, they immediately looked up in surprise and winked at him.

That seems to be asking: Are you satisfied, Professor?

"Violation of school rules, intimidation of students—" Professor McGonagall said angrily.

"They're having fun!" Fred exclaimed aggrievedly, and the lively background sound outside seemed to verify his words.

Professor McGonagall's chest bulged, "Professor Juggling—"

"We're trying to surprise the professor with a birthday!" exclaimed George.

"Yes." Fred nodded repeatedly. They have a wealth of experience in violating school rules, and they can turn big things into small things, even confinement can be discussed.

"Minerva," Felix said softly. Professor McGonagall frowned, "They must be punished." "I totally agree." Felix put his two hands on the shoulders of the twins, and the two laughed, and then found that the professor became more and more nervous. higher.

No, they are getting shorter and shorter.

By the end, Felix was bending over like a big demon, grinning horribly, clutching a shrunken twin in one hand.

"Oh, Felix!" cried Professor McGonagall in astonishment, "we never advocate corporal punishment of life—"

"Don't worry, it's not corporal punishment." Felix took the opportunity to shake the two little people who were only one foot tall, making them dizzy. He raised his hands and said intimidatingly: "I heard that you have always wanted to leave unforgettable memories before graduation? Just enough to satisfy you."

"Teacher, professor——" the shrunken Fred dryly said, "Do you think the scene is not big enough, we can refer to your opinion——"

Felix laughed angrily and stuffed them into the big pocket of his robe. The two of them struggled, "Ouch—it's too dark inside!" He pressed it back coldly.

"I will educate them well, don't worry, they are all routine punishments." He said to the dumbfounded Professor McGonagall.

On the way back, Felix deliberately climbed up and down, his pocket dangling back and forth, and it took him twice as long as normal to get back to the office. When he opened the door, he could still see a part of his bust like a firework from the window—the thumbs up, Felix was furious.

"You guys are busy, have you finished your homework?" He grabbed the dazed two from his pockets and stuffed them into two empty ink bottles.

"It's done." One of them was dazed.

"Very good." Felix said maliciously, "I heard that your club is doing well, and there are many people joining?"

Fred, who had just pulled his **** out of the inkpot, didn't realize the danger was approaching, and said slowly, "Yeah, it's a great result." George pushed him hard, and he sat down again. went back.

"Ouch—" Fred waved his arms.

"'Swear to defend the school rules'? Sounds good, but you have to take the lead." Felix turned and left vaguely.

"What is the professor going to do?" George asked uneasily.

"Who knows? Don't you think today's show was a success? Even now, it's part of the show—" Fred said happily.

Warren jumped onto the table from the other side and watched them shake their heads.

"Why do I feel that Warren is pitying us?" George said.

"Boom, boom."

Two quills that were taller than their eyes hit the table. George was startled. When he looked up and saw a dozen sheets of parchment flying towards them, they jumped away.

"Punish you to copy the school rules." Felix's distant voice: "If you don't finish copying, you are not allowed to change back."

As it turned out, he was wrong. The thinking of the twins is completely different from that of normal people. Their first reaction was not to be frustrated, but to look at each other excitedly, "I've wanted to do this for a long time!"

"That's it, Professor!"

Looking at their expressions, it seems that it is not a punishment, but some kind of preferential treatment.

In the following time, the two trudged on the parchment with great interest, commenting on each other's 'works' while writing.

"Your 'w' is too ugly."

"Why not look at the letter 'o'? How standard, your letter seems malnourished--"

"Woo!"

Felix stretched out his fingers and cast a whispering spell near them, and the office finally fell silent—if one ignored the excited shouts outside and the "whoosh" of fireworks burning.

He still didn't use magic to erase the fireworks above his head.

…

Ignoring the twins who were playing and copying sentences, Felix sat on the armchair of the sofa, scrutinizing it carefully with a wisp of black magic in his hands.

Just this ray of magic power itself exudes a strong ominous atmosphere.

This is the magical power that he extracted from Lucius' Dark Mark and belongs to Voldemort.

The more Felix studies ~IndoMTL.com~, the more he feels that this magic power is too extreme. He even doubted whether Voldemort could still use those positive, positive spells. But thinking about his recent research on the Patronus Charm, he wasn't so sure.

While thinking about it, there was a hasty knock on the door.

Felix waved his hand, and the door opened automatically, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione rushed in. He wasn't surprised, maybe he was pleading for the twins. But what he didn't expect was that Draco was standing behind them.

After he also came in, Felix was about to speak when the fifth person came in. It was Luna with a somewhat dazed expression. She seemed to have lost her way, and she followed Harry on a whim after seeing Harry and the others. Then came Ginny, Neville, then Daphne and the Astorias, and behind them came Cedric and Cho Chang.

Felix is ​​completely confused, how did these people get together?

The people who just came in were also a little dumbfounded. They stared dumbfounded at the twins wrestling together on a pile of parchment on the desk. Because of the whispering curse, they didn't realize what was happening.

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