A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 634: After Halloween
The door to the office opens.
"Hello," Felix stared blankly at Harry, Ron, and Hermione, and Harry and Ron took a step back flinching. "Staying up so late...Night swimming to the door of the professor's office... What can I do?" Behind them, Ginny rolled her eyes, and her eyes kept jumping between them; Luna looked in a trance.
Hearing the word 'night excursion', all doubts were held in my throat.
Hermione hid her fierce eyes, held Varen up, and said in a high-pitched voice, "Oh, Professor, we're coming to give Varen back to you, do you know where we found her? Run It's so far."
Felix blinked and muttered, "I'm surprised too, the little guy disappeared after just drinking a glass of water. Thank you."
He reached out to grab Varen, but Hermione drew her hand back, leaving him in vain. She hugged Varen, one big and one small stared at him at the same time,
It seemed shocking that he could get away with it all. Varen fluttered excitedly in Hermione's arms, chirping and scolding him with a heartbroken look.
"What's Varun talking about?" Hermione asked knowingly.
"Thank you for sending her back." Felix glanced at the angry Niffler and said calmly.
Hermione puffed out her cheeks. The only one who can be so irritating is the professor himself. She let go of most of the worries in her heart, gave Valence to Felix, thought for a while and said, "Huh professor? I have recently saved some questions on the ancient runes. Tomorrow Can I come over and ask you for advice?"
…Don't come too early, I want to sleep in. "Felix said dryly, so Hermione pretended to be obedient and retreated back without speaking, and he turned his eyes to other people.
Harry and Ron shook their heads quickly. Hermione pulled them over forcibly. Although they also had questions, it was obviously not a good time to ask questions. There was already a gray-green glow in the sky. The sound of the wind and howling wolves made them just want to go back to the warm and comfortable bed,
There is training tomorrow morning.
Ginny also waved her hand, indicating that she had no doubts. Luna asked calmly: "Professor, does the Horned Snork really exist?"
Felix hesitated for a moment, and said, "I can't give you the answer, maybe it exists somewhere in the world." Luna's protruding eyes opened in surprise. "I thought so too! That's why I took Care of Fantastic Beasts!"
"One is, it's good. But you have to be mentally prepared, not all searches have good results."
"Like the Resurrection Stone?" Luna asked.
"Yes," Felix said slowly, "but it's not the same, I promised you to keep an eye on it, remember?"
Luna smiled.
"Oh, yes! I remember." She said, "Maybe Firenze is right, and when the time comes, it will show itself. Like the things I lost." Ginny scowled Said: "You didn't lose them at all, someone hid them on purpose to play tricks on you."
"You're right." Luna said unhurriedly: "Good night, oh, good morning. I'm going back to sort out my father's and my letters. My father will send two letters every week this year. , I can’t memorize them anymore, so I can only pack them up first.” She walked away blithely.
Ron stared after her.
"What letter?"
After they were all sent away, Felix closed the door. Looking back, he saw Varun jumping on the sofa, holding a quill pen in his hand and writing in the air. He had already written two lines in the blink of an eye, and completely There was no intention of stopping, and it seemed that he was preparing for a long speech.
Felix glanced at the word at the beginning, it was 'liar', he walked over and grabbed Xixiu with a smile, "Oh, what are you practicing, it's so late, sleep, sleep."
Warren watched in despair as the indictment got further and further away from him. "Bang!" The bedroom door was closed, and the magic lamp was also extinguished. Only a few lines of crooked words gleamed in the darkness, proving that tonight was not peaceful.
The castle turned into a world of ice and snow. It snowed for two consecutive days, and the grounds were covered with a thick layer of knee-deep snow.
Felix is lolling on the couch wrapped in a quilt, and on a small table lies a letter from Carlotta Pinkstone, in which the seventy-four-year-old activist eagerly Calling him 'my dear, comrade-in-arms whom I have never met', Carlotta obviously thought that she could win Felix to her side, so she probably made up a lot of lessons these days and tried her best to improve the situation. Given his contribution to the wizarding world, he is now 'desperately looking forward to seeing him'.
She also told Felix to be cautious, saying that she was 'inconvenient at the moment' because the evil Ministry of Magic sent two people to watch her, 'one clumsy, with an over-enthusiastic look; the other sarcastic, Full of aristocratic hypocrisy and arrogance. 'Felix thought for less than half a minute, then picked up the quill and wrote a letter to Tonks, asking how she was doing.
The owl brought the reply in less than half an hour.
Felix took out a map and searched for a while, and found the two names in the Three Broomsticks pub in Hogsmeade village. Surprisingly, he also saw Collins Foley, but he couldn't do anything Associate her with 'aristocratic hypocrisy and arrogance'.
There is a knock on the door.
Felix stared at the door with vacant eyes, and the door opened by itself, and Hermione jumped in happily. She came here the next day, and the reason was to ask for advice on how to use the Rune Book. But Felix had been waiting for her to ask about the experience of straying into the Hogwarts campus in the forties that night.
"Please take a seat, Miss Granger."
Felix got up, wrapped himself in the quilt, went to the bedroom to change, and came back with two cups of hot cocoa. "Thank you," said Hermione, pointing to the letter on the table, "They were in Hogsmeade last weekend. Oh, sorry, I accidentally saw it when I moved the table."
"Hogsmeade? Who are you talking about?"
"Tonks, Collins, and Carlotta Pinkstone," said Hermione, sipping hot cocoa, squinting her eyes happily, "Ron bumped into him in Hogsmeade last weekend. They are gone."
Felix nodded, not wanting to talk much.
"Professor," Hermione inhaled lightly, "if you don't plan to have any contact with her, you'd better tell her directly."
"Now is not the time," Felix muttered.
He thought for a while and said, "You can write a reply letter for me, just say-well, I can't fight against the Ministry of Magic, the rules are very important-yes, just tell her that." Hermione wrote quickly I wrote a text message and handed it to him, Felix smiled, "Very good."
When the owl flew out of the window, Hermione said: "She will definitely not let it go."
Felix shrugged. "But that's for the future. Alright, Miss Granger, let's continue talking about the Book of Runes. At present, there are only two people in this world with too few samples. Many conclusions can only be guessed and then verified... What do you think? Is it helpful to you?"
Felix wanted to know the effect of the Book of Runes on ordinary people, that is, those who were not masters of runes.
"I can't say it well," Hermione thought seriously, "I've been busy filling in my understanding of runes for more than a month, and the feedback you mentioned is very little, but I do feel that I have a good understanding of ancient runes. My control has become stronger... I just don't know if it's an illusion, but the other students have also made great progress."
"How many ancient magics have you mastered?"
"Counting the two taught in class, there are five." Hermione held out a hand.
Felix was lost in thought.
"The effect may not be visible in the short term. I believe you will do this when you read the book of runes in the future. If you suddenly feel any whimsy, don't suppress it, let your reason rest for a while , give your own inspiration, maybe there will be unexpected gains.”
"Yes, Professor."
At nearly noon, Varen came out dazedly wrapped in a small blanket that looked like he was wearing a fur cloak. it came over,
Weakly called out, Quan regarded it as a greeting, and then climbed onto the sofa. Hermione scratched Varren's chin.
"Harry and the others are training?" Felix asked, they were talking about something unrelated to Rune.
"Oh, yes." Hermione laughed, and couldn't control it. "They trained really hard, Harry and Ron, and Ginny. Because the original Quidditch commentator Lee Jordan is graduating this year, Luna is going to apply, no, she has already been selected, she is the only candidate...Harry is terrified."
Felix blinked and smiled too. As we all know, Luna is a very special girl, no one knows what her hosting style is like, and since she is familiar with half of the Gryffindor players, it is naturally Harry and the others who are most affected.
"Professor? Ms. Burns recently gave me some information about the living conditions of the humanoid race, I found"
The Halloween party passed without a hitch. It didn't change much from previous years, except that a student led a ten-foot-tall fire dragon into the auditorium, scaring all the little wizards. After people calmed down, they discovered that the student sneaked into the Transfiguration classroom and took out a batch of Transfiguration smoke that Professor McGonagall had personally purchased.
The atmosphere was very lively. Although the details of the fake fire dragon are a little rough, but with the cheerful festive atmosphere, it still won a lot of applause. It was just because the effect was so good that even Professor McGonagall was alarmed. After that, the students never saw that student at the dinner party again.
"Fred and George have successors." Ron said happily.
"I don't know which house it's from," Hermione said in surprise, "I hope it's not Gryffindor."
"It's unlikely." Harry said in a low voice, "When I came out, I heard a group of students discussing the traditional activities of the 'Defend the School Rules to the Death' club in the lounge, and someone mentioned the fire dragon..."
"What's that?
"Fire Dragon?"
"No, it's a 'traditional event.'
"You said that!" Ron interjected enthusiastically: "No one knows whether it's true or not—but they say that Fred and George left an invisible rule before graduation, and every member must contribute to the success of the school rules." Adding bricks and tiles, so—"
"In this way?" Hermione stared.
"Yeah, at least next year Halloween, no one will lead a fire dragon to parade around the city."
After Halloween, it has snowed a few times, and now the snow outside the field is several feet deep. The students would rather take a long detour than pass through the vegetable garden, because the terrain is uneven, and some short students It's easy to step on the ground and bury yourself.
Halloween holiday decorations have not completely disappeared. Occasionally, you can see a few bats slipping through the net or jack-o-lanterns with small candles floating in the corridor. The professors and students find it very interesting. Regardless of them, let the candlelight in the jack-o-lantern become more and more gloomy.
"It's unlucky to be in the same group as Malfoy again in this class." Ron said, staring at the candles that were emitting a miserable green light, and he couldn't wait to start complaining as soon as they came out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.
Harry cast a sympathetic look.
As the content of the course deepened, Professor Bagshot was no longer satisfied with making small fights, but let the students duel in pairs. It's just that the rules are a bit different: the dueling party must close its eyes and face the enemy. As for who will be engaged in this unpleasant job, it will be decided by lottery. And Ron always drew the next lottery.
Few students could stay intact until the end of get out of class, and a large number of students spontaneously asked Harry and the others for tips on the Iron Armor Curse.
This spell can defend against regular jinxes, and it doesn't need to be maintained deliberately, and it doesn't affect normal casting, so it is widely welcomed. Harry,
Ron and Hermione are both proficient in the Iron Armor Charm, and Neville, Seamus, Dean and other members of the frontline watch station can barely master it, so in theory, they are safe in class. But there are exceptions to everything, and Draco Malfoy is that exception.
When he spent a lot of effort to master the throwing spell, Ron ushered in a hard life. Although the Man-shaped Iron Armor Charm can resist small firearms (from Professor Bagshot's evaluation, which is why he allows students to use this spell), it is obviously not resistant to falling, and has no shock-absorbing effect. When Ron couldn't help lifting the spell , What greeted him was a series of spells such as Horn Curse, Tickle Curse, and Nonsense Curse. Of course, Draco Malfoy was also having a hard time, and Ron's counterattack was equally sharp.
But Draco didn't know when he had mastered an excellent healing spell, and he carried all kinds of potions with him, which greatly reduced the effect of Ron's revenge, and he was angry about it.
"If I let go..." During lunch, Ron waved his arms vigorously while describing it, leaving a tacit pause, and the sausage on the fork was thrown far away and hit the pulley. On the dining table at Winclaw House.
"Are you planning to treat him as an enemy?" Hermione said with her eyebrows furrowed tightly.
Ron opened his mouth and stammered, "Why? I, heck, I was kidding." When Hermione got up to leave, he whispered to Harry, "I really want to do this, I There will be a lot of spells, unfortunately"
They followed Hermione to the staff lounge next to the auditorium.
There are already many students in it, Neville, Susan Burns, Blaise Zabini, Padma Patil, Ernie MacMillan, Justin Fenrieri, and A dozen or so familiar faces that Harry couldn't name, they stood in the crowd and waited for a while, Draco Malfoy opened the door and walked in, saw Harry and the others at the door with somewhat gloomy faces sitting in the staff lounge. There were four professors—five to be precise, but the ghost professor Binns was automatically ignored by them—Professor McGonagall, Professor Hemp, Professor Snape, and Professor Bagshot.
Felix cleared his throat.
A huge wooden box fell in front of the students, and inside was bound into a volume of thick parchment.
"Animagus learning materials, Sirius-Professor Black promised to give you one by one, I hope you haven't forgotten his name... You have four days to preview these contents~IndoMTL.com~The next two days Every Saturday morning for one month
"Professor!"
"Professor."
The voices of Harry and Draco Malfoy echoed in the staff lounge at the same time, they looked at each other, and then looked away immediately.
Any questions? "
"There's a Quidditch match this Saturday morning." Seeing that Malfoy was silent, Harry said bravely.
"Okay, let's meet here at 10:10 am on Sunday. Professor McGonagall and I will explain to you the tricks of practicing Animagus. We will start trying real transformations around the Christmas holiday , so you have to choose to stay in school this holiday." Felix said not very confidently, because he had thought of letting students transform into small animals when preparing lessons, so as to experience that feeling for himself. As a result, Professor McGonagall, who was worried at the side, found out and severely criticized him.
Although the process is not very beautiful, the result is gratifying. Someone offered to help share the work, and Felix had nothing to complain about.
The students' eyes lit up with excitement, this is the transformation of Animagus! At least on the bright side, only eight people (including Rita Skeeter) have mastered it in this century. If they can learn it, they will definitely be famous.
However, when they bent over to take out a full three-inch thick material from the wooden box, the faces of these people began to turn pale, and their bodies swayed involuntarily. Professor McGonagall, who had a serious expression, nodded in satisfaction. Nearly two-thirds of the content was added by her strong request.
Well, Felix didn't raise any objections
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