A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

　　 Bellby looked at him puzzledly. Are you planning to let me rebuild?

　　 "Let's find a place to sit down and talk, how about Hogsmeade's three broomsticks?" Felix suggested.

　　 "No problem." Bellby said a few words to his brother and walked over quickly.

　　 Snape had already left, so the two used Apparition to move directly to the entrance of the Three Broomsticks Tavern.

　　 "A great experience, Felix, I didn't even feel any discomfort." Bellby said admiringly: "I usually don't use it unless I have to..."

　　 Felix and Bellby walked into the tavern. Today was the weekend. Inside were the little wizards of Hogwarts sitting in twos and threes, especially couples. They were also surprised to see Professor Haipu and a stranger walk in.

　　 "Is that Professor Haipu's friend?" Kramy Vera thought to her heart, and the girl next to her stared at them curiously.

　　 Felix chose a position in the corner, and Mrs. Rosmerta came over to write down what they ordered, and within a minute, she delivered it.

　　 "A glass of low-alcohol mead."

　　 "A glass of Sydney and lemonade."

　　 She twisted and left.

　　 Felix knocked on the table, and the surrounding voice suddenly weakened.

　　 "Felix, this is?"

　　 "It's better not to let the little wizards know the conversation between us." Felix pointed to a distance. The little wizards looked curiously, and he even saw a few familiar faces.

　　 Next, Felix introduced him to his experience in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

　　 "It turned out to be like this... I didn't pay much attention to this matter." Bellby said.

　　 "There is one thing I must remind you about the rumors that this course is cursed by the outside world..." Felix concealed the existence of Voldemort and used a powerful wizard to refer to the source of the curse.

　　 "Hmm..." Bellby hesitated. "According to your statement, I only need to teach for half a year. The curse won't affect me?"

　　 "From the experience of the past few decades, this is indeed the case. The vast majority of wizards who have taught Defense Against the Dark Arts classes are still alive, except for a few—"

　　 "But they all have their own reasons, Damocles, you are an excellent wizard, and the substitution time is shorter. This danger is almost negligible."

　　 Felix said sincerely: "Hogwarts has the largest collection of books in the world, and I think it will be of no small effect to you at this stage."

　　Because he was a friend, he would suggest that. He knew how obsessed Damocles was with potions, and how rich Hogwarts' collection of books was.

　　 To some extent, they are the same kind of people, all climbing the magic mountain.

　　 Bellby's eyes lit up suddenly, "It's true...I spent more than ten years researching wolf poison potions, and the most troublesome thing for me is the lack of research materials of the same type."

The potion masters are a group of nerdy wizards. They spend less time with each other. This is related to the nature of the potion-a potion must be brewed for a month or two. If you want to make improvements, you must at least do it. Hundreds of trials.

　　His mind is alive, maybe he can recharge himself in half a year-he also learned the word ‘charge’ from the Muggle world.

　　 What's more, there is also a potion master in Hogwarts who can communicate;

　　 plus the double temptation of the Forbidden Forest and Mrs. Sprout’s greenhouse...

　　 "If I agree to teach, do you have any suggestions, Felix?" Bellby asked, his heart moved.

Felix thought for a moment and said: "I suggest you prepare a few magical defense items-I can provide you with it, no no, no need to be nervous, I'm just used to actively coping with problems." He looked at Bellby's expression and added. One sentence.

"Secondly, when you communicate with Dumbledore, you can learn more about this course from him, especially the wizards who have served as the defense against the Dark Arts class-what is their status? You can even visit some of them. people."

　　 "Finally, prepare lessons in advance. The level of the little wizards at Hogwarts may be beyond your expectations."

　　 Bellby smiled: "I also graduated from Hogwarts, Felix, I know my level at the time."

　　……

　　 Felix told Dumbledore about it that day.

　　 "So, we will welcome an excellent professor soon?" Dumbledore's face showed a surprised expression, "To be honest, I'm about to send out the job advertisement."

"Principal Dumbledore, Bellby is just a little moved and needs you to communicate with him specifically. I won't be involved in this aspect. But-he is one of the few friends who can talk to him. I hope you can guarantee his Safety."

　　 Dumbledore looked at Felix with blue eyes, and he smiled gently and said, "Of course."

　　 In the next few days, Felix paid little attention to this matter. He went to class, answered questions, and studied magic step by step.

　　 This kind of rhythmic life makes him blur the sense of time.

　　 One week passed quickly.

　　 On a sunny afternoon, the snow in the castle began to melt, and the eaves were dripping with snow.

　　 The Weasley twins blocked him during class.

　　 The two jokingly took out two coins, Felix took them, and he couldn't help suspecting that they had scrapped the "Fever Nat" game.

　　 But to his surprise, the coin was intact, with something more.

　　 Felix rubbed the Tong Nath in his hand and looked at the twins, and they turned back with sly eyes.

　　 "Is this going to test me?"

　　 He felt the magic contained in it. After ten seconds, he pinched one of the coins and injected magic power into it. The other copper nat quickly became hot and the surface became uneven.

　　 Felix looked at it carefully. Several abbreviations appeared on this frighteningly hot coin. He tried to scrutinize it and found that the most consistent sentence was—

　　'Filch is here~www.readwn.com~Hurry up! ’

　　 Felix: "...is this your night tour prop?"

　　 "Uh, Professor Haipu," Fred said, "Don't you think this is a good emergency item — it should be used when the Auror raided the magic black market, such as to make up for loopholes in the defense line."

　　 "Or pass a code between a couple, the words on it are filled in casually." George said.

Ha ha.

　　 Felix wouldn’t believe it, they first came up with this thing, absolutely for the convenience of night travel.

　　 And, what magic black market... I think you are connoting me.

　　 But-their thinking is very broad, as they said in the two situations, there is really a certain degree of feasibility.

　　 "Then what is the purpose of your coming to me?" he asked.

　　 "Professor Haipu, we have encountered some problems-for example, the words on the coin are fixed, and we can't change it."

　　 "The coin itself is too small to write anything."

　　 "Yes, we hope we can develop two-way communication gadgets, similar to double-sided mirrors, of course—"

　　 "——Lower cost!"

　　 "——It's easier to make!"

　　 They looked at Professor Haipu eagerly, hoping that Professor Haipu could answer their confusion.

　　 In the past few years, some prank props were researched by the twins themselves, but many ideas could not be realized and could only be put on the shelf.

　　 Fortunately, Professor Haipu promised that they could ask him for help at any time.

　　 When the twins finished speaking, Felix was lost in thought and stood motionless.

　　 After a few minutes--

　　 The two looked at each other, and Fred said cautiously: "You only need to give us a little hint..."