A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

　　 Felix came back to his senses.

　　 "Oh, I think a little deeper." He just thought of the twins from the cell phone of later generations, so he put part of his mind in the thinking cabin and deduced it.

　　 This kind of function similar to "message" can be solved completely. So many alchemy books in the library are not for nothing.

　　 But above this, if he wants to achieve more complex functions, he can't do it easily.

　　 After all, the wizard of a century or a thousand years ago did not have such a big brain, and there are too many things that he needs to study and experiment independently.

　　 But... why bother? Why do I have to do it all by myself?

　　 He stared at the twins. If in the past he only regarded them as potential little wizards, his current thinking is, how to cultivate them so as not to waste their talents?

　　 Maybe I can see magic phones becoming popular in the future?

　　 Felix has always been a very purposeful person, but he does not refuse to make the magic world better.

　　 Especially when it doesn’t take much effort.

　　 He said to the twins: "Of course I can tell you the answer directly, or even complete your ideas directly, but I hope to cultivate your abilities."

　　 Felix took out a piece of parchment, wrote a series of book titles, and marked the page number.

　　 "This is a reference book list, which contains everything you want-two of them are stored in the forbidden book area, and I will give you another approval note."

　　 "Thank you very much, Professor Haipu." The twins exaggeratedly said, seeing their excitement, as if they would rush to hug him in the next second.

　　 Felix waved his hand quickly——

　　 "Also, regarding the material, you can consider the material used for the wand body."

　　 "Professor, do you have any recommendations?"

"From the personal sense, I like black ebony, like black jade." Felix showed them the magic wand in his hand. "However, reason tells me that chestnut is better. Its nature is very gentle. , There is no specific tendency."

　　 The twins left happily.

　　 After finishing the second class in the afternoon, Felix went straight to the auditorium and saw a group of little wizards gathered around the middle of the way. In the middle of the crowd stood Professor McGonagall, her lips pressed tightly together, her expression was quite serious.

　　Which little wizard got into trouble again?

　　 When Felix approached, he noticed that there were three creatures in front of Professor McGonagall. They were so short that they were hidden by the little wizards.

　　 turned out to be a dwarf, Felix felt very novel.

　　 They have dark green skin, are usually no more than one meter tall, and have a rough, fierce face. Even when his face was expressionless, it was gloomy.

Seeing the dwarf, Felix remembered one person-Faris Spavin, the former Minister of Magic set two records: one was crowned as the Minister of Magic at the age of 109, and the other was He has been in power for 38 years.

　　 Almost a hundred years have passed since him, but no one has broken these two records so far.

One of his strange behaviors was that when he gave a speech at the "Wizards and Friendship Meeting of All Races", he told a vulgar joke about "horsemen, ghosts and dwarfs entering the bar", which aroused dissatisfaction among the horsemen and secretly Attempt to assassinate him.

　　……

　　 Felix stood outside the circle. The one who had been arguing with Professor McGonagall was the gloomiest dwarf who seemed to be the leader among them. He was carrying a dirty bag on his back, and he was talking with his arms and legs.

　　 "Madam, we received an invitation, you can't cancel it!"

　　Professor McGonagall said impatiently: "I have said it the third time. Lockhart invited you, but he is about to be tried by Wizengamore now."

　　 "But...but...we will have a lot of talents, let me show you."

　　 Shorty opened the tattered baggage behind him, took out a pair of golden wings and carried it on his body, and picked up a small harp.

　　 The other two dwarfs beat the beat with gloomy faces, doing stiff dance moves.

　　 So, the little wizards were surprised to see a gloomy "Little Eros" with golden wings and a harp, singing loudly——

　　 "Ali Lala~"

　　 "We are the messengers of love~"

　　 "Kicking someone else's calf all the way, I worked hard~"

　　 "Delivering a confession of love~"

　　 Felix froze suddenly, he stared at the three dwarfs in a daze, his hair standing up uncontrollably.

　　 The other little wizards felt almost the same, Harry's face seemed to be cramping, Ron grinned, his body leaning back desperately.

　　 Hermione listened blankly, but her lips were so tight that she looked like Professor McGonagall.

　　 Harry thought silently in his heart that if anyone sent this guy to confess to him, he would definitely be ashamed and vanish on the spot.

　　 After the awkward part of singing, the little man stopped. In the process, Professor McGonagall’s lips kept trembling, "You...you..."

　　 "Madam, we are professional, I can make a dance, sing and dance..." The little man's face twisted left and right, as if looking for a goal. In which direction his gaze falls, there is a vacancy in which direction.

　　 Finally, the dwarf's eyes kept moving between Harry and Felix.

　　 Felix's heart tightened. Few people could bring him nervousness~www.readwn.com~ but the little man in front of him undoubtedly did it.

　　 He strode out, and the wand in his hand cast a silent curse silently-"No sound, no breath."

　　 The little dwarf opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound. He touched his throat in a panic.

　　 "Professor McGonagall, what happened?"

　　 McGonagall said helplessly: "Gidro Lockhart's special program for Valentine's Day-dressing the dwarf as a little love god, and confessing to the students on Valentine's Day."

　　 "..." Felix said, "He is really thinking about the long-term. It has been almost half a month since he was arrested."

　　Professor McGonagall said: "In fact, he booked in advance a month ago. According to them," she snorted at the dwarf, "They are very popular."

　　 She cleared her throat and said to the dwarf: "You didn't sign a cooperation with Hogwarts, so, I regret--" Professor McGonagall was speechless.

　　 A few dwarves burst into tears. This is a strange picture—they are crying silently with serious and gloomy faces. This makes the little wizards onlookers feel very complicated, and neither is laughter nor sympathy.

　　 "We are willing to discount..." said the little man headed. "It's too difficult, our team won't be able to eat."

　　 In the end, Professor McGonagall took them away. Let Dumbledore give this problem a headache.

　　 It didn’t take long for the latest news to come--

　　 Dumbledore agreed to the dwarf group performing at the Valentine's Day banquet, but refused them the free work of handing out love letters and reading confession to the students.

　　In the common room, a senior school sister gave more accurate information: "It is said that Dumbledore's move was to welcome the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts who took office that day."