A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

　　 The day before Valentine's Day, Hogwarts was filled with restless youth, and the whole school became alive.

　　 In the group of little wizards, various tips for confession began to circulate, from the way and location of the confession-the most popular under the mistletoe, to what clothes to wear when confessing, all sorted out a set of narratives.

　　 even a batch of inferior love potions popped up suddenly. Several professors severely confined a few students to stop this trend.

　　 So the attention of the little wizards was skewed to the star students of each academy. They began to discuss which wizard was more handsome and which witch was more beautiful...

Some popular ones even have fixed admirers, such as Cedric Diggory of Hufflepuff. He was already very popular, and his talents displayed in several dueling classes made him His fame quickly expanded to other grades and colleges.

　　 Harry has also been a bit distressed recently. With the double bonus of the savior's halo and the school's special contribution award, his reputation has always been high. Especially after the basilisk corpse was displayed at the school, everyone's fear of the basilisk also turned into awe of Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

　　 But this kind of awe is more obvious to Harry, because only he has shown great fighting talent-his disarming spell even surpasses many senior students.

　　 This allowed him to harvest a group of admirers.

　　 "Harry, there are some other girls over there watching you, can't you control it?" Hermione said irritably.

Harry looked at a bunch of lower-grade little witches in the corner of the library, feeling very helpless. They were quite bold and stared directly at him. When he looked over, they hid their faces behind the book. "Chuck" laughter.

　　 Ginny was writing her homework not far away, and occasionally glanced at Harry while flipping through the book.

　　 It didn’t take long for Harry’s troubles to be solved by himself, and the librarian Mrs. Pince waved a magic wand and drove the noisy little girls away.

　　 He let out a long sigh of relief.

　　 Ron was a little envious, because it was all boys who liked to listen to his stories, and the enthusiasm of the story was gradually fading.

　　 When the three of them walked out of the library, they began to discuss the new professor.

　　 "I don't know how the new professor is, don't be Lockhart and Quirrell again..." Ron said with lingering fear, these two left him a huge psychological shadow.

　　 "I can also learn from the dueling class." Harry didn't care much. His most satisfied course this year was the dueling class, but unfortunately only twice a month.

"Harry, the duel class is not the same as the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Defense Against the Dark Arts teaches you to resist danger, and fighting is just a way to resist danger." Hermione said, "Actually, Snape's theory is fully in line with the Dark Arts. The requirements of the defense class."

　　 Ron looked at her in shock, as if she had said something shocking.

　　 "Oh~ don't do that, I'm just an objective evaluation." Hermione said.

　　 Harry didn't speak. It was not Snape's view of the duel that he opposed, but him.

　　 At this point, the two are quite in agreement. He doesn't like Snape, and Snape doesn't like him either.

　　 So he changed the subject and said, "Are there any rumors about the new professor? Don't talk about the dwarf..."

　　 While they were talking, a dwarf passed by them with a sullen face-after Dumbledore agreed to the dwarf's Valentine's Day performance, they brought the entire team, twelve in total.

　　 These short green-skinned men walked around the school and became a unique scenery in February this year.

　　 Harry was very thankful that they didn't usually wear golden wings and carry a harp.

The three of them watched the dwarf disappear in sight, Hermione replied to his question just now: "The new professor is Damocles Bellby. He is a potion master. He just got Merlin for inventing the wolf poison potion. Medal of the Jazz."

　　 "Master of Potions? Wolf Potion?" Harry asked puzzledly.

　　 "The Merlin Medal? Lockhart's show off?" Ron said in disgust.

The little witch first said to Harry: "The Wolf Poison Potion is a new potion invented this year, which can keep the werewolves awake when the full moon is deformed—" Then she looked at Ron, "Professor Belby received a second-level medal. It’s different from Lockhart’s."

　　 Harry nodded.

　　 "How do you know so clearly?" Ron asked curiously.

　　 "I asked about Professor Haipu, he and the new professor are good friends, and he recommended the new professor to Dumbledore." said the little witch.

　　 Ron slapped his tongue: "Then why did he recommend his friends to come over? I mean...that curse?"

　　 Hermione shook her head, and she couldn't understand what Professor Haipu did.

　　Privately, she actually thinks Professor Haipu has misconsidered. But she still retorted Ron and said: "The new professor is only for half a semester. I think he may think it is not dangerous." She said not very confidently.

　　 Ron muttered, "That's also dangerous."

　　 Until the evening, their questions were answered to some extent in the common room.

　　 Ginny said unnaturally: "Luna's mother died unexpectedly because of a magical accident. She told me that if you want to study something new, you will inevitably encounter various dangers..."

　　 "...unless you do nothing."

　　Ancient Magic Text Office.

　　 Felix sorted out his own harvest. He used the weekend to share the basilisk material with Snape.

Other professors are not very interested in this, except for Kettleborn and Hagrid who visited it a few times~www.readwn.com~ Professor Kettleborn’s attitude is the purest, he said with regret: "If you can It raises...I mean, you must be well prepared."

　　 In view of the professor's exaggerated experience, Felix deeply doubted it.

Hagrid's attitude is more complicated. He stroked the scales on the basilisk with his big hand, and said sadly: "I was expelled because of it. Not long after his father died, he loved me so much... It was a dark day. ."

　　 He wiped his tears with his dirty handkerchief, and told Felix his sadness.

　　 But soon, before Felix could come up with a word of comfort, Hagrid adjusted himself. He looked at the basilisk's fangs and hollow eyes and said, "It's a fascinating creature, isn't it?"

　　……

　　 Placed in front of Felix were the green snake skin, the scales separated from it, and a dozen fangs.

　　 These are the results of the treatment-the scales of the original snake skin are not peelable, just like most snakes, the so-called scales are actually the product of the surface skin and keratin accumulation of the snake.

　　 But under the effect of magic, everything is not a problem. He easily separated the scales from the snake skin.

　　 Basilisk has strong magic resistance, horizontal analogy, comparable to fire dragons. Even if a physical spell hits the thick scales, it may just create a shallow pit.

　　 He considered making a soft body armor out of snake skin, so ordinary spells would not work for him at all.

　　 As for the scales, Felix hasn't figured out how to deal with it for the time being-this thing is magically lazy.

　　 He can only expect Professor Snape to develop the use of the basilisk scales, and it is best to turn it into a rare potion material.