A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

　　 A little bit of time passed, and the sky gradually darkened.

　　 Thousands of candles are burning above the auditorium, the ceiling is beautiful with stars in the universe, and the tables and chairs are well placed.

　　Professors are all here, even Dumbledore has arrived, only Hagrid needs to pick up the first-grade wizard and leave temporarily.

Not far away, Professor Lockhart stood with Professor Flitwick and Principal Dumbledore. He could hear his self-praising voice throughout the auditorium, "Yes... it is a very simple thing, my badge is not Fake hahaha..."

　　 Felix and Snape were in a corner, watching everything in the surrounding auditorium.

　　 He was very puzzled at the moment. Just now, he hardly spent much energy and led the Professor Lockhart to speak freely. He is even willing to share his adventures, as long as you are a good cheer on the side.

　　 But... little gain.

　　 Lockhart is wary of him? It's totally different. Is he an actor? Gather information through exaggerated rhetoric and self-praise?

　　 Felix was puzzled, and he was also puzzled by a certain professor.

　　 Snape stood in the other corner, with a mocking smile on his face, not knowing who was smiling.

　　How did Professor Snape become like this?

　　Obviously he was not so gloomy and mocking when he was in school?

　　 What happened in the middle three years?

　　 Felix felt that his usual smart brain was not enough, he became more cautious, and then he joined Professor Sprout's conversation and talked to her about magical plants.

　　 "Felix, I have to say, you didn't spend too much time on herbal medicine class when you were in school."

　　 "Professor, I was distracted from other subjects, I was too busy."

　　 "I don't think so, you did everything possible to ask me about those dangerous plants and ask them what their weaknesses are..." Sprout still remembered this.

　　 Uh, black history, he was really not interested in herbal medicine classes at the time.

Can 　　 provide power?

　　Can't? Can't talk about wool.

Therefore, his herbal medicine grades have always been poor, hovering between A (pass) and P (poor). However, he is very good at dealing with dangerous magic plants, and even worked hard to find out their weaknesses one by one. Try to solve them in the most labor-saving way.

　　 He also has the same idea for the magical animal protection class.

　　 I can only say that in those years, he was a little confused.

　　 There was a loud noise in the distance.

　　 "The students are here!"

　　 Professor McGonagall stood up and left in a hurry. The professors were also seated under the guidance of President Dumbledore. Felix especially wanted to sit down with Professor Snape, trying to observe what unknown changes had taken place in him in the past few years, but he was quickly Dodged.

　　 Helpless, Felix could only aim at the second target and sat next to Lockhart.

　　Professor Flitwick seemed to be entangled by Lockhart, seeing Felix coming over just to be liberated, he gave Felix his seat without hesitation.

After sitting down, Felix started the topic with ease, "Professor Lockhart, your description of vampires in the book "Swimming with Vampires" is great, but I still have some small things. doubt…"

　　 Now it was Lockhart's turn to fidget, he was a little concerned about him, always unable to answer the point, Felix could only stop the topic wisely.

　　 I'm disgusted...

　　 The atmosphere was a bit embarrassing, but soon, Professor McGonagall led the students into the auditorium, and the little wizards from the second to seventh grade sat on each side of the four long tables according to the academy.

　　 But Professor McGonagall seemed to be in a bad mood. She quickly came to Dumbledore, whispering something, and the principal's face immediately became serious. He said a few words to McGonagall, and she nodded, then called Snape again, and the two left the auditorium together.

Did something happen? Felix deliberately blends, but this kind of occasion is not suitable for spying with magic.

　　 On the other side, the little wizards who had just started school were very excited. They chatted non-stop, and the whole auditorium was extremely lively. The professors were quite enlightened and did not stand up to stop him, and the expression on Principal Dumbledore's face turned into a smile again. He looked at all this and stroked his silver beard.

　　 Felix also looked at it with interest. There are many of his acquaintances. After all, he has just graduated for three years. In other words, all the students in the fourth grade and above have met him.

　　 Slytherin College.

Marcus Flint, a tall man, was talking about his experience during the summer vacation without anyone else. He could clearly hear his voice from three seats. When he was talking happily, his companion on the side Quietly pulled his arm.

　　Marcus Flint is a little impatient, why? Don't bother me to pretend, bah! Don't bother me to share interesting experiences!

　　 When his companion pulled him with greater force for the second time, he finally turned his head and saw that the boy looked frightened and winked frantically at the professor's chair.

　　 Has something interesting happened?

　　A new professor has arrived? This is normal, isn't the professor of a certain subject thrown away every year?

　　Marcus Flint looked at the professor's chair, glanced around, looking for a strange figure.

　　 Well, a handsome looking wizard, is this their new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?

　　 nothing...

and many more!

　　 Who did he see? !

　　Marcus Flint suddenly let out a short scream, as if he had been bitten by a mouse, his expression also became frightened, and he was almost in sync with the companion next to him.

　　 is that person!

Why is he here?

　　 For a while, the originally inanimate head became more sluggish.

　　 Following Marcus Flint's scream, other Slytherin students followed his gaze towards the professor's seat, and then took a breath.

　　 Almost instantly, most of the Slytherin table fell into a dead silence.

　　 The remaining half of the students in the lower grades also quickly noticed that the seniors of the upper grades were silent because they were unknown. They also stopped the conversation and looked at them in a daze.

　　 Malfoy looked at this weird scene in his academy, he was a little unsure, so he couldn't help pulling the senior next to him, "What's the matter?"

　　 "Shut up, be quiet!" The senior reprimanded in a low voice. UU looked down and did not dare to look at the figure of the spicy man, but pretended to observe a silver dinner plate with great interest.

　　 Then he whispered: "Draco, keep your voice down, the gentleman is back."

　　 "That sir? Sir?" Malfoy was a little puzzled, sounding like an honorific name for a nobleman.

　　 The senior spit out a few words in a low voice, "August 7 duel incident."

　　 "Hiss!" Malfoy also took a long breath and couldn't help quietly raising his head to look at the young professor on the chair.

　　 is that person?

　　 As the Slytherins quieted abruptly, other colleges also noticed their strangeness.

　　 Hermione had noticed Felix's figure earlier, and she had a very good memory, and she immediately recognized that it was the weird guest she had met during the summer vacation.

　　 So he is also a wizard? No wonder the request is so weird!

　　 I don’t know what course he wants to teach?

　　 Lockhart has already known the two strange faces of this year, he is the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and he has read all of his books by himself.

　　 His experience is really great!

　　 While the other professor looks very young, he should not be too old... Huh? Why is everyone quiet?

　　 Hermione looked around. The students of Slytherin College were as quiet as a quail. The other three academies were silent for a moment, and then discussed with more violent voices, and the auditorium completely exploded.

　　 The senior elder sisters in the upper grades are doing science popularization, with an expression of "I have a big secret".

　　 Originally she was worried about the safety of Harry and Ron, but she told Professor McGonagall that the problem shouldn't be a big deal, right?

　　Hermione kept her neck pressed and listened hard.