A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Felix leaned over and looked at the black hair on the red cloth. "Is that all there?"

"Unfortunately, I only found these from Azkaban," Dumbledore said.

"Well," Felix nodded, he thought for a moment and said, "I can't guarantee the number of sight glasses...one, no problem! Two, a little bit reluctant, three, it's pure luck."

Dumbledore smiled and said: "It has exceeded my expectations. I originally thought I could only make a sight glass."

After coming out of the office, Felix looked at the sky, it was not too late. He walked out of the castle and followed a path straight to Hagrid's cottage.

He smelled the scent of trees, and the grass was wet, it was the rain that had fallen before. Soon, the outline of the house became clear.

"Ya, don't make trouble."

Felix said to the black hound who rushed up, that it seemed to want to grab himself, but he couldn't touch it through a layer of air. He didn't want it to stom on a few mud claws on his body.

Felix took a warm beef pie from the special compartment of the ring and threw it to Fang.

Yaya grabbed it, wagging his tail happily.

Felix patted the door, "Hagrid, it's me, Felix."

There was a whimpering sound from inside—

"Come in, the door is unlocked!"

He opened the door and was taken aback by the sight inside: the small room was packed, Hagrid was sitting on the soft bed, picking up a large barrel of wine and pouring it hard, his eyes were red and swollen, and his tears were hazy.

At his feet lay a eagle-headed horse-winged beast, and in front of it was a copper basin filled with **** raw meat. Juice dripped on the floor from the corner of its mouth, and upon hearing Felix's movement, it suddenly raised its head and stared at him vigilantly.

"Hagrid?"

Hagrid looked at him directly, and muttered: "Felix, you also heard..." He patted the head of the eagle-headed horse and winged beast. "Be good, Buckbeak, you can't do it anymore. Made a mistake."

Barcobic's head dropped, and continued to deal with the raw meat in the basin.

"Want something?" Hagrid shook the barrel.

"no thank you."

Felix took a seat not far from him: "I did hear some rumors, but I didn't expect it to affect you so much."

Hagrid took another sip of wine, with sparse liquor hanging from his beard, "What can I do? Probably the shortest professor ever..."

"They fired you?" Felix asked in surprise.

"Uh, Harry and they asked the same question...not yet, but sooner or later. Yesterday a representative of the school board came to see me, dressed meticulously, and honestly looked like you. He told me My schedule is too rash, it should be a little safer..."

"I don't think the problem is big." Felix said, "As far as I know, the eagle-headed horse-winged beast has good wisdom. What should be the accident?"

"Accident? That's right...you're just a judge!" Hagrid suddenly exclaimed, frightening the behemoth next to him. "The student named Malfoy didn't listen to me at all. I told him to bow and bow. He acted like a fool!"

Felix looked at Hagrid with weird eyes, and he asked softly, "Did you let it get close to the students?"

"Yeah, I understand them, there is no danger. As long as it greets you, it's bowing...hiccup!" Hagrid burped the wine, he shook the barrel, and poured the rest of the wine into the copper basin. That means it recognizes you. Very polite creature, doesn't it?"

Felix has reservations about this. It is true that bowing will be recognized, but it is not because of politeness, but because you first expose your fatalities and win their trust, they will in turn bow their heads to win Your trust.

This is a unique habit.

"Hagrid, my suggestion is for creatures that have the ability to harm little wizards, like it—"

"Buckbeak, it's called Buckbeak," Hagrid introduced gruffly.

"—For example, Buckbeak, it’s better to keep a long-term view in the first class. When you are familiar, you can pick one or two obedient students to come into contact with it."

"Nice suggestion, but unfortunately I don't need it at the moment." Hagrid said sadly. "I have no energy for the whole day today. I sent my students to feed the Flobber caterpillars and look up at the sky by myself... Maybe an owl will tell me that Expelled."

Felix said directly, "Hagrid, you don’t have to worry about your position. I checked your appointment—that is, Keitelburn’s record. He has stayed for 62 times. Some accidents are more serious than you. , But he stayed safe and sound until retirement."

"Really? I didn't expect this. The representative of the school board looked like I was going to be sent to Azkaban." Hagrid said expectantly.

"They can't expel a formal professor. That's the power of the principal. At most they will arrange punishment for you, but who cares?" Felix said that he had studied these rules thoroughly, so he never thought about it. Pay attention to them.

Hagrid became excited, he looked at Felix: "So, am I all right?"

"You're alright."

"That's great!" Hagrid let out a cheer, and the drinks hanging from his beard were thrown all over, and Buckbeak sneezed. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

"Oh, go, Buckbeak, go back to your turf!" Hagrid smiled and pulled it up, and under its reluctant gaze, he pushed it out of the cabin.

"I'm still worried that I will be fired, and I won't even be able to do the work of guarding the Forbidden Forest. I want to feed it at last. It seems that I think too much..."

Felix said, "Hagrid, let's discuss the content of your next class. I think little unicorns are good. They are fluffy and look very pleasing. I am also very curious about their childhood. What are the qualities of her golden hair..."

"Will it not be prestigious?" Hagrid asked.

Felix looked at him calmly, making Hagrid a little flustered. He waved his hand, "Well, you are right, I shouldn't take a risk."

He shook his fingers: "Unicorns, tree guards, sniffing, fire crabs, flower fairies, and pirate birds... Is its sound also dangerous?" He asked Felix's opinion.

Bobird is a dark green bird with a shy personality and looks like a malnourished juvenile vulture. They are known for their heartbreaking calls.

Felix thought for a while: "I remember its call is regular?"

"Usually it was called before heavy rain. For a while, people used it to forecast the weather. Later, they couldn't stand its sound. It was too ugly... and some birds would howl constantly in the winter, which represented them. I'm dying." Hagrid said thoughtfully, "I can find a sunny day when they are lingering."

Felix encouraged him to say: "That's it, Hagrid, you have to rule out possible risks based on the characteristics of magical beasts."

"Ha, I seem to have found a trick."

…

Felix returned to the office, it was already dark. He looked at the picture of Nick Lemay on the workbench and asked, "Is Nick there?"