A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Neville discovered that in addition to the herbal medicine class, he had another favorite course-the ancient magic text class.

It's not that he has a special feeling for ancient magic texts, just like he is good at playing with all kinds of magical plants. On the contrary, because of his poor memory, he is one of the few poor students in the class. In the most recent exam, his grades were a little better than Crabbe and Gore of Slytherin.

He likes the ancient magic text class because he likes the professor of this class, and this reason is the same as the reason he hates the potions class to some extent.

"Navi, your grades are not the best, but your attitude is serious enough. This is where I admire you." After a certain class, Professor Haipu said to him and gave him a private production. Bookmarks.

The above is a short story written in magic text. According to the professor, this short story covers 127 theoretical ancient magic texts involved in this school year.

With the help of the ancient magic literature master Hermione, he completed the translation work——

‘Gnar is a clumsy person.

This kind of clumsiness was told to him by others, and over time, he himself thought so.

Gnar likes to play with clay dolls. He is naturally sensitive to the characteristics of different types of clay. He likes to look at black, red, brown, white, and gray. The clay of various colors is formed in his hands and becomes delicate and cute. Styling.

This kind of affection is stress-free and can bring comfort to Gnar when he is sad.

His parents are very busy and don't usually accompany him much. Even the most important Christmas is just a hurried meeting. His greatest wish is that they can spend more time with him.

It took Nal two months to quietly complete a set of dolls, with his parents and himself in it. They were holding each other together and smiling happily.

He thought: Mom and Dad would touch his head when they saw it, and smiled and said: Gnar is the best.

On Christmas Day, Gnar gave a gift to his parents. The parents looked at him in surprise, because the doll was so exquisite that it moved people's hearts. They said to him apologetically: We ignored you, and you are not stupid than anyone. We swear to accompany your growth.

Gnar was very happy. ’

...

Neville put the bookmark in the textbook of the ancient magic text very preciously, acting with care and caution, making Hermione a little jealous.

"Thank you, Hermione." He said sincerely.

"Ah? Oh, it's nothing..." Hermione was not used to his attitude, waving her hands repeatedly.

She returned to her seat, and Ron was looking at the test paper with a sad face, "Hermione, your question is too difficult."

"Is there?" Hermione looked at him in surprise, "I always set the questions according to the content of the lecture, and each question has a prototype."

Ron showed her the ancient magic text textbooks with scattered notes, "Not everyone is like you, I can’t wait to write down every sentence of the professor. I am in a normal state. If you don’t believe me, look at other people. "He screamed and said, "Harry, Dean, Seamus..."

But Hermione didn't agree at all. "My test paper does not have a super outline. It is your own problem." She suddenly looked at Harry, "Do you think so too?"

Harry was taken aback, and said euphemistically, "Hermione, half of the students in the exam class failed this time."

Hermione collapsed on the table in frustration.

Harry opened his mouth, "Actually...it's okay. Professor Haipu said that his final exam was almost at this level of difficulty. It is very informative, isn't it, Ron?"

Ron said quickly, "Yeah, that's right, that's it."

Hermione turned her head away and turned to look at the center of the common room. Among the twins, Fred was alone, but there were many people around Fred. He excitedly displayed the heart-shaped lover mirror in his hand, "There is text With two functions of and voice, there is almost no distance limit for text communication, enough for you to chat with your friends all day long during summer vacation, while the voice conversation can only cover the school range at present, but this is the favorite of couples , Let me demonstrate to you one time--"

He shouted into the couple mirror: "George, where are you now?"

A clear voice came from the mirror, "I'm in the Ravenclaw common room. Do you want me to describe the layout here?"

Fred said, "I've been there, but some of our friends don't know yet." He blinked at the others.

The voice in the mirror said, "Then I will show you around the lounge at Ravenclaw College in the next time. I'm George Weasley." He cleared his throat, "Let's start now—

The colors here are mainly bronze and blue. There are stars painted on the ceiling and carpet. I also saw a white marble statue. There are many bookshelves in addition to various books and small ornaments...

In general, although it is not the same as us, it looks very novel. Having said that, I have to criticize a few words, Slytherin’s underground lounge is like a dungeon..."

Li Jordan looked at Fred in surprise: "Have you guys been to the Slytherin lounge?"

Fred grinned and said, "We ran a circle inside with our heads covered."

George in the mirror was still talking, "...The small window can see the Black Lake, but it can't help people worry about being flooded while sleeping, and chains hang on the ceiling. The decoration style is similar to Filch's office. It's like a ghost fire—"

"George, you are off topic." Fred interrupted him.

"Okay," the voice in the mirror said. Although no one can be seen, many little wizards can imagine George shrugging and even smirking pretentiously. "Next, let's interview Ravenck randomly. Student of Rao, hello, what are you reading? Your necklace is very beautiful. It reminds me of the proprietress of Three Broomsticks. She is so charming..."

"George!" Percy shouted angrily into the couple's mirror.

But on the other side came the voice of a tranced little witch: "The Selection of World Jokes, a very interesting book."

"Really? I suddenly became interested. Dad's joke book is too old-fashioned. Who would be interested in the smelly squeak of the troll..." George said.

"It's Luna!" Hermione said to Harry and Ron in surprise, and they gathered around too.

Ron didn't know if he was worried or expected to say, "This girl will definitely surprise us."

Next, almost the entire little wizard in Gryffindor heard Luna tell a cold joke in a somewhat ethereal voice ~www.readwn.com~. No one laughed, only the opposite George asked with interest, "Sounds great, but what is a lottery?"

At this time, another cheerful female voice appeared——

"That's a small card with stickers. After scratching the card, it is marked with prizes of different values; or it is for you to guess a string of numbers..."

Percy in the lounge said in surprise, "Penello?"

The other side asked suspiciously: "Percy? This is a couple mirror? It's better than I thought...I want to confiscate it. Are you Fred or George? I remember I paid a deposit."

The voice of George on the other side sounded a little embarrassing: "This is a sample, not for sale for now. If necessary, Fred and I can tie up Percy and give it to you."

Then Harry and the others didn't know the follow-up, because Percy snatched the half of the lover's mirror in Fred's hand and ran to the corner to whisper.

Fred stayed where he was, looking at everyone with a smile: "The above is the demonstration. It only takes three gallons to book in advance. Friendly reminder, the price will increase in the near future..."