A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Ron left them angrily, "Ron" Harry stretched out his back enough, not knowing what to say.

When he returned to school to pack his bags on the first day, he saw the dress Mrs. Weasley had prepared for Ron. From his eyes, it was more like a sauce-purple velvet dress, with moldy ruffles on the neckline and matching lace on the cuffs.

Harry didn't have the courage to wear it out. Judging from Ron's expression at the time, he couldn't wait to press this dress under the bottom of the box. He would never use it once in his life.

After ten seconds, Ron flew out in a whirl.

Harry and Hermione caught him. Ron sat on the ground, his face pale, and he said in a low voice, "I'm tired of being poor. Harry, can you lend me some money? I promise to pay you back!"

Harry hesitated for two seconds. He knew what Ron was going to do to buy ageing agents. "No problem," he said.

"Ron! You shouldn't have Dumbledore fail to consider," Hermione persuaded.

"You don't need to worry about it." Ron buried his head. "Don't you have a way to get the invitation card? Isn't it a big talk?"

Hermione glared at him incredulously, but Ron only gave her the back of her head, and Hermione gave him a proud look and stepped heavy steps up the steps.

Her figure disappeared in front of the icy black hanging gate, and after only ten seconds, the black mist violently fluctuated.

Ron looked at the black stele in disbelief, and Hermione Granger appeared with a golden name. The black door opened silently, and a hot wave of air gushed out from it, and the golden flames gradually disappeared behind her.

…

It's eight o'clock in the evening.

Felix took Justin Finley's Apparition and appeared in a London alley. Then they got in a taxi and came to the villa area according to the address Justin provided.

"Mom, it's me, Justin." Justin rang the doorbell in front of the courtyard and said to the microphone above: "I'm with a professor in the school."

"Oh, my goodness! Baby, mom will come right away."

There was a frantic sound across the microphone, and it seemed that someone had broken the cup.

Justin opened his mouth, a little embarrassed, Felix silently observed the carved patterns on the pillars, until a delicately dressed woman walked out quickly, arranging her hat in a panic.

"Hello, you are, uh..."

Across the door, she was stunned, looking at Justin, then at Felix.

"Are you a professor of...?" She asked cautiously. This is too young. The professors she has seen are all blessed with sparse hair, without exception.

Even though magic can treat hair loss, it can't make people younger, right? The professor named "Meg" who came to visit the house for the first time did not have this ability.

"Oh, mom, open the door. He is my ancient magician professor, I told you!" Justin said from the side.

The woman stretched out a hand across the door and flicked his forehead.

"Ouch!"

The woman touched her pocket with satisfaction, and then said apologetically: "Is it Professor Haipu? This kid did mention you and said you are young, but I thought, I should... Oh, sorry, I forgot. I took the key, and changed my clothes when I went home at night...I'll be back soon." She left in a hurry.

Justin asked suspiciously: "Professor Haipu? We can use the Locking Curse..."

"It's not necessary," Felix said. "It won't matter if you wait."

Justin scratched his curled hair, not quite understanding, "Professor, what kind of magic did you just use? Door key?"

Felix laughed, "Where did you hear this word?"

"Ernie told me that during the Quidditch World Cup in the summer vacation, the Ministry of Magic prepared three hundred door keys, and people from all over the world came to England through the door keys!"

"Three hundred are just the quantity in the UK." Felix said: "The magic of the door key needs to be attached to an item. I use Apparition."

"Apparition?"

"Yes, it is more convenient than the door key, and you have seen the effect. You will be exposed to it in the sixth grade."

"But, why haven't I seen anyone else use it?"

"Oh, because of the spell cast in the school, apparition is forbidden, and of course, door keys are also forbidden."

At this moment, Mrs. Justin trot out and greeted the two of them.

Mr. Finley has the same curly hair as Justin. He brought two cups of coffee. "I heard Justin said that you guys also drink coffee. My friend gave me a little Geisha coffee. You can try it."

He put down his coffee, wiped his hands, and held Felix together.

Felix expressed his intentions. The Finleys were taken aback, and they immediately took him to the study. As he walked, Mr. Finley introduced and said: "It was originally placed in the living room, but Justin this The child always fiddled with it, and his mother was worried that it would be broken, so she put it in the study."

Justin glared at her mother, and she messed up her hair immediately.

In the study, Felix looked at the antique vase carefully for a long time. Of course, what he saw was not the pattern on the enamel paint, but the magical glow hidden in the ordinary people.

"Is there a problem?" Mr. Finley asked nervously.

"Oh, no," Felix said. "No matter the first time you watch it, you will be amazed at the craftsmanship of the fairies. Some of their magic can be comparable to the top alchemy recipes... But don't worry, there is no curse on it. "

"That's good, this is good." Mr. Finley sighed in relief, he was worried that something like radiation would forgive him for not understanding magic, but this was the curse he imagined.

Later, the Finleys invited him to spend a weekend together. Felix knew that it was Justin they wanted to stay.

He implicitly said: "The students at Hogwarts live on campus, and the professor has an unshirkable responsibility for the safety of the little wizard..." He saw their disappointed expressions, and added, "At most. Tomorrow morning, please prepare a room for me. It's better to be quiet."

"This is natural, don't worry, Professor Haipu." Mrs. Finley quickly agreed, for fear that he would regret it. She patted Justin on the back of the head, and said solemnly, "How about your manners?"

Justin said dumbly, "Thank you Professor."

…

Hogwarts, after turning off the lights.

Harry fell asleep early. He was exhausted enough for the day. Ron and Hermione were awkward and ignored each other, but Hermione had already got the invitation card. Of course Harry hoped Ron could get it too. He and Hermione Ron stayed in classroom seven this afternoon.

But what he can do is really limited, only to help analyze the situation after Ron's failure, but this is really not what he is good at. Fortunately, Hermione left Madam Pomfrey's potion, which can relieve mental exhaustion and shorten their rest time a lot.

Ron was lying on the bed, tossing about and couldn't sleep, his face worried.

He stared at the light outside the window, barely able to see a corner of the moon.

Harry succeeded, and Hermione succeeded, even... he glanced at Neville who was snoring loudly. Yeah, even Neville succeeded in getting the invitation card.

He knew he couldn't compare to Harry and Hermione, but at least he didn't want to be thrown too far.

He sat up and spent a long time in a daze. Finally, he tiptoed off the bed and picked up the remaining half bottle of potion from the table. Go out of the dormitory and push open the door of the common room.

Ron walked treacherously in the dark corridor, not even daring to use the fluorescent flicker, for fear of encountering Filch or Mrs. Loris.

Finally, half an hour later, he came to the vicinity of No. 7 classroom, secretly thanking his luck.

Ron was holding his wand in his mouth, not daring to make a sound, and fumbled with his hands along the wall. No. 7 classroom is unlocked, and the way to enter is to outline a magic symbol. It happened that Professor Haipu spoke in the Magic Club. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Right now, he only needs to find the right place, then quickly outline the magic text and sneak into the classroom, and he will be able to spend one more night than others.

Ron touched a bulging object, Bingbing, but it was warmer than the wall and the door. He was shocked and found it! But the next second, a suppressed scream sounded in his ears, making his hair horrified.

ghost? Pippi? No, it's a living person...

"Who!"

"Who!" Ron's voice was distorted with fright, his voice circulated so that he didn't even know what he was talking about.

In the darkness, there was an unknown creature less than a foot away from him. Ron swallowed, took two steps back, raised his wand, and whispered: "Fluorescence flashes."

A dim halo lit up from the tip of the stick, illuminating the face close at hand on the opposite side

"Draco Malfoy!"

"Ron Weasley!"