A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Latest website: A new week is here. This is the last week of October. The professors unanimously speed up the progress and make time for the upcoming competition.

Moody's class is still full of fright. "I can smell the coward," he said in class. At that time, he was about to take turns to recite the Imperius Curse to the students. Moody looked at the students grimly with that intact eye, and said in a low voice: "You will find that the more you escape, the more danger will come to you... Yes. , It is always especially fond of cowards."

When he raised his wand, the little wizards all shook.

For the entire grade, only Harry showed resistance to the Imperius spell, "You have the potential for Aurors! Potter, let them see what you can do!" Moody yelled, and he continued to cast Harry on Harry. After four Imperius curses, Harry didn't turn his attention to the next person until Harry was able to get rid of the Imperius curse completely.

At the end of class, Ron and Neville helped each other out of the classroom, and the treatment of the two was similar. Under Moody’s control, Ron performed a passionate dance, and Neville performed a series of amazing gymnastics. .

"Who does he think he is, that paranoid..." Ron said angrily, rubbing his thigh.

As they passed by a group of second-year little wizards, the little wizards stared straight at Hermione, and talked about Hermione's horrific performance in the clearing last weekend.

"The flame phoenix...burned her hair..."

The expression on Hermione's face was both happy and embarrassed, "Don't they have anything else to do?" Even when she was making up her homework in the library, she did not escape all kinds of hot gazes. When rejecting the student who asked for a signature for the third call, the little wizard "cut" dissatisfiedly, "What proud of."

Hermione said incredulously, "Am I smug?"

"You look like you have been casted a pleasure curse," Ron said jealously.

"It's terrible..." Hermione was taken aback, sighed for a while, and said to Harry seriously: "I admire you a little bit, Harry."

"What did you say?" Harry asked scratchingly.

"I'm just... somewhat emotional." Hermione said, "Think about it, I just gained a bit of fame recently, and it feels airy, but you have been in such eyes for three years and you haven't shown anything unusual."

Harry stammered, "That's because I don't think fame is good... well, I'll be honest, sometimes it doesn't feel bad."

"Does it include when it is misunderstood?" Hermione asked him after a deep glance. In the past few days, she can be regarded as experiencing the disadvantages of the sudden rise of fame. Only when she becomes the focus of the crowd can she know what it is like.

She suddenly remembered that in their second grade, Harry was suspected by many classmates to be the heir to the Slytherin Secret Chamber because of his exposure to a snake-like voice. They all avoided Harry and talked secretly.

"Isn't there you." Harry said.

Ron shrugged, "What weird topic are you talking about, let's go, let's go to Fred and George, I saw them go to the owl shed, maybe the ageing agent has arrived."

Harry was about to see Hedwig, and Hermione also thought it was better to get the air out, so they packed up and left the library.

When passing by the edge of the forbidden forest, they saw two goblins coming out of the forest. Carrying a wild boar on his shoulders together, he was walking towards the station of Ifamoni. When they saw Harry and the others, the two goblins whispered in strange language.

"Guess what they said?" Ron asked.

"I don't know, maybe I'm simply curious." Harry said, looking at the direction of the Quidditch stadium. Standing at his position, he could only see the roof of a tall building. On the four corners of the eaves stood four animal statues. Opposite them was a thunderbird fluttering, which looked a bit Like Ravenclaw's bronze eagle.

"Do you think there will be Thunderbirds in this year's competition?" Ron asked curiously.

"Thunderbirds are not easy to deal with. They are the darling of the storm. They are not magical abilities. The fact that they can fly is beyond the reach of the warriors." Hermione said not optimistically.

The Owl Shack is a round stone room, standing high. When they endured the "whipping" draught in the tower and the smell of owl droppings, and climbed up the stairs, they happened to hear the twins' footsteps coming downstairs.

"He can't avoid us forever, that's not a small sum!"

"Yeah, I don't know if the letter is effective or not. Maybe we should put the letter directly into his hand. He must come, isn't it..." After turning a corner, George stopped talking and looked at him in surprise. Lee, Ron and Hermione.

"Why are you here?" Fred asked, staring.

Ron didn't answer, he stared at the twins, "Who is hiding from you?"

"I hope you stupid brother can avoid us." Fred said unhappily.

Ron wanted to ask again. Fred and George embraced him from left to right, "Don't you want the age-enhancing agent? It came yesterday. I will give it to you when I go back." Then they said one after another. After leaving.

"They absolutely have something to hide from the family." Ron said affirmatively, looking at their backs. "But it seems that someone owes them a sum of money." He quickly put the matter behind him, and said hopefully: "I don't know how the ageing agent tastes? I hope it's better than the compound decoction. point……"

Hermione said coldly, "You haven't given up on that plan yet, have you?"

"Yeah, are you going to report us, Hermione?" Ron said with a chuckle, "how much to try... from Professor McGonagall, the Warriors don't have to take the year-end exams, which means no matter how much you fool around with homework. Don’t worry about being scored low...this is a stable day for a whole year!"

Hermione looked at him annoyed, "So you want to be a warrior just to not do your homework?"

"Of course there is a big bonus."

They returned to the common room and Ron groaned on the table: "There are too many homework this year. Professor McGonagall left a paper on the transformation of a hedgehog. Trelawney asked us to predict the stargazing horoscope next month. Snee Pu forced us to study the antidote, and he even hinted that he would poison us! Professor Bins has always done a lot of homework, and the goblin rebellion...Who cares about what happened hundreds of years ago? And Professor Flitwick, who came here to fly Curse prepared three reference books. Even Hagrid suggested that we observe the snails every other day. Did you hear that? He even asked us to observe the fire in the buttocks. His tone was like saying a group Obedient dog..."

"Think about it, as long as you become a warrior, you can get rid of all this." He raised his head and said hopefully.

Neither Hermione nor Harry paid any attention to him, anyway he felt sorry for himself for a while. Hermione took out a pamphlet and read aloud, Harry held the two-way mirror and made a parent-child call with Sirius.

"I'm fine... the scar doesn't hurt anymore, it may be a psychological factor... well, three other schools are coming, I hope you can see... Hi, Kreacher, what? Uh, of course, the locket It goes well with your bald head... Happy Halloween in advance..."

Sirius's grumpy voice came from the mirror: "Damn, Felix wouldn't let me use the fireplace in his office! There is no one like him who crosses the river and demolishes the bridge!"

In the evening, Neville brought back a new message that the people of Boothbatten and Durmstrang were coming.

...

The delegations from the two schools arrived on the same day, as if an appointment had been made, with a difference of less than an hour.

With the experience of welcoming the Ifamoni School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Hogwarts seemed to be able to do it from top to bottom. Even Filch’s eyes were not so protruding. It might also be because there was no little wizard to repeat the crime again. mistake.

At the end of October, the weather had turned cold. The students gathered on the steps outside the hall and waited for 20 minutes. The Busbarton delegation finally flew towards them with a huge pink-blue carriage. The carriage was the size of a house, and twelve winged silver-mane horses pulled it into the air.

The students raised their heads and let out an exclamation. With a loud noise, the carriage crashed to the ground, "Cool! Hard landing!" Seamer said, until Mrs. Maxim got out of the carriage and stepped on the golden steps to the crowd, he sucked backwards. In a sigh of relief.

"Oh my god, she is so tall!"

Dumbledore and the professors took the lead in applauding, and then Dumbledore kissed the back of Mrs. Maxim's hand, and after some greetings—"Kakaroff hasn't arrived yet?" Mrs. Maxim asked.

"He was a little later than expected." Dumbledore said with a smile.

Maxim "sneered" and murmured in a low voice. The professors standing in front and the students nearby heard clearly. She said "pretending to be."

"Are you willing to wait here to greet him, or are you willing to go in and get warm?" Dumbledore asked as if he hadn't heard him.

"I'll go in first and get warm," she said with a slight bow, "My horses are very temperamental-they need strong people to take care of them, and they only drink pure malt whiskey."

"Don't worry, our professor of Fantastic Animal Protection will take care of him." Dumbledore said.

Mrs. Maxim smiled gracefully and nodded to the professors. When she saw Felix, her smile became more sincere, and then she said majesticly to the students of Boothbarton: "Follow me in."

The students of Hogwarts stepped aside and watched her lead twelve or three students into the castle along the steps, and they talked a lot in the back. These Boothbarton students are all wearing delicate blue silk school uniforms, and a few particularly slender girls also wrap their heads.

Dumbledore turned his head and said softly: "Felix..."

"Leave it to me." Felix said, looking at the carriage, his eyes were covered with a silvery white light, and the group of horses the size of elephants stared at the fiery red eyes, suddenly motionless. After a while, they all lifted up a horseshoe the size of a dish and walked towards Hagrid's hut.

"By the way, there is also pure malt whiskey." Dumbledore said, and he raised his hand to draw a note from the thin air, which was floating and glued to the head of the silver-maned horse.

The note was blown upside down by the wind, making a hunting noise, and it looked strange. Professor McGonagall pursed his lips, his expression gradually becoming severe.

"Ah~ it's a little boring to wait," Dumbledore said, "Felix, does your'Future World' company have any new products? I read from the newspaper that you recently signed a contract with the Weird Sisters... …"

"That's for the magic phonograph. They will cooperate with the first batch of records. I suggest that Remus make the product as small as possible, and it is best to cast magical images. However, I have encountered a few small problems and I urgently need it. Some valuable suggestions."

The two discussed, and the bored professors and students listened. Later, the professors also participated, and time passed.

After another half an hour, even the students wearing cloaks were a little unable to carry them, shivering in the cold wind.

"How long will you have to wait?"

Draco Malfoy said dissatisfiedly. He quietly drew out his wand, chanted a swelling spell on a beetle on the ground, and kicked a beetle the size of a mouse away. After a while, there was an exclamation sound not far away.

He grinned and stared at the black lake in the distance, where a whirlpool appeared.

At this moment, Lee Jordan shouted, "Look at the lake!"

Draco made a "cut" and squinted his eyes to observe carefully. A huge splash of water turned up in the center of the originally peaceful black lake, like a boiling cauldron, after which a huge mast rose from the whirlpool.

It was a very strange-looking ship, like a shipwreck that had been soaked for hundreds of years on the bottom of the sea. It was finally salvaged one day—the hull was full of holes that leaked wind, and the portholes were glowing with phosphorescence. When the ship docked on the shore, a line of people in heavy fur cloaks came out, only the man in the lead was wearing a special silver-white fur.

He has a raised goatee, and he is tall and thin, with thin cheeks, sunken eye sockets, protruding cheekbones, and a little dangling eyebrows, giving people a deep feeling.

"Dumbledore!" the man yelled enthusiastically as he walked up the slope. "My dear old buddy, how are you?"

"Excellent, thank you, Professor Karkaroff." Dumbledore replied.

He led the crowd to the auditorium, and the house elves in the kitchen had prepared a sumptuous dinner.

Four schools gathered for this dinner. When they heard that Vagado's people still didn't know which mountain to go around, Durmstrang's principal, Karkaroff, immediately groaned in dissatisfaction.

"They really do show off! Let everyone wait for them! Know that Krum had a cold before leaving, I said to him, you have to hold on, there will be days when you are not used to it..."

"They will arrive before Halloween at the latest." Dumbledore said gently: "If your students are unwell, Professor Karkaroff, Hogwarts School Hospital can help, and Mrs. Pomfrey is very professional."

...

At night, the dark blue night sky full of stars was shrouded in dark clouds, and the moon was also covered by thick clouds. A bright lightning flashed across the night sky, thunder rumbling, and cold rain pattered down.

In the office of the ancient magic text, Felix wore a woolen cloak and watched a movie on the sofa with Sniffing Wallen's nest. Sniffing intently stared at the projected picture, seeing the wonderful place, even Felix quietly took Jin Jialong from his hand without noticing it.

After watching the movie, Sniff climbed onto her cradle bed and lay comfortably on the velvet.

"Good night."

"Haw!"

At the same time ~www.readwn.com~ A few mountains away, a group of people stood on the top of the mountain, looking out over the majestic Hogwarts Castle.

"Go hard! This storm is nothing, we will arrive before dawn."

Said a high-pitched voice. He suddenly jumped from the top of the mountain and turned into a tall bird with a flapping fan. His iron-blue wings swept across the steep rock wall and hovered in the valley.

"Oh!"

Another figure rolled around and turned into a vigorous leopard. Several take-offs and landings, ran a distance of hundreds of feet.

Immediately afterwards, the long trunk was raised high, and the African elephant with wide ears and long silver-white tusks walked down the dark brown steep **** with dexterity. The sharp stone ground seemed to be flat to it.

"The little guys are very energetic, it seems that the effect of the experience is very obvious." An old, declining voice sounded, and the thin witch sat on the flying carpet, grinning, and said.

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