A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

At night, the ancient magic text office.

The golden mist condensed into realistic humanoid images, drifting one by one in front of Felix. Sniffing Wallen standing on the small square table, reaching out for the golden shadow.

"Igor Karkaroff, a former Death Eater, Voldemort's betrayer. Suspicious: sneaked into the hall and had contact with the Goblet of Fire alone. The suspicion is less;"

"Ludo Bagman, once accused of helping the Death Eaters pass information. Suspicious: suspected of expressing a strong welcome to Harry as a warrior, but no time to commit the crime;"

For a long period of time, the Goblet of Fire was in Dumbledore's hands, and if something went wrong, it would not go undetected.

"Batti Crouch, who served as the Director of the Law Enforcement Department, has a tough style and was implicated by the Death Eater's son and moved away from the core position. Suspicious: His wife and son have passed away because of this incident and their future has been ruined. This is not ruled out. The possibility of going to extremes; plus physical weakness, suspected of conflict with Fudge during the World Cup, but no time to commit the crime, with Bagman;"

"Mrs. Olim Maxim, is suspected of being a hybrid giant. During the war, the giants were once hard-core supporters of Voldemort. The suspicious point: not yet discovered."

"Vagado, Ifamoni, and the students in each school have incomplete information and cannot be judged..."

Felix thought silently, until finally, when a figure with fake eyes and scars on his face appeared, he waved his hand to let the golden mist dissipate.

"Regardless of the person, one, or a group of people, their goal is Harry, and they want Harry to die. But, will it be too troublesome, maybe there is a deeper intention..."

"And is Voldemort actually resurrected now? Does he want to use Harry as his first sacrifice after resurrection? A return of the dead? Dumbledore’s intelligence network should be able to find clues... Fortunately, I am not bad. It’s time to write a letter to a few old friends."

He glanced at the improved version of the live spot map, paused for a while on Moody's name, and put it away. "You have to make time to include the residences of the four magic schools."

He returned to his senses and saw Sniffer Valen staring at him. He smiled and patted Sniffer's long beak twice.

Before going to bed, he thought about it carefully and seemed to have forgotten something... "Oh, yes," he waved his hand and let the fireplace ignite a green flame. Felix whispered, "Don't blame me for blocking you." The fireplace disturbs me six or seven times a day, no one can stand it."

Early the next morning.

Harry opened his eyes in a daze, and was startled when he saw Ron's appearance. He seemed to have not slept all night, and the shadow under his eyes was even deeper than Mr. Crouch's.

"The cat is looking for you," Ron said hoarsely. "I've been scratching the door. I put it in."

Harry lifted the curtains of the four-poster bed and saw Crookshanks squatting on the cupboard beside the bed. The squashed cat face was staring at him intently, his tail sweeping aimlessly. A stack of magic text cards scattered.

"Anything, Crookshanks?" he asked.

On the cabinet, the **** cat stretched out a paw, pointed outside, let out a oozing howl, and Seamus, who was sleeping next to him, turned over.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and Harry asked tentatively, "You want me to go outside? Is... Hermione is looking for me for something?"

Crookshanks' yellow eyes showed approving glances.

So Harry changed into his pajamas, and while he was putting on his clothes, he took a moment to look out the window. It was pitch black outside. It was probably only four or five o'clock. He couldn't help but yawn.

Yesterday he went to bed very late, and he was called up early today, and didn't sleep for a few hours at all.

In the common room, Harry and Ron saw Hermione waiting sneakily outside. She covered herself tightly and wrapped her head with a scarf that looked like a Busbarton student.

The last time Harry saw a similar dress, it was because Hermione mistakenly took the compound decoction with cat hair. In the rest of the recovery period, with partial deformation of the human body to cover up the fluff on the face, it is said that this magical spell is used by vampires to hide their fangs.

"Hermione, what's the matter... And Ron, I wanted to ask a long time ago. Did you all stay up all night?"

"I can't sleep, don't ask, Sirius is here." Hermione said anxiously, her voice was strange, like a candy in her mouth.

"Who?" Harry woke up suddenly.

Outside the door of the Gryffindor common room, Sirius was chatting with the portrait of the fat lady one after another. The fat lady Tan Xing Zhengnong, she recites the lines in a deliberately lowered theatrical singing

"The little boy with a blue nose and swollen face came back from the night and worked hard in the dark~ he became a fearless warrior in the end."

Sirius frowned, feeling more irritable. What is this singing!

"Can't you just let me in?" he asked unwillingly for the fifth time.

"Oh, no," the fat lady stopped and said solemnly: "I have professional ethics. You are neither a student nor a professor. You are not allowed to enter with a password..."

The door opened from the inside, her portrait was turned aside, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione stepped out.

"Sirius, why are you here? Hermione told me that I still don't believe it!" Harry asked in surprise.

"Otherwise, how could I be able to sit still when such a big thing happened? You should inform me as soon as possible. The two-way mirror is used at this time." Sirius said grimly, and looked at the two people behind Harry. , "So, the three-person team is officially recognized? Have you figured out a name for your combination?"

Ron glanced at him and said nothing.

Harry glared at the unstoppable godfather, and Sirius immediately raised his hand to surrender, "Well, you should know what I am feeling right now."

"Professor Haipu told you, Mr. Black?" Hermione asked sharply, still in that strange way of speaking, and Harry gave her a weird look...

"Call me Sirius. How useful are the books in the old house." Sirius said happily, and he hugged Harry. "Let's find an empty classroom and have a good chat. Come here too. Anyway, it's a grasshopper on a rope now..."

"I hate this kind of saying," Harry muttered.

Sirius grinned and reached out and rubbed Harry's messy hair.

They found an empty classroom, and they said what they knew. Harry and the others learned more useful information. For example, when Karkaroff was a Death Eater, he was caught by Moody, but By confessing a list of Death Eaters, he escaped punishment from the Ministry of Magic, and more than a decade later, he changed and became the principal of Durmstrang.

"We finally know why Karkaroff is so jealous and hates Professor Moody." Harry said. He looked at Ron, who had discussed this topic before, and Ron answered absently.

When Harry mentioned that the first project was related to the fire dragon, Sirius stood up and walked back and forth in the empty classroom.

"How could it be possible for you to deal with this kind of thing!" he yelled.

Harry had to admit that, apart from a conversation between him and Sirius when he saw the magic lamp of the fire dragon at the light show, he had not seriously considered how to face a dragon. Last night, he was more worried about the possibility that Hogwarts might not get the trophy, and also worried about the coldness they might have suffered. However, he did not think about how to be in the public, under the claws and flames of the fire dragon. In, retrieve a small life.

"Maybe more than one." Sirius said, "Don't forget, you are playing in groups, and the difficulty is definitely higher than before. Of course, the difficulty I am talking about is not your level, but the level of those warriors in the past."

Harry noticed that Ron began to shake rhythmically again. He plucked up the courage and said: "We are not much worse. Hermione defeated a student named Victor of Ifamoni. He was the first warrior to be singled out. Normally, the better he meets the requirements, the better. Was elected, isn't it?"

Sirius looked at Hermione, and Hermione wrapped her head so that she couldn't see her expression clearly.

"I, uh, I..." she stammered through the scarf.

"It seems that none of you are ready yet." Sirius pointed out sharply.

Harry opened his mouth and found helplessly that what his godfather said was right, and none of them were ready. He couldn't help thinking, would other warriors, such as Cedric, be too worried to sleep? Or will you get excited by the news of the fire dragon?

In order to make his mentality look positive, he asked: "How can we defeat a dragon?"

"Defeat a dragon?" Sirius repeated.

"Yes... We talked last time, didn't we? At the Quidditch World Cup light show," Ha said in a relaxed tone, "You said that you can use the eye disease curse, a good way, maybe we can use this A spell, but it’s better to aim more accurately..."

Sirius stared his eyes and said: "Your tone is not like facing a 5X dangerous creature that can burn you to ashes in one breath, but a sniffing or something. In your impression, is it a failure? Did it just throw away the coins in your pocket?"

"Burnt to ashes?" Ron said tremblingly.

"Yes, the fire emitted by the fire dragon is not ordinary, the iron armor curse may not be able to prevent it, and as long as the tail is down, it can smash you and the magic shield into flesh...If there is no good way, yours A magic wand is no better than a toothpick."

...

At the dining table in the auditorium, Sirius and Harry had breakfast together. None of them had any appetites. In addition to having to consider the fire dragon, they also had strange eyes and pointers when facing other people.

"Ignore them, they will only say some sour things." Sirius said: "If you really can't swallow this breath, I suggest you find a fight with the most insignificant."

Hermione glared at him, and when she was eating, she finally took off her headscarf, and they could see that there was an extra bubble on her mouth.

"I thought you were the most calm of the three, but I didn't expect..." Sirius looked at her and said.

"It has nothing to do with the town being calm, I'm just worried...Ouch!" Hermione covered her mouth, and she would never speak loudly anymore.

"You'd better go to the school hospital." Harry said.

Hermione grunted twice.

...

"There is nothing to worry about," Felix said, standing in front of him with the six warriors of Hogwarts.

In the evening of the same day, he gathered six people in classroom No. 7 for targeted guidance.

"Since you are tied together, it is definitely not for losing. Think about it carefully, you still have a lot of advantages."

"Advantage?"

Felix waved his magic wand, and the silver-white smoke behind him gathered towards them, quickly becoming invisible. They have been in classroom 7 these days, and they are not unfamiliar with the changes now.

They waited quietly. After a short while, the mist in front of them dissipated a little bit. They found themselves standing on a hillside with soft brown soil under their feet. The dense fog farther away has not yet cleared, and the emerald green peaks and black rock walls can be vaguely seen. They find themselves in the mountains.

A black shadow passed low over their heads and flew into the depths of the dense fog.

"Where is this place?"

Collins Foley pursed his lips and asked. One of their students who participated in the selection recognized that, except for Professor Haipu’s inexplicable ugly creatures, most of the remaining scenes are close to reality and have traces to follow.

She knelt down, plunged her hand into the soft soil, and grabbed a handful of grass blades. This feeling was very real.

"Romania Fire Dragon Reserve." Felix said softly, "Thank you Mr. Bagman. I have no scruples while leaking the secret accidentally. I hope he will not be questioned by his superiors when he returns."

Hermione was the first to ask: "So the project we are going to challenge, those fire dragons are all from the fire dragon reserve?"

"Yes," Felix said, "I have been in the reserve for several days, and I have a certain understanding of all kinds of fire dragons... This is your first advantage."

The six people shook their hearts for a while, and Harry raised his head and looked around. Looking around, huge fire dragons crossed the sky.

"I seem to hear someone's voice?" Cedric said hesitantly.

"Let’s go down and take a look." Felix said with a smile. They walked down the hill and saw a group of people fighting against a wounded Romanian longhorned dragon. Half of its wings were broken and bloody, but it was still very bloody. Be cautious, the dark green scales on the neck expanded outward, like small green shields inserted one by one, and the long golden horns were always aimed at the person it thought was the most threatening.

"Be careful, it's going to breathe fire on Charlie, let's use a coma spell!" a wizard shouted.

Ron suddenly widened his eyes and pointed at someone and shouted: "That's Charlie, my brother! He's in Romania! Oh, my God!" He watched Charlie lead the hair to give orders, and seven or eight people chanted a coma spell together, a series of After the dense and dazzling red light passed, the tall fire dragon slammed heavily on the ground.

They felt the ground under their feet tremble and swallowed together.

Felix said to the side: "You can take a closer look." While speaking, the time in this area seemed to freeze, and the fire dragon and the dragon trainer were motionless. They walked closer and looked at the fire dragon that was overturned to the ground. They couldn't help but slap their tongues. It was too big, at least six out of them, Cedric and Roger Davis, the tallest of them. , Seven times.

The only consolation is that the tail of this dragon occupies one-third of its body length.

"The longhorned dragon likes to use its horns to kill the prey before it is cooked, and then drag it back into the nest with its claws, occasionally skewered with its horns, or curl up the prey with its tail." Felix said.

Harry looked at the two long golden horns on the top of the dragon's head. He had no doubt that they could pierce all the prey in his sight. He imagined the picture of himself hanging on it and couldn't help grinning.

Six people were full of thoughts and followed Professor Haipu forward~www.readwn.com~ Unknowingly, they came to a camp. There were more people here, and they all turned a blind eye to them. Felix introduced on the side: "This is the scene I saw when I came for the first time. Behind the camp is a paddock surrounded by fireproof materials. There are several fire dragons inside. I have dealt with one of them. Especially interesting..."

"Professor Haipu, are we just looking at it?" Cedric asked, "I mean, you should want us to fight the fire dragon and increase experience?"

"That is the last step." Felix said, "First of all, to dispel your fear of dragons, what is the best way to dispel your fear? You should all have a little bit of...

You have to understand them first. Principal Dumbledore has found a teacher for you. He has much more knowledge about fire dragons than mine. "

As they spoke, the curtain of a tent in front of them opened, and two identical old men walked out from inside.

"Mr. Scamander, what do you think?" Felix asked politely.

"Interesting, very interesting... It's eye-opening." The two old men said in unison, they looked at each other and smiled.