A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

　　 The next day.

When Harry and Ron came to the school hospital to visit Hermione, they found that she had no longer the gloom of the previous few days. Instead, with a furry face, she waved her wand enthusiastically, and looked at the parchment on the table from time to time. .

　　 "Hermione, what are you doing?"

　　 "Of course it is to practice magic. If nothing else, I might be able to learn it before school starts."

　　 "Why do you want to hurry before school starts?" Ron was puzzled.

　　 "Because it can help me solve a little trouble." Hermione squinted and said with a grin.

　　 So, during the half an hour that Harry and Ron were in the ward, they watched Hermione repeat the same action hundreds of times, stopping from time to time to make notes on a form.

　　……

　　 Felix closed the office door and walked out neatly.

　　 Along the way, he was still a little sorrowful.

　　 After he revealed that he had successfully obtained the research materials, and once again refused to be confused by the diary, Tom in the diary finally closed himself, and he completely blocked his communication with the outside world.

　　 No matter what Felix tried, the opponent seemed to have made up his mind to let him deal with it. Even if he posted a bunch of white fire in front of the diary, he didn't get any feedback.

　　 "Tom, I don't believe you will give up on yourself." Felix had various thoughts in his mind, and he even thought he was waiting for an opportunity.

　　 So he sealed the diary more carefully, and even carved a warning text on the box.

　　Before going out, he arranged his wallet (the bound vine version) at the door to prevent an unreliable little wizard from breaking in and taking the diary with him.

　　 "Perhaps, it's time to find a chance for you to complete the final curtain call, Tom."

　　In the hallway of the castle, Felix met Pippi who was playing a prank.

　　 Pippi ghost held an iron bucket full of mud in his arms. At this moment, he was smearing thick layers of mud on his armor.

　　 "Pippy, have you seen Ms. Gray?" Felix asked him.

　　 Pippi looked at him, seemingly taken aback, and then let out a "chuck" laugh, "Oh, professor, I didn't see...I don't care about the woman with upturned nostrils."

　　 "I think there are ‘people’ who will know, that disgusting stalker~" he said with his teeth and claws floating in the air.

　　 "Be polite, Pippi." Felix said quietly, "Or, you want to try my magic again."

　　 "No, Felix Haipu! You can't..." With a look of dread on Pippi's face, he hurriedly left through the wall.

　　 "Dangdang!"

　　 The iron bucket in Pipigui's hand hit the ground with a loud noise, and the mud inside splashed.

　　 Felix waved his magic wand, and the invisible barrier blocked the soup three feet away.

"Hey, Pippi, it's you again! I must apply to Principal Dumbledore to drive you out of the castle..." A panting, flushed man hurried over from the corridor, waving his fist. , Venting anger hysterically,.

　　 is the keeper of Hogwarts Castle, Filch.

　　 "Oh, ah...Professor Haipu, have you seen Pippi?" Angrily Filch did not see the expected enemy, but instead saw Felix who was neatly dressed.

　　 "Hello, Filch, Pippi just left." Felix waved his wand, and the mud on the ground and on the armor disappeared. "By the way, did you see Ms. Gray today?"

"Is it the ghost of Ravenclaw?" Filch sniffed. "Let me think about it. I seem to have seen... a tall ghost, the one who doesn't care much? I watched in the courtyard. I got one, not sure if it was her."

　　 "Thank you, Filch."

　　 Felix came to the courtyard and glanced around. At the end of the courtyard railing, he saw a slender ghost floating in the air.

　　 She found Felix looking at her, raised her eyebrows in surprise, then turned and floated through the wall.

　　 "Wait, Ms. Gray!"

　　 Felix crossed the railing and chased to a secluded corridor.

　　 She finally stopped, hanging a few inches above the ground. She is beautiful, with long hair waist-length, and a silver robe dragged on the floor. But at the same time she held her head high and looked very arrogant and defiant.

　　 I have encountered this ghost several times in school, but never talked to her once. If he hadn't accidentally ran into a private conversation between the **** Barrow and her, he wouldn't have realized that the ghost of Ravenclaw with such a low sense of existence had such a large background.

　　 "Ms. Gray, this is Felix Hayp."

　　 She nodded and did not speak. There was no passion in her eyes.

　　 "I want to know about the early days of the school, which is the story of the four founders. There are too many ambiguities in the existing records."

　　 "I'm afraid," she said, turning to leave, "I can't help you."

"Wait, madam—" Felix yelled as she watched her drift further and further, "I know you are Rowena Ravenclaw's daughter~www.readwn.com~ She stopped, Turned around and looked at him. "Do you know my life experience? Are you here specifically for me? "

"yes, I--"

　　 "Heh, another one!" She hovered in the air, her lips twisted into a sneer.

　　 "What else?" Felix asked, but he quickly realized that he shouldn't be the first person to ask her about the secrets of Hogwarts.

　　 "Another ambitious guy!" She said quite sharply: "I will meet every ten years, do everything possible to inquire and deceive my trust..."

　　 "You mean Voldemort?" Felix asked.

　　 She stopped talking suddenly, with a surprised expression on her face. Then she felt offended and floated up two or three feet, looking at him condescendingly.

　　 "Yeah, I guessed it, Ravenclaw's crown. Voldemort has always coveted the relics of the Big Four, but I don't care about these, I want to know more—"

　　 Felix’s words were interrupted, and the ghost said with anger and stammering: “The crowns of La and Ravenclaw can bring wisdom to people. You don’t know how powerful it is! Countless people dream of it!”

　　 "——Gryffindor and Slytherin's past." Felix also finished the sentence just now.

　　 The words of the two were intertwined, and a faint echo came from the empty corridor-"I don't understand how powerful it is!" "Gryffindor~" "Slytherin's past~"

　　 Ms. Gray was taken aback, "Do you want to know this?"

"of course."

　　 "Ah, this," she was floating in mid-air, seemingly at a loss, "Gryffindor...Slytherin...what do you want to know?"

　　 At last she asked a little bit bluntly.