A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

After about half an hour, Felix got up from his chair and walked over to the little wizard.

"Okay, little wizards, stop."

Everyone raised their heads one after another, a few with cold sweat on their faces.

Felix glanced around, "Now, tell me how you feel."

"I think it's very interesting, except for a few questions in the middle that are a little weird." Luna said in an ethereal voice.

"you mean--"

"Just some questions about the Forbidden Forest," Luna thought for a while, "for example, 'You came to the Forbidden Forest for fun, you heard the clicking sound, you turned around and saw a big claw covered with thick black hair, What will happen down there?'"

"Oh, what's your answer?" Felix asked, this question he had just added temporarily.

"I chose 'Say hello to it', hi, Mr. Octopus."

"Why didn't you choose to run away?" Felix asked her.

"But that's the second step." Luna replied solemnly, and the other little wizards looked at her in shock.

Ron's eyes were bulging out.

"So, you think—" Felix said a little stiffly: "If you encounter an eight-eyed giant spider in the Forbidden Forest, you must say hello to it first, then turn around and run away."

Luna nodded, and then added: "Actually, these two things can be done at the same time, depending on how fast it chases you."

"Okay, thank you for your answer, Miss Lovegood. But I don't advise you to do that. In fact, you shouldn't trespass into the Forbidden Forest, especially with a little wizard."

He looked at Ginny, this little girl was obviously much normal, she bowed her head sadly, this was her first confinement in school.

"What else do you think?"

"Professor, George and I think that the feedback from parchment should be richer. We just tested it, and there are only about twenty types."

"Oh? Go ahead." Felix asked with interest.

Fred seemed very excited, and he couldn't wait to say: "Professor, in addition to words and simple drawings, we can also add some punishment measures, such as spraying black gas, in fact, stinky juice is not bad..."

"You can also add voices, and if you get it wrong, you can hear Professor Flitwick's voice: we're wizards, not stick-wielding curly-haired baboons!"

The last sentence was said by Fred imitating Flitwick's voice, and several little wizards with poor brains, such as Marcus, such as Ron, couldn't help shivering.

"anything else?"

"The text feedback is too gentle, the tone can be stronger, Professor, George and I can help with this." Fred was very interested in this kind of thing, and he frantically recommended himself to Felix.

"Well..." Felix imagined for a moment. If these suggestions are added, the little wizards are afraid that their mentality will explode, right?

"The proposal on sound is not bad, and it is possible to achieve it." Felix chose the most feasible proposal and said.

The atmosphere gradually warmed up.

"Professor, maybe we can add grading content to let us see our level intuitively." Eddie Camilleche said, his grades have always been good, but he always likes to play some clever tricks.

"Makes sense."

"Professor Hepp, can we add our own name?" Ginny hesitated.

"name?"

"Just at the beginning, you can write something like 'Welcome Ginny Weasley to the answering space'..." Her voice was getting lower and lower, as if she was embarrassed, and her cheeks were as red as her hair.

"Good offer."

"Professor, can you add the logos of different colleges?"

"Professor, can you make a list of the highest scores? Different colleges compete, like the College Cup?"

"Professor, can I see other people's answers?"

"Professor, can you categorize the topics? Like ancient runes, history of magic, potions, herbs, common sense, etc."

...

The nine little wizards chatted, and in the end, they began to quarrel within themselves, discussing which function is more important.

Felix's expression is getting weirder and weirder. How come these functions together look like a knowledge game app of later generations?

Divide categories, answer special effects, leaderboards, friend options, confrontation mechanism, custom skins...

But I just want to be an auxiliary teaching aid for the ancient rune class?

What am I doing with so many functions? Moreover, it may not be possible to achieve...

After thinking about it, Felix said: "You write down your thoughts, try to perfect your thoughts, and I will add them selectively. Mr. Ron Weasley, come with me."

Ron pointed to himself and got a clear response, so he and Professor Hepp came to the corner of the office.

"Weasley, tell me about Lockhart's performance that night..."

After about ten minutes, Ron finished his story.

"Very well, I have given the information back to Headmaster Dumbledore. With the information you have provided, Lockhart will soon be punished as he deserves."

"But before that, I must solemnly remind you, I also told Miss Granger the same thing, don't contact Lockhart in private, feel the danger, and immediately find any professor you can see. "

"Am I clear enough?"

Ron looked at Professor Hepp with a stern expression, he swallowed and nodded again and again.

"Very well, you can go back, and help me call your sister over by the way."

"Ginny? What's wrong with her?" Ron asked concerned.

"Just some small issues." Felix said lightly.

Soon, Ginny Weasley approached him cautiously.

"Hello, Miss Weasley, we've met a few times before, but this is the official acquaintance."

"You, hello, Professor Hepp."

"Let's get straight to the point, I want to know, where did the diary in your hand come from?"

Ginny raised her head in shock, her eyes widened, "Teach, teach, professor, what did you say?"

Felix looked into her eyes calmly: "We've met a few times before, such as near Hagrid's hut, such as near the girls' bathroom, do I need to explain anything more?"

He did not mention the most crucial evidence, which was the information provided by Luna, so as not to affect the friendship between the two.

Ginny's lips moved as if to say something, and Felix waited quietly.

After about a minute-

Tears welled in her bright brown eyes, but she finally plucked up the courage to admit, "Professor, I don't know...I just wrote on it, that journal, it, is it really about the Chamber of Secrets?"

"You don't know anything about it?"

"I don't know. At first I just kept a diary, and it responded to me. It was very caring and helped me with ideas. Later, I often lost memory for a period of time, just at that time, the attack happened."

"Afterwards, the professors emphasized in the class that black magic items cannot be trusted. Fred and George also said the same. I just threw it away."

She sobbed about her experience.

Felix nodded, and he comforted Ginny: "Little wizards are always easy to be deceived. If you encounter similar problems in the future, you can ask your trusted professor for help. It's not ashamed."

"Trust me, troubles that are hard in your eyes are often easy for professors."

Ginny nodded lightly, and she said quickly, "Thank you, Professor Hepp."

"So, let's go back to the original question, do you remember where you got the diary?" Felix asked.

"I...I don't know, I thought my mother gave it to me, but maybe not."

"I think, you must have noticed something unusual?"

"That diary was stuck in a new book I bought. Mom wouldn't do that."

"New book? Was it the day you went shopping at Diagon Alley?"

"Yes, it happened to be Professor Lockhart's signing that day. He gave Harry a whole new set of books, and Harry gave it to me. I found the diary that night."

Lockhart and Potter... maybe a coincidence.

Felix was silent for a moment, and he continued: "Remember what happened that day? Who might have touched your bag?"

"That day, our family went shopping at Diagon Alley, oh and Harry, he lived in the Burrow for the holidays, and his relatives were not very kind to him... Met the Hermione family halfway. We parted at the bank gate, and my mother took me Bought robes and wands, and then we went to buy books, and at Professor Lockhart's signing, Dad got into a fight with Malfoy..."

Felix stopped her. "Malfoy? Lucius Malfoy?"

"Yes, he has a very bad relationship with his father," Ginny whispered.

"Let's elaborate on this paragraph..." Felix said calmly.

Hundred chapters to commemorate. The sense of achievement is overwhelming, let the author laugh for half an hour first