A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

"Dobby, can you stay here and we'll talk later?"

"No, Dobby has to go back, go back to the master... Dobby sneaked out while the master was visiting friends." Dobby emphasized: "A very close friend! The master won't let Dobby follow."

"Then according to your time, I have something important to tell you. No, not now, you can inform me in advance when I need to prepare." Felix beckoned, and flew over from the workbench with a yellow Copper-colored round metal sheet.

It was a copper nut.

He tossed the coin to Dobby, and Dobby caught it and looked at it carefully: "No no, Dobby can't take it, Dobby shouldn't get any money." He said terrified, looking at him, as if Holding some vicious black magic item.

Felix sighed: "That's for you to notify me. You inject magic power in advance, and I will receive the message."

This thing is also a pair of magic artifacts, a bit like a double-sided mirror, but far less functional.

It's just a pair of copper nut that has applied 'synchronization magic', injecting magic power into one, and the other will be hot.

'Frenat' is a derivative of Felix's answer parchment. It is the product of the collective brainstorming of those little wizards, and it does not have much technical content in itself.

Felix was also playing around with it, and he even gave a pair to each of the research team.

The Weasley twins are very interested in this, Felix thinks that they will show him the remains of Fever Nutter before long...

After listening to Felix's words, Dobby was relieved. He carefully looked at the coin in his hand, and his eyes seemed to be shining.

"Is this a gift for Dobby?" he asked, tilting his head, holding the copper nut in his hand.

"—so to speak." Felix didn't intend to come back.

"Mr. Hepp is so generous, this is the first time Dobby has received a gift!" The elf was moved to tears.

Felix: "..." If you're happy, I have a lot of stuff like that.

Under his gaze, Dobby bowed to him, then snapped his fingers lightly, and his figure disappeared.

"What an interesting talent," Felix said with admiration.

House-elves are very magical creatures. They have many "wizard-like" abilities. For example, the techniques used when Dobby just disappeared are very similar to the wizard's Apparition, but the principles of the two are completely different.

At least, as far as Felix knew, Hogwarts had a lot of anti-apparition spells in place, but that spell didn't work on some magical creatures -- like phoenixes, like house-elves.

In addition, house-elves can also control various small objects, which are very convenient for doing housework and cleaning up the room; they also have a strong attack power, although this ability has always been tightly bound by magic contracts.

But these are not magics familiar to wizards, but only the talents of magical creatures. He (they) naturally possess these abilities, just like birds and snakes can arbitrarily enlarge and shrink their bodies according to the space they are in.

...

When Felix returned to the auditorium, the three professors were still carefully guiding the little wizard.

It has been two weeks since the last duel class, and many young wizards in the senior grades are barely able to release the disarming spell.

This makes the training between them have a shadow of a duel.

But only shadows.

Felix saw the two little wizards looking at each other, chanting a spell aloud, but embarrassingly shooting clusters of sparks from the tip of the staff. Then, inadvertently, he accidentally released the real disarming spell, heading straight for him.

"Miss Burst, be careful with your spell." Felix picked up the spell and said to the strong witch. He looked at her two more times. If I'm not mistaken, his assistant got cat hair from her and wore a knitted hat for three weeks.

"Oh sorry, professor." Millison Burst said in a panic.

"You have to pay attention to the angle of the wand, and swing it hard, like a stab. And...belief is important, don't play around, it can seriously slow your progress."

After pointing out a few little wizards, Felix came to Professor McGonagall, and surrounded her with a small circle of people.

She was standing excitedly in front of a pair of little wizards, complimenting loudly: "Potter, a very good Disarming Charm." She wiped the corner of her eyes.

When Felix looked over, a red light flew from Harry's wand, hitting his opponent, Hermione Granger, precisely.

Her wand slipped out of her hand, arcing in mid-air, and Harry grabbed it nimbly.

The little witch looked puffed up.

Harry handed her his wand awkwardly, and was about to say something when his next opponent stood up.

Felix was surprised to find that on the opposite side of Harry, there was a long line, surrounded by many little wizards, looking at Harry with admiration.

what's going on?

When Hermione saw Felix, she leaned in quietly. "Professor Hepp."

"what happened?"

"Uh, Ron mentioned that the reason why he learned the Disarming Charm was because he practiced against Harry and got hit so many times by the spell." She lowered her head and said.

Felix felt very absurd when he looked at Ron, who was cheering on the commentary and beaming.

But...is that possible? Even he couldn't be sure.

It is really too outrageous that this point of view is completely unthinkable without a clear brain circuit.

He looked at his assistant, "So, you believe it too?"

Hermione said a little embarrassedly: "I didn't believe it at first..." But more and more little wizards came over and asked to practice against Harry, and she was swaying.

She smartly changed the subject: "Professor, everyone says you have mastered the sixth-level spell." Hermione stared at Felix's face, trying to see something.

"yes?"

"Yes!" Hermione emphasized: "Professor, what do you think?" She was really curious.

"My thoughts are, Miss Granger, we're working overtime on the weekends."

"Uh what?"

"Criticize the homework from the last duel class."

Hermione stared blankly at him, and she couldn't help but look around at the hundreds of little wizards in the Great Hall, who were practising their spells with great enthusiasm and enthusiasm.

In their eyes, this is a sufficiently novel and interesting game.

Occasionally, when a spell misses, or when dazzling sparks erupt, the auditorium erupts in laughter.

But in the happy atmosphere, she suddenly lost this joy, and only felt a little flustered.

After seven or eight minutes, Felix took the stage and ended the class.

"I've seen your progress, little wizards." He complimented. "Hope to see your excellent performance in the next class."

"The prefects of the various colleges will collect the homework left over from the previous class, and I will take the time to give suggestions one by one - if your data is not made up."

Many people bowed their heads in shame.

But the little wizards had big smiles on their faces as they left the auditorium.

"Hermione, you don't look very good," said Ron.

He was in a very good mood. In fact, because of the special contribution award, Ron was very popular during this time, especially after solving Lockhart's troubles, his confinement was also cancelled by Professor McGonagall.

"Yeah." Hermione walked away with her head held high.

"Harry, I think it's your fault. Your Disarming Charm is stronger than hers. She feels ashamed," Ron said to Harry.

Harry couldn't help scratching his head.

The next morning, a piece of news landed directly at Hogwarts and overwhelmed all the news.

"Gilderoy Lockhart: A Fake Adventurer! Multiple Trials Are Coming." A little wizard read the front page headline aloud with the day's newspaper delivered by the owl.