A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Felix stayed in the office until noon before heading to the auditorium hungry for dinner.

He didn't sit on the teacher's seat, but randomly selected a long table of students, and a few little wizards were discussing the morning's affairs not far away.

"In just one morning, Peeves attacked Slytherin students in the auditorium, knocked down statues in the hallway, smeared mud on the armor, scribbled on the ceiling..." A student counted the skins with his fingers. The Crimes of Peders.

"I think he must have spent the whole day yesterday thinking about how to celebrate, which is why he is so efficient today."

Felix was listening, and at this moment, several Slytherin students walked in with angry expressions, and their angry shouts could be heard clearly by the seven or eight seats away.

"...It's too much to go to the common room and make a fool of yourself! You must tell Professor Snape..."

Their voices faded away.

Felix walked out of the auditorium to visit Belby, but the door to his office was locked.

When he was about to leave, he saw Belle's tall and thin figure head-on, and he looked beaming.

"Damocles."

"Oh, Felix, are you coming to see me? I went to Professor Snape's office, and the improvement of the wolf's poison potion is progressing gratifyingly..." Belby said enthusiastically.

The two exchanged a few words, and Belby suggested, "Why don't we have a drink?"

Felix readily agreed.

"Please wait a moment, I still need to clean up..." Belby said vaguely, and the two walked into the office of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, which was very different from when Lockhart was there.

On the contrary, it was somewhat similar to Snape's office - several large cabinets were placed against the wall, each of which contained various bottles and jars; on a long table, there were a row of glasses and crucibles.

One of the cauldrons was simmering potions, with an orange flame on the bottom, and the pot was emitting heat.

Felix glanced at it. The cauldron contained a creamy mass, but an uncomfortable dark green color.

"Is this some kind of ointment applied?"

"Yeah, it works wonders for the big boils caused by the Pimple Curse. I discussed it with Madam Pomfrey. God, she's a treasure trove of potions for all kinds of minor ailments."

Felix agreed: "I very much agree with you, Damocles." He had discovered this at school.

Belby lifted a curtain in the corner, and inside were two metal cages, and two red hats were sleeping quietly.

But when he took out two thumb-sized glass bottles, they opened their eyes at once, chirping and chirping, their claws clawing on the cage fence.

Felix could actually read the emotion of 'craving' from their thin faces.

Belby uttered a tone of voice, and the red hat immediately fell silent, with his head pressed against the edge of the cage and his mouth open.

He poured the bright red liquid from the glass bottle into their mouths, the red hat looked intoxicated, and his body swayed, as if he was drunk.

Afterwards, Belby covered the curtain, came to Felix again, stuffed two green leaves into the cauldron, tapped the edge of the cauldron twice with his wand, and the dark green thing began to spin.

"Okay, it's settled. Let's go," Belby said.

When they came down the steps to the ground, they saw a few Slytherin juniors running in confusion not far away, they used the hood of their wizard robes to hide the back of their heads to avoid the ubiquitous chalk tips.

"Oh, ten, ten, great, one hundred!" A dwarf who looked like a dwarf turned somersaults in midair and chased after him, waving his two short hands constantly.

"Peeves."

Peeves stopped, and he looked at the two professors next to him, "Oh, I didn't see it~ These poor little guys have all my attention..." He stared evilly and grabbed his own unnaturally. pointed hat.

Felix beckoned and let the pointed hat on Peeves' head fly into his hand, "This shouldn't be your thing, Peeves?"

A Slytherin boy leaned in and whispered, "Yes, it's mine, Professor."

Peeves gave him a vicious look, "Lord Peeves remembers you!"

The little Slytherin wizard was startled, and stopped with his half-stretched hand, with a very hesitant expression.

Felix waved his wand, and a silvery light hit Peeves, his eyes widening. The whole person is light and airy, and he keeps saying, "Don't, I hate class!"

"Don't pull my hair..."

"I hate history of magic!"

"Why did he get the highest rating!"

The little Slytherin wizard on the side looked at Felix in awe, and even Belby's eyes were a little straight - he could deal with Peeves, but the effect was a bit tingling.

Peeves seemed to have a myriad of thoughts at once, and they came from different people.

"Don't look at me like that, it's just a simple Confusion Charm to make it mistakenly think it's just born," Felix said.

"Any way?" Belby asked, though he didn't think it was a simple Confusion Charm.

"Peeves is a special kind of ghost, or more properly called the raucous ghost. He was born with the completion of Hogwarts, but it was not until the school enrolled a large number of students, with the help of the students' playfulness and overflowing emotions. Magic has a specific form."

The students who had just been chased and ran listened quietly, exchanging excited glances with each other.

"He's not going to be like this all the time, is he?" Belby asked.

"No, it will take a week at most to recover, but the process will not be very pleasant... I thought he would remember this feeling." Felix said regretfully.

"Teacher, professor, is there any good way..." said the little wizard whose hat was robbed.

But Felix didn't seem to hear it. He asked Belby with an obvious puzzled expression on his face: "You said, should we tell the little wizard that the tongue-locking spell can also deal with ghosts?"

"Not very good, it may cause trouble to some ghosts..." Belby said cooperatively.

"The ghosts in the castle are very friendly. If any little wizard dares to use it on the ghost, he will be locked up for a whole year." Felix said.

Bellby's eyes twitched, are you serious?

The Slytherin students were also taken aback, and they said cautiously, "Professor, we're leaving first."

"Your hat." Felix threw the pointed hat in his hand to him.

"Thank you, thank you Professor!" The little wizard thanked him, and was dragged away by his companions.

As they ran, they couldn't help discussing the words of the two professors, and Felix vaguely heard the words "Lock Tongue Curse" and "Dueling Lessons taught...".

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