A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

The ordinary classroom door seems to separate the two worlds.

On one side is a warm and peaceful school, and on the other side is a dark and unknown world where a piercing wind blows from time to time...

The students stared hesitantly at Professor Hepp's face, as if trying to read something, but Felix just looked at them with encouraging eyes.

Penello couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, and the voice was very clear. Percy, who was separated by two positions next to her, asked, "Professor? Will there be no danger?"

"What? Oh, of course not...why do you think that?" Felix looked at him in surprise, his eyes passing over the faces of the others.

"...I see, don't worry, um, I did add some fun, terrifying surprises, but our class is always Ancient Rune, not Defence Against the Dark Arts."

"Go, I'm going last."

The witches and wizards walked in one after another, with Felix following behind, closing the door to the classroom.

"boom!"

...

In this mysterious space, the light is very dim, which makes it impossible for them to judge the specific size of the space.

A few small sounds broke into their ears: the wind, the whistling, the chirping of insects, and some odd rustling syllables.

More than 30 students huddled together like quails, standing at a loss, as if waiting for the professor's instructions. Only seven or eight people held their wands high, read fluorescent flashes, and looked around with the light of magic.

Felix shook his head, and the next second his voice came from above the ceiling—

"Little wizards, you are now the staff of the Ministry of Magic a hundred and fifty years ago, and you are very good at Rune. The instructions are to inspect the surrounding area, eliminate danger and bring back valuable manuscripts."

"You have to be like professionals, be careful, but don't miss any clues. Magical manuscripts will not be swaggering at the door. The carrier of knowledge is not the only one. Believe me, there are many things here for you to explore."

"Now, get your wand and, if necessary, the parchment for a record. I'll keep an eye on you."

Then the sound disappeared.

After a brief silence...

"Cough cough!" Percy cleared his throat, raised his wand to attract the attention of others: "I think this is the professor's test for us, and we should hand in satisfactory answers. As a prefect, I am willing to lead everyone..."

"There is more than one prefect here!" A Slytherin student sang the opposite tune, and in the messy voice, the students quickly divided into four camps according to the college.

Twelve Ravenclaws, seven Gryffindors, five Slytherins, and nine Hufflepuffs.

The other three houses had prefects, and Hufflepuff had picked out a prestigious wizard, and they gathered around a stone to discuss exactly what to do.

"We should explore the boundaries of this place. It's obvious that the professor has cast a traceless stretch spell. This place can't be too big."

"With all due respect, I think we should find the safe house that the professor said, and get the manuscript as soon as possible. I don't want to stay here for a second!"

"Are you going to split up?"

"Can't you?"

"Everyone, no matter what we do, we'd better act together."

...

Percy advocated to explore the surrounding environment clearly, and to make a clear division of labor and perform their own duties, but the Slytherin prefect objected, and he strongly demanded to find the safe house as quickly as possible, "This is what the professor provides. Key Information!"

For the other two colleges, Penello supported Percy, while Hufflepuff advised everyone not to separate.

Ten minutes passed quietly.

But the opinions were not unified. In the end, everyone decided to act in the college as a unit, and left one person to release a cluster of red sparks into the sky every ten times, and then release green sparks after ten times. When people see it, they quickly return to share their intelligence.

Gryffindor and Ravenclaw walked together, Slytherin and Hufflepuff moved together to maintain a balance of numbers.

"Everyone, read with me: Fluorescent Flash!" said Percy.

One after another rays of light lit up from the darkness, and a starlight also lit up not far away, and both parties felt a little relieved.

They chose a direction at will, and headed forward. Originally, they were cautiously taking steps, but from time to time a crow flew around, making a "qua~qua~" sound, which made their hearts tremble.

They involuntarily increased their speed.

Percy said in a trembling voice: "We are still students, and we will definitely not encounter any danger beyond the norm, at most some small traps or something..."

Penello said in a calm voice: "We are just conducting a special practice class, which will not exceed two hours at most."

The witches and wizards relaxed slightly.

"Wait! What's over there?" said Quidditch Captain Wood, pointing forward.

"Is it a rock pile?" Percy squinted into the distance.

"No, yes, it's a tombstone!" Wood's words were a bit inconvenient.

In the shadows, rows of tombstones that are darker than the night stand.

After a brief panic, they gathered five people and prepared to go over and take a look.

"Don't worry, there's no danger," Percy said in a very unconvincing tone.

The group of five carefully explored the tombstone group. They stepped on the soft soil under their feet, and sometimes made the sound of branches breaking. In the silence, Percy suddenly said, "Penello, you should stay."

"I'm the prefect!" Penello retorted.

"But……"

"Oh, come on, you two," the burly Wood turned his head, "the quarrel between lovers also has to be timed, we are busy."

"Who, who said we were a couple?" The two looked at him in astonishment.

"I'm not stupid..." Wood muttered.

Percy and Penello fell silent in an instant, and even the sudden sound of frog croaking didn't seem so scary anymore.

In a slightly awkward atmosphere, they walked into this group of tombstones.

"Look here!" Wood said, pointing to a tombstone. "There's some rune on it, it seems to be—" His voice trembled.

"What is it?" Percy looked over, holding up his wand.

"I, we are waiting for you here..." Wood swallowed.

"Gudong!"

At this moment, they heard a strange noise, and something protruded from the soil in front of Wood's tombstone.

Percy's eyes widened, it was a hand!

"Run, Wood!" He raised his hand and cast a smashing spell.

Wood jumped away nimbly, with a crackling sound behind him, and when he looked back, a boneless arm shattered into pieces.

"Ahhh!" Penello screamed, something grabbed her ankle, she struggled to break free, and a white hand hung on her ankle.

"Penello!"

Percy shouted, and then he was stunned to see that after Penello ran away a few steps, he gritted his teeth and released "shattering bones" and "flaming flames" in one direction. Under the action, a big hole was blown out on the ground.

About thirty seconds passed—

A group of people ran over, panting, and they looked at the scene on the field in confusion: Percy and Penello kissed together, the other two wizards looked into the distance awkwardly, and Wood dropped one of them with disgust. The arm's skeleton frame kicked away.

The skeleton also looked strange, about half the height of a person, with short limbs, but a particularly large head, occupying almost half of the body.

The big-headed skull grinned exaggeratedly, making a anthropomorphic "woolu~woolu~" sound, clumsily trying to get up from the ground.

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