A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Felix leaned over and looked at the black hair on the red cloth, "Is that all there is to it?"

"Unfortunately, that's all I've found from Azkaban," said Dumbledore.

"Well," Felix nodded, he thought for a moment and said, "I can't guarantee the number of looking glasses... One, no problem! Two, a bit reluctant, three, it's purely a matter of luck."

Dumbledore smiled and said: "It has exceeded my expectations. I thought I could only make a looking glass."

After coming out of the office, Felix looked at the sky, it was not too late. He walked out of the castle and followed a path straight to Hagrid's cottage.

He smelled the aroma of the trees, the grass was wet, it was the rain that had fallen before. Soon, the outline of the house became clear.

"Yaya, don't make trouble."

Felix said to the black hound that rushed up, it seemed to want to slap on him, but he couldn't touch it through a layer of air, and he didn't want it to step on him with mud claws.

Felix took a warm beef patty from the ring's special compartment and threw it to Fang.

Fang Ya held it in his mouth and wagged his tail happily at him.

Felix patted the door, "Hagrid, it's me, Felix."

There was a sound that sounded like a whimper—

"Come in, the door is unlocked!"

He pushed open the door and was startled by the sight inside: the small room was packed to the brim, Hagrid was sitting on the soft bed, picking up a large barrel of wine and pouring it desperately, his eyes were red and swollen, and his eyes were hazy with tears.

At his feet lay a hippogriff, and in front of it lay a copper basin containing raw, bloody flesh. Juice dripped from the corner of its mouth on the floor, and when it heard Felix's movement, it jerked its head up and stared at him warily.

"Hagrid?"

Hagrid looked straight at him and muttered, "Felix, you heard..." He patted the hippogriff on the head, "Be nice, Buckbeak, you can't Another mistake."

Buckbeak lowered his raised head and continued to settle the raw meat in the basin.

"Want some?" Hagrid shook the bucket.

"no thank you."

Felix picked a seat not far from him and sat down: "I did hear some rumors, but I didn't expect it to affect you so much."

Hagrid took another sip of wine, sparse liquor hanging from his beard. "What can I do? Probably the shortest professor ever..."

"They fired you?" Felix asked in surprise.

"Well, Harry and the others have asked the same question... not yet, but sooner or later. A representative of the school board came to me yesterday, dressed meticulously, and to be honest, a bit like you. He and I Saying that my class schedule is too aggressive, it should be more secure..."

"I don't think it's a big problem," Felix said. "As far as I know, hippogriffs have good intelligence. What accident must have happened?"

"Accident? Well... you're the judge!" Hagrid suddenly shouted angrily, startling the beast next to him, "The student named Malfoy didn't listen to me at all, I told him to bow Bow! He acted like a fool!"

Felix looked at Hagrid strangely, and asked softly, "You let it come into close contact with the students?"

"Yeah, I understand them, there's no danger. As long as it salutes you, it's a bow... burp!" Hagrid burped his wine, shook the barrel, and poured the rest of the wine into the copper basin. "That means it recognizes you. Very polite creature, isn't it?"

Felix has reservations about this, it is true that bowing will gain recognition, but not because of politeness, but you expose your fatalities first and win their trust, and they will bow their heads in turn to win your trust.

This is a unique habit.

"Hagrid, my advice is that for creatures capable of harming a little wizard, like it—"

"Buckbeak, it's called Buckbeak," said Hagrid gruffly.

"—For example, Buckbeak, it's better to keep a distant view in the first class. After getting familiar with it, you can choose one or two obedient students to contact it."

"It's a good suggestion, but unfortunately I can't use it at the moment." Hagrid said sadly, "I have no energy all day today. I sent the students to feed the Frober caterpillars and looked up at the sky... Maybe the owl will tell me in the next second. fired."

Felix said directly, "Hagrid, you don't have to worry about your position, I have checked your appointment—that is, Keitelborn's records, he has sixty-two probation, and some accidents are more serious than yours. , but he's staying safe until retirement."

"Really? I didn't expect that, the school representative looked like I was going to be sent to Azkaban," Hagrid said expectantly.

"They can't fire a full professor, that's the president's power. At most you'll be punished, but who cares?" said Felix, who had studied the rules thoroughly so he never thought to Take care of them.

Hagrid became excited and looked at Felix. "So, I'm all right?"

"You were all right."

"That's great!" Hagrid let out a cheer, and Buckbeak sneezed as the drink slung all over his beard.

"Oh, go, Buckbeak, back to your turf!" Hagrid pulled it up with a smile, and pushed it out of the hut under its reluctant gaze.

"I'm still worried that I'll be expelled, and I can't even do the job of guarding the Forbidden Forest. I want to feed it in the end. Now it seems that I think too much..."

Felix said, "Hagrid, let's talk about your next class. I think little unicorns are good, fluffy, and they look cute, and I'm also curious about unicorns in their infancy. What are the qualities of the golden hair of..."

"Will it not be majestic enough?" Hagrid asked.

Felix looked at him calmly, and Hagrid was a little flustered. He waved his hand, "Well, you're right, I shouldn't take any chances."

He snapped his fingers: "The unicorn, the tree protector, the sniff, the fire crab, the flower fairy, and the divination bird... Is its call also a little dangerous?" He asked Felix's opinion.

The augury is a shy, dark-green bird that resembles a malnourished juvenile vulture, and is known for its heartbreaking calls.

Felix thought about it for a while: "I remember that its calls were regular?"

"It usually calls before the heavy rain comes. For a while, people used it to forecast the weather, but then they couldn't stand its sound, it was too unpleasant... And some augury would keep howling in winter, which means that They're dying." Hagrid said thoughtfully, "I can find a sunny day when they're wilted."

Felix encouraged him, saying, "That's it, Hagrid, you have to rule out possible risks based on the properties of magical beasts."

"Ha, I seem to have found a trick."

...

When Felix returned to the office, it was already dark. He looked at the picture of Nick Lemay on the workbench and asked, "Is Nick there?"

"'I' have fallen asleep." The person in the photo blinked.

"He's been sleeping very early lately," Felix said.

Nick Lemay in the photo said with a smile: "Old people, you can't stay up all night."

An old man over 600 years old...

Felix pondered the taste of this sentence, "When he wakes up, help me tell Nick that I have prepared his Christmas present, the one with special meaning, he will definitely like it."