A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

"Let's find the right rune quickly," Hermione reminded them. "This lesson is very important. If you can find the right rune for you, I can teach you..."

"Have you mastered all these runes? This is not a theoretical rune, but a practical rune!" said Ron in surprise.

"Don't be silly, I can do it anyway," said Hermione, "but I'm definitely learning faster than you guys!"

Next, Harry and Ron's attitude was much more positive. Not only the two of them, but other little wizards were also very interested in this novel way of teaching.

Daphne Greengrass circled a dark green slender, dexterous rune symbol, "I think it's talking to me, but I can't hear it."

"That's telling enough," said a Gryffindor next to her irritably, who had yet to gain anything. "Okay, give up your seat."

Neville stretched out his round hand to a fiery red rune symbol, "Go away, Longbottom," Draco said, followed by two valet. He looked greedily at the rune, which seemed to be the brightest of all symbols.

Neville took a timid step back, then insisted on staying where he was. "I'm here first," he muttered.

"What did you say, I didn't understand, maybe you want to try the leglock spell again?" Draco threatened in a low voice.

"What happened?" Felix suddenly appeared, and he had been keeping an eye on Neville.

"It's nothing, Professor." Draco gave a reserved smile. "Longbottom may not be doing well in Potions class, so he's wiping his tears."

Neville clenched his fists and said stubbornly, "I didn't wipe my tears." Tears rolled in his eyes.

"Malfoy, you come with me," Felix said. "The others continue. Oh, Longbottom, I think that khaki rune on your left is a good fit for you. You can try it."

He took Draco outside the classroom.

"Professor Hepp," Draco said in a panic. He wasn't afraid of deducting points, but he was afraid of copying two more thick books. He still remembered the lessons from last year.

But he heard Professor Hepp ask him calmly, "Malfoy, tell me, does bullying the weak make you happy?"

"me……"

"As it turns out, I haven't heard you say that word since the last lockdown, did I?"

Draco wanted to be hard-mouthed, but he felt like he'd seen through. "No," he whispered.

That word is "mudblood".

"Isn't that nice, I always thought you were a smart student, I knew it from the idea of ​​dragging black magic items with a scarf."

Felix said, "I think you can do much more than that, Malfoy, prove it to me."

When Draco returned to the classroom, Pansy Parkinson immediately came over, "Draco, have you been deducted points or locked up?"

"No," Draco said blankly, "the professor complimented me."

That afternoon, the Rune Club recruiting posters that had been hanging on the bulletin board for weeks were finally replaced, replaced by a long list.

"There are only seven people in the first gear."

A little wizard muttered, "Hermione Granger, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, three Gryffindors alone."

"It's normal. Granger is an assistant in the rune class. It is said that she is proficient in not only one practical rune, but more than a hundred roughly, and can easily break the armrest of a solid wood chair, as well as the twins, the couple's mirror. Have you heard of it?" said his friend.

"Hey—how do I say it, I've already ordered it, but I won't get it until Halloween."

"It's so fast to start, I'm still hesitating!"

"First come, first served."

"Who's the rest?"

"There's only one Hufflepuff, Cedric Diggory, and he's the best. Besides, Ravenclaw has two, Slytherin has one—that's the Jeffrey one. Prefect, the one who is usually quite arrogant."

On the stairs on the third floor of the castle, Felix was talking to a little girl with tousled blond hair, her wand stuck behind her left ear.

Luna Lovegood handed him two pieces of parchment.

"What is this?" Felix took it.

"It's my paper, but I've only written two feet, not enough words."

"You want me to help you out? You're not old enough." Felix said with a smile.

"No, I was worried that you would be sad if you couldn't recruit people, so I wrote something casually. I went to see it on the day of the assessment. There were many people, so I didn't go in." Luna shook her hair and said. "I also recommend that Ravenclaw students sign up."

Felix said with a strange expression: "I've heard more than one Ravenclaw student say that there's a mad...a second-year student promoting Rune Club to them one by one."

"Yes, that's my nickname, crazy girl, I don't think it's bad."

"Thank you, Miss Lovegood."

"We're friends, aren't we?" She gave him a confirming look.

"That's right, Luna."

Luna laughed, "By the way, I really have something I want to ask you about..."

Felix looked at her, "If only I knew."

"I met a professor two days ago, and she kept inviting me to be her assistant."

Felix suspected that he had heard it wrong. How could this method be so familiar? Which professor learned from him and wanted to be lazy?

"Who invited you?" he asked.

"I don't know either, I haven't seen it before." She said shaking her head.

"You can always describe what it looks like?"

"Wears a beautiful pair of insect glasses, she wears a shiny transparent cape, and she has more bracelets on her wrist than I do," she said earnestly, while deliberately emphasizing: "A lot!"

How could Felix look like Sybil Trelawney when he heard these descriptions? However, the Trelawian Nicole in Luna's mouth has been beautified too much, should it be said that she is also a Ravenclaw...

He looked at Luna seriously and asked tentatively, "How did you meet?"

Luna Lovegood was only in the second grade, and logically, she would never have had access to Sybill Trelawney.

"I came out of classroom No. 7 that day and thought I had nothing to do, so I wandered around the castle, and I came across a very interesting portrait of a knight on the eighth floor - he came to look for the lost horse, we chatted for a while, he told There are free shows in my trapdoor room in the North Tower."

"You're talking about Trelawney? Why didn't I know she had a hobby of acting?" Felix couldn't believe it, but Trelawney's residence was indeed on the top of the North Tower, connected to her divination classroom Together.

Luna nodded first, then she put on a horrified expression, "Yes, it's unknown...Honey, don't force me, I can't say it!" Then she said solemnly, "It's this kind of performance, to be honest, I Not very good at this."

Felix said with a blank expression: "And then, what happened? She never picked you up just because you peeked at her black calendar... Her performance just picked you up?"

"No, except that she looked a little excited - maybe I interrupted her state, but later she said that I might have some kind of Third Eye and invited me to be her assistant."

Felix asked, "Have you heard of divination classes?"

"Yeah," Luna blinked her light-colored eyes, "yes, one of the elective courses in the third grade, but I'm not going to choose divination."

"why?"

"I prefer to look at the stars, a centaur friend of mine taught me astrology, and gave me some sage and mallow, which, when roasted, attracts a swarm of smoky creatures that contort themselves into Various shapes to make prophecies," Luna said.

In fact, it is to observe the shape of the smoke, right? Felix guesses.

"--and I have decided to take the Ancient Rune and Magical Creature Protection class next year, and the time may conflict."