A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

From morning to afternoon, members of the club filed out.

"Awesome!!!" said one student excitedly, "as if the professor belongs to me alone..."

"All of us think so," his companion said with a grin.

But he didn't hear it at all, and said in an exaggerated tone: "Professor Hepp also discussed with me about a more handsome casting posture, did you hear it?"

"I'm a hundred feet away from you, man!"

A girl said: "Professor Heppe was very patient. When he told me about the rune sequence structure of Illumination, he said that it looked like a lily of the valley—"

"Huh? The professor and I were talking about tulips," another girl said.

"It's obviously a rose..."

Several people looked at each other and quarreled with each other. Ron couldn't help but say, "Maybe Professor Hepp just wanted to express an arc structure. These flowers look alike, don't they?"

The hot discussion girls stared at Ron, snorted and left.

Ron touched his head and said puzzledly, "Did I say something wrong?"

"No, you just ruined their good mood today." Hermione said casually.

They came to a courtyard where plants grew thickly along the winding paths, and Harry fiddled with the orange-red spherical fruits in the bushes, next to the large mistletoe studded with white beads.

"Is Sirius all right, Harry?" Hermione asked.

"He's fine, he's been busy preparing for his brother's funeral lately, and he doesn't want anyone else getting involved," Harry said softly.

"I remember it's Regulus Black?" Ron said excitedly. "He's so cool, a one-man..." He said in a low voice, "As a Death Eater, he played the You-Know-Who once. , he deserves this treatment."

"Yeah, but the Horcrux must not be mentioned at the funeral. Headmaster Dumbledore talked to me specifically, you know..."

Ron laughed. "He must have been distressed, maybe thinking of casting an oblivion spell on us—"

"Ron!" said Hermione sternly.

"Well, I'm just talking nonsense, of course none of this will happen..."

Hermione looked around worriedly. She didn't think it was safe here. "Harry, we'd better not mention that word outside."

"The Horcrux?"

Harry murmured something and thought about it seriously, "You're right, but most people don't know what this is—Luna?" Harry stared at the little girl in the garden, who was holding a food container in one hand. , and in the other hand a half-woven mistletoe wreath.

Luna's eyes were hidden, and she tossed the garland aside, pretending to find them suddenly. "Hello, Harry, Hermione, Ron. It's a pleasure to meet you." She sang in her voice. Say.

"What are you doing here?" said Harry, who suddenly regretted discussing this topic in the garden, wonder how much Luna had heard?

"I'm waiting for Ginny, you know, she'll be hungry, and a picnic is essential." Luna rocked gently, her waist-length blonde hair tossing to and fro.

"Really?" Ron also looked suspicious. "Did you hear—"

"Luna—"

Ginny came running from a distance, panting and out of breath, she said, "Sorry, I'm late, Fred and George insisted that I try their new product, and finally got out. Can't let them know about this... going to the Forbidden Forest to see Faerûn - Ron?"

Ginny stared for a few seconds before realizing her blunder, and she screamed, "Why are you here? Are you trying to eavesdrop! Oh, Hermione, Harry, you're..." She His expression became dazed: "What happened?"

Harry and the others looked at each other, as if it was really an accident.

Luna hummed softly as she picked up the wreath that had been thrown on the ground and weaved it on her own.

After a few minutes, they walked in the direction of Hagrid's hut—

"We care about you too, Ginny," said Ron. "There was only an attack on the edge of the Forbidden Forest two months ago..."

"Yeah, you've got a black magic in your leg and it's swollen twice as big," Ginny said lightly.

"It's still pus! Ginny, you don't care about your brother at all?" said Ron angrily.

"Worry? When I first heard it, I was naturally worried," Ginny said with a stern face. "The second time, the third time, the fourth time, the fifth time... "

Ron's face flushed, and even the roots of his ears were flushed.

Harry began to change the subject, he knew exactly how Ron had bragged afterward, and had heard it more often. But Ron's spell was for himself, and Harry thought Ron was fully worthy of what he said about himself.

So he said, "Well, so you're going to see a centaur? Well, we're going to see Buckbeak at Hagrid's, and maybe they'll be friends..."

Harry stopped talking and suddenly wanted to give himself a slap. Centaurs' self-esteem was strong, and he explained hesitantly, "I mean... yes, uh, they're all our friends."

Luna said cheerfully, "You're right, Harry. I think you'll be friends. Firenze is friendly."

"Firenze?" "Firenze?"

Harry and Hermione spoke out at the same time in amazement, Harry said, "I knew him, Firenze, in first grade! I met a dark wizard who was hunting unicorns, and it turned out to be Quirrell, who fell for the ground. —Working for You-Know-Who, Firenze helped me get me out of there.”

He chose the word carefully, not using the word "riding", because his experience told him that centaurs were very taboo.

Luna looked at Harry in a trance, and Harry added: "It's true, he looks young, with platinum blonde hair and a strong body..."

Luna grinned.

The group came to Hagrid's hut and saw the burly Hagrid removing the weeds in the pumpkin field. When they approached, Hagrid held a red umbrella and gestured in the field.

"Hagrid!"

Hagrid turned his head. "Harry, Ron, Hermione! Oh, and two little girls, one from the Weasleys. What's your name?"

"Ginny, Ginny Weasley."

"What about you?" Hagrid looked at Luna, the tip of the umbrella in his hand touched a pumpkin beside him, a big hole was blown open with a "bang", and yellow juice drenched their faces, "Oh, sorry! "

Hagrid said in a hurry, and he mentioned Harry and Ron who were closest to him, "I'll go to the rag, it's not good to use magic on you," he explained in a low voice, "I'm not very good at life magic, I missed it. good time..."

"Wait, Hagrid—clean up! Clean up! Clean up!"

With Hermione's help, they finally got to the point without spending much time.

"Buckbeak? It's back in the pack, and its people miss it." Hagrid waved his arms and said, Harry and the others were a little sorry, but they were happy for Buckbeak.

When he heard that they were going to visit the centaurs, Hagrid stared at them and yelled, "You guys are going to die! We were attacked only two months ago! And the battle of the covered bridge, if I hadn't been in the school hospital, I missed it..." He stared at them blankly for a long time, and said sullenly: "I can't help either, I don't know that spell."

Harry and the others reassured him, "You saved me, Hagrid, remember? Madam Pomfrey said that if it drags on for a while, the legs will be chopped off and regrown." Ron said sincerely .

"Hagrid, your Expansion Charm works well," said Hermione, looking out the window at the pumpkin.

Harry racked his brains, but unfortunately he couldn't find any good reason. "They're all right, Hagrid, you can't take yourself lightly."

"Thank you, thank you..." Hagrid took out a handkerchief emotionally, wiped the corners of his wet eyes, and suddenly reacted: "Stop! You haven't said why you are going to the Forbidden Forest?"

"We're going to see Firenze. I haven't seen him in months," Luna said. "Besides, big man, I like the layout of your place, which is very similar to mine."

Hagrid laughed. "Call me Hagrid, little girl. What's your name?"

"Luna, Luna Lovegood," she said, shaking her head.

Hagrid dug out a few filthy things from a dusty bag and distributed them one by one. "What is this?" Harry asked, which looked like the bones of some kind of creature.

Luna had already blown her cheeks, and a loud whistle sounded. After a while, she stopped, panting slightly.

Hagrid gruffly said, "Look, Luna has already demonstrated it. It's a bone whistle. I use it when I train animals in the Forbidden Forest. If I'm in danger, it might work. Of course... little one. Hey, I don't recommend you go to the Forbidden Forest..." He said very tangled.

In the end, Hagrid took them to see Firenze, and Luna put a mistletoe garland on the centaur's head and shared the food in the food box, because there were too many people, and no one got much. , Harry felt hungrier after eating.

He misses the auditorium in the castle very much, but the reunion with Firenze is also interesting, even better if he doesn't tell the obscure horoscope.

"Mars' recent halo is weird, and we think it's a sign of something," said Firenze, who strongly suggested Luna do a fire and smoke divination using sage and mallow. "You're the most spiritual I've ever seen. human beings."

Luna did, and Harry was surprised that she was carrying these things with her, more so than her cork necklace and airship Lee earrings, so they had to sit together and watch the choking smoke rise. Hagrid sat taller than they were standing, and the wind was blowing, and the smoke and incense came at him, and he kept sneezing.

Firenze was completely unaffected. "Fate brought us together to form a prophecy." He crouched on the ground and observed it carefully, trying to find certain shapes and symbols.

"Looks like the magic that Professor Hepp taught us." Ron murmured to Harry, who didn't see any similarities between the two, but felt a bit like Buckbeak's flapping wings.

"Like a fire cape," Ginny said, thinking it was a game.

Hermione chose to watch from the sidelines, sitting quietly on the side without speaking, she had always been uninterested in these strange things.

"Humans have never been very good at this kind of thing, even centaurs have acquired this ability over a long period of time," Firenze said flatly, "and it's easy to make mistakes. Luna, you see what?"

"I saw a party, everyone was very happy, everyone fired fireworks into the sky." Luna said happily. "Wish I would be there too."

Firenze said with some disappointment: "I thought it was a hint of war..." Others looked at him puzzled, and he explained: "Mars dominates war, and in the past ten years, there are signs that the wizarding world The people of the tribe are only going through a brief period of peace between the two wars. But there have been new changes recently, and the old people in the clan can't understand—" He shook his head and stopped talking about this heavy topic.

After Harry and the others returned to the castle, they had a hearty meal and left it all behind.

They returned to the Gryffindor common room, where Percy was standing in front of the bulletin board examining the job postings. "Isn't he going to the Ministry of Magic?" Harry asked.

Ron shrugged, "Penello hasn't landed yet. She has got a few letters of recommendation, but her favorite job is abroad, and Percy is trying to keep her."

After a few minutes, Percy left happily.

Before returning to the dormitory, Harry glanced at the advertisement above, combined with the approximate location of Percy before he left, he found an inconspicuous newspaper clipping in the corner. He didn't read the small print at the bottom, but remembered the company name--

future world.