A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

"Professor Hepp, I urge you to mind your own business," Moody said calmly. "He needs some lessons. Attacking people behind their backs is the most filthy, vile act..."

"It makes sense." Felix nodded slightly: "But Hogwarts has long stopped punishing students in this way. I suggest sending them to Professor Snape for confinement."

"Snape?" Moody looked contemptuous. "Yeah, Snape...I bet he doesn't want to see me...but I'm looking forward to having a good chat with him, what a great idea!"

He pointed his wand at the ferret, and Felix stepped forward. "Oh, I think I'd better leave it to me—"

boom!

A scorching spell hit the golden magical barrier, sparks of gold and red, and Moody's wand shone brightly, red light shining on the twitching half of his face.

"Professor Moody," Felix said softly, "you used the Stunning Charm."

"Try your skills, boy!" growled Moody, the spell condensed into a beam. "Dumbledore has a lot of praise for you, but people like us believe seeing is believing."

"This is a rare thing." Felix said with a frown, the power of the armor spell in front of him increased accordingly. He had a pretty good opinion of Moody, a decent guy was better at school than an inexplicable liar, or a dark wizard, and Moody was a supporter and friend of Dumbledore.

but--

Moody was crazy enough, and Severus tried to persuade him not to get in trouble, but it still came.

The students took a few steps back, but more people gathered around, watching the scene with shock. Last year Snape and Lupin beat up the office, but no one else knew, but now it's different, the two professors are fighting openly!

"Call someone over! Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Snape... whoever it is!" Hermione shouted in a panic.

Some students have long since called for people to see that the situation is not good, and a Slytherin prefect went straight down the hall to the basement. "I'm going to find Professor Snape!" he called hastily.

"You can't do this! Boy!" Moody seemed to have regained his composure, and he was still busy shouting to the people around him, he shouted: "Go back a little bit, the opportunity is rare, let you see how a real wizard fights-"

"Sorry, Professor Moody. I'm not as . . . not concerned with the impact as you are," Felix said.

He actually prefers to use the word "crazy", but at this time, it is not easy to stimulate Moody's. Who knows if Moody's will suddenly be real? Felix wouldn't admit defeat on purpose anyway.

The little wizards onlookers found that the color of Professor Haipu's spell was getting darker and terrifying. It didn't look like an iron armor spell, but rather a piece of rusted iron, or, in other words, it was tattered from somewhere. Shield, it may have been buried deep for years, but no one would doubt it was covered in blood.

Its color is a mixture of dark red and iron gray, its shape is also twisted, and the fracture is glowing with a brass luster.

"What kind of magic is this!" The little wizards gasped, dumbfounded. Professor Hepp's magic looks a bit evil...but it's really powerful.

They thought that only other professors could stop this sudden dispute, but the situation on the field changed immediately. Felix didn't intend to continue the stalemate. The collision of a spell can also be said to be a competition. If you jump up and down, you come and I curse each other, what is it?

He turned his wand, and the dark red and iron-gray iron armor quickly softened, and the surface was gurgling like blood. A small point protruded from the shield, like a branch of snakes winding towards Moody's powerful stun spell.

Moody's intact eye widened, and the other magic eye was rolling around, what is this? He felt something wrong and wanted to cut off the spell, but he couldn't cut the connection alone.

Felix had quietly invaded his magic, and the two wands were now forcibly joined.

The laser-like blazing beam was stained with iron gray and dark red, and it was speckled, like a child dipped in paint and scratching on the beautiful railing.

Right now, these handprints are getting closer and closer to Moody's.

It all happened for a short period of time, and the students could still hear the messy footsteps of the prefect running to the basement, but anyone could tell that he probably didn't need to call someone.

Even Sniff Warren, who was covering his eyes, blatantly looked at Moody on the opposite side, humming, and showing his teeth and claws.

"Professor Moody, I just want to end this pointless dispute."

"What are you kidding!" Moody gritted his teeth, "Let go!"

"Okay, no problem..." Felix echoed him gently, but he didn't let go, but instead accelerated the invasion.

Moody's face became more and more ugly, and half of his face twitched even more. The magic eye in the eye socket was like an owl locked in a cage, turning wildly, but immediately, he showed an imperceptible smile. someone is coming--

"Felix! Professor Moody! What are you doing..." McGonagall's surprised voice sounded. The book she was holding was scattered on the ground, and she hurried over and pulled out her wand, but she didn't know what to do. in a hurry.

"Let go, Professor Hepp, I admit your strength." Moody said calmly, without a trace of madness in his eyes.

Felix shrugged. With Professor McGonagall present, he shouldn't be able to fight now. He moved his wand, and the strong magic wave subsided. Moody withdrew his wand and took two steps back.

Everyone stared blankly at the long-lasting beam in the air. After losing the magic power of both sides, the beam rusted and turned into fly ash, peeling off a little, with a heart-pounding and thrilling beauty.

Mag stared at the traces of magic remaining in the air, and was speechless for a while. She looked at the two of them and said angrily, "Can anyone tell me what's going on? The two professors fought in broad daylight. Such an outrageous thing has never happened at Hogwarts!"

The two didn't speak first, and Moody hadn't thought of an excuse yet. Felix couldn't say that the new professor was worthy of being a Jagged Auror.

Mag's eyes became more and more dangerous, her lips pursed into a slit, and her chest bulged like an angry balloon.

Harry felt it was his duty to explain the situation, after all it was a quarrel between him, Ron and Malfoy, but suddenly he saw a small hand on Professor Hepp's shoulder and pointed to the ferret below. .

Mag also noticed Sniff's movements. She actually had some criticisms about Felix's keeping a sniff, but there were no rumors of losing things in the castle yet, so she planned to wait and talk.

Her eyes fell on the ferret, and she was a little unclear, so the little thing was pretty good-looking, covered in snow, but she seemed to be very timid, her two front claws firmly grasped Felix's trouser legs, in the fierce magic just now During the battle, he was stunned and did not escape.

If it is said that Sniff Warren is Felix's pet and has a close relationship, what about this ferret?

Harry reminded a little embarrassedly, "It's Malfoy."

"what?"

"That ferret, he's Draco Malfoy," Harry repeated.

"Oh my God!" McGonagall looked at the ferret in surprise, Felix waved his wand, and with a loud crack, Draco Malfoy recovered.

He said apologetically, "I forgot about you."