A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

"Whoosh~"

The Snitch spread out its long and narrow wings on Harry's hand, and disappeared in a flash under their gaze.

The three looked around in a hurry. "There!" Harry said, pointing above Ron's head, and a Disarming Charm flew out and emptied. Hermione and Ron scrambled to recite the spell, and two red lights disappeared into the sky.

"You're still a long way off." Sirius said triumphantly with his arms crossed.

Harry looked at his godfather dissatisfiedly, "Then try it."

Sirius waved his wand silently, and the leaves on the seven or eight pumpkin vines flew out like sharp swords, and the Golden Snitch fluttered slightly. Sirius pouted in shame.

"I don't believe-"

He also joined the team of three. They occupy the four corners, half-turned their heads, and fired spells into the sky. The Golden Snitch was fixed in a small area and kept dodging, like a nimble ghost. Occasionally, if they were hit by luck, a slap-sized slap would suddenly appear on its surface. The transparent shield reflects colorful colors in the white sky, blocking the spell.

The four of them played with great interest for a long time, until they saw three tall figures coming out of the forbidden forest in the distance. They were warriors of Vagadu.

They pointed at the three of Harry, using a very awkward pronunciation, but the voice was not small, and they heard some "cheating... fake warriors..." one after another, which made their mood worse. stand up.

"Leave them alone, they'll learn what it means to shut up when you beat them on the first project," said Sirius angrily.

Harry felt that Sirius was convincing himself that he really wanted to rush up and teach them a lesson.

Time passed by, and in the last class on Friday of the new week, all the warriors received the pre-match wand test. Mr. Ollivander came over in person and gave an evaluation of the state of each warrior's wand.

Bagman and several principals were present at the scene. Harry looked at the warriors of other schools. Krum seemed to be even more silent, with a gloomy face, as if he had forgotten how to speak. Byers, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, also appeared. He was much darker than before. Every time he passed the Quidditch pitch, he could hear the sound of group training, but there were always two goblins standing at the door, so he didn't get close. Look over there.

Fleur of Beauxbatons stood proudly in the corner, with the other two warriors at the center, scattered to the left and right.

Vagado's three warriors haven't changed much, other than looking stronger, and more than one wonders how they train. Ollivander didn't look happy when the guy who looked like a wall pulled out what looked more like a stick than a wand.

"African wands...it's too extreme, more alternative than German and American...I can't give a proper assessment, and at some point, it may be a surprise win..."

Harry guessed that he was smashing the dragon's toes while it wasn't paying attention, and he was surprised by the idea, and turned his head in a dramatic way, the leopard-like Waggardu witch Nona Raibert said: "That's because we Better at gesturing!"

During the inspection of the wand, a small accident also occurred. Harry had turned down an interview with the woman named Rita Skeeter, who, as early as sophomore year, had no fondness for the gossip reporter who denigrated Headmaster Dumbledore.

When she grabbed Harry's shoulder with her claw-like hands covered in red nail polish and wanted to take him to the broom for an exclusive interview, he broke free without thinking, and she immediately looked at Harry dangerously, But out of the corner of her eye, when Professor Haipu appeared, her face was filled with a fake smile.

In the end, three names appeared in the newspaper, along with a relatively normal 'concern' -- a question about their age. Warriors from other schools have not been so lucky, such as Victor Graves, one of the warriors of Ilvermorny, who was trumpeted by a 'normal' fourth-year girl at Hogwarts, and There's also some gossip: Beauxbaton's champions are good at bewitching magic, Durmstrang's champions will put on a 'wonderful' black magic feast, and here's the one who just made a splash at the Quidditch World Cup Talented player Krum... And the introduction to Vagado attracted a lot of attention. The dynamic photo of the student surnamed 'Avery Fendi' transformed into an African elephant in the newspaper appeared in the "Prophet" for several days. On the page of the Daily, it aroused the amazement and discussion of countless people.

One of the effects of this newspaper was that the news of Ron becoming a warrior was finally hidden. In fact, Mrs. Weasley was the only one in the Weasley family who didn't know the news. The others—Ginny, Fred and George were all at school; Mr. Weasley and Percy were well-informed at the Ministry of Magic; Charlie Working on the Dragon Farm is closely related to the first project; and Bill, who works at Gringotts, has frequent contact with his family.

They formed an alliance by coincidence, just to hide Mrs Weasley.

But all efforts were in vain with Rita Skeeter's report, and it was only the next day that her roaring letter came, not for Ron, but for the Weasley twins--

"I don't know how long it would have been if I hadn't read it in the papers—poor little Ronnie! He's only in fourth grade—" Ron lowered his head, staring at the bowl of oatmeal in front of him, as if to Drown yourself in it because all the people who were dining turned their heads towards him and giggled. Mrs Weasley's deafening voice was still echoing in the auditorium. "Don't be too busy with all those pranks—and take care of your brother—"

Fred and George had already slipped away with two slices of bread, and Ron had run out of the auditorium, leaving only the stunned student and the chattering roaring letter.

...

Everyone understands time differently, and while ordinary students are making plans for their first trip to Hogsmeade of the new school year, warriors are improving themselves in every corner.

Ron hadn't handed in his Potions class homework for two weeks in a row, and Snape threw an unabashed T in front of him, and he just yawned in response, which made the class about brewing antidote more difficult. Snape stared at Ron the entire time.

"We'll make it this year anyway," Ron said to Harry and Hermione after class.

"But next year is the year of O.W.Ls!" Hermione retorted vehemently, telling them secretly that she regretted turning in the time-turner.

"Who cares, Hermione, you don't think I'm going to take his advanced class, do you?" Ron looked at her strangely, "Fred and George chose to drop some classes last year, including compulsory ones. astronomy class and history of magic, they discuss product concepts in class..."

"That's different! Do you have a plan for your future? Potions are necessary in many fields!" They left the classroom noisily and went straight to the library, and there were still a lot of unfamiliar spells.

Felix's requirements are also getting stricter. In recent days, he has each team of warriors deal with two dragons at the same time. The memory of several professors formed a jury to evaluate them.

"The Flying Spell Summoning Firebolt is a good idea, but you have to consider the other two teammates, Harry!"

"Collins, you're dealing with a dangerous beast, and you have to learn to cover up your scent. Also... the stop spell is good."

"Ron, the Burrowing Charm isn't that useful, you can't jump in yourself."

Finally, November 24th arrived.