A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

The next morning, Harry, Ron and Hermione came to the auditorium and saw that the three Cedric were also eating. They looked at each other and sat across from them tacitly.

"Uh... hi, hello," Harry said, and Cedric put down his fork and smiled at them.

Harry was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say, especially since the man in front of him had danced at least seven dances with Qiu at the Christmas ball, so he couldn't get any chance.

He mumbled something in his mouth, but Cedric didn't hear it, and looked at Harry suspiciously.

"I, ahem—I mean, Ron has something to say to Collins."

This time it was Ron's turn to stutter. "What—me? Oh, it's me..." He glared at Harry when Collins put down his knife and fork and looked at them, his eyes moving with a majestic look between Harry and Ron.

Ron looked at Collins, his face flushed, and Collins' thick eyebrows and short brown hair looked particularly sharp together. He remembered his poor performance in front of Fleur again, and Ron whispered, "Thank you..."

"Didn't you think of what to say?" Collins asked him.

"I mean—thank you for the reminder, you know, at the ball...you were wearing a blue dress, and you came over and told me the clue to the golden egg, and I didn't really catch it, but I thought it was necessary, cough. Well, it's necessary to say thank you..." Ron gasped, and Harry echoed, "Yeah, that's right."

When Collins and the others left, Ron's ears were still red.

"Aren't you only allergic to Fleur?" Harry asked, trying to suppress Hermione's laughter and bring the topic into serious discussion.

"I don't know...my mind goes blank when her dark eyes are on me," said Ron pessimistically. "First Fleur, then Collins, there's nothing wrong with me, right?"

"Yeah, still ill, but only with those pretty girls," Hermione pointed out sharply.

Harry felt that Ron was making a fool of himself and moved the plate in front of him - Ron was about to spill the beef and pumpkin pie filling on his plate - he whispered to them Tell me what happened in the Ancient Rune Professor's office last night.

After waking up, all his memories came back, and Harry emphasized the magical book that worked strangely.

"Sounds like that book should stay in the restricted area..." Ron commented, throwing the pie on the plate.

"No, the professor said he got his inspiration from Dementors, and honestly, I think the professor's field of study is weird." Harry said his thoughts.

"Any study to the advanced level will look strange to others." Hermione said of course.

Harry thought about it seriously, but he didn't know much about life outside the classroom of other professors. In his imagination, Professor Flitwick might be fond of opera and afternoon tea, and he would use a spell to make those little teacups and The teapot moves and maybe a wit or two (like the enchanted servants he sees in the movies); Professor McGonagall probably spends all of his free time on heavy school business, Sneeze Pope would disembowel the long-horned toad when he had nothing to do, and Trelawney first thing in the morning was holding a crystal ball to decide which clothes to wear today...

Professor Hepp may not only read books, study Rune, but also play cards with Warren? As for Professor Moody, Harry might have imagined him removing his wooden legs and anointing them with oil in the past, as Harry nursed the Firebolt himself, but now Harry has nothing but sympathy - perhaps a few days from the past. For months, every time Professor Moody came back to his office, he would hop on the bed like a puppet, and then Barty Crouch Jr. sneaked in and flipped through his memories.

Being able to deceive Dumbledore at least shows that Barty Crouch Jr. is very skilled at disguising, and is probably good at Occlumency.

At this moment, the three warriors of Vagado passed by them, chattering in their mouths, and Harry heard a familiar word, which he thought was an illusion, until he and Ron looked around and saw Lee Jordan towards the three The Valgardu warrior waved, and the Weasley twins furtively took out a stack of parchment and handed it to the warrior named "Brands Egg"--his hair was shaved on both sides, leaving a terrifying one in the middle. Spiked hairstyle.

Harry was impressed with him because he could turn into a hawk and had a great fight with the egg white in the first project.

"How did they get together?" said Ron incredulously.

"It looks like Li Jordan has acted as a middleman," Harry looked over there thoughtfully. Li Jordan was clapping his chest, his unique voice drifting from afar, "...don't worry, it's absolutely reliable..."

"Fred and George won't put their minds on Vaggardu's people. If there is an international dispute, they will be in big trouble..." Hermione said worriedly.

"Fred and George knew, at most, they were selling their new products or something... Shouldn't they?" Ron's tone became uncertain.

Soon, Fred and George were gone, while Lee Jordan was still joking with the three of Vagado, Harry, Ron and Hermione hurried to their feet and intercepted the twins in the hallway.

"Oh, hello, I didn't see you just now." Fred was taken aback.

"What were you doing just now?" Ron asked directly.

"It's nothing, get to know Li's new friend." George answered lightly, evading the situation, tilting his head toward the auditorium.

"I see," said Ron. "You handed them something, not a prank product, but a stack of parchment, possibly some important information..."

Fred and George looked at each other.

"If you reveal any secret and cause Hogwarts to lose the game..." Ron said it deliberately seriously, watching his two older brothers look serious with satisfaction.

"You're so lenient, it seems that being a warrior has given you a lot of confidence," Fred said.

"Are you preparing for next year, little Ronnie, do you want to be a prefect?" George teased.

Ron blushed and said angrily, "I don't want to be a prefect—"

"But our little brother has a point this time," Fred said, rubbing his chin.

"It may have been a blind bump."

Ron's face was about to turn red as hair, and Harry interrupted, "So, what did you think of?"

Fred and George looked at each other, "Listen, it's very simple, Lee Jordan made friends with Vagado's students, you know, his looks are very advantageous..." Harry couldn't help laughing After a while, Fred said: "Vagado School of Magic is different from us in many ways. They are good at deformation, alchemy, astronomy, and gesture casting..."

"There are also various alchemy gadgets popular there. The principle is not difficult, but the idea is very interesting, such as various types of amulets... As Dumbledore said, communicate." George shrugged and said.

"They approached us two days ago, just before Christmas, and said they wanted to know about the Black Lake... This is not much confidential information, I bet at least a hundred books in the library mentioned it, of course, It takes time to find," Fred said.

George blinked and said, "Unless they're too stupid to remember to ask Mrs. Pince, her presence is actually quite strong, stronger than the rope in front of the forbidden area that can pull people."