A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

In the carriage, several Aurors were chatting about recent events.

"You think You-Know-Who has no brains? Think about it again. How did he gather the first batch of Death Eaters? If you think he can only oppress by force, then you are very wrong." Moody's voice He said hoarsely, "To put too much emphasis on Anti-thief Falls will only lead us into the enemy's trap. We must remain vigilant."

Hearing this, Delix couldn't help but snorted.

"I also participated in the last war. I only saw him and his Death Eaters leaving one Dark Mark after another, and those Infernal corpses... The impression he left was only fear."

"Most impressive," growled Moody, taking a hard gulp from the curved bottle.

"I've been through it from start to finish, I was an experienced Auror before You-Know-Who publicly recruited Death Eaters... In the first two years of the war, Voldemort hid his cruel and vicious side very well. - He spends most of his time promoting his unpopular ideas, recruiting people, and maintaining a low level of confrontation with the Ministry of Magic, when he will not follow the orders of the Ministry of Magic and do his own... But The minister at that time was bewitched by his disguise and fantasized about resolving disputes peacefully. As a result, the wizards who openly opposed the mysterious man kept disappearing, and the dark creatures were secretly incorporated... Minchum finally recognized the status quo, but at that time he could no longer contain the mysterious man. has risen."

"So he was a decent leader in the early days of the war?" Felix interjected.

"See what you think, he set his sights on those ancient pure-blood families, and obtained funds and believers from them, yes, I'm going to use the word 'believers', and his actions really confused a group of people People, a bunch of idiots... those people who took out the bottom of the box to support him, like the Black family at the time," Moody's intact eye glanced at Felix, "If it wasn't for Mrs. Black's ill health, I would have All suspect that she will join the mysterious man's team and be completely tied to him."

"When did Voldemort change his character? Become brutal?" Felix asked softly.

"Probably in the middle and late stages," Moody smacked his lips. "It's hard to say exactly. It just feels like in those few years, he may think that he has a chance to win, and it won't be long before he will become the ruler of the United Kingdom, so he has regained his originality."

Felix had a different view.

Those years may have been the period when he frequently fought Dumbledore. According to Dumbledore's explanation, he had hit Voldemort more than once, but Voldemort always became alive again after a long time. Felix therefore It is speculated that Voldemort may have secretly used Horcruxes.

After all, judging from the information he has collected, Voldemort is extremely confident in his actions to conquer death. If he has not experienced the experience of returning from the dead, it is difficult for him to appear so confident.

At this time, the Hogwarts Express was already traveling in the open wilderness, and large patches of different shades of color slid past their eyes.

Felix estimated the time and took out a silver pocket watch from his pocket.

With a "click", the front cover popped open.

The eyes of several Aurors were placed on it at the same time, and after a few seconds of silence, a pink nose protruded out, followed by a black, furry head, and Warren came out of the pocket watch space, staring blankly. all around.

"Haw? (Is this a school?)"

"It's not here yet," Felix said, "but you seem to have slept for almost a day. Come on, I'll show you around. Hermione and Harry are in the carriage."

Warren got up, first sat on him and stretched, then jumped up, jumped to the door of the carriage, turned around and waved to him eagerly. Felix asked the others in the seat, "I might buy some food, do I need to bring you a portion?"

The others shook their heads.

"We'll go by ourselves if we need to." Kingsley said calmly and competently, and Di Ge also nodded.

Felix said nothing, opened the car door and walked out.

"Help me find Harry," he said to Warren.

Valente sniffed in the east, sniffed in the west, and finally stopped in front of a carriage. Felix saw Harry, Neville, Ginny, and Luna sitting together through the window, and he smiled, "They're all acquaintances, so it's more convenient."

Felix pulled out the carriage, and Neville was introducing his birthday present to his partner.

"Mibu Mibao was given to me by my grandmother. She waited for me to go back and gave it to me," he said, pointing to a pot of what looked like a stunted cactus. But it was not covered with thorns, but with boils.

"It - um - what can it be used for?" Harry asked, staring at the thing, struggling to convince himself he liked it.

"It's useful!" said Neville proudly. "It has an amazing self-defense mechanism, and I was about to put him in my daydream spell, and I just found a little trick..."

"Daydream Charm?" Harry asked, sincerely wishing Neville would pay attention to it, but Neville couldn't wait to show them the strangeness of his new pet, and he took it out of his pocket. A quill, leaning towards the plant.

All eyes were drawn to his movements, and Harry felt ominous and leaned back; Luna was the opposite, those bulging eyes poking out from behind the Quibbler magazine.

"Can you wait until I leave to demonstrate?"

Felix's voice said, the others raised their heads one after another, Neville's hand was hanging in the air, and Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

"Professor Hepp, why are you here, uh, you just said... leave?" Harry couldn't help asking.

Felix flashed in sensitively, and pulled the curtain of the carriage. He put his index finger on his lips and whispered, "Shh. Can I trust you?"

In this serious atmosphere, Harry, Ginny, and Neville all nodded dumbly, Luna was half a beat, and only then did she greet him through the magazine, "Hi, Felix."

"Hello, Luna, has the riddle in the magazine been solved?" Felix asked.

"not yet--"

After saying hello, Felix got down to business.

"You may or may not know that this train has been put on various protective spells, such as Anti-Apparition—" He looked out the window, and he could see faint steam, and in the distance was a mountain and forest.

Felix pulled out his new wand, "For some reason, I have to leave for a while, and you pretend not to see, how?" The small vent snapped open.

"Professor, what can I do?" Harry asked hastily, his hair ruffled by the sudden wind.

"Sure, close the window when I'm out," Felix said, putting away his wand.

"But how do you get out, the ventilation window is too small--" Harry almost bit his tongue, Professor Hepp's body was rapidly shrinking, like slow motion, Harry could see every detail, but in an instant, Professor Hepp It disappeared, replaced by a swift with narrow and long wings, hanging in the air, rushing out of the carriage in the blink of an eye.

The four people in the seats were stunned, and Luna blinked and looked out the window. Swift stayed in their sight for only a few seconds, then disappeared.

"Are we dreaming?" Luna said in a light voice.

"Luna, I guess that's Animagus, the Professor's Animagus," Ginny said.

Harry felt someone tugging at his clothes, and he looked down to see a Niffler pointing at the small open window.

"Warren? Oh, yes." Harry stood up and closed the vent. By this time, Warren had sat between Harry and Ginny, and reached into the silver pocket watch with a small hand, and took out a bag of cream biscuits from it.

"Huh?" It looked at Harry.

"Uh, I didn't catch that?"

Warren was angrily, and his little hand gestured hard.

"I guess she wants you to help tear the bag open," Luna said. "Smart little guy, she can write."

One more chapter, a little later.