A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

On the other side, Felix was also sitting on the sofa in the office reading the newspapers of the past few days.

These articles gave him a sense of time and space. The first version is a picture of Amelia Burns accepting a question and answer from reporters and announcing the end of the ancient rune exchange event. Felix did not attend, so reporters often accompanied him with a photo of him, so Sometimes the 'Felix' in the photo is seen hanging out next door...

But turn another page and you'll see the remnants of the battle outside Hogsmeade: the ground ploughed and cut to pieces like irregular ridges, in addition to mounds of earth, charred stones, Big black holes and deep pits.

Felix wondered why they didn't take the time to fill it in.

At this time, Warren jumped to the small square table, and pointed at him with a little finger, looking arrogant.

"Ha!"

"Are you going to duel me?" Felix looked at Warren amused.

Warren nodded solemnly.

It took a wand from its small pocket, and Felix looked at it for a few seconds in astonishment, before realizing that it wasn't a real wand, but an alchemical item.

Warren waved it imposingly, the wooden stick in his hand made a whizzing sound, and then a whirlwind rolled up in the room, lifting Felix off the sofa.

Felix sat cross-legged on the whirlwind, "Huh? It's interesting, is it Fred and George's improved work from the 'fake wand'?"

Warren stubbornly clenched his neck, no, it was Warren who cast the spell himself!

Felix hung on the sofa, stretched out his hand and picked up the back of its neck, and shook it forcefully, it quickly covered its small pocket, and the fake wand in his hand fell into Felix's hands.

"Let's change it," Felix held it for a long time, and suddenly became interested. He has been busy recently changing the magic-like talent of magical animals to rune magic, and then communicated with representatives of various countries. Now is the time to change your mind.

"I suddenly found that some of Miss Granger's ideas are very suitable for use here. The frequency of magic... is another treasure."

Fantastic beasts also have magic in them, otherwise they wouldn't be able to use magic-like talents. But sniffers themselves are quite weak creatures. In addition to their keen sense of smell and good at digging for treasure, their most striking ability is to carry a pocket that can hide things.

But there is magic in them, and that's enough.

"I need to test your magic frequency and make a special wand for you... What magic do you want to add?" Felix turned to look at Warren.

Its eyes gradually light up.

"Aw!!!"

That night, it happily got its new baby. After trying it a few times, the effect was amazing. Valen couldn't put it down, and even held it in his arms when he went to sleep. It can't wait to go out and show it tomorrow, and from now on, it won't be the walking Warren merchant, but the Sniffing Magician.

No one can hug anyone who wants to.

Humph.

The next day, Halloween finally came.

Harry walked into the auditorium and unexpectedly saw a tall and burly figure at the door.

Hagrid is back.

Harry ran over excitedly, Hagrid had a lot of bruises on his face, but luckily there were no new wounds. This seems to indicate that Grapp's learning progress is not bad. I wonder how it compares with Wallen? Harry couldn't help thinking.

"Thank goodness, Hagrid, are you finally going to meet people?" Harry said enthusiastically.

"Shhh, be quiet." Hagrid guiltily bent down and tried to hide himself, but he couldn't hide it at all, he was so conspicuous that it made his movements look a little funny. "I just got back to school, remember? Something happened before..."

"Anyway, you finally remembered to teach us a lesson," Harry said.

"Yeah, I think the opportunity is ripe." Hagrid scratched his chin and laughed.

"What's that?" Harry noticed a large wooden box at Hagrid's feet.

Hagrid was about to open his mouth to explain, but Luna and Ginny walked in together. He quickly changed his mouth: "Oh, you said that... it's a toolbox."

"Hi Hagrid," Luna greeted warmly, "are you going back to class?"

Harry chuckled and Luna asked a question he had just asked.

Hagrid looked a little flustered, and repeated his previous reasons, "I just went back to school, and I had something to do before."

"Firenze said—"

"He was wrong," said Hagrid without hesitation.

"Oh," Luna didn't ask, as if she had accepted this reason, she took the initiative to change the subject: "You'd better go to the Forbidden Forest to see, Yestral has her own king."

"Really?" Hagrid stared at her, looking unconvinced.

Luna nodded solemnly.

"Then I'll ask Wuwu," Hagrid said dubiously. "If a strange Thestral comes to settle in the Forbidden Forest, I'll have to know if it's aggressive..."

"Is Wuwu the liveliest one? The one with the brightest eyes?" Luna said happily. "I call it woolu, and it sounds about the same."

"I'm going first, Hagrid." Harry said, he glanced at Ginny, Ginny smiled at him, he hurriedly slipped into the auditorium, took a dozen steps and couldn't help but glance back, Hagrid and Lu Na was chatting enthusiastically.

The Halloween dinner has begun.

Harry saw Hagrid sitting with Professor Hepp, the fork in his hand dangling back and forth on the tablecloth tied around his chest as he spoke, like he was twisting an embroidery needle to sew. Then Hagrid picked up a plate of fried fish, glanced around like a thief, and stuffed it under the table.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked vaguely, biting off half of the sausage in one bite.

"I guess I know what Hagrid's suitcase is for," said Harry, and it was for the giant Glop.

"Look, they're beautiful," said Hagrid gruffly, pointing at the decorative bats on the ceiling. "Reminds me of Thestrals, they have exactly the same wings, I mean, just by shape. Word……"

"It amazes me," Felix said.

He reached out and pointed at a huge roasted pumpkin on the table, which quickly shrank to the size of a small lantern.

"You can take it back," he said with a wink.

"Oh, uh, thanks," said Hagrid, leaning over to explain in a husky voice: "Little Grapp would like it."

"Who is little Grapp?" Professor Flitwick interjected. The fork in his hand seemed to be under a spell. Not only was the length much longer than normal, but the other end also turned into a hook shape, pulling the plate in the distance. come over.

Hagrid looked envious. He mumbled, "I met him in the Forbidden Forest. Need help?"

"What?" Flitwick asked.

Hagrid snatched the fork from his hand and hooked the food around him. Professor Flitwick shouted excitedly, "Enough, enough." Hagrid took a lot more before stopping, and he muttered: "It's okay, I can help you eat."

Felix looked at the professor chair. Snape was as taciturn as always, and did not participate in the chat with his colleagues. Felix could guess that his life would not be easy these days, and he wondered if Voldemort had summoned him in private. .

Professor McGonagall and Sirius were quietly discussing something.

"Oh, no, school probation is the lightest punishment." Professor McGonagall put down his fork and said with a serious expression.

Finally, Felix turned his gaze to the middle, the seat that belonged to Dumbledore.

But it's empty now.

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