A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

On the first day of school after the holidays, the sixth graders were sitting in the Charms classroom. The voice of Professor Flitwick, who was of goblin blood, was drowned out by the wind and rain outside. The seal was affixed, and the classroom fell silent.

"Okay, students, pay attention, there are less than two months left before the final exam." Flitwick said in a high voice, holding his wand, "Open the textbook and read the penultimate chapter."

The students silently took out their textbooks and read the contents of the textbooks. The closed windows isolated the pea-sized raindrops and the black sky from the outside, but from time to time there were still rumbles of thunder burrowing into their ears.

Ron and Hermione exchanged looks of concern by flipping through the pages.

"Harry'll be fine," Ron whispered with a little unease, and Hermione nodded slowly. There was an empty spot next to them, reserved for Harry, but it had been nearly two hours since they parted.

In Hagrid's hut on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

The thick rain slammed on the roof, crackling loudly. In the house, Hai Ji stood anxiously beside the fire, not even finding the milk jug on the stove boiling. The hound fangs whimpered and whimpered.

"You coward, don't you even know Harry?" Hagrid growled at the terrified hound hiding behind him.

Before them, Felix, Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall were circling a tall stag, checking its condition.

"Are you all right, Harry?"

The stag called "yoyo" twice, and then seemed to find that the language was not clear, and quickly shook the head with the antlers. However, Felix and Dumbledore did not let their guard down. Felix's eyes turned gray and he walked slowly around the stag.

Dumbledore also looked at it fixedly, his sharp eyes seemed to penetrate the stag's brown-gray skin.

After more than ten minutes, the two stopped moving.

Felix and Dumbledore exchanged glances. "I don't see the problem," Felix said, and Dumbledore blinked. "Me too. But it's going to take another look."

"I'll stay, I don't have class in the morning." Felix said knowingly.

Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall left together. When they pushed open the door, a bolt of lightning cut through the open space in front of the house, illuminating Professor McGonagall's confused expression, "Dumbledore, I don't understand..."

The door closed behind them.

"It's raining hard enough," Hagrid muttered, and watched in amazement as the stag's huge antlers slowly shrank, stood upright, and turned into a wizard. He put his arm around Harry and shoved the hot glass into Harry's arms.

"Drink some milk, you may be exhausted..."

"Thank you, Hagrid. If you ask me, I know how the rain came about."

Harry grumbled, as Felix stuck his head out the window. They heard a high-pitched screeching sound from overhead.

The rain gradually decreased.

Harry took a sip of the hot milk, and his mood gradually calmed down after experiencing the first Animagus transformation in his life, and some new ideas appeared.

Two weeks after the last full moon, he felt the throbbing of Animagus again, and everything seemed to come naturally. He learned the lesson of the last time and found Professor McGonagall to report it as soon as possible, for fear that one would appear on the road. Stun spell, repeat the same mistakes.

It can be seen that Professor McGonagall seems to have the same idea, and she quickly notified Professor Hepp.

What happened next was beyond Harry's expectations - the presence of Professor Hepp and Headmaster Dumbledore, who had been missing throughout the Easter break, had a happy spark in his eyes, but when he saw Harry After that, the smile on his face subsided slightly.

"Just happened to meet," Dumbledore explained briefly. "I promised to help gather some clouds."

This reason sounds reasonable, since there are only two or three thin floating clouds hanging in the sky. If there were no accidents, it should have been a sunny day, but after twenty minutes, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and there was a huge shadow from Professor Hepp, Harry knew it was a thunderbird.

In just a short while, there were thunder and lightning outside, and it was pouring rain.

After getting the hidden potion, Dumbledore did not let Harry try to transform immediately, but took him to the vicinity of Hagrid's hut, where Harry took the red potion in the vegetable field. Hagrid's surprise visit to the group was a mess, the house was a mess, and he was amazed when he saw Harry transformed into a giant stag.

I don't know if it was the illusion caused by the transformation. Harry felt that several professors were a little nervous. This kind of thing is not difficult to understand for Professor McGonagall, because under her serious appearance hides a heart that cares about students, but Strange on Professor Hepp and Dumbledore.

Especially compared with Hermione's transformation experience, Professor Hep's expression at that time was like going out for a walk, and Harry was impressed by the practice of taking out various snacks from his pocket.

He was afraid that the professor would follow suit this time, so he took out another handful of weeds from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth.

After successfully transforming, Harry was led to the hut-he left the pumpkin patch reluctantly, the green pumpkin seedlings had a different attraction to him, and he realized that he hadn't eaten breakfast today- Several professors took turns examining his body, and it seemed that his Animagus form was not a stag, but a delicate and fragile piece of porcelain.

There must be something in between, Harry thought bitterly.

Unconsciously, a glass of milk bottomed out.

"Almost rested, Harry, let's try again," Felix said, and the rain had stopped completely, and a beam of sunlight was pouring down into the house. Harry listened, put down the glass, and stood up silently.

"Why don't you take a break and eat a sausage or something," said Hagrid aside.

"Hagrid, time is limited, let's finish the business first." Felix said, "When the training is over, I think Harry should prefer vegetable food."

When he was done, he signaled that Harry could start, Harry took a deep breath, pointed his wand at him, his heart beat vigorously, a tall animal image emerged from his mind, and Harry embraced the feeling with all his might.

His body began to deform, and his clothes and glasses melted into his body like liquid. He felt a lot of discomfort, but it was much better than the severe pain at the first time. He even managed to control the sudden broken window and escape. impulse.

In his stag state, some of his human features are preserved, with a dark patch of fur around his eyes that, on closer inspection, is reminiscent of Harry's usual glasses. His wand fell to the floor.

Felix scrutinized Harry carefully.

There is a shallow circle of light outside the stag's body, which is white and flawless, but there is a layer of black light hidden under the white light, which seems to be integrated with the fur on its body, making it difficult to detect.

It took a full ten minutes before Harry was allowed to change back. He was panting, and the ease of the second transformation made him feel the pressure of the professor's eyes.

"Professor, is something wrong?" Harry asked.

"I haven't found it yet," Felix said.

Long before Harry practiced Animagus, he and Dumbledore had considered the risks and concluded that it was not a big problem. Voldemort's Soul Fragment is actually attached to Harry's soul, not a part of his body, so in theory, Animagos Transfiguration won't affect Harry much.

But there are some things it's always good to be careful.

After all, there is magic in the soul fragments, and no one can guarantee that these magics will not participate in the transformation. But judging from the fact that Soul Fragment has been in a sleeping state, the probability of this possibility happening is very small.

The next step is to test whether repeated deformation will activate the sleeping soul fragments.

...

Felix didn't leave Hagrid's hut until after noon. Harry checked the time and decided to stay and have lunch with Hagrid. After a while, the iron pot was filled with the scent of mushrooms and wild vegetables.

"Knock knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door, Harry and Hagrid looked at each other, Harry walked over to open the door, Ron and Hermione stood outside, just as he was about to speak, Hermione couldn't wait to say: "I met Professor Hepp on the way. ."

"What a coincidence," Harry said with a smile.

So the four of them stared at the mushroom bisque, "Not enough," Hagrid grumbled, "I remember some cookies..." Hermione hurriedly took out a bunch of snacks from the beaded bag, and Harry and Ron also Persuade Hagrid to stop working.

"It's quite well prepared," Hagrid said in a stern voice, stirring the food in the pot with a spoon, "Then I'll grill some sausages, sizzling with oil, your favorite."

Harry suddenly felt nauseated. Professor Hepp's words have unfortunately come true.

He is going to check what the stag likes to eat after he goes back, but maybe he doesn't need it, he can just go with his feeling, and now he is obsessed with the pumpkin patch at the back of the house...

"So, your transformation went well? Dumbledore also appeared?" Ron asked purposefully, Hagrid's attention was distracted, and Harry mentioned that the reason Dumbledore appeared was to "transform" some clouds," Ron and Hermione dubiously.

"But since the professors say it's fine, that means you can practice Animagus in the future?" Ron whispered, "It's good, I don't know when I'll experience that feeling." He couldn't help himself AI self-pity.

"It's the second time I've tried it, and it's naturally faster," Harry said.

Hermione suggested that Ron practice the Patronus Charm more when he was free.

"There's never enough time," Ron said distressedly. "Professor Flitwick told us in the morning that we were only six weeks away from the exam, and then he assigned a two-foot assignment."

They quickly brushed past the subject, the pot on the stove boiled, and the four happily enjoyed a feast of mushroom vegetable bisque and grilled sausage, with Hagrid eating three-quarters of it by himself. food.

After eating and drinking, the topic of their chat became more and more divergent.

"Professor Bagshot is also very good at the Patronus Charm. He said that the higher-level Patronus can add additional magic." Harry said after swallowing a mouthful of chocolate cauldron cake, patting his swollen stomach, holding it up enough.

When it comes to magic, Hermione is instantly shrewd.

"It's possible," she analyzed slowly, "remember? Professor Heppe can incorporate ancient Rune into his Patronus, but he almost reconstructed this magic with memory nodes..."

"Speaking of Professor Bagshot," Hagrid seemed to think of something, "I forgot to give him an Easter egg, poor man... I remember he said he was from abroad, and maybe no one gave him a present. "

"Dumbledore sent it," said Harry immediately. "I saw the box and the card in his office. Well—me and Neville sent it too."

"Well, that's good." Hagrid seemed relieved. "Dumbledore was really considerate about this, and he gave Snape a present, the morning after Easter, I guess..."

"Wait!" Harry interrupted hastily. "You mean Easter morning?"

"Yeah." Hagrid looked at him suspiciously.

"But Dumbledore isn't—" Harry was a little dazed. What Dumbledore told him was that he would be staying with his brother for the entire vacation and had important business to deal with.

"Maybe he came back in the middle," Hermione guessed softly.

"Yeah, Hogsmeade is so close to the school, I'll be back after a morning walk," said Ron.

Harry was almost convinced, though he still had a little doubt in his mind, so he asked Hagrid:

"Did you see them? Where? What did they say?"

"I don't know, I just came back from the depths of the Forbidden Forest, and little Grapp can build his own house now, ahem—I walked away when I saw them talking." Hagrid gruffly said, "I see Does it look like an eavesdropper? And my size doesn't allow it..."

Ron burst out laughing, and he hurriedly covered his mouth, "I'm sorry, Hagrid - an unintentional mistake."

"And what about their actions? Didn't you say Snape received a present?" Harry continued.

"Quite curious," Hagrid glared at him, but still had an expression of recollection, "Well, I just glanced at it - Snape was not looking very well at the time... Dumbledore's tone was light, and he Keep trying to persuade him to take something. I don't think it could be anything but a gift, right?"

Harry looked down in thought.

"So, you didn't see Snape holding a round Easter egg, you just heard a word or two... Could it be that Dumbledore wanted Snape to accept something else? ?"

"What could it be?" Hagrid asked, pulling at his beard.

"I don't know, maybe a Santa hat?" Harry guessed wildly. He suddenly realized that his memory of Snape had faded a lot. He hadn't seen each other several times in more than half a year, and the most impressive memory was still Christmas.

They discussed it for a while, but without coming up with any useful ideas, they said goodbye to Hagrid and walked towards the castle.

"Maybe it's just an ordinary gift," Ron said to Harry, seeing that Harry was still absent-minded, "Think about it, Snape shouldn't find many people who gave him gifts, I think except Dumbledore, It's probably just Professor Hepp, and maybe Malfoy," he said carefully.

"Or - Voldemort's wand!" Harry said suddenly, as if a current of electricity ran through him.

He had just been thinking about what important things Dumbledore had to give away, and he thought of the Pensieve, the Horcrux carrier, the resurrection stone, the funny-sounding silverware on the table, maybe even a book, But either he was ruled out, or it didn't make sense.

But he suddenly remembered the wand that Dumbledore had placed on the table and looked at it during the first lesson.

Ron and Hermione looked at each other. Harry said excitedly:

"Headmaster Dumbledore had obtained that wand long ago, before Voldemort was resurrected! At that time, Mr. Crouch, who was under the Imperius Curse and Confusion Curse, was controlled by magic to serve the frail Voldemort, while his son Crouch Jr. Going undercover at the school in place of Mad-Eye. As a result, on Christmas Day, the headmaster and Professor Hepp raided Crouch's house together, and the wand was one of the spoils."

He continued excitedly:

"And the wand itself is of great significance. It was Voldemort's first wand. The phoenix feather in the core of the wand came from Fox. If it hadn't been lost accidentally, maybe he wouldn't want to replace it..."

"But why? Why did Dumbledore give Snape Voldemort's wand? Snape can't use it," Ron asked.

"Yeah, why?" Harry muttered.

"Harry, you can actually ask Headmaster Dumbledore yourself, you have a lot of opportunities," Hermione advised, referring to the time when the two were in class alone.

"I—" Harry hesitated, swaying, undecided.

"I'm not sure, if Headmaster Dumbledore was sneaking back in, he obviously didn't want a third person to know about his conversation with Snape, did he? I probably wouldn't ask anything—"

He suddenly stopped talking, widened his eyes, and a big silver guy with long horns flashed past them and rushed straight to the castle.