A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

As time passed, the sky gradually darkened.

Thousands of candles are burning above the auditorium, the ceiling is a beautiful cosmic star, and the tables and chairs are well arranged.

The professors were all there, and even Dumbledore was there. Only Hagrid needed to pick up the first-year wizard and leave temporarily.

Not far away, Professor Lockhart was standing with Professor Flitwick and Headmaster Dumbledore, and his self-praising voice could be heard throughout the auditorium, "Yes...it's a very simple thing, my badge can be It's not fake hahaha..."

Felix and Snape stood in a corner, watching everything in the surrounding auditorium.

He was very puzzled at the moment. Just now, he didn't spend much energy to guide this Professor Lockhart to speak freely, and he was even willing to share his adventures, as long as you made a good pep talk on the side.

But...the harvest is very small.

Lockhart was wary of him? Not at all, is he an actor? Gather information through hyperbole and self-aggrandizement?

Felix was puzzled, and he was also puzzled by a certain professor.

Snape stood in the other corner with a mocking smile on his face, not knowing who he was laughing at.

How did Professor Snape become like this?

Obviously he didn't have such a gloomy and mocking face when he was in school?

Did something happen in the middle three years?

Felix felt that his usual bright brain was not enough, he became more cautious, and then he joined Professor Sprout to talk about magical plants with her.

"Felix, I have to say, you didn't put much thought into herbal medicine class when you were in school."

"Professor, I was distracted by other subjects and I was too busy."

"I don't think so. You tried every means to ask me about those dangerous plants and their weaknesses..." Sprout still remembered this vividly.

Uh, black history, he really wasn't interested in herbal medicine classes at the time.

Can it provide strength?

cannot? Can't say a thread.

Therefore, his herbal grades have always been poor, hovering between A (pass) and P (poor), but he is very good at how to deal with dangerous magical plants, and even goes to great lengths to find their weaknesses one by one, and Try to solve them in the least effort possible way.

He does the same for the Fantastic Creatures class.

It can only be said that in those years, he did get a little crazy.

There was a commotion in the distance.

"The students are here!"

Professor McGonagall stood up and hurried away. And the professors also took their seats under the guidance of President Dumbledore. Felix especially wanted to sit with Professor Snape, trying to observe the unknown changes that had happened to him in the past few years, but he quickly dodge.

Helpless, Felix could only aim at the second target, sitting next to Lockhart.

Professor Flitwick seemed to be entangled by Lockhart. Seeing Felix coming over just in time to liberate him, he gave Felix his seat without hesitation.

After sitting down, Felix opened up the topic with ease, "Professor Lockhart, your description of vampires in the book "Swimming with Vampires" is great, but I still have some small doubt……"

Now it was Lockhart's turn to fidget. He was a little concerned, but he couldn't answer the point. Felix could only stop the topic wisely.

disgusted...

The atmosphere was a little awkward, but soon, Professor McGonagall led the students into the auditorium, and the little wizards from the second to the seventh grade sat on both sides of the four long tables according to the college.

However, Professor McGonagall seemed to be in a bad mood. She quickly came to Dumbledore and whispered something, and the headmaster's face immediately turned serious. He said a few words to McGonagall, she nodded, then called Snape again, and the two left the auditorium together.

Did something happen? Felix has the intention to blend in, but this kind of situation is not suitable for using magic to snoop.

On the other side, the little wizards who had just started school were very excited. They chatted non-stop, and the whole auditorium was extraordinarily lively. The professors were quite enlightened and did not stand up to stop, and the expression on Headmaster Dumbledore's face became smiling again. He watched all this and stroked his silver-white beard.

Felix also looked at it with interest. There are many acquaintances of him. After all, he has just graduated for three years. In other words, students above the fourth grade have met him.

Slytherin College.

The tall and tall Marcus Flint was talking loudly about his summer vacation experience, and his voice could be clearly heard from three seats away. Quietly pulled his arm.

Marcus Flint is impatient, what is he doing? Don't bother me pretending, bah! Don't bother me sharing interesting experiences!

When his companion pulled him harder for the second time, he finally turned his head and saw that the boy looked terrified and winked frantically at Professor Xi.

Did something interesting happen?

A new professor? This is normal, isn't the professor of a certain subject not throwing it every year?

Marcus Flint looked at the professor's chair and glanced around, looking for an unfamiliar figure.

Well, a handsome looking wizard, this is their new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor?

nothing...

and many more!

Who did he see? !

Marcus Flint suddenly let out a short scream, like being bitten by a mouse, and his expression also became terrified, almost in sync with the companion next to him.

It's that person!

Why is he here?

For a time, the already incapable head became even more sluggish.

Following Marcus Flint's scream, other Slytherin students followed his line of sight to the professor's chair, and immediately took a breath.

Almost instantly, most of the Slytherin table fell into a dead silence.

The remaining half of the lower grade students also quickly noticed the unexplainable silence of the upper grade seniors, and also stopped talking and looked at them in a daze.

Malfoy looked at the weird scene in his own academy, and he was a little unclear. So he couldn't help pulling the senior next to him, "What's going on?"

"Shut up, be quiet!" The senior reprimanded in a low voice, lowering his head and not daring to look at the figure of the hot man, but pretended to observe a silver dinner plate with great interest.

Then he whispered: "Draco, be quiet, the gentleman is back."

"That gentleman? Sir?" Malfoy was a little puzzled, it sounded like a noble title.

The senior whispered a few words, "August 7 duel incident."

"Hi!" Malfoy also took a long breath, and couldn't help but quietly raised his head to look at the young professor on the professor's chair.

is that person?

And as the Slytherins suddenly quieted down, other academies also noticed their strangeness.

Hermione noticed Felix's figure earlier, and with her outstanding memory, she immediately recognized that it was the strange guest she met during the summer vacation.

So he's also a wizard? No wonder the request is so weird!

Not sure what course he's teaching?

This year's two unfamiliar faces, Lockhart has already known, is the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and he has read all his books.

What a great experience he had!

And the other professor looks very young, not too old... Huh? Why is everyone quiet?

Hermione looked around. The students of Slytherin Academy were as quiet as quails. The other three academies were silent for a while, and then discussed with more violent voices, and the auditorium completely exploded.

The seniors and sisters in the senior grades are all talking about popular science, with an expression of "I have a big secret".

Originally, she was worried about the safety of Harry and Ron, but she had already told Professor McGonagall. It shouldn't be a big problem, right?

Hermione calmly, stretched her neck and listened hard.