A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

In the last class of the afternoon, when Felix saw a group of dirty little wizards entering the classroom, he looked at them strangely, "What's the matter with you?"

Neville grimaced. "I blew up the cauldron."

Next to him stood a little wizard with brunette hair, and Seamus Finnigan explained solemnly, "Professor, it was just an accident. Professor Snape stood behind Neville, who shook his hand and held a large The caterpillar slices fell into the cauldron, and I happened to be stirring the potion... Anyway, there was an explosion."

Felix waved his wand wordlessly to clean up the suspicious black smoke on their faces and robes, and then looked at the others, and it was resolved easily.

"Thanks, thank you Professor," said Neville.

"No thanks," Felix said to him, "you stay after class, I have something to tell you." Neville shuddered obviously, and Felix added: "Don't worry, it's not a bad thing."

He watched as Neville stumbled to a place to sit down, and Hermione leaned in quietly, "Professor?" Harry and Ron next to her were also listening.

Felix said briefly: "About wands."

Hermione immediately understood that in the paper she wrote last semester, it was mentioned that among the wizards she knew, two people had their wands inherited from others, and it was very difficult to use them, one was Ron and the other was Neville.

It looked as if Professor Happ was going to suggest Neville get another wand.

She pulled Harry and Ron back to their seats and muttered softly.

After a minute or two, Felix started his class.

"Today we are officially learning ancient runes, and turn the book to the seventh page. It's all very simple sentences, but you will actually learn its full chapters in the fourth grade."

"If you did well in this class, you will definitely save a lot of trouble in the fourth grade." Felix mobilized the enthusiasm of the little wizards, "The first rune we encountered, its pronunciation is Ken, which means light, The shape looks a bit like a torch."

"Combining the known magic code, we found that ancient wizards extended it to multiple meanings -

The first meaning is the light itself, and this light can illuminate the road ahead, especially the light emanating from the darkness;

The second level of meaning, it can refer to the light of knowledge, the more ancient it is, the more obvious it is. It may be because in the age of ignorance, knowledge can break the fog...

The third layer of meaning represents the opposite of evil. During a certain period of time, some wizards liked to use this word to flaunt themselves;

The fourth level of meaning can also refer to hope, especially hope in adversity;

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The little wizard below was taking notes in a rustling manner, and soon, the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

Felix clapped his palms, "This class is relatively simple, you only need to memorize the meaning of twelve ancient runes, I will not leave the paper, but you must complete the content on the 'answer parchment' - all It's a multiple-choice question, so I ask you to have a correct rate of more than 70%, and I'll take a few minutes to test in the next class."

The little wizards filed out, Felix watched Neville step out of the classroom with one foot, and hurriedly stopped him.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot..." Neville's outstretched foot was pulled back.

The three of Harry diligently packed their things, Hermione pretended to accidentally loose a stack of parchment, Ron and Harry's movements were relatively stiff, they held a book and weighed it repeatedly, trying to tell the professor that they were I want to flatten the book.

Felix looked at Neville in front of him, his round face was a little disturbed, and he said gently: "Longbottom, I heard that your wand was inherited from someone else?"

"Yes, it's my father," Neville whispered.

Felix was afraid to touch his heartbreak, and he and Harry had met the boy over the summer, with an old woman by his side, not his parents.

"Can you cast a few spells?" Felix said.

"Now? In, here?" Neville stammered.

"That's right."

Neville clumsily drew his wand, blushing, and swiping randomly in the air.

Harry, who was still packing his things, couldn't stand it any longer. He walked over to Neville and encouraged him, "Neville, don't be nervous, we practiced the Disarming Charm together. Think about how it felt at the time!"

Felix glanced at him, you can stay and eavesdrop, and you are still involved in a fair and open way... For the sake of your words, I won't drive you away.

Neville did relax, and he shouted "Remove your weapons," and a flash of red light passed by.

Felix thought for a moment, "Harry, would you lend your wand to Neville for a moment to use the Disarming Charm?"

Harry froze for a moment. "Of course, no problem." He handed his wand to Neville.

Felix looked at Neville with a blank expression, and said to him, "Try Harry's wand, or use the Disarming Charm."

Neville tried a few times, but he didn't even let out a spark, and he was exhausted and out of breath.

It's as if Harry's wand wouldn't bother to deal with him at all...

"Try Mr. Weasley's again, I remember you have the same core - unicorn hair?"

"That's right, Professor," said Ron. Before he knew it, he and Hermione also came over.

Felix asked, "Weasley, would you lend your wand to Neville temporarily to use the Disarming Charm?"

Ron seemed to find the conversation cool, and said with a stern face, "As you wish, sir," and handed the wand to Neville with a slightly solemn hand.

This time, Neville successfully cast the Disarm Charm.

"Um..." Felix thought.

"Professor, what does this mean?" Hermione was so intrigued by this phenomenon that she wanted to add this paragraph to her notes.

Felix explained: "It means that Mr Longbottom's wand just doesn't repel him, but it doesn't fit him. It creates a lot of obstacles and it's better to get a different one."

Neville held onto his wand and didn't let go.

"Teach, professor, I don't want to change wands."

Felix said calmly, "There are other ways to commemorate..."

He glanced at Neville: "Wait a minute." Then he took out a piece of parchment and wrote a series of smooth letters on it. From the upside-down writing, Hermione recognized that the head was 'Mrs. Longbottom'.

Soon Felix finished writing a brief letter and handed it to Neville, "Send it to your grandmother, let her decide."

When Neville walked out of the classroom, his expression was troubled.

Hermione remembered his forgetful habit and suggested to him, "Let's go send a letter now, and come back for dinner?"

"I, I..." Neville bit his lip.

Harry understands his attitude very well, the wand is probably a relic left to him by his parents, and he is thinking of them in this way. But he also agreed with Professor Hepp's statement that there is more than one way to commemorate, and there is no need to force himself to use an inappropriate wand.

He pulled Neville aside and spoke to him in a low voice.

Hermione asked Ron with a puzzled expression, "What happened to them?"

Ron shrugged, saying he didn't know, and instead gloated about the twins' fun.

"Percy has been on the wrong medicine lately, staring at Fred and George all day..."