A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Office of the Ancient Rune Professor.

Felix ended his day of teaching work. Today, he has three classes in total, but half of the time is spent on exams. It is called "mastering the students' learning". In his previous life, there was a professional term called "diagnosis". Sexual Evaluation".

A diagnostic assessment is defined as an assessment of a student's current level of development at the beginning of a semester or at the beginning of a unit.

Used here, it can be said to be very appropriate.

The other half of the class is spent reviewing what has been learned. This was very disappointing for the little wizards, who thought they had a chance to continue the magic puppet war.

Fortunately, the professor told them that they would see them in the next class, and that they did well, and there were additional rewards.

Felix was watching a movie in the office, and he was watching it seriously.

Bang bang bang!

A sharp knock on the door interrupted his entertainment, and he opened the door to see Hermione out of breath.

"Professor...sorry, I...huhu...I fell asleep and missed...time!"

Hermione's chest heaved violently, her face flushed red, and a thin layer of sweat wet her hair.

Seeing the anxious look on the little witch, Felix told her not to worry and led her into the office.

"Please sit down."

Hermione sat down obediently, and immediately realized that a movie was being projected on the wall in front of her.

She turned her head from side to side and quickly saw a projector.

Hermione is a little messy, am I still awake? Isn't Hogwarts not allowed to use Muggle products?

But she didn't dare to move, she could only look at the projected content. After watching it for a few minutes, she found that, hey, it's pretty good.

The film tells the story of a princess visiting Rome and accidentally encountering a reporter. It can be seen that the film has a certain age, but the story is well told and people can't help but immerse in it.

I happened to see a scene where the princess took a violin and smashed it on the head of a gangster.

Hermione couldn't help but laugh.

Then she heard the sound of footsteps, and immediately withdrew her smile and sat up straight.

Felix held a drink in his hand and handed it to her, "This is butter beer. I added a little euphoria and a sweet dream potion, they will be released little by little, so that you can get a good night's sleep when you go back."

"Thank you, Professor Hepp." Hermione took a sip. The taste was a little weird, but it wasn't too bad. She found her spirits lifted, the exhaustion of the past week swept away.

She remembered her intentions, quickly opened her schoolbag, took out seven pieces of parchment, and handed them to Felix, "Professor, this is my thesis."

Felix took the paper and read it. At the same time, he waved his wand without raising his head, and a few plates of snacks flew in front of Hermione, "You can eat something first, watch a movie, you probably don't have time for entertainment lately, right? ."

Hearing Felix's words, she was shocked to realize that she had missed dinner again, and every cell in her body was complaining to her at this moment.

She blushed slightly, ate her snacks in small bites, occasionally glanced at the professor who was concentrating on the thesis, and seeing that he had no intention of raising his head, she quietly increased the speed.

Before she knew it, she had run out of butterbeer and three plates of snacks, and the movie came to an end.

The feeling of fullness brought Hermione's mood up again.

She turned her head and glanced at the professor, and found that he had finished reading the paper and was reading with relish with a book in his hand.

"Professor, sorry..."

Felix raised his head with a smile in his eyes, "I thought you liked this movie very much."

Hermione: "..."

"Okay, let's talk about your paper." Afraid that the little girl was thin-skinned, Felix quickly changed the subject. He picked up Hermione's paper and praised: "Excellent paper."

"The logic is rigorous, the writing is smooth, and the material from 18 books is quoted, and every corroboration is just right..."

Hermione bowed her head, embarrassed by the praise.

"Congratulations, you are my assistant." Felix stood up and walked in front of her.

Hermione's eyes shone brightly, "Really? Ah! Professor, I, I'm so excited."

"You deserve it," Felix said softly. "You put in a lot of effort, so to speak, far beyond my expectations."

Hermione wanted to cry, it had been a rough week for her.

"As my assistant, you will have to spend extra time in the future..."

"Professor, I will try my best!"

"No no, you misunderstood what I meant," Felix smiled. "If you give, you will get something. For this—"

"Fifty points for Gryffindor, every term."

...

Hermione returned to the common room dazedly, Harry and Ron were playing wizard chess, the twins huddled in the corner, a piece of parchment in hand, mumbling something.

Seeing Hermione coming in, many little wizards raised their heads, and the gossip spread the fastest. They already knew that Hermione might become the assistant of the new professor.

And Felix, who just finished the open class, is now in the limelight.

Harry jumped up hastily and swiped the chess pieces aside at will, "Hermione, what's the result?"

"Hey! I'm going to be a general soon." Ron muttered dissatisfiedly, but his heart wasn't on the chessboard.

"I succeeded." Hermione announced the result directly.

"Yohoo! Cheers to Gryffindor's Miss Know-it-all! She's the youngest assistant at Hogwarts!" cheered the twins, who put their hands behind their backs and scurried through the lounge, imitating an airplane.

Several fireworks sounded "bang bang bang", and the lounge was plunged into a sea of ​​joy. A group of little wizards came over and sent blessings to Hermione, ignoring her whispered explanation of "it's not a teaching assistant but an assistant".

The twins disappeared quietly for a while, bringing back a large package of assorted food, which added to the festive atmosphere of the lounge.

Professor McGonagall was also called in halfway through. She kept her mouth shut and seemed to be thinking about how many points to deduct from Gryffindor.

"Professor McGonagall, we are celebrating Hermione becoming a teaching assistant," the twins explained quickly.

Professor McGonagall glanced at Hermione quickly and smiled when she saw her nodding. "That's okay...but...you have to keep your voice down." Professor McGonagall quickly compromised.

"This is your paper?" Professor McGonagall crossed the cheering crowd, looking at the parchment in Hermione's hand.

"Yes, Professor McGonagall."

Mag picked up the parchment, first counted the number of sheets in surprise, and then quickly looked at it.

It has both Hermione's original text and Felix's comments.

Professor McGonagall turned quickly at first, but soon slowed down. Although Hermione's paper is more akin to a review, it is very concise and clear, almost re-organizing the entire development of ancient rune.

Basically, anyone who reads Hermione's paper will have a relatively comprehensive understanding of the ancient rune.

"Very brilliant paper, I think it's eligible for publication in a journal."

"I'm still a long way off. Professor Heppe helped me correct a lot of things." Hermione whispered.

Professor McGonagall was also a little speechless. From her point of view, Hermione's thesis was already very good, but Felix was able to provide more corrections, which showed the outstanding graduate's skill in ancient rune.

However, Felix's comment is not a fault, but something like "It is recommended to read pages 172-174 of the "Ancient Rune History Examination" to deepen your understanding", which actually means that Hermione has not thought deeply enough.

"He's too strict." Even Professor McGonagall, who was known for being strict, couldn't help but side with Hermione.

"Professor Hepp thinks I am qualified, and his comments are what I will do in the next stage." Hermione explained.

Professor McGonagall nodded, looking at the paper, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

"Well, when you revise the paper according to Professor Haipu's comments, I will hand it to a friend of mine for you, maybe there is a chance to publish it."

The little wizards looked like they were worshipping the big boss.