A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

"Fantastic game!" said the short Professor Flitwick excitedly. "Malfoy borrowed the surrounding environment flexibly and constantly looked for opportunities to counterattack; Potter's on-the-spot reaction was excellent and his response was very clever..."

Draco, who had just been awakened by Madam Pomfrey, showed a smile on his originally gloomy face.

"...Both of them are very good. This is what I want to see. Maybe in a few years or a decade, a new duel champion will emerge from you." Flitwick choked and said, Felix patted Patting his shoulder, he sat down.

There was applause all around, and Harry and the students clapped enthusiastically, "That's a good thing to say, I look forward to that day."

Several professors also stood up and commented, and Snape complimented Malfoy for his agility, good use of terrain and position to create favorable conditions, and he didn't say a word to Harry.

"I don't expect you to understand what I'm saying below - this knowledge will only be really needed after you graduate..."

Lupin praised the two players from a neutral point of view, while Felix reminded the little wizard that when there is only one pair of wizards on the field, they can ignore the restrictions of the field and expand the battlefield to seven terrains.

Harry was stunned for a moment. This was something he didn't expect. Thinking about his duel with Malfoy, he could actually ignore the big tree and go around the rocky beach. Of course, Malfoy could also run to the hillside and look down. Against him, the scene will be more complicated then.

Felix's advice was applied to the fifth-year title race, with Cedric Diggory and Slytherin prefect Mile Bradley putting up a fine chase.

In the early stage, the two occupied the corners of the rocky beach and the hillside terrain respectively to shoot the magic spell. Later, Cedric used Transfiguration to turn a stone into his own shape. The sudden burst, if it wasn't for the exclamations of the audience reminding Bradley, the fight might have ended prematurely.

Percy had to shout for silence from the students outside the field while the game was going on.

"What a pity," said Neville, staring.

"Yeah, yeah." Harry next to him replied, staring intently at the situation on the field, thinking about how to break the game, and after thinking for a long time, he found that he had subconsciously assumed the position of the Slytherin prefect , has been thinking about how to counter Cedric.

He looked around guiltily, but no one noticed him. Qiu Zhang looked at the arena with a worried expression, his eyes glued to the handsome figure, and Harry suddenly felt that the game had become boring.

After some testing, counterattack, changing venues, and continuing to test and counterattack, Cedric relied on his superior reaction and magic spell skills to defeat his opponent in a dignified manner. The game lasted for ten minutes. When it was over, the little wizard They burst into applause.

Harry couldn't help but think sourly: I can do it too, maybe even better.

In the stands, Felix said in a relaxed tone: "The winner of the first grade is Slytherin, the second and third grades are Gryffindor, the fourth grade is Ravenclaw, and the fifth grade is Hufflepuff. Judging by their level, they're pretty average."

"Bradley played too conservatively, he wanted to win too much, and he didn't dare to take a little risk." Flitwick commented objectively on the just-concluded game.

"Actually, Davis's real level is not bad, but unfortunately, the mistakes he made were too low-level."

Flitwick was talking about fifth-year Roger Davies, captain of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team, tall, burly and handsome, but he cared too much about his image and was talking to George. ·Weasley even took time to smooth his hair during the battle, and was taken away by a stun spell.

The victorious George then accidentally met Fred. The twins refused to give in to each other in the maze area. As a result, a big dung bomb exploded suddenly. The game had to be interrupted for five minutes. A clean-up spell.

When he came out of it, he was particularly frustrated, and the job of maintaining order was handed over to Penello.

Because the twins refused to admit that it was the dung bomb they threw, they were both kicked out of the arena.

Felix stared at the pair of Marauders. Will they have a Marauder's map in their hands? Professor McGonagall complained that they spent a lot of time playing pranks, but did not mention the problem of night tours.

Whether they haven't swam at night, or haven't been discovered... This is a question worth thinking about.

Felix said gently: "Professor Lupin, my knight seems to have run to your side, can you pass it to me?"

Lupin was stunned for a moment, he looked down at the slap-sized knight - it ran over at some point, just to his left, a pair of scarlet eyes looked a little scary.

"Of course." Lupin grabbed the knight, and the knight struck the back of his hand three times with his long sword, his outstretched hand stopped in the air, his eyes widened.

"Professor Lupin?"

"...Oh, for you."

Then Lupin became silent, and his eyes turned from time to time to the knight's magic puppet: it never came, and when it tried to stab Snape's finger with the knight's sword, it was slapped at the young sea Professor Pu's side.

"Take care of your stuff, Felix."

Lupin carefully observed Felix's expression, and the young professor smiled and said to Snape, "Severus, do you feel that your mood has suddenly changed?"

Snape looked at Felix suspiciously, but he couldn't see anything, the mind of the student was always elusive. He said sarcastically: "You still think about how to deal with that woman in Umbridge."

"Why is it her, isn't Tonks the contact Dumbledore promised?"

Snape curled his lips, stared at the arena, and whispered, "Everyone saw you chasing Black, and Potter himself admitted that he saw you Apparate with Black in his hand - that woman. I'm going crazy. Did you catch him or not!"

Felix blinked, what else?

"Black Apparated for the second time..." Felix said halfway through, and Snape didn't know what to think, and said with a sneer, "It's his way of doing things."

Flitwick chimed in: "So the news from the Ministry of Magic is true, he got his wand in Knockturn Alley?"

"It should be, and not one wand, but two."

Flitwick understood, he said sharply, "The Ministry of Magic won't bother you, Felix, look at themselves, they haven't even touched Blake's hair for half a year."

When the game was in the seventh grade, Professor McGonagall appeared in a hurry, and she looked a little out of breath.

"Oh, Felix, I'm looking for you. The Inquisitor from the Ministry of Magic is here, and she insists on seeing you. I can't stop her, she's got a warrant from the Minister of Magic—"

Felix stood up and chuckled: "Then go see her, I just wanted to ask, where did Black get the compound decoction and the second wand."

He grabbed the knight on the table and prepared to leave with Professor McGonagall.

"Wait, Professor Hepp—" Lupin stopped him, and when Felix turned his head, he said softly, "I happen to know a little bit about alchemy, and I can look at the magic puppet in your hand again. ?"

Felix stared at him and raised the knight in his hand, "Do you have any suggestions?"

Lupin said cautiously: "I need time to verify."

Felix looked at the knight in his hand, and he was gesturing Felix to agree, "Okay, Professor Lupin, if you have a good idea, you are welcome to come to me, I think—I have time this afternoon. "

He threw the knight, which Lupin caught in a panic.

The game continued, but Lupin's mind was no longer here. He didn't dare to look at the knight in his hand. This guy was about to smash his hand. He found any reason to leave early.

Snape stared at Lupin's receding back, thinking intriguingly.