A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

The impact of the Christmas ball is bigger than expected, and even Felix has been affected.

As he was eating breakfast, he noticed a burning gaze and looked up at the warrior of Vagadu, the witch named Nona Raibert. She stared at herself with interest, but when Felix gently fed Sniff a piece of strawberry cake, the fiery gaze disappeared from him.

The corridors were full of chattering girls. They wandered the corridors in groups. Whenever a good boy passed by, they held their breath and looked at him expectantly.

Of course, they might have made a mistake, and there shouldn't be so many people together. Although the companion will increase his courage, it will also reduce the confidence of the opponent accordingly. Felix has seen more than once the wizard who is eager to try lose in front of a group of girls.

"It's interesting," he thought.

In the Rune Club, Felix sat languidly on the sofa as the club members sat around him in twos and threes.

"Today is the last event of the semester, and we will have to wait until after Christmas to bring you together next time. The specific time has not yet been set, so pay attention to your Ouroboros Rings... Back to the topic, I will give you The requirements are not high, and according to the progress of the last event, continue to deepen the control of magic power."

Felix waved his arm, and a metal cage covered with dark sheets flew out from the corner of the room, and there was an annoying buzzing sound.

All the students pursed their lips and looked at the cage with complicated eyes, they knew what was inside.

"Oh, yes, the old rule - if you get stung, the potion is on the table." Felix said, and seven or eight bottles of bright blue potions flew out of the ring and landed on the small round table in the room.

The members of the club skillfully pulled out their thick leather gloves, lined up one by one to the cage, put their hands in resignedly, and with a sour "chatter", Draco Malfoy grabbed from the cage. A blue bug half an inch long appeared.

"I hate Billywigs," he whispered. While he was still wearing the glove, he flicked it a few times with his other hand, and the Billywig worm's sapphire-like body continued to twist, and a slender pin at the bottom kept piercing the glove.

"Maybe I should get your needles removed so you don't sting me," Draco whispered menacingly. "Maybe it would be nice to throw it in someone's collar."

Harry looked back at him immediately warily, and Draco let out a silent sneer.

After a while, everyone got a Billywig bug, and Harry stared at the one in his hand, feeling more active than the others, until he saw Ron quietly cast a petrochemical".

Can you do this? Harry's eyes widened, and then he wanted to do what Ron had done. But the next second, the spell was lifted. "I'm watching, Weasley." The professor's voice came slowly into their ears.

Many students who had prepared in advance showed regretful expressions, and Fred and George put away a small tweezers.

Hermione snorted, expressing dissatisfaction with their opportunistic approach, and sat next to Ginny and Luna - Luna was in third grade this year, and she submitted the application in the first month of school and passed the assessment.

After her, the number of members of the club increased by five.

Hermione whispered to Ginny and Luna, her fingertips rippling with light blue magic, surrounding Billywig like a shiny blue cocoon, binding it to a small In the range.

"Look, wrap it in magic first, then take off the gloves, two hands are more convenient... Oh, Ginny, I need your help."

Ginny helped her take off the gloves, and then Hermione's hands kept stroking in the air.

The wings of the Billywig worm grow on both sides of the top of the head, and the flapping speed is very fast, but at the moment, it can only be trapped in the planned space in vain.

"It's like this, and then a little bit of increasing the control distance, you want to make sure you can do that."

Hermione told Ginny and Luna that the Greenglass sisters were sitting across from her, staring at her, and the sisters were in exactly the same position - the gloved hand was holding Billy Way Grid insect, eyes burning, mouth bulging.

On the other hand, Harry resignedly fiddled with his bugs. He was not as good at magic control as Hermione. According to the professor, she had reached the second stage and could control Billy Wiig at will within a foot range. insect. And he himself, and most of the people in the club, had to use magic power to lock it, because the slightest negligence, it would fly away quickly.

What followed was a nightmare... Harry didn't want to recall what happened at the last meeting, he did a good job, but when you're surrounded by danger, it's not up to you to get stung.

From what he observed, the club members from Gryffindor House seemed to have lost interest in "Zizzi Bee Candy" after that, because it reminded them of their painful experience of being stung.

Harry controlled the magic carefully and without distractions. He felt that he was in good shape today, so he tentatively loosened the control, allowing the magic net around the Billywig to expand, and the insects flapped their wings. He was startled and hurriedly contracted the magic. , the insect's legs immediately kicked straight.

still alive. This was the conclusion he had repeatedly confirmed. Harry glanced around guiltily and was satisfied to see that Malfoy's wing had become crumpled. With the reminder of Professor Hepp, Malfoy had to cast a healing spell on it. .

The rest of the time passed quickly, and even the screams of Malfoy and Ron didn't bother him.

Towards the end of the meeting, Harry managed to widen the range of the Billywig worm, and he nodded in satisfaction as he watched it flap its wings, but couldn't fly more than half a foot away.

Everyone else in the class made progress.

Harry discovers a secret. Professor Hepp always explains the benefits of doing something before asking them to do it. Taking the recent gatherings as an example, everyone was moved by his beautiful picture of "casting spells without a stick, controlling magic power at will, learning the spells, and becoming fine in a while".

Especially when they saw that Professor Hepp was sitting on the sofa, but could control any fast-flying Billywig in the house, and they had to believe it was true.

After the meeting, the little wizards filed out.

Hermione stayed to help with the remaining bottles and jars. "Oh, it looks a little pathetic..." she said to a wingless Billywig.

"These are the most suitable teaching props I can find, Miss Granger, and they are a potion material themselves... I heard you are still maintaining the House Elf Rights Promotion Association?"

Hermione nodded. She hesitated for a moment, then said bewilderedly: "I don't know if I should continue, the house-elves don't seem to need my help, and Harry and Ron are not interested in it either..."

Felix understood this.

"I know you're not used to the way wizards treat house-elves and think they're being abused, so I advised you to investigate first, and it seems to be working well - in the past you could only see generally how badly they were treated in general. Fair treatment, and mapping this feeling to every elf individual will naturally run into walls everywhere.

There is a saying that you can only understand if you experience it yourself, Miss Granger, you must first realize that you are dealing with a race, a group, and the demands of different individuals in the group are often very different.

You first need to identify who is holding you back. "

Hermione rolled her eyes.

"You mean... pure blood?"

Felix laughed softly. "I didn't say anything, Miss Granger. I read your report, very detailed, even mentioning the goblins of Ilvermorny... You know it yourself, Hogg Watts' house-elves live well, those tragic encounters often come from certain special groups, and with your current influence, IMHO, what you can do is really limited."

"But," Hermione thought slowly, her thoughts becoming clearer, "I know how to do it, I want to—"

"No, don't say it, it won't work if you say it. Keep it in your heart and remind yourself all the time, so that you have the motivation to move forward." Felix winked at her and said.

"Oh, professor..."

Hermione laughed. She seems to have solved a trouble that has been bothering her for a long time, and her whole body is relaxed. But also more fighting spirit.

"Has the secret of the second project been solved?"

"Not yet," Hermione shook her head. "Actually, I devised a way to analyze the golden egg, but I'm worried that I'll break it, so I'm going to wait for a while."

Felix nodded slightly.

"By the way, Professor, are you going to the dance?" Hermione asked.

"Maybe show up, get something to eat or something." Felix said uncertainly, while directing the cage to the corner: "I'm not very good at dancing."

"Supposedly there's a new song by the weird sisters at the dance! Wouldn't you like to try it?"

"I know, I listened to it in advance, do I need to send you an album?"

"Uh... no need," said Hermione disappointedly.

...

"W.W.N?" Harry asked confused.

"It's wizard radio, you should have heard of magic radio?" Seamus gave Harry an uncertain look, and seeing him nod, Seamus continued: "That's right, it's similar to Muggle radio, but if you listen to a In time, you will find that the songs in it are always nostalgic..."

"New songs are hard to find." He finally said with emotion. Everyone else glared at him, and he smiled and explained, "My mother said it."

"Yeah, after a few years, the Weird Sisters have finally released a new song... I bet Mommy's going to be so happy," Ron affirmed.

In the last week of the term, the school is bustling day by day.

The little wizards put almost all their enthusiasm on the upcoming Christmas ball. Because of the absent-mindedness of the students, Felix simply did not attend the class. The progress of the ancient rune class far exceeded other subjects, especially the fifth and seventh grades, which had already begun to review.

He moved his small projector to the ancient Rune classroom to play movies for the students.

"Professor Heap, I've heard something from other grades... We don't want to see dinosaurs, or little boys at home alone playing dumb thieves, any romantic movies?" Lavender Brown said boldly.

"Romantic?" Felix repeated. Seeing that all the girls had the courage to look at him, Seamus wanted to say that he wanted to see what the dragon imagined by Muggles looked like, but Patil was looking at him fiercely, and he had to shut up.

"Okay," Felix agreed, picking through the rings, "there's one that should meet your needs, probably..."

The thick curtains in the classroom were drawn, the light dimmed, and with the creaking of the machine, the movie began.

This is a cartoon. At the beginning, it was a beautiful natural landscape, with green grass and red flowers, waterfalls and streams, and a beautiful castle standing in the depths of the dense forest. The students who saw the film for the first time chatted and discussed—

"A dynamic comic strip? I like the new set from L.C.A. Have you seen it?"

"I think it's a Muggle movie, the professor said before."

"Huh? How did they make the screen move? Has anyone taken Professor Boubaji's class?"

"Oh, don't mention it, I don't want to talk about disgusting flies and peas... To be honest, I think her research has gone astray, and I will definitely not continue to vote next year."

As the film's narration begins, they quiet down and are drawn to the compelling story.

"A long time ago, in a distant and magnificent castle, lived a young prince—"

"Hey, prince!" cried a witch.

"Shut up, Lavender."

"—he has everything his heart desires, but this prince is spoiled, selfish and ruthless. On a cold winter night, an ugly old woman came to the castle and wanted to spend a bouquet of roses In exchange for a place to live... But the ruthless prince didn't want her to defile his gorgeous castle, and the old woman advised the prince not to be blinded by appearance, because beauty is hidden in the heart.

But the prince was unmoved...

...

So the witch turned the prince into a terrifying beast, the roses she had offered before were also enchanted, if he could learn to love someone and get her love before the last petal fell, the spell would be will be lifted. Otherwise, he will be doomed to be a beast forever...

The prince fell into deep despair, who would fall in love with a beast? "

The students were stunned for a moment. What kind of powerful wizard is this, he actually possesses such terrifying magic power.

However, they have realized that this is not what actually happened, it is just imaginary, and it was thought up by Muggles who can't magic, and some common sense mistakes are inevitable...

As the story progressed, they were completely attracted by the plot of the movie. Even the boys who had been indignantly shouting to see dinosaurs couldn't help but worry about the characters in the movie.

"That guy named 'Gaston' is so bad!"

"If only a dark wizard passed by at this time-"

"What's on your mind?"

"Bell is so kind..."

The film came to an end in a gorgeous dance, and the students were still not satisfied. Felix smiled and said to them, "Okay, this class has been delayed for a few minutes. You'd better hurry up and eat in the auditorium."

Students filed out, excitedly discussing the plot in the hallway.

The boys were more focused on discussing whether the magic in the story could be achieved. "I don't think that after turning people into teacups, they can still talk and move. It doesn't make sense!" Ron said.

"Hey man, maybe the professors can do it?" Seamus argued.

"It's just a movie," said Dean, who grew up in a Muggle family and was the one who best understood what the animated film was trying to convey.

"No, this violates the transfiguration rules," Ron blushed, he hesitated for a long time, and found that it was difficult for him to remember the corresponding knowledge points, so he looked to the side, "What do you say, Hermione?"

"I'm busy!" said Hermione, not walking with Harry and the others, but walking to the auditorium with the girls for a quick discussion.

"What's wrong with her?" Ron asked inexplicably.

Harry shrugged. "Maybe she really likes the movie."

"You don't think magic in movies is possible, do you?" Ron asked him.

Harry thought of the nose-biting teacups sold in Joko's shop, and the magic puppet he had seen in classroom 7 rehearsing the opera. He was a little unsure, but in order to take care of Ron's emotions, he decided against his will. nod.

In the evening, they returned from the library to the common room - much earlier than usual, but there was no way, to celebrate reading the first book on alchemy, Ron and Harry ordered a thrilling wizard Chess, Ron used two majestic pawns to drive Harry to a dead end, and Harry's white king had put the crown on his head in his hands and was ready to throw it out.

"Your chess skills are regressing," said Ron.

Harry didn't respond, staring intently at the chessboard, hoping for a miracle. It turns out that a miracle did happen, because Ron's pawns were too loud as they crushed Harry's bishop, and the three of them were kicked out by the librarian, Mrs. Pince.

...

They opened the door to the common room and found that even the Fat Lady had changed as Christmas approached, she had put on a new dress for herself, "Want to dance, warriors?" She was holding a box of wine Heart Chocolate, asked drunkenly.

"I could suggest a partner for you," Ron muttered, and when they entered, he whispered, "His name is Barnabas, and he's a ballet teacher."

The authors try to respect historical facts about the films that appear in this chapter, "Jurassic Park" (1993); "Home Alone" (1990); "Beauty and the Beast (animated)" (1991). Some of the other movies were good too, but maybe they weren't there at the time.