A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

"What's next for a melee?"

"Only three people came up. Nona grabbed the trophy, I, I stopped her, then Viktor came up, and finally Cedric, we used the sixth floor labyrinth as the battlefield for the final battle."

"I understand."

There was silence. "Professor—are you really going to be all right? I saw—"

"Ah, I've made you worry. I didn't tell anyone about the newly acquired ability recently."

"But—the side effects of the potion—?"

"It's not a big problem, at most there will be a period of weakness, but," Felix hesitated, "I may be invited to tea."

"Drink tea?"

"It just means cooperating with the investigation. After all, my suspicions are too great, whether it's the theft of the time-turner or what's going to happen tonight... Fudge finally seized the opportunity."

"That's not your responsibility at all!"

"Don't worry too much, Miss Granger, I made some preparations in advance. If the normal progress is made, Fudge will stay in that position for an unknown amount of time. Tonight is a test for me and him. He made the wrong choice. If you do, you will step down.”

"Oh—well, what can I do then?"

"Hurry up and improve your strength. Although Voldemort is doomed to fail, there must be a long war, you know, because of the Horcruxes... Strength is the most important thing in troubled times. Also, help me a little busy."

"What is it?" said the voice in the hat eagerly.

"I put some contraband in the ring. In order to avoid being searched by the Ministry of Magic, I need you to keep it for me."

"No problem, Professor, I'll hide it for sure."

"The things inside are not really important, they are just a little sensitive... I deliberately left some magic text information, you can take a look. Just in case..."

"In case of what?" The hat moved uneasily.

Felix was silent for a while, then said with a smile, "Of course, in case of danger during my absence."

Just then, Felix raised his head. "Someone's here." He stood up, pointed his wand toward him, and his body became blurred, transparent, and integrated with his surroundings. He paced quietly to the corner.

A vigorous figure rushed in at a very fast speed. The seventh floor of the labyrinth was well lit. Nona Raibert saw the glittering trophy at a glance. She turned into a cheetah, turned around deftly, and held the handle of the trophy in her mouth. Running outside like a gust of wind.

Instead of a dozen-foot-high hedges close to the ceiling, the sixth-story labyrinth was replaced by clusters of half-human-high shrubs trimmed into long strips.

Harry stared at a stone statue, and it had been a while since they reached the sixth floor of the labyrinth, and there was no danger other than a horde of hooded monsters disguised as stones and cape squirrels the size of rabbits.

It was the first time they had seen the big-headed monster in real life. At first they thought the "round stones" were part of a maze, but it wasn't until the trio's inevitable depression triggered Harry's Occlumency that he realized the problem.

Harry used the sharp blade magic, and the tip of the wand spurted a golden airflow, condensing into the shape of a long sword. He slapped the stones with the back of his sword, and they jumped up immediately, hopping and running away with their big bare grey heads, and Harry noticed that when they moved, their hairy bodies stood out.

Ron also got out of his depressed mood. He fiddled with the last big-headed monster with his feet in frustration. This one-foot-tall creature has poor balance. As long as you push it, it is huge. The head would lean forward, Ron tried a few times, and the brain hair monster simply curled up into a ball and rolled away like a stone.

"Strange creatures, it's hard to imagine the noise Mr Scamander makes with the kettle to scare them away," Ron said.

They then encountered the cape squirrel standing on top of the statue, a rabbit-sized, squirrel-like magical creature who, at first glance, was out of tune with Hagrid's taste: it had a rabbit-like shaggy head and long ears, fur It is red, and the soft "scarf" is dazzling gold, which is cute and kind.

Harry was almost deceived by its cute appearance when he saw it for the first time. The continuous game kept him in a tense state for a long time. He tried to approach, but these cute little things immediately turned their backs to him, Spread out its big curled tail—like a fluffy, plush cloak covered in countless spikes—and let out a menacing cry.

"Don't irritate it. It's a nightmare to be stuck with this thing. Compared with them, goblins and cat nerds can be said to be docile." Ron said disgustedly.

"You know it?" Harry asked.

"Fred and George caught one," Ron said with an unbearable look on his face, "they wanted to extract the thorns on it, the ones you saw... Although it's not poisonous, once it gets hit, it can make You can't wait to faint."

He shook his head and pulled Harry away firmly. Harry didn't ask any more, he guessed that there must be a tragic story behind it.

Then Hermione remembered its data.

"Cape squirrels, known for their cute appearance and dangerous tails, have two ways of attack. One is to whip their tails when a stranger approaches. Many people who see it for the first time will put their heads in curiously. As you can imagine...their spines have the effect of intensifying pain and can make people extremely painful. The second attack method is to wrap the body with the tail, turning into a thorn-covered ball, which is like a cannonball to the target- —The jumping ability of these guys is amazing."

Harry's body trembled, and he couldn't help but look back at the cape squirrel, which had tucked its tail, two small hands curled in front of him, and had long ears twitching, looking very cute.

"These little guys are still very vengeful and a bit neurotic. Once they are provoked, they will chase people and beat them until the thorns on their tails fall off before they choose to run away, but don't worry, these thorns will grow back after a while. …”

"Thank you, Hermione, for helping me remember this," said Ron gloomily.

"Oh, uh, we'd better avoid it," Hermione looked around in a panic. "Speaking of which, the sixth floor labyrinth is like a combination of a chessboard and a garden, with shrubs and statues everywhere. The light is also brighter... "

"It's a little strange, why did they replace the hedges with low shrubs?" Ron was also curious.

"This is a natural battlefield," Harry said suddenly.

Ron and Hermione turned their heads in horror. "A certain amount of light provides vision, stones act as barriers, bushes create detours...Yeah, that's what I think." Harry said, his eyes suddenly lit up and he started running in one direction.

"What's wrong?"

"I saw Nona Raibert!"

Ron and Hermione chased after him, and they also saw a shadow jumping quickly between the bushes, and the cape squirrels were enraged, and they all curled up and rolled themselves into a thorn ball, trying to attack Nona, but Nona left long before that.

A dazed cape squirrel charged at Harry, who shouted: "Pass out!" The spell hit the cape squirrel, which fell from mid-air and bounced twice on the ground.

They ran a dozen paces, and the light ahead suddenly became clear. It was a circular square, and a row of upward steps in the center of the square connected the upper space—that was the seventh floor, where the trophies were stored.

"She's out!" Ron yelled.

A cheetah jumped nimbly down the steps, and Harry, Ron and Hermione raised their wands at the same time.

Cheetah glanced at them, turned and ran away in the opposite direction. At this moment, she suddenly fell and rolled twice on the ground. Despite the critical situation, Harry felt that this action was a bit funny.

"She's out of strength?" Harry guessed, and he chased after him immediately.

In the next second, he knew the answer. A huge voice echoed throughout the maze castle, and all the warriors raised their heads in unison, listening to the deafening voice - "Fearless warriors~ Go forward! No amount of difficulty can knock you down... Win courage and honor, I I'll wait for you at the end, boil a pot full of love potions..."

"My God!" said Hermione, covering her head.

Harry put an ear-covering spell on himself, the huge roar was much weaker, and he endured the intense discomfort and walked forward, constantly approaching the trophy. But Noona was miserable. His teammates obviously didn't block her hearing. She looked dizzy and kept shaking her head.

Finally, the singing stopped.

The magical animals cape squirrel and fluffy grass appearing in this chapter are contributed by the reader group "Human Face Moth", and the setting of the big guy is very interesting.