A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

"The prejudice of the heart is a mountain, Harry."

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As Harry walked out of the Ancient Rune office dizzy, the words that Professor Hepp had told him were still echoing in his mind.

Two hours ago, he tried to dispel the professor's "terrible" thoughts, but two hours later, he was already holding a scroll of magic, and began to think about how to translate the evil language of "Parseltongue".

He even thought he was benefiting the entire wizarding world.

"Harry, I think Professor Hepp's point of view is good. It doesn't matter a person's talent, what matters is what kind of person he chooses to be!" As someone who had watched the entire conversation, Ron quoted Professor Heap a sentence.

"What's more—Professor Hepp's gift is also very generous." Ron added, he looked at a magic puppet in Harry's hand with admiration, it was a magic puppet with ice blue hair.

That's the price Professor Heppe paid for the whole deal - one of the most advanced magical puppets in his private collection, which, according to Professor Heppe, could "easily defeat a seventh-grader".

Harry's memory went back to two hours ago...

"Harry, we always easily label others, label things we are not familiar with, but as long as you know a little bit, you will find that this approach is quite one-sided. For example, Principal Armando Dippet, he did There are a lot of real facts, but what people can remember is only some ridiculous rumors, which have been distorted by people with a heart..."

Professor Hepp put on the table Armando Dippet: Master or Idiot? "Summoned over, the book "Crash" turned to the middle page, allowing the three of them to see the content on it.

"Headmaster Dippet improved Hogwarts rules and abolished the vast majority of corporal punishment... At the same time, he also rejected the Dark Lord's job application, so that the students of Hogwarts were exempt from his influence - this is Ordinary people's opinion, but is this really the case? With the idea of ​​exploring the truth, the author sees a completely different logic. It is a covered up dusty history, full of political filth..."

Felix calmly said: "This book full of lies and twisted facts has been on the bestseller list for a long time."

Harry was full of hatred for this woman named "Rita Skeeter", and at the same time empathized with what happened to Headmaster Dippet - they were both misunderstood, but because of Parseltongue.

Out of some kind of hatred, he quickly agreed to Professor Hepp's proposal. So Professor Hepp threw him a dictionary and asked him to translate it.

Ron and Hermione watched curiously. After the initial shock, they developed a strong interest in the matter itself, in Ron's words, "This is the process of uncovering Parseltongue, and we are witnessing history. !"

But this process was not easy. Harry opened the first page of the dictionary and held it for a long time, but he couldn't say a word.

"Professor, I can't do it."

Felix thought for a while, "Your Parseltongue is not proficient, maybe it lacks direct stimulation." He waved his wand and applied a detect-feedback magic on the magic dictionary.

The effect is that when someone is reading the book, they feel like they are facing the face of a snake.

This time Harry quickly entered the state. After skipping the first and second useless words, he made a hoarse, sinister voice, startling Ron and Hermione next to him.

"That voice is so evil." Ron shuddered, his body icy cold.

"This is serious magical research, Ron." Hermione was also quite frightened.

"Which word?" Felix asked.

Harry pointed to the third word in the dictionary, "It's this, [away from]."

"How many sounds can you pronounce on this page?"

Harry tried again, moving his fingers on the dictionary so that the other three could judge his progress.

But then, Harry either held his face and was speechless, or normal English words popped out of his mouth. Ron reminded him more than once, "Harry, you are speaking human words", "Harry, we can understand".

Until the last word on the page, Harry finally said it in Parseltongue. "The word is [eat]," he said excitedly. "I'm familiar with this word, I heard it on Halloween."

Felix's fingers rested on his chin, "That is to say, one page, to be precise, there are 23 words on the left and right pages, only two of which can be translated into snake language."

"Professor, what does that mean?" Harry asked.

"Ah, the language of animals is always not as rich as that of humans, and it is still very vague. For example, the concept of 'eat', we have more than a dozen words with similar meanings, which are very rare in the languages ​​of other intelligent creatures."

Felix thought for a while, "Let's pause first, I need to revamp the dictionary."

The three followed Professor Haipu to the workbench, which was a very large "concave"-shaped table with a smooth wooden texture and waxed.

From Harry's point of view, Professor Hepp tapped on the dictionary with his wand, and the tip of the wand emitted various colors of light. The professor was silent at times, and at times chanted, and it took ten minutes before he stopped.

"Professor?" Harry was about to ask what he had done when his mouth opened wide.

Words in the dictionary suddenly came to life.

Literally, the surface of the pale yellow pages was rippling with ripples like water, and the title words of each entry began to twist, as if they had hands and feet. Then they struggled to break free from the dictionary and appeared in the three-dimensional world.

Next, the dictionary turned the pages with a clatter, and the "title words" were thrown out one by one, and they fell on the surface of the workbench. The black hollow lines swayed and jumped. In less than a minute, the number reached several thousand.

This scene was extremely shocking, and the two-dimensional plane suddenly came to the real world.

"Professor, am I dreaming?" Harry asked innocently.

"It's magic," Felix said quietly.

Hermione's eyes burst into a strong brilliance, this is magic... She always believed that magic was a specific thing, a spell, a potion, or a moving portrait, but Professor Hepp told her with practical actions that magic can be Do more than that.

Magic is the unknown, the possibilities.

Felix glanced at the army of "words" in front of him with satisfaction, they were temporarily activated, he swung his wand violently, the suitcase in the corner opened with a "bang", and sheets of parchment flew out from inside. .

Felix held his wand high and drew a circle, linking them end to end, the parchments glued together by magic.

Afterwards, Felix's wand tapped on the table, and the army of "words" on the work table merged into the parchment one after another, and words appeared on it, and they were arranged in an orderly manner.

When this is over, the long parchment, or parchment roll, rolls itself up and becomes a magic scroll.

"Clap!"

It falls on the workbench.

"Here you are, Harry, fortunately I know a lot of unpopular magic." Felix smiled.

"What's the use of this, Professor?"

"It can store your Snake pronunciation - of course, you need to click the corresponding content with a wand before using it. Moreover, I also removed some English vocabulary, you know, there are tens of thousands of words in the dictionary, but many things No use at all."

So for the rest of the time, Harry unfolded the scroll and translated word-by-word—a lot faster this time.

Throughout the office, a hoarse, eerie voice could be heard every few seconds.

And Ron and Hermione went from initial discomfort to habit to numbness in less than an hour.

At nine o'clock, Professor Hepp sent the three out, "Harry, you can usually find a place where no one is there to record, and come to me if you encounter any problems."

Then he said to Hermione, "Tomorrow's rune study is temporarily cancelled, I have something to deal with temporarily."

"I'm going to see someone," said the professor.