A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

More than 20 students came to the courtyard in a long line. The temperature outside was freezing and biting, but there was no wind. The students exhaled white air and looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

"Full moon," Ron muttered.

Needless to say, Harry knew that he was thinking of Lupin, and he couldn't help thinking about it. At this time, Lupin should have taken the wolf poison potion and hid himself in a secret place.

Harry knew he didn't want anyone to see him transformed.

"...starting from the full moon and ending with the next full moon, if you fail in the middle, you have to start over. I don't want you to make fun of your health." Professor McGonagall said loudly, pausing for a moment majestic, "Everyone come up to collect the Mann. Drax blade."

The students stepped forward one by one, then stepped aside and whispered excitedly. There was nothing in front of Harry, he stepped forward, and Professor McGonagall nodded at him, handing him a green leaf, which Harry took, watching it gleam faintly in the moonlight.

Just as Harry was about to leave, he suddenly felt someone poke him. He raised his head. Professor Hep held Warren in both hands, and Warren held a stack of parchment in his arms. "Notes, and recipes." Felix remind him to say.

Harry took the parchment from Warren, stepped aside, and read the writing on it by the light of his wand.

He already knew most of the content, but a few were individually marked in red ink, and he read the third: for the next month, their dining place will be changed to classroom 11 on the first floor of the castle, and there will be special house-elves prepare food for them.

Harry's heart sank.

Ernie McMillan once made a nasty joke that when his uncle tried to learn Animagus Transfiguration, he stuck a funnel down his throat at every meal to avoid swallowing a mandrake leaf. Take liquid food. Ernie described it so vividly that a group of people couldn't bear to surround him, and he admitted that the story was made up. His uncle really wanted to learn Animagus, but he gave up after only insisting on it for a week.

"Check it out after you get it. When the moon is full, the edges of the mandrake blades will emit a white light, similar to the liquid grass... Well, if there is no problem, put it in the mouth." Professor McGonagall gave the order.

Harry double-checked and put the mandrake blade into his mouth after confirming that it was correct. He felt a bitter taste in his mouth just after the Christmas dinner. He saw Draco on the opposite side, frowning and looking away. .

Sirius had told him about the Malfoys the night before. In short, it was mixed, because the mid-term reversal prevented him from being liquidated like his "despicable friends", and he also attracted a group of remnants of pure blood families, still retaining influence; but this also caused anger. Come to the grudges of some former Death Eater allies like Crabbe and the Goyles.

Sirius also gave an example from a few weeks ago.

Lucius Malfoy, who had been low-key after the war, suddenly stood up for an interview with the Daily Prophet, talking about the dangers and contributions of his undercover - "There are newspapers that Potter, Weasley and Granger were in the cemetery. That night, I used the Ouroboros Ring to ask for help... It's not entirely accurate, because I also risked my life to inform Mr. Haipu, but because of the heavy responsibility, I couldn't disclose my achievements to the outside world..."

"The Ministry of Magic is counting merits lately," explained Sirius. "He wants to run a Merlin medal for the Malfoys, but he's wasting his time, he's only doing enough to avoid jail..." He mumbled. Said: "It's possible that Snape will get a big prize. Now we all know how he got his information..."

After listening to these words, Harry suddenly realized, and instantly understood why Professor Slughorn's former student - Elder Walpole, who wrote "Blood Brothers: I Live With Vampires" - has been pestering him at dinner parties. Snape, he obviously wanted to write a book based on Snape's experience, but Snape sternly refused.

...

In the dormitory, Harry looked shrewdly at Ron and Neville.

"Then what shall I do?" he exclaimed in dissatisfaction.

"At least you don't snore," said Ron irritably. He closed his eyes and gave a generous expression. "Come on, I finally made up my mind."

Harry looked at him, then at Neville, who was too nervous to speak.

"All right."

Flashes of petrification spells and stun spells alternate. Ron and Neville fell hard on the ground. Harry used the Floating Charm to move the two to the bed, covered them with the quilt, and got himself into the warm and comfortable quilt.

He hesitated for a long time whether to cast a stun spell on himself. After all, not everyone has the courage to fall asleep in the face of two rigid bodies. He tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, and finally took out a roll of magic from under Ron's bed. Tape to seal your mouth.

The whole time Harry forced himself not to look at Ron's stiff face in the moonlight. He crawled back into bed, stared at the ceiling and counted the numbers, and after an unknown amount of time - but it must have been the second half of the night - drowsiness struck and he passed out groggy.

When he woke up, he felt the mandrake blade still there on his tongue, only the bitter taste in his mouth was more intense, as if seeping into the gap between his teeth, but he was generally in a good mood, and he couldn't wait to wake up Ron and Neville, share your method with them.

"It's good, I'm a little more confident." Ron said with a stubborn neck, "but there is a problem, I seem to have a stiff neck..."

Felix paid little attention to the students for the next few days.

He's also busy himself - Tom Riddle in classroom 7 has been out of school for two years, but he still can't master the Patronus Charm, but Riddle has recently taken inspiration from Peeves, and he quietly collects The emotions of the students in the school have gained a plausible patron saint.

Felix is ​​happy to see it happen, which means Riddle is even more inseparable from school.

Felix also found information from Snape when he and Damocles Belby improved the wolf poison potion, in order to let him know enough about werewolves, and Snape gave him some werewolves very generously. blood and hair.

"You will find that - the opinion of some scholars: 'Werewolves are just beasts in human skin' is not too much. Their bloodlines are completely tainted."

Felix shrugged, "Speak out and scare you, compared to me, werewolves are normal."

Of course Snape didn't believe it, which was evident from his hypocritical proposal to study 'him', Felix scoffed at this, and classified his former headmaster as a 'stupid wizard'...

"You better practice your acceptance speech! Lupin said that the promotion of Magic TV is not satisfactory. Most wizard families still rely on Magic Radio to listen to the broadcast of the award ceremony. They will take unnecessary pauses in your words as stammering. ."

"Think about it, how uneconomical it is to be questioned by the parents of students because of this issue..."

Felix's kindness failed to pay off - instead, he was closed for several days. The former Potions professor and current Defense Against the Dark Arts professor refused to speak to him, always showing a cold look every time he met. face, when Felix asked other professors to judge, only Dumbledore expressed sympathy.

"Severus is really quiet, for the sake of Hogwarts' image—" Professor McGonagall and Grindelwald stared blankly at him when he said this. "—At least persuade him to change his clothes, change his hairstyle or something."

Felix didn't know how Dumbledore did it, but on the day of the award ceremony, although Snape was still dressed in black, it was not the wizard's robe that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, but changed into a suit. A high-neck white shirt was added inside.

Snape was awarded the Order of Merlin, First Class. "For him to go undercover for the second time, and bring a steady stream of intelligence advantages to the righteous side." Ms. Burns announced loudly. He was followed by Harry, also a First Class Medal, the reason for his award is directly related to the fall of Voldemort. Although no one knows the details, there are two witnesses, Dumbledore and Felix Hepp, and no one ask a question.

Of course, Ron and Hermione did not receive the award, and they still had the Merlin Second Order Medal for courage.

"It's all because the war ended too soon," Ron muttered softly.

"Oh, shut up!" Hermione said sharply.

With a mandrake blade in his mouth, Harry's speech was particularly refined, and because of the special recipe these days, he was in a trance. When he came down, Ron and Hermione heard someone whispering a question next to him: "This is The child doesn't seem to be very smart, and won't the effect of the Cruciatus still remain?"

His words caused a group of spectators who didn't know the truth to blow their noses emotionally.

That night, the Ministry of Magic held a grand dinner, and Harry left early in a depressing manner and went back to eat his bland dinner--cheese jelly cut into small pieces and vegetable meatballs made with a special process, which are said to be rich in nutrients , and swallowing it in the stomach will give people a strong feeling of fullness.

The most important thing is that the entire meal process is compressed to less than one minute, which fully reduces the possibility of various accidents.

This caused the students to lose a lot of fun.

And because of the sharp lack of entertainment—Harry was surprised to find that he had finished all the homework in less than a week, and had nothing to do in the remaining days. It was not until the start of school that Professor Hepp finally seemed to remember. them, gather them together.

"How many people are still left behind?" Felix asked.

With a bunch of arms raised, Harry turned his head to look around and found that there were actually quite a few. "Fifteen people, not bad." Felix nodded and said, "It seems that the previous two weeks of practice really worked. I'll let you all come over today to summarize, um... give full play to the collective wisdom."

The students, including those who failed, glared at Professor Hepp.

Felix raised the parchment in his hand, "Remember the form you were asked to fill out in the dueling class since the second grade? Of course, the dueling class is only available in the second to fourth grade now, which happens to be the same as the first grade. The flying lessons and the fifth grade O.W.Ls exam were staggered and merged with the content of the test spell..."

"It records everyone's speed of learning spells, preferences, learning methods, etc. Now four years have passed, and the accumulated data is piled up on one wall of cabinets."

"There is no doubt that it is an undiscovered treasure trove."

Felix swore.

"You should have experienced group discussions. We use a similar method to speak out the problems you find difficult and think about solutions together."

The students looked at each other, but after thinking about it, it was indeed a good idea. After a long while, a student finally took the initiative to stand up and mentioned that he was depressed and groggy all day.

There were students nodding around constantly, and they also had the same symptoms.

"Yeah, you can't do anything that makes you happy, you can't eat well, you can't sleep well, you can't even speak aloud." A Ravenclaw girl said in a shrill voice, "It's a nightmare."

Other students set their sights on Felix.

"Don't look at me, I said, let you discuss for yourself." He said with a straight face.

"How about potions? Like euphoria?" Ron thought.

"Oh, no," Ernie said disappointedly. "I asked Professor McGonagall, and she said the potion had a chance of contaminating the leaves of the mandrake."

Everyone began to think divergently, and the answers they gave gradually became outrageous, but Felix didn't mean to stop, but let Hermione record it on the side, and finally it was Neville who gave the solution.

"I—well, I tried a method," Neville whispered, teeth clenched so that the mandrake blade would fall off as he spoke, "use the Daydream Charm."

"Daydream spell? What is that?" a student asked.

"Hey! I know—" Ron exclaimed excitedly.

"The daydream spell can create a real dream. I only thought of it yesterday... In short, I talked happily for a long time in it, and it was much better when I came out." Neville introduced his own experience.

"Talk to yourself? What do you say?"

"Uh... recite the herbal textbook out loud," Neville said reluctantly, and the crowd burst into laughter, but when Professor Hepper encouraged him to try it on others, everyone changed their minds.

Felix also experienced it for himself.

When Neville chanted the spell, he found himself on top of a peak in the mountains surrounding Hogwarts Castle, surrounded by an empty, silent dream. From his professional point of view, the dream had many flaws, but at least—

He tried to shout twice, and the sound could be heard far away, and the echo effect was quite good, and it really had a very good effect of venting his emotions.

Discussion continues. Harry also asked his own question. He wanted to be safer speaking out loud, knowing that he was the captain of the team, and whether it was explaining tactics or correcting a player who was flying wrong, he couldn't help shouting at the top of his voice.

But to his surprise, he received feedback almost immediately on the problem in his mind.

"Amplify the spell—" said Hermione, who was recording.

"Cover your mouth with a scarf!" Susan Burns said.

"Put the two of them together," Ron suggested.

Harry's eyes lit up. The other students' eyes also lit up, this method seemed better, and they were ready to go back and try it.

Of course, the discussion process was not all smooth sailing. On the issue of "how to curb the bitterness of mandrakes", because there were too many methods, which led to the issue of food taste preferences, a group of students quarreled.

One of them unfortunately sprayed the leaves of Mandela grass in the process of shouting, everyone was stunned, the audience was silent, even the student stared at the leaves on the ground in a daze, as if he couldn't believe his own stupidity .

"Cough cough - Perkin just gave us a wrong demonstration." Felix said uncomfortably: "It reminds us to stay calm in the next time...

I personally recommend wearing a tranquilizer amulet. Just let it work as minimally as possible. ' he added again.