A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

the next day.

When Harry and Ron came to visit Hermione in the school hospital, they found that she had lost the sullenness of the previous days, but had a furry face, waving her wand with great interest, and occasionally flipping through the parchment on the table .

"Hermione, what are you doing?"

"Of course it's practicing magic. If nothing else happens, I might be able to learn it before school starts."

"Why rush before school starts?" Ron was puzzled.

"Because it can help me with a little trouble," Hermione said, squinting and smiling.

So, during the half hour Harry and Ron were in the ward, they watched Hermione repeat the same action a hundred times, pausing every now and then to make a note on a form.

...

Felix closed the office door and came out neatly dressed.

Along the way, he was still a little embarrassed.

After he revealed that he successfully obtained the research materials and rejected the bewitchment of the diary again, Tom in the diary finally closed himself, and he completely blocked his communication with the outside world.

No matter what Felix tried, the opponent seemed to have made up his mind to let him deal with it. Even if he put a cluster of white fiery flames in front of the diary, he didn't get any feedback.

"Tom, I don't believe you're going to give up on yourself." Felix's mind was spinning, and he even thought he was waiting for an opportunity.

So he sealed up the diary more cautiously, and even carved a warning rune on the box.

Before going out, he placed his wallet (the Binding Rattan Edition) at the door to prevent an unreliable little wizard from breaking in and taking the diary away.

"Perhaps it's time for you to make your final curtain call, Tom."

In the hallway of the castle, Felix encounters Peeves who is pranking him.

Peeves was holding a tin bucket full of mud in his arms, and now he was smearing thick layers of mud on his armor.

"Peeves, have you seen Lady Grey?" Felix asked him.

Peeves looked at him, as if taken aback, then let out a "giggling" laughter, "Oh, Professor, I didn't see...I don't care about that woman with her nostrils turned upside down."

"I think someone's going to know, that disgusting stalker~" he said in mid-air with claws and claws.

"Be polite, Peeves," Felix said quietly. "Or, you want to try my magic again."

"No, Felix Happ! You can't..." With a look of fear on Peeves' face, he hurried away through the wall.

"Bang!"

The tin bucket in Peeves' hand smashed to the ground, making a loud noise, and the mud inside splashed.

Felix waved his wand, and an invisible barrier blocked the soup from three feet away.

"Hum, Peeves, it's you again! I must apply to Headmaster Dumbledore to kick you out of the castle..." A panting, flushed man rushed down the corridor, waving his fists , hysterically venting his anger,

It's Hogwarts Keeper, Filch.

"Oh, ah... Professor Hepp, have you seen Peeves?" The furious Filch didn't see the expected enemy, but instead saw Felix who was neatly dressed.

"Hello Filch, Peeves just left." Felix waved his wand, and the mud on the ground and armor disappeared. "By the way, have you seen Ms. Grey today?"

"Is that the Ravenclaw ghost?" Filch sniffed. "Let me see, I think I saw... a tall ghost, the one who doesn't pay much attention to people? I'm watching in the courtyard. When one arrives, I'm not sure if it's her."

"Thank you, Filch."

Felix came to the courtyard, glanced around, and at the end of the courtyard railing, he saw a slender ghost floating in the air.

She found Felix looking at her, raised her eyebrows in surprise, then turned and floated away through the wall.

"Wait, Ms. Grey!"

Felix chased over the railing into a secluded corridor.

She finally stopped, hanging a few inches off the ground. She was beautiful, with waist-length hair, and her silver robe dragged on the ground. But at the same time she held her head high, looking arrogant and defiant.

I had encountered this ghost several times when I was in school, but I never spoke to her once. If he hadn't stumbled upon the private conversation between the bloody Barrow and her, he wouldn't have realized that this Ravenclaw ghost with a very low sense of existence has such a large background.

"Ms. Grey, this is Felix Hepp."

She nodded without speaking. There was no enthusiasm in her eyes.

"I want to know about the early days of the school, which is the story of the four founders. There are too many ambiguities in the existing records."

"I'm afraid," she said, turning to leave, "I can't help you."

"Wait, ma'am—" Felix called out as she drifted further away, "I know you're Rowena Ravenclaw's daughter."

She stopped and turned to look at him. "You know my background? You came for me?"

"yes, I--"

"Heh, another one!" She hovered in midair, her lips twisted into a sneer.

"Another what?" Felix demanded, but he quickly realized that he might not be the first to ask her about Hogwarts' secrets.

"Another ambitious guy!" She said quite sharply: "Every ten years, I meet, trying to inquire and defraud my trust..."

"You mean Voldemort?" Felix asked.

She stopped talking abruptly, with a surprised look on her face. Immediately she felt offended, and floated up two or three feet, looking down at him.

"Yeah, I guessed it, Ravenclaw's crown. Voldemort has always coveted the relics of the Big Four, but I don't care about that, I'd rather know—"

Felix's words were interrupted, and the ghost stammered with anger: "The crown of Ra, Ravenclaw can bring wisdom, you don't know how powerful it is! Countless people dream of it!"

"——The past of Gryffindor and Slytherin." Felix also finished the sentence just now.

The words of the two were intertwined, and there was a faint echo from the empty corridor - "I don't know how powerful it is!" "Gryffindor~" "Slytherin's past~"

Ms. Gray was stunned, "Do you want to know about this?"

"certainly."

"Ah, this," she floated in the air, seeming bewildered, "Gryffindor... Slytherin... what do you want to know?"

Finally she asked a little stiffly.