A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

"Before you enjoy the delicious food, you have to listen to an old man's nagging." Dumbledore cleared his throat.

"First of all, it's great to see you all come alive at the school again, happily sharing your experiences with your peers. But I have to mention that last term, we just went through a difficult few months..."

The little wizards stared at Dumbledore's face to see what he had to say.

"...There have been two attacks, and a little wizard is still lying on the hospital bed, in the special ward." Dumbledore paused, and suddenly raised his voice, "but thanks to a few people, they used their own efforts to investigate When the truth of the matter happened, he was very brave and solved the monster in the secret room."

"Yeah, we shouldn't forget their names - Harry Potter! Ron Weasley! Hermione Granger!"

Everyone's fiery eyes turned to the Gryffindor table, and they looked at the three of Harry in disbelief.

"You're kidding!" shouted one of the twins, his voice resounding throughout the auditorium, enlivening the solemn atmosphere.

Dumbledore was amused, and said pleasantly, "Of course not, Weasley. But when it comes to jokes, I'm reminded of a very funny troll and gnome joke—"

"Cough cough!" Professor McGonagall next to him coughed violently.

"Ah~ well, let's get back to the point. Their courage has won unanimous praise from several professors, and for that, I'll reward each of them two percent!" said Dumbledore.

Snape couldn't help but snorted.

The Gryffindor House table was boiling, they applauded violently, the Weasley twins rushed to hug Harry and Ron, Percy shouted from one corner, "That's my brother! My brother! They'll also share the school Special contribution award trophy!"

Hermione looked at the stunned Katie Bell and said cheerfully, "Look, I said there would be no danger, right?"

The noise in the auditorium lasted for a few minutes before the noise gradually subsided.

However, most of the eyes were still focused on the three of Harry. Draco Malfoy on the Slytherin table slammed the plate with a silver fork, making a "squeaky" sound.

Potter! Potter again, everything is Potter!

I did my part too... He looked at Harry angrily.

"Headmaster Dumbledore," a seventh-year Gryffindor stood up, "could you be more specific? Salazar Slytherin really put a monster in the back room to clear everything he didn't think he deserved to study. Magical people?"

The accusation of these words is extremely obvious, and the wizards at the Slytherin table all stared at him, wishing to cast a curse on him. However, the expressions of the little wizards from the other three academies looking at the Snake Academy became silent and complicated.

"I don't think so, Mr. Xavier." Dumbledore said with a very serious expression, he first glanced at the little wizards present to calm the commotion, and then said calmly: "The monster in the secret room - the basilisk , has been around for millennia, but the only recorded attacks are two this year and one fifty years ago."

"Before that, it had been sleeping quietly for nearly a thousand years. We can reasonably infer that it was not Salazar Slytherin's intention to launch an attack."

Dumbledore quickly skipped the previous topic: "I will put the basilisk in the courtyard of the school castle tomorrow, and I will also invite some reporters into the school. Please also regulate your words and deeds. You can visit, but don't try to Touch it, and the professors will also cast special magic."

"Now, let's enjoy the food to the fullest."

Dumbledore sat back in his chair, waved his wand, and various foods began to appear on the table.

However, the little wizards were not thinking about it. Dumbledore's speech was very informative, and they were all "buzzing" discussing, from the quality of Salazar Slytherin himself, to the situation in the Chamber of Secrets. The monster, to discussing how the Potter trio defeated it.

"What does a basilisk look like?" a young Gryffindor wizard asked Harry.

"Well, a giant snake whose eyes are deadly."

"Cool! How big is it, is it bigger than what Professor Lockhart made in the dueling club?"

Ron's mouth full and vaguely interjected, "Hey man, that's a lot bigger than that."

The little wizard looked at Ron suspiciously, "Are you really involved?"

"Dean, my role is much more important than you think!" Although Ron's mouth was about to explode, he couldn't help but justify his name.

Hermione Granger sat quietly beside her, not speaking.

"Hermione, aren't you hungry?" Katie next to her asked her curiously, looking at the little witch wearing a mask.

"...not hungry," Hermione said firmly, but she quickly took two pieces of parchment from her pocket and wrapped the beef patties on the plate in front of her.

The girl stared at her dumbfounded, the fork in her hand stopped in the air.

The student table was very lively, and the teachers' chair was not calm. Some professors who didn't know the truth were inquiring about the specific situation.

Felix, after dealing with Lockhart who kept asking questions, passed over Professor Flitwick and asked Dumbledore.

"Principal, about the pressure of some pure-blood families..."

"You said this!" Dumbledore put down his knife and fork and said with interest: "I have been in contact with most of the school managers these days, and they agreed that it would be better for me to sit in this position."

"What about the Malfoys?"

"Lucius...Unfortunately, he is facing a lot of trouble now. The other school directors are dissatisfied with his previous threats and want to expel him from the board. I heard that he has now found Fudge."

"The Minister of Magic?"

"Yes, if nothing else, you will see him tomorrow," Dumbledore said presciently.

Felix nodded knowingly.

The dinner was over soon, and the little wizards of Gryffindor surrounded Harry and the three back to the common room, eager to ask for specific details.

Ron was good at it, and he began to describe it vividly.

From Harry's point of view, except for the parts that were required to be kept secret - such as the existence of the professor, such as the sword of Gryffindor, the rest of Ron was exaggerated.

Hermione quietly returned to the dormitory, ate two pies secretly, and returned contentedly.

"...So, there is a reason why I was fined and locked up before. In fact, I didn't expect Lockhart to fall down as soon as I pushed it." Ron said with spittle and regret.

Hermione hid in the crowd, just in time to hear a little wizard ask Ron: "So, you don't need to be locked up?"

Ron opened his mouth, like a deflated ball, and suddenly became frowning.

He did win honors for the academy, but he couldn't escape the punishment of attacking innocent professors.

In fact, Professor McGonagall had already told him the content and time of the confinement, and he went round and round, and he unfortunately fell into Lockhart's hands.

He had heard Harry mention the confinement content - writing back to Lockhart fans, it seemed easy, but the repetitive work of four hours at a time was enough to doubt life.