A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

On Monday morning, the little wizards were passing by the bulletin board when they suddenly noticed that the content on it had been updated.

A little wizard read out what was pinned to the parchment—

"It is planned to hold the second duel class this semester at 8 pm this Thursday, and young wizards of all grades are welcome to participate."

The insignia is an ethereal name, Felix Happ.

"How is it Professor Hepp? Isn't it Lockhart?"

"Perhaps Professor Hepp snatched the dueling club from him?"

"That's big news!"

"Don't talk nonsense, it may be a collaboration, just like Snape in last class, he was invited by Lockhart."

The little wizards under the bulletin board talked a lot.

The trio stood not far away, Harry's expression was very excited: "It's finally going to start."

Ron was also full of anticipation: "I hope to learn a few powerful spells. To be honest, I've been disgusted this week..."

Harry looked at him sympathetically, "He also asked you to copy fan letters?"

"Yeah, it's endless." Ron looked disgusted. "Especially a woman named Moria, who received the most letters and was most favored by Lockhart. I could memorize some full fragments... …”

"Don't!" Harry quickly stopped.

Ron muttered: "I've heard a lot of secrets from him these days, Hermione, I know him better than you now."

"But it shouldn't, why did he do it?" Hermione asked in confusion.

"I think it might be self-defeating? He's writing a letter of apology to Fudge every night now." Ron speculated that Cornelius Fudge had never responded to him these days.

...

When the three of Harry came to the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, Lockhart stood in the doorway, his expression seemed thoughtful. When they passed by, he grabbed Ron, "You say, has my personality changed a lot recently?"

A look of horror flashed in Ron's eyes, and he stammered, "No, I didn't notice, Professor."

"Hmm...why don't I feel right?" Lockhart let go of his hand in confusion, and the trio slipped past him into the classroom.

on the seat-

Harry said: "He found something wrong himself, there must be something wrong here."

"Maybe it's a Confusion Charm? Many charms have similar functions." Hermione analyzed seriously.

"It's possible that every time I face him alone, I want to curse him." Ron looked resentful.

"By the way, those three pieces of parchment, do you have any clues?" Harry asked Ron suddenly, remembering something.

"No, it's just an ordinary interview."

"What is it?" Hermione asked with interest.

Ron roughly explained their origins, and she wanted to ask again, but the class was soon over.

In Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Lockhart was still performing his own teaching performance, "I need to choose a volunteer, and today's plot is the most critical and exciting part."

The little wizards lowered their heads.

"Ron Weasley, that's you!" Lockhart called Ron to the stage, and thanks to last week's lockdown, this time, he finally pronounced the wrong name.

"That's right, that's it, Ron, you're an innocent villager, troubled by werewolves, and you're begging for my help, yes! Make your expression a bit more bitter, fine..."

Ron grimaced as a prop in Lockhart's story.

"Next is my inner monologue. This part is very important. You all listen carefully."

Lockhart shook his head and put on a gesture of worrying about the country and the people, and said in a long voice: "Tragic people! They are always facing the threat of werewolves, and the reason is that they killed a wolf cub who took the initiative to attack livestock. What did I do wrong! It's really sad and deplorable... My conscience can't let me turn a blind eye!"

The performance continued, and Lockhart straightened his chest as if he was facing the praise of the villagers. But Ron's face suddenly turned pale.

When he got back to his seat, he had a lost expression on his face.

"What's the matter with you?" Harry pushed him with his arm. Was it too much of a blow? It's not that he hasn't, he also played the role of a vampire for three consecutive weeks.

"Say later, later." Ron huddled up, avoiding Lockhart's gaze.

On the other hand, Felix is ​​teaching a class to the fourth-grade little wizard.

"Today we will learn the last set of practical runes. At that time, your magic puppet will be able to exert its full effect."

The twins in the audience raised their hands: "Professor Haipu, do you have advanced knowledge?"

Felix smiled, "What do you want to learn?"

"Like -- opening up other utility runes," Fred said.

Felix blinked and looked at the twins, who seemed to be good seeds of ancient runes.

It can be seen from the Christmas gifts that the twins gave him. Of course, they did not use Rune, but alchemical thinking.

"If some of you have the time to learn, of course I'm willing to teach a little more," Felix promised.

After class, Felix called the twins.

"I want to know, do you have a clear plan for your future?" Felix asked.

"We want to open a Weasley Wizarding Workshop!" the two said in unison.

"Um... like the Joko Joke Shop?" Felix asked.

"Almost...but Jokowi's thinking is still in the last century, we want to do something more interesting and interesting," Fred said.

"Yes! We have many good ideas, but limited by our ability, most of the designs cannot be created." George's expression was quite regretful.

"Great planning. But I think, you don't have professional guidance?" Felix asked.

"Well, we found some books from home when we were kids about how to make gadgets and jokes, and we also checked a lot of materials in the library, which helped us a lot, Professor Heppe." Frey Toru said with a sly expression.

library? Or a forbidden area? Felix didn't say anything, and the twins' reputation was quite loud among professors.

He simply issued an invitation: "Next year, I will start my own Ancient Rune Club. Are you interested in this?"

The twins looked at each other in surprise, "Of course, Professor!"

George suggested, "Professor, can't your Ancient Rune Club be held earlier?"

Felix shook his head regretfully, "There is less than half a year left in this school year, and I am distracted by various things, so I have to postpone it until next year."

"However, you can come to me if you have any questions," Felix said.