A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

To be honest, Felix also doesn't know whether Luna has a talent for divination. This little girl has always been special, but his focus is: "Do you often go to the Forbidden Forest?"

Luna froze for a moment, as if thinking about how to solve this problem, Felix also wanted to hear how she would justify, but then Luna started in a daze.

Felix snapped his fingers in front of her, and Luna said in a dream: "Ferenza is a good person."

Felix was not sure whether her words were answering his previous question, but he roughly understood what she meant: the horseman named Firenze would protect her.

He said tentatively: "Maybe I can get to know your horse friend? I happen to be going to the Forbidden Forest on the weekend to release a small animal..."

"Oh, I'm not sure, Firenze said that his companions are very traditional. According to my understanding, they have a bad temper." Luna said. "I can talk to him first."

...

After another two days, Hogwarts was rainy and rainy, and the black clouds were so low that it was breathless. The temperature dropped to the bottom, and Madam Pomfrey reminded the little wizards to put on thick clothes more than once.

"It's not necessary for her to remind, I mean, we are not fools." Ron pointed to the weather outside, and there was a light rain outside the window, hitting the shed of the second greenhouse.

Harry pulled the pods feebly, "Wood will like it. He thinks that our first game is likely to catch up with the rainy weather. He can't wait to add this part of the training content...It can be considered as giving him a chance."

Mrs. Sprout clapped her hands and attracted the attention of the little wizards. She reminded: "Pay attention to your methods, be gentle, otherwise they will greet you fiercely."

But she said it was too late. Seamus Finnigan’s actions were very rough, because he was repeating his experience in the magic text class with Neville, "You have also seen it. When I came across the fiery red magic symbol, it Just give a strong reaction, I guess...Ouch!"

The pods in front of him burst open, and seven or eight hard beans were shot from inside, all hitting his face. One of them accidentally injured Neville, and he moaned.

Mrs. Sprout came quickly, and she scanned the scene, "If you don't follow the operation, take the teacher's words on your ears! I should really deduct points for you, Mr. Finnigan." She took Seamus and Neville to her. In the corner, "Just apply a little ointment. To be honest, if you are so careless when squeezing the pus from the Bab tuber, you will definitely suffer..."

A flash of lightning flashed abruptly, illuminating the somewhat dim castle. Felix retracted his wand and turned to write and draw on the parchment. In a glass container next to him, a fist-sized eight-eyed giant spider said angrily: "You are not trustworthy, wizard!"

Felix said: "I promised you to let you go back before Halloween. I didn't say a specific day. And...do you really not consider my suggestion? I can let you be my assistant."

"What assistant? Same as that little girl?" said the eight-eyed giant spider. It had seen Hermione, and the little witch was very interested in it until Felix showed her its true size.

In a normal state, the eight-eyed giant spider is the size of a small carriage, covered with hard black hair, and its head is small and ugly. A pair of big claws always make a "click" anytime and anywhere.

"Ah, almost, but you have to continue to cooperate with my research." Felix said.

The eight-eyed giant spider thought for a moment, and then yelled angrily. Felix thought it was noisy and imposed a silencer on the glass container.

"Finally got the detailed test data, the remaining work is to carry out some repeated tests on other creatures, and compare the results to know what to do." Felix put away a thick stack of parchment.

He would operate every ancient magic he currently mastered like this. Flitwick very much approves of this caution.

That night, the light rain turned into a torrential rain. The big raindrops hit the window edge of the castle. During half asleep and half awake, Felix heard a low buzzer alarm.

He sat up abruptly, and his wand appeared in his hand instantly. Waited quietly for a few seconds, there was no one, but he quickly thought of something, and quickly came out of the bedroom and opened the window of the office——

The rain was swept into the room by the wind, and the window was dark, and the alarm sounded suddenly clear.

"It's the pocket looking glass at the gate of the castle, Sirius Black is here!"

He turned over and jumped down from the window, a gleam of light flashed in the ring, and a flying broom suddenly appeared. The next second he rode the broom through the curtains of rain and disappeared in front of the office.

When he appeared at the gate of the castle, there was no one here, only a place above the gate, constantly shining with golden light, accompanied by a huge buzzing sound.

Felix pointed at himself with his magic wand, and a large mist of water emanated from him, making him look like a boiling kettle. At this moment, Dumbledore appeared, he was wearing a gray-blue pajamas, he didn't even wear his glasses, and a fiery red phoenix was lying on his shoulders.

"Hello, Fox." Felix greeted.

Fox groaned.

A black cat appeared from a distance, turning into a panting Professor McGonagall while running.

"Anything to find, Felix?" Dumbledore said in a deep voice.

"Obviously, I'm late." Felix pointed to the broom in his hand. Of the three, he was the closest to the castle gate. "Already arrived at the fastest speed, but the rain helped him a lot."

"Is it Sirius Black?" Professor McGonagall asked in a panic.

"Obviously..." Felix waved his wand and stopped the buzzing.

"We should search the castle again, Dumbledore," Professor McGonagall said solemnly. "Felius Flitwick, Severus Snape~www.novelmt.com~Argus Fair Odd..." She muttered names one by one, and three silver-white cats flew out of her wand and flew away in different directions.

Dumbledore quietly watched the disappearance of Professor McGonagall's patron saint. He leaned down to observe the ground at the entrance of the castle and touched the cold marble with his fingers. Then he swiftly walked into the castle and asked about the row of portraits closest to the door.

"Does anyone break in?"

"No, we didn't find anything." The character in the portrait said rushingly, "Of course we can be deceived, Mr. Headmaster."

Dumbledore nodded and said nothing.

"Is it possible for Black to hide in the castle, Albus?" Professor McGonagall said worriedly.

"It's unlikely," Dumbledore said softly. "Felix came so fast, he couldn't calmly clean up his traces. It's possible that he just appeared from a distance and triggered the alarm. But we are the most Good preparation, Fox—"

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