A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

When Hagrid said the name, the air was quiet for a long while--

　　 "Who is that?" Harry asked blankly. He looked at Ron, and Ron showed an innocent expression; he looked at Hermione again, Hermione was trying his best to recall the book he had read.

Finally, they all looked at Hagrid together, and Hagrid said uncomfortably: "You should have known it, but I changed your textbooks-only the third grade, and want to try something..." He said extraordinarily in the last sentence. Whispered.

Harry and the others still didn’t understand. Hagrid had to continue to explain. His face flushed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even his beard could not hide: "Mr. Scamander wrote "Fantastic Animals "Where", this book has always been Hogwarts' textbook before I took over the protection of magical creatures."

　　 Saying that, the three of them knew it, no wonder they didn't know, because Hagrid changed new textbooks this year, and it happened to only change third grade.

　　 Harry couldn't help thinking: Maybe the animals in the book "Where are the Fantastic Beasts" are not ‘fun’ enough, and Hagrid came up with the idea of ​​replacing it with "The Book of Monsters".

　　 They wrote the letter in Hagrid’s hut, and they were going to the owl shed to find Hedwig to send the letter. When he was hitting the Willow, Harry suddenly heard a sinister wind behind him. He lowered his head subconsciously, pulled out his wand, and looked up, just in time to see the figure of a **** fur dog jumping high.

　　 Harry's eyes widened in horror, a sign of death! He could even see the light-colored eyes of the **** dog and the one-inch-long teeth. Before he could react, it flew past him, turned around and threw Ron down, and his mouth was dragging Ron towards him. Walking deep in the forbidden forest.

　　 "Except your weapons!"

　　 The special training in the summer and the recent duel self-study group played a role, and Harry directly used his best magic.

　　……

　　 Ravenclaw Dean's Office.

　　 Felix picked up a piece of peanut cake and watched Professor Flitwick's efforts to cast a spell. His wand was held diagonally, and his left hand assisted in casting the spell. The blue magic power was constantly shaping, trying to condense into a spherical structure.

　　 Until Felix finished eating the seventh piece of peanut cake, the magic didn't take shape, he had to stop, choked with panic.

　　 "Still not-" Flitwick sighed, waved away the magic, "My understanding of the scaling spell is still based on modern magic."

　　 "Then how did you master those ancient magics before?"

　　 "Accumulated by time, I spent three years in order to master a defensive magic." Flitwick shook his head, "Actually, I learn this more out of interest than admiration of its power."

　　 "But I don't think simplified magic is worse than ancient magic, especially when I have more than a thousand spells."

　　 "One thousand?"

　　 Felix was a little slapped, he was considered to have mastered a lot of spells, but he was incomparable with the old professor. And this is still the number of spells Flitwick mastered in a ‘certain period’. As for how much it is now, it’s hard to say.

　　‘The spell is the magic text of Felius? He tried to understand the professor's thinking.

Flitwick waved his wand and the floor swelled up into steps. He stepped on the small steps and sat on the chair opposite Felix. "Many of the spells I master are life magic, but in fact, spells are spells. All reveal the mystery of magic, even if it is very small."

　　 Felix pondered this sentence, "Felius, my magic theory has not improved recently. Is there any factor in this aspect?"

"Progress?" Flitwick said in surprise, "Can you accurately judge whether you are progressing? I think most people improve unconsciously...Before that, every time you cast a spell, every time you learn is possible Increase boost."

　　 Felix blinked, "It's—similar to a sudden perception, as if past knowledge merged all at once."

Flitwick said happily: "This kind of state can be met. I still remember when I was thirty years old, I was struggling with learning so many spells but not using them, but I really liked the spells. When I woke up in the morning, my understanding of magic suddenly rose to a higher level. From then on, I never doubted my choice anymore."

　　 Felix only thought of one word, and it came naturally.

After seeing Ravenclaw’s memory magic, Slytherin’s bloodline research, and Dumbledore’s transfiguration, he realized Flitwick’s curse path again, and he couldn’t help thinking: Maybe Hogwarts Every professor in the world is more or less on the path of magic?

　　 In his view, the so-called magical path is a perspective to understand the world, and to be more straightforward, it is a tool for understanding magic.

　　 Flitwick observes and understands the structure of the entire magical mansion through magic spells, and he completes this step through magic texts. In Felix's expectation, if possible, he would replace all spells with magic texts.

　　 Although I can't see the slightest hope at the moment~

Felix wanted to know Flitwick’s view of the curse, but at this moment, a silver cat suddenly appeared in the office. It opened its mouth and let out Professor McGonagall’s anxious voice: "Felius, come to the school hospital. Suspected Sirius Black attacked Harry Potter~www.novelmt.com~ Felix and Flitwick looked at each other in surprise, they hurried to the school hospital, on the way, Felix couldn’t help but doubt, no Is it fake news?

　　 In order to solve Harry's safety problem, he deliberately brought Harry's sight glass over and re-enchanted it. As long as the sight glass found Sirius Black's trail, he would be alerted simultaneously here.

　　 But the current situation is that he has not received any feedback from the speculum.

　　 School hospital, Professor McGonagall walked up and down at the door, her hands tangled together, "Oh, you are here." When they approached, they saw Dumbledore communicating with Madam Pomfrey face-to-face and solemnly.

　　 Dumbledore insisted: "Poppy, I need five minutes. This is very important." Madam Pomfrey compromised.

　　 He saw Flitwick and Felix, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go in together."

　　 In the ward, Ron was lying on the bed, one of his legs was hoisted, with a bandage wrapped around his leg. Harry and Hermione sat aside.

　　 Seeing the professors coming in, they all yelled.

　　 "Principal, it's Blake, he is the **** dog——"

　　 "It can become a human, no, an animal!"

　　 "Professor, he, he is an Animagus!"

　　 The ward fell silent, and Dumbledore said softly, "Animagus? Are you talking about Sirius Black, not anyone else?"

　　 "It's him, I'm absolutely right, Ron and Hermione saw it too, didn't they?" Harry turned his head to ask for support.

　　 "That's right!"

"Indeed it is."