A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Felix looked around and saw no sign of Moody.

Indeed, in this environment, it is not suitable for him to appear. Maybe he will turn all the little wizards within sight into animals corresponding to the academy because a firecracker suddenly explodes beside him.

Hmm... Felix imagined this scene. Little lions, little snakes, little badgers, little eagles fluttered in the auditorium, and the house-elves who came over carried vegetable baskets and put them away one by one ...

"Ha, interesting!"

"Are you talking about the dog? It's really funny..."

A malicious light flashed in Snape's eyes. Felix followed his gaze and saw that a big black dog slipped in at some point, took a steak from the dining table, and lay in the corner. , staring at Harry.

When noticing their gaze, the big black dog waved his paws humanely, and the juicy juicy flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"He's really good at being a dog, I didn't know Azkaban had that training..." Snape said slowly.

...

The festivities continued into the evening, skipping even supper, and the people in the auditorium came and went, exhausting the house-elves in the kitchen.

Gryffindor lounge door.

Harry came back yawning, and Violet, a friend of the Fat Lady in the portrait, asked him with great interest, "I heard you grabbed the dragon's egg?"

As she spoke, she stared unblinkingly at Harry - a shiny golden egg tucked under his arm.

"Yeah... nonsense." Harry said the password.

"No!" said Violet angrily.

"He said the password... the password is gibberish," said the Fat Lady, pushing her friend out of the frame and turning her body forward to reveal the entrance to the lounge.

There were few people inside. Harry walked around the bedroom, but it was still empty. He casually put the golden egg on the bed and lay on the pillow in a daze. What happened in the afternoon seemed to be still in front of him, and he was very worried about tomorrow, but he didn't let himself show it. But when it was over, he felt that the fire dragon was no big deal.

Thinking of what Hagrid had said, he took out the magic lamp of the Hungarian Horntail from the pocket of his robe and pressed it lightly, and the little fire dragon began to flap its wings and spit out soft light.

Kind of cute indeed... Hagrid's words make sense...

He picked up the hourglass on the bedside table and fiddled with it. It was exchanged with him by Sniff Wallen, who was raised by Professor Hep. Before Crookshanks slipped in and scattered the card with the hourglass, he only gathered the card and stepped on it when he was sleeping at night, only to find that the hourglass had also fallen to the ground.

When he pulled the hourglass out of the cracks in the floor, he was worried that it would be trampled, but unexpectedly, the hourglass was very strong and intact.

At this moment, Hermione stuck her head out of the door, "Harry, are you there?"

"exist--"

"We study golden eggs."

Harry jerked up from the bed and went to the common room.

"Where's Ron?" Hermione asked casually, staring intently at the golden egg.

"He's not back yet, he's supposed to be with those underclassmen...you know, he's been under a lot of pressure lately," said Harry, embarrassed to say Ron was still bragging.

They huddled together, hesitant to open it.

In the auditorium, Roger Davis opened the golden egg in public, trying to see what was inside, but found that the heavy golden egg was empty, and then there was an extremely terrifying, shrill scream from the inside, more than The sound of the jigsaws and the hysterical shrieks of the Myrtle that Harry had heard was even more terrifying, and his heart nearly stopped.

After that, Li Jordan and the twins, who were originally interested in the golden egg, refused to touch it again. Harry handed it over to a big black dog for safekeeping, and quietly brought him two sausages. The result was then-

"Is this what you raised?" an ethereal voice asked.

Harry turned around, it was Luna, a string of magic lights of different shapes floated around her, flying around her constantly, and there was a small fire dragon on her unkempt head.

"Oh, uh... yes," he said falteringly.

Sirius complied with a paw and handed it to Harry, who bit his head and shook twice, "Look...he'll shake hands, oh, I mean...it."

"Many people think that black dogs are omen of calamity, and some people have written a book for them..." Luna said softly, and the other people in sight avoided here, "but I don't think so. He is a A loyal friend."

"Uh, thanks," said Harry.

He wasn't sure if Luna had noticed something, but she just said hello and left, like she had suddenly appeared.

...

Finally, Hermione reached out and pressed her fingernails down a very inconspicuous groove in the middle of the golden egg, prying it open.

The shrill screams echoed in the lounge immediately, startling Ron, who had just come in, and sitting directly on the doorstep, causing the fat lady to urge him outside.

Hermione slammed the golden egg shut. "No..." she said disappointedly. "It seems that everyone's golden egg is the same."

"What do you think?" Ron heard the second half and came to sit next to them in an empty chair.

"I read from books that sometimes warriors of different rankings get different clues in the past hegemony tournaments." Hermione explained dryly, her face was pale, and she was obviously frightened by the voice.

It's really terrifying...

Ron shrugged and tapped the golden egg with his hand, "If we spell it... like, Skatch, Ska..."

"Scarpin's Revelation Charm."

"Yeah, that's it," Ron said with certainty.

"That's the spell to analyze the ingredients of potions," Hermione said angrily, and she thought about it carefully, "It's not impossible, this kind of thinking... We can try the analysis method in alchemy."

"Does any of the three of us know this stuff?" Ron asked, and he and Harry looked at Hermione with burning eyes.

"Neither would I," Hermione spread her hands, "but I know that Professor Hepp will, um, I can learn."

"So troublesome?"

"No trouble, we have three months, as long as we solve the puzzle within a month, we will have enough time to prepare." Hermione said confidently: "And we can learn one more skill, alchemy and magic text are inseparable , you can use it too."

The corners of Harry's mouth were a little bitter, just keeping up with the increasingly difficult Rune Club activities was a test for him. The only good news was that the Rune Club never left homework. He looked at Ron, and the expressions on their faces were the same.

"I'll leave the golden egg to you, Hermione." Ron said sternly.

Hermione stared at her sternly, he quickly changed the subject, looked around, and suddenly said in surprise: "Oops, Harry, how did you take it out?"

Harry was stunned, only to realize that Ron was referring to the hourglass. It turned out that he just took it out in a hurry.

"What's this?" Hermione asked, and the thing seemed familiar to her.

"Warren and I exchanged the hourglass, I told you," Harry explained.

"You did, but I didn't really..." Hermione snatched the hourglass from Ron's hand and stared at it thoughtfully. "I must have seen something like that somewhere..."

"Is it an antique?" Ron asked with interest. "Have you read this kind of book yet?" His last question revealed his true thoughts, and he said expectantly: "How much do you think it's worth?"

Hermione played with the hourglass for a long time, and from time to time she held up the magic lamp above the lounge and shook it, making a strange sound from her mouth.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, but they knew it was best not to interrupt her at this time, as she had entered a frenzy of research.

"I remembered!" Hermione said suddenly, her eyes seemed to be shining, "I know where I saw this hourglass, not in books, I'm in a misunderstanding... It's Egypt!"

"Egypt?" the two asked in unison.

"That's right, Egypt. Ouch~" She suddenly laughed like a gluttonous fox, and said happily: "No wonder Professor Hepp wants to teach Warren a lesson. It turns out that he has a criminal record."

"What the hell is it, Hermione, don't give a shit," said Ron eagerly.

"This hourglass comes from a greedy Gringotts goblin, no," Hermione whispered, holding her breath, "it should be said that it comes from an evil ancient Greek dark wizard, vile Haierbo!"