A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

"It's none of your business," Mafalda said, scratching her neck.

"Well," said Harry indignantly, "what story are you going to make up? Harry Potter's secret army? Or Hermione Granger's ambitious recruitment of house-elves to overthrow the Ministry of Magic. ?"

"Sounds good," Mafalda said, filling out the registration form quickly. "By the way, your outfits are so ugly, like two mummies..."

"Never mind," said Ron angrily. "I warn you, stop pointing fingers at us, and don't arrange Harry any more, or I will deduct points for you, and I will do what I say! Don't think you are my relative and I will let you—"

Hermione pulled Ron's clothes, Ron stopped uneasily, and said reluctantly: "I'm doing it for her, she did too much..."

At this moment, a sarcastic voice interjected, "It seems that this surname doesn't get you much goodwill, does it? It's a waste of effort."

"What are you trying to say?" Mafalda clenched her fists and glared at Draco Malfoy.

"Prewett," Draco whispered, his grey eyes fixed on Mafalda's tensed body, "you say you are a distant branch of the Prewett family, but as far as I know, Prewett There are not many descendants of the special branches, and there are no children of the right age..."

Mafalda's eyes flinched, and her body trembled slightly.

"Malfoy, you really haven't changed at all, you only bully a little girl." Harry couldn't help but said, and he regretted it as soon as he said it. What a mouthful, he hates both of them.

The expression on Draco's face stiffened, "Just tell the truth."

Mafalda calmed down and she changed the subject wisely: "Where's your girlfriend, Malfoy? She can't take her eyes off your pointy chin for a moment, oh my God, it's been almost five minutes, she Won't you faint?"

Draco said slowly, "You mean Pansy? She's on her prefect duties."

"I don't think so," Mafalda said slyly and meanly. "I just saw that she was going to confiscate a Butterbeer bottle from a student's hand, and the bottle fell on the ground and suddenly exploded and ignited her beautiful dress. Oh, she's so unlucky..." She turned and ran away.

Draco narrowed his eyes, then set his eyes on Harry. "So you're famous again, Potter?" He tilted his head to the side, Harry knew it was from the 'Harry Potter Admirers' Club' direction.

"Yeah," Harry said timidly, he knew Malfoy wouldn't pass up the opportunity to taunt him, Malfoy had been haunted all day long ago, and he thought something would change.

"Fame is always on the rise, and it can't be stopped. I'm actually quite distressed."

Ron laughed.

Draco glanced at him. "If I were you, I'd go home and look through the family tree, so I don't have to be mistaken for relatives...if you have that thing at home." He turned and left.

"What does he mean?" Ron frowned, staring at Draco's back.

Hermione sighed, and she carefully glanced at Neville and Ginny not far away, not letting her voice spread out.

"You don't think Mafalda's surname is 'Prewett', do you?"

"Why not—" Ron said, his eyes widening.

Harry's mind turned around quickly, Mafalda's father was Mrs. Weasley's distant cousin, and Mrs. Weasley's surname was Prewett before marriage. What does this mean... He quickly found a template for comparison—— Dudley and him. The two of them are cousins, but one of them is Dursley and the other is Potter. If Dudley has a child in the future, his child will only be named Dursley, and it can't be anything else, such as Potter...

It occurred to him again that Mafalda had said that his father was a Squib, and that Squibs were looked down upon in the wizarding world. Harry almost instantly thought that Mafalda's father had been discriminated against when he was a teenager, so he didn't want his daughter to be like him. Harry firmly believed that as a father, he would do something, what is it? Change a surname, a surname of the Holy Twenty-Eight Pureblood family.

Harry's disgust for Mafalda instantly diminished, replaced by sympathy.

Ron's reaction was half a beat slower, but he also thought of what Harry had just thought of. He opened his mouth, but did not spit out a word, and the three of them tacitly stopped discussing the topic. But at this moment, Harry suddenly felt that the idea of ​​pure blood was stupid.

Harry remembered what 'nearly headless' Nick said.

Professor Heppe never talked about his origin, but this did not prevent him from becoming the banner of Slytherin House, and students from other colleges liked him very much, but Harry didn't know if it was because Professor Heppe stayed every time. Due to less work...

"I said, stop thinking nonsense, don't take off your ridiculous hats, come and help." Hermione said again with a lesson in her waist.

Harry and Ron showed their faces reluctantly, Ron didn't want his name to be seen under 'vomit', and Harry just wanted to stay away from the Creevey brothers. He took a peek, and the "Harry Potter Admirers Club" behind him went to an empty building, leaving only an empty brown curtain.

Can't recruit people? Harry thought expectantly, and Ginny paced quietly over. "They've run out of presents."

"What?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Gift." Ginny said calmly. "As long as you become a member of the club, you can get a whole set of your photos for free, which I think is pretty good."

Harry glared at her. "You wouldn't--"

Ginny shrugged and admitted generously: "It's just a registration form. For those in need, it's actually a good deal."

Harry's face was suddenly on fire, and he was speechless.

"My set is under the table, you can take a look." Ginny covered her mouth and chuckled, "I went to Luna's place, and she found a bunch of butterbeer plugs somewhere and planned to make some necklaces... ...Well, I really have to persuade her."

Harry sat down slowly against the table, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a large box on which he was blinking playfully.

...

Felix squatted in front of a booth, and in front of him seven or eight boxes were lined up in a row, which were piled up neatly with dolls of various shapes. He looked at the dolls from the first row, and the dolls were obviously more jerky, and the proportions of the characters were still a little uncertain, and it could be seen that there were shadows of magic puppets, which might be the early works of the maker. Starting from the second row, it is much better, more delicate, and there are many other shapes. A vivid tree-protecting pot is walking around on the box, except that its head is a little crooked, and the leaves will glow. Lix couldn't fault anything else. And those glowing leaves were inlaid with ancient rune.

"You used the 'Soothing' circuit?" Felix asked with interest.

"Yes, Professor." Cedric was a little nervous. "I moved the contents of the twelve types of amulets that I have seen in class to this, and the effect is not bad." After speaking, he read out a jerky pronunciation, A leaf on the Hushu Luoguo suddenly burst into light, and the expressions of Felix, Cedric, and Qiu Zhang, who were enveloped by the halo, became calm.

"It's a little too strong," Felix commented.

Cedric smiled, "I occasionally use it when I practice Rune, it can calm down agitated emotions."

Felix nodded.

Then Cedric introduced him to the dolls on the shelf one by one, "These are made by me imitating magic puppets, but there are always problems with some connection parts, and the movements are not so smooth... Later, I designed more models, not only limited to combat Aspects, such as this doll with a swallowtail, its only function is to turn somersaults."

"The expression on his face was vivid," Felix said.

"I combined a part of Transfiguration," Cedric explained. "Using the Rune circuit to store magic power can last for a long time. It feels more convenient than alchemy."

Felix thought for a moment and asked, "Have you thought about where to work after graduation?"

Cedric said honestly, "I haven't figured it out yet."

"What do Mr and Mrs Diggory think?"

"My family wanted me to go to the Ministry of Magic, and my father worked in the Division for the Management and Control of Magical Creatures," Cedric said, "but Collins suggested that I join the Auror team, and Fred and George, who invited me to their Magic Tricks Workshop...but I'm not too interested in either."

"What about your own thoughts?"

Cedric looked at the doll on the table, his eyes gentle and focused.

"That's not bad," Felix said sympathetically.

The conversation with Cedric was very rewarding. He realized that it seemed that another branch of ancient Rune had appeared, which integrated ancient Rune and Transfiguration, and might cover alchemy, memory magic and other fields in the future. He only needed a slight push... Golem study?

Felix himself has made a lot of magic puppets, but obviously he does not intend to study it in depth, and handing this knowledge to someone who deserves it is the most ideal result.

Felix finally suggested to Cedric to take a look at the penultimate row of the forbidden area of ​​the library, "Remember to keep 'enthusiasm'." He warned before leaving.

"What does the last sentence of Professor Haipu mean, is it pure encouragement?" Qiu Zhang looked at Cedric in confusion, she didn't think so.

Cedric apparently thought so too. After thinking for a while, he suddenly smiled and said excitedly, "I think it's this." He raised his hand and drew a rune in the air, and the next second the rune symbol became A group of colorful and beautiful clouds jumped in his palm, looking like he was holding a flowing aurora.

"I guess Professor Heppe left some information there, and the 'Passion' rune is the key." Cedric affirmed.

"How did you think of it?" Qiu Zhang said excitedly.

Cedric stammered: "I told you, Fred and George have recently changed tricks to hide things in the castle, I know a little inside, one of the ways to open the treasure point is to use ancient Rune recites Latin poetry, and of course, thumping the belly of the armor with seventeen or eight times can also achieve the goal..."

Felix continued to stroll around the auditorium happily, not only students, but also many professors. The burly Hagrid and Muggle studies professor Bubagi stopped in front of a Muggle movie poster.

Professor Bubbage said something quickly, but Hagrid was visibly absent-minded. He kept staring at the poster: an old monkey standing on a protruding rock, holding up a newborn lion cub. , Beneath the rock are beasts bowing their heads.

Hagrid asked angrily, "Cartoon? Is it for children?"

The student swallowed, "Adults can watch it too, I think it's quite interesting."

"So—well," Hagrid waved his arms, "where can I see it? A magic projector?"

"The 'Future World' company has it, and Professor Hepu has also shown movies in class," the student whispered.

"Sounds good," Hagrid muttered. "If I want to show something much bigger—um—creature, do you have any good advice?"

"Oh, I think..." said the student in a vibrato, looking terrified. "Our club didn't consider recruiting members of that size..."

"Hello, Hagrid," Felix couldn't help but chime in.

Hagrid turned his head and said happily, "Fantastic! Felix, I just had a good idea, if I could make little Glop--" His face suddenly turned red, and the woolen hat on his head and the The whiskers on his chin couldn't hide it, "Cough, I mean if I show it to the big man in the forbidden forest, the effect will be good, at least it will save you a little temper..." he muttered.

"You can write and ask Remus, I remember the company was testing new products and needed a lot of feedback," Felix said.

Hagrid left happily.

As soon as Hagrid left, Professor Bubagi approached.

She took out a bulging envelope from her body, and said angrily, "Professor Haipu, help me pass it on to that big talker, and I'll let him take the initiative to admit his mistake!"

Felix blinked, "Keridi, some of his words still make sense."

"But he's so arrogant," said Professor Bubagi angrily. "Like I'm a little kid who doesn't understand anything. Listen, 'Only a fool would abandon the identity of a wizard', 'If technology can't be used by a wizard' If you don't use it, then it's only a threat.' Professor Hepp, who is that pen pal of yours? I really want to have a good chat with him face to face!"

Snape, who pretended to be passing by, froze. He stopped silently, and turned his head to look at the stall in front of him. It was a padded wooden stand with grilled fish stuck on it. Eyes were meeting him.

"Want a bunch, Professor Snape?" asked a little girl with courage.

Snape looked away from the dead fish's eyes, stared at Eleanor Branstone's face, and said coldly, "No need, Miss Branstone."

On the other side, Felix was patiently explaining to Professor Bubagi why his pen pal was reluctant to show up: "Keridi, you should know that in reality, there are always some people who are withdrawn and articulate, and are extremely repulsive to dealing with people... "

Professor Bubagi showed a skeptical expression, "Really? His language in the letter is still quite sharp."

"Some people just like to communicate through words and think more carefully," Felix said with a shrug.

Eleanor Branstone couldn't help looking curiously at Snape who looked like a sculpture, wondering if Professor Snape was losing face, she took out a small jar from her body and pulled out a blue wind chime with her wand. Grass-like flames, the flames circled the grilled fish twice, and the aroma was overflowing in an instant.

Snape's nose twitched slightly.

Eleanor Branstone looked at him encouragingly, as if waiting for him to speak, but Snape took two steps back with a cold face, revealing Warren, attracted by the scent.

"Walking Sniff Merchant!" cried Eleanor Branstone, pointing to Warren.

Warren puffed out his chest proudly, blinked his dark eyes, and pointed a little finger to the grilled fish on the shelf.

Eleanor Branstone handed it one with a grin.

Warren jumped on the table and glanced strangely at Snape who was beside him. Seeing that he didn't respond, he ate happily.

so delicious~

"Hey, Warren, you came here?" Felix and Professor Bubagi finished chatting, then turned around and followed Warren to the booth. He stared at the grilled fish and said to himself, "It looks good, do I have to sign up?" He lowered his head and asked Eleanor.

"You can also help hand out flyers." Eleanor cautiously pointed to several students not far away. They were from different colleges, but they all had one common feature: holding a grilled fish in one hand and a flyer in the other.

"Sounds fair enough," Felix said hesitantly. "Am I wrapping the recipe, I know a secret sauce that tastes quite... Severus?" he asked in surprise.

Snape looked at him indifferently.

"Of course, I heard that you were the developer of the Fishbone Curse—" Eleanor said.

"Stop, stop talking." Felix took out a piece of parchment from the ring with a stern face, "One hand for the fish and the other for the recipe, the deal?"

Eleanor Branstone blinked, "Deal." She glanced at Snape and handed over two sticks of grilled fish, "The extra is for you, Professor, you can give it to anyone you want. "

"Oh, thanks." Felix took it, took a bite on one of the grilled fish, and turned to Snape with a smile. "Want to try it? I can guarantee it's delicious."

A little bit about this episode:

1. Mafalda is derived from a character that Rowling abandoned, because foreign cousins ​​are a word, so Mafalda's surname is actually uncertain (I didn't find it myself), and domestic materials are uniformly translated into cousins , I also used it like this, and derived the plot in the book, which I personally think is more interesting;

2. The content of these two days is the student club. The reason is that Felix does not want the students of Slytherin Academy to be isolated because of the war, so it is not easy to write it down.

In order to avoid water, the two chapters are interspersed with a lot of useful information: such as the new trend of classroom 7; Peeves represents the will of the students; Dumbledore learned about Felix and Grindelwald correspondence; S.P.E.W. The magic alliance; Mafalda's life experience; Golemology, a branch of ancient Rune, and it is implied that Professor Bubagi discussed some issues of magic cultivation with Grindelwald under the help of Felix.