A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 42: Quidditch and 2 raids

The next week flew by quickly, and everyone was so busy.

Felix had to focus more on the fifth and seventh grades, after all, this year was related to the future of a little wizard. Of course, he also sincerely hoped that more people would be engaged in rune research—not old-fashioned translations, but research like his.

He also takes care of the little devil's net, and at the same time infuses the Whomping Willow branches with magic power, which is related to the success or failure of his first rune creation.

There is also the instant kill skill, and you can't give up.

Many banned books in the library are still waiting for him to screen and read...

Everyone else was busy too. Harry was busy with Quidditch training. As the first game approached, the entire Gryffindor Quidditch team became restless. A period of time in the evening to practice.

In addition to daily practice runes and searching for information on monsters in the Chamber of Secrets, Hermione also took time to find a certain professor for his signature.

She successfully obtained an autograph from Professor Lockhart, and with slightly exaggerated praise, Lockhart signed his own name without even reading the note.

"You caught the last ghoul with a tea strainer, you were so clever..." Thinking of what she said, Hermione blushed a little.

Fortunately, the project of making compound decoction started smoothly.

"It will take about a month to finish, around Christmas." Hermione said cheerfully.

Harry and Ron squatted on the bathroom floor with a sad face. The environment here was really bad.

In the days that followed, the school was calm and there was no new attack, nor did an unknown monster suddenly jump out and turn the little wizards into stone.

The little wizards also lost interest in the legends and anecdotes from a thousand years ago, and even suspected that the last incident was a bad prank. After all, the victim was Filch's cat, the most unlovable castle administrator. The "accomplice" of the party members.

A little wizard has already sworn that before the incident, he saw a sneaky figure hovering on the third floor, holding a piece of cake in his hand, which must have been mixed with petrochemicals!

This kind of rumor spread faster than the truth, so within a week, everyone was discussing what kind of petrochemical potion could achieve a similar effect, leaving Dumbledore helpless and could only wait for the mandrake to mature Configure the antidote.

But the Hogwarts professors knew the truth of the matter. They spent a week searching the entire castle, but found nothing. So I can only order the prefects to take responsibility and do a good job of propaganda.

In a Gryffindor meeting, Percy cited the example of his brother wandering near the abandoned girls' bathroom to illustrate the irrationality and danger of such behavior.

The scene was so hot that Ron almost got into a fight with his brother.

"You shameless careerist, you only care about your own power! I'm your younger brother! Your younger brother! You are a power animal through and through!" Ron cursed loudly with red ears.

"I'm a Gryffindor prefect! I have to think about the badge on my chest, understand you idiot!" Percy yelled, also with red ears.

"You went too! You went to the girls' bathroom too!"

"I am performing the duties of a prefect! Ten points will be deducted from Gryffindor!"

But in general, Hogwarts is harmonious and friendly.

The calm continued until Saturday's first Quidditch game of the school year.

This Quidditch has attracted much attention. First, the two sides are Gryffindor and Slytherin, two old rivals. The most advanced broom on the market - Nimbus 2001.

The other two teams wanted to witness the power of Nimbus 2001 in the game.

Felix didn't come, he just stood outside the tower and glanced at it from a distance.

His lack of interest in Quidditch wasn't because he failed his first-year flying class, there wasn't any causal relationship between the two.

He just likes to be quiet and not to move, and he doesn't like places that are too noisy.

But Felix still wants to complain about the course arrangement of Hogwarts, why is the flying course only available in the first year? This made it impossible for him to score points.

He is flying steadily now, okay?

That afternoon, he heard a big news, Harry Potter was injured on the court, his arm was comminuted and broken, the kind that shattered into slag.

Thanks to Professor Lockhart's fearlessness in the face of danger, he used powerful magic to pull out the shattered bones on Harry's arm, which saved the career of Gryffindor's talented Seeker.

"It's all bullshit!"

In the evening, Hermione said indignantly that this incident completely broke her fan filter, and Lockhart has been black all his life ever since.

The truth of the matter is that Harry simply broke his arm, something that could be solved with a healing spell, but with Lockhart's "enthusiastic help", he had to stay in the school hospital and take "Osteogens" allow bones to grow back.

Felix could not help but shudder at the thought of the sewer smell of bone growth agent.

That night ~IndoMTL.com~ Felix sent the little witch away and was about to watch a movie to cultivate his sentiments. Dumbledore's phoenix patron saint flew in from the window.

The patron saint appeared in front of him, and Dumbledore's serious voice came from his mouth.

"Felix, come quickly to Professor Common Room, an emergency has occurred."

When Felix arrived quickly, a lot of professors had already gathered in this office. They were obviously in a hurry, and some of them were still in their pajamas.

Dumbledore sat at the table with a solemn expression, his eyes half closed, and Professor McGonagall kept rubbing his hands.

"What happened?" Felix moved closer to Snape and asked in a low voice.

Snape glanced at him first, and then said softly: "The attack happened again, the second attack."

Felix looked serious.

"Who is it?"

"Colin Creevey, that Potter fanatic."

Felix had no impression of him at all, and Professor McGonagall said sadly, "He just entered school this year and has always admired Harry... Yes, he always carries a camera with him. I was very impressed... I heard that he has mailed three photo albums home. Oh, my God!"

Felix picked up the broken camera on the table, and a strong burnt smell hit his face.

After another ten minutes, a cheerful and joyful voice pushed open the door, "Did I miss something?"

Lockhart, who was wearing golden pajamas, walked into the room and was slightly taken aback, "There are so many people!" But his next sentence made all the professors glared at him. Pajama party?"

"I'm the best at this, and have a lot of experience with it!" Lockhart blinked, showing his trademark toothy grin.