A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 176: Test

Felix smiled, "Anytime, Potter, I will move in and be your temporary companion. But I have to go back to school first and arrange some things. You can also think about your own schedule. "

He stood up, "The special training will be tough, Potter, be mentally prepared. From my personal experience, the period after the magic riot is an excellent time to learn spells, and you will make rapid progress. "

Harry agreed without any hesitation.

Felix found Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, a bent and wrinkled wizard. Under his suggestion, Felix chose room 12, which was next door to Harry. .

He waved to Harry who was standing on the stairs, turned and walked out of the bar, and returned to the office by the public fireplace.

He sorted out his recent work. In addition to trying to add the looking glass into the course, he also thought of some good ideas. He rolled these half-finished plans together and stuffed them into rings.

Then, he looked at the observation records of the wand tree. This is what he and Professor Flitwick do every day, but this work will be handed over to Flitwick for the time being.

So he came to Professor Charms' office and informed Flitwick of his time conflict. The short professor quickly agreed, and he smacked his lips and said, "Magic riots... I don't know what happened to Potter , with you by that child's side, Minerva will feel at ease."

Felix then saw Snape in the school, striding forward with his black robes floating behind him.

"Severus?" He went up to greet him: "You came back so early?" He knew that Snape would go home for the summer vacation every year, and he usually returned to school on the first day of school.

Snape said with a stern face, suppressing the dissatisfaction in his heart: "You have to ask our respected Headmaster Dumbledore, he is the one who called me back to brew a disgusting potion. "

He was in a bad mood at the moment, threw off the cloak and slid away quickly.

The disgusting potion, what could it be? Felix watched his back curiously.

Ten minutes later, Felix returned to Diagon Alley. He knocked on room eleven and saw that Harry's bed was full of clutter, textbooks for various subjects, parchment, ink bottles, and a broom maintenance kit.

"Professor, I'm checking my homework. Well, I have three History of Magic papers, two Potions papers, and a Charms paper left."

"A History of Magic..."

Harry could clearly hear Professor Hemp humming disapprovingly, but the professor didn't say much, and he sat down opposite him.

"Time is precious, Potter," Felix said, "and I will guide you through your homework—at your leisure."

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The owner of the Leaky Cauldron offers an empty basement, which according to him has been abandoned for a long time.

Old Tom hunched his back and showed a toothless smile: "I remember there are still some protective magic here, but it may be invalid, and you need to deal with it yourself."

He snapped his fingers a few times, and the torch on the wall lit up. Then he bowed and stepped back.

With a wave of his wand, Felix cleared the room of accumulated dust and cobwebs. Smoothed out a few damaged floors. When his wand touched the floor, the ground heaved like a wave, and Harry seemed to be in a small boat, which reminded him of the first time Hagrid had taken him on a boat.

When everything quiets down, the wooden floor turns into an exotic carpet.

Harry took a few steps back and forth, but the feeling was not as soft as expected. Professor Haipe explained: "I can't get some cushions for you to practice magic comfortably."

Under his gaze, some odds and ends flew out of Professor Heppe's ring, and they danced and turned into a small square table, two armchairs, and some human-shaped targets.

At this moment, Felix was sitting on a chair, watching him from behind the square table.

"Now, Potter, let's practice your best spell a hundred times."

Harry's hand holding the wand trembled unnaturally, which seemed to be different from his thoughts...

He also thought that he would dodge the professor's attack in embarrassment, like a jumping chipmunk, while Professor Haip cast the spell calmly, showing his strength to his heart's content.

But now, Professor Haipu behaved like a scholar, sitting quietly on a chair, and if he wore gold-rimmed glasses, he would be more like a teacher he saw in a Muggle school.

Harry looked at the target seven or eight meters away from him. He waved his wand and shouted loudly: "Expelliarmus!" A red light flew out from the tip of the wand and hit the wall. two feet.

"Uh, sorry, I missed."

"It's okay, continue."

So Harry waved his wand continuously, and streaks of red light flew out, and after almost half an hour, he yelled weakly in a hoarse voice: "Expelliarmus..." As a result, his wand only sprayed out one shot. String of sparks.

"Okay, let's stop for a while and sit here." Felix said.

Harry walked wearily to the other side of the square table and sat down. He looked at Professor Haip opposite, who was writing and drawing on parchment. After a while, he raised his head, "I know enough about your spell, very good, we have completed the first step of the test."

"It was just a test?" Harry yelled in surprise, he was exhausted, every cell in his body was screaming desperately.

Felix hooked the corners of his lips, and said softly in a seductive tone: "Potter, at your age, my understanding of disarming spells is no less than that of ordinary adult wizards, and you fully have the potential. "

"Except for the Disarming Curse, as you said yourself, it is not considered a proficient Iron Armor Curse."

"There is also the Locking Curse, I can even give you one or two simple and practical spells..."

Harry swallowed ~IndoMTL.com~ With the help of the bright firelight in the basement, although it was a bit disrespectful, he felt that he saw the smile of the devil.

But he had to admit that he was moved.

Professor Haipu didn't say what it would be like to learn these spells, but he couldn't help thinking about it, the admiration of his classmates, the extra points in class, maybe he still has the opportunity to show his ability in front of the girl he likes...

He said with a trembling voice: "Professor, I will follow your arrangement." He felt that his tone was full of tragedy when he spoke, as if he was about to go to the execution ground.

Felix took out a piece of chocolate and handed it to him: "Eat something first, let's do the second test."

Ten minutes later.

Felix and Harry were seven or eight meters apart, facing each other.

"Potter, we are here to test the maximum power of your spell this time. You have to fully mobilize your emotions, remember what was mentioned in the dueling class? Determination, confidence, and most importantly, the disarm spell is to protect yourself, Let the enemy lose the ability to hurt you."

Harry nodded, he took a deep breath, and imagined that Malfoy was standing opposite him, and he suddenly turned into a troll with perkin hair, waving a stick and walking towards him...

"Puchi!" He suddenly laughed, "Uh, sorry."

I have been brewing emotions for a while——

"Disarm you!"

Harry shouted at the top of his lungs, a finger-thin red light rushed straight towards Felix, and was stopped by an invisible barrier.

After trembling a few times, the red light became as thin as a hair. Felix almost thought he had failed, but in the next second, a scorching beam of light flew out from Harry's wand, spanning seven or eight meters , and instantly hit Felix's Iron Armor Curse.

Two spells were wrestling in mid-air, and the low roar echoed continuously in the basement.