A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 289: brewing

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"Professor, are you planning to capture Sirius Black?" Fred asked.

Felix looked at him unexpectedly, "Guess it?"

Fred said without thinking, "Me and George, oh, and Lee Jordan, we thought you'd have to do something, you know, after that day..." He rolled his eyes.

"Everyone was talking a lot, and they were quite frightened." George continued, and he said with a look of admiration: "Blake appeared in the open space in front of the castle, and pretended to be a Muggle boy, how brave he is! Big!"

Felix doesn't know how the little wizard thinks about this attack. Last weekend was too fulfilling. He didn't go to the auditorium for dinner, so he didn't know the latest gossip.

It seems that Dumbledore has no intention of dispelling the rumors at all. This kind of public opinion will reassure Peter Pettigrew, who is hiding in the dark, but there are advantages and disadvantages. .

In peaceful times, the Ministry of Magic represents orthodoxy, and name is more useful than strength. But once the war comes and the Ministry of Magic is disqualified, personal strength will overwhelm everything, and his reputation will shine throughout the entire magic world like a brilliant sun.

Castle Auditorium.

Harry poked a potato hard, covered it with sauce, and suddenly lost his appetite.

"They look at me like some kind of rare magical animal!"

"No, it's the lucky one." Ron cut open the sausage on the plate, drank a big mouthful of thick soup, and said with a smile: "In their eyes, you are like three dogs who just came from three dogs Escape from the big mouth."

Harry grinned, and he suddenly thought of the picture of the shrunken three-headed dog being frantically brushed by Ron.

Hermione glanced at the two of them, "Speaking of Fantastic Beasts, we can just meet Hagrid in the Protection of Fantastic Creatures class and ask about the progress of Buckbeak's case."

"Didn't you already pay the fine?" Ron asked, and he commented objectively: "This is already the best result, Hermione."

Harry agreed with this, and Buckbeak's troubles could be solved by spending a little money, which he believed Hagrid would not care about.

"It's hard to say. Although the money was collected, the Ministry of Magic has been dragging its feet and not giving a formal conclusion. Hagrid has been absent-minded recently."

Harry recalled, "I think Hagrid is in pretty good shape, and no more Flobber caterpillars." He and Ron's ban is still there, and he can only see Hagrid in class these days, Last class they learned about fire crabs.

Although the name "crab", this magical creature native to Fiji looks very much like a large turtle with a shell studded with jewels.

Hagrid introduced at the time: "If it wasn't for the different living environment, Sniff would definitely love this creature to death. Oh, Sniff is a little thing that loves treasure hunting. I will introduce it to you some other day..."

"That's because Professor Hap and I helped check it out," Hermione waved a fork, "I can't believe that he actually mixed the manticore into the teaching plan."

"Uh, a scorpion with a human head...what's that?" Harry asked blankly.

"It's a manticore," Ron said the correct name in one breath, and he said with fear, "Charlie told me when I was a child that it is one of the few magical creatures that can rival dragons." , scorpion tails are highly poisonous, their teeth are particularly sharp, and their hides naturally repel most spells!"

Harry believed Ron's words, because Ron could rarely speak the characteristics of a magical creature fluently, he was just curious: "Is there such a creature in the Forbidden Forest?"

The last time he expressed a similar question was when he knew that there was a nest of giant eight-eyed spiders in the Forbidden Forest.

"The Forbidden Forest is very big, Harry." Hermione explained, and then said angrily: "Hagrid later argued that he was wrong and that he was just studying it. I would like to see if he can study it." What happened..."

Harry and Ron looked at each other and ate their food. Hermione in this state can't be persuaded, she has a lot of reasons waiting for you.

Harry took a moment to glance at the teacher's seat. Snape sat far away from Professor Haip, with his body turned to one side, and he only picked the plate on the left when he took food. Are you dodging?

What happened, he recalled what he saw in Professor Haipu's eyes - Professor Lupine and Snape confronted each other, but when he inquired about the news, Professor Haipu said perfunctorily that he wanted to More, everything works fine.

He stared at Snape's face and thought, This is not normal. He felt that he had one more task, to observe Professor Lupine's state in this afternoon's Defense Against the Dark Arts class...

He was lost in thought, and it took him a long time to see Snape staring at him with terrifying eyes, Harry quickly lowered his head.

"Huh~"

Snape snorted, his mood became brighter, but soon the bad mood took over all his thoughts again. He suspected that he was under the Confusion Curse, otherwise why would he agree to go to the Three Broomsticks with that kid?

More importantly, he couldn't remember if he said something he shouldn't have said.

His memory is a little fuzzy. In his impression, Rosmerta recommended a mead, "You must definitely try it. Various flower petals are added in it, such as roses, violets, hibiscus, iris, asphodel... the taste Excellent, not intoxicating." She said enthusiastically.

'Liar. ’

In the evening, Felix sat quietly in his office, studying the Marauder's Map.

Suddenly a flame ignited in the fireplace, and the orange flames condensed into a blurred face, "Let me come here, Felix!"

He raised his head from his desk, "You can't abuse the Floo network, you might be caught by the Ministry of Magic."

"Are you talking about yourself? You were reading a book last night, smelling of alcohol..." The voice chattered on the other side.

Felix waved his wand, and the next second, Sirius emerged from the fireplace.

"Ahem!"

Sirius' robes were covered with dust, and his face was dirty, "Clean it up!" He pointed his wand at himself and became clean again.

Seeing the Marauder's Map in Felix's hand, he stared and said in surprise, "You got it?"

"Well, good luck."

"Did you find him?" Sirius whispered, his breath held and his body tensing unnaturally.

"Not yet, I checked and found nothing." Felix continued to lower his head to study, tapping the parchment lightly with his fingertips, "I guess Peter Pettigrew hid in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, or simply found a new one." Wizard family."

Sirius collapsed on the sofa, and said dejectedly: "Then what are you going to do? Or if I surrender to the Ministry of Magic, with Dumbledore's testimony, they will at least listen to it?"

Felix glanced up at him, but said nothing.

"Okay." Sirius stood up, looked at the furnishings in the office, and muttered softly: "Old old fashioned."

He stood in front of a half-person-high portrait, which was only half finished, and he "tsk tsk" twice, "You also have this hobby, hang yourself up?"

"That's for St. Mungo's," said Felix without looking up.

"Because why, you're still a therapist? Studying how to tie people up?"

"There are newspaper clippings on the workbench. Besides, if you talk nonsense, I will kick you away."

Sirius curled his lips, picked up the newspaper and read it. After a while, he was slightly silent, "Frank and Alice, I didn't know they went through this... this **** war!" He cursed in a low voice, "Voldemort sucks, luckily he's dead."

Putting down the newspaper, he saw a golden bauble on the workbench, his eyes lit up, "Can I pick it up and have a look?"

"As long as you don't bite it with your mouth, it has been baptized."

Sirius "cut": "I'm just a dog in the form of an Animagus, and I don't have the habit of grinding my teeth." He said guiltily, reaching out to pick up the old golden snitch on the table, half of its wings were broken The other half of the intact wing fluttered after a long time, looking weak.

After a while, Sirius leaned over and asked cautiously: "About that snitch...do you have any plans to fix it?"

"Maybe," Felix replied casually, "I found it in a huge garbage dump, and I want to take it apart and study it."

"How can there be a golden snitch in the garbage dump? Forget it...how much?"

"What?"

"I'm asking how much this thing is. Of course, I want to fix it. It's better to add some weird magic to make it more interesting. I can come up with an idea, and we will finish it together."

"Are you going to give it to someone?" Felix stared at Sirius, smiled and said, "To Harry?"

"It's still half a year... I don't know how things changed at that time, maybe I was still hiding," Sirius dodged his gaze, "Although I am not a qualified godfather, I still have to do it." Something, like a Firebolt, I thought, even if I can't be by his side, at least—"

"You sent the Firebolt?" Felix asked in surprise.

"It was me, by owl mail, Crookshanks was very helpful," explained Sirius.

After thinking about it, Felix agreed: "No problem. Well, come here, I need your experience—" He pointed to the Marauder's Map, "I'm going to cast an alarm spell on it , if a specific person enters the range of the map, an alert will be issued."

In fact, he still has some plans, but the alarm spell is the most convenient method with the highest probability of success. He caught Peter Pettigrew, and he has plenty of time to test his ideas.

"That's a good idea!" Sirius was really attracted, "It's impossible for us to keep an eye on the map anytime anywhere~IndoMTL.com~ What if he sneaks in in the middle of the night? Although it can be handed over to Kreacher," he was full of malice Man said: "His brain is completely abnormal, and he got too many crazy ideas from the portrait of my mother..."

"The job of tidying up is not going well?"

Sirius snorted twice, "Strange, isn't it? I always thought that Kreacher was the master of the house, just as rotten, decayed, stubborn..."

"That's far away, let's talk about the alarm spell, there is a problem at present..."

Sirius looked at him, and Felix said: "You have added a lot of spells, and these magical powers have been intertwined and fused with each other for a long time. Turned to ashes."

"I can provide the method of making the Marauder's Map." Sirius said immediately.

"It's not that simple. I want to know more about the order in which you cast the spells." Felix said.

Sirius pondered for a while, then he said slowly: "I can only recall part of it, the dementors have a great influence on me. You'd better ask Remus, he is more careful."