A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 635: Discussion
The students left one by one with the materials, and the last one to leave closed the door,
Boom.
The staff lounge fell into silence, except for Professor Binns, who was leaning against the fire and making liver noises, with a peaceful expression. However, this tranquility was quickly broken, and Felix leaned back on the chair, "Do you want a cup of tea, everyone?"
Professor McGonagall, Snape and Grindelwald raised their heads with different expressions.
I don't mind," Grindelwald said unhurriedly, "You can write the inspection report whenever you want. "
Professor McGonagall's sharp gaze immediately moved away from Felix, as if he had found a new focus. "I have to remind you, Professor Bagshot, that you have been dragging this matter on for weeks." "Thank you, Minerva," Grindelwald said politely and perfunctorily, "I just have new ideas every time I think about it." Comprehension..."
"It seems that Mr. Bagshot is still a person who pursues perfection," Snape said flatly, "It's a pity that I didn't hear about your reputation before."
"I didn't stay in the UK for a long time, it was too forced, and the weather was not good." Grindelwald said.
"Click."
Several people turned their heads, and Felix calmly bit off half of a crispy biscuit. While they were talking, three plates of pastries, two pots of hot tea and four cups were placed on the table, "I don't think there is any need to consider Professor Binns for the time being, unless any of you want him to join the chat...
No one paid him any attention.
Grindelwald poured himself a cup of honey tea, Snape stared at the light halo on the table, the fourth plate was trying to break free from the table, Felix took the plate with the smiling cat face The ice-cold jelly was pushed over to Professor McGonagall to make room for the fried jelly donut.
"An alternative food summoning spell?" Snape asked.
"I invented it," said Felix. "The secret is to discuss it with the house-elves beforehand...I added an aperture on purpose to make it look more magical."
Professor McGonagall was somewhat disapproving.
"Felix," she looked down at the soft and bouncy cat jelly for a while, pursed her lips and said, "I have to communicate with you about the teaching plan, the transformation of Animagus is extremely dangerous—"
"Minerva, I believe in your eyesight, with the two of us watching." Felix said: "And I still insist on my point of view, the biggest obstacle for Animagus is not those tedious preparations Work, but how to control the wildness that emerges from the heart during the first transformation, and ninety percent of the dangers occur at this stage.”
"I completely agree, Felix," said Professor McGonagall, and then asked with some doubts: "You also mastered the Animagus?" I sorted out the notes and gave them to the students.
"That's it."
"Is it?" Professor McGonagall gasped and knocked over the cup in front of her. She waved her wand, and the cup immediately returned to its original shape. She asked without looking at it: "What is your deformation form?"
"A swift," said Felix without thinking.
"I have never seen your name in the announcement issued by the Animagus registry." Professor McGonagall said solemnly: "So I have made major mistakes in a row in my teaching career, a total of four The students practiced illegal Animagus right under my nose?"
"Well, to be precise. I don't know if I'm practicing Animagus. As for the registration, Ms. Granger is too busy recently, so I'm too embarrassed to bother her." Felix began to make up nonsense .
Professor McGonagall stared at Felix, his chest rising and falling rhythmically.
Snape and Grindelwald were silent at this time, quietly eavesdropping on their conversation. As far as Snape knew, Felix hadn't learned about Animagus at school, at least not at school. Because his mouth has never been idle, he always asks questions,
He remembered that Felix had also received a nickname for this, which seemed to be called the wandering Sphinx?
But he is not allowed to take a vacation, or do something privately after graduation. It is entirely possible that Grindelwald thought of Dumbledore's Animagus.
"... Therefore, if students experience this feeling of losing control, it will help them maintain their sanity when the real Animagus transforms." Seeing that Professor McGonagall has not let go, Felix Snape turned to Snape.
"But," Snape put down his teacup, said unhurriedly: "How do you grasp the middle scale, don't tell me... You got inspiration from that Death Eater punishing students for violating the rules."
Felix knew that the Death Eater he was referring to was Crouch Jr., who had disguised himself as Moody and turned Draco Malfoy into a ferret shortly after the start of school .
That's right," said Professor McGonagall, with a hint of trembling in his voice, "I don't think you'll forget the bad experience of the witch Hicks Craurian, right? "
Felix looked at her suspiciously.
"What's that?"
"Claurian was a witch in the twenties. She made a serious mistake in her first Animagus transformation. She was driven out of her mind by the uncontrollable wildness in her heart. Her family didn't know until a week later. Found it wrong, realized that there was a storm during that time, and their daughter was practicing Animagus at that time...
"And then?"
"They found Clorian and restored her to human form, but she was completely delirious and had to be treated in St. Mungo's for three months before recovering." Professor McGonagall said seriously, "She is even Fortunately, there is evidence that over the past century more than seven disappearances of wizards have been suspected of being connected to failed Animagus transformations."
Felix is thoughtful.
"I think this story tells us how important it is to have a reliable brain and friends...Minerva, I'm more curious about how Clarion's parents found her, because as usual, she was The state is no different from a real beast.
Professor McGonagall gave him a hard look and said angrily.
"Because Clarion's parents insisted on casting the magic of compulsive appearance on every animal they saw, and insisted on it for three days, and then found a cow happily eating wild strawberries one kilometer away, The stripes on it are exactly the same as my daughter's favorite clothes."
"...Claurian, who recovered, was terrified of that experience, and refused to perform the Animagus Transfiguration for the rest of her life, so the Ministry of Magic did not register her name."
Maybe that deformed form is really useless... Felix thought to himself, he said in a relaxed tone:
"Okay, I admit the story is scary, and the feeling of being out of control is terrible, but you don't think you can let the students run away with the two of us? If you really insist, we can set up a control Think about it as a group, Minerva, we are fully capable of controlling the danger within a reasonable range, and once successful, the new practice method will greatly improve the safety of Animagus itself."
After a moment of silence, Professor McGonagall loosened his will.
Although she is usually a bit rigid, it is a habit she has developed when dealing with mischievous students. She herself also has the characteristics of Ravenclaw, and she was almost assigned to Ravenclaw College when she entered school. Her attitude towards knowledge is rigid, and she never lacks courage,
Otherwise she would not have mastered the Animagus.
What made her hesitate was that she wasn't sure if, and how much, she wanted to risk her students. She looked at Felix, who smiled confidently.
Then come up with your plan," Professor McGonagall said, "I won't agree with even the slightest problem. "
"No problem," said Felix cheerfully, "I bet those students never read the material, so we have a lot of time"
The door was pushed open from the outside.
"It's so lively, I heard it from outside," the tall Slughorn squeezed in panting, holding a small fruit basket in his hand,
"So you guys are hiding here, I said why I couldn't find anyone after dinner..." When he saw Grindelwald, he had a alert expression on his face.
"Horace." Professor McGonagall said, with a faint blush on his face, "someone sent you something again?"
"Well, you said this?" Slughorn rarely boasted of his contacts, but fiddled with the buttons on his vest uneasily, and said in a low voice, "Carlota Pinkstone sent Yes, I met her when I was young, and she was not so crazy... stubborn."
He put the small flower basket on the table, and tore off the wrapping paper, revealing the candy money inside.
"Ah, it's my favorite, you're welcome." He said, nimbly picked up a piece of dried pineapple sprinkled with icing sugar with his fat fingers, poured himself a cup of tea with his other free hand, and bowed his head lightly. I sniffed lightly, "Honey tea is really a perfect match."
So, what are you talking about? If you don't mind, I'd like to introduce you to the small party I'm preparing for Christmas, where many celebrities will be invited," he secretly glanced at Felix.
"Thanks, Horace." Professor McGonagall said disapprovingly. She had worked with Slughorn for many years and knew the potion master's temperament very well. "It can be seen that retirement for many years has not made your teaching ability rusty, and you are still able to handle it with ease."
"To be honest, I'm not used to it." Slughorn said with a smile: "It's changed a lot from before I retired, for example... good seedlings are picked away, which is natural. Many excellent colleagues.
In the evening, after finishing Quidditch training, Harry, Ron, and Ginny trudged back to the common room.
"Did the training go well?" Hermione asked while reading the Animagus information. She waved her wand, and the mud and dusty faces of the three of Harry became clean and refreshed. She is now proficient at using silent spells.
"Thanks," Ginny said weakly, "except for Harry and Katie, everyone's state is ups and downs. If we are lucky, we can score an amazing score; ’ she shrugged.
Harry was too tired to talk. He shouted tactics all day long, but there seemed to be something wrong with his voice, and it hurt even to swallow his saliva.
Hermione raised her head and glanced at them, and said calmly: "Although it's a bit unreasonable, I still suggest that you set aside some time to read the materials the professor gave us, and don't prepare nothing by then.
"Hermione, we know it." Ron slumped on the sofa chair and said carelessly: "The most important thing now is Quidditch! You don't understand, we have a fight with Malfoy, I'm dreaming I want to hit him with a Bludger in the face,"
"Are you going to take the batsman's job? What about the goal, let it learn how to dodge the Quaffle by itself?" said Hermione sharply.
Harry smiled silently, but quickly restrained his smile, he thought it would be wise to keep Ron fighting.
"So I told Perks and Gut the details of my dream," said Ron, rolling his eyes, as Hermione pulled a book from the stack,
Read from the middle. "They were so inspired to decide to grant my wish. You're welcome, Harry." He waved Harry.
Hermione snorted, leaned over and grabbed another book, carefully counted the pages, and then lowered her head to take notes.
"Hermione, how did you do it?" Harry asked hoarsely.
"Oh, what?"
"Read several books at the same time."
"They're supposed to go together," Hermione explained. "Aren't you used to the professor's style? He's always liked—one"
"There are still notes?" Ginny leaned over, looked at the documents in front of Hermione, and asked curiously, and then she read out what she saw with a bit of a tongue, "About the reasons for keeping your emotions calm ~IndoMTL.com~Refer to Chapter 12 "Don't study magic when you are in a bad mood" of "The Encyclopedia of Spells Invented by the Spell Experimental Committee"."
Harry exclaimed in disbelief, "Is this all in the files?" He felt his **** start to smoke.
"Almost every page has... oh, just the first third, the part provided by Professor McGonagall has no annotations, she wrote it all on it. In fact, Professor McGonagall only added safety matters and failure cases, And her personal review notes."
Several people looked at each other in blank dismay. After a long time, there was a loud "bang!", and Ron rolled over from behind the chair.
"Are you all right, Ron?" Harry pulled him up from the ground with half concern and half amusedness, and Ron still had a shocked expression on his face when he stood up.
"I still want to wait until the game is over and stay up late to read the materials, but now I can't read them at all." Ron said palely, and then said as if seeing a savior, "Hermione, you must take the notes Lend it to us."
Almost in the blink of an eye, it's the weekend.
The ceiling of the auditorium is a blue sky with white clouds, which means that today is a good day. When Harry and the others came down, the Gryffindor students greeted them warmly, and Harry also saw Luna. He sincerely hoped that a miracle would happen, such as Professor McGonagall wanted to host the game on a whim. ...
When he changed his uniform in the locker room and led the trembling players into the field, the cold wind blew his hair, and his heart was completely calm,
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