A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 202: Letters and Research

Ron leaned over to look at the parchment, and said unexpectedly: "Why is there my father's name?"

On the parchment, the names of James Potter and Sirius Black occupy the center, and various related characters are drawn from their names. The name of the source, such as 'Mr. Weasley', 'Minister Fudge', 'Professor Lupine'.

Harry explained: "Before boarding the train, Mr. Weasley told me to be wary of Sirius and made me swear not to look for him. He must know more things."

"Should I write a letter to Dad?" Ron asked tremblingly. To be honest, he was a little afraid.

"I think—"

"Potter! Come here." Professor McGonagall came in from outside and waved to Harry.

The two went to the corner to whisper, and Harry's voice became more and more excited.

After a while, he came back, put a looking glass on the table with a gloomy expression, picked up a quill and added a new name 'Professor McGonagall' on the parchment.

"She knew it too, but she fooled me like a child."

Hermione looked at the pocket looking glass, and suddenly said: "This is made by Professor Happe, commissioned by Dumbledore, and it contains Sirius Black's hair."

She promised Professor Hemp not to disclose in advance, but since the looking glass has been sent to Harry, there is no need to conceal it.

Harry laughed angrily, "So, everyone is trying to keep my client in the dark?"

"Come on, Harry, they have their reasons. But we can look up the past ourselves, too, can't we?" said Hermione.

Ron's eyes widened, "Do you know what you're talking about, Hermione?"

"This is very important, Ron. We may be able to analyze valuable information from it, such as the magic that Sirius Black is good at. If we encounter a narrow road, it is better than knowing nothing about him." Hermione Assign tasks domineeringly: "Ron, you write to your father, and Harry works from Professor Lupine."

"What about you?" Ron asked sensitively.

"I'll ask Professor Hemp if he knows something, but it's unlikely. When he entered school, Harry's father had already graduated." Hermione snapped her fingers and said, "By the way, there is also Hagrid. , Do you remember? The night Malfoy was injured, we ran to comfort Hagrid, and he kicked us out excitedly."

Ron said with a face of approval: "This trick works, Hagrid has a big mouth, he will miss it."

Harry suddenly reminded the two of them: "Snape must know it too. He hates my father, and he also hates Professor Lupine, maybe..."

"That's a good idea, we ran to him and asked him - dear Professor Snape, did you get spanked by a man named James Potter in school? We want to know more about him A friend of..."

Harry was speechless.

Neville walked in, a letter in his hand. After looking around, he came to the three of them.

"Grandmother's letter is addressed to Professor Haipu. I don't know if I should give it to him." Neville showed a hesitant expression on his round face.

…

Felix saw the letter the next day. He opened the envelope in front of Neville and pulled out the letter paper.

Neville stared at him intently, "What did she say?"

"Ask me to Mrs. Puddiffe's teahouse on weekends, and we will meet and discuss in detail." Felix smiled.

Neville swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "I, can I follow, this is about me, isn't it?" He barely managed to say the words Harry and the three made for him yesterday.

"Oh, no, you are not allowed into Hogsmeade yet."

…

"That's all you agreed to? Didn't try again?" Harry said with his eyes wide open.

"I, I..." Neville stammered, "I think what Professor Haip said makes sense. I'm really not allowed to go to Hogsmeade village."

"You can ask him to take you with him, he is a professor!"

"I didn't expect..." Neville said, rubbing the back of his head.

Harry was sulking all by himself.

On the other side, Felix was looking at a glass bottle with great interest.

Three days later, the acromantula inside was as big as a walnut.

"I know you can understand me, Mr. Acromantula," Felix said.

"Wizard, what do you want to do?" the acromantula said roughly, its pair of big pincers kept opening and closing, making a "click, click" sound.

"A lot, but I need your cooperation."

"Impossible, wizard, you cannot insult me," it said viciously, waving its claws angrily.

If you say this in terms of its original size, it must be very intimidating.

Felix smiled, "I want to remind you, you attacked me first, and the reason why you are kept is because you are still useful, if you are useless..."

The acromantula became nervous, and it once again remembered the fear of being tortured (reduced) by this wizard, "So, you will let me go?"

"If it's satisfying, why not? Do you look delicious?"

"Okay, I agree." It quickly changed its tune.

"Next, I will stimulate you a little bit with magic power to restore you to your original state. You have to describe the corresponding feeling, understand?"

"...Understood."

From Felix's perspective, there is a blue magic power entrenched in the body of the acromantula, which looks extremely orderly, like chains, preventing its body from recovering, but this magic power is dissipating at an extremely slow rate.

After all, this magical power is the source of no water, and the giant spider itself is a magical creature with magical power in its body, and it is desperately trying to get rid of the confinement on its body.

The later the process, the faster it will be. From the data obtained in the previous three days, the time is between 5 and 8 days.

'If my magic can automatically absorb the free magic power, can it exist forever? ’ Felix guessed, but this is completely unrealistic, at least he can’t even touch a shadow now.

Felix cautiously probed, the blue magic power was very stable, and seemed to dismiss him as the original owner. He didn't use the scaling spell to cancel the magic, but soaked his magic power into the acromantula's body to help it fight and wear away the blue chain.

Waves of blue mist emerged from the body of the acromantula, and soon it became the size of a watermelon, but it did not dare to move, allowing Felix to poke him here and there. .

Every few minutes, Felix would ask how the acromantula felt.

"How does it feel?"

"Nothing."

After a while——

"Now?"

"It's like walking into the nest from the sun~IndoMTL.com~ I feel much more comfortable." Acromantula likes a cold and humid environment.

"It was hard before?"

"The process of transforming was uncomfortable and very uncomfortable, but after a while, I didn't feel it anymore. I thought I was just like this." The acromantula said.

Felix looked at it quite unexpectedly. Although he knew that acromantulas could speak human language, he didn't know that they could express themselves so clearly.

"Do you usually chat and hold tea parties in English?" Felix asked curiously.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Aragog taught us." said the acromantula.

Felix understood a little bit. Wild acromantata absolutely don't have this kind of talent. It would be nice to be able to speak some short sentences.

But the Forbidden Forest is different, their source is Aragog, and Aragog was raised by Hagrid.

This gave him some new ideas, maybe they could be kept in captivity?

When he suggested this to Hagrid tactfully, Hagrid said bluntly: "That's what Hogwarts does now! I go every one or two months to see Aragog, it's too I'm old, and I may not have much time. By the way, extract some acromantula venom, that's a good thing, part of the school's expenses come from this. But every time Aragog won't let you extract too much, he also has to pay for it. Future generations hunting considerations..."

"Or the centaur, they serve as barriers in the Forbidden Forest, they are on guard against the approach of werewolves, trolls and dangerous creatures, and they will notify me if they can't solve it; they are also good at healing, which is different from the method of wizards. It can also be useful at times. As for the divination of the centaur, I don't know much about it..."

"The same is true for plants. Professor Sprout sprinkles some seeds into the Forbidden Forest every year."