A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 312: Prophecy

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"Fred and George must not know that their noses will be on public display one day." Ron giggled, staring intently at the small light spot above his head, and Haha Leigh, Hermione, and a dozen people around them.

They stood on the empty floor, or in other words - the space inside the stone basin. The light here is not very sufficient, which is close to the dusk scene at dusk.

The top of the head is not a ceiling, but a circular light, very similar to the shape of the edge of the stone basin. At this moment, one part of the bright light was covered, it was a straight nose bridge, as if a giant was watching them from outside the room.

Ron said with a satisfied face: "Guess whose nose is this? I think it's George. Although it's not obvious, his nose is a bit crooked."

Harry grinned, this is indeed an interesting enough perspective, they can still hear the "humming" voice, coming from a distant place, with an echo-

"I saw a lot of little people, little Ronnie better recognize, our family's red hair - ouch!"

The people in the stone basin watched as one of the Weasley brothers fell from the air with claws and claws. He turned over a dozen somersaults and fell firmly to the floor. Seeing that his younger brother was stretching out his hand with a smirk on his face, he said to him in a teasing tone: "Your hair is also very conspicuous."

George immediately got up, patted the dirt that didn't exist on his body, and said pretendingly: "It's all Fred's fault, he pressed my head, oh, here he is."

Everyone raised their heads, another person fell from a high place, almost a replica of George, and Fred also hit the ground with a "bang".

"That's it!" George asked happily: "Harry, which of us do you think looks better when we land?"

Harry tried his best to keep his tone as objective as possible. He suppressed a smile and said seriously: "I think it's you, but the sound of Fred hitting the ground is louder..."

Students fell down one by one like dumplings, and at the end was Professor Haipu, who landed lightly on the ground and said with a smile: "The appetizer before the big meal, I hope you have a good time."

"Next, I will show you the true power of this magic."

As Felix spoke, he waved his hands at the same time, just like the description in a fairy tale book, "The sky became dim, darkness enveloped the earth, and you couldn't see your fingers." Harry was a little flustered, His heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and he tentatively called, "Ron? Hermione? Professor?"

There was no reply, and he couldn't even hear his own voice. In his panic, he bumped into a person who seemed to be about to fall, so he pulled him up.

"Calm—"

Professor Haipu's voice said: "This is a magic fog, which can block normal natural light and sound. Generally speaking, experienced people will choose to stay away from this area because they don't know what they will encounter. But if you Once you are deeply involved, you can use some special magic to break through the fog, such as the lighting technique I taught you."

He read the rune syllables, and the light gathered in his hand, and the light pierced the darkness, bringing light, but the straight and bright light and darkness were entangled with each other, and no one could do anything about it, Harry thought A scene in which a flashlight beam shines through the darkness at night.

It's just that the professor may have countless smaller flashlights in his hands...

At the same time, Harry also saw who was next to him, the only second-year student, "Oh, Ginny, are you okay?"

Ginny's face was as red as her hair, "No, no, nothing!"

Felix said: "This is the performance of the initial mastery of this magic, and it is also my minimum requirement for you - you can control it stably, prevent it from drawing your magic power, and maintain a basic shape. It looks like a big light bulb."

"When you are proficient, I mean that if you have enough control, you can change the form of this magic at will according to your own wishes, such as light balls—"

He stretched out his hand, holding a milky white light ball, with a warm bright yellow in the magic fog, which made people feel at ease. The light grew brighter, and Harry saw shadows of other people.

"Or the appearance of an animal—"

A glowing owl flapped its wings, illuminating their faces indefinitely. Harry suddenly thought of his Hedwig, but in the next second, it turned into an eagle, and all kinds of unknown birds of prey.

"Or, just the simplest beam—"

As Felix said, the ape-eating eagle in his hand rushed up into the sky, dragging out a long, bright vertical trajectory, and in the end, it really turned into a beam of light.

"These tricks can be used by you for private practice to help you exercise your familiarity with this magic. After that, you can inject magic power at will to enhance the power and scope of the magic."

The wrist-thick light beam seemed to be unbound, and expanded rapidly, one foot, two feet, ten feet, twenty feet... The beam of light continued to extend, engulfing them, the magical fog of the entire space was broken, and the sky became It's bright.

Felix put away his magic, "Then, next - I will guide you one-on-one."

Everyone stared at the professor, they couldn't figure out the meaning of this sentence, one-on-one, one by one to receive guidance? The three of Harry had a vague guess. Perhaps the professor had made preparations in advance, just like the professor Haip made of memory in the untitled book.

They guessed half right.

Hermione suddenly covered her mouth, her eyes were wide open, and the others also had expressions of shock. A second head appeared from Professor Haipu's neck, and soon, his chest was divided into two, as if There are two professors that overlap.

Under the extremely weird eyes of everyone, the second complete "Professor Haipu" came out from Felix, and this Professor Haipu pointed a name: "Malfoy, come with me."

Draco walked up to the two professors completely mechanically, looked left and right, he couldn't tell who was real and who was fake, but soon, something even more surprising happened to him, the third A "Professor Hemp" appeared, and he twirled his wand casually, "Well, it's you, Diggory."

Cedric followed him away with a stiff expression. When he walked a distance and couldn't help but look back, the fourth and fifth professors of Haipu had already begun to select students. He finally understood the importance of one-on-one instruction. what do you mean.

It's really one-on-one!

"Jeffrey --"

"Percy Weasley—"

"Miss Greenglass—"

One by one, members of the Rune Club were taken away by Professor Haipu. Everyone had blank expressions on their faces. Harry could understand them especially. Even after being baptized by the unnamed book, he was still greatly affected shock.

He found that Professor Haipu never hesitated to show them the magic of magic, and used it in all aspects of life and teaching. Magic has become a part of the professor.

"You seem to have something to say to me, Harry?"

Harry opened his mouth, he thought of Professor Trelawney's abnormal state during the exam, in his mind, either Trelawney had an unknown hidden disease, or she really made a prophecy.

He had always thought that the divination professor was a liar, but since the attack on the covered bridge by the army of dementors that night, he no longer thinks so.

"What you fear will happen in April."

Yes! This sentence was not addressed to anyone, but to the four people present at the time, Ron, Hermione, Professor Haip and Harry himself!

Ron has always looked forward to his pet mouse, hoping that it will come back one day—not as a dark wizard or Peter Pettigrew, but as the inconspicuous mouse Scabbers who has been with him for more than two years , but his worries undoubtedly came true;

Hermione has always worried about them being attacked, which is one of the reasons why she actively organizes dueling study groups. In the end, the attack really happened. If Sirius hadn't appeared suddenly, they might have been kidnapped by Peter Pettigrew, no, only him himself, and the fate of Hermione and Ron can be imagined;

Where is Professor Haipu? One of his respected elders died that day, which Hermione told him;

As for himself, he was worried about more things—worried about what Ron was worried about, and what Hermione was worried about. When he met Sirius, he began to worry that he was not worthy of such a beautiful home. Sure enough, an accident happened on the way...

When Harry told this speculation to Ron and Hermione, they were also surprised.

"Harry, it's just a coincidence!" After being shocked, Hermione said proudly.

"Maybe, maybe it's true, that old dragonfly Trelawney is really capable, Hermione, didn't you say that her ancestors had a real talent for divination?" Ron said doubtfully.

Privately, he nicknamed the professors he disliked. Snape was a greasy old bat, and Trelawney was called an old dragonfly because she liked to play tricks and wore a pair of insect glasses...

The reactions of the two good friends were completely opposite, causing Harry's attitude to swing from side to side. Until the exam, Harry was the last to walk out of the classroom and returned the dropped crystal ball to Trelawney. She rolled her eyes, Stiffly leaning on the armchair, she said some inexplicable words, her voice seemed to be sick, as if it had been sharply ground by a file, it was hoarse and weird——

"A change unseen in a millennium...the legendary drama is staged here...heh—the clown is stepping on the drums to return, the warrior is ready to go, the lion is old, the firebird is nirvana...time! time!"

Harry was dumbfounded at the time~IndoMTL.com~ When he was thinking about whether to ask someone to help, Professor Trelawney's head dropped to his chest, she snorted, and then, suddenly, she His head popped up again, and he stood there as if nothing had happened.

"Sorry, dear child," she said dreamily, "it's too hot in the day, you know—I fell asleep for a while.."

Harry still stood there, dumbfounded.

Trelawney gave Harry a surprised look, as if he had done something strange.

"What are you thinking, kid?"

…

"What were you thinking, Harry?" Felix asked.

"No, it's nothing." Harry was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses: "I want to ask, is the stone basin also the principle of the unnamed book?"

"Almost," Felix said, "but it's not so much an untitled book, it's more like a combination of the Room of Requirement and the Pensieve," he blinked, "I got a gift from two elders."