A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 549: Halloween

On the other side, Felix was also sitting on the sofa in the office and flipping through the newspapers of the past few days.

These articles gave him a sense of space-time confusion. The first version is a picture of Amelia Bones accepting reporters' questions and answers and announcing the end of the ancient rune exchange activity. Felix was not present, so the reporters often put a photo of him next to it, so Sometimes I see him in the photo visiting next door...

But when you turn another page, you will see the remains of the battle outside the Hogsmeade village: the ground has been plowed and cut into pieces, like irregular field ridges, in addition to piles of soil, scorched rocks, black holes and pits.

Felix wonders why they didn't take the time to fill it in.

At this time, Varun jumped onto the small square table twisting and turning, pointing at him with a little finger, looking arrogant.

"Hey!"

"You want to duel with me?" Felix looked at Varen with a smile.

Warren nodded seriously.

It produced a wand from its small pocket, and Felix looked at it in surprise for a few seconds before realizing that it was not a real wand, but an alchemical item.

Valen swung it imposingly, and the wooden stick in his hand made a swishing sound, and then a whirlwind rolled up in the room, lifting Felix from the sofa.

Felix sat cross-legged on the whirlwind, "Huh? Interesting, is it Fred and George's improved work from the 'fake wand'?"

Varen choked his neck with guilt, no, it was Varen who cast the spell himself!

Felix hung on the sofa, stretched out his hand to pick up the back of its neck, and shook it vigorously, it quickly covered its small pocket, and the fake wand in his hand fell into Felix's hand like this.

"Let's change it," Felix held it for a long time, and suddenly became interested. He has been busy recently changing the magic-like talent of magical animals into rune magic, and then he has been working with people from various countries. On behalf of communication, now is the time to change your mind.

"I suddenly discovered that some of Miss Granger's concepts are very suitable for use here. The magic frequency... is another treasure."

Fantastic animals also have magic power, otherwise they cannot use magic-like talents. But sniffing itself is a rather weak creature. Apart from a keen sense of smell and being good at digging and treasure hunting, they don't have any exaggerated or weird abilities.

But there is magic in them, and that's enough.

"I need to test the frequency of your magic power and make an exclusive wand for you... What kind of magic do you want to add?" Felix turned to look at Varun.

Its eyes light up gradually.

"Hi!!!"

It happily got its new baby that night, and after trying it a few times, the effect was surprisingly good. Varen couldn't put it down so much that he even held it in his arms when he slept. It can't wait to go out for display tomorrow, and from now on, it will not be a walking Warren merchant, but a sniffing magician.

There is no longer anyone who can hug anyone who wants to.

Humph.

The next day, Halloween finally came.

Harry walked into the auditorium, and unexpectedly saw a tall and burly figure at the door.

Hagrid is back.

Hagrid ran over excitedly, Hagrid had a lot of bruises on his face, but fortunately there were no new wounds. This seems to show that Glop's learning progress is not bad, but how is it with Wallenby? Harry couldn't help thinking.

"Thank goodness, Hagrid, you're finally going to come out and meet people?" Harry said enthusiastically.

"Shh, keep your voice down." Hagrid bent down guiltily, trying to hide himself, but he couldn't hide at all, he was too conspicuous, which made his behavior look a little funny. "I just went back to school, remember? Something happened before..."

"Anyway, you finally remembered to teach us," said Harry.

"Yeah, I think the opportunity is ripe." Hagrid scratched his chin and laughed too.

"What's that?" Harry noticed a large wooden box at Hagrid's feet.

Hagrid was about to open his mouth to explain, but Luna and Ginny walked in together, and he quickly changed his words: "Oh, you said that...it's a toolbox."

"Hi, Hagrid," Luna greeted enthusiastically, "Are you planning to come back to class?"

Harry let out a chuckle, and Luna asked a question he had just asked.

Hagrid looked a little flustered, and repeated the previous reason, "I just went back to school, and I asked for leave for something."

"Firenze said——"

"He was wrong," said Hagrid without thinking.

"Oh," Luna didn't press the question, as if she had already accepted the reason, she took the initiative to change the subject: "You'd better go to the Forbidden Forest, the Thestrals have their own king."

"Really?" Hagrid stared at her, looking disbelieving.

Luna nodded solemnly.

"Then I'll ask Wuwu," Hagrid said dubiously, "If there are strange thestrals coming to settle in the Forbidden Forest, I need to know if they are aggressive..."

"Woooo the liveliest one? The one with the brightest eyes?" Luna said cheerfully, "I call it Woolu, it sounds similar."

"I'll go in first, Hagrid." Harry said, he glanced at Ginny, Ginny smiled at him, he hurriedly slipped into the auditorium, walked a dozen steps to see Hagrid and Luna in full swing talking.

The Halloween dinner has begun.

Hagrid saw Hagrid sitting with Professor Hemp, the fork in his hand dangling back and forth on the tablecloth tied to his chest as he spoke, as if twisting an embroidery needle and preparing to mend . Then Hagrid picked up a plate of fried fish, looked around like a thief, and stuffed it under the table.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked vaguely, biting off half a sausage.

"I probably know what the box Hagrid is for~IndoMTL.com~Harry said it was for the giant Glop.

"Look, they're so pretty," said Hagrid gruffly, pointing to the decorative bats on the ceiling. In terms of shape..."

"It surprises me," said Felix.

He reached out and pointed at a huge roasted pumpkin on the table, and the pumpkin shrank rapidly, becoming the size of a small lantern.

"You can take it back," he said with a wink.

"Oh, uh, thank you." Hagrid said, leaning over and explaining in a low voice: "Little Grapp will like it."

"Who is Little Gropp?" Professor Flitwick interrupted and asked, the fork in his hand seemed to be cursed, not only was the length far beyond the normal standard, the other end also became the shape of a hook, turning the fork from a distance pull the plate over.

Hagrid looked very envious, he said vaguely: "I met in the Forbidden Forest. Need help?"

"What?" Flitwick asked.

Hagrid snatched the fork from his hand and hooked all the surrounding food to the side. Professor Flitwick shouted excitedly: "Enough, enough." Hagrid took a lot before stopping, he He muttered, "It's okay, I can help you eat."

Felix looked at the professor's seat. Snape remained taciturn as usual and did not participate in the chat with his colleagues. Felix could guess that his life would not be very easy these days. He was not summoned.

Professor McGonagall and Sirius were discussing something quietly.

"Oh, no, probation is already the lightest punishment." Professor McGonagall put down his fork and said with a serious expression.

Finally, Felix looked at the middle seat, which belonged to Dumbledore.

But it is now empty.