A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 177 Magic Violence
Felix asked, "Potter, are you here to buy books in Diagon Alley?"

Harry looked a little embarrassed, he said vaguely: "Uh, I'm currently living in Diagon Alley... in Room No. 11 of the Leaky Cauldron..."

He couldn't say that he blew up Aunt Marge, had no place to live, and was put in the Leaky Cauldron by the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge?

Felix was a little surprised by Harry's attitude, and he asked tentatively, "Are you alone?"

Of course there were quite a few tenants in the Leaky Cauldron, but it was obvious that Harry understood the professor. "Yeah, it's just me," he added quickly, trying to distract him: "I'm quite comfortable on my own. Yes, shop, eat, do homework at Florin's Soda . . . and Dobby with me, by the way."

Felix also smiled, "If I remember correctly, he should work at the Leaky Cauldron?"

Seeing that Professor Haip didn't continue to question, Harry heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, and he responded enthusiastically: "That's right, Dobby is at the Leaky Cauldron, and he's the one who woke me up these two mornings. , but at this time he should be busy greeting the guests in the bar."

The two walked and chatted, and Harry introduced more about this slightly weird house elf.

"Dobby sent me a birthday present and a greeting card! He said on it that he earned it by himself, and I've always wondered where he worked—it wasn't mentioned in the letter, but it turned out to be a broken cauldron—" He With a sudden reaction, he turned his head and looked at Felix in surprise: "Professor, how do you know?"

Felix said briefly: "Dobby and I are friends, we mentioned it in the chat."

Harry nodded, and then Felix asked him, "So you saw me while you were shopping? What a coincidence, I might have left a minute later."

Harry explained, "Actually, I saw your Patronus—the silver swift. Hermione mentioned it to me. I thought it looked like it at the time, so I waited in the nearby shop for a while."

"Really? Observant," replied Felix, somewhat casually, his attention entirely on Harry himself.From just now until now, he has always felt that something is wrong with Harry.

He switched the angle of view calmly. In the black and white world, the magic power on Harry kept jumping, appearing extremely active.

"professor?"

Harry felt his gaze, and Professor Happer was looking at him scrutinizingly, which made him slightly uncomfortable.

"Potter," Felix said softly, "this incident must have had a great impact on you..."

Harry froze on the spot, and he stammered, "You, you know everything?" He felt a chill in his heart, and explained in a panic, "I didn't mean it, it was Aunt Maggie who insulted my parents first, and I Can't be more talented!"

The professor won't have a bad impression of him, will he?He just bought the textbook of ancient magic text yesterday.

"No, you're mistaken, Potter."

The two left Diagon Alley through the wall and came to the Leaky Cauldron.As soon as he passed the bar, Felix heard a sharp greeting: "Dear Mr. Haip, Dobby didn't expect to see you and Mr. Potter at the same time. Today is really a day worth celebrating!"

The eyes of other people in the bar looked over, and they were talking noisyly.

Felix looked back calmly, his voice lowered, and then he looked at the elf: "Dobby, long time no see."

Dobby's eyes widened, and he wiped the corners of his eyes with a dirty rag, "Oh~ Mr. Haipu still remembers Dobby, it's so touching..."

"Dobby, please arrange a private seat for us, Potter and I have something to say." Felix looked at him gently.

"Dobby understands, gentlemen, please follow me."

The elf took them to a relatively secluded seat, served them food and drinks, and exited respectfully.

Harry looked at Felix with a somewhat blank expression. After he was caught by Minister Fudge at the door of the bar in the Knight bus, the two sat in this position to talk.

Felix didn't rush to speak, he thought about how to start the conversation.

Harry stared at the doorpost on his right front, where a wanted poster hung, having lived in the Leaky Cauldron for two days, he was already very familiar with the painting.

"Potter—"

Professor Haipu's words brought his consciousness back to his body, and he listened quietly.

"I heard you like dueling lessons?"

"That's right, Professor," said Harry. "I think it's a great class. You can learn a lot. It's only once every two weeks, and some of the spells are quite difficult."

"I'm still not proficient in the Iron Armor Curse..."

Felix nodded. "So, do you need some private tutoring for a while, Potter? I'd be more than happy to oblige myself."

Harry was stunned. He really didn't expect such a good thing to happen, so good that he couldn't believe it.

He felt that the acquaintances he met had become strange since he inflated his aunt, Dobby greeted the customers in the bar expertly, the Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge turned a blind eye to his illegal behavior, and now, even Hap The professor also offered to train him?

"Of course I would, but why?" he asked cautiously.

"Potter, frankly speaking, your current state is very fascinating-your magic is in a very active state, from my perspective, it is like a flame that is constantly jumping and burning."

"All in all, I think it's good research."

Felix decided to tell Harry directly that there was nothing to hide about the whole thing - except that it sounded odd that he wanted to study Potter.

But to put it another way, he is concerned about the little wizard in a special state, isn't it much better?
Harry swallowed when he heard the words, "I don't quite understand what you mean."

"Harry, if I'm not mistaken, you should have experienced a magic riot in the past few days?"

"Magic... riot?"

"You should have heard similar sayings, magic power out of control, magic power awakening, magic power riot... Many people regard it as a sign that little wizards have magic power in childhood, but in fact it has always been there. It's just that sometimes , Because of the violent emotional fluctuations, the little wizards will display all kinds of magical powers."

Harry listened quietly, his memory flashing back to a few days ago.Aunt Marge, who kept a dog in the country, was a visitor, a rather rough and mean woman, those two words hardly describe a tenth of her character.

Every time she comes, it will become Harry's nightmare.

But in order to get Hogsmeade's signature, he endured for a whole week, allowing her to verbally humiliate him.On the last day of her visit, she got very drunk and insulted his father and mother without any words, which blew him up.

He doesn't have a wand in his hand, but he's a wizard.When he came to his senses, Aunt Marge had inflated into a balloon, like the giant pumpkin Hagrid had planted in the field last year, but an ugly one with tiny eyes.

He ran away from home angrily, never wanting to go back to Privet Drive, and didn't start to be afraid until he calmed down completely. He was afraid that he would be expelled, or even imprisoned in Azkaban, with a group of dark wizards.

He thought of wandering the world, wandering all his life to avoid the pursuit of the Ministry of Magic, but he needed to withdraw some money first.But things always exceeded his expectations - the front foot went to the door of the Leaky Cauldron, and the back foot was caught by the Minister of Magic.

Fortunately, Fudge not only did not pursue any responsibility for him, but instead offered him a room in the Leaky Cauldron, and asked him to promise to stay in Diagon Alley until school started and not return to the Muggle world privately.

What reason does he have to refuse?

……

Professor Haipu's voice seemed to come from far away, "But this kind of situation basically happened in childhood, and it basically doesn't happen after the little wizard enters school. So, Potter, your situation is very rare. In Something terrible must have happened to you."

The professor didn't blame himself, he understood himself...

Harry looked up and said lightly, "I agree, Professor Hype. When do we start?"

(End of this chapter)