A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 20 Popular Professors
Friday.

At the beginning of a new day, the little wizards were still discussing yesterday's open class with great enthusiasm. This enthusiasm was like a sea wave, surging and surging, injecting a boost to the ordinary campus life.

What was the topic of their discussion the other day?

The perfectly handsome Professor Lockhart?

But now the news has been blown away, not only because Lockhart's performance in class is really disappointing - even the word "disappointment" is the result of some true fans controlling the comments.

More importantly, Professor Haipu has become a new generation of idol professors, and there is a faint tendency to replace Professor Lockhart, who has the title of "Popular Lover".

This annoyed a certain Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Lockhart kept going around in circles in the office, his long blond hair, which was soft and light in the past, was a little wilted, and the dozen or so portraits hanging in the office also showed the same irritable expression.

"I have to figure out a way, yes, figure out a way... My God! He's such a good showman!"

Before coming to Hogwarts, he thought that the only person who was qualified to compete with him for the headline page of the "Daily Prophet" was the famous Harry Potter, and he was mentally prepared for this.But now he has to admit that he has met a strong competitor.

This reminded him of Rita Skeeter, a nasty woman. A few years ago, he also competed with that Skeeter for the title of best-selling author. Although he lost in the end, it was because of that woman's deceit. She actually broke the news about his dark history in school in the newspaper!
However, I am not easy to mess with. Doesn't Skeeter know how unpopular he was when he was in school?

Professor Lockhart loosened the tight robes around his chest. It was really a passionate time!He felt his desire to fight come back.

"A tough opponent, huh?" He stopped in front of a full-length mirror, cheering himself up, "Ghidero, you are facing a battle right now, and someone wants to compare you to you! You have to do something!"

Seeing himself in the mirror, he relaxed a little.With such a handsome face, how could he lose?

Not to mention the episode that happened in this small office, Felix's popularity index has broken through a new high among the vast group of young wizards, and everyone is looking forward to his formal lectures.

"Maybe he will continue the magic puppet battle in class? You know, many people didn't get on the wheel yesterday." Ron held the beef patty in his left hand, and stuck a potato with a fork in his right hand, and his mouth was not idle.

"Maybe, but we're only in second year, remember, Ron? We'll have to wait at least a year for his lessons," said Harry, rather rationally.

Ron's eyes widened, "Harry, you ruined my first dream of the year." He touched him with his arm, "You know what I'm thinking? I was just fantasizing about beating Malfoy with a magic puppet." Fuck the shit..."

Ron closed his eyes and made an imaginative expression, "Malfoy's robe was set on fire by the fireball. He tried to hide, but it was useless. My magic puppet was too fast! He also wanted to cast a curse, but he couldn't do it. It's useless, because the magic puppet is too small, he can't shoot at all!"

Harry ate his pie in silence, thinking that only Ron would miss his shot because his wand broke in two.

Hermione, who was eating breakfast and reading a book, raised her head and corrected: "Ron, I must remind you that Professor Haipu said in the open class that for the safety of little wizards, the magic puppets released only The most basic flame is not as powerful as the flaming spell we cast ourselves."

Ron seemed suddenly choked on the beefloaf and couldn't speak, he didn't remember Professor Hemp saying that, but Hermione was always right about it.He muttered under his breath, "It's your Flame Charm, neither Harry nor I know it, I think you forgot."

Hermione snorted.

"Aren't you reading a book, haven't finished it yet?"

"I think I just told you yesterday that I have twenty books on my list!"

Ron fell silent.

Harry became interested when he heard what Hermione said, and he couldn't help asking her, "Hermione, what do you know about this professor? Ron and I missed the start-of-term dinner." In Mr. Weasley's car, he traveled across most of the UK.

For this reason, he and Ron had to worry about being fired in Snape's basement.Fortunately, they were neither expelled from the school nor deducted points from the college. Professor McGonagall even prepared food for them.

It's just that something like this happened, and it was impossible to return to the dinner party in a dignified manner. Ron missed his sister Ginny's sorting ceremony because of this.

Hermione quickly and fluently explained what she had heard from the dinner party, "Professor Happe graduated from Hogwarts Slytherin House—"

"Slytherin!" Ron yelled suddenly, but Hermione gave him a hard look, and he lowered his head and gnawed at the pie.

"Yes, Slytherin. He's nine classes older than us, and just graduated three years ago. But he's very famous, and all the senior students in the school know him. Professor Heppe is good at ancient runes, spells, and transfiguration art, and Muggle studies, and of course dueling."

"Duel?" Harry was a little stunned. In his impression, Professor Happe was obviously not the fake Lockhart, but he also looked gentle and gentle, a bit like a teacher he had when he was in a Muggle school.

It was difficult for him to associate Professor Hype with the word duel.

"That's right." Hermione glanced left and right, carefully lowered her head, and said in a low voice, "It is said that he was born as a Muggle, and the Mysterious Man had just fallen when he entered school, and the Slytherin students were not friendly to him, but... ..."

"But what?"

"But he hit them back with a spell, and the senior Slytherins are afraid of him because they've been taught a lesson."

Harry and Ron's faces were full of fascination.

To be honest, they wanted to punch some Slytherins too.

However, the rumors that Hermione heard were obviously wrong. Felix was already in the fifth grade when the current seventh graders entered school. Can he teach them a lesson?Naturally, someone will teach them to be human.

In Potions class, the little wizards were still discussing yesterday's public class, and Harry clearly saw Malfoy among the Slytherin students loudly bragging about his "relationship" with Professor Heppe, and he said Brother and Professor Haipu are inseparable.

Harry couldn't help thinking that maybe it was a "typed" friendship.

Ron was also exaggerating about the scene where he fought with a magic puppet in the open class. From what he said, it seemed that he and Harry were fighting a real person instead of a magic puppet.

"Quiet!"

Snape's voice came from behind the classroom, and the little wizards fell silent instantly.The professor walked with wind, and the black wizard robe made a "hunting" sound, and his coercion was +10.

He looked around, his eyes resting on Harry Potter, and his whole body tightened.But Snape looked away, this time he stared at Ron, and taunted in his characteristic, deep voice: "Ronald Weasley... yeah, there has indeed been a lot going on these days." The limelight. But you should focus on improving your poor Potions grade, I don't want to add another T to your final paper."

The Slytherins laughed in unison.

Ron's face was flushed, clutching the broken wand taped up in his hand, he wanted to put a jinx on Snape's face.

"And Miss Granger, put away that extra-curricular book of yours. This is Potions class, not ancient runes. You still have one year left for elective courses."

Hermione packed up the book angrily.

(End of this chapter)