A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 253 Three Suggestions
Hermione returned to the Gryffindor common room in a daze, until she saw Harry and Ron, who were doing nothing, fiddling with a pair of Gobstone stones. She didn't know which of the three suggestions the professor gave him was better. Be more reliable.

'Maybe the professor was just joking? ' she thought to herself.

Ron put his whole face on the table, and kept gesticulating with the stone in his hand, "I think this one will work, Dean told me a Muggle pinball technique—" He flicked his fingers, and the stone in his hand He flew straight out, drawing an arc in mid-air.

The stone that belonged to Harry swelled suddenly, and a foul-smelling, sticky liquid sprayed out from it, smearing Ron's face.

"Oh, shit!" Ron wiped his face, his eyes were blurred.

"Gentlemen, can you be more mature!" Hermione said angrily, and she pulled out her wand and said to Ron, "Clean it up!" The mucus on his face disappeared immediately.

"Want a game, Hermione?" Ron said, laughing.

Hermione said sternly, "I don't spend my time on children's games."

Ron retorted: "This is not a child's play. My dad told me that there is an official Gobstone Club on the seventh floor of the Ministry of Magic. They win honors internationally. Hogwarts actually has a Gobstone Club. But you never paid attention to…”

He looked at the expression on Hermione's face and fell silent.

Harry changed the subject and said, "What did the professor say about Bacobeak?"

"He gave me three suggestions," Hermione said, snapping her fingers: "First, postpone the hearing on the grounds of incorrect procedures, and try to change the department in charge of this case to the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Beasts;"

"Sounds good, how exactly do you want to do it, is it to write a letter to the Ministry of Magic?" Harry said excitedly, which was much easier than going to the library to read a lot of boring legal precedents.

"Ordinary people can't do it. I think the Ministry of Magic won't take care of it." Hermione said: "Professor Haipu's suggestion is to get the support of a powerful figure, not to be afraid of the power of the Malfoy family, and it is best to have something to do with the field of magical animals." , familiar with the corresponding laws," Hermione said.

"How can such a person know us?" Ron said discouragedly, and he picked up the Gobstone stone from the ground.

Harry thought about it seriously, he only knew Hagrid who was related to the field of magical beasts.

"The second method is to secretly let Barcobeak go." Hermione raised a second finger.

Harry was very moved by this suggestion, but he quickly shook his head: "The official letter from the Ministry of Magic said that Hagrid should be optimistic about Barcobeak. If he loses it, he will be in trouble. Malfoy must expect Hagrid to do this." , and then he can put Hagrid in jail."

He didn't quite understand Hagrid's fear of wizarding prisons in the past, but after dealing with dementors a few times, he has fully understood Hagrid's thinking.

Hermione was noncommittal, and said the last suggestion: "Thirdly, let Lucius Malfoy withdraw the lawsuit on his own initiative." She hesitated for a while, but still fully expressed what Professor Haipu said, "The professor may be joking at that time, you guys Just listen - he suggested that Hagrid ask Malfoy out to force Malfoy into submission. He also said that if we wanted to try this method, he could provide limited support..."

Ron's eyes lit up: "That's a good idea, I already have pictures." He only saw his father fighting Malfoy last year, and now he just needs to replace his father with a tall and burly Hagrid, he muttered: " Little chick..."

Harry miraculously understood what he meant—Lucius Malfoy really looked like an underdeveloped chick compared to Hagrid.

Hermione said sharply: "The professor must be joking!" As she spoke, she herself was a little uncertain, "It should be a joke? But no matter what, this method is too dangerous."

"Professor Haip must be teasing us, because he knows that you are absolutely impossible to agree to this method." Harry said sullenly: "It seems that the only really feasible suggestion is the first one, not including going to the library to search for information. -"

"But where can we find the relevant powerful figures?"

"Maybe ask Hagrid?" Ron suggested. "He's got to know a friend or two with the same interests, right? He's a professor in Care of Magical Creatures."

"Wait—" Harry stared at Ron suddenly, "You just said, the professor of the protection of magical creatures?" He lowered his voice and said, "Hagrid only got this position this year, do you remember the last professor... Who's here?"

"Professor Sylvanus Kettleburn," said Hermione without hesitation, "I hear he's retiring because he needs more time with his little rascals."

She froze for a moment, and then realized: "Yeah, why didn't I expect that Hagrid must know Professor Kettleburn!"

……

Hogwarts kitchen.

Felix said gently to a house elf: "I heard from Professor McGonagall, can I ask you to send Christmas presents?"

"Yes, sir." said a house-elf in a uniform made of tea towels, and he bowed deeply, "but it's only within the confines of Hogwarts, and we can't leave easily due to our duties."

"No problem, I've already sent the off-campus gift." Felix said lightly, "Then I'll trouble you."

"It is our pleasure," said the house-elf.

Felix led the elf back to the office, pointed to a small pile of gift boxes in the corner and said, "It's all here. There are names on it, and the number of people is actually not many... But I don't know if you know the exact location .”

"Please rest assured, sir, we clean the rooms in the castle every day, and we know the names of all wizard gentlemen very well."

Felix nodded and smiled: "Then thank you."

The elf got busy, his figure kept disappearing and reappearing, and after a dozen times, he replied empty-handedly: "It's finished, sir."

Felix looked at him curiously, "Where did you put it? At the foot of the bed?"

The elf replied: "I put the gifts of several students at the foot of the bed, so that they can see them when they get up; but the professors are not allowed, we are not allowed to appear in the professor's bedroom, so I put them in the office." under a small Christmas tree, or by the bedroom door."

Felix nodded, the same way he had received the gift last year.

The elf said: "If there is nothing else, Uncle Yun will leave first."

"Uncle Yun is your name?"

"Yes, sir."

Felix took out a book from the ring, and flew out some colored paper and ribbons from the corner, which wrapped the whole book, and finally tied the ribbon into a beautiful bow.

"Here's your Christmas present, Uncle Yun."

"Well, Uncle Yun can't want to—"

"Take it, it's just a cookbook from all over the world. I've been looking for opportunities to recommend it to you."

Uncle Yun bent down to accept the gift, and gave him a look with big eyes, "Thank you, sir." He bowed deeply and disappeared suddenly.

Felix looked at his gift in the corner, nearly half of which hadn't been opened yet, so he decided to save the surprise until tomorrow.

Before going to bed, he deliberately left a window so that the owls could come in and out freely.Then he turned and walked into the bedroom, looking forward to the arrival of Christmas the next day.

(End of this chapter)