A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 382 Exchange
"Okay, students, please exit in an orderly manner—"

Professor McGonagall stood up to maintain order, and after a crackling noise, the little wizards filed out of the auditorium, arguing endlessly with each other.

On the professor's seat, Felix opened the chair for Madame Maxime, "Oh, thank you." She stood up gracefully, and said softly, "Don't forget that you are the school director of Beauxbatons... You are always welcome in the carriage Be a guest."

"As you wish, ma'am," said Felix, smiling.

He watched Mrs. Maxim leave with the students, and the crowd automatically moved out of the way. At this moment, Hagrid came over.

"Can you take me?"

"what?"

"When you are a guest, can... can you take me with you?" Hai Ge asked anxiously. He watched the tall figure disappear at the door of the auditorium with a fascinated expression: "I mean Yes, yes, there is something wrong with those rune horses, I need to ask clearly."

Felix looked at him strangely.

Hagrid immediately stroked his hair and collar, "What's the matter, is there something wrong?"

"No," Felix said softly, "I'm worried about the horses." Who knew if Hagrid would actually put them in a 'situation' just to make his lame excuse more real.

At this time, an angry voice came from the door——

"Yes, that's Harry Potter. Have you seen enough?"

Felix searched for his reputation and saw the confrontation between Moody and Headmaster Durmstrang.Moody's fake eye seemed so terrifying that Karkaroff and the students around him turned pale.

But Karkaroff's reaction was clearly beyond normal boundaries - a mixture of anger and deep-rooted fear.Felix is ​​no stranger to this expression. Many people have looked at him with the same look, so Karkaroff will -

"Back down?" Felix said playfully.

Sure enough, Karkaroff didn't bother him much, waved his hand as if avoiding the plague, and led his students away.

The students who were blocked in the back rushed to stand on tiptoe, looking over the shoulders of others as the Durmstrang delegation left.

"It won't be a peaceful night," said Felix.

"Yeah, I guess some students will choose to sign up at night..." Hagrid echoed like sleepwalking, "By the way, do you have any good perfume recommendations?"

……

"You think Karkaroff and Professor Moody knew each other?" Harry asked, following the crowd up the spiral staircase.

"That's right," Ron said affirmatively, "Look at their expressions, it's so obvious, I guess the two of them probably have old enemies."

They returned to the dormitory, and Dean stood guard at the door, seeming to hold back a smile, "Harry, I think you need to come over, there is a guest waiting for you..."

Harry walked over curiously, sniffing that Varun was sitting on his bedside table, with a bunch of delicate little things in front of him - Galleons, gold necklaces, thermostat lockets, gray hourglass...

Ron couldn't take his eyes off the stacked golden Garenne.

"Merlin's beard..."

Harry seemed to have thought of something. He squatted in front of Warren who was sniffing, and asked tentatively, "You want to exchange it with me. Is it that Muggle coin?"

Sniff nodded fiercely.

Ron laughed tremblingly, "Ouch!" He supported Neville's four-poster bed, and almost tore off the curtains: "It, it has a really good memory. It has been two months since the first day of school. I haven't given up yet..."

Harry hesitated for a moment. That Muggle coin was the witness of his thousands of apparitions. He kept it as a souvenir, but since he had already learned magic, he didn't think much of it, let alone it was Fernon. Uncle gave it to him.

He dug out the coin from the box and handed it to Varen, "Here it is for you."

Xixi immediately took the coin, its two bright black eyes gleamed, and its small hand kept rubbing the sharp-edged coin. After a while, it seemed to have made a lot of determination, looked away, and pointed to the coin in front of Harry. Gadgets, motion him to pick one.

"No need." Harry refused.

But Xixiu insisted that he choose one thing, otherwise the Great Demon King would know about it, and he would not be able to talk about it to death.

"Haw!"

It patted its chest, indicating that it was here to make a deal.

Harry pondered for a long time, his fingers kept moving, unable to make up his mind.Xixiu stared nervously at his hand, and finally that hand picked up the inconspicuous hourglass, "Huh~" Xixiu obviously breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.

When Xixiu gathered his treasure and nimbly disappeared from their sight, Ron couldn't help feeling sorry for Harry: "Even if Garen is not needed, that locket is not bad, I heard from Fred and George said, that little box keeps the temperature in the optimum range, so you don't have to wear a cloak in winter."

Harry shook his head, "This one is also good." He fiddled with the dusty hourglass a few times, and put it on the cabinet.

"Well," muttered Ron, "I doubt it's worth two Sickles, unless it's an antique..."

The next morning.

The students gathered together in a chaotic manner. At this time, a circle of thin gold lines appeared on the floor in the center of the hall, and the Goblet of Fire was placed on the sorting stool, standing between the gold lines.

"They're too blatant." Hermione said with a look of shock. In front of her, the Weasley twins and Lee Jordan were eager to try, each holding a small bottle filled with a shallow layer of transparent liquid.

She looked out of the crowd—Professor Haipu was standing not far away, leaning against the wall, looking at them with a half-smile.

"Just one drop," Fred said excitedly, "we're only a few months away."

"That's right, let us set an example for you." George immediately drank the potion and said to Harry and Ron.

Hermione glared at Harry and Ron immediately.

The two turned their heads guiltily, each of them had a small bottle of aging agent hidden in their pockets, Ron said falteringly: "We have prepared your share, Hermione, do you need it..."

Hermione was furious and turned away from them.

Harry didn't speak, but when things came to an end, he hesitated instead. He couldn't help asking himself: If Fred and George were really successful, would he really want to put their names in it?
The twins stepped into the age limit and waved to a smiling Felix.

"We love you, Professor," said Fred.

For a split second, Hermione thought they had succeeded, but then she heard a hiss and the twins were thrown out of the golden circle, and Lee Jordan pulled back his striding leg in horror.

The twins got up from the ground with an "ouch", and everyone around them burst into laughter - long white beards grew on their chins.Even the twins themselves couldn't help laughing.

Felix walked over from the wall, looked at them carefully, and said teasingly: "When I heard that Miss Fawcett of Ravenclaw and Mr. Summers of Hufflepuff were sent to the school hospital this morning, I thought, There must be little wizards who don't believe in evil. So I deliberately stayed here to see..."

Fred and George looked at him plaintively, the mustaches fluttering from their chins, not to mention how comical they were.

"I warned you," said Dumbledore, appearing in the hall, in a low, amused tone.He came up close, studying the twins' shiny white beards, and said, "Anything, Felix?"

"No one succeeded. A second-year little wizard threw a ball of paper into it, and was spat out by the Goblet of Fire..."

It may be that the demonstration effect of the Weasley twins is too obvious. After the morning episode, there are no more underage little wizards trying to cross the age limit.

The students of Hogwarts watched helplessly as the preparatory warriors from the other four schools lined up to throw their names into the Goblet of Fire. The starting point is Mars.

"Where are our people?" A little wizard asked eagerly.

"coming!"

Another little wizard said excitedly, Cedric, Roger Davis, Collins Foley, and Angelina walked over together, followed by the selected students.

One by one, they threw the notes into the Goblet of Fire, with expectant expressions on their faces.

(End of this chapter)