A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 40

Harry, Ron, and Hermione lifted the cloak tremblingly.

The three of them stepped forward, crying sadly, "Professor..."

Felix kept looking around among the three, "Miss Granger, Mr. Potter, and Mr. Weasley, can you tell me why you are here?"

Harry worked up his courage and said, "Professor, I, we want to visit Hagrid. You may not know it, but we are friends with him."

"This is not the right way, you have gone too deep into the Forbidden Forest." Felix shook his head, "I think your professor should have told you not to trespass in the Forbidden Forest."

Ron faltered and said: "Professor, we originally wanted to find Hagrid, but we saw you by chance and were curious for a while, so we followed."

"Curious for a while," Felix played with the wand in his hand. He looked at the three of them without speaking.

Huge psychological pressure fell on the three of them.

Finally Hermione said in a tearful voice, "Sorry, Professor, we failed your trust—"

"It's nothing," Felix said calmly. "Adventures are in the nature of every little wizard, especially Gryffindor students. But I hope you can draw the line between bravery and stupidity. You know, life is only once."

Felix didn't say anything more, he led the three of them back to the castle.

"Let me think about it, violating the curfew, trespassing in the forbidden forest, following the professor..." Following Felix's words, the faces of the three of them turned pale, "Ten points will be deducted from each of them, and they will be locked up for a week."

The trio sleepwalks generally back into the common room.

Seeing Hermione's sad look, Ron comforted: "It's nothing, it's more perfect than the best result I imagined. I thought we would each deduct fifty points and be locked up until Christmas."

Harry agreed, if they fell into Snape's hands tonight, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Lying in bed, Ron suddenly said to Harry, "That's pretty cool, isn't it?"

"what?"

"Professor Haip, whoosh! I can't see his movements clearly. If you ask me, he is definitely much stronger than Snape, even stronger than Dumbledore!"

"Principal Dumbledore is the strongest." Harry said without thinking.

"That's not necessarily true. The headmaster hasn't done anything for many years. If it was a few decades ago, I wouldn't doubt it..." Ron muttered in a low voice, and then gradually fell asleep.

However, Harry couldn't fall asleep. Images of Professor Haip casting magic kept appearing in his mind. From the time Professor Haip cast the first spell to the moment he suddenly appeared in the form of black smoke, every movement was decomposed in his mind. , to reproduce.

He saw clearly.

The next day, Hermione was still a little sad, but she quickly picked herself up and even started discussing the Chamber of Secrets clues with them.

The little witch said with a straight face, "It seems that Professor Haip is not the heir of Slytherin."

Ron said: "Don't be so arbitrary, we just temporarily dispelled a doubt, although Professor Haipu is really good." He also admitted this.

Harry quickly changed the subject. He felt that their behavior of following the professor last night made Hermione, as an assistant, a little ashamed.

"I think Malfoy is more likely."

"That's right." Ron said.

"But how do you get the words out of his mouth? He won't brazenly admit that he is the heir of Slytherin."

Hermione nodded, and she whispered, "Maybe, we need Polyjuice Potion."

"what?"

"Compound Potion, it can make you into another person." Hermione explained to them.

The two were still at a loss.

Hermione said angrily, "Aren't you listening to the class? Snape mentioned in the class that the brewing process of this potion is very difficult and requires a variety of precious materials. Its formula is recorded in " Power Potion" in the book."

The three discussed in low voices.

But immediately, they got stuck at the first step.

The recipe for Polyjuice Potion is hard to come by, as it is documented in the book "Power Potion" in the restricted section of the library.

There was only one way to borrow a book from the Restricted Section: to get an approval slip signed by a professor.

"There's no reason for us to borrow that book," said Ron. "It's not something our year should touch."

"I think," said Hermione, "that if we pretend to be interested in the theory, there might be some hope..."

"Oh come on, professors don't take it so easily," said Ron, "unless they're dead stupid..."

Saturday morning.

The trio had breakfast and came to the office of the ancient rune professor together - to complete their confinement.

Harry lamented a little. The first Quidditch game was about to start, but he couldn't participate in the training. Quidditch captain Wood had a lot of opinions on this.

Knocking on the door, the three were surprised to see that Draco Malfoy was also here.

Malfoy was crouching in front of a table, and in front of him was a large thick book, and the pages had already been turned to the last dozen or so pages.His quill kept copying, and the tip of his nose was still stained with ink.

Harry suddenly remembered that Malfoy was punished for copying books.

Professor Haip closed the door and said in a relaxed tone, "Originally, I planned to stagger you, but after thinking about it, it's still too troublesome. I asked, and Mr. Malfoy doesn't mind sharing the same table with you."

Ron suddenly laughed "chi chi", looking at Malfoy's expression, it didn't seem like "don't mind", he began to look forward to this confinement.

Felix conjured up three chairs and placed them in front of them, "I'll go find the materials you want to transcribe." After finishing speaking, he left.

The four people in the office stared at each other.

Harry jokingly said, "Malfoy, your confinement isn't over yet? It's not a small price."

Malfoy raised his head high, "Harry Potter!" He glanced at the three of them, and seemed to want to say something when he saw Hermione, but he quickly held back.

He said a little haughtily, "At Professor Snape's suggestion, Professor Haipe allowed me to take a leave of absence so that I wouldn't have to miss Slytherin's Quidditch training, Potter! I'll beat you on the field of!"

Harry's mood turned bad all of a sudden.With the financial support of the Malfoy family, all members of the Slytherin Quidditch school team were replaced with Nimbus 2001 brooms, which made them extremely fast and looked like seven pale green shadows on the court.

Ron provocatively said: "The real game depends on skill. Even if you go through the back door and become a seeker, you will only become a laughing stock, prodigal son!"

"Shut up, Weasley. Is there even a Galleon in your family vault?"

Ron's face flushed, even his ears burned, and he pulled out his wand, yelling, "Say it again! Malfoy, say it again!"

Harry and Hermione hurriedly stopped him, not to mention what would happen to the fight in the professor's office, even if Ron did it, what if he spit slugs all afternoon?

Felix came back with a stack of thick parchment. Harry and Ron looked at the material, which was more than a foot high, and they were in no mood to quarrel.

"I asked Professor McGonagall that a batch of materials she had was too old and needed to be updated, so I took the initiative to take over the job," Felix said lively, "it just happened to be related to your behavior-students who violated the prohibition list and its penalties.”

Felix put the materials on the table, and a thick circle of dust was raised with a "bang". He waved his wand to "clean up", and a gust of wind carried the dust away. "Let's get started, children."

Felix sat in a corner of the office, seven or eight meters away from them, "Close your ears and listen." He pointed at himself with his wand, then opened a thick book, and enjoyed the leisurely weekend.

On the other end, Harry, Ron and Hermione sat down resignedly. Ron strongly disliked sitting with Malfoy, so Harry could only stay next to him as a last resort.

Harry turned over a piece of parchment, dipped a quill in ink and began to copy the information.

Malfoy whispered, "Potter! You know, you're going to lose..."

"Shut up, Malfoy!" Harry growled softly.

　two shifts

　　
　
(End of this chapter)