A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 401 Celebration
Felix came out of the temporary tent, looked through the simple pillars of the stands, and saw several figures busy in the distance, among which Hagrid was easily identifiable.

He walked over and saw that the burly Hagrid was holding a bunch of tangled iron chains, and it hit the open space next to the Swedish Short-Snouted Dragon with a "bang". Charlie raised his wand, and the chain raised his head, Swimming to the side of the fire dragon like a snake—it was still unconscious, spouting two sparks from its nasal cavity from time to time—"Crack!" The chain was put on its ankle.

"Okay," Charlie wiped his sweat, "Hagrid, you'd better step back..."

"He's fast asleep," said Hagrid, stroking the spikes on the blue dragon's head obsessively.

"Felix," Charlie came over to say hello, looking at Hagrid helplessly, "If it's hunting in a dream... it won't hurt to get hit."

Felix looked around, and several conscious fire dragons roared lowly. There were still some staff members left in the venue. After they took off their fireproof hats, many faces were familiar to them.

"When are you going to leave? There should be a celebration in the evening."

Charlie raised his head and thought about it seriously, "I'm staying tonight, not because of celebration... It's a task arranged by my mother. She asked me to have a chat with Ron and the others to make sure there is nothing wrong with their young minds."

"Mrs Weasley worried?"

"Ah, how should I put it, she's already flustered enough..." He imitated his mother's anxious voice: "How can they participate in the competition? They are too young! Little Ronnie was bitten by a goblin when he was tidying up the garden Wow, crying..."

In the next second, his face became serious, and he said solemnly: "We dare not tell her the truth. Fortunately, there are not many introductions in the newspaper. She tore through the newspaper and did not find much useful information, but she found some useful information. Less gossip - Daddy's glad she's distracted, talking to her about whether Krum changed his age on the sly... just kidding."

Felix couldn't help but laugh, Mrs. Weasley's chattering and worried expression was already in his mind.

"It seems that she doesn't know much about fire dragons."

He leaned over to the black Hungarian Horntail, and it bent down comically, with its huge and ferocious head lowered. After losing the arrogance on the field, even the yellow eyes became much more pleasing to the eye.

"Don't breathe on me." Felix muttered, patting the thorns on its head, "I didn't expect you to be a female dragon, didn't you realize that the egg you were protecting wasn't your own?"

The Hungarian Horntail panted heavily, and the dust on the ground was rolled up by its breath. It looked dissatisfied at the surrounding staff.

"Oh, it seems that they not only snatched your eggs, but also cast a confusion spell on you, it's terrible..." He said, leaning towards the neck of the Hungarian Horntail, looking at one of the shiny black scales.

He had once transferred the Ministry of Magic's non-disclosure agreement to it, and now that the game was over, the effect of the contract was gone.

"We didn't snatch its child." Charlie said, from his angle, he could only see half of Felix's body, as if being eaten by a fire dragon, he couldn't help but smack his lips: "Tsk! Great relationship."

"Want to go to the castle?" Felix asked before leaving.

"After I'm done, I'm going to go to the owl shack first, write a letter to my family, and tell my mother everything that happened today." His face suddenly wrinkled, "Probably not 'everything', at least I won't Say its height."

He pointed to the huge Hungarian Horntail, which gave him a disdainful glance.

Felix and the reluctant Hagrid walked back. Hagrid turned back every step, and his boat-like feet walked slower than Felix.

"Is the snail all right?" he asked.

"It's okay, a batch died, too much lettuce..." Hagrid said without thinking, and when he heard the roar of the fire dragon, he immediately turned his head to look.

"Do they hibernate?"

"Oh, uh...hibernation?" Hagrid came back to his senses and looked at him blankly, "That's a problem, I haven't thought about it..." He pondered and said, "Although the manticore doesn't Hibernate, but fire crabs hibernate. You are right, I should have prepared earlier."

Felix nodded, he didn't care about the snails, he just wanted to divert Hagrid's attention.

Blast-tailed snails are bred from the above two magical animals. There are actually many such creatures in the magic world, but few can exist stably. Most of the creatures born due to the participation of wizards are often submerged in the long river of time. , only the traces of their existence are recorded in the ancient magic manuscripts.

The two parted ways near Hagrid's hut.

When entering the castle, the auditorium was full of chaos. There were people from the four colleges. They sang happily as if they were celebrating a festival. Moving images of "Medieval Dragon Quest".

There was a loud cheer from the crowd.

The six warriors were surrounded by students and looked uncomfortable. Cedric smiled shyly. Roger Davis held a goblet in the way of holding wine, talking to Collins who was sitting quietly, From time to time, he stroked his flowing hair.Not far from them, Harry and Hermione were sitting at the long Gryffindor table fast eating food - they were starving, listening to Ron at the table telling vivid stories, holding a Strawberry pie.

Felix estimated the time, it was obviously not time for meal, it should be the students who robbed the Hogwarts kitchen.

The Weasley twins stand with their friend Lee Jordan.Fred kept rubbing his hands, George tried to stop him, "Think about it, we will become the public enemy of the whole school."

Li Qiaodan also winked at him, signaling to Professor Haipu behind him.

Fred turned his head and grinned, "Okay." He had to give up the extremely tempting idea and put away the dung bomb in his hand.

Then he took out a bag of custard biscuits as if by magic, "How about trying this? We have a duty to liven up the atmosphere. Zuko's fireworks are too old-fashioned."

"Would you like to try it, Professor?"

Felix picked up a piece of biscuit, looked at it, and a beautiful canary flew out of the biscuit, circled the three of them twice, and quickly disappeared.

"It smells a bit weird, is it because of the magic?" He asked with a smile.

The twins shrank their necks, dragged Li Qiaodan who was still trying to explain, and slipped away quickly.They weaved through the crowd, setting traps one after another, then squeezed into Harry's group and handed them to Ron, who was happily describing his own journey.

"Oh, thank you——" Ron took the biscuit without looking at it, and took a bite: "Where did I go? The Hungarian Horntail breathes fire—Hermione's fire phoenix and Harry are dealing with it, it's thrilling , I said to myself, something had to be done, and I calmly uttered a powerful incantation—"

"Are you talking about the lighting technique?" Fred smiled. "I count, there are at least twenty people in the school who know this magic."

"That's different!" argued Ron. "Sitting comfortably on a cushion and chanting a spell is totally different than being under the nose of a fire dragon, I say - it's at least sixty feet away!"

At this moment, he suddenly turned into a huge canary and sat on the long table in Gryffindor, startling everyone.

"It's a canary biscuit..." Hermione glanced at it and said quickly.

"How do you know?" Harry asked, watching the big canary with interest, which made everyone laugh by turning its head from side to side.

"Fred and George put up little ads in the common room," said Hermione.

After half a minute, Ron began to shed his hair and his feathers flew around. He blushed and said falteringly, "You two...beware of my jinx..."

"Oh~ After facing the fire dragon, it's different. I have the courage to speak harshly... Then, can I continue to tell the story between you and the fire dragon, Mr. Warrior? We are all very curious." Fred bowed, Bin asked politely.

"Of course! I don't just rely on lip service." Ron cheered up.

Filch was in the corner with his Mrs. Norris, and he kept flexing and stretching his fingers, hesitating whether to step forward to stop them - but there were too many of them, almost all the students in the school were there.Professor Flitwick on the side said empathetically, "Let the students celebrate happily, and I will remind them to pack up."

Felix walked up to Snape. Snape's expression looked very similar to that of the polished armor next to him, which was at odds with the cheerful atmosphere.

"They're doing well, aren't they? There are Slytherins in there, too."

"Would you like me to write a letter of commendation, Felix?" said Snape, tucking his arms into the black cloak.

Felix mumbled something that sounded like "I wish so."

"I heard Moody turned your office upside down?"

"The power given by our headmaster," Snape said softly. He looked at the 'canaries' that suddenly appeared in the auditorium with a disgusted expression. XZ is good...Mad-Eye Moody not only has good eyes, but also has a good nose."

"Oh, I will." Felix said with a very bright smile.

(End of this chapter)