A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 411 Continue

The tone of December is strong wind and snow. Compared with the whole vast expanse, Hogwarts Castle is like a small animal wearing a white felt hat in the snow.

Like a sniff.

A pair of Hogwarts students are standing in the courtyard chatting. "Come closer," said Eleanor, taking a locket from her thin pocket and examining it carefully. "I remember the button for adjusting the range on the edge..."

The boy next to her hesitated and sat a little closer.Caldwell watched her fiddle intently with the knobs on the locket.

"What is this?" he asked curiously.

"The constant temperature locket, my mother sent it to me." Eleanor lowered her head to study while explaining. "alright!"

"What... wow." Caldwell said in amazement, he felt a warm breath seeping in through his cold clothes, and he was a little uncomfortable at first, because the heat made him suddenly realize His outer clothes were so cold, but soon, he squinted his eyes comfortably.

It seems to have suddenly returned to summer.

"I said why didn't you put on a thick woolen cloak, so you have this... this thermostatic box!" Caldwell said, his face was flushed by the heat, and he hurriedly wrapped it around his neck. The thick scarf is loose.

"It's a thermostatic locket," Eleanor repeated, and then showed him the locket. "There are two knobs on it, one controls the range and the other controls the temperature. It is a new product launched by the 'Future World' company." , Mom sent it to me immediately via owl mail."

"Future world?" Caldwell heard another unfamiliar word.

"Oops! It's a fairly well-known company these days, and they're all in the news. Magical lantern shows, collaborations with the Weird Sisters, branches in Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade...they've got an upcoming release There are more than a dozen items in the product list, and I especially want the emerald crown."

Caldwell looked at her enviously, "You know so much, it's not like I don't know anything."

"Because my mother is a wizard, she graduated from Hufflepuff - just like me, she told me the little secret of the kitchen..." Eleanor squinted and said, she has moon-white hair and a small face round.

"So don't worry, just ask me if you don't understand." She patted her chest and said.

They sat on benches in the courtyard, watching the men and women who leisurely passed by on weekends, pointing at everyone passing by.

"You see, that man is a Slytherin, you can tell by the color of his scarf."

"Those two girls are holding magic puppets, which are props from the ancient magic text class. I guess they are looking for a secluded place to play."

"Ha, look at that man, does his clothes look like the little wizard Mick? Especially the way he scratches his head, it's so silly..." Eleanor giggled.

Caldwell listened carefully, then pointed to a person in the distance, "It's Professor Moody!"

The two fell silent, quietly watching Moody dragging one leg, approaching and leaving from a distance.They held their breath until he turned a corner and the "creaking" sound of stepping on the snow finally died away.

"He's scary, isn't he?" said Eleanor softly.

"Yeah, you're right," Caldwell agreed. "You can't believe how horrible he was when he yelled at me the day the pick was picked, and that broken nose was the distance I'm less than three inches, thanks to a young professor who saved me..."

"Stop it." Eleanor immediately remembered the scene when she was reprimanded by Professor Moody when she was dyeing the velvet in class.

Under the effect of the constant temperature locket, the biting cold wind turned into a cool spring breeze, which made Caldwell feel comfortable. He felt that Eleanor had adjusted the temperature of the locket too high. The two of them seemed to be sitting next to the fire in the fireplace, and the surrounding snow unconsciously fainted.

"What's that?" Caldwell said suddenly, pointing to the snow in the courtyard, "There's something down there."

"I don't know," said Eleanor, taking her wand out of her pocket and looking at the snow with vigilance. Caldwell followed suit, but they were all first-year students, and they didn't learn much. spell.

"It must be a living thing!" said Caldwell, and they lifted their legs up on the edge of their chairs and watched cautiously as the thing in the snow made a long trail and then passed a short distance from them. The place stopped.

Just when Caldwell was thinking about whether a big mouth full of fangs would pop out suddenly, the snow puffed up a small bag, "It's coming out!" Eleanor said nervously, grasping tightly with one hand Hold Caldwell's arm.

"No, don't worry, it doesn't look big... I should be able to handle it...Huh?"

He was about to puff up for Eleanor when a pink beak poked out, followed by a furry head.

"Ha!"

Sniffing Varun raised his head, looked around against a layer of snow, paused on Eleanor and Caldwell, glanced at the direction of the courtyard exit, and burrowed into the snow again.

"What is that...it doesn't look very scary." Caldwell said, he couldn't help blushing, maybe Eleanor was too close, and the temperature of the locket was too high.

"A Niffler," said Eleanor. "I heard from the prefect that a professor in the school had a Niffler... oh, no."

"what happened?"

"We missed an opportunity! The prefect said, this Snuffer has a lot of treasures, and no one knows what good things are hidden in its pockets, but as long as it takes a fancy to it, it will take out the treasures and exchange them with you!"

"What can a Niffler have, a nice rock?" Caldwell asked, and that was all he could think of.

"More than that, I heard that a pair of twins gave this Nixiu a box of Filibar fireworks, but they got a quill pen that can draw in the air, and the drawn characters can still move... Another student gave I bought it a luminous grass, and exchanged it for a bottle of blue bubble blowing water."

"Blowing bubbles?"

"A bubble that can hold people in!"

Caldwell imagined Eleanor encased in a blue bubble, and he found himself looking forward to it.But that Xixiu had already left, and he could only look helplessly at the traces left by Xixiu on the snow.

……

Snuffing Varun is enjoying a rare vacation. It has an agreement with the Great Demon King. Every time it learns a hundred words, it can go out for a walk, the kind that no one is watching.

Coming out of the courtyard and walking a certain distance, it poked its head out again. It smelled more than a dozen familiar scents, picked one of them, and acted quickly.Occasionally, when I raised my head, I could still hear some half-understood conversations——

"I'm only telling you, who made you my sister...Professor Trelawney predicted that something bad would happen!"

"Well," said a disinterested voice, "who's going to die this time?"

"Padma Patil!" The man who spoke earlier sounded unhappy. "You should learn to respect the professor."

"Sorry, but Ravenclaw only respects the truly learned."

Snuffing Varun poked his head out of the snow, and saw a pair of twin sisters who looked alike were at war, he hesitated and walked back.

"Look, it's Niuxiu! Don't go, I want to exchange things with you!" One of the witches ran towards it excitedly, and Varen was startled, and quickly got into the snow and ran away.

This time it was much more cautious.When he hears voices, he deliberately slows down.Soon, it smelled a familiar smell, no, it was three.

"Wagadou's people don't live in snow houses, do they?"

"Fred, you are insulting my African friends, they have their own resident... The environment is indeed not good, but it must be much better than Durmstrang, poor ghost ship, swaying in the strong wind... ..." said a fast voice that didn't sound too angry.

"You really made friends with them?" Fred asked a little surprised.

"Look at my braids, brother, we are all bronze eagles tonight!" Li Qiaodan shouted the slogan of no money.

"Oh, Lee, the Ravenclaws won't be happy to hear that..." George laughed.

Xixiu quickly passed by like a black shadow, and found his target before entering the main building of the castle.

"That's an absolutely terrible idea," said Ron.

"I don't think so," said Hermione quietly.

"Don't you think it's outrageous? We squatted outside the Ilvermorny camp for two hours just to have a word with those goblins... I almost died of fright when they pointed arrows at me."

Harry kept silent. Today he wanted to sleep in on the weekend, but Hermione insisted on dragging them to interview the goblins, asking how their life in Ilvermorny was, and saying that they were going to talk to Hogwarts. House-elves for a comparative study.

As a result, the goblins drove them away rudely. As for his impressions...he is now numb from head to toe, and he just wants to go back and take a hot bath as soon as possible, and he doesn't want to talk at all.

At this moment, a black shadow sprang out in front of him, he subconsciously pulled out his wand, but stopped the moment he saw the shadow clearly, "Varen?" He shouted in surprise.

Niffle climbed up his shoulders to his head, watching Ron and Hermione fight condescendingly.

"Haw (go on)!"

(End of this chapter)