A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 557
Waking up, Felix was awakened by loud noises in the castle.

He shook his head, the castle in front of him seemed to have its own emotions.He knows it's an illusion, but it's pretty mesmerizing, Felix thinks as he washes up, like every brick in the school comes to life and can't wait to be a part of it.

Today is the last weekend in November, and it is also the day when the school promises to recruit new student groups that have been approved by the student union.Although Felix didn't think it was necessary-many clubs had already recruited people several days in advance, and now they probably had enough recruits, but the emotions he felt when he first woke up seemed to indicate that he had guessed wrong before.

After packing up, Felix brought Varun to the auditorium. He found that he still underestimated the enthusiasm of these students.

The auditorium was full of voices and was already full of students.Felix subconsciously changed to observe from the perspective of a dementor. Looking around, he felt as if he was in a cheerful ocean.Four long tables were piled up to the corners, replaced by booths like rocks, centering on these booths, aroused waves of strong emotions.There are colorful flags and shouts everywhere.

Felix walked to a corner of the auditorium. Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick stood together. Professor McGonagall's face looked a little stiff, and it was difficult for her to turn a blind eye to the ubiquitous violations in front of her eyes.

"Oh, Minerva, don't be too strict," said the good-natured Professor Flitwick. He took out his wand, waved it in the air a few times like a conductor, and from the tip of the wand flew strips of colored ribbons and A group of chirping birds, these birds are flying in the air in a neat formation, and from time to time they catch a single student and circle around him.

Felix narrowed his eyes, that seemed to be a group of young eagles?Under the golden soft down is a fine layer of bronze-colored feathers.

He was in a daze, and he suddenly remembered that he had made similar changes to the auditorium at the beginning of the first year. He conjured a big green snake on the ceiling, and Severus also participated... Felix grinned and stretched out With a finger out, a huge bird snake condensed in the air.

The bird's head, thin neck, blue-green feathers, free-spreading wings and shiny feathers, and a pair of amber serene eyes when bent down.

The students in the auditorium were quiet for a while, and then they discussed more, chattering non-stop.

"Birds and snakes! I've only seen them in pictures, but I didn't expect the real thing to be so beautiful." Justin Fenriely said with admiration.

"I saw it in room seven," said Susan Bones, but she also stared dreamily at the ceiling. "They were hidden in the bamboo forest, and there was the pottery town."

"What's that?" Justin asked.

"A town made entirely of porcelain, Professor Haipu's memory even invited me to play in it, and said it was—" Susan Burns thought for a while, "Internal testing. That's right, that's the word Son."

"Internal test?" Justin somewhat understood the meaning of the word, "Sounds very interesting, I don't know when it will be open."

On the other side, Professor McGonagall gave Felix a hard look, unaccustomed to his polite and provocative eyes, her chest bulged, and with a final wave of her wand, the chair in the corner magically He rushed out somersaulting and turned into big and small golden lions.

When Dumbledore appeared, there was a chaotic scene in the auditorium: golden eaglets soared around, blue-green feathered snakes carried a few students across the head, and a group of badgers squatted on the wall without blinking. Blinkingly stared at Peeves below.

Peeves was dressed up and floating in the air in a naive manner. He miraculously did not do anything to spoil the atmosphere.

It meant only one thing, that Peeves was delighted by the ideas that the students in the Great Hall were passing on.

Dumbledore felt a rubbing sensation at his feet, he lowered his head, and a fluffy lion cub was looking up at him.

Dumbledore smiled, took out his wand and pointed downward, with him as the center, the dark and cold floor turned into a grass-green blanket.Amid bursts of cheers, Dumbledore left politely, searching the crowd as he walked, and soon he found the very conspicuous person.

"Severus," Dumbledore and Snape stood side by side, twiddling his thumb while taking in the bustling scene in the auditorium, "if I'm planning to attend a grand event, I will never wear A black robe."

"It's a pity that I only have clothes of one color," said Snape coldly.

"Sometimes it's good to have a change of taste. How do you like silver? Or green?" After Dumbledore finished speaking, he stared at the students walking around in the auditorium, and after a while he said softly, "Pay attention to Felix."

"Who?"

"Felix, Felix Hemp," Dumbledore said almost in a whisper.

"Are you crazy, Dumbledore?" snapped Snape.A dozen feet away, a student holding a Muggle movie poster shook his hands in fright. The poster fluttered and landed at his feet. Snape stared at the movie name on it with disgust, "The Lion King? The Lion King?"

The student picked up the poster in fear and ran away.

Snape calmed down, but his tone was even harsher. He lowered his voice and said, "Are you old-fashioned?"

Dumbledore showed a helpless expression, "I'm old, but I'm not stupid." But Snape still looked at him, as if to see if he was someone else's disguise, and the hooked nose was indistinguishable. normal.

Dumbledore knew he had to give an explanation. He looked at the Weasley twins waving a huge banner in the distance, and sighed, "Felix is ​​doing something very dangerous."

"What is it?" Snape asked subconsciously, "Breaking the laws of the Ministry of Magic? Doesn't he do less crimes?"

"No, Severus, it's much more serious than that," said Dumbledore. "When it comes to a man, you just need to know: in a way, he's more dangerous than Voldemort. . . Make an accurate judgment. You were his teacher, and you are the only one who knows him best."

"No one understands Felix Hemp." Snape said maliciously, "I wouldn't be surprised if he suddenly gave you a Killing Curse someday."

"To be honest, I don't really care about that." Dumbledore said with a smile on his face. "So, pay more attention to him, okay?"

……

Fred and George stood on a wooden box with a row of empty butterbeer bottles in front of them. Seven or eight junior wizards squatted in front of the bottles, looking at the clusters of fireworks constantly exploding inside the bottles, showing envious expressions. expression.

"Fireworks in a bottle!" Fred said happily, "As long as you sign up, you can get one for free." He pointed to the poster hanging on the side, on which flashed colorful characters—"Sworn to defend the school rules!"

A student carefully reads the introductory part under the large characters: Are you still troubled by the cumbersome school rules?Or because of violating school rules, you will be deducted points and placed in solitary confinement, and you will be so ashamed that you can hardly see anyone?Have you ever been ridiculed by your peers for your lame foul play?If you have the same confusion, all the answers are in the "Sworn to the Deathly Guard School Rules Club", which will take you to interpret the school rules one by one, and provide an authoritative analysis of the new items added every year!Let you calmly face seven years of school life!
The student always felt that something was wrong, and when he looked up, he saw a face with a bright smile. "How is it?" George said, winking his eyes, "Are you tempted? Still hesitating? It's a rare opportunity, my friend. You can sign up first. We provide three training sessions for free. If you are talented, you will be able to understand the essence soon... ..."

Two minutes later, the boy left blankly holding a butterbeer bottle.

"Be careful not to break the bottle!" George reminded him kindly behind him, and then sighed contentedly.A deliberately low voice suddenly said in his ear: "What are the consequences after breaking it?" George was startled, and turned his head to look at the two students who were covering themselves tightly.

"Harry? Ron?" said George, surprised.

"It's us," Harry muttered.

George looked them up and down for a long time, and suddenly laughed, "Hermione has been looking for you..."

"Yeah, we know," said Ron vaguely, "we got away with it twice."

Looking over his shoulder, Harry could see the four booths of 'Frontline Lookout Station', 'SPEW', 'Curved Horn Beast Must Exist', and 'Harry Potter Worshipers' Club' gathered together to form a In a loose square, Neville, Hermione, Ginny, Luna, and the Creevey brothers are busy at work.

Harry shivered, knowing that at the Creevey brothers' booth, pictures of 'Harry Potter' faces covered the entire curtain.The picture of him fighting the fire dragon hangs at the top, and I don’t know how Creevey filmed it. His head occupies one-third of the picture, and the other two-thirds are the hideous Hungarian Horntail. Min clapped her hands in the corner like a spectator who strayed into the scene...

A group of people pointing around.Harry was horrified to find that Draco Malfoy was staring at his photo with undisguised contempt, not far from him, and Mafalda excitedly pulled Dennis Creevey to ask West, Dennis enthusiastically introduced to her, and then she took out a small green book and quill.

"Mind if I take notes?"

"Oh, of course not."

Two high-pitched voices passed through the noisy auditorium and entered Harry's ears.

Of the two, Malfoy and Mafalda, Harry wasn't sure who he wanted the scene to be the least of, and if it had been before this school year, it would have been Draco Malfoy, because he would have made up a To taunt him with nonsense, but now Harry hesitated - he had no idea what stories Mafalda would come up with.

Then he discovered something even more frightening. Professor Haip and Sirius walked over together, stopped in front of the 'Harry Potter Fan Club', and looked at the photos on the curtain with great interest. Sirius' eyes seemed to be shine...

"Hi, Harry." Harry was suddenly tapped on the shoulder, making him shiver.Looking back, it was Luna.

"Why are you here?" Harry said quietly.He deeply regretted that he didn't take a sip of Felix Elixir before coming here.

"Hermione has been looking for you," Luna said. "I thought she was too busy, so I volunteered to help."

"Are there a lot of people signing up?" Ron asked in surprise. Is SPEW so popular?

"Yeah, they are almost overwhelmed." Luna said with her eyes wide open.

Even though there was no accusation in Luna's tone, Harry still felt a little guilty, whether it was towards Hermione or Neville.After all, he was the founder of the 'Frontline Lookout Station', but now he's leaving it all to someone else.

Harry had a slight hesitation in his heart, but when he saw Professor Haip walking over, that hesitation was immediately thrown out of the sky. If the professor asked him about the topic of the 'Harry Potter Admirers Club', he would definitely would die of shame.

……

"Can I interview you?" Mafalda asked.

"What? Me?" Dennis Creevey looked at her in bewilderment, and Mafalda nodded, "Oh, okay."

"Which grade are you in?"

"second grade."

"So you enrolled last year?" Mafalda said excitedly.

"Yeah, I took that photo." Dennis proudly pointed to the photo of the Hungarian Horntail.

On the other side, Sirius readily signed the registration form, "Is that all right?"

"Of course!" Colin Creevey said excitedly. He got under the cabinet and took out a large box. "All the photos are in it, and I carefully selected them."

Sirius happily left with a full set of photos of his godson.

"Dennis! I can't believe that our club has recruited a professor!" Colin screamed. He turned around and wanted to hug his brother, only to find that Dennis was gone. He looked left and right, and Dennis was caught. A girl led a chat near the deserted SPEW booth.

Hermione was handing out 'Frontline Lookout' leaflets with Neville and Ginny, and occasionally dealing with "What is a Snork?"Hermione's expression was full of anger. In order not to delay the matter, she deliberately put the seats of the two clubs together, but her side was empty, and none of the three freshmen that had agreed before came today!On the contrary, the 'Frontline Observation Station' was very popular, there was an endless stream of inquiries, and the registration form quickly filled up a thick stack.

Hermione looked gloomily at the chaotic auditorium, thinking sadly: music, movies, magic paintings, and rough fighting were obviously more attractive than a society for the promotion of elf rights.

At this time, a black, chubby little guy suddenly jumped onto the table.

"Haw?"

"Varen?" Hermione raised her head and looked at Varen holding an exclusive wand in one hand, the tip of the wand flashed with fluorescent light, it looked like she was waving two fluorescent sticks. "Oh." Hermione felt warm in her heart. She hugged Varen and rubbed it on her face, "Pa-ta--" A small notebook the size of a palm fell out of Sniff's pocket and spread out on the table.

"A master's diary?" Hermione could barely make out the crooked letters on the book. She looked at Varen in confusion, and Varen broke away from her hand in embarrassment, and picked up the small book that he had dropped.Turned around and slipped away.Hermione thought for a few seconds, then pursed her lips and smiled.

"What is this?" a voice asked.

"The front-line lookout station, you can think of it as an Auror reserve. Although it is voluntary, we will provide professional training as much as possible and..." Hermione subconsciously read the lines, "Uh, professor?"

Felix smiled and nodded at her.

"No one cares?" he asked, looking at the stack of blank registration forms on the table.

"Probably inappropriate," said Hermione dejectedly.

"If you just want to attract some members, you can try what the Weasley twins do," Felix said.He and Hermione looked in the direction of the 'Sworn to the School Rules' club, which was overcrowded, in stark contrast to this side.

"But I don't want to—" Hermione said, biting her lip, struggling.

"Hello?" A voice interjected, and Mafalda looked at them poking around. She had just made an appointment with Dennis for an interview, and then carried out the scheduled plan non-stop. "Can I get a registration form?"

Hermione stared at her with wide eyes, "You want to join SPEW?"

Mafalda shrugged, "If you agree—"

"Agreed!" said Hermione right away. "You're interested in house-elves too? What do you think? I actually think the name is a bit dated, but it's a good first target for the organization... I mean Yes, different from my original idea, I hope that the new statute can unite all creatures with human-like intelligence, and everyone can get what they need from each other. Even in terms of force, wizards have an absolute advantage, and this is the time to show their demeanor... ..."

Felix twirled the quill in his hand and listened silently. His assistant seemed to be perfecting his ideas all the time.In his view, equal rights are unnecessary, anyway, he would not do such thankless things.But it is still very valuable to eliminate hatred and establish a pan-magic alliance headed by wizards.

After thinking about it, he took a registration form and filled it out.

Mafalda is not used to Hermione's enthusiasm, "Oh, uh," she said hesitantly, "I'd better tell you something. Counting your side, I have joined a total of 27 clubs..."

The joy froze on Hermione's face.

"Are you kidding? Or did you add every club you could sign up for?"

"Of course not!" Mafalda said angrily, "I will definitely have a chat before joining, at least to make sure they are not just a whim..." Her voice was getting weaker and weaker, sounding very unconvincing.

The two stared at each other for a while, and finally Hermione gave in.She said wearily, "Okay, here's the form... wait, this one's already been filled out...Professor?" Hermione looked left and right, only to see Harry and Ron sneaking up from the other side , they almost mummified themselves.

"You - still - know - come back?" Hermione yelled at them.

"The professor left?" Harry and Ron avoided looking at her.Harry said guiltily, "Great, uh, I mean... why are you here?" He turned to stare at Mafalda.

Mafalda lifted her face proudly.

(End of this chapter)