A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 637 Discussion
The students left one by one with the materials, and the last one to leave closed the door behind them.

"boom."

The staff lounge fell into silence, only Professor Binns was leaning against the fire and snoring intermittently, with a peaceful expression.However, this tranquility was quickly broken, and Felix leaned back on the chair, "Do you want a cup of tea, everyone?"

Professor McGonagall, Snape, and Grindelwald looked up with different expressions.

"I don't mind," Grindelwald said unhurriedly, "You can write the inspection report whenever you want."

Professor McGonagall's sharp gaze immediately moved away from Felix, as if he had found a new focus. "I have to remind you, Professor Bagshot, that you have been dragging this matter on for weeks." "Thank you, Minerva," Grindelwald said politely and perfunctorily, "I just have new ideas every time I think about it." Perception..."

"It seems that Mr. Bagshot is still a person who pursues perfection," Snape said flatly, "It's a pity that I didn't hear about your reputation before."

"I haven't been in the UK for a long time, it's too cramped and the weather is bad," Grindelwald said.

"Crack."

Several people turned their heads, and Felix calmly bit off half of the crispy biscuit.While they were talking, three plates of pastries, two pots of hot tea and four cups had been placed on the table, "I don't think Professor Binns needs to be considered for the time being, unless any of you want him to join the chat..."

No one ignored him.

Grindelwald poured himself a cup of honey tea, Snape stared at the light halo on the table, the fourth plate was trying to break free from the table, Felix pushed the iced jelly with the smiling cat face Over to Professor McGonagall to make room for the jelly donuts.

"An alternative food summoning spell?" Snape asked.

"I invented it," Felix said. "The secret is to discuss it with the house-elves beforehand... I added an aperture to make it look more magical."

Professor McGonagall was somewhat disapproving.

"Felix," she looked down at the soft and bouncy cat jelly for a while, pursed her lips and said, "I have to communicate with you about the teaching plan, the transformation of Animagus is extremely dangerous—"

"Minerva, I believe in your eyesight, with the two of us watching." Felix said: "And I still insist on my point of view, the biggest obstacle for Animagus is not those tedious preparations in advance, but How to control the wildness that comes out of your heart when you transform for the first time, 90.00% of the danger occurs at this stage."

"I completely agree, Felix," said Professor McGonagall, and then asked with some doubts: "You also mastered the Animagus?" She originally thought that Felix had just sorted out the study notes handed down from generation to generation by the Black family. Once again, give it to the students.

"That's it."

"Is it?" Professor McGonagall gasped and knocked over the cup in front of her. She waved her wand, and the cup immediately returned to its original shape.She asked without looking at it: "What is your deformed form?"

"A swift," said Felix without thinking.

"I have never seen your name in the announcement issued by the Animagus registry." Professor McGonagall said solemnly: "So I have made major mistakes in a row in my teaching career. There are a total of four students in my Practicing an illegal Animagus under your nose?"

"Cough, to be precise...I don't know if I'm practicing Animagus. As for the registration...Miss Granger has been too busy recently, so I'm too embarrassed to bother her." Felix began to make up nonsense .

Professor McGonagall stared at Felix, his chest rising and falling rhythmically.

Both Snape and Grindelwald were silent at this time, quietly eavesdropping on their conversation.As far as Snape knew, Felix hadn't learned about Animagus at school, at least not at school.Because his mouth was never idle, and he kept asking questions. He remembered that Felix had a nickname for this, which seemed to be... The Wandering Sphinx?

But there is no guarantee that he will go on vacation or do something privately after graduation, it is entirely possible.

Grindelwald thought of Dumbledore's Animagus.

"...Therefore, if students have experienced this feeling of being on the verge of losing control, it will help them maintain their sanity when the real Animagus transforms." Seeing that Professor McGonagall has not let go, Felix Chaos Nepunu pursed his mouth.

"But," Snape put down his teacup, and said slowly, "don't tell me how you want to grasp the middle scale... You got inspiration from that Death Eater punishing students for violating the rules."

Felix knew that the Death Eaters he was referring to were Crouch Jr., who had disguised himself as Moody and turned Draco Malfoy into a ferret not long after school started.

"That's right," said Professor McGonagall, with a tremor in his voice, "I don't think you've forgotten the bad experience of the witch Hicks Claurian?"

Felix looked at her suspiciously.

"what is that?"

"Claurian is a witch in the 20s. She made a serious mistake when she transformed into an Animagus for the first time. She was driven out of her mind by the uncontrollable wildness in her heart. Her family didn't realize it was wrong until a week later. There was a storm during that time, and their daughter was practicing Animagus at that time..."

"and then?"

"They found Clorian and restored her to human form, but she was completely delirious and had to be treated in St. Mungo's for three months before recovering." Professor McGonagall said seriously, "She was even lucky, There is evidence that more than seven disappearances of wizards in the last century have been suspected of being linked to failed Animagus transformations."

Felix thought about it.

"I think this story tells us how important it is to have a solid brain and friends... Minerva, I'm even more curious about how Clarion's parents found her, because as usual, she was in a state and A real beast is no different."

Professor McGonagall gave him a hard look and said angrily.

"Because Clorian's parents insisted on casting the magic of forced appearance on every animal they saw. They persisted for three days, and then found a cow happily eating wild strawberries a kilometer away. The stripes are exactly like my daughter's favorite dress..."

"...Claurian, who had recovered, was terrified of that experience, and refused to perform the Animagus Transfiguration for the rest of her life, so the Ministry of Magic did not register her name."

Maybe that deformed form is really useless... Felix thought to himself, and he said in a relaxed tone:
"Okay, I admit the story is horrible, and the feeling of being out of control is terrible, but you don't think you can let the students run away with the two of us? If you really insist, we can set up a control group-- Come to think of it, Minerva, we are fully capable of controlling the danger within reasonable limits, and if successful, the new practice method will greatly improve the safety of the Animagus itself."

After a moment of silence, Professor McGonagall loosened his will.

Although she is usually a bit rigid, it is a habit she has developed in the face of mischievous students.She herself also has the characteristics of Ravenclaw, and she was almost assigned to Ravenclaw College when she entered school. Her attitude towards knowledge is strict and she never lacks courage.

Otherwise she wouldn't have mastered Animagus either.

What made her hesitate was that she wasn't sure if, and how much, to risk her students.She looked at Felix, who smiled confidently.

"Then come up with your plan," said Professor McGonagall, "I won't agree to even the slightest problem."

"No problem," Felix said cheerfully, "I bet those students won't finish reading the material, so we have a lot of time..."

The door was pushed open from the outside.

"It's so lively, I heard it from outside," the bloated Slughorn squeezed in panting, holding a small fruit basket in his hand, "So you are hiding here, I said how can I find you after dinner?" No one..." When he saw Grindelwald, he had an alert expression on his face.

"Horace," said Professor McGonagall, with a slight blush on his face, "Anyone else sent you something?"

"Well, you said this?" Slughorn rarely boasted of his connections, but uneasily fiddled with the buttons on his vest, muttering in a low voice, "It's from Carlotta Pinkstone, I When I met her when I was young, she was not so crazy... stubborn."

He put the little flower basket on the table, and tore off the wrapping paper, revealing the sweets and preserves inside.

"Ah, it's my favorite...You're welcome." He said, deftly picking up a piece of dried pineapple sprinkled with icing sugar with his fat fingers, poured himself a cup of tea with his other free hand, bowed his head gently After sniffing, "Honey tea is really a perfect match."

"So, what are you guys talking about? If you don't mind, I would like to introduce you to a small party I'm preparing for Christmas, where many celebrities will be invited," he sneaked a glance at Felix.

"Thanks, Horace." Professor McGonagall said disapprovingly. She had worked with Slughorn for many years and knew the potions master's temper very well. "It can be seen that retirement for many years has not made your teaching ability rusty, and you are still able to handle it with ease."

"To be honest, I'm not used to it." Slughorn said with a smile: "It's changed a lot from before I retired, for example... the good seedlings have been picked away, which is natural. There are many students in the school. Excellent colleagues...”

In the evening, after finishing Quidditch training, Harry, Ron, and Ginny trudged back to the common room.

"Did the training go well?" Hermione asked while reading the Animagus materials. She waved her wand, and the dirt and dusty faces on the three of Harry's bodies became clean and refreshed.She is now proficient at using silent spells.

"Thanks," Ginny said weakly. "Except for Harry and Katie, everyone's condition is ups and downs. If we're lucky, we can score an astonishing score; but if we catch up with everyone's condition..." She shrugged.

Harry was too tired to talk, he shouted tactics all day, his throat seemed to be out of order, and it hurt even to swallow.

Hermione raised her head and glanced at them, and said calmly: "Although it's a bit unreasonable, I still suggest that you set aside some time to read the materials the professor gave us, and don't prepare nothing when the time comes—"

"Hermione, we know what we know." Ron slumped on the sofa chair and said carelessly: "The most important thing now is Quidditch! You don't understand, we have a fight with Malfoy. Bludger hit him in the face."

"Are you going to take the batsman's job? What about the goal, let it learn how to dodge the Quaffle?" said Hermione sharply.

Harry smiled silently, but quickly restrained his smile, thinking it would be wise to keep Ron fighting.

"So I told Perks and Gut the details of my dream," said Ron, rolling his eyes, as Hermione pulled a book from the stack and began reading in the middle. "They were so inspired to decide to grant my wish. You're welcome, Harry." He waved Harry.

Hermione snorted, leaned over and grabbed another book, counted the pages carefully, and then lowered her head to take notes.

"Hermione, how did you do it?" Harry asked hoarsely.

"Oh, what?"

"Read several books at the same time."

"They're supposed to go together," Hermione explained. "Aren't you used to the professor's style? He's always liked—"

"There are still notes?" Ginny leaned over, looked at the documents in front of Hermione, and asked curiously, and then she read out what she saw with a bit of tongue-twisting, "For the reasons for keeping calm, refer to the reading "The Encyclopedia of Spells Invented by the Experimental Spell Committee," Chapter 12 'Don't study magic when you're in a bad mood' in its entirety."

Harry yelled in disbelief, "Is this all in the files?" He felt his throat start to smoke.

"Almost every page has... oh, just the first third, the part that Professor McGonagall provided has no annotations, she wrote it all. In fact, Professor McGonagall only added safety matters and failure cases, and her Personal review notes."

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay.After a long time-"Bang!" With a loud noise, Ron rolled over from behind the chair.

"Are you all right, Ron?" Harry pulled him up from the ground with half concern and half amusedness, and Ron kept the shocked expression on his face when he stood up.

"I still want to wait until the game is over and stay up late to read the materials, but now I can't read them at all." Ron said palely, and then said as if seeing a savior, "Hermione, you must lend us the notes .”

……

Almost in the blink of an eye, it was the weekend.

The ceiling of the auditorium is a blue sky with white clouds, which means that today is a good day.When Harry and the others came down, the Gryffindor students greeted them warmly. Harry also saw Luna. He sincerely hoped that a miracle would happen, such as Professor McGonagall wanted to host the game on a whim... …

When he changed his uniform in the locker room and led the trembling players into the court, the cold wind made his hair flutter, and his heart was completely calmed down.

(End of this chapter)