Holy Light Professor at Hogwarts

The next day, Friday, the first weekend of the new semester is approaching.

All the little wizards who were injured in the flying class yesterday have been discharged from the hospital. Professor Huo Qi did not let them fly too high, so no one suffered serious injuries.

However, it was probably the connection between the Quidditch teams on the Quidditch field these days that aroused the young wizards' yearning for the sky, so those students seemed to have no fear of flying when they were discharged from the hospital.

"They will probably become frequent visitors to the school hospital in the future...probably." Kirk guessed. After all, flying is often accompanied by risks.

After sending away the last student, it was just past 07:30. Madam Pomfrey, with the cooperation of the house elves, tidied up the ward as usual, while Kirk took the jar of holy water in the ward and went to the church. Add some holy water to the courtyard.

Holy water is very helpful in recovering from trauma. Just yesterday afternoon, I used nearly a large jar.

Arriving in the courtyard, Kirk saw from a distance that Hagrid had just come out of the Forbidden Forest for inspection and was walking towards the church. Kirk stood there and waited for a while: "Good morning, Hagrid!"

"Good morning, Dean Kirk!" Hagrid is still carrying the thunder-forged battle ax. In recent days, he has practiced repeatedly and has been able to control the range of thunder and lightning. At least he will not lose control due to lightning. , causing fires in the forbidden forest.

Hagrid handed Kirk the basket of berries that Fang was holding in his mouth, and then said: "Time flies so fast, a week is about to pass; Dean Kirk, I checked, Harry has a Potions class today. , if you meet him after class, please tell him that at three o'clock in the afternoon, I invited him to come to my cabin for tea; of course, I have sent him the invitation using Hedwig, but I am afraid that he missed the owl."

"No problem." Kirk agreed readily. After all, he didn't have any plans today.

As he spoke, he carried the jar to the water tank containing holy water. When he lowered his head and looked at it, he was stunned.

The holy water in the water tank returned to ordinary water, and this time it was even more excessive. The six nearly full water tanks now only had half a tank left.

"Hagrid, I think we have something to do tonight!"

Hearing this, Hagrid leaned over and looked into the water tank. He was present when the holy water was made for the first time, so he knew that these water tanks contained some amazing things; looking at these water tanks that had bottomed out Water tank, Hagrid immediately understood: someone stole Dean Kirk's things.

Who would be interested in holy water?Kirk is a little confused, and he can steal several tanks at once...

However, since the holy water was stolen, it at least proves that the holy water he made does not have a shelf life of only one day, which is the good part of the bad news.

After filling up the holy water in the water tank, Kirk and Hagrid agreed to squat here together at night and wait and see who the water thief was!

After sending Hagrid away, Kirk returned the newly made holy water to the ward, and then returned to his fishing den.

Not long after he lay down, he heard a urgent cry for help: "Doctor! Doctor! Come and see him, doctor!"

Kirk jumped off the wicker chair as if reflexively and walked quickly towards the source of the sound.

In the direction of the west tower, there was a Gryffindor freshman with light brown hair and a somewhat slovenly black sweater. Kirk remembered that his name was Seamus. He was helping another chubby little Gryffindor towards the campus hospital. This The injured little wizard Kirk also knew that it was Neville Longbottom who made a joke during the sorting ceremony.

Neville, who was being supported, was soaked in an unknown liquid. His arms and legs were covered with red and swollen scabies, which made him scream in pain.

"What's going on?" Kirk stepped forward and threw a treatment to the injured Neville. He did not dare to treat easily without a diagnosis.

Seamus, a young wizard with light brown hair, said: "It's a magic potion. We were preparing a magic potion to treat scabies, but something happened."

Madam Pomfrey also rushed over at this time. She heard the cry for help in the ward: "Bring him to the ward, I think he needs treatment."

Kirk waved his hand, used the levitation technique to lead Neville quickly towards the ward, and used the "purity technique" to remove the remaining potion from Neville's body.

Arriving at the ward, Kirk slowly laid Neville on the bed while Madam Pomfrey went to get the potion. Taking advantage of this gap, Kirk asked Seamus, who looked concerned: "Where is your substitute teacher? Why? Didn't he come with you?"

Recalling that yesterday, Professor Huo Qi would personally bring the students who were injured in the flying class one by one and explain the students' injuries. After getting a definite reply from Madam Pomfrey, they would go back to continue the class.

But this Professor Snape, the students have become like this, and it is too outrageous to ask the students to come to the school hospital on their own!

Hearing this, Seamus said complainingly: "Professor Snape will not come! He wishes that all our Gryffindor students would be injured by potions, oh, and of course the students in the school hospital, Snape The professors all dislike it!..."

Then, he recounted in detail how Professor Snape made things difficult for Harry and how he did not let Hermione answer questions in the Potions class just now.

The more Kirk listened, the angrier he became. He didn't understand why a guy with such a bad personality had a place in Hogwarts, and he started targeting his own students in the first class. Did he offend him?

Kirk recalled the several times he had gotten along with Professor Snape. Although he could not say that he was very enthusiastic, he did not become enemies. When he moved the Potions classroom to the west tower of the church, he even helped.

No, I have to ask for an explanation for my students!

The more Kirk thought about it, the angrier he became. "Good luck" appeared in his hands out of nowhere, and his aura became stronger and stronger, so much so that Seamus subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Dean Kirk, where are you going?" Madam Pomfrey walked into the ward with the potion and saw Kirk leaving in a menacing manner.

"I'll reason with you!"

In the West Tower, Kirk floated up the stairs like a ghost. At this time, a dark light shone on his body. As he approached the classroom, he faintly heard Professor Snape roaring from inside: "Potter, why didn't you tell him not to join the Porcupine?" Where is the thorn? Do you think you will show off when he makes a mistake? The school hospital lost another point because of you."

Harry felt aggrieved by Professor Snape's yelling. He was about to open his mouth to defend himself when he heard a cold voice filled with anger:

"Professor Snape, can you show your superiority by making things difficult for a student like this?"

Professor Snape and all the little wizards in the class turned their heads to look at the door, and saw Kirk floating off the ground. His white robes were whirring, with black patterns flashing on them, and dark energy on his staff. The tip of the staff condenses.

At this moment, the little wizards no longer believed in the rumor that Dean Kirk was the "messenger of the gods" and thought that Kirk at this moment was completely a devil crawling out of hell!