Holy Light Professor at Hogwarts

The Christmas holiday passed quickly. In the last few days of the holiday, Harry regained his energy and began to continue praying every day. However, after reading Hermione's letter, he felt a little overwhelmed - Christmas, Ma Something big happened in the melon world.

After school resumed, Kirk also became busy. Every day, he and Madam Pomfrey used holy water to boil a large pot of soup for warming the body.

This semester, the scores in the College Cup are not much different. Except for the school hospital, which is destined to be at the bottom, no college has a clear lead. Therefore, the Quidditch teams of each college are holding their breath and want to win a few more victories.

Especially the Quidditch teams of Gryffindor and Slytherin. They have performed well this year and are expected to break Slytherin's seven consecutive years of winning the Academy Cup. It is certainly impossible for Slytherin to win eight consecutive championships. Give the opportunity away.

Therefore, you can always see people training on the Quidditch pitch, even on snowy and rainy days.

It is easy to get sick when you practice in the cold. In the first two days after the holidays, there are always a few beds in the school hospital ward to accommodate Quidditch players with colds. Looking at the students shivering in the hospital beds with runny noses, Kirk felt This can't go on like this.

Rather than treating afterward, it is better to prevent in advance; at the dinner on the fifth day of school, Professor McGonagall announced that all players who want to go to the Quidditch field for training must first go to the school hospital to drink a bowl of hot soup; the rule just came out that day. After implementation, as expected, no students became sick due to training.

Harry was in great pain because of this. He had the Holy Light to protect him from the cold, but in order not to be discovered by Professor Kirk that he was secretly learning the Holy Light, he could only bite the bullet and drink the bitter soup every day.

However, just two days before Gryffindor played against Hufflepuff, an accident happened. Nearly half of the Gryffindor players were admitted to the school hospital. It was not a cold but a fall; captains Wood and Harry Lee and several other uninjured team members helped them over. Ron and Hermione heard about this and rushed over from the campus hospital common room.

The two of them came to George's bed. Harry and Fred were still standing beside the bed; Ron asked anxiously: "What's going on?"

Fred and George looked sad, and Harry also looked a little sad. He explained: "The referee for the game the day after tomorrow will be Snape... Professor, after Wood told the news, everyone training on the broom started. It fell from the sky.”

Ron and Hermione almost dropped their jaws when they heard this; even Kirk, who was treating the students not far away, felt a little strange.

"Snape as referee?" Hermione was the one who had the deepest prejudice against Professor Snape besides Harry: "When has he ever been the referee of a Quidditch match? If we could possibly defeat the Slytherin team, he would definitely There will be no justice.”

The Gryffindors present said it was hard to disagree.

"Don't participate in the game." Hermione pulled Harry to the corner of the ward.

"Just say you're sick." Ron came over and said.

"Pretend to break your leg," Hermione suggested.

"Really broke my leg," Ron said.

"Hey! Kids, I'm right over there!" Kirk turned his head, and it was difficult for him to ignore the loud conspiracies of the three little wizards.

The little wizards had embarrassment written all over their faces. They were about to change places to continue the discussion when they saw Neville falling into the ward. His legs were tightly stuck together. It was obvious at first glance that he had been cast a leg-locking spell.

He must have hopped like a rabbit all the way out of the castle and into the school hospital.

Everyone laughed, but considering that they were not much better, the laughter quickly disappeared. Kirk stepped forward and helped Neville purify the curse, thinking that it was time for Neville to undergo brain treatment again. I simply helped him get admitted to the hospital.

Kirk led him to a hospital bed next to Harry and the others. Hermione came over and asked, "What's going on?"

"Malfoy," Neville said, his voice trembling, "I met him outside the library and he said he had been looking for someone to practice the spell with."

"Go to Professor McGonagall! Report him!" Hermione urged Neville, but she suddenly realized that it didn't have to be so troublesome: "There is a professor next to us, isn't there? Professor Kirk, Hogwarts does not allow the use of magic spells. It hurts classmates, doesn’t it?”

Kirk shrugged. Although he has not read the Hogwarts school rules, this kind of thing should not be allowed: "I don't know if I can deduct points, but Slytherin will deduct five points. When you go back to the castle, Can you help me take a look at the hourglass?"

After speaking, Kirk chuckled and left the ward. The students must have a lot to say that is not suitable to say in front of the professor.

"Professor Kirk is such a good man." Neville was lying on the bed, going from the castle to the campus hospital, wasting a lot of his energy.

"You must be brave to deal with Malfoy, Neville. Just relying on the professor to deduct points is not the way to be brave!" Ron said, "He has always been domineering. There is no reason for us to surrender in front of him and let him succeed easily."

"You don't have to tell me that I'm too cowardly and not worthy of being in Gryffindor. Malfoy has already told me this," Neville choked.

Harry reached into his robe pocket and pulled out a horseshoe-shaped chocolate, the last of the box Hermione had given him for Christmas, and handed it to Neville, who looked like he was about to cry.

"You are better than twelve Malfoys," said Harry. "The Sorting Hat chose you into Gryffindor, didn't it? Where is Malfoy? In nasty Slytherin."

Neville opened the horseshoe-shaped chocolate, his lips twitching into a weak smile.

"Thank you, Harry... I want to go to sleep... Do you want a card? You collect cards, right?" After saying that, he covered his head under the quilt.

The three little wizards were a little helpless. They left the ward and planned to go to the common room to stay for a while.

Walking in the corridor of the church, Harry looked at the card in his hand: "It's Dumbledore again, my first time..."

He gasped and stared at the back of the card, then back at Ron and Hermione.

"I've found him!" he whispered, "I've found Flamel! I told you, I've seen that name somewhere before, and it turns out I saw it on the train coming here! Listen! This: 'Dumbledore's most well-known contributions include defeating the dark wizard Grindelwald in [-], discovering the twelve uses of dragon's blood, and developing alchemy with his partner Nicolas Flamel!'"

Hermione clapped her hands vigorously. She hadn't been so excited since their first homework results came in: "I think we should go now..."

"library!"

............

At night, Madam Pomfrey helped the Gryffindors change their medicines, and Kirk also helped Neville adjust his brain again, until about one o'clock in the morning.

Kirk habitually came to the courtyard before going to bed to take a look at the unicorns drinking water. He was already very familiar with these little cuties, so when he walked to them, the unicorns raised their heads and said with The mane on his neck rubbed against Kirk, and then he lowered his head and continued to drink water.

After "making out" with every little cutie, Kirk planned to go back, but just before he entered, he saw a small spot of light on the edge of the Forbidden Forest in his peripheral vision. Kirk thought it was some kind of magical animal. , but under the illumination of that light spot, Kirk clearly saw two shadows of a person and a dog.

Kirk rushed over before the two figures entered the Forbidden Forest: "Hagrid? Is that you?"

"Oh, Dean Kirk, you're not asleep yet?"

It was Hagrid, and it was Hagrid in full armor. He held a hard bow and a thunderforged battle ax on his back, looking like he was going to fight; even the hound Fang was wearing leather armor.

"There are a lot of things going on in the school hospital today." Kirk explained, and then asked: "Why did you enter the Forbidden Forest so late? What happened?"

Hagrid looked at the stars in the sky, and then said with some confusion: "The centaurs came to me just now, saying that something was happening to the west of the Forbidden Forest, and they wanted me to go and take a look; but Dean Kirk, The centaurs have not been there, and what they say is the result of their stargazing... How much do you know about divination?"

It can be said that Kirk knows nothing about divination, but he has seen a lot. He has a magic mentor who is hard to imagine: "Divination... there should be some truth to it. Do you want to take a look?"

Hagrid nodded. Although he could go again at dawn, he was still a little worried.

"Then I'll be with you."

Dark clouds covered the sun, and it was pitch black in the Forbidden Forest. The lamp in Hagrid's hand was simply not enough, so the lighting task was given to Kirk.

The hound Yaya leads the way ahead, even if there is no light, he can still find the way.

Although Hagrid also knew the Forbidden Forest well, he was still a little worried at this time: "Since the beginning of winter, things have changed in Hogwarts. I haven't visited the Forbidden Forest for four or five days. Maybe, something really happened. Things I don’t know.”

Kirk used the golden light to carefully walk on the bushy forest path. He didn't have any good opinions on this matter. The reason why he followed was because the unicorns lived in the forbidden forest after all. Although unicorns themselves are creatures with powerful magical powers, what if?

The west side of the Forbidden Forest that the centaurs call is already a relatively deep part of the Forbidden Forest. Unlike the part near Hogwarts, there are no roads in the depths of the Forbidden Forest. Kirk and Hagrid must walk through the weeds. Progress with thorns and tangled aerial roots blocking the way from time to time.

Moreover, those highly dangerous magical animals all live here, and Kirk can always feel a pair of eyes staring at him in the darkness of the forest.

Entering here, Hagrid slowed down and began to carefully examine everything he saw. The centaurs were vaguely saying that something was happening. What was it specifically, the centaurs did not disclose it. In short, they were a group of very humble people. Fantastic animals that give people headaches.

The two of them and one dog started at around two o'clock in the morning until the morning light appeared on the horizon, almost circling the western area of ​​the Forbidden Forest, but still found nothing.