Chapter 187： The 8 Hexagrams of Twins and Snape

Felix left the twins alone after the end of the fifth-grade ancient magic text class in the afternoon.

"Professor, are there really seven kinds of sight glass?" Fred asked curiously.

In the class just now, Felix’s arrangement was the same as that of the seventh grade. He also explained the learning plan for the entire school year and briefly reviewed the learning content of the third and fourth grades. At the end of the course, he mentioned that in addition to the magic puppet, This school year also introduced a new magic artifact-the speculum.

Felix nodded and said, "It does exist, you will see it in the next class."

The reason why he procrastinated was because there was still a sight glass, which was in a state of adjustment.

Seven kinds of speculum making methods are mentioned in "The Quest of Ancient Alchemy", but they are all taking the route of alchemy. What Felix did during this time was to replace some magic circuit circuits to make them function. No change, it can even be strengthened.

He tried it happily, and if he could, he was going to spend most of this year on it-changing pieces of alchemy creations into demonic creations.

With Nick LeMay, the master alchemist, he is confident about it.

...

George asked: "Why are there seven kinds of sight glass?"

Fred said without hesitation: "Maybe the shape of the sight glass has been disguised? For example, it is usually a doorknob. Once touched, it will scream loudly."

George followed his thoughts and said: "It's a bit like our fake magic wand, or it can be reversed. It is usually in the shape of a sight glass, but if you try to do something with it, it will shoot fireworks from the tail and fill the room. Ranging around..."

Frey laughed and said, "A great idea, George, what a charming little head."

George bowed: "So do you, Mr. Weasley."

"Ahem!" Felix coughed twice to stop their play, "Seeing you are so happy, I can't bear to tell you the next news."

The twins turned their heads to look at him at the same time.

"Oh, don't, Felix, we are in a group." Fred said indifferently.

Felix was amused, and it didn't take long before he said this, "Disrespect the professor?"

Fred raised his hands in a gesture of begging for mercy.

But neither of them cares. Felix discovered early on that the two characters are very suitable to be friends, provided that you have a certain degree of majesty in front of them, otherwise their habitual pranks are enough to make people headache.

It’s not appropriate to be an assistant. Felix wanted to find someone to help him share the work, but it was hard for him to imagine that the twins would seriously correct their homework. He even suspected that they might impose a curse on some bad test papers.

For example, a pimple curse was imposed on homework with a score of zero, so that the little wizard who did not study well could feel the malice from the Mowen assistant...

It's fun to think about it, but it's really only a matter of thinking about it.

Felix looked serious: "Okay, let's get back to the topic. This is your OWLs year. How many exams are you confident to pass?"

"The ancient magic text is okay, if they change the content of the exam to magic puppets." Fred gasped.

Felix sternly said: "This is not a joke. I don't refuse you to do research and give guidance in your spare time, but your grades can't be pulled down too much."

The twins sighed, and Fred rarely told the truth: "I guess I can pass four or five OWLs, or even less. How about you, George?"

"We are about the same level, but I think you may be too optimistic. I think three certificates are more reasonable numbers." George said sternly.

Fred suddenly opened his eyes and smiled.

Felix shook his head and couldn't let them break the subject at will. He said directly: "In order to prevent you from being overly addicted, I specially entrust your brother, Percy Weasley, to let him take the time to look at you—"

"what!"

"No, Professor!"

Felix's mouth twitched, "Is there anything wrong? I told him that he will not intervene in your research, at least not in the short term. As far as I know, his grades are very good and can be given to you. Provide some suggestions."

Fred curled his neck, slanted his eyes to one side, and put on an arrogant gesture-he imitated Percy's tone and said, "Fred! Put away your mischievous jelly, if you let me see it again. If you give it to others, I will put you in confinement, and I will do what I say!"

Felix: "... Frankly speaking, your gummies are not poisonous?"

"Of course not, Professor, we have tested it, I am the first test product." Fred said.

"I'm the second one." George said.

The twins and Felix soaked for ten minutes, seeing that they were about to be late, they hurriedly left. When I left, I didn't forget to shout loudly--

"Professor, we will not give up!"

"Yes, unless you retract this decision!"

Felix looked at their backs with a headache. At a certain moment, an idea came to his mind: ‘Did Professor Snape treat me like this back then? ’

‘But I’m not so free. He returned to the office and spent some time to complete the improvement of the last seventh sight.

Looking at the spectacles of different sizes on the workbench, his mood improved inexplicably.

"The number of ancient magic texts I have now exceeds 1,000. When will this number become 10,000 or 20,000?"

"At that time, where will my understanding of magic reach?"

Felix imagined that during the battle, the magic texts in the sky lingered around him, and under his thoughts, they automatically aggregated into powerful ancient magic. The spells of others were at most beams, and he had completely abandoned the wand and raised his hand. Definitely attacked.

There is no escape, and there is no escape, but you can only resist.

"Thinking too much, and now there are not many people who can give me my full shot. I still ponder the content of the next exchange with Nick Leme. His understanding of alchemy is completely beyond my imagination With his perspective, I can examine alchemy creations and demonic creations at a higher level."

"This will help me better understand the characteristics of Mowen."

In the evening, when Felix walked out of the office and went to eat in the auditorium, he heard two gossips by accident.

One is that Hagrid had an accident in the first class, and a student was injured. Felix breathed a sigh of relief after inquiring carefully. The situation was not serious. The student's wound had a bit of alien magic. With Madam Pomfrey's craftsmanship, he could be alive and kicking in at most three days of cultivation.

He didn't take this matter to heart. The trouble caused by the former professor of this course was much more serious than this, and Hagrid at most memorized a punishment of staying for inspection.

The second thing made him scratch his head. In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the new professor taught third-grade students to resist Bogut, a magical creature that can transform according to the fear in the heart.

Bogut is not strong in nature, but it has an amazing effect on wizards who have fatal weaknesses or are fragile in their hearts. Especially when dealing with it unsuspectingly.

In the classroom, the object of a student’s fear turned out to be Snape. With the encouragement of Professor Lupin, the student overcomes his fear and chants the Bogut expulsion spell "Funny." As a result, things really become very funny. Funny—Professor Snape, who was a symbol of his inner fear, put on a dress.

Hannah Abbey said with a blushing face: "Longbottom yelled out the spell, like a whip hitting Professor Snape's body. His clothes instantly turned into an embroidered grandmother's clothes. He was wearing a three-cornered cap and a huge red handbag was dangling in his hand..."

"Seriously, I found that boy so cool for the first time!"

Felix listened in surprise, and with his understanding, Snape must be mad.