Chapter 357： look away

Draco Malfoy's slightly pointed face became stunned. He raised his head eagerly and looked at Felix intently, as if he wanted to read the real meaning from the professor's calm face.

"Plenty of sleep will make a person feel satisfied. I don't tell him most people." Felix said, "It's a big meal that can be compared to it, but there are a lot of exotic delicacies waiting until Halloween..."

After he left, Draco remained where he was. The light gray eyes kept turning, not sure if he escaped.

Professor Haipu is a person who is afraid of trouble, which has been recognized by the teachers and students of the school to some extent.

For example, he will put a lot of homework on the ‘answer parchment’ because this can greatly save time for correction. Similarly, although he has no fewer tests in class than other professors, he is the only one who requires students to answer questions in a fixed format.

There is a gossip that this will facilitate a very special high-level magic puppet to correct the test paper.

In addition, there are other supporting evidence. Professor Haipu seldom puts students in confinement, even the number of deductions is rare. Not only one Hufflepuff student met this professor in the kitchen, they also discussed the experience of eating fish together. The modified'fishbone curse' was once popular in schools.

However, if a student asks him about this in class, or wants to learn food spells, they will find that their homework is immediately up a step, and this trend slowly declines.

And now Draco Malfoy is considering the errand that Professor Haipu took from Professor McGonagall. If he doesn't mention it later, would he just get over it like this?

He spent two days in trepidation, being cautious in the ancient magic text and potions class, not daring to look at the two professors. It is very rare that he didn't even participate in Neville Longbottom's burning of the crucible. I don't know when, that Longbottom's performance will get better and better.

Protecting the magical creatures class is also hard to endure. You have to endure the mocking eyes of the stupid Gryffindor students, especially the Weasley, who laughs when he sees himself, and always pretends to slap his trouser legs to make him poke secretly. I wanted to recite him a curse. It would be great if Weasley spit a slug again, but he didn't find the curse in the library.

The big man Hagrid asked them to take care of the snails in class as usual, and the students were very reluctant. It was a slimy gray bug, a bit like a large lobster without its shell, with many feet in a mess. Hundreds of them were packed in a box, squeezed and wiped, crawling around, flowing out like a snot. Slime.

Although he didn't like Gryffindor, the girl named "Lavender Brown" screamed "disgusting!" while feeding these six-inch bugs to lettuce, he still felt happy. However, Crabbe's mindless overturned the incubator, and the snails fled around with sparks from their tails. A rotten smell of stinky fish and shrimp permeated the clearing, making them vomiting dull and unable to straighten their waists. ...

Thursday was a special day, and he saw Moody again.

Moody is still so crazy, openly demonstrating the Unforgivable Curse in class. When talking about the Mantra, Moody grinned and said, "The Avada Mantra requires a very powerful magical power as a foundation. You can all take out your wand, point it at me, and read this spell. I doubt it. At best, I only have a nosebleed."

He admitted that there was a momentary heartbeat, just like the gloomy mind mentioned by Professor Haipu, and he also found with a despair that he could not have the courage to point his magic wand to that ugly nose.

On Friday, he saw Professor Haipu again, and unexpectedly found that the ancient magic text classroom was greatly changed. The soft light illuminates the room very brightly. He raised his head, together with other students, looking at the symbols of the four colleges. Magic lamp composed of animals.

"Professor Haipu, will other classrooms at Hogwarts switch to magic lights?" A girl raised her hand to ask.

"Your question has nothing to do with the classroom, Miss Parvati. However, what can be revealed is that people from the'Future World' will come to the school in two days to discuss this part of the matter."

Felix smiled and said: "I personally think that magic lamps are much better than kerosene lamps or magic flames. At least you don't have to worry about hurting your eyes when you read in the classroom and library."

Below the podium, Harry and Ron muttered

"Isn't the'future world' owned by Professor Haipu?" Ron asked puzzledly.

"Maybe he still holds a teaching position in the school, it's not very convenient," Harry said, with some expectation in his heart, "Maybe we can meet Professor Lupin."

"And Penello." Ron said without hesitation, revealing a message. "Before school started, Percy took her to the house, and her mother scared her away when she talked about marriage."

Felix cleared his throat, his eyes swept around, and the little wizards underneath calmed down.

He clapped his hands, "Well, classmates, today we will translate a manuscript. You were exposed to excerpts from it in the third grade..."

For the remaining twenty minutes, Felix arranged for the students to study by themselves. Hermione completed the homework on the'Answer Parchment' in only ten minutes, while Harry and Ron were still biting on the quill pen and thinking hard. .

"How did you do it?" Ron asked her.

"It's all the content of memory, and you don't need to use your brain. It's much easier than you make up some bad things to fool Trelawney." Hermione said, she looked at the professor sitting behind the podium, and he was holding a book and a half. A half-real book, throwing a few magic symbols into it from time to time.

"The Book of Magic Text..." she murmured.

"What?" Harry asked, only a few minutes before get out of class, when he finished the last part, he lifted his head from the parchment and happened to hear Hermione's whisper.

"The Book of Magic Texts," Hermione repeated, "I wish I could do the same." Felix turned another page on the stage. She blinked, seeming to see a flash of black lightning.

Ron whispered to Harry, "As long as I don't talk about vomiting, I can accept everything."

Harry wanted to laugh a little. Hermione had been reading information about house elves in the library these days. She was indignant at the unfair treatment they had received over the centuries, and set up a charity organization for the promotion of house elves rights. The letters are the same as the word'vomit'.

Hermione said emotionally, "You shouldn't say that, you are the treasurer of the organization."

"Yeah," Ron said, "Harry is still a secretary, should we write down everything you say now? But we are busy, and we will participate in warrior training on weekends..."

"That's something in the sixth and seventh grade." Hermione raised her eyebrows and stared at him ill-informed.

"But the bulletin board didn't say that only students in grades 6 and 7 can go. Let's see if it works." Ron muttered, asking Harry for support, and Harry nodded sharply beside him.

What else did Hermione want to say, when the get out of class bell rang, Ron and Harry immediately ran out, stood at the door, and looked far away. It took Hermione a long time to get out of it, and her face was energetic when she met again.

"I've asked Professor Haipu! To get into the kitchen, you only need to find a pear with a picture of a fruit plate and tickle it." Hermione said with joy, "It seems that the professor also supports me."

"He agreed!?" Ron asked incredulously. "He agreed to wear the'vomit' badge on his body? What position did you give him?"

"Oh, no." Hermione's face collapsed. "The professor said he had to consider it carefully, but"

"The professor suggested that I go to the kitchen, chat with the house elves, and write a report on the actual condition of the house elves in the Hogwarts kitchen."

Ron whispered his thoughts quietly: "I guess Professor Haipu just couldn't escape, so I found something for her to do."

Harry thought about the reaction of Professor Haipu when he was asked to join the strange organization and he agreed with Ron's guess, maybe this is the truth.

He was secretly angry with himself, why didn't he think of this way?

If you knew it long ago, there would be no need to hold any meetings to discuss the establishment declaration and rules and regulations of this organization.

...

On Saturday morning, the sky was a little gloomy. The students appeared in classroom 7 in twos and threes. Many more people came than expected. Many students in the first and second grades hold candies and snacks with an attitude of watching the excitement.

Harry was very impressed by this place. When selecting members of the Magic Club, he and Ron followed Hermione to receive the students who came to sign up and asked them to fill out some forms and notes.

He also defeated Malfoy here and won the third-year duel championship. The reward was three years in advance of learning Apparition.

However, after a summer vacation, the magic here is a little ruined, and you can see the white wall from a distance, which is the boundary of the room, and half of the ceiling is exposed in the blue clear sky.