A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

At the same time, Felix is ​​building a house in the ice and snow of the Arctic, and Varun hides under his thick dragonskin hat, which is not suitable for the endless glaciers.

Felix has had a pretty full two weeks. After the Christmas dinner, he spent the day concentrating on the company's affairs, and then showed up non-stop at Newt's country cottage, where he was received by the Scamanders, Newt's wife, Tina Scamander De, a kind and serious old woman who knew he was planning an excursion, thoughtfully prepared Felix with twelve flavors of hot dogs.

"Honey, you can make some apple pie as a spice," Newt said.

"I don't always manage the heat." Tina said, glancing at her husband.

For the next three days, Felix traveled to and from the magical animal sanctuaries around the world according to Newt's instructions, collecting the magical animals listed in his mind one by one. In the last week of the holiday, he came to the most Uncertain North Pole.

"Fantastic beasts that split themselves?" Newt said. "Did my memory tell you that? Frankly, I don't know if I read it wrong, but I did see it once in the far north of the world, and it was A ferret, or a fox, a wolf... all possible. They split themselves apart when they hunt, a bit like the civet cat in the French Ministry of Magic. Although they are completely different, the civet is not a living thing, but a spirit... "

Felix is ​​very curious about this magical creature.

He had to admit that when he first heard about this magical beast in classroom seven, he was moved. Even though he knew that the Flux was useless, he used up the last remaining stock and began an endless search.

His strengths lie in the extreme mobility of Apparition, and his magically discerning eyes.

But the North Pole was so desperately large that he could only draw circles outwards based on the approximate location Newt provided. Fortunately, he found a very precious gem from the black market in America. The gem came from a local long-horned water snake. The gem on its forehead can make people invisible and fly. Felix woven it into a flying carpet. , so that you can float in the air without any burden.

Felix can fly himself, but it requires a lot of mana, and he rarely uses this method unless it is fighting. In a horizontal comparison, Voldemort seems to be very familiar with it. Felix does not know if he has dissected the long-horned water snake and transplanted its blood into his body. Of course, it may also be a Voldemort bat?

"There are still two days. If you can't find it, go back." Felix said that the ice house was built soon. He drilled in and cast a traceless stretch spell to expand the inner space and set up a fire inside. Len just jumped out of his hat.

"Didn't you have a good time with those otters yesterday?"

"Haw!"

"The thermostatic locket has failed? Yes, you have used it for a long time. I will make one for you later. Forget it, buy one." Felix took out a thick blanket and an iron pot from the ring, and turned to look at Warren, hesitantly said: "Do you prefer grilled fish or soup, of course, we have plenty of hot dogs..."

Warren retched twice.

"A little tired? Really picky." Felix smacked his lips. In the end he didn't touch those hot dogs either - he had enough for two days in the Brazilian rainforest.

On a new day, Felix sat on the flying carpet and looked down from a height of thousands of feet. Below was an endless, rolling iceberg. In fact, the flying carpet could fly even higher, but Felix's magical perspective was a little bit. Can't keep up.

Warren leaned on his back, happily playing a little game. The game came from the magic painting club in the school. At that time, the club was considering what theme to use as the material for the interactive magic painting. At a critical moment, Warren appeared. Not only does it provide core inspiration, but it also includes a substantial amount of funding.

So a little magic painting game called "Brave Warrior" with Sniff as the protagonist appeared.

Taking a moment to "kill the Quartet", Warren took out a new magic painting from his pocket, and sniffed from the anxiously waiting painting on the edge of the level to another magic painting, carrying a deluxe version of the exclusive wand , start challenging new levels.

On the other hand, Felix made a new discovery.

A creature with snow-white fur was moving nimbly on the white ground. Following its direction, Felix found a litter of arctic rabbits fleeing frantically. The creature was indeed much like Newt's description, a combination of arctic fox and arctic wolf, but much smaller, about the size of a ferret.

Crucially, Felix saw the rapid flow of magic in this creature.

There is magic, it means that this is a magical animal.

Felix floated in the air at two or three hundred feet. The snow-white magical beast knew nothing about the observation of the mysterious man above his head. It was extremely fast, but the arctic rabbit was not slow, and its steering was more flexible. This magical animal jumps high when it is close to the Arctic rabbit, and when it jumps to the top, it separates an entity that is exactly the same as itself. Two white shadows interlace in the snow. A hapless rabbit.

Felix dropped while observing, and was amazed in his heart. If he didn't look carefully, he couldn't find anything unusual.

The white-furred magical animal picked up the rabbit, turned his head and saw a strange creature falling from the sky. It had not seen anyone before, so he stayed where he was and looked at Felix vigilantly.

Felix smiled kindly.

"Little fox? Little wolf? Little ferret? I have a delicious hot dog here..."

Two days later, Felix released it.

"The harvest is full, let's go, Warren." Warren waved goodbye to his new friend.

"Ha! (Goodbye!)"

"Haw! (Pay attention to losing weight!)"

"Hahahaha! (Be careful not to catch food later!)"

Felix patted Varen lightly, "It's more shapely than your body..." So angry that Varen wanted to hit him.

...

The train at Hogwarts had stopped at Hogsmeade, and the little wizard who was going home for the holiday took a carriage back to school.

Ron and Hermione, as prefects, organized the little wizards to get into the carriage and got into the carriage in the last batch. As soon as they entered, the Thestral carriage moved.

"What, it's all black magic? Snape?" Hermione looked at Harry and Ron in surprise. She had been traveling with her parents for the past two weeks, and her mind had not changed. "Well... it's normal to think about it, isn't it? We all know he's very interested in the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, maybe he's preparing for the class..."

Harry said sullenly, "If that's the case, that means we'll just have to put up with it for another year..."

"The point is that he's still sneaking around the house in the middle of the night, and Ginny can testify," Ron added.

"Oh, sigh, I don't know, but it's his personal business." Hermione stroked her hair, "Have you finished your homework? I think some things can be changed."

Harry and Ron looked at each other, apparently spending more time guessing about Snape's motives.

"I'm almost..." Ron gave Harry an uneasy look, and Harry didn't say a word.

"Well, if you don't turn in your homework tomorrow, will you tell the professors why?" Hermione asked sharply. Harry sighed. After returning to school, they hurriedly finished dinner and went to the library. There were already quite a few students sitting inside. They found an empty table and sat down, Hermione looked around thoughtfully.

"What's wrong?"

"Listening to the mantra with earplugs closed seems to be starting to catch on."

Harry looked left and right. He did notice that some of the students' mouths were opening and closing quickly, but there was no sound, and the gloomy face of Mrs. Pince, the librarian, appeared again and again from the gaps in the bookshelf, like a vulture who couldn't find its prey. Hovering in the sky for two weeks, I regretted leaving.

Harry tapped on the table with his wand, and the sounds around them became muffled, sounding like a low, noisy hum.

Harry dug out his homework, his paper on the history of magic just short of finishing, he unscrewed the ink bottle, the tip of the quill was soaked with ink, and began to scribble on the parchment. While looking up, he saw Snape's figure flashing across the bookshelf.

Harry's heart pounded, his eyes trying to catch Snape's movements, and he was surprised to find that he stayed in the forbidden area for a long time, and finally sat down at a table, reading a book. It wasn't until the library was about to close that Snape got up and left with the book.

"Wait for me," Harry said to Ron and Hermione, standing up. "What?" But he had already bent over and left his seat.

After a while, he returned with a solemn expression.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked. "You look like you've just been beaten with a feather duster by Mrs. Pince..."

"Snape, the book Snape read..." Harry swallowed, "It's 'Toxic Magic'."

"So what?" Hermione asked irritably, her eyes still not taking her eyes off her paper. "Harry, he's a professor. Even if he studies dark magic, there must be a valid reason. He may be thinking about how to crack... ...If you can check his borrowing records, you will probably find more."

"Great idea," said Ron. "Hey, I'm serious, we could really try!"

"You're wrong now, Hermione," Harry said in a low voice. "I don't read as many books as you, and I've only heard this name once..."

Hermione looked up and stared at Harry's face, stunned.

She said in a dry voice: "I remember...there is a paragraph in the preface to this book, 'The Horcrux, the most evil of magical inventions, will not be discussed or directed here'...ha Lee, you think he's investigating..."

She didn't go on, but Harry and Ron knew what she meant - Snape might be secretly investigating Horcruxes.

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