A certain Hogwarts professor of runes.

After graduation, Felix did not choose places like the Ministry of Magic or Gringotts, as he had no interest in working there.

Good career prospects? High salary?

Well, he can finally say with a clear conscience, "I have no interest in money."

He wanted to stay at the school, but unfortunately, Headmaster Dumbledore refused him.

"You're still young. Travel more and see more of the world, or work hard for a couple of years."

Felix ultimately chose to travel the world, experiencing the magical customs of different countries like he was checking off a list, especially the black markets in different countries, where there were many ancient magical manuscripts and alchemical artifacts, which he desperately needed.

He also met some interesting (dark) wizards, all of whom covered their faces so that they wouldn't judge people by their appearance and could get what they needed.

When he encounters double-crossing, he'll happily test his magic on them. It must be emphasized that he hasn't personally ended any life yet, but he has created a bunch of idiots—hoping that friends and family will take them home for treatment.

His "mind space" is gradually taking shape.

After his travels, Felix applied for a teaching position at Hogwarts again, but was politely declined. However, seemingly sensing his lack of interest in the Ministry of Magic, Dumbledore suggested he spend some time living in the Muggle world.

Felix accepted. On the one hand, he thought this might be Dumbledore's "test" of him, since his behavior during his time at school hardly made him a "professor prospect"; on the other hand, he also wanted to pave a path for himself and cultivate a scholar's identity—so that even if the path to becoming a professor didn't work out, he could still engage in exchanges with other famous wizards.

He was very confident about this. To be honest, he could learn Muggle studies quickly.

If he weren't afraid of shocking the wizarding world, he could write ten Muggle research books in a year. But in the end, he decided to be patient and make his actions more reasonable.

During these two years, his correspondence with Dumbledore increased dramatically. Felix kept sending him research manuscripts, and the two exchanged letters about Muggle issues.

This gave him hope of returning to Hogwarts.

Although he failed to find a job for the third time... looking back on this experience, he still felt miserable. But from the letters, he realized that Dumbledore's attitude had quietly changed.

Next came publishing books. His books received a lukewarm reception in the market, but they were highly valuable references in the eyes of professionals.

Felix Heap's name has also been given the title of "Muggle Problems Expert".

As a result, in his third year after graduation, he established pen pal relationships with many famous wizards, which greatly benefited him.

He was also invited by the Ministry of Magic of some small countries to serve as the head of the department that deals with Muggle issues, but he declined.

Three years after graduation, he finally received an interview invitation from Hogwarts.

Everything starts here...

Felix stood by the window, watching the sun set, a sliver of its afterglow clinging to the horizon.

Chapter 32 Transition

October is approaching.

After a month on the job, Felix has adapted to the demanding teaching work and is now handling it with ease.

In the third and fourth grades, the focus was on stimulating interest. Felix organized several practical activities in class. It has to be admitted that the little wizards' imaginations were amazing. They had only learned the first set of practical runes, which was enough to control magical puppets to perform basic actions, but they still managed to make the most of it.

The girls' group's "Audition Online" and the boys' group's "Hot-Blooded Fighting" were extremely popular.

Felix also discovered a talent named Cedric, a fourth-year Hufflepuff student who developed a wonderful application scenario—passing notes during class.

During a history of magic class, perhaps because the lesson was so boring, Cedric manipulated a puppet to wander around the classroom, sending messages to his friends. Several drowsy young wizards were stunned by what they saw. The magical puppet hopped and skipped to the feet of one of the wizards—he was fast asleep, drooling.

Cedric flicked his wand slightly, and the magical puppet leaped up, its little fist slamming into the young wizard's knee.

"boom!"

The sleeping young wizard was suddenly awakened and instinctively kicked out. The magical puppet took off, passed through Professor Binns' body, and crashed to the ground.

Professor Binns, the only player of Hogwarts Online who has been immersed in his teaching world for decades, rarely lost his temper. "Lumbert, disrupting class order, Ravenclaw deduct 10 points!"

The honest Hufflepuff stood up and said that he was neither Lumbott nor Ravenclaw, and he was put in solitary confinement.

This rumor spread throughout the school in an instant, and by the next day, some people were already trying to replicate this feat, only to be quickly suppressed by a group of campus thugs led by Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, and Professor Flitwick.

The twin brothers were in big trouble. They were caught manipulating magical puppets and transformation props—a lizard—in their Transfiguration class, and Professor McGonagall deducted fifty points from their score, plus three weeks of detention.

At the dinner table, Professor McGonagall subtly reminded Felix not to spoil his students, which forced him to reiterate in class that magical puppets should not be practiced in any classes other than his, or he would take back the teaching aids.

The sixth-grade wizards are still struggling with their "crippled" magical puppets. Unlike the third and fourth graders, their teaching aids are not as complete; they have to draw 30% of the runes themselves.

This makes the art style of sixth graders very bizarre. You can often see strange magical puppets with crippled legs that can only crawl on their hands. Many little witches have to sign a series of unequal treaties in order to borrow their beloved puppets from younger students—such as having someone do their homework for them.

The fifth and seventh graders have the most comprehensive magical puppet functions, but theirs is a "trial version," with theoretical grades serving as the criterion for judging the trial period, and not everyone can get their hands on it.

But they are the coolest when they manipulate puppets. Every weekend, the top students meet in various places at school, exchange knowing glances, and then manipulate the magical puppets to engage in a battle.

With his elegant ice, raging flames, surging lightning, and stealthy cutting techniques, he is extremely skilled in all kinds of moves and techniques, which shows that he has definitely trained hard in private.

At this time, a group of young wizards would quickly gather around them to watch and point.

Some first and second-year wizards, though they didn't have magical golems, were very enthusiastic about it. Several wizards from Muggle families seriously analyzed the strengths and weaknesses, trying to predict the outcome of the battle.

"Who's the strongest? It's definitely Fire Man! Once he uses his Phoenix Transformation move, who can stop him?!"

"The Ice Maiden's Frozen Moment is also very powerful, it can freeze the opponent into an ice sculpture!"

"Everyone, I must remind you that lightning is strongest in its natural state."

“Hia, Hia, Hia…”

“But I do think that cutting-type magical puppets are really insidious,” said a second-year wizard, whose words drew unanimous agreement.

In early October, temperatures began to fluctuate dramatically, with alternating periods of hot and cold. A sudden flu outbreak swept through Hogwarts.

The young wizards lined up to report to the school hospital, keeping Ms. Pomfrey extremely busy. Her concoction of energy was in high demand—even though it made people's ears smoke, which looked rather comical.

With Halloween approaching, professors are habitually jumping on the bandwagon with their lectures.

Professor Flitwick inserted a special "Halloween Special" lesson, in which he taught the young wizards a spell to ward off female ghosts;

Professor McGonagall's transformation subject in class was a vampire mask, and a student was seen wearing it around that very day.

Professor Snape's lectures remained unchanged: a standard antidote. However, in one class he hinted that he would "accidentally" drip expired poison into a student's pumpkin juice at the Halloween dinner.

Harry and Ron were trembling.

Professor Hyp, currently the most popular student, was no exception. He presented a new creation in class: a magical puppet shaped like a ghost doll, with a large head, a small body, and a pale face with heavy dark circles under its eyes and jagged teeth.

It looks kind of ugly-cute.

With a wave of Felix's wand, the ghost doll opened its mouth and exhaled a plume of black smoke, blackening the faces of the young wizards in the front row.

“I said at the beginning of the school year that there would be an exam before Halloween, and the top student in each grade would receive a mystery prize. Now I can announce it—choose a magical puppet from my personal collection.”

"Limited edition, exclusive, upgraded power, so... what are you waiting for?"

"There are still two weeks left, let's keep working hard!"

A group of young wizards were excitedly reviewing ancient spells.

Hermione was somewhat disappointed when she heard the news, as she was only in second grade and could not participate in the exam.

But she had watched the professor create this ghost doll with her own eyes; it was the first time she had witnessed an alchemical product emerge from nothing, from raw materials to finished product. In order to gain the right to observe, she had to take her assistant's work back to the lounge.

The young wizards marveled at Hermione grading a thick stack of papers. Several Gryffindor students, struggling with ancient magic (led by Wood), nervously begged Hermione to be lenient and let them off the hook.

Hermione gave him a stern, unyielding reply.

In just over a month, this little witch had already gained a certain "prestige" throughout the school, especially among the older students who had chosen ancient magic script, because her neat handwriting frequently appeared on their test papers.

On the contrary, Professor Hyp's handwriting was even less.

Harry and Ron looked at the test papers in her hand, feeling somewhat relieved. Although most of them were multiple choice and short sentence translation, grading them was by no means easy.

Hermione, however, was enjoying it. "I can learn a lot," she told the two of them. With her memory, a test paper would be almost imprinted in her mind after being corrected dozens of times.

Is this the world of academic geniuses? The young Gryffindor wizards exchanged glances.

Chapter 33 Hagrid

In mid-October, the flu that was ravaging Hogwarts did not subside but instead intensified, and even several professors unfortunately contracted it.

Fortunately, Felix had the foresight to get two bottles of energy potion from Ms. Pomfrey beforehand, and he would drink a sip before class to avoid being infected by the unreliable little wizard.

On Wednesday, Felix had a rare day off from class. He left the castle, followed a path, passed through the greenhouse and the Willow of the Forbidden Forest, and arrived at the hut where the Forbidden Forest was guarded.

As soon as he approached, a large dog barked. Felix waited quietly. After a while, a burly man emerged from the hut, with a thick beard and feet as big as boats.

He barked twice at the big dog, "Ya Ya, shut up!" Then he turned his head to look at him, his eyes scrutinizing him.

"Professor Haip? Is there something you need?"

In his eyes, the professor was dressed elegantly and meticulously, with his hair neatly styled and his beard cleanly shaved, making him a completely different person from him.

"As a new professor, I suddenly realized that I haven't visited you yet, which I must say is extremely impolite..."

"Really?" Hagrid muttered, blocking the doorway, clearly not very interested.

“I learned from Dumbledore that you are an excellent Keeper of the Forbidden Forest and very knowledgeable about magical creatures, and I happen to be very interested in these lovely little guys.”

"Really? Cough cough, I mean..."

Felix tapped his wand on the ring on his left index finger, and a thick book appeared in his hand, its cover featuring silhouettes of a group of animals.

"This is my gift."

Hagrid's gaze lingered on the silhouettes of the various animals, and he stammered, "Oh, you're too kind. I mean... you really don't need to..."

Hagrid stood there stunned for a moment, then waved his large arms, "Please come in, please come in quickly."

Felix entered Hagrid's cabin without difficulty. To him, it was a typical bachelor's dwelling, looking messy, but everything was placed in an easily accessible spot.

When Hagrid handed him a cup, he realized he was wrong. The cup hadn't been washed for days! It was filthy!

After chatting with Hagrid for a while, I noticed that his gaze was fixed on that book, so I naturally shifted the conversation to it.

"Hagrid, I made this book myself. I put a lot of thought into it, and I hope you will like it."

Hagrid scooped up the book with his outstretched hand, turned to the first page, and saw a small, tiger-headed animal standing upright, supported by its two hind legs, with its two forearms hanging down in front of its chest, looking alert.

The next picture shows this little guy fighting a lion. The little guy is quite brave. Facing an opponent that is more than ten times its size, he not only showed no fear, but launched attacks again and again.

"What is this little guy?" Hagrid's eyes lit up.

Felix glanced at the picture. "It's a honey badger that's found in Africa. They're very brave and very intelligent."

The next page showed a scene of a honey badger battling against different animals, which Hagrid found captivating, and he kept turning the pages.