Hogwarts: This professor is too Muggle

霍格沃茨：这个教授过于麻瓜

Author: Strange Fennel Bean

Summary:

Summary:

It's the new school year. Hermione Granger, who returned to school after summer vacation, welcomed the Muggle Studies class she had been looking forward to. The enlightened Professor Lewynter showed movies in class, but these movies... seemed to be a little wrong.

Azkaban Redemption

Sirius Black: You know some dogs are not meant to be caged, freedom shines in every strand of their fur.

Infernal Affairs

Wormtail: You undercover guys are really interesting, always meeting in the cemetery.

Snape: I'm not like you, I'm honest.

Wormtail: Give me a chance.

Snape: How can I give you a chance?

Wormtail: I had no choice before, now I want to be a good person.

Snape: Okay, tell Mad-Eye and see if he tells you to be a good person.

Wormtail: That means my death.

Snape: Excuse me, I'm from the Order of the Phoenix.

Wormtail: Who would believe that?

Memento

Bertha Jorkins: Someone has been messing with my memory. At first I just forgot the afternoon, then I started to lose track of dates and what I had for breakfast…

I wanted to visit my aunt in Albania before I lost all memory of her, and Mr. Crouch was very considerate in granting me this leave.

Crouch?

I seem to remember something, a great secret.

Danger is approaching.

right now,

who am I?

Where am i?

Chapter 1 The Dropout from Ilvermorny

Broadway, New York.

Gershwin Theatre.

The final chapter of "Faust".

The sounds of various instruments flow out, including cellos, double basses, clarinets, French horns and pianos.

"Virgin! Madonna! Goddess! Queen!"

"Please protect us with your everlasting mercy."

"..."

When brilliant holy light poured down from the dome, the bright silver light flowed and rippled as if it were substantial, sparkling and glittering, illuminating the dry ice mist and causing it to scatter in all directions. A restrained but clear exclamation came from the silent theater audience.

The security personnel on both sides of the stage patrolled back and forth, catching a glimpse of the flowing light in their peripheral eyes and couldn't help but slow down their pace slightly.

Even though similar scenes have happened several times, I can't help but be amazed every time.

In the audience were well-dressed audience members, looking up at the stage with focused expressions. As the brightly lit golden rotunda slowly dimmed, shock still remained on their faces hidden in the shadows.

Only the two old men in the back row were a little different. Their expressions were calm, but their eyes showed interest, as if they found it very interesting.

The face of the old man on the left is difficult to see clearly. Ignoring his thick white beard, one can only see that he is wearing a pair of crescent-shaped glasses. His eyes are not cloudy at all, but a clear blue.

"Moonstone, sluice grass...it's an amazing stage design."

The old man with white hair and beard murmured with a smile in his voice: "Thanks to him, the audience here, including me, of course, should have a good dream tonight."

My friend nodded slightly, his voice hoarse and weak, "Moonstone, born in June, symbolizes health, longevity, and wealth. The moonlight can calm and soothe restlessness and anxiety, and can help people fall asleep peacefully."

Judging from his loose skin and wrinkles, he should be older, but he has no beard on his face and his hair is different, a little shorter and closer to silver in color, exuding an indescribable mystery.

The white-haired old man paused for a moment. "A question unrelated to the opera, Nico. How did this wizard... stage effects designer get approved by the Magical Congress of the United States of America?"

"You don't even have the patience to wait until the end, Albus."

The old man named Nico was a little dissatisfied, but fortunately the most exciting part of the show was over and the answer to the question also involved some interesting things, so he didn't care too much. "In fact, he didn't submit it to the United States Magical Congress for approval at all."

"Oh?"

Albus Dumbledore's eyes lit up, and he immediately became interested. "The Aurors at the Woolworth Building will not allow him to openly violate the Statute of Secrecy."

"Arrogant Albus, what makes you assume he's broken the Statute of Secrecy?"

"Those flowing moonlights..."

"If any Auror or Inspector were to lodge a complaint, they would discover in court that all of these stage effects were created with Muggle technology, and his Muggle assistants were able to replicate them perfectly."

Nicolas Flamel had a noticeable smile on his face. "This has happened more than once in the past two months. He was featured on the front page of last week's New York Ghost."

"I remember now. I used procedural justice to defeat the parliamentary judge, the dropout from Ilvermorny—"

Dumbledore rubbed his fingers against the armrests of his chair, raised his head and looked towards the stage, his deep gaze seeming to peer through the curtains backstage.

"Melvin Levant."

……

“All gathering and separation are impermanent, just an illusion;

"Everything that was unpredictable has become a reality here..."

As the final chant ended, the actors stood side by side, and some behind-the-scenes staff also walked out of the backstage, bowing to express their gratitude in response to the thunderous applause from the audience.

Behind the main actors, the two people responsible for stage special effects design stood together and talked in low voices.

"Melvin, your name is already famous on Broadway. I heard that someone in Hollywood has offered a high price to hire you to make a movie. Your name will soon spread all over the world." A young white lady muttered. She was wearing a navy blue suit and her long golden hair was draped over her shoulders.

Standing next to him was a tall and handsome man, his hands hanging naturally at his sides. A gray-black ring was on the slender ring finger of his left hand. He had black hair and black eyes, and a gentle smile on his face. His deep, dark pupils reflected a strange glow.

"thank you for your good wishes."

Melvin responded absentmindedly, turning his head to glance at the audience. The opera was over, and the lights in the auditorium were on. Thousands of spectators were neatly distributed according to their seats, like rows of similar stuffed dolls, indistinguishable from each other.

"I'm going to the bathroom, Claire, meet me in the office after curtain call."

"Okay, you're my boss after all... I wish you a smooth trip to the bathroom."

"..."

Melvin glanced at her indifferently and turned away.

When he arrived at the backstage sink, the noise had become vague and distant. A slightly chaotic smell entered his nose, a smell of disinfectant mixed with ammonia. Melvin couldn't help but frown as he walked into the bathroom.

【Whirlwind Sweep】

In the quiet and deserted bathroom, a whistling sound of wind suddenly appeared, the kind of wind that can only be heard in the wilderness or valley. A transparent and invisible cyclone swept through the room, wrapping up and restraining the unpleasant smell.

Melvin waved his hand, and a shapeless whirlwind suddenly gathered in front of him, condensing into a small black ball, which at first glance looked somewhat similar to hazelnut chocolate.

"Stink bomb..."

Melvin chuckled softly, feeling quite cheerful.

Compared to when he just left school, he was now very proficient in wandless cleaning spells. Transfiguration was even more proficient, and his silent casting speed had increased significantly. The increase in magic power over the past six months had finally brought about a qualitative change. At his current level, he should be able to deal with most of the senior Aurors in the Magical Congress head-on.

The audience's mood tonight was particularly delicious, and there seemed to be a few unusual people hiding in the audience.

Putting away the bullet, Melvin looked up at the mirror.

The mirror reflects a room that is reversed from reality, as well as a portrait that is reversed from left to right.

Deep within the figure's eyes, the dark pupils were still filled with a dim and crystal-clear light, but only a very few creatures could see it. It was a sign of the growth and flow of magical power.

Yes, there really is incredible magic in this world, and people who master magic are called wizards.

Melvin Lewynter happened to be a wizard, and the place where he studied magic was called Ilvermorny.

Ilvermorny is the only magic school in the United States. It is located on the top of Mount Greylock in Massachusetts. It is a castle with a long history and many legends. It is now one of the world-famous magic schools.

Unfortunately, Melvin did not complete his studies.

The wizarding government of the United States was called Magical Congress. Its education laws were imperfect, having last been revised fifty years earlier. They contained no provisions resembling compulsory education. The professors at Ilvermorny were also quite tolerant, and Melvin didn't have any troublesome relatives to deal with...

Six months earlier, at the end of 1990, Melvin had spent his seventh Christmas at school. As graduation was approaching, he took a leave of absence and became a stage designer for the Gershwin Theatre on Broadway, where he quickly became famous.

The rewards include generous salaries and the magic of rapid growth.

Melvin calmly felt the flowing magic, and memories of going to school in Ilvermorny emerged in his mind. He turned on the faucet and rinsed his hands with the cold tap water.

According to school history, Ilvermorny was founded in the 17th century, initially consisting of a simple stone house. Its founder, Isolt Sayre, was not a great wizard, and had not achieved any notable fame in the wizarding world. Her No-Maj lover, James Stewart, was also notable. The only commendable aspect of the school was its inclusive philosophy. Over the following centuries, it was able to capitalize on the immigration wave, attracting wizarding students from all over the world and developing into one of the most renowned wizarding schools. This was inseparable from the founder of another legendary wizarding school—

Salazar Slytherin.

As a collateral descendant of Slytherin, Isolt Sayre has an inexplicable connection with the legendary wizard. Legend has it that she stole Slytherin's treasures, including countless gold, silver, and gems, a mysterious snakewood wand, and ancient magical research manuscripts...

The treasure might be hidden in the school's underground warehouse, the snakewood wand might have transformed into a snake tree and resided on the cliffs of Greylock, and as for the research notebook, it might be hidden in the restricted section of Ilvermorny's library.

None of this had anything to do with Melvin; the gift he received came from a strange species of horned water snake.

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Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them – A Unique North American Journey

Horned water snake: A magical snake with sharp horns on its head. There are many different species in the world. A large number of specimens have been captured in the Far East. Its main habitat is currently in the Americas.

Legend has it that a wizard saw a strange species of horned water snake in Massachusetts. There was a gem on its forehead that could give the water snake invisibility and the ability to fly, and it was suspected to have the magical power of foresight.

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