A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Felix canceled the magic, the air shook again, and Harry felt the whole world come alive. Although it was very real before, and he couldn't see the 'weakness' in Sirius' mouth, he could really feel the difference between the two.

The rustling sound, the unknown howl in the distance, the whimpering wind, the rustling of leaves, the faint sound of breathing...

"It's still a lot worse." Felix thought silently. It's enough to deal with some magical animals, but it's not enough to deceive wizards, especially keen wizards. But no matter what, he first inherited the memory magic of Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw, and after a long evolution, he finally found the path that suits him best.

Hagrid leaned over to Grap, his size paled by comparison with a real giant - he was about the same height as Grap sitting on the ground, and Grap could only be regarded as the shortest among giants, normal The giants were all between twenty and twenty-five feet tall.

"Little Grapp?" said Hagrid.

"Ha~G~er!" Grapp glared at him, his tone was quite kind, at least he didn't slap his fists as soon as he came up.

"I thought he meant to say the word 'starvation'," said Ron.

Sirius put his hand on his shoulder and shook it vigorously, "Don't spoil the scenery, look, what a touching scene, isn't it?"

Grapp slowly stretched out a large hand—the onlookers were sweating for Hagrid—but the hand stopped before touching him, and Grapp's ugly face concealed some concern that if What should I do if I touch this little dwarf again?

Hagrid grabbed one of Grapp's fingers gleefully, and said dotingly in the tone of his magical beasts: "It's all right, little Grapp, you just need some teaching, you don't know how much strength you have, yes no?"

Harry suddenly thought of the Dursleys. Could Grapp become a big Dudley in the future? He suddenly shivered at the thought of the giant sledge-board-like feet running in the forbidden forest after the giant was freed from the shackles of the rope, with Hagrid chasing after him.

Grapp let out a low growl, then mumbled: "Grapp! Hagel!".

Hagrid was overjoyed. He took Grapp's finger and turned to the crowd. "Little Grapp, these are my friends. This is Harry, Ron, Hermione—" He stopped, his face Looking at Hermione apologetically, "Would you mind if he called you Hermione? Your name is too difficult for him to remember."

"No, I don't mind at all," Hermione said sharply.

Sirius sneered, and the result was a roll of eyes, but he soon stopped laughing.

"This is Sirius—oh, uh, how about simplifying to Siri?" said Hagrid, looking at Sirius inquiringly, and Sirius sternly agreed. So turning around, everyone found themselves with new names—except Harry and Ron, whose names were pretty simple.

In Hagrid's mouth, Felix became Felix, Hermione became Hermi, and Sirius became Siri.

"Hermi, do you hear me? Her-mi-" Hagrid said to Grapp, syllable by syllable, "and also, the two bigger ones are Phili and Siri, you can tell the difference, is not it?"

The two, known as Fili and Siri, shrugged. Harry and Ron listened to Hagrid repeating the mispronunciation over and over again with expressions of wanting to laugh but not laughing.

It seems that his help is not needed. Felix Heart said that Dumbledore was worried that Hagrid would be killed by the grumpy giant brother, but now at least he was off to a good start. After a long time, they walked back from the depths of the forbidden forest.

"I'm going to move nearby and live with Grapp for a while, and I'll have to find him food and talk to him," Hagrid said. "If you come to me, you can pass the owl, and don't come to the Forbidden Forest on your own," he said to Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

"Stop, Hagrid," Felix said, looking into the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

Everyone stopped. With the help of the soft white light hanging overhead, they looked over the branches and bushes, and Sirius sniffed, reminding: "Something is coming." Then they heard the sound of branches snapping and strange footsteps.

A giant bowstring emerged from the green shadows, plucking the leaves in its way. "It's me, Hagrid," said a man with a naked upper body. He was naturally connected to the horse's body from the waist, and finally Firenze's complete body emerged from the shadows, his silver mane bathed in soft white light. , the hooves rattled.

"Why are you here?" said Hagrid warily.

"I heard movement," Firenze said in a low voice. "What happened, Hagrid?"

"It has nothing to do with you, this is not centaurs' territory," Hagrid replied bluntly.

"But I live in the Forbidden Forest," Firenze said, and the next second he turned abruptly, his bow and arrow pointed at the deep darkness. "Who's there?" His hoofs smashed the ground.

The branches swayed for a while, and a dragon-like face poked its head out from the other side, and its shining white eyes looked at them timidly, as if wondering why everyone got together so late. It stood on the edge of the intersection of black and white, and could vaguely see black leather-like wings obscured by bushes.

"It turned out to be Thestral," Hagrid said with relief.

"Oh, how could I have forgotten you," Felix whispered, staring at the magical creature.

Hermione looked at him suspiciously.

"Fascinating creature, isn't it? Some people can't see it, some people... can you see it?" Felix stared at her suddenly.

"Oh, yes," Hermione whispered urgently. "Actually—the three of us—" She didn't go on, but the meaning was obvious. Harry and Ron were both staring at Thestrals.

Sirius stared, "Harry, you didn't mention this."

"It's only been two days since school started, and I didn't get the chance to be alone with you." Harry muttered softly.

"I didn't see it before, I mean the day of school," said Ron. "But I've figured out a few things in the past two days...it just came to me." Harry and Hermione met behind him. Looking at it, they also remembered the scene that happened on the carriage at the beginning of school——

On September 1, the wagon creaked and wobbled along the road.

"Can you all see it?" In the carriage, Ron almost choked on his saliva, and he stared at Harry and Hermione blankly, "You guys are all playing tricks on me, right?"

"The reason why you can't see it can only mean one thing, your barren brain hasn't moved at all throughout the summer," Hermione said sharply to Ron.

"Anything to say?" Harry asked. He knew Thestrals, but only half of them.

"Seeing death, accepting death, maybe adding some insight...hard to tell." Hermione said distractedly.

"What do you think of little Crouch's death?" Harry understood Hermione a little, and turned to Ron.

"What else do you think, he deserves it," said Ron, his eyebrows furrowed suddenly. "You don't feel sorry for him, do you?"

"Of course not," Harry said immediately. "Have you ever worried about your future situation? Have you ever thought about... Your family or yourself might be killed in the war?" His voice became more and more intense. Light, this is a question he has been thinking about recently, why did his parents not flee abroad, but stay to fight the Death Eaters?

Ron looked nervously at Harry to the left and Hermione to the right.

"Isn't there Dumbledore, and Professor Hepp, they will arrange everything..."

Hermione gave Harry a meaningful look, and Harry knew it meant, "Look. He didn't think about it at all."

...

Sirius patted Harry and Ron on the shoulders, muttering something that no one could hear.

On the other side, Hagrid disarmed, he stepped forward to touch Yestral's bony body, and finally patted its head: "Let's go, there's nothing fun to watch. There's nothing to eat, that's my nosebleed. "

The centaur Firenze also retreated and disappeared. Before leaving, he warned Hagrid: "The old people in the tribe are very dissatisfied. If you continue to find those dangerous creatures from all over the world-"

After this episode, Felix, Sirius, Harry, Ron, and Hermione parted with Hagrid in front of Hagrid's cottage and returned to the castle. The three of Harry sat in the corner of the lounge for a long time, before barely digesting the fact that Hagrid hid a giant in the Forbidden Forest.

"Hagrid won't be able to hide it for long. Centaurs have a strong sense of territory. They will think that Grapp has invaded their territory." Hermione said worriedly.

Harry didn't speak. Isn't this the obvious thing? He could only hope that Hagrid's educational plans went well, or that Grapp's brain wasn't as dull as he appeared to be.

at the same time.

Felix returned to the ancient rune office and looked in the direction of the Forbidden Forest through the windowsill, "Death." The voice was faint, and he was curious about what the world looked like in Yestral's eyes.

If he's lucky, he'll find out soon enough.

There was a plot where the threesome could see the Thestral, which should have been put in the front, but I forgot about it, it might be a bit abrupt to read.