The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Warfare Professor

Victor picked up the pure white book and sat on the windowsill.

In the distance, the sound of chopping wood could be heard from the wooden house in front of the Forbidden Forest. Soon there would be a few wisps of white smoke from the hot water. Hagrid must have returned from his early morning patrol in the Forbidden Forest.

It was just daybreak. Victor placed the pure white book under the skylight and opened it to the title page.

In the reflection of clear sunlight, a line of cursive English appeared on the title page:

DearVic.

On the way to the Knight Bus, Victor kept trying to convince himself that if he wanted to compile a textbook, this pure white book would be the most suitable base for the textbook, and he needed to take out this book.

But on the other hand, he was also a little reluctant to part with it.Because this was a gift from his mother when he entered Hogwarts.

Think about it, it's like telling Harry to use the Weasley sweater he got for Christmas to make a nest for dragon eggs.Somewhat reluctantly.

"Vic, is that your name?"

"My nickname. It has no special meaning." Victor said to Ms. Gray floating outside the window.

Ms. Gray drifted alone for a moment, slipping the ghost's head into the pages.

Victor felt more than once that the ghost method of reading was too convenient.

So much so that when he was studying at Hogwarts, he and his Ravenclaw classmates asked Professor Snape if there was a potion that could temporarily turn him into a ghost.

Snape looked at the group of eaglets with an idiotic expression, then pointed to his wand, suggesting that this could be accomplished through a duel.

Ms. Gray's head slipped through the cover of the book and emerged from the back.

"There really are no words except this line of compliments."

She looked at Victor curiously, waiting for him to explain.

Victor's fingers gently tapped DearVic's English and said:

"It was originally a diary. The year I graduated, I cleared it all out."

When he entered Hogwarts, his father and mother seemed very happy.They went to Diagon Alley to sweep the streets, and then mother gave little Victor two fresh goods from France.

One is an owl clock mailbox, and the other is this pure white book.

She wrote "Dear Vic" on the title page using a potion that could only be seen in the sun, then tied a ribbon and gave it to herself.

By the way, not to be outdone, Dad gave himself a bookshelf, a semicircular bookshelf that he brought with him.

Pure white and sunlight are the best wishes from a mother to her son.

I don’t know if it was influenced by him, but Victor also liked to wear white magic robes at Hogwarts.

A misfit among a group of little black crows.

But fortunately, Ravenclaw is a house that does not discriminate and accepts every kind of weird behavior well.

But Professor Snape strongly disagreed.

"With these robes on, do you want to dye them like a cat while you're brewing the potion, Mr. Eisner?"

Victor pouted.I hope that this time when he returns to Hogwarts as an associate professor, Mr. Snape will not comment on his attire.

Victor closed the diary and walked to the sofa in the lounge.He took out the flat square wine bottle he carried from his pocket.

After opening the side, a stack of Pharaoh cards are neatly stored in the wine jug.

I've never been successful before.

It's because I didn't have this card at that time.

Victor was a little uneasy.He held a Pharaoh card with a dizzying circle between his fingertips, and the Egyptian magic text on it translated as "fusion".

Hi, I’m an old card from the first generation of Yu-Gi-Oh!But it was Victor who only obtained it through prophecy in the past two years.

Before getting this card, he used this diary in a very regular manner.

The method of using a diary that mother taught little Victor was:

Attach the note of the spell to the diary, and then just turn to that page in the diary to release the spell.

Or, it's a great way to remember herbal knowledge and potions recipes.

The diary can also store simple plant ash. If the potion formula is written down on the page of the plant ash, the diary can also help you balance it.

This is a learning assistant tool that is very popular among young wizards in France.

How could Victor be like those ordinary little wizards?

After he glimpsed the mystery of the Pharaoh Cards, he tried to attach the Pharaoh Cards to the pages of his diary.

His idea was simple: he was not an adult at that time, and he had not snatched the magical wine bottle from his father. It was quite troublesome to have a bunch of cards stuffed in his pocket every day.

However, ancient Egyptian magic is really difficult to maintain, and they refuse to enter the diary even if they say anything.In the end, the diary was only used by Victor to record his daily mood and knowledge.

When he graduated, he erased all its contents.Because he believes that he no longer needs a carrier to record his knowledge.

On the other hand, he was also determined to study ancient Greek and Roman languages ​​and decipher the ancient Egyptian magic texts at Muggle Cambridge University. After completing his studies and returning to Hogwarts, he would write his ancient Egyptian magic in a diary again. Research.

Before that, it was stored in the Ravenclaw common room by Victor as a "book of ignorance" and spent four years inconspicuously.

"What are you waiting for?" Ms. Gray woke Victor from his memories.

Victor shook his head, shaking off the last bit of reluctance, and wanted to try the action he planned.

Putting the "Fusion" card on the coffee table and the diary on the left, Victor shook out a magic wand and a bunch of loose Pharaoh cards from inside his windbreaker.

"Oh, I thought the card in the flagon was all you had."

"That's my own usual deck. But in order to compile a teaching material for young wizards suitable for their abilities, I started collecting some simple and harmless cards about two weeks ago."

"You're going to use these cards to teach them warfare?"

Victor smiled and said, "Don't worry."

He randomly picked out a monster card from the loose card pile.Place it to the right of the Fusion card.

Picking up the wand, Victor muttered a string of ancient Egyptian words. Translated into English, it was probably a sentence similar to "In the name of Pharaoh."

It has no special effect. It is just a comforting thing Victor said every time he risked his life to try ancient Egyptian magic.

The card reacted almost instantly when it was touched by the wand.

Victor couldn't hide his excitement. A hypnotic vortex spread from the "fusion" card, and its scope expanded. After a while, it finally included the diary and the monster card at the same time.

After the magic ended, only the diary to the left of "Fusion" was left on the coffee table.Victor flipped through it eagerly, and sure enough, he saw the results he expected.

The monster card, "Orc Ares", appeared on a page of the diary.

"I understand." Ms. Gray shook her head.

"You give this textbook to little wizards and let them borrow the monsters in it for practical training.

"What a roundabout way. Why don't you apply for the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, so you can teach them spells directly."

Victor shook his finger. "The key to war is not just soldiers."

He spread the scattered piles of cards on the coffee table according to categories.

Field magic cards, magic equipment cards, trap cards, as well as some representative monsters he specially selected, covering all areas of land, sea and air.

This is called talking on paper.