The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Warfare Professor

After shaking hands with Victor, the platinum-haired boy introduced himself to his future professor.

He claimed that he came from an excellent pure-blood family with a long history.Draco?6?1 Malfoy, is his name.

Victor looked at this bratty child and felt that human beings are indeed cuter in their infancy.

Why did it fail so quickly after entering the mature stage?

"Professor, I heard about the von Eisner family from my father. He often said that Eisner was the noblest and most elegant gentleman among pure-blood wizards."

Is your father lying, or am I blind.

Victor couldn't help but echo Malfoy's words.

At a young age, Malfoy was already good at flattering others.Seeing as he had laughed at Weasley's background on the train just now, he now started to praise Eisner in front of Victor.

The important thing is that Victor is completely unable to combine the image of his Uncle Eisner with the image of his own father.

There is no real feeling of being praised at all!

I know my dad is an excellent wizard, but was he noble and a gentleman when he was young?

Was he being stimulated by something and couldn't think about it, or was he overthinking it and felt that no matter how hard he worked, it would be better to go back to the fields to work?

"My father hasn't heard from Uncle Eisner for a long time. They were the closest classmates. So when he heard that a professor named Eisner was coming to Hogwarts, he made sure that I came to pay him a visit. "

"Oh, my father, he has..."

Victor didn't know what to say.

Dad never told me about his relationship with these intricately connected large families.

And it seems that they don't know that their father has abandoned the devil and turned to farming.Are you really close friends...?

"...He has...went to a place where others cannot find him."

Victor's face was full of deepness.

Except for the Hogwarts Personnel Department (which includes Principal Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall) and the French mother, who maintain regular correspondence with their own owl clock mailboxes, no one else would have thought that the Eisner family had moved to a Muggle farm. .

Dad, I kept a secret for you.

Malfoy's face turned weird.

How could he tell his father such news!How can I do this on my own?

"Oh, I'm sorry." That said, Malfoy couldn't see the sadness.

"I have to tell my father. He will be upset when he hears this. Professor, I think we'll see you at Hogwarts."

Victor nodded and said goodbye to the platinum-haired young man.

Really Slytherin.Victor thought, turning around to look for the three-person Gryffindor class just now.

"Professor, has your father...left too?" Harry's apologetic eyes behind his lenses made Victor feel that it was really sinful for him to lie to a child.

"No. He really went to a distant place. I have been living with him before. I guess he doesn't want to have frequent contact with the ancient wizard family. As far as I know, he has no idea about the pure blood theory of that family. Very contemptuous.”

Victor remembered how condescending his father always criticized the old wizard family in front of him.

Huh, who's ancestors haven't been generous?Is it possible to have the word "Von" in your name?

As soon as you hear it, you can tell that it is a European aristocrat.

"That's good." Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

Victor also thought that Harry would have some opinions towards him because of his family's association with the Malfoy family.

But it seems that our little protagonist is still very kind and sensible.

When I was young, I was always obsessed with villains, but now I know how good the protagonist is.

Victor's eyes towards the trio gradually turned into loving ones, and he asked Harry gently: "So, great Mr. Potter, what do you want from me?"

"You don't have to call me that, just call me Harry like Hagrid." Harry blushed, not good at dealing with such awkward etiquette.

"I want to give you this."

He pulled a card from his pocket.

Victor originally thought that Harry had returned the "lucky white owl" he had given him before.When I picked up the card and looked at it, I discovered that there was a picture of Dumbledore on it, and the composition was quite similar to the world-famous painting Mona Lisa.

"I got it from Chocolate Frog. Ron told me this version of the card is rare. If you're collecting cards, well... one more wouldn't hurt, I guess.

"Thank you for the birthday gift you gave me earlier."

Victor felt a warm feeling in his heart.He lowered his head and rubbed Harry's head.You are the undisputed protagonist of Harry Potter.brat.

"Thank you, I will keep it."

Putting the card into his windbreaker pocket, Victor pushed the future Gryffindors to the front of the platform.

"If you don't move quickly, you'll have to paddle a canoe across the river. Watch your step, Hagrid is waiting for you ahead."

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The boats were docked, and Victor and Hagrid happily completed their work.

Next it's up to Professor McGonagall and the Sorting Hat.Victor planned to find a corner with a good view on the professor's bench and enjoy the VIP live viewing experience of the movie Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone.

The golden auditorium and the tables full of chicken drumsticks are the place where many people’s dreams begin.

Victor held a mountain of dinner plates and fixed his gaze on the empty seat next to Professor Quirrell.

oh!Servant of the mysterious man... No, my Ravenclaw senior, Professor Quirrell, I came to you again to inquire about the story of vampires and resurrected zombies.

After Victor arrived at Hogwarts, to everyone's surprise, the person he chatted with most often turned out to be Professor Quirrell.

Although the latter always saw Victor with an expression like a mouse meets a cat, but according to onlookers who didn’t know the truth, Victor just liked poking Professor Quirrell’s sore spots and then seeing the other person stuttering, making him want to run away. look like.

"Professor Quirrell, you mentioned before that the purple turban on your head was given by an African prince. Would you mind taking it off for me to take a look at? I have always been interested in African civilization."

Let me hear how you are going to reject me this time.Victor smiled.

And poor Professor Quirrell, oh, his neck is starting to twitch.

"It... it has a terrible curse, and it is also an honor... I helped the African prince get rid of the zombies...

"I can't take it off. The prince will be angry about it. A... Professor Eisner, why don't you go and sit with Professor Flitwick."

Victor said that he wanted to communicate more with the seniors about course teaching issues.

For example, I heard that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is not good at teaching. Do you know why?

Quirrell covered his head, pretending not to hear Victor's words, and started talking about the weather.

At this time, the auditorium became quiet, and the dinner party had already reached the part where the Sorting Hat showed itself.

Victor let poor Quirrell go, drank all the tea in the teacup, and played the saucer with the teacup to accompany the Sorting Hat.

The banquet should be more lively.

Come, Senior Quirrell, drink up the tea, and we'll beat the toad drum together when we sing the school song later.

Without rejecting it, he defaulted to enjoying it. Quirrell was filled with tea by Victor.

Empty cups and bowls filled the table in front of me.It is estimated that the elves in the underground kitchen will soon use the secret code?6?1 Empty Dishes Replacement Technique.Their work is always prompt.

The two brothers, Victor, put their hands on Quirrell's shoulders.I thought that would be the end of the day.Keep playing and don't look back. Voldemort really thinks I'm an eyesore and wants to do such and such things to me.

Teasing Yiqing, seeking death and harming the body.

He stood up and an empty tea bowl came under Victor's nose.

The elf in charge of the tea today was so careless that the bottom of the cup was completely covered with tea leaves. If Locknoke were to take care of it...

Victor suddenly looked stern.The next second, the leftovers and empty dishes on the table were removed, and the pastry chef underground sent the desserts to the above-ground auditorium.

The speed was so fast that Victor, the best student in tea divination when he was in school, could not confirm:

The tea leaves left by Quirrell that he just glimpsed, and the pattern symbols formed by the tea leaves, do they mean:

"Pharaoh".

What's even more weird is that there were six tea bowls left by Quirrell on the table just now.

Compare the tea leaves in the other five tea bowls with the tea leaf shape analysis in "Parting the Fog to See the Future", and then convert them into Tarot cards.

The Fool, the Magician, the Emperor, Death, and the Sun.

Akhenaten, Seti I, Ramesses II, Osiris, Melampa.

They are all pharaohs in Egyptian mythology.