The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Warfare Professor

1.

As soon as the cool autumn breeze blows, the sweet smell of ripe pumpkins drifts to Hogwarts Castle.

On Halloween, a grand dinner was held at Hogwarts.

Pumpkin pies filled the long tables, and in the center of the auditorium, a huge pumpkin with a grimace was on display.Fred and George can get in and scare the new little wizard.

A thousand and one bats were scurrying in the sky above the auditorium.Victor narrowed his eyes keenly when one of the red-eyed bats landed on his shoulder. He rubbed the bat's wings and let it go back outside the castle.

"That should be the bat Lucius came to pick up from me."

Victor talked to Locken, who had one ear sticking out of the wine bottle.

"We can't wait to get drunk on pumpkin wine before we have to rush to the next banquet at the vampire manor."

"My little master, do you have to go?" Lockn was spinning anxiously, "According to my little master's prophecy, on Halloween night..."

Victor interrupted Locken: "Of course we are going. The Malfoy family has the key to open the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, and we have to rely on the basilisk in the secret room to add stones to our secret passage."

"And the sooner we get that key, the better."

If Lucius Malfoy gave Voldemort's diary to Ginny, it would cause a lot of trouble and shock.

"As for the prophecy, I think something is going to go wrong tonight, but I'm not too worried. The professors at Hogwarts are not vegetarians, and any one of them can handle a commotion better than I can."

However, it was Victor's three students who bore the halo of the protagonists who finally quelled the troll riot.

Will they fight the troll in the women's restroom like in the original novel?Victor was lost in thought.

The current situation seems to no longer meet the prerequisites for unlocking the women's restroom.

Being greeted from behind, Victor turned around to see who was coming, and it was the trio who had deducted points from Gryffindor.The three of them each held a jack-o-lantern in their hands.

According to them, it was a kind gift from Hagrid.Hagrid's farmland was overrun by pumpkins because of a group of Crowhead Witch Doctor trainees who were learning to "grow like crazy".

The faces of Hagrid and the students were filled with the joy of the harvest.

Staring at Hermione's smiling face, Victor was in a trance.

See, this is the prerequisite that is not met.

Hermione would never hide in the bathroom and cry secretly because of an argument with two men.

Perhaps tonight's troll will be dealt with by the professors without any danger.

Victor was relieved.This way he would have no worries about going to Malfoy Manor.Leave with peace of mind, there are protagonists and old professors at Hogwarts taking care of you.

"Professor Victor, do you have a jack-o-lantern?"

Harry tugged on Victor's sleeve and gave the pumpkin lantern in his hand to Victor. "Hagrid said it screams strangely at midnight. You can put it on the first floor of the tree tower."

Victor took the student's gift and played with it with interest.

"I accepted it. It's very beautiful, Mr. Potter. It's a pity that I can't give Gryffindor points for it, as it will be considered a bribe."

As he spoke, he magically conjured a card from the secret pocket of his windbreaker.

"But I can give you a pumpkin in return."

This is a very crude card, incomparable to the "white owl that tells luck" that Harry once got. They are just the same size, but this card with a pumpkin has no name, and the pumpkin in the picture is not cool. .

But the three little ones still thought it was a great Halloween gift.

"How is it used?"

"It's no different from my Pharaoh card. It's just... this card was not obtained from prophecy, it was made by me."

"You made it?"

The trio's eyes widened.

"A little ancient Egyptian magic." Victor lied without changing his face.There is no need to tell students about black magic.

"I captured the pumpkin and the ghoul ghost into the card. They seemed to be getting along so well that I thought one would eat the other."

Victor watched with satisfaction as the two elements merged into the image of a pumpkin ghost, displayed on the card.

The ancient Egyptian black magic he learned from the black magician has progressed to the point where he can imprint ghosts.

Victor analyzed that it was because the life energy of ghosts was too low, and the energy of lower creatures was especially low.So even though he still couldn't trap an owl with a card, he could use this magic to capture a harmful ghoul ghost.

I don’t know what kind of magic is used to retain the life energy in the oil paintings at Hogwarts.Victor wrote down this question in his little notebook.They were too well preserved, far beyond Victor's magical understanding.

"If you want to release this pumpkin ghost, remember to be careful, it may not be as obedient as Chestnut Ball or White Owl."

Victor admonished the student, then watched as Harry carefully tucked the card away in his robes with the same caution as adding ingredients in Potions.

The dinner began to be served, the delicacies appeared on golden plates, and Victor began to enjoy the pumpkin honey liqueur provided only to adult staff.

He knocked on the wine bottle to indicate that Locken could learn the recipe.Lock thought the taste was defective and he could make a better one for Victor.

Saving half of his stomach for the second half of the banquet, Victor reservedly grabbed only half a piece of pumpkin pie.As soon as I took a bite, before I could taste the filling, the expected change happened.

Quirrell - of course it was him - rushed into the auditorium.

As if they had a premonition of something, the bats began to dance wildly on the ceiling.A bat with red eyes took the opportunity to get into Victor's collar.

I have to wash this dress at least three times.Victor muttered depressedly.Then, while everyone was in a panic due to the troll alarm, they followed the address instructions of the bat's sound wave and willingly let Locken take him on a wonderful journey of apparation.

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Victor rubbed his dizzy head and looked around again. He had arrived at the gate of Malfoy Manor.

"Why did I mention this thing?" Victor raised the pumpkin lantern in his hand.Use it to illuminate the dark door lock.

He wondered if the lock had an anti-Alajo opening charm on it.But either way, he shouldn't try.

The Malfoy family is very aristocratic, like a family castle that would appear in a British period drama.It's not comparable to Hogwarts, but if you estimate it, it's worth hundreds of Victor's farms and cabins.

But whether it was Hogwarts or his own farm, Victor felt that it was much better than this depressing vampire manor.

For some reason, Victor always felt like the air was squeezing his insides.

bad feeling.

Poetry: Don't make a deal with the devil.Victor was directly invited to his lair by the devil as a guest.

After a while, Lucius Malfoy appeared from behind the iron door and bowed to Victor von Eisner.

Looking at this scene, Victor couldn't help but think of iron doors, iron windows, and iron chains.

"How was your Halloween, Mr. Malfoy? I hope I wasn't too late."

Victor was well dressed and greeted the other party like a gentleman.

"Halloween wouldn't be complete without little Professor Eisner here."

Lucius opened the door for Victor. There was a house elf at his feet. Victor was wondering if it was him, but the house elf spoke first:

"Dobby holds the lamp for the master's guest."

Victor raised his jack-o'-lantern and told Dobby that it was no longer necessary. He still had some strength.Dobby looked frustrated and followed Victor and Lucius step by step.

Lockn took advantage of Lucius's back, stretched out a hand from the wine bottle, and waved to Dobby.Then he quickly took it back.

"Mr. Malfoy, would you like to introduce me to the other guests tonight?"

Let me find out how many Death Eaters you have gathered here secretly.

"They are all people worthy of having dinner with the Eisner family. Some of their reputations may have been... tarnished, but their blood is purer than anyone else."

Victor felt that these pure-blood families must not have studied herbal medicine properly. Pure-blood plants have long lost their advantage when compared with hybrid plants.

After going around several corridors, Victor subconsciously memorized the directions.After walking in a zigzag circle, they arrived at the dinner party in the center.

It was a completely different scene than the Halloween dinner at Hogwarts.After the house elf brought the delicacies to the table, he hid them in the corners of the tables, chairs and stools, waiting to be called to serve.

The light from the candle was a level deeper than Hogwarts, but instead of getting brighter, it made the room blurry.

In the blur, Victor saw the pure-blood wizard sitting at the dinner table.

The other party also saw Victor.Without waiting for Lucius' introduction, he stepped forward to shake Victor's hand.

He has thick eyebrows, thin hair, and red eye circles.The red circles under his eyes didn't make him look pitiful or tearful, but instead made him look like he was angry all the time.

"Mr. Eisner. I, I can't express how happy I am to meet a descendant of the Eisner family. Thanks to Mr. Malfoy for inviting me to meet you. You can call me Morfin Gaunt. I was that A member of the Gaunt family.”

before death?

Victor noticed the word.

And the hands held by Morfin Gaunt and Victor went straight through Victor's body.

"Forgive me. Look at me, I always forget this."

Mr. Gaunt retracted his arm with a sneer.

"If you want, you can call me Ghost Gunter. That's how ghosts are called in Hogwarts. Haha, haha."