The principal's office returned to silence again.

After a long time, Dumbledore seemed to come back to his senses and he had made a decision.

Dumbledore carefully used the words, "Sorry, Professor Felix and Professor Bubaji have not yet retired..."

Felix showed a disappointed expression.

"But," Dumbledore spoke quickly, "You can see that you are very good at ancient magical script."

"Yes, Principal." Felix thought of something, suppressed the glimmer of hope in his heart, and looked at Dumbledore with his eyes tightly.

The old man opposite did not deliberately keep it a secret and made his thoughts straightforward, "I hope you will teach ancient magical texts. I wonder if you are willing?"

"Of course I do!" Felix blurted out, and then slowed down: "Yes, I do. But Professor Babuling..."

"Ah, Bassyda," Dumbledore mumbled, and explained, "She has served Hogwarts for more than fifty years, and in recent years she has been hoping to take a break and see what the world has changed."

"Take a while off? What do you mean is to let me temporarily replace ancient magical literature? Is it a school year? or a semester?" Felix frowned slightly. This was not what he wanted.

Hogwarts has a rich collection of books, and it will be of many conveniences to become a school professor. What he wants is not a year or two, at least five or ten years, right?

Dumbledore was amused, his silver hair shook and he pointed out seriously, "Professor Felix, Professor Bablin is not a pure wizard, she has magical blood, which makes her look at time differently from the way we look at it."

Other bloodlines? Felix recalled Professor Babuling's appearance, and it seemed that he had never changed from admission to graduation...

Is she a mixed race? A mixed race with other human races?

This is possible. There are many such existences in the magic world. The most common hybrids of alien species are hybrids between humans and giants, vevas, dwarves, and goblins. As far as he knows, there are more than one in the school.

Before he could think about a result, he heard Dumbledore continue: "In the eyes of Professor Babuling, it is normal to take a ten-year vacation or twenty years. In fact, when she complained to me that she had not taken a vacation, she once recommended several names to replace her, including you, Felix."

Felix suddenly realized that he had a good relationship with the professor. Although he could not choose ancient magical literature in the sixties and seventh grades, he kept asking her for advice during his self-study, and even after graduation, he never stopped writing letters.

It can be said that the professors who kept in touch with him after graduation, except Dumbledore, belonged to Professor Babuling.

Professor Dumbledore said: "Your arrival will make Professor Babuling very happy. She has saved up a lot of wishes over the years to fulfill, and she is almost filling up a piece of parchment."

When Felix saw such a good thing, he of course nodded and agreed.

After walking out of the principal's office, Felix breathed a sigh of relief. Although the interview process was a bit twists and turns, the result was good. He finally returned to this place.

Hogwarts, the center of the British magic world. This time, he was a professor.

After calming down, he returned to Professor McGonagall's office and happened to see the scene of a phoenix patron saint dissipating. He suddenly realized in his heart that Dumbledore had already informed Professor McGonagall of the result through the patron saint.

Sure enough, Professor McGonagall raised his glasses, "I have received a message from Dumbledore. Felix, no, I should call you Professor Hepp now."

"You can still call me Felix, I will always be your student."

Professor McGonagall snorted slightly, "Professor Snape may not be happy."

Felix scratched his head. He made Snape very angry back then. However, McGonagall quickly skipped the topic. She waved her wand and flew out more than a dozen pieces of parchment paper from the large cabinet in the office. The parchment paper was sorted into a neat stack, showing the owner's serious and serious personality.

"These are your class schedules, student lists, obligations and powers, purchases, and things I personally think you need to use. Of course, the most urgent question is whether your textbooks need to be changed?"

"Textbook?" Felix was a little confused.

"Yes, the textbook," McGonagall repeated, "many professors have their own teaching philosophy, which Hogwarts encourages in principle, so they can decide their own way of teaching, the ratio of theory and practice, and of course, the selection of textbooks."

McGonagall glanced at him, "I know you also wrote a book about ancient magical texts."

Felix knew it, and after thinking for a while, he decided not to make any changes. "Professor Babuling's teaching materials are very good, and I benefited a lot from school."

"Okay." Professor McGonagall seemed to be unquestioned by his actions, but Felix heard her mutter softly again, the voice was too small and he didn't hear it clearly, but it seemed to involve another professor.

"I would have like this... the professor..."

Felix is ​​not easy to ask. As a new professor, he doesn't want to cause trouble before officially joining the company.

As a Slytherin, he has a strong purpose in doing things.

After a while, Professor McGonagall raised his head, looked at Felix who was motionless, and said, "Professor Hepp, you can leave now. We will mail you a formal appointment letter and entry time, and if there is any additional information, it will be accompanied by the letter."

Felix smiled, "Professor McGonagall, I want to make more preparations. You know, although I have made some achievements in the field of magic, I am still very young after all, and I have no relevant teaching experience. At this point, you are experienced and I really need your guidance."

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Felix noticed that Professor McGonagall seemed to smile. Of course, it may also be because of the twitching corners of his mouth. I heard that people who have always had a stern face are prone to facial paralysis.

Felix had an uncontrollable thought in his mind.

"Felix, you are always so polite." McGonagall seemed to sigh, but he stopped the work at hand with great relief. "What do you want to know?"

"I want to first look at student information, such as academic performance, the number of students in different grades of each college, and some excellent or very famous little wizards. It would be better if everyone's evaluations were made."

Professor McGonagall glanced at him and waved his wand silently. The door of the big cabinet opened and the parchment rolls flew out from inside. Felix quickly took out his wand and waved it gently. A quill pen on the table turned into a long table.

Professor McGonagall understood and stacked the parchment rolls on the long table, "Great Transformation."

"You can't live without your teachings." Felix said modestly.

"I remember that your first three grades were not very high in the evaluation of transfiguration."

Felix was a little embarrassed. At that time, he was busy beating the little snakes in the seventh grade. He didn't have enough time to practice spells every day, so he didn't have time to put it on the transformation technique. It was almost enough.

It was also later that he picked up the Transformation.

Professor McGonagall was not confused about his grades because she knew Felix's situation at that time. To be honest, she had always complained about using the branch hat to run the branch. For a long time, she believed that Felix should be assigned to Gryffindor.

Just for the reckless, ahem, bravery, who would believe it if it wasn't Gryffindor!

Even among the little lion, he is the most reckless one!

"These are the information you want, but there are no comments. Regarding some excellent little wizards, I can only stand on my side and say some of the names of Gryffindor Academy."

"That's very useful, too." Felix didn't pick on it.

"Oliver Wood in sixth grade, Percy Weasley, Alia Spinette in fourth grade, Angelina Johnson in seventh grade, Hermione Granger in sophomore," McGonagall pursed his lips, "Of course there are the Weasley twins, Fred and George, my goodness, if they put half of the prank energy into studying..."

"Is this the only one? I remember that the famous Harry Potter has also entered school. Isn't he in Gryffindor?" Felix was a little curious. His past and present life were like a thunderous initiation.
Chapter completed!