Draco Malfoy's slightly pointed face became stunned. He raised his head eagerly and stared at Felix intently, as if trying to read the true meaning from the professor's calm face.

"Sufficient sleep will make people feel satisfied. I won't tell ordinary people." Felix said, "The only thing that can be compared to it is a big meal, but you have to wait until Halloween, there are many exotic delicacies..."

After he left, Draco stayed where he was. His light gray eyes kept turning, not sure whether he had escaped.

Professor Happ is a person who is afraid of trouble. This is recognized by all teachers and students in the school to some extent.

For example, he will put a lot of homework on the "answer parchment" because it can greatly save time for grading. Similarly, although he has no less tests in class than other professors, he is the only one who requires students to answer questions in a fixed format.

There is a rumor that this will make it easier for a very special high-level magic puppet to grade the test papers.

In addition, there is other evidence. Professor Happ seldom put students in detention, and even rarely deducted points. More than one Hufflepuff student met this professor in the kitchen, and they would discuss their experience of eating fish together. The "fishbone extraction curse" he improved from the bone extraction curse was once popular in the school.

However, if a student asked him about this in class, or wanted to learn food spells, they would find that their homework load immediately increased, and this trend slowly subsided.

And now Draco Malfoy was thinking about the question - Professor Happ took over the task from Professor McGonagall. If he didn't mention it later, would he just get away with it?

He spent two days in fear, being cautious in the ancient magic and potions classes, and dared not look the two professors in the eye. He didn't even participate in the excitement of Neville Longbottom burning the crucible - this was very rare, and he didn't know when Longbottom's grades got better and better.

Care of Magical Creatures was also tough. He had to endure the mocking looks of the stupid Gryffindor students, especially Weasley, who laughed whenever he saw him and always pretended to slap his trouser legs. He secretly wanted to cast a curse on him. If only Weasley could vomit slugs again, it would be fine. Unfortunately, he didn't find the spell in the library. As usual,

the big guy Hagrid asked them to look after the blasting-end skrewts in class, and the students were very reluctant. It was a slimy gray worm, a bit like a large lobster without a shell, with many legs growing in a mess. Hundreds of them were crowded in a box, squeezing and rubbing, crawling around, and oozing mucus like snot.

Although he didn't like Gryffindor, he still felt happy when the girl named "Lavender Brown" screamed "Disgusting!" while feeding these six-inch worms lettuce. However, Crabbe, the brainless one, overturned the incubator, and the blast-tailed skrewts fled in all directions with sparks from their tails. The smell of rotten fish and shrimp filled the open space, making them vomit and unable to straighten their backs...

Thursday was a special day, and he met Moody again.

Moody was still so crazy, openly demonstrating the Unforgivable Curse in class. When talking about the Kedavra Curse, Moody grinned and said, "Avada Kedavra requires a very strong magical power as a foundation - you can all take out your wands, point them at me, and recite this spell. I suspect that I will only have a nosebleed at most."

He admitted that he was tempted for a moment, just like the dark thoughts mentioned by Professor Hep, and he also dejectedly found that he could not muster up the courage to point his wand at that ugly nose.

On Friday, he met Professor Hep again and unexpectedly found that the classroom of the Ancient Magical Texts class had changed a lot. The soft light illuminated the room very brightly. He raised his head and looked at the magic lamps composed of animals symbolizing the four colleges with other students.

"Professor Heppe, will other classrooms at Hogwarts also switch to magic lamps?" A girl raised her hand to ask.

"Your question has nothing to do with the class, Miss Parvati. However, I can reveal that the people from the 'Future World' will come to the school in two days to discuss this part of the matter."

Felix smiled and said, "I personally think that magic lamps are much better than kerosene lamps or magic flames. At least you don't have to worry about hurting your eyes when reading in the classroom and library."

Under the podium, Harry and Ron whispered-

"Isn't the 'Future World' owned by Professor Heppe?" Ron asked puzzled.

"Maybe he is still teaching at the school, so it's not convenient," Harry said, with some expectation in his heart, "Maybe we can meet Professor Lupin." "

And Penelope." Ron said without hesitation, revealing a piece of information. "Before school started, Percy brought her home, and her mother talked about getting married, which scared her away."

Felix cleared his throat and glanced around, and the little wizards below quieted down.

He clapped his hands. "Okay, students, today we will translate a manuscript. You have encountered excerpts from it in the third year..."

Felix arranged for the students to study on their own for the remaining twenty minutes. Hermione only took ten minutes to complete the homework on the 'Answer Parchment', while Harry and Ron were still biting their quills and thinking hard.

"How did you do it?" Ron asked her.

"It's all memorized content, and it doesn't require any brainpower. It's much easier than making up some bad things to fool Trelawney." Hermione said, looking at the professor sitting behind the podium. He was holding a half-real book and throwing a few magic symbols into it from time to time.

"The Book of Runes..." she murmured.

"What?" Harry asked. With only a few minutes left before the end of the class, he finished the last part and looked up from the parchment, just in time to hear Hermione's whisper.

"The Book of Runes," Hermione repeated, "I really hope I can do it." Felix turned another page on the podium. She blinked and seemed to see a flash of black lightning.

Ron muttered to Harry in a low voice: "As long as we don't talk about the topic of 'vomiting', I can accept anything."

Harry wanted to laugh. Hermione had been reading about house elves in the library these days. She was indignant about the unfair treatment they had received for centuries and had established a non-profit organization - the House Elves Rights Promotion Association, whose acronym is the same as the word 'vomiting'.

Hermione said excitedly: "You shouldn't say that. You are the financial director of the organization-"

"Yeah," Ron said, "Harry is still the secretary. Should we write down everything you say now? But we are busy. We have to attend the warrior training on the weekend..." "

That's for the sixth and seventh grades." Hermione raised her eyebrows and stared at him unkindly.

"But the notice board doesn't say that only sixth and seventh grade students can go. Can't we take a look?" Ron muttered, seeking support from Harry, who nodded vigorously beside him.

Hermione wanted to say something else, at this time, the bell rang, and Ron and Harry immediately ran out, stood at the door, and looked from a distance. It took Hermione a long time to come out, and when they met again, she looked very proud.

"I've asked Professor Happ! To get into the kitchen, you just need to find a pear with a fruit bowl picture on it and tickle it." Hermione said happily, "It seems that the professor supports me."

"He agreed!?" Ron asked incredulously, "He agreed to wear the 'vomit' badge? What position did you give him?"

"Oh, no." Hermione's face fell, "The professor said he would think carefully, but--"

"The professor did suggest that I go to the kitchen to take a look, talk to the house-elves, and write a 'Report on the Actual Situation of House-elves in the Hogwarts Kitchens'."

Ron whispered his thoughts: "I guess Professor Happ just couldn't refuse, so he found her something to do."

Harry thought about Professor Happ's reaction when she was asked to join a strange organization, and he agreed with Ron's guess in his heart. Maybe this was the truth.

He was secretly angry with himself. Why didn't he think of this method?

If he had known it earlier, there would be no need to hold any meetings to discuss the founding declaration and rules and regulations of this organization.

...

On Saturday morning, the sky was a little gloomy. Students showed up in groups of three or four in classroom 7. There were many more people than expected. Many first and second grade students were holding candies and snacks, looking at the fun.

Harry was deeply impressed by this place. When the Magic Club was selecting members, he and Ron followed Hermione and were busy receiving students who came to register and asked them to fill out some forms and notes.

He also defeated Malfoy here and won the third grade duel championship. The reward was to learn Apparition three years in advance.

However, after a summer vacation, the magic here was a little abandoned. From a distance, you can see the white wall, which is the boundary of the room, and half of the ceiling is exposed in the blue and clear sky.