On Monday morning, when the little wizards passed by the notice board, they suddenly found that the content on it had been updated.

A little wizard read out the content nailed on the parchment -

"It is planned to hold the second duel course of this semester at 8 o'clock this Thursday night. Little wizards of all grades are welcome to participate."

The signature was an elegant name, Felix Hepp.

"Why is it Professor Hepp? Isn't it Lockhart?"

"Maybe Professor Hepp snatched the duel club from him?"

"That's big news!"

"Don't talk nonsense, it might be a cooperation, just like Snape in the last class, he was invited by Lockhart."

The little wizards under the notice board talked about it.

The trio stood not far away. Harry looked very excited: "It's finally time to start."

Ron was also full of anticipation: "I hope to learn some powerful spells. To be honest, I've been sick this week..."

Harry looked at him with sympathy, "He also asked you to copy fan letters?"

"Yeah, it's endless." Ron showed a disgusted expression, "Especially a woman named Moria, she has the most letters and is the most favored by Lockhart. I can even recite some complete passages..."

"Don't!" Harry stopped him quickly.

Ron muttered: "I've heard a lot of secrets from him these days, Hermione, I know him better than you now."

"But it shouldn't be, why does he do this?" Hermione asked puzzled.

"I think it might be self-destruction? He now writes an apology letter to Fudge every night." Ron guessed that Cornelius Fudge had never responded to him these days.

...

When Harry and the other two came to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Lockhart stood at the door, his expression seemed to be thoughtful. As they passed by, he grabbed Ron and said, "Tell me, has my personality changed a lot recently?"

A trace of horror flashed in Ron's eyes, and he stammered, "No, I didn't notice it, Professor."

"Um... why do I feel something is wrong?" Lockhart let go of his hand in confusion, and the trio slipped into the classroom from beside him.

In the seat -

Harry said, "He also found something wrong, there must be something wrong."

"Maybe he was hit by the Confusion Charm? Many spells have similar functions." Hermione analyzed seriously. "

It's possible. Every time I face him alone, I want to curse him." Ron looked resentful.

"By the way, do you have any clues about the three parchments?" Harry suddenly remembered something and asked Ron.

"No, it's just an ordinary interview."

"What is it?" Hermione asked with interest.

Ron roughly explained their origins. She wanted to ask more, but the class started soon.

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Lockhart was still performing his teaching. "I need to select a volunteer. Today's plot is the most critical and exciting part."

The young wizards bowed their heads.

"Ron Weasley, it's you!" Lockhart asked Ron to come on stage. Thanks to last week's confinement, he finally did not pronounce his name wrong this time.

"Yes, that's it, Ron. You are an innocent villager who is troubled by werewolves. You are begging for my help. Yes! Make your expression more bitter, very good..."

Ron made a bitter face and acted as a prop in Lockhart's story.

"Next is my inner monologue. This part is very important. You all listen carefully."

Lockhart shook his head and put on an attitude of worrying about the country and the people. He said in a long voice: "Poor people! They are always facing the threat of werewolves. The cause is that they killed a wolf cub that attacked livestock. What did they do wrong! It's really sad and lamentable... My conscience can't let me turn a blind eye!"

The performance continued. Lockhart straightened his chest, as if facing the praise of the villagers. But Ron's face turned pale all of a sudden.

Until he returned to his seat, his face was full of distraught.

"What's wrong with you?" Harry pushed him with his arm. Was he too shocked? It's not like he had never done that before. He even played the role of a vampire for three weeks in a row.

"Let's talk about it later, let's talk about it later." Ron curled himself up and avoided Lockhart's sight.

On the other side, Felix was teaching the fourth-grade wizards.

"Today we will learn the last set of practical runes. By then, your magic puppets will be able to play their full role."

The twins in the audience raised their hands: "Professor Hepp, is there any advanced knowledge?"

Felix smiled, "What do you want to learn?"

"For example - open other practical runes." Fred said.

Felix blinked and looked at the twins. They seemed to be good candidates for ancient runes.

It can be seen from the Christmas gifts the twins gave him. Of course, they did not use runes, but alchemical thinking.

"If some of you have spare time, I am certainly willing to teach more things." Felix made a promise.

After class, Felix called the twins.

"I want to know if you have a clear plan for your future?" Felix asked.

"We want to open a Weasleys Wizard Wheezes Workshop!" the two said in unison.

"Um... something like Zonko's Joke Shop?" Felix asked.

"Almost... but Zonko's ideas are still stuck in the last century. We want to make something more novel and interesting." Fred said.

"Yes! We have a lot of good ideas, but due to our limited capabilities, most of the designs cannot be made." George's expression was quite regretful.

"Great ideas. But I guess you don't have professional guidance?" Felix asked.

"Well, when we were young, we found some books at home about how to make gadgets and jokes, and we also looked up a lot of information in the library, which helped us a lot, Professor Hepp." Fred said with a sly expression.

Library? Or the restricted book area? Felix didn't say anything. The twins were quite famous in the professor circle.

He simply extended an invitation: "Next year, I will start my own Ancient Magic Club. Are you interested in it?"

The twins looked at each other in surprise, "Of course, professor!"

George suggested, "Professor, can't your Ancient Magic Club be started earlier?"

Felix shook his head regretfully, "There are less than half a year left in this school year, and I'm distracted by various things, so I have to postpone it to next year."

"However, you can come to me if you have any questions," said Felix.