Three brooms.

Madam Rosmerta brought two glasses of mead, "The best oak-ripened mead, low in alcohol, you will like it."

"Thank you, ma'am."

She smiled and nodded, then turned to greet other guests.

Belby looked at the environment in the tavern. In addition to the little wizards in groups of three or four, there were also seven or eight adult wizards talking in low voices.

"I feel that the business here is much better than that of the Hog's Head Bar." He said.

"The Hog's Head Bar specializes in strong liquor, and the little wizard doesn't go there very often," said Felix, "and the owner's appeal is very different from the interior environment."

Belby glanced at the graceful Mrs. Rosmerta, then thought about the wrinkles on the face of the owner of the Hog's Head Bar and the dirty glasses, especially the dirty and decadent atmosphere in the bar...

"Okay, you're right. If it were me, I wouldn't go there without any necessary reason."

Felix lowered his head and took a sip of mead. It tasted excellent, with the sweetness of honey and the fragrance of oak wood lingering between his lips and teeth. He could hardly taste the alcohol, but as the wine slid down his throat, he could clearly feel a lingering wave of heat surging into his heart, making his whole body warm.

"How does it feel to be back in school, Damocles? It's been almost a month, right?"

"Very relaxing. I feel younger again." Belby said with a smile, "But sometimes, I really want to knock open some students' little heads to see if they are filled with Babo tuber pus?"

Felix looked at him speechlessly. As expected of you, the potion master, you can make such a fresh and refined metaphor.

Babo tuber is an extremely ugly plant, and its pus is no less ugly. It is a viscous yellow-green liquid with a pungent smell of petroleum.

But you can't blame him for being mean. The challenges Belby encountered from poor students surpassed Felix in all aspects - because the Defense Against the Dark Arts class is a compulsory course, and every little wizard must take it before the sixth grade.

As we all know, the teaching quality of this course has always been worrying.

Felix said, "There are always some good students, right?"

"That's true," Belby reflected on himself, "I taught a little too fast, you know, to make up for the previous shortcomings. Take the second grade for example, they haven't even seen a few low-risk magical creatures, let alone how to deal with minor curses." "

Is the potion you brewed for this?"

"Yes, I collected the list of minor curses they mastered and made a special topic to teach them how to deal with these spells."

"That sounds good, Damocles, you have a talent for teaching."

"No, Felix, your 'Answer Parchment' helped me a lot."

Felix looked at him puzzled.

Belby explained, "I converted the information I found into test questions and put them on the answer parchment, urging them to complete it after class, as part of the homework."

Is this... online homework?

The full-subject version of the answer parchment has been launched for some time, and each professor has received a dragon skin scroll, which can modify and add questions for the corresponding subject-Felix opened this part of the authority.

But most professors obviously pay more attention to fifth-year and seventh-year students. They put all the questions of OWLs and NEWTs in recent years on the course. As for other grades, they may only give the key points and corresponding reference chapters.

It seems that no one has realized the use of parchment yet...

Felix looked at him, and Belby said a little embarrassedly: "Although I only plan to substitute for half a year, I also hope to make achievements. To be honest, I don't want the young wizards to tell the new professor how bad I am in the next school year."

"Don't worry, there should be no better Defense Against the Dark Arts professor than you in the past ten years." Felix said with experience. He met most of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professors in the past ten years when he was in school. As far as he knows, the reputation of the remaining few is also quite average. Not

to mention the past two years, one is a dark wizard and the other is a liar.

At the end of this gathering, Belby talked about his latest teaching plan, "In addition to the topic of small evil curses, I also want to do a topic on the creatures of the Forbidden Forest. There are also many dangerous magical creatures in it."

He also formally invited Felix to explore the Forbidden Forest together.

Seeing his hesitant tone, Felix understood that he was afraid of being affected by the curse and wanted to find a partner so that they could take care of each other when they encountered danger and would not be isolated and helpless due to accidents.

For example, encountering a Tebo Warthog?

Felix thought for a moment and agreed. He also planned to explore the Forbidden Forest in full and pick up some magical materials by the way.

Every time he saw the snake tooth carving knife, he always felt that it was mocking him.

Felix wanted to change the unicorn dagger that Hagrid gave him into a rune carving knife.

After returning to school, the two separated.

On the way back to the office, Felix saw several young wizards. There was obvious awe and gratitude in their expressions, which made Felix a little confused.

Has the matter of Peeves spread? Could it be another outrageous rumor?

Until the third wave of young wizards he met, they all had similar looks. Felix couldn't suppress his curiosity and called one of them: "Fin-Fletchley, what happened in the castle recently?"

Justin Fin-Fletchley looked at him with admiration, "Professor Happ, it's about Peeves."

Felix thought to himself, it's true, isn't it a rumor that I killed Peeves?

He said gently: "Tell me more about it."

Justin said excitedly: "Several Slytherin students said that you couldn't stand Peeves' pranks, and taught him a lesson with magic."

There is no problem up to this point, Felix thought.

"Please continue."

"...Everyone found that Peeves became strange. He seemed to imitate the words of different students and was stupid."

There is no problem up to this point.

"Then what?" He wanted to know at which step the information transmission went wrong.

"Then, Ron's twin brothers found out that Peeves was different. They conjured up a big fan and fanned Peeves around the castle."

Felix: "...very creative idea, did they cause any trouble?"

"Does it count if we attract a large number of ghosts?"

"Ghosts?"

"Yes, they were clapping and cheering, especially a short, fat ghost with big glasses, she was so happy." Justin Finch-Fletchley said.

Is it Moaning Myrtle? Felix guessed.

"Where are they now?" He was going to go over and take a look.

"Oh, they were originally in the courtyard - they were going to hold an impromptu party, and then they were taken away by Professor McGonagall."

"She looked very unhappy." Justin added.