Harry Potter: A Certain Ancient Rune Professor of Hogwarts (TL)

The third year’s Ancient Runes class is on track. After studying two somewhat boring rune manuscripts, they finally had their first lesson that seemed interesting enough.

Felix stood at the podium, “Put away your textbooks, we’ll be doing a new attempt today.”

The young wizards perked up at that, “I’ve been looking forward to this day for a long time!” Dean Thomas said, “I’ve heard Professor Hap’s class is always full of ideas with fresh possibilities!”

Felix, already used to the chatter of the young wizards, retrieved a small palm-sized wooden box from his jacket pocket, lifted it towards the students, and then placed it on the lecture table, “I took some time to make it, and it is originally intended to exercise my mastery of practical ancient runes. But then I thought, why not utilize it more?”

He pulled out his wand and tapped the tip on the cap of the small wooden box, and a golden-red circle of runic patterns emerged from the box’s surface, awakening from its slumber.

Felix fiddled with it casually, and the runic pattern separated layer by layer –

“Snap!”

The box snapped open.

“What’s inside?”

“I want to know, too.”

There is a buzz below the stage.

Felix looked at the students off-stage with emotion, as a professor, he could easily distinguish the difference between the two houses, Gryffindor students were more outwardly emotional, a large part of them were stretching their necks to look hard, they were eager to know what is in the box, and the distinct, Slytherin students were much more reserved, their eyes were also full of curiosity, but in addition to a few dumb guys, most of the students were able to restrain themselves.

It’s not about being superior or inferior, it just represents two different traits.

Soon, a rune jumped out from the box, Hermione recognized it at first glance, it’s a rune signifying the power of the wild bull, she couldn’t help but puff out her cheeks, these days, thanks to Lee Jordan’s big mouth, her reputation is getting more and more famous, breaking the arm of the chair and threatening students two things were taken out to talk about.

Many of the young wizards from the other houses came to see what she could do and chattered away.

Not many students like Hermione recognized the rune at once, like Draco, who just felt that the rune looked a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

The next moment, a second rune flew out of the box, followed by a third and a fourth …

Hundreds of runes of different colours flew out in a row before the box slammed shut. The young wizards looked at the runes floating around the podium with wide eyes, their hearts filled with shock.

They turned their attention to Professor Hap, who is contentedly surveying the cluster of runes in front of him, and then, with a sudden push, he reaches out and hundreds of clustered runes start to fly around, filling half of the classroom in just a few seconds.

The young wizards looked up at the flickering runes in midair, some of them resembling the candles floating in midair at the great hall banquets, but these runes were much nearer, and they could just reach out and grab one.

Seamus Finnigan could not help but touch a fiery red rune in front of him with his wand, and it spilled a small orange flame and floated away from him. Seamus got startled.

Felix cleared his throat and waved his wand in a circular arc, and the runes were stilled for a moment.

“Next, I will teach you a little trick to perceive magic, you need to select five magic runes that you think are the most intimate to you in this lesson and record their shapes on parchment.”

“A friendly reminder, this is related to your final exam grade on the practical section.”

The other students looked at him with eager eyes, “What are we waiting for?” Seamus shouted, and a low chuckle came from below.

Felix explained the so-called technique, “It’s really quite simple, reach out and touch the runes and sense the magic within it. The more you ‘see’, the more it matches you … you can start!”

Ron whispered to Harry, “Sounds like something Trelawney would say.”

Harry couldn’t help but glance at Hermione, who is quite aggressive towards Professor Trelawney, and more than once ridiculed the “Inner Eye”, “Sight” and other unreliable terms – these are the professional words used by the divination class professor to describe whether a young wizard has divination talents.

Similar terms such as “aura vision”, ” resonance with the future” and so on, unfortunately, Hermione is classified as having no divination talent.

Usually, when this name is mentioned, she always has a bunch of things to say, but this time, Hermione did not have any response, she quietly came up to Professor Hap and whispered something.

Harry’s attention got drawn, so he pulled Ron and went over.

“–what’s the point?” He could barely hear the second half of Hermione’s sentence.

“To prepare for the Magic Rune Club’s first event.” Felix explained. “And also to test a possibility – if wizards are born with spells that suit them better, like Potter’s disarming charm,” he nodded at Harry, “does a similar situation exist with ancient magic runes? ”

Hermione understood, “you think everyone has the most suitable ancient magic rune? All we have to do now is to find it out based on the feeling?”

Felix said: “I’m just guessing, but it’s worth a try.”

Harry couldn’t help but interject and ask: “Professor, have the results of the Magic Rune Club come out yet? Me and Ron …”

Felix gave him a look, “Your essay … barely passed and got placed in the second slot.”

“Second slot?” Harry heard this statement for the first time, he is going to ask Hermione about it later, she must know. Still, barely passed means Harry understood, and both he and Ron breathed a sigh of relief.

“By the way,” he heard Professor Hap addressing him, “how’s your dueling system thesis coming along?”

“Uh … still writing it,” Harry said awkwardly, he had taken a bunch of notes, but the thesis is only one-third finished. And he is now filled with first gear, second gear, and blah blah blah.

Back to their seats, Hermione really gave an explanation on the categories of grades, “The professor divided the results of the test into three grades, the lowest grade is directly eliminated, in the words of the professor, they just came to take their chances and did not prepare at all.”

“Then the second grade is pass, the first grade is excellent?” Ron guessed, which is quite consistent with common sense.

“No,” Hermione sighed, “the first grade is pass, as for the second grade, the right to attend the class is reserved, and the professor doesn’t care if you come or not, or can keep up with the club’s lectures.”

Ron opened his mouth wide and couldn’t help but raise his volume, “So, we’re the ones who make up the numbers?”

“Professor Hap thinks–” Hermione also raised her voice, “that only a few of you are likely to keep up with the classes, but most of you will just drop out and quit naturally.”

“There are only seven people in the first slot at the moment, which is too few, which is why the professor is going to pick a few more out of the second slot.”

Harry couldn’t help but feel apprehensive, he felt that the odds of him dropping out are high, except maybe a first class?

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