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

” Bam bam bam!”

Professor McGonagall pushed the door open and saw Harry and Ron, who were tightly wrapped up.

She welcomed the two in, and Harry and Ron sat down in the chairs next to the fireplace.

“Potter, Weasley, what can I do for you?” Professor McGonagall asked.

Ron pulled a miserable wand out of his robes; it’s broken in half down the middle, connected only by a unicorn tail hair between them.

Ron said, “Professor McGonagall, I would like to ask you for permission to buy a new wand.”

“Oh?” Professor McGonagall lowered her head and looked at the broken ash wood wand, and her hair meticulously combed, “Weasley, you should have got a new wand a long time ago, when I said how you repeatedly had accidents in class.”

Ron lowered his head and didn’t say anything.

Harry chimed in and said, “Professor, we need to use your fireplace for a trip to Diagon Alley, please.”

Professor McGonagall looked back at them, “That’s certainly not a problem.” She waved her wand, and out of the tip jumped a silver cat with the same pattern around its eyes as Professor McGonagall.

“Weasley, come to my office.” She said.

The silver cat leaped out of the window and quickly disappeared from Harry and Ron’s sight.

Harry is still staring at the window when Ron stammered, “Professor McGonagall, we can go … ourselves,” in response, Professor McGonagall looked with a stern gaze.

“Don’t be stupid, I won’t let two young second-year wizards go to Diagon Alley alone.” The professor of Transfiguration class said so.

Ron grimaced bitterly, even though Professor McGonagall hadn’t mentioned the name, he knew with his not very bright brain that it couldn’t be twins she is looking for.

Harry couldn’t help but gave Ron a sympathetic look, the brothers were now in a frosty relationship.

“Professor, what was that magic just now?” He said changing the subject.

“The Patronus charm, Potter, you will have access to this spell when you are in your senior year.”

After waiting quietly for a while, Percy Weasley’s figure appeared in the office.

He is visibly taken aback at the sight of his brother, “Professor McGonagall, did Ron do something wrong?”

“No, Percy.” Professor McGonagall said, “Ron is going to Diagon Alley to buy a new wand and I need a senior to tag along, and there’s no one better than you.”

The look on Percy’s face grew even more surprised as he looked at Ron and couldn’t help but ask him, “Where did you get the money?”

“None of your business!” Ron said angrily.

“I’m your brother! I’m warning you, if you dare to do anything-”

“Percy!” Harry interjected, “It’s from Professor Hap.” He turned his head to Professor McGonagall and said to her vaguely, “For that feat of bravery the other night.”

Professor McGonagall gave a dawning look of realization, but Percy Weasley became even more baffled.

“Ron Weasley, I’m proud of you. You too, Potter.” She said with rare emotion.

Percy went to ask something else, but Professor McGonagall said, “Go on, come back early.”

So the three stood in the fireplace, and in a flurry of greenish flames, their figures disappeared.

After half an hour, the three returned. Ron carefully held a fourteen-inch wand in his hand, with a happy expression on his face.

Percy’s arm rested on his shoulder, and it looked like the two had improved their relationship.

As they walked out of the office, Ron chattered on about his new wand, “Willow wood wand base, unicorn tail hair wand core, it’s the perfect combination! Harry, look at the shape of its curves …”

Back in the common room, Harry got pulled aside by Percy, who whispered, “Harry, can you tell me exactly what you guys did?”

On the way, Ron couldn’t resist letting slip that he, Harry, and Hermione had jointly received the school’s special contribution award, but when Percy pressed, the two kept their mouths tightly shut.

Harry said vaguely, “You’ll find out when the new term starts, it will blow your mind.”

On the other hand, Ron couldn’t resist showing off his new wand to the twins, so he got dragged by them to play a dueling game.

Fred said with a smile, “Ron, you need to get familiar with the new wand as soon as possible.”

“Yes, that’s right. We’d like to be at your service.” George patted him on the shoulder.

Hearing the twins’ offer, Harry instantly had his heart set on a few simple spells he’d seen in the Dueling Codex that Professor Hap had given him for Christmas.

He eagerly wanted to try out the effect.

“Let’s go, Ron.” He said.

But Percy wasn’t interested, so Harry, Ron, and the twins walked out of the castle and into a clearing by the Black Lake.

The four of them took turns being partners and casting spells on each other.

After getting a new wand, Ron’s spell casting did become much more fluid, but he is still at the bottom of the pack in this game.

He got knocked down three times in a row.

Harry, on the other hand, first defeated Ron and then narrowly defeated George, but he tripped over his feet and got held in place by a Full Body-Bind Curse when he was fighting Fred.

Ron grinned broadly: “So that’s what it felt like when Hermione cast her spell on Neville in the first year?” He kept poking Harry with his finger.

When the spell got undone, Harry immediately fought back – he grabbed a big ball of snow from the ground and smashed it on Ron.

The dueling game then changed to a snowball fight in the middle of the day by force of nature, and they rolled around in the snow happily.

After completing a successful sneak attack with his quick dexterity, Harry encountered a siege of the twins, and he ran in a panic for some distance until he saw the figure of Professor Hap.

It is a rather bizarre image.

Outside the cold castle, Professor Hap lay in a rocking chair, relaxing and reading a book.

The rocking chair made a “creaking” sound, swaying back and forth.

His head is like a ribbon-like free spreading blue flame.

“Hello, Professor Hap.” Harry greeted.

Felix closed his book and sat up from the rocking chair, with a pleasant expression on his face, “Hello, Potter.”

At this point, Harry noticed that the book Professor Hap had been reading turned out to be “A Selection of World Jokes”, which did not look like a book from the wizarding world.

“Harry–”

“Don’t run!”

Ron and the twins caught up with him, and they saw Professor Hap as well.

“You guys are having a snowball fight?” Felix asked.

“We’re practicing dueling, and it’s half-time now.” Fred said, “Professor, can you guide us? You were so good in the dueling club!”

“Ah, not today. I’ve decided not to think about anything related to magic today.” Felix winked, “But don’t worry guys, I’ll resume dueling classes when school starts.”

“By the way,” Felix looked around the room, “how come I don’t see Granger? Isn’t she with you all?”

“Uh, Professor,” Harry stammered, “Hermione, she’s, she’s sick.”