The morning before school started, Felix sat leisurely in the elegant seat of the broken cauldron bar, eating breakfast, and browsing through the newspapers of the day.

"Tsk, Sirius Black, why are you on the front page for so many days?"

Felix stared at the man in the photo, his face was sunken and his long black hair was tangled together. He had waxy skin and looked a bit like a vampire.

The newspapers did not hesitate to recount his crimes over and over again, including supporting the mysterious man, and after being forced to go to the fore, they blew up half of the street and killed thirteen people, and are currently on the run.

On the bold red font, words such as "extremely dangerous" and "the most infamous prisoner" have appeared many times.

"Is it difficult to escape from Azkaban?" Felix took a sip of coffee and spent two seconds to simulate the scene.

The first step is to take out the spare wand, and then, well...

‘The premise assumption is not valid, why should I be locked in?’

‘But at least explain why Fudge is so nervous Harry.’

At this moment, Harry yawned down the stairs. Dobby followed him carefully, looking at Harry with a worried look, as if he was worried that he would roll down the stairs after taking a step.

"Harry, Dobby, here." Felix tilted his head at them, "As early, professor." Harry sat in the open seat opposite, and to his surprise, Dobby also sat down against the chair.

"Doby, don't you need to greet guests?" Harry asked.

"Mr. Porter, Dobby resigned from the Break Cauldron Bar, this was the last day Dobby stayed here, and the boss approved me to do nothing."

"Oh, uh..." Harry was obviously not awake yet, and his mind didn't turn around for a while. He said for a long time: "But, where are you going?"

"Mr. Hepp provides Dobby with a job, Dobby is willing to help his friends! Dobby, Dobby is honored." The elf stares at Felix with big eyes.

Harry also turned his head and Felix said briefly: "I hired Dobby to take care of some book publishing issues as my spokesperson."

"Doby, congratulations." Harry said sincerely.

After breakfast, Felix said to him: "Harry, I won't arrange training tasks on the last day. In the past two days, you have reviewed the armored mantra, coma, and locked mantra, and also learned the imprisonment mantra. It is more useful to you at present and can give you the first advantage."

Harry listened silently, knowing that the special training was coming to an end.

The spell of the imprisonment spell is "Quick imprisonment", and the effect is to shoot a thick rope from the tip of the wand to tie the target. The advantage of this magic is that the casting distance is very long, allowing him to attack through a corridor.

He only learned it last night, and it was barely able to cast it, but the attack distance reached twelve or three meters, which had exceeded most of the spells he mastered.

‘Thanks to Ron for learning this magic.’ Harry thought that after many failures, he remembered Ron’s method of learning the disarming spell, so Harry asked Professor Happ to use the imprisonment spell on him, hoping to ‘feel’ its mystery up close.

Professor Hayp was also very interested in this, "I wanted to try it for a long time, but I haven't gotten a chance." As a result, he was tied up again and again by thick ropes comparable to the devil's net, tied into an airtight cocoon. He felt like a large Flober caterpillar.

While struggling desperately, he finally mastered the magic, and the price was that his whole body was blue and purple, as if he was hung up by a willow and sucked for half an hour.

When it comes to beating Willow, he can't help but think of Mr. Weasley's car. When school started last year, Dobby closed the platform. In order to return to school on time, he and Ron drove the magic car that Mr. Weasley privately modified to leapt through most of the UK. As a result, when passing through the Forbidden Forest, the car was overwhelmed and fell head-on on the Beat Willow.

Mr. Weasley was under scrutiny for a long time.

Now that the 'culprit' not only had breakfast with him, he also became his friend, which forced Harry to sigh at the wonders of the world.

There was a hustle and bustle outside the bar, and a large group of people suddenly rushed into the bar. Most of them were red-haired, carrying suitcases and cages of all sizes.

"Dad, is Harry here?" asked a little girl with fiery red hair, pulling her father's arm.

"This is my seventh time replying to you, yes, Ginny," said her father.

Harry had already shown a surprise expression - it was the Weasley family, and there was a couple dressed in muggles standing next to them. Harry was not unfamiliar with her parents.

But nothing can attract Harry's attention than his two friends. He can't wait to share his experience-

"Here! Ron, Hermione!" Harry waved his hand vigorously, jumped out of his seat, and ran to them.

Ron was dressed in strange clothes and full of exotic style. Hermione's skin turned brown and they had bright smiles on their faces.

Ron hammered Harry's chest and grinned, "Hey, Harry, you really swelled your aunt?"

"I didn't mean to do this." Harry said, noting that Hermione's parents looked at him with a strange look, and he subconsciously explained: "I'm out of control, you know, magic riot..."

But things seemed to get worse and worse. He turned his head to look at Professor Happ who was walking over and asked him for help with his eyes.

Ron also realized that he had said the wrong thing, and Ginny kicked him through Percy.

Felix nodded at them, and he looked at Harry: "The magic riot is a product of extreme emotions. You can still maintain a little calmness in your out of control. I'm surprised to say that."

He turned to face Hermione's parents: "Hello, I am Felix Hepp, the ancient demonic professor of Hogwarts, and I still know the world of ordinary people."

Mrs. Granger looked at him with a smile. She heard her daughter mention the professor. Mr. Granger looked at him with a look of surprise, "I have seen you, earlier. A strange guest, ha? I didn't expect you to be a professor in the school... I'm so young."

Felix said this topic: "Yes, this is the magic world."

Hermione greeted in a low voice: "Hello, Professor Happ."

Felix nodded at her, "Hello, Miss Granger." He turned to look at Arthur Weasley, "Mr. Weasley, we should have passed the letter before."

Arthur Weasley patted his forehead, "Yes, I asked you some questions about Muggle technology...ah, Molly, don't do this, just a simple research."

Mrs. Weasley glared at her husband and said enthusiastically to Felix: "Professor Hepp, thank you for the Christmas gift you gave to Ron. To be honest, it's a bit expensive... But Ronnie Jr. likes his new wand very much."

"Mom!" Ron said a little angrily, she always called his nickname regardless of the occasion.

But Mrs. Weasley ignored him: "Ron is a little admiring you. He has also chosen your class this year, and of course-" She looked at Harry and Hermione, and they nodded simultaneously, "There are also these two little guys, both naughty kids, and it's not worry-free."

She muttered, "We got the news from Dumbledore very early. Arthur and I were both stupid, trembling and I were always thinking about it, but we didn't dare to write yelling letters, for fear of affecting Ginny, after all, it was a black magic..." She said vaguely, "It's also about the secret room, and her brothers set a bad example for her."

"Mom, this can also involve us!"

"Yes, we haven't caused any trouble this summer."

The twins beside her screamed desperately, and Mrs. Weasley pursed her lips and looked at them with a stern expression. "You still said, don't think I don't know what you are studying..."

Percy stood up, erecting his chest with a shiny silver badge hanging on it—the sign of the president of the boys’ student union, “Mom, Ginny has me as an example.”

The twins looked sour and lowered their heads and muttered.

‘The Student Union President is right?’

‘How about changing to a big-headed boy?’

The two of them quickly showed a smile that they understood.

Felix watched the interaction of the big family with interest, and when they stopped, he said, "Don't worry, Mrs. Weasley, I know them quite well..."

Old Tom, who was hunched over, came over, his mouth was covered in all his teeth, "Several guests, it seems you need a big table?"

He moved his fingers and the three tables in the bar were put together, and more than a dozen small round stools fell down next to the table.

"And then, do you need something to eat?"

"Don't think about me, Tom," said Felix, "I'll leave now."

He nodded slightly to everyone, "Please forgive me." He turned around and greeted Dobby, "Let's go, I need to buy you a new outfit."
Chapter completed!