"Professor." "Hello, Professor Happ."

Harry, Cedric, Ron and Hermione greeted him.

"Come here and sit." Felix nodded at them. He waved his wand and emerged from the grass. The four of them sat down with their seats.

Small tea cups jumped into their hands, and the long-necked and thin-mouthed teapot that followed behind bent over gracefully, pouring out the amber liquid.

Harry drank tea. He rarely drank tea, but he thought it tasted good. The long-necked teapot came over to fill it up. He scratched the teapot's big belly with his fingers curiously, but it suddenly trembled, as if it was scratched to the itchy place, shaking "clang clang", and the tea spilled the low table.

"Sorry, professor? It suddenly became..." Harry said inexplicably.

"Oh, it's not your problem." Felix waved his wand to calm the teapots again. "I want to make them move and become more autonomous lately...but sometimes they look too lively."

Hermione asked in surprise: “Did you give them wisdom?”

"It's not that exaggerated. It should be said to be a rigid response. From the feedback mechanism alone, they are actually more advanced." Felix pointed to the small platform in front of him.

The four people's eyes fell on the magic puppet-

The drama continues, and these "actors" seem to have their own wisdom. Some are full of emotions and read the lines very smoothly, while others are a little perfunctory, stopping from time to time, as if they have forgotten the words, and it takes a few seconds to continue.

The guy next to him who has no tasks will look around and look very unemployed. For example, a magic puppet with a weird old man looks like, holding a wine pot and stuffing it into his mouth from time to time.

Harry stared at the eyes for a long time and finally confirmed that the small wine pot was a completely decoration. He said strangely: "Professor, are they still lazy?" He searched his memories and looked for similar examples: "It's like a portrait in school, with their own interests?"

Felix explained, "Their wisdom is similar to portraits, but in essence, they do not have feelings and all their actions are designed. Of course, I have no intention of giving them the same wisdom as humans and being able to understand simple commands."

The four people listened vaguely, and Ron said enviously: "It sounds a bit like a house elf who can help you with housework or something. I once looked forward to having one and let him do my homework for me."

Hermione said: "Ron, they won't do these boring things."

"No, Hermione, you don't know, they do everything, they are all-rounders." Ron retorted, "If you don't believe me, ask Harry, should Dobby tell him?"

Harry shook his head, "Dobby didn't mention his life at the Malfoy, but it should be bad," he looked at Felix, "Professor, is Dobby okay now?"

The day before school started, Dobby resigned from the Boiler Bar and is currently dealing with some book publishing issues for Professor Hayp.

Felix nodded and smiled, "He did a good job, I'm considering giving him a salary..." He waved his wand and ended the drama. "Okay, let's get back to the topic, are you all going to join the Magic Wen Club?"

"Yes, professor." Harry took out a stack of parchment paper. "This is my paper." Ron also took out a few slightly wrinkled parchment paper from his schoolbag, and he tried to smooth out the rolled corners of the paper.

Felix points on it, and it immediately becomes neat.

Ron asked with interest, "Professor Hayp, what kind of magic is this?"

Felix said in a light tone: "A simple little trick is not even magic."

He turned his head to look at Cedric, "Digory, judging from your performance in class, you are fully qualified..."

Cedric refused: "I have practiced for a lot of time in private and want you to see the results."

Felix agreed, and he took out the semi-finished magic puppet from the ring, with only shallow traces of magic text on it, "You have about two hours, I think it should be enough."

Cedric took it with great energy and began to work hard.

Felix waved his wand to calm him down and avoid disturbance. Cedric was startled first, then he understood and smiled at Felix to express his gratitude.

The students who participated in the assessment came one after another, and they looked at the space curiously. Several seventh-grade students pointed and showed nostalgic expressions.

A senior girl said with emotion: "We took the magic text practice class here last year. I dug up three hidden boxes and gathered a precious magic text manuscript."

Harry and the other two began to busy record the information of the people participating in the assessment, and they saw many familiar figures.

Harry saw a few of his teammates, "Angelina, Alia, Katie, you're all here!" He also saw the twins walking over from afar and joked, "Is it a team party today?"

"Oh no, Katie and I come and try it. Alia is very hopeful." Angelina said. "As for Wood, he didn't come, I guess he was hiding where he was studying new tactics. In the last year, he would definitely hope to get another Quidditch Cup."

While talking, the twins walked over with their shoulders, looking like they were playing some game. When they got closer, Harry found that their legs were tightly glued together.

"We're testing the limits of pasting the spell." Fred squeezed his eyes and said. "Isn't it cool?"

The three girls smirked, and Angelina waved her hand, "Oh, don't make me laugh."

The twins performed exaggeratedly, but failed to control the distance and rolled to the ground together.

Ron rarely sees twins defeated. He takes the initiative to come over, squats in front of them with a smile, holding a piece of parchment, "Lucky, the assessment content you chose is-"

The twins were lying on the ground, and Fred said happily: "Silly kid, we are here to watch the fun, and we have already received an internal invitation."

Ron looked at them in surprise: "Are you saying true?"

"Of course, I think Hermione got the quota as well."

"But she wrote the paper like us!" Ron said.

Hearing Ron's words, Fred looked at George and pretended to say, "Should we reflect on ourselves? This will make us look lazy."

George sighed, "Fortunately, we are prepared."

The two stood up from the ground, walked to Felix, and took out a heart-shaped square the size of a palm from their pocket. "Professor, do you still remember the couple's mirror from last semester? This is the final product."

Felix played with the magical creation in his hand. It looked more refined, one side was painted black and the other side was painted pink. His fingers were pointed on it, and the heart-shaped squares were automatically divided into two halves.

"You designed them into a pair of clever ideas..."

Its interior is a shape similar to a small makeup mirror, but it is not a lens in the middle, but a carefully polished circular plane with a layer of silver powder on it.

On the outside of the circular plane, some patterns were carved. Felix stroked these uneven patterns and felt familiar traces.

"Is this the magical script circuit I taught you last year?"

"Yes, we have referred to the suggestions you gave. Using the magic circle to store synchronous magic, the effect is very good - information transmission is more accurate and communication distance is longer." Fred said.

"We also added magic to prevent cracking," George said.

Percy didn't know when he appeared, and he stood aside from Penelo Crivat of Ravenclaw College,

Penelo told Percy: "They seem to have developed something amazing, that couple mirror."

"You know?" Percy said unexpectedly.

Penelo said calmly: "They slipped to the communal lounge in Ravenclaw two days ago to promote their new products and also wrote down several names that they were interested in purchasing."

"You didn't drive them away?"

"Why? Ravenclaw welcomes anyone, as long as they can answer the questions at the door. And," she laughed, "I left my name on the list, too."
Chapter completed!