A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

The next morning, Felix rarely overslept and missed the day's owl postman. He chose a place at random to sit down, and between drinking porridge, he looked at the students in the auditorium thoughtfully. The number of people who subscribed to the newspaper seemed to increase.

After two seats, a Ravenclaw student quickly flipped through the headlines of different pages after getting the newspaper, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"All is well."

Companions are not surprised by her behavior.

"Why don't we talk about assessment spells?"

"What's there to say, the fourth and fifth grades only need to master the Disarming Charm, Stun Charm and Iron Armor Charm, I have already learned it." The Ravenclaw girl shook her hair and said, and then carefully looked at her companion with a bad face. Laugh: "Oh, I forgot, you're not interested in duels, you haven't participated before..."

Her companion rolled her eyes and sighed, "I really envy the students in grades one, two, and three. They only need to master the appearance of their followers. It's not difficult at all, isn't it?"

"Don't say that, my mother told me that many apparition accidents with people are caused by the little wizard being too nervous. If children are not trained, they will subconsciously mobilize magic to resist, resulting in teleportation errors..."

Felix listened to half of it, and then focused on his breakfast. He stared at the cereal, imagining that they were rune symbols, no, to be precise, patterns that could carry magic power stably.

The plan to dig a pit for Voldemort is progressing slowly.

He can already change into some magical animals, but this does not mean that everything is fine. In fact, he never thought of using the form of magical animals to fight Voldemort. It's too difficult, and even if they're really magical in some ways, looking at the philosophy that Newt preaches, there's no real magic animal that can beat an established wizard.

Only by transforming the magic-like talents of various magical animals into rune magic and using it with the body of a wizard can it be considered a deterrent. Unfortunately, although the two are inextricably linked in history, it does not mean that magical animals really have a clear rune or rune circuit in their bodies.

What Felix has to do is actually the same as the original batch of ancient wizards, 'creating' ancient magics with his own hands, so the workload is quite large.

The first step is to transform into magical animals, use the bodies of magical animals to experience their magic-like talents, feel the mysteries from the blood of magical animals, and understand how their own magic flows and works. He had to keep repeating the process to get a fuzzy pattern—what looked like a tangled mess of capillaries, or an intricate web of devils.

This is also what ancient wizards saw when dissecting magical animals.

After that, we kept trying and practicing to extract the rune symbols one by one.

The biggest problem Felix faces is that he can't always find the right rune to match the magical structure of the magical beast. In this case, he can only "create" the rune by himself, which will undoubtedly With thousands of failures.

But fortunately the idea is right, he has been improving. that's enough.

Despite the tediousness of the process, Felix never tires of it, especially since the ideas that emerge from it are fascinating. For example, the magical ability of magical animals comes from their own blood and unique body structure. What about wizards?

Felix suspects that 'soul' plays a very important role in this. One proof is that only wizards can transform into ghosts, not ordinary people and magical animals.

He was quite fascinated by these ideas, and even when Felix stood on the podium, all kinds of whimsical thoughts were still in his mind. To his level, the theory and practice of magic became more and more beyond imagination. The further step is to subvert the perception of magic in the eyes of ordinary wizards.

This is true whether it is an act of recreating the genius of Fantastic Beasts in ancient runes, or bringing memory magic to the real world based on the memory magic of Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw.

"Take out the runic knife, it's a practice class today. I'll set aside a few classes for you to get used to the new tool, and then you'll find that it's actually better than a wand in some ways, especially if you When I plan to do some delicate operations." Felix said calmly: "Today's task is to write the practical rune and rune circuit that I have learned in the past two years on the chestnut board."

The students moved, went to the podium in order to select chestnut boards, and then returned to their seats to start practicing.

"A bit too simplistic, isn't it?" said Ron happily. "We practiced at the Rune Club."

"It's really easy for us, but—" Hermione cut the palm-sized chestnut board into strips, each one the size of her index finger. She fluently wrote down a string of ancient runes, raised her head with satisfaction, and looked at other people in the classroom.

"boom!"

The chestnut board in Seamo's hand suddenly exploded, and a cloud of fire and black smoke spread.

Felix waved his hand, the smoke and flames disappeared at the same time, "Be careful, Finnigan, you need to focus more instead of staring at me." He raised his head from a three-dimensional pattern composed of runes and said, Glancing around, many students bowed their heads guiltily.

"When are we going to be like the professor?" Harry couldn't help asking, the rune in the professor's hands like fine dust, glistening in the sun.

"The professor told me not to be too ambitious." Hermione said regretfully, obviously, she had asked similar questions, and then smiled, "However, the professor praised my exploration and attempt at rune."

She pointed to the work she had just finished, and Harry and Ron glanced from the side, smacking their tongues inwardly. On the small piece of chestnut wood that belonged to Hermione, it was engraved with densely packed tiny rune. If you didn't look carefully, it was like smearing it with ink.

"Hermione...it won't blow up?" said Harry, horrified, and he recognized the thing for what it was—dozens of explosive circuits, cleverly squeezed into palm-sized places, with a golden The lines are twisted into a string, shimmering with throbbing light.

"Don't worry, I combined the explosion circuit and the stabilization circuit. You have to use a certain frequency of magic to trigger it, and this frequency is only known to me." Hermione smiled and stuffed the chestnut board into her beaded bag, ha. Leigh and Ron swallowed quietly.

Hermione seemed to be getting more and more terrifying, especially during this summer vacation, when professors came here and there every now and then, Hermione asked questions between them, and her research became more and more in-depth, and soon reached a point where they couldn't understand at all. degree, such as the term "magic at a particular frequency".

A professor once said to her: "I have thought about setting up awards of different levels to recognize those individuals or groups who have made outstanding contributions in the field of ancient Rune, but the conditions are not mature at this stage... If one day I want to Get up, would you like to contribute your name? The Hermione Granger Award?"

Harry thought the professor's tone was serious, not like a joke.

In the next time, he began to imitate Hermione, writing the rune circuit smaller and smaller, and raised his head during the rest time, the rune symbol in the professor's hand had turned into a bird snake with wings. come alive.

Felix held his first rune club meeting over the weekend, and members of the club beamed and exchanged recent events.

"Professor Sprout promised to write me a letter of recommendation, but I haven't figured out where to go, I mean, Dad wants me to go to the Ministry of Magic, but..." Cedric said, with a mild smile on his face.

"Mum sent me a new dress and a book," Neville said. "I thought I'd left something, but it wasn't. It was just a gift."

In the corner, Harry whispered to Ron and Hermione in a somber tone: "'Pumpkin Pie' invited us to tea because his brother learned ten new words." Pumpkin Pie was their code name for Hagrid. , because Hagrid didn't want others to know that he was back, and that would make it very conspicuous for him not to come to class.

It's going to be troublesome if Grapp's presence is revealed.

"I don't want to embarrass Dumbledore," Hagrid wrote on the note. "Parents would be unnecessarily concerned if they found out that there was a big, uncontrolled guy in the Forbidden Forest...I think in little Gloria It is not appropriate to appear in public before the necessary etiquette of the general society."

Harry, Ron, and Hermione all agreed, with the exception of the word 'unnecessary worry'.

"I don't want to go." Ron rejected the invitation very much. He lowered his voice and said, "I'm not declining, but we have a lot of things to do. We have Quidditch training in the afternoon. Angelina is very concerned about our absence yesterday. Very dissatisfied, I don't want to be brushed off by her. In case she doesn't find Hooper's nagging and finger-pointing so unbearable..."

Harry didn't think Ron's concerns were unfounded, having finished third in Friday's Quidditch trials. He got the goalie spot because Angelina felt that both Vicky Frobisher and Jeffrey Hooper ahead of him had obvious shortcomings: the former valued her 'glamour' club more, the latter hummed at every turn Humming, complaining about trivial things, and wanting Angelina to follow his plan.

After a comprehensive balance, Angelina finally chose Ron to replace Wood's goalkeeper position.

As a result, they were all absent from their first official training yesterday because they had to go to the Potions office for confinement. It felt terrible. Snape gave Harry, Ron, and Hermione a big bucket each. The smell of ginger and rat entrails still lingered in Harry's fingernails as they dealt with the potion ingredients for seven whole years.

"...not to mention the homework, I hope he comes back to do business. Professor Grapland has left a lot of homework. It's strange, why should I draw ten sketches of the tree guard? I don't plan to be a Famous painter!" Ron said fiercely.

"This year is the year of O.W.Ls, and protecting the tree has always been the focus of the exam." Hermione pointed out the truth unpleasantly.

Harry and Ron stared at her.

"Well, of course I want him back, too." Hermione shrugged. "Hi, Luna." She turned to look at Luna. "How was your vacation?"

"Very good, Dad has negotiated a partnership." Luna said cheerfully, and she warmly invited Hermione: "I'm going to see Firenze this afternoon, are you going?"

"Oh, uh, okay." She looked around, but Harry and Ron were both going to the Quidditch pitch, and she couldn't find an excuse to say no, and pitifully agreed.

"Classmates." Felix sat in an armchair with a smile on his face: "Welcome back, before the assembly begins, I'll announce one thing: Future World Corporation and the Ancient Rune Society have co-founded a monthly magazine. The magazine, the name is "The New Solution of Rune", is temporarily undertaken by "The Quibbler" magazine--"

Harry, Ron, and Hermione all looked at Luna, who curled her hair with her index finger and hummed softly.

"—I am the editor-in-chief, only temporarily. If you plan to submit a manuscript in the near future, you can directly transfer the manuscript to Miss Granger, who will sort it out and hand it over to me. In addition, the manuscript fee is very competitive. here--"

Felix waved his wand, and a stack of leaflets flew off the table and landed precisely in everyone's hands.

"The Elder Wand," Hermione whispered, staring at his wand.

"What did you say?" Harry was very sensitive to the word, after all, that's why they were locked up.

"I recently found The Tales of Bedouin the Poet and read it." Hermione said briefly, "Shh, I'll talk about it later." Professor Hepp's eyes came over, and she closed her mouth and sat down.

Luna on the side looked at her with burning eyes.

...

"Deathly Hallows?" Harry opened his mouth in surprise, and Luna caught up with them before they came out of the Rune Club.

"That's right," Luna said with certainty, "the wand of invincibility, the resurrection stone that revives the dead, and the invisibility cloak that can evade the god of death, these three things together are the Deathly Hallows, and the owner will become the god of death. the master."

"Nonsense," Hermione raised her eyebrows, "it's just a fairy tale, and the stuff in it is like a snoring beast with horns, and it doesn't exist in reality!"

"But they are real, and countless wizards are obsessed with them," Luna said calmly. "Dad tried to convince Florin to find the Deathly Hallows together when he was young, but he refused, pretending that his ancestors never had the Elder Wand. "

"Who is Florin, and that name sounds familiar?" Ron asked.

"He's the owner of Florin's cold drink shop," Luna said.

"That's impossible," Hermione said firmly. "I'll write to him and ask him about it."

Harry had a dazed memory of sitting under a brightly coloured umbrella outside the Florin's Cold Drinks shop doing his homework, focusing only on the free ice cream and never realizing the shop 's boss knows his magic history homework inside out. Although Harry didn't know the exact age of the owner of the cold drink shop, he guessed that he should have graduated at least thirty or forty years ago. If he was not a fan of the history of magic, would he remember the knowledge from school so firmly?

"He won't write you back, he's missing," Luna said. "Neighbors guessed he might be afraid of war, so he moved abroad. Because the Ministry of Magic staff patrolled Diagon Alley day and night and didn't listen. To any siren alarm ... it's written in an unremarkable corner of the paper today."