A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Latest website: Felix took out a silver pocket watch from his jacket pocket, popped the top cover and glanced at the time.

"Horace, let your people arrange the transfer as soon as possible. To be honest, I'm not sure if there will be a big guy above our heads in a while. It's hard to figure out what those people think... Honestly, I don't like politics." He paused, "It's really dangerous, I can probably give a minute's advance warning."

Horace Greensteen nodded knowingly, a minute was enough to do a lot.

A suitcase appeared in the air, and Felix handed it to Greensteen. The latter looked surprised and asked tentatively: "I heard... Mr. Scamander had a box that could hold things very well when he was young?"

"Ah, the principle is the same, I asked Newt for identification."

A look of recollection suddenly appeared on Horace Greensteen's face. Since Seraphina Picquiri, every president of the Magical Congress of the United States has been told to be wary of magical animals that travel around with boxes. scientist.

He walked out of the port in a rather complicated mood, and used his wand to send a signal. The Aurors and staff of the Magical Congress of the United States arrived first, with an incredible expression on his face, as if he had not woken up. They looked around in amazement. A young Auror stretched out his hand, and his fingers passed through the lines of different shades without any obstruction. The original position should be an old-fashioned red fire hydrant, with a mouse standing on it.

"I've only seen similar scenes in comic books," said the Auror absentmindedly.

Another wizard in bloomers looked cautiously in Felix's direction and whispered in awe: "What do you think—Mr. Hepp's world looks like?"

A moment of silence.

"Maybe a book?" the young Auror chirped. "Maybe it's a comic book. Alas - too scary to imagine how he did it."

"Mr. Hepp should be able to beat Grindelwald?"

"I think it works! At least it's impossible for Grindelwald to do such a thing," said the young Auror excitedly, his eyes looking around him with fervent admiration.

"But both of them are recognized archmage." Another said hesitantly.

"There will always be strong and weak differences..."

At this time, Horace Grimstinky strode forward with a box. He glanced at the speaker and said: "The archmages are not divided according to strength, they are at the lowest level far surpassing the same time. The great man of the generation of wizards. Well, let's get to work."

One after another, wizards descended from the sky. These people drag their families with them and carry large and small bags of luggage. Horace Greensteen's heart became as heavy as the Aurors present, but he couldn't say anything to save him-they basically had children with them.

After today, the situation of wizards in the Americas may not continue to deteriorate, but there is no sign of improvement. The **** scars don't heal so quickly, and the barriers between the two are like a gulf, and they will continue to hide their identities for a long time.

"Chairman Greensteen, all members of the Reform Council support your decision." Yuria said quietly and firmly, "We are the chosen generation."

Horace Greensteen Qi opened the box, and several Aurors leaned over to look, a long staircase extended down, and wizards from all over the country lined up silently. They will live under the arrangement of the Federation and the Pan-Magic Alliance. In the new residence, the first choice is the country that currently has a contract with the wizard.

Horace Greensteenage told the wizarding family passing by him over and over again, "There is plenty of food and water in it, and there are different views to see... It's like taking a train, there's nothing to worry about." The sky gradually brightened, the long queue became sparse, and finally only the staff remained. During this time, Felix has been looking at the abstracted city from a distance. The sea bottomed out at a glance, the seaweed and algae kept floating in the waves, and the schools of fish, outlined by simple lines, seemed to be soaring in the sky, lifelike—except frozen by magic.

Finally, Horace Greensteenage came over and handed the box to Felix.

"There are nearly a thousand wizard families in here," he said cautiously.

"They won't be hurt at all," Felix assured. "There will be a chance to come back later." He comforted again.

"I know." Horace Greensteen murmured, the identity information of the wizard is not in the hands of the Muggle government, but it does not mean that the wizard will relocate at will. If there is a choice, they still prefer to stay in a familiar environment, Unless absolutely necessary - the mass migration of wizards in the British wizarding world was at the time when Voldemort was at his most unscrupulous.

After handing over the box, Horace Greensteen breathed a sigh of relief, as if the long-standing pressure had suddenly disappeared. For him, the next job is to hide the rest of the wizards as much as possible, and he is even in the mood to joke:

"I thought you were going to make a giant flying carpet, but it was a suitcase."

"Almost," Felix said solemnly. "I said to reporters before that I would let them leave in good faith. Now it's only half done."

"What's the other half?" asked Horace Greensteen curiously, and he glanced suddenly behind Felix, suspecting that there was something else hiding there, such as - as he said - a A flying carpet for thousands of people?

...

Beyond the long coastline, Felix, Greensteenage, Uriah, and a few curious Aurors were standing in the air, secretly admiring themselves. At their feet was a field half the size of a Quidditch field, and—it seemed to be a field, and they looked up, quite sure they saw the ringed pole in the thin fifty feet of air, sort of like children A small plastic stick for blowing soap bubbles.

"Hogwarts." Yuria whispered, and the others suddenly realized that this might be the same as the magic shrouded in New York Harbor. The former turned the real thing into a blurred void, and now it is the other way around.

Horace Greensteenage was still in shock.

An island, a floating island - not to mention the huge magic power required for this magic (after experiencing the previous situation, he thinks it may be nothing to Haipu), just considering how to maintain the magic effect for a long time is a day. big problem. In his imagination, if all the members of the Magical Congress of the United States work around the clock to cast thousands of floating spells together, it is indeed possible to pull up an artificial island with a radius of several kilometers, but such a huge spectacle can last at most one or two. Zhou, in his opinion, is a bit flashy...

Maybe that's what Hepp was aiming for?

Horace Greensteen mused, showing the power of a wizard by crossing a sea before the magic expired, and doing so made a lot of sense. Felix shook his body and appeared in the distance. The silver lights in the eyes flickered, the rune symbols were dotted, and the pupils reflected the reflection of the dark rune book——

He opened his mouth and said the spell with difficulty.

In an instant, the skylight that gradually lit up behind him seemed to be swallowed up, breaking a large dark green hole, as if someone had torn off the bright blue background while shooting a movie, revealing the dirty curtain behind him. Felix's whole person exudes a mysterious atmosphere. The background behind him was streaked with lightning-like fine lines, and then both the dark green background and the lightning traces began to dent and distort, and its shape became clearer and clearer-it was a giant snake, the dark green was the color of its body, and the lightning was scaly Folds - After staying by the Black Lake for half a month, Felix's new patron saint was shown to the world for the first time. Its size reaches a staggering thousands of feet, and that's not its limit.

Felix realized that he had never been stronger and closer to the essence of magic than this moment, almost getting what he wanted.

He is still an archmage, and he doesn't feel that his understanding of magic surpasses Dumbledore's, but every cell in his body is sending him a thought - even if all the archmages in history are tied together, they will fight. But now he. Just because he gathered most of the magic power accumulated by the twelve top magic schools in the world, and these magic powers happened to be collected into the Book of Runes and released through the brand-new Patronus.

Patronus...

Felix felt that it was a bit of a bully to call the Patronus again. This magic has completely changed under his continuous improvement. If you study it carefully, you will definitely be stunned by the knowledge contained in this magic, Rowena LaVine Klau's memory nodes, memory magic, the branch of memory magic, emotional magic, ancient magic, and the skills he mastered not long ago to build a stable magic channel...

The giant snake merged into the sea like a swimming fish, without causing any waves.

After a few minutes, the entire sea began to tremble and boil, the water splashed, and the vortex overlapped like a nesting doll. The eyes of the people present were staring at the shadows under the sea, and the huge black shadow was approaching them. Finally, the shadow stuck his head out. They looked at the huge snake's head, so terrified that he was speechless. It had grown several times out of thin air, and it was different from the elegant body before. From the pores between the reefs, you can see the Rune symbols blooming!

Finally, the giant snake jumped out of the water, like a land suddenly rising. The waves of hundreds of meters are insignificant in front of it, only comparable to a rough scale of its huge body.

It is impossible to imagine the shock brought by this giant snake. At least, it wasn't just Greensteen and the surrounding Aurors who were intimidated. When they came back to their senses, the giant snake had coiled itself into a rough cone shape, the huge snake head was hanging down, the snake tail was upturned, and the head and tail were connected.

"Ice cream roll." A female Auror widened her eyes. "It's still an ice cream roll that was bitten." The people around her couldn't help but gasp, and a bearded Auror shouted at her, "Nonsense, it's obviously ouroboros, although it looks a bit strange..."

Others echoed in a low voice. They learned from the news that the archmage once chose the Ouroboros as a symbol of his identity. This unique symbol is not uncommon in the history of wizards. If the wizard is famous enough in the future, he will choose it when he is young. The emblem is likely to become the family crest.

And there's one thing they didn't say, the name Ouroboros is much better than the ice cream roll, even if the latter fits better in shape... Felix didn't do it intentionally, in order to make the magic channel pass through, this is the most Effortless way.

These people approached quickly, and when they boarded the floating island that appeared almost out of thin air with the help of broomsticks and apparitions, they were shocked-the ground was full of the salty smell of seawater, the terrain was undulating, and it was visible to the naked eye that it began to collapse and disintegrate. A deep fissure stretched out from under Felix Hepp's feet and had spread hundreds of feet.

Everyone can see that there may be a problem.

Felix stood on a raised platform, probably on the flattest diamond-shaped scale of the snake's head when it was raised, the edge about ten feet long. He was motionless at the moment.

"Mr. Hepp—" Horace Greenstinger called urgently, and a low voice suddenly sounded in his ear the next second, "Don't disturb him." Horace Greensteen was startled. , he will never forget the owner of the voice - who single-handedly caused the wizard to expose the crisis, signed the unbreakable oath with Arginbad, and played tricks on everyone -

"Grindelwald!" he exclaimed.

He raised his wand subconsciously, and his heart was numb. The first thought that formed in his mind was: It's over, Grindelwald saw the opportunity and was ready to attack Mr. Hepp!

"Don't worry," said Grindelwald, grinning. "I'm here to help."

The other dozen wizards who were present gathered around, and they heard Horace Greensteen ask vigilantly, "How do I trust you?" They were confused for a while. Grindelwald said nothing, just raised his free hand, and everyone understood.

If Grindelwald was hostile, he wouldn't stop to explain it to them. Horace Greensteen hesitated slightly and moved out of the way. 'Grindelwald' walked towards Felix unhurriedly, and Grindelwald shouted from behind him: "Grindelwald... don't forget, we are wizards."

'Grindelwald' paused slightly and repeated: "You are right, we are wizards."

The group watched Grindelwald and Felix stand side by side. He turned his head slightly and seemed to be talking to each other in a low voice. Although they couldn't hear what they said, the crack under Mr. Hepp's feet stopped expanding. Their moods are complicated.

"Grindelwald..." Everyone chanted the name in a low voice.

Of course, Felix made this scene. He did get into trouble before - but not because of lack of magic power, his magic power is now terrifyingly abundant - but how to be distracted and build a stable magic channel on the basis of maintaining the floating island, both tasks are equally cumbersome and important. But the solution is also very simple. Divide the original work into two by splitting an individual, and the difficulty will be suddenly reduced.

It's just that when Felix was about to do this, he had an idea and thought that he could take the opportunity to solve the problem of the convergence of the African magic circles that had not been dealt with before.

At this moment, Felix and the other self looked at each other.

"What did you say we were going to talk about?"

"God knows, just be intimate."

"That's right, anyway, it's to show the outside world that the two sides have reached a settlement, and by the way, to correct Grindelwald's name, the old man has done bad things all his life, but recently these have nothing to do with him..."

It was quiet for a few seconds.

"Have you made up your mind? This face will never appear again..." 'Grindelwald' said cautiously.

"Yeah, I can afford it."

The sun was rising, and the golden light shone on the sea. Grindelwald's figure has disappeared, and only Felix is ​​alone. He looked at the sea with confidence, and the water mist stirred up in the distance reflected rainbows under the sunlight, which looked beautiful.

After experiencing the pain of dystocia, the ground beneath his feet shrunk in a circle, but they were more closely connected to each other, and they truly had the appearance of an island. Now that the most basic magic channel has been constructed, with the magic power he invested, the island can run for several years.

And there will definitely be many wizards living on the island in the future, enough to maintain the magic cycle and stability.

But are those wizards their own subjects? It should not count, at most he has the ownership of the suspended island. Felix reluctantly imagines himself driving the floating islands for years to come, working like a scavenger to salvage decent-sized reefs from the ocean to expand the land.

In fact, there is no need to do it alone... Felix looked at Horace Greensteen, who was walking towards him, with a smile, but he had calmly thought of the slogan, "The place where magic and technology merge. ' he muttered softly.

"What did you say, Felix?" asked Horace Greensteen in surprise.

"The purpose of this island under our feet." Felix said sternly, his thoughts continued to diverge, the wizard - ahem, he actually has the ability to build an underwater city in the depths of the ocean, but this idea is in his mind After entrenched in a circle, he was shelved - the reason is similar to that of building a wizard's stronghold on the moon. Both methods will cause wizards and ordinary people to go further and further away, contrary to Felix's original intention.

But it would be nice to secretly build a vacation spot in the Mariana Trench...

Thinking about it~www.NovelMTL.com~ Felix suddenly frowned, took out the sound transmission mirror from the ring, and the picture of Arginbad was desperately banging on the frame.

"Babajid?"

"Felix? Thank goodness I finally got in touch with you!"

"What happened?" Felix asked, and then he thought of something, "Didn't we discuss the whole plan? As a representative of the Federation, you participated in the live TV broadcast and explained objectively from the standpoint of the wizard-"

"The problem is that it is difficult for me to explain it clearly now. There are rumors in the outside world that you plan to create a big meteorite and destroy the entire American continent!"

Felix was dumbfounded.

"Who is this?" he said angrily. "Tell those who spread rumors that the International Federation of Wizards and the Pan-Magic Alliance are planning to hold a Christmas party to celebrate the escape of wizards in the Americas."

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