A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 138 Story
On the black marble, the white inscriptions are easier to read in dim light, and they seem to glow in the dark—

Rock Irwin
生于1966年12月12日，卒于1980年5月3日

Taking care of 12 companions during the flu, unfortunately died of the disease
"Lock Ivan..." Felix murmured. He recalled that when he was 9 years old, he fell on the hospital bed. When he was the weakest, there was a scene where someone took care of him.

Three days before he recovered, Ai Wen disappeared. He begged the dean to tell him, but what he got was a heavy sigh.

That was the first time he had a deep understanding of death.

Felix stood quietly in front of the tombstone, like a silent statue, and after about an hour, his figure disappeared.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Felix returned to the office. Earlier, he had notified his assistant with the patron saint that he had canceled the rune tutorial for this weekend.

After a little preparation, he knocked on the door of the principal's office.

The room was very dark, and Dumbledore raised his head from the desk and looked at him through the half-moon glasses, "Felix... please sit down, wait a moment, the light in the office is a little dark."

He held up something that looked like a silver lighter, pressed it a few times, and balls of light flew out of it, immediately brightening the office.

"What's this?" Felix asked with interest.

"A little contraption I made myself, which I call the Deluminator, which absorbs and emits light," said Dumbledore.

Felix sat across from him, producing his diary and his brand-new diadem.

Dumbledore's eyes fell on the crown for the first time, he stood up directly, bent down and looked at it carefully, "This is... if I'm not mistaken..."

"Yes, Lady Ravenclaw's diadem."

Dumbledore looked at Felix, keenly noticing his use of the word 'ma'am', which few people would say.

He quickly thought of the fact that his headmaster's authority was temporarily borrowed, and the guesses that popped up in his mind made him a little horrified, but he quickly ruled out this possibility.

His gaze turned to the diary, which was not so eye-catching, it looked tattered and there was a hole in the middle.

Dumbledore stared at it longer, fingers groping for the opening. "Mighty Fiercefire," he frowned, but didn't rush to comment, and for a split second his blue eyes widened. , "So that's how it is, that's right, that's how it is..."

After a long time, his eyes moved away from above.Dumbledore sighed softly and said: "It really surprised me. I thought that nothing would surprise me, a bad old man. It seems that your story will open my eyes."

Felix began to talk about his 'experience', starting from a very early time, "Draco Malfoy found me on the night after the adventure of the Chamber of Secrets ended. I found an evil dark magic item..." He nodded to the journal on the table.

He said that he suspected that the diary was related to the opening of the secret room, so he tried to talk to it, but there was no feedback.

"This is not consistent with Mr. Malfoy's experience. I am going to observe for a period of time and set up strict magic protection for this."

Dumbledore folded his hands under his chin, listening quietly.

"Until the duel class, I found that the restriction I had set was broken. I hurried back and found a comatose house elf named Dobby. I used a potion on it and accidentally obtained the secret room The truth of the incident," Felix said.

"so--"

"The diary is a relic of Voldemort. For unknown reasons, he gave his diary to Lucius Malfoy, and Lucius hid the diary in the Wei The youngest daughter of the Slys, in Ginny Weasley's book."

Dumbledore sighed, "It matches some of my guesses. As far as I know, the Ministry of Magic searched several pure-blood families during that time, in the name of investigating black magic items. Lucius may be in a hurry and can't wait. I want to get rid of this trouble."

"Dobby has great gratitude to Potter. He did not hesitate to disobey his master's orders and protect Potter in the best way he could. Although..." Felix smiled, "it may have troubled Potter himself. .”

"Ah, this kind of pure emotion can often exceed our imagination." Dumbledore said with emotion.

"In short, I realized the danger and prepared to destroy the diary, but conventional magic didn't work at all, so I used Fiendflame." Felix said openly, without hiding the fact of black magic.

And Dumbledore didn't say much: "Maybe... this is indeed a good way."

Next, Felix explained that when he was chasing the secret room, he accidentally discovered a mysterious room, "I think its magic is very interesting, and I plan to study it in my free time."

"On the eighth floor of the castle, that tapestry where the troll beat Barnabas with a club?" Dumbledore repeated, with a thoughtful expression, he smiled and said, "Your words let me unravel a Doubts for a long time."

"You know it too?" Felix asked knowingly, he couldn't say that he made all kinds of weird temptations with your name, could he?
"Oh, that was a wonderful experience, but maybe I underestimated its use..."

Felix didn't ask further, he nodded, and then talked about the two ghosts. He and Barrow knew each other when they were in school, and he had overheard their conversation.

He said with some shame: "Initially I had a utilitarian purpose - I saw the manuscript left by Ms. Ravenclaw in the library, and became curious about that era thousands of years ago. I made friends with Helian very deliberately. Na."

Dumbledore comforted him and said: "When I was young, I also deliberately made friends with many famous wizards for utilitarian purposes. We don't have to be ashamed of this."

"You are always so considerate, Dumbledore." Felix said: "At that time, I had another thought. As Barrow's friend, I hoped to ease Helena's resentment towards him."

"But with in-depth contact, I found that Helena is a very good lady, chatting with her was very pleasant, and I enjoyed this process very much." Felix's voice became low.

Next, Felix cut back on Helena's description, he didn't want to mention her name in a pile of lies.

"...I realized that the Room of Requirement might be the secret room left by Ravenclaw. I took her in and saw the memory left by Rowena Ravenclaw thousands of years ago."

Dumbledore's hand stroking his silver beard stopped, and he listened intently, not wanting to miss a word.

"... Lady Rowena Ravenclaw discovered the diadem, which she said contained a patch of evil spirits, said to have been enchanted by a famous dark wizard in ancient Greece, Herpo the Vile."

With a solemn face, Dumbledore spit out a word: "Horcrux."

"That's right, it's this magic. I thought of the diary and gave it to Ms. Ravenclaw. After her confirmation, the diary is also one of the Horcruxes."

"Very perceptive, Felix," said Dumbledore.

"Later, Ms. Ravenclaw used the vast magic of Hogwarts to destroy it, and she remade the diadem before the mission could be completed."

Felix finished the story.

(End of this chapter)