A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 161 The Magician's Speculation
Felix strolled on the streets of Paris, a few hundred meters ahead was the south bank of the Seine, along which were various well-decorated storefronts, many of which were full of exotic styles.

For example, in a paper cutting shop, there are various paper decorations at the door, ranging from various colorful animals to exquisite and complicated indoor decorations, which look dazzling.

The owner, a young woman with a colorful headdress, enthusiastically sells Felix when he walks in.

In the end, Felix picked out a colorful pinwheel that he could hold in his hand.

There was still a week before the official start of the meeting, and Felix had two days of fun.From the Musée d'Orsay, to the Louvre, and then to the world-famous Notre Dame Cathedral, he regards himself as a pure tourist, enjoying the local customs and exquisite cuisine of Paris.

After all, in a note to the French Ministry of Magic, his scheduled trip was to arrive in Paris in three days.

On a gorgeous street, the crowds are raging, tourists from all over the world gather together, and you can see the landmark building of the seventh arrondissement of France - the Eiffel Tower when you look up.

A young couple is holding a child each, holding half an ice cream in their hands.

"Mom, mom, I want flowers, I want flowers." The little boy said, pointing not far away.

The couple followed the guidance and looked over. About ten meters away from them, seven or eight children and their families surrounded a young man. He looked very handsome, with a slender figure and a gentle smile on his face.

Black hair and light blue eyes like the clear sky give a pure feeling.

With his left hand behind his back, Felix snapped his fingers lightly with his right hand. A bright yellow tulip suddenly appeared in his hand, and he handed it to a child in front of him.

"A street magician," said the boy's father.

"Looks good." The child's mother stared at Felix's hand, seeing nothing wrong.

The couple walked over with their children, and Felix showed the crowd his empty hands, empty except for an emerald ring on his left hand.

He clasped his hands together in a prayerful motion under the inquisitive gaze, and from his closed hands came a "chirp chirp".

"Wow!"

Several children grew their mouths exaggeratedly, and even their parents showed incredible expressions.

Felix slowly spread his palm, it was a bird with colorful feathers.The little bird turned its neck flexibly and looked around fearlessly. Its small black eyes made people feel affectionate.

The little bird combed its feathers on its own, and when a child tried to touch it, it flapped its wings and flew away.

Everyone raised their heads, and their eyes followed its flight path until it disappeared into the sky.

Felix saluted, declined some coins and notes, and walked away lightly.

……

During his first year in Paris, Felix roamed around the famous institutions of higher learning in France, where many peers sat leisurely on the lawn in a picturesque setting, chatting freely.

A pair of young girls looked at him curiously, and a student with grape purple hair whispered to the girl next to him, "Look, that guy is very handsome, which college student is he from?"

Her friend said in affirmative tone: "It's definitely not from our school."

"So maybe it's from another school, or a tourist?"

"You can ask him."

"Why not?" The purple-haired girl stood up. She walked to Felix and said in lazy French, "Hi, I'm Amandina Zoe."

Felix turned his head and said gently: "Hello, Miss Zooey, you can call me Felix, Felix Hep."

Zooey froze for a moment, and said, "Your eyes are beautiful, and you can call me Amandina."

"Yes, Amandine."

This girl named "Amandina" is very talkative, warm and cheerful, and she acts as a guide, introducing Felix to her university.

"This is the history teaching building... here is the humanities... Oh, I remembered, today there is an open class by a very famous philosophy professor!"

Amandina's eyes widened, her expression was very hesitant, as if she was constantly weighing between Felix and the open class.

"Can I go and see?" Felix said with a smile.

"Of course, I thought you wouldn't like philosophy." She breathed a long sigh of relief.

"I really don't know much about it, but it's good to listen to it once in a while."

Amandina led Felix into a large and spacious classroom. From the corner of her vision, she saw her friend looking at her angrily. She smiled shyly and pulled Felix to sit down.

The public class started soon, the light in the big classroom was dimmed, and a beam of light was cast in the center.

A middle-aged man dressed rigorously and formally stood on the podium, his eyes were deep, and his tone was unhurried: "What is existence? What is the meaning of human existence?"

"Before you were born, we experienced an age of wavering faith. In Nietzsche's words, we never realized clearly that 'God is dead'."

"We have experienced a change of thought. The war made us think about the meaning of life. It started with Kierkegaard and Dostoevsky, reached its peak in the period of Sartre and Camus after World War II, and now fades silently. .”

"Someone invented the term existentialism, but existentialism cannot be regarded as a systematic philosophical category. Without the discipline of existential philosophy, it is at most a label."

"Share with you some common thoughts on 'existence'—"

"Like, you are the result of your choices."

"For another example, time is the only measure of existence or non-existence."

……

"Many people think that existentialism was born in the cafes on the left bank of Paris, as a product of the imagination of a group of decadent people, but this is a completely stereotyped impression. Many people are silently practicing certain commendable existential views."

"Suffering and predicament make people despair, despair makes people think about the meaning of existence, and thinking brings new life."

Before I knew it, two hours had passed.

A student raised his hand and asked: "Under normal circumstances, we don't think about the 'meaning of existence', only when we are pessimistic and desperate, does this mean that existentialism is actually a pessimistic argument?"

"We study existentialism just to prevent other people from studying existentialism?"

The professor said humorously: "Very interesting point of view, you can apply for my graduate student."

"I need to emphasize that existentialism is a kind of optimism supported by reason and logic. Imagine your life falling into darkness, war, famine, technological replacement... In short, you can't find the meaning of existence."

"At this time, existentialism will tell you that although your life is full of tragedies, we still have to try our best to live and choose the meaning of life for ourselves. You will find that your existence itself will add variables to the world, okay, Bad, constantly fluctuating."

Many people raised their hands.

The professor pointed to Felix.

Felix stood up: "Professor, my name is Felix Hepp. In the kind of views you mentioned in your speech, you think that existence is seeing, perception, and experience. For those distant things, How can we perceive and experience things that may never appear in reality, such as magic in movies?"

His question made some students chuckle. In their view, rational philosophical speculation interspersed with irrational magic topics is a challenge to classroom order.

One or two students whistled in approval of Felix's 'boldness'.

The professor thought for a moment and replied: "Magic is a product of our imagination, and currently only exists in the carriers of imagination, such as movies, novels, etc. So do they really exist? Or is it just a product of thinking? We think it exists?"

"What if one day magic really appears in reality?" Felix asked.

The professor was amused, "This hypothesis is very interesting. Does magic really exist? Many philosophers have expressed their views directly or indirectly. But it is too complicated to explain one by one. We can discuss it after class— —with the pessimistic student just now."

"However, the following is a personal opinion: My personal opinion is that if magic really 'exists' in reality, no one would not know it. With the development of technology today, we have the ability to travel to every corner of the world. Even the sky And the ocean, they can't stop the pace of human exploration."

The professor's explanation won him a lot of applause, but he soon found that he met a persistent student today——

"I mean, please forgive me, we can make an assumption that there is a small group of magicians, and they use all kinds of magical magic to cover up their existence, but one day, you found them—"

Felix paused briefly, "What would you do?"

(End of this chapter)