A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 211 Source of Confidence
After a long time, Felix withdrew from the thinking cabin.

From the outside world, he seemed to be in a daze for more than ten minutes, but Mrs. Longbottom held her breath and asked with trembling lips, "How... I saw that Frank suddenly became motionless."

Felix squeezed his temples, and sat on the chair next to him tiredly: "It's a huge project, but ah," he showed a bright smile, "I have a way to treat it."

Old Mrs. Longbottom let out a suppressed scream. She covered her mouth tightly, her eyes were suddenly covered with mist, and she stepped back and sat on the hospital bed. "Is it true, Professor Haipu? Mr. Haipu , I hope - oh, I don't want to ask too much, as long as they can remember something..."

"No, ma'am. I had a plan before I came here, so I'm either helpless, or theoretically can be completely cured."

Felix said in a relaxed tone: "Although it may seem that I am not humble enough to say this, my biggest worry is to face a broken soul.

If so, the chances of them being cured are slim, even if I have had some advice from a master magician.

Fortunately, the worst didn't happen.I just need to complete a jigsaw puzzle, and maybe some emotional strength..."

The old lady Longbottom calmed down, and she said cautiously, "May I understand your treatment philosophy? After all, Frank and Alice have been sentenced to death by the most authoritative therapist in St. Mungo..."

She originally wanted to keep these words in her heart and pretend to trust Felix completely, so that she could let herself spend a few months with hope, but as a tough witch, she personally sent her When her son and daughter-in-law went to the battlefield, she had her own persistence.

"Of course, please don't resist." Felix snapped his fingers again, pulling her into the thinking cabin.

After a long while, she suddenly said brightly, "This is the thinking cabin, a powerful memory magic? It's a miracle. I already believe that you can do it. I need to find Merian..."

"Oh, please don't do this for now, ma'am. I don't want too many people to know about it. It hasn't worked out yet, has it? Not everyone will accept outsiders' instructions." Felix said persuasively.

"You're right, Mr. Haip." Mrs. Longbottom considered his suggestion seriously, and she didn't want to make extra troubles and avoid the intervention from St. Mungo, but she was going to consult Dumbledore.

This has nothing to do with trust or not, but Dumbledore, as the founder of the Order of the Phoenix, has a right to know about it.Moreover, he can also help to check for gaps.

"Mr. Haipu, in your opinion, how long will it take to see the effect?"

"I can spare one morning a week. To be honest, I am willing to spend more time. This is really an interesting subject. Maybe after I succeed, the magic of my thinking cabin will reach an incredible level..."

Felix's voice gradually became inaudible. He always believed that the Room of Requirement was Ravenclaw's "thinking cabin", so he had been thinking about how to make it a reality.

On the night of recovering the scaling spell and getting the rune ball, he touched a corner of this realm-pulled out thousands of rune symbols from the thinking cabin, but this special state has never been successful again.

Now, he sees hope again.

Felix told the old Mrs. Longbottom, "I can't guarantee the exact time, but I think they should be able to recognize their family members around Christmas at the latest."

"I'm looking forward to it, Mr. Hype, it's probably the best Christmas present I've ever received in my life."

"I don't want to throw cold water, ma'am. But we'd better keep our optimism limited, lest the unexpected happen."

"Is that your motto, always be vigilant? I'm thinking of a friend who also has a pessimistic view of the future."

"No, I just prefer to build the future with my own hands."

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When they came out of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, the two discussed about artificially creating magic riots. Felix hadn't thought it through yet, and he just provided some ideas in general.

"My actions may hurt Neville's feelings, so I must obtain your approval." Felix said, he felt that he was a little evil, but he still said it out.

"If I didn't know you well, I would have thought... Besides, aren't you worried that Neville might misunderstand you?" She couldn't help asking.

Felix shrugged, "I'll ask for his forgiveness afterwards, whatever he says about me."

Old Mrs. Longbottom looked at him with a complicated expression: "I may never be able to understand the thoughts of a Slytherin, even a good person like you. According to you, if it succeeds, the child will inspire stronger talents , at least not much worse than others..."

She added: "And you risk a lifetime of misunderstandings, Mr. Hype, that kid is more stubborn than you think."

Felix calmly reminded her: "Ma'am, I don't want to flaunt my innocence. In fact, I am discussing with you how to hurt a child to the greatest extent, even if it is only temporarily."

"I'm his grandmother too, and I have my reasons for doing so, but you... what would other people think of you if they found out? Some people would lash out at you, and I know the boring people."

"Yeah, yeah," said Felix softly, "but I won't stop because I don't care what other people think."

At his invitation, he and old Mrs. Longbottom used to apparate to the edge of the Forbidden Forest.The two walked into the castle all the way.

She looked at everything in the castle with nostalgia: "I tripped over this spiral staircase when I was in school, and... I remember that there was an ugly huge stone monster in front of Dumbledore's office."

They soon came to the "ugly huge stone monster" in her mouth. Felix stretched out his wand, and a silver light beam disappeared through the gap of the stone beast. After a while, the silver light beam returned and turned into a silver-white monster. Swift.

It landed on Felix's shoulder, with his head held high, and a clear voice came out of his mouth: "Iced lemon juice."

The stone beast suddenly came to life and spun out of the way, revealing the inner spiral staircase.

"Let's go, Dumbledore is waiting for us," Felix said.

Pushing open a gleaming oak door, Dumbledore, who was smiling at them, stood up from his chair, "Mrs. Longbottom, I am surprised by your arrival."

Old Mrs. Longbottom pursed her lips, "Dumbledore, I need your wisdom." She began to talk about what they talked about.

Dumbledore had been listening quietly, with occasional flashes of surprise, but he didn't try to interrupt her, and waited until she had finished speaking before smiling and saying, "So, I'll see you two soon old friend?"

"As for man-made magic riots..." He frowned and looked at Felix: "I reminded you that any research on magic itself may lead to extremely dangerous results."

"I agreed." Mrs. Longbottom insisted. "That Neville child, I believe that if he knew, he would make the same choice. It's just that we can't inform him in advance."

Dumbledore fell into silence, and he said with emotion for a long time: "I respect your choice. Maybe I'm too sensitive. Judging from my point of view, what you're doing is not very dangerous, although it may..." He Looking at Felix, he asked a similar question: "Aren't you afraid of being misunderstood, Felix?"

Felix said calmly: "This matter is good for everyone, especially for me, so I don't mind pushing it forward."

Dumbledore muttered something in a low voice, and then he said: "Felix, you stay here later, we will discuss this part in detail. As for Mrs. Longbottom, you..."

"I'm going to Neville," she said sharply, "to get him a new wand—through Minerva's fireplace, go and go."

The door closed behind him.

Dumbledore's expression became serious, he stared at Felix, and said in a deep voice: "Are you sure about the treatment of the Longbottoms? To be honest, I have tried many times to mend their broken pieces after the tragedy happened. memory, but the situation of the Longbottoms is too bad for me to do anything about it."

Felix laughed softly, "Principal Dumbledore, I once received selfless help from Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw..."

For him, apart from the magic of the thinking cabin, there is another point that he has not disclosed to Mrs. Longbottom, and that is the memory node, or soul node, inherited from Ms. Ravenclaw.

This is his greatest source of confidence.

(End of this chapter)