A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 291
"Professor, are you going to capture Sirius Black?" Fred asked.

Felix looked at him unexpectedly, "Guess that?"

Fred said without thinking, "Me and George, oh, and Lee Jordan, we thought you'd have to do something, you know, after that day..." He rolled his eyes.

"Everyone was talking a lot, and they were quite frightened." George answered, and he said with admiration: "Blake appeared in the open space in front of the castle, and even pretended to be a Muggle boy, how brave he is!"

Felix didn't know what the little wizard thought of the attack. Last weekend was too fulfilling, he didn't go to the auditorium for dinner, and he didn't know the latest gossip.

It seems that Dumbledore has no intention of dispelling the rumors at all. This kind of public opinion will reassure Peter Pettigrew, who is hiding in the dark, but there are advantages and disadvantages. The Ministry of Magic has tried to pry open a crack more than once as an excuse.

In peaceful times, the Ministry of Magic represented orthodoxy, and name was more useful than strength.But once the war comes and the Ministry of Magic is disqualified, personal strength will overwhelm everything, and his reputation will shine throughout the entire magic world like a brilliant sun.

Castle auditorium.

Harry thrust a potato hard, covered in sauce, and suddenly lost his appetite.

"They see me like some kind of rare magical animal!"

"No, it's the lucky one." Ron cut open the sausage on the plate, drank a big mouthful of the thick soup, and said with a smile: "In their eyes, you are like you just came out of the three big mouths of the three-headed dog." Escape from birth."

Harry grinned, and he suddenly thought of the image of the shrunken three-headed dog being frantically brushed by Ron.

Hermione glanced at the two of them, "Speaking of Fantastic Beasts, we can just meet Hagrid in the Protection of Fantastic Creatures class and ask about the progress of Buckbeak's case."

"Haven't you already paid the fine?" Ron asked, and he commented objectively: "This is already the best result, Hermione."

Harry agreed with that too, and Buckbeak's troubles could be solved for a small fee, which he believed Hagrid wouldn't care about.

"It's hard to say. Although the money has been collected, the Ministry of Magic has been dragging its feet without giving a formal conclusion. Hagrid has been absent-minded recently."

Harry recalled, "I think Hagrid is in pretty good shape, and he hasn't made any more Flobberworms." He and Ron's ban is still there, and these days he can only see Hagrid in class, and the last class They learned about fire crabs.

Although this magical creature native to Fiji is called a "crab", it looks like a large turtle with a shell studded with jewels.

Hagrid introduced at that time: "If it wasn't for the different living environment, Sniff would definitely love this creature to death. Oh, Sniff is a little thing that loves treasure hunting. I will introduce it to you sometime..."

"That's because Professor Hap and I helped check it out," Hermione said, waving a fork. "I can't believe he's mixing manticores in the lesson plan."

"Uh, a scorpion...what's that?" Harry asked blankly.

"It's a manticore," Ron read out the correct name in one breath, and he said with fear, "Charlie told me when I was a child that it is one of the few magical creatures that can rival dragons. They are highly poisonous, their teeth are exceptionally sharp, and their hides naturally repel most spells!"

Harry believed Ron's words, because Ron was rarely able to fluently describe the characteristics of a magical creature, he just wondered: "Is there such a creature in the Forbidden Forest?"

The last time he expressed a similar question was when he knew that there was a nest of giant eight-eyed spiders in the Forbidden Forest.

"The Forbidden Forest is huge, Harry." Hermione explained, and then said angrily: "Hagrid later argued that he was wrong, that he was just doing research, and I wanted to see what he could come up with... ..."

Harry and Ron looked at each other and ate their food in suspense. Hermione in this state can't be persuaded, she has a lot of reasons waiting for you.

Harry took the time to glance at the teacher's desk. Snape sat far away from Professor Haip, with his body turned to one side. He only picked the plate on the left hand side when taking food. He wasn't quite sure, was he avoiding it? ?

What happened, he recalled the picture he had seen in Professor Haipu's eyes - Professor Lupine and Snape confronted each other, but when he inquired about the news, Professor Haipu said perfunctorily that he was thinking too much, everything is normal.

This, he thought, staring into Snape's face, was not quite normal.He felt that he had one more task, to observe Professor Lupine's state in this afternoon's Defense Against the Dark Arts class...

He was lost in thought, and it took him a long time to see Snape staring at him with terrifying eyes, Harry quickly lowered his head.

"Humph~"

Snape snorted, his mood brightened, but soon the bad mood took over all his thoughts again.He suspected that he was under the Confusion Curse, otherwise why would he agree to go to the Three Broomsticks with that kid?

More importantly, he couldn't remember if he had said something he shouldn't have said.

His memory is a little fuzzy. In his impression, Rosmerta recommended a mead, "You must definitely try it. Various flower petals are added in it, such as roses, violets, hibiscus, iris, asphodel... the taste is excellent, Not intoxicating." She said enthusiastically.

'fraud. '

In the evening, Felix sat quietly in his office, studying the Marauder's Map.

A flame suddenly ignited in the fireplace, and the orange flames condensed into a blurred face, "Let me come here, Felix!"

He looked up from his desk, "You can't abuse the Floo network, you might be caught by the Ministry of Magic."

"Are you talking about yourself? You were reading a book last night, reeking of alcohol..." The voice chattered on the other side.

Felix waved his wand, and the next second, Sirius emerged from the fireplace.

"Cough cough!"

Sirius's robe was covered with dust, his face was dirty, "Clean it up!" He pointed his wand at himself and became clean again.

Seeing the Marauder's Map in Felix's hand, he stared and said in surprise, "You got it?"

"Well, good luck."

"Did you find him?" Sirius whispered, his breath held and his body tensing unnaturally.

"Not yet, I checked and found nothing." Felix continued to study with his head down, tapping the parchment lightly with his fingertips, "I guess Peter Pettigrew hid in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, or simply found a wizard family again. "

Sirius collapsed on the sofa, and said dejectedly: "Then what are you going to do? Or I go to the Ministry of Magic and surrender myself. With Dumbledore's testimony, they will at least listen, right?"

Felix glanced up at him, but said nothing.

"Okay." Sirius stood up, looked at the furnishings in the office, and muttered softly: "Old old."

He stood in front of a half-person-high portrait, which was only half-finished, and he "tsk-tsk" twice, "You also have this hobby, hang yourself up?"

"That's for St. Mungo's," said Felix without looking up.

"Because of what, you're still a therapist? Studying how to tie people up?"

"There are newspaper clippings on the workbench. Besides, if you talk nonsense, I will kick you away."

Sirius curled his lips, picked up the newspaper and read it. After a while, he was silent, "Frank and Alice, I didn't know they went through this... this damn war!" He cursed in a low voice, "Voldemort really It sucks, luckily he died."

Putting down the newspaper, he saw a golden bauble on the workbench, his eyes lit up, "Can I pick it up and have a look?"

"As long as you don't bite it with your mouth, it has been through many vicissitudes."

Sirius "cut": "I'm just a dog in the form of an Animagus, and I don't have the habit of grinding my teeth." He said guiltily, and reached out to pick up the worn-out golden snitch on the table, half of its wings were broken, and the other The half of the intact wing only flapped after a long time interval, looking weak.

After a while, Sirius leaned over and asked cautiously: "About that snitch...do you plan to fix it?"

"Maybe," Felix replied casually. "I found it in a huge garbage dump and wanted to take it apart and study it."

"How can there be a golden snitch in the garbage dump? Forget it...how much?"

"what?"

"I'm asking how much this thing is. Of course, I'm going to fix it. It's better to add some weird magic to make it more interesting. I can come up with an idea, and we will finish it together."

"Are you going to give it away?" Felix stared at Sirius, smiled and said, "To Harry?"

"It's still half a year... I don't know how things have changed at that time, maybe I'm still hiding," Sirius dodged his gaze, "Although I'm not a qualified godfather, I still have to do something, Like the Firebolt, I thought, even if I couldn't be with him, at least—"

"You sent the Firebolt?" Felix asked in surprise.

"It was me, by owl post, Crookshanks was a huge help," Sirius explained.

After thinking about it, Felix agreed: "No problem. Well, come here, I need your opinion—" He pointed to the Marauder's Map, "I'm going to cast a warning spell on it, if it is When a specific person enters the range of the map, an alert will be issued."

In fact, he still has some plans, but the alarm spell is the most convenient method with the highest probability of success. After catching Peter Pettigrew, he has plenty of time to test his ideas.

"That's a good idea!" Sirius was really attracted, "We can't keep an eye on the map anytime and anywhere, what if he sneaks in in the middle of the night? Although it can be handed over to Kreacher," he said maliciously: "His brain Totally out of the ordinary, got too many crazy ideas from my mother's portrait..."

"The job of cleaning up is not going well?"

Sirius snorted twice, "Strange, isn't it? I always thought that Kreacher was the master of the house, just as rotten, decayed, and stubborn..."

"It's far away, let's talk about the alarm spell, there is a problem now..."

Sirius looked at him, and Felix said: "You have added a lot of spells, and these magical powers have been intertwined and fused with each other for a long time. It is difficult for me to intervene, worrying that it will destroy the original structure and turn it into ashes." .”

"I can provide the method of making the Marauder's Map." Sirius said immediately.

"It's not that simple. I want to know more about the order in which you cast the spells." Felix said.

Sirius pondered for a while, then he said slowly: "I can only recall part of it, the dementors have a great influence on me. You'd better ask Remus, he is more careful."

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