A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 342 Lantern Show and Accident

They returned to the camp along the path illuminated by the lanterns. They took out all kinds of magic lamps in the big tent and piled them up into a hill.

"Except for those two 'big guys,' the rest is here," said Cramie.

Lupine smiled and said, "Felix, I'm still a little shocked by your plan. I've been waiting for today." Cramie also looked at him expectantly.

Felix shrugged, and pressed his wand against his forehead, wisps of silver light appeared at the tip of the wand.

"Sigh~"

Gritting his teeth, Felix couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "The model is too delicate, it's a bit troublesome to take it out. It feels like digging out a spoonful from my brain..."

Keremi gave him a disgusted look, the professor's description was too weird.

Felix pulled out a long strand of silver memory from his brain, twisted it into a ball, and held it in his hand.Then he stretched out his palm, gold and silver threads intertwined in the air, and a hexagonal snowflake-like open-air corridor building was slowly formed in his hand. In the center of the snowflake corridor, there was a palm-sized vortex constantly churning, Felix Si waved his wand with the other hand, and magic lamps poured into the vortex one after another, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Under the gaze of the two, the snowflake-shaped building with a size of six or seven feet floated up gently, flew into the air, and continued to expand until it occupied a small half of the camp. Then Felix raised his wand downward, and the snowflake building suddenly After falling, Keremi screamed, and in the next second, she found herself in a gorgeous corridor.

In the long corridor, magic lamps of different shapes loomed.

Then, Felix cast a Levitation Charm on himself, pulling himself thirty or forty feet high, looking like a huge kite in the dark night, fluttering and swaying with the wind.

He looked down condescendingly, and with a finger of his wand, a corner of the Snowflake Corridor extended outward, connecting to the road back from the gymnasium.

Felix fell from mid-air, "Okay, almost, let's take some time to adjust—"

"Professor Haipu, what kind of magic is this?" Keremy asked through the railing of a corridor.

"Well, why not call Responsive... Thinking Cabin?"

"The Responsive Thinking Cabin." Keremi pondered the name, which sounded weird, but when her palm passed through the pillars of the long corridor, it made sense.

……

The Weasleys, Harry, Sirius, and Hermione were carried forward by the tide-like crowd, squeezing each other, and they didn't relax until they left the gymnasium. They walked all the way forward, discussing the results of the game just now.

Leprechauns kept flying overhead, holding a small golden or green lamp in their hands, giggling and laughing in mid-air.

"Ireland's Chasers are great, no, everyone is great, and they work together seamlessly. Bulgaria has only one absolute player, Krum, but they have a problem with their cooperation, a big problem." Charlie commented .

"The character is not very good, you can see the number of fouls they make." Ron said.

"Ron," Charlie said, "reasonable fouls can disrupt the opponent's rhythm, especially when the opponent's momentum is overwhelming."

Mr. Weasley disagreed with him, "Charlie, I think - the game should be clean, no elbows or small moves should be allowed, once the referee appears..."

"Dad, you said it, it's just blowing the whistle, not being sent off. To win the game, I remember people cast jinxes. I went through a lot when I was in school."

Mr. Weasley and Charlie had a heated argument, and finally Charlie said helplessly: "I also hope that the game will be completely clean, but this kind of thing can't be eliminated at all."

Hermione yawned big, and Mr. Weasley noticed her state, and he said gently, "Back at camp, we can have a glass of cocoa milk to help us sleep... Believe me, it's going to be noisy tonight. "

Ginny was so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open, she pulled Hermione's sleeve and walked forward, "Are they still planning to have a bonfire party?"

"Ha! It's not impossible." Mr. Weasley said: "This competition ended too early, and I didn't enjoy it very much. You must know that most people actually came prepared and prepared to last for three or five days... etc. Just watch, it won't stop at night."

They found that the noise in front of them disappeared, replaced by a burst of exclamation, "Look over there!" Hermione's eyes widened.

On the road leading to the camp, an open promenade protruded towards this side at some point, and various lights were hung in the promenade, illuminating the exquisite patterns and patterns on it.

"What's this?" Ginny suddenly felt relieved, and tiptoed to get a better look.

"I don't know..." Mr. Weasley looked puzzled, "Could it be a program prepared by the Ministry?"

When they got closer, they found that the promenade building was actually an illusion. A naughty child kept shuttling back and forth on both sides of the railing, giggling non-stop, and another older boy hid himself in the corridor. in the carved colonnade, thinking his family would never find him.

His parents looked at the little guy helplessly, and could only cooperate and look around him, "Little Leo, where are you hiding?"

The boy covered his mouth, his eyes bent into crescent moons.

"Obviously, it has something to do with Professor Haip." The Weasley twins pointed to the magic lamp hanging in the corridor, "This is a product only available from Future World Company, I'll show you—"

He reached out to fish it out, and his fingertips passed through a palm-sized lion-shaped magic lamp. "Huh? Is this also an illusion?" But then, they realized that this was a small game. A line of golden words appeared in the air, which was an anagram.

'Which letter is an animal? '

"Oh, it's so simple." Fred muttered, "It's the letter B, which means bees." As soon as the words fell, the magic lamp in the shape of a lion clicked, as if the fruit was ripe, and it rose from the green vines. It fell off and fell on his hands.

The little lion opened his eyes, bowed his body, stuck out a pair of small wings from behind, and flew up, circling around Fred, "Wow~" it let out a childish cry, and opened its mouth to spit out a White light ball.

The phantom of a castle projected by the ball of light, together with a line of small words, "Future World - Headquarters in Diagon Alley, England", the phantom flickered for a few seconds and disappeared, leaving only the milky white light ball, emitting a bright glow. Light.

"Whoa," said Fred, "Looks like those guys have added a new feature."

"Is it Mr. Haip's 'Future World' company?" Mr. Weasley asked with great interest. He heard the Weasley brothers talking about it at the dinner table these days, and he also learned a lot about this company.

"Exactly," said Fred.

Mr. Weasley blinked. "So, girls and boys, are you still sleepy?"

"Oh, Daddy, we've got to at least get ourselves a little magic lamp!" Ron shouted, and his words elicited a lot of approval. It could be seen that the crossword puzzle wasn't too difficult, and there was hope for everyone.

In the 'Future World' tent, Felix was holding a small model of the corridor in his hand, and his eyes were shining with silver. He seemed to have heard what they said, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The Weasleys were looking for lantern riddles, and Ron let out a bold statement: "I will guess ten!" But soon they realized the problem, only the first guessing question was relatively simple, and the second try , the difficulty suddenly increases.

Hermione held a small magic lamp of a pocket lion in her hand, and stood in front of an owl-sized fire dragon magic lamp, which was blowing out 'breath' in all directions, surrounded by seven or eight people watching.

Harry leaned over, Hermione's anagram was a logical deduction problem, and the dozen or so names on it made him dizzy, he read it carefully twice, but he didn't understand the meaning of the question.

"Do you know the answer?" he asked Hermione, who was thinking hard.

"Oh, don't bother me, I'll figure it out soon." Hermione said, her wand kept gesticulating, leaving strange symbols in mid-air. That should be the Latin alphabet?Harry thought.He made his way through the crowd, up and down the corridor, and saw Mr. Barty Crouch head on.

"Hello, Potter."

"Hello, Mr. Crouch," said Harry stiffly. Crouch had only quarreled with Sirius in the afternoon.

There was a strange light in Barty Crouch's eyes, as if he was looking at a treasure, "Come with me, Potter, I have something to ask you."

"What?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Regarding Sirius Black, someone filed a lawsuit against him for attacking the wizards of Knockturn Alley while he was at large," Crouch said indifferently.

"But the Ministry of Magic has given proof! Sirius is innocent!" said Harry angrily.

"That's on the premise that no one will pursue it." Crouch said impatiently, and he stretched out his hand——

"Let go of Harry!"

A roar sounded, Sirius came from behind, pushed Barty Crouch away, drew out his wand and pointed at him, "Old guy, what do you want to do to Harry!"

Their conflict attracted the attention of a group of foreign fans. Crouch nodded at the two and left without looking back.

"What's the matter?" Sirius asked.

"I don't know, he said someone sued you, let me go with him." Harry said.

"How—how could it be!" Sirius said incredulously, "I'll go to him and ask him!"

"Don't go," Harry pulled Sirius back, "don't go, Sirius, he's a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Magic—"

"I'm not afraid of him, let go, Harry!" said Sirius angrily.

"Sirius, I don't want to lose you again," said Harry.

Sirius suddenly lost all his strength, his fingers shook, "Okay, let's go back to the tent first, you and I have a good talk, there is definitely something wrong with that Barty Crouch!"

Seeing that Sirius had been persuaded, Harry said with a face of approval: "I think so too, I have a guess..."

……

Fudge looked at the promenade building that suddenly appeared in front of him, and couldn't help but ask the staff next to him: "Whose idea was this, why didn't I know?"

A staff member of the Ministry of Magic said: "It's the 'Future World' company. They applied to hold a light show before, and we approved it, but, just..." He looked at the huge building in front of him, and said hesitantly: "We didn't expect that there would be a light show. Make such a big battle."

"Felix Hemp's company?" asked Fudge.He didn't mention the issue of confidentiality. This afternoon, 10 people made a lot of noise than now, and it's still late at night, in the wilderness, and there is no risk.

The only Muggle family living nearby should have gone to sleep, and even if they didn't, the staff of the Ministry of Magic would let them sleep.

He cared more about whose company it was.

The staff nodded.

"Then when did he come up with... come up with this? We didn't have it when we were watching the game?" He stretched out his thick fingers and circled a huge circle, including the buildings in his sight.

The staff member said: "I asked the colleague who stayed behind, and he said—" His tone became hesitant, and he was a little puzzled: "He said it appeared suddenly, and he was on duty, but a building fell from the sky..."

Fudge didn't speak, he looked at it for a while, and waved his hand, "Leave me alone, I'll walk alone." He walked along the promenade, and soon found fans guessing various lantern riddles, some hidden corners It will also explode suddenly, often a box of candy with the name of the future world company written on it, or various small souvenirs, and among them, the most eye-catching thing is a thing called "animation".

It can be seen that as long as the number of children gathered together reaches a certain standard, pictures will be projected one after another in the corridor, which is a bit like a connected comic strip, but it is much more attractive-the plot is coherent and the plot is interesting , even he couldn't help watching it for six or seven minutes until the animation ended.

At the end of the animation, a string of small characters appeared, "This product is under development and will be completed in the next three to five years. Please look forward to it." Then came the company name and address.

Fudge walked forward with complicated moods, and finally reached the end of the corridor - there was a hexagonal open space. Only then did he realize that the place he came from was just an extended corner, a similar corridor There are five more.

People coming and going gathered from different corridors, talking and laughing, holding various small magic lamps in their hands.

"Brother Uriah, can we see Mr. Hemp?" said a lively voice, a young witch with long, radiant golden hair.

The young wizard called 'Big Brother Uria' smiled and said, "I'm not sure, but I'll definitely see him at Hogwarts this year. Bethany, where's your brother?"

The young witch sighed, "Byers and the anagrams are on the line. If you want to get the second magic lamp, don't even think about it. There are 10 people here, and even one person can't do it. How can it be so easy to get it?" the second."

Yuria smiled and said, "I hope he will succeed, so that I can exchange the Thunderbird-shaped magic lamp with him."

Bethany pointed to the clearing, and suddenly a huge fire dragon appeared, it was a black Hungarian Horntail, hideous in shape, fully seventy feet long, and there was a commotion in the crowd.

There was a young witch standing under the fire dragon. Keremi waved her magic wand excitedly, making the Hungarian Horntail alive. It was glowing all over, which is why people didn't run away immediately. They recognized that it was a fake, it should be a huge magic lamp.

The fire dragon flapped its wings, flew up from the ground, and soared in the low sky. People from different positions in the camp raised their heads together. The fire dragon looked like a large light bulb, emitting milky white light all over its body.

"Welcome to the magic lamp exhibition hosted by Future World." Keremi Vera said excitedly.

The Hungarian Horntail spewed out a fan-shaped light, like brilliant fireworks, and the crowd applauded.

"This is an adult dragon?" Outside the tent, Harry asked dumbfounded. He had never seen a dragon. In the first grade, he had seen Hagrid's Norbert, and brought it with Ron and Hermione. Go to the observatory and let Charlie's friend take it away.

"Yes," said Sirius, "if you do, you must stay away."

"How dangerous are they? I know Ron's brother Charlie raises dragons in Romania," Harry asked.

"Danger?" Sirius repeated, seriously: "They can stomp you to death against your spell, or breathe fire to burn you to death, you must know that their flames are all magic flames. Without enough knowledge and expertise Train, don't try to challenge them."

"Could the spell not work on them?" Harry opened his mouth wide.

"How should I put it, if your spell hits the scales, it's probably useless. Even if it's the skin, you have to look at the position and chant the spell continuously towards one place. Of course, you can also use tricks... such as cheating, or attacking weak points. In the end The convenient one is the Eye Sickness Curse, but it requires enough luck."

Next, they saw a fire dragon show.Soon, a second Charmander appeared, a slightly smaller Peruvian Vipertooth with brass-colored scales and a raised black back.

The two fire dragons fought, biting each other, circling and flying into the air.Then all kinds of magical animals appeared on the stage, such as phoenix, chimera, unicorn, flower fairy, horned camel, hippogriff, and long-horned water snake, but people didn't find it. These animals are actually constructed illusions.

Inside the tent of the 'future world' company.

Felix hid inside, constantly manipulating this unique performance, while Lupine sat aside, he asked curiously: "Why are you not at the scene, but handed it over to Vera?"

Felix rolled his eyes, "I signed a non-disclosure agreement, and I can't disclose the items of the competition. It's hard for people to connect me with the fire dragon, and I have to control the scene."

He flicked his finger, and in the "magic sand table", five or six moon idiots quietly appeared.

Lupine choked on his answer, "Many magic lamps in the shape of fire dragons have been sold out, and you pretend you have nothing to do with them?"

Felix explained solemnly: "I just agree with a magic lamp shape that you have designed."

This performance lasted for two hours, longer than the final of the Quidditch World Cup. Finally, Felix was a little tired. He informed Vera that after she announced the end of the performance, the sky was full of magical animals and occupied half of the camp. Little by little, the snowflake-shaped corridor disappeared.

Keremi and Arik ran back, unable to hide their excitement.

"Professor, Arik's leaflets have been sent out. We have prepared [-] leaflets, which are not enough. Many people can only write down the company name first."

"Well, it looks like the company won't be short of orders for a year or two." Felix said, "Remember to attach a brochure of the company's products when delivering the goods, and some products that are still under development can also be put on it. A kind of propaganda."

"I can imagine how busy it's going to be," Clemie said with a sigh.

"You decided to stay, Vera?"

"Of course." Keremi said with a smile, "I kind of look forward to what the company will look like in five or ten years."

……

With the end of the light show, the camp quieted down, and some scattered celebrants sang songs in rough voices, and there were small conflicts from time to time, but for the camp of 10 people, it was nothing.The staff of the Ministry of Magic can solve it quickly.

At three or four o'clock in the morning, there was a slight commotion.

(End of this chapter)