A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 360 What is a Warrior
Felix, Flitwick, Sprout, Snape, and Moody stood together, and Moody, leaning on a long cane, was talking loudly to Flitwick.

"It's a pity that Minerva didn't come, she's the only one short of the four deans," said Flitwick.

"It's not necessary, Professor Flitwick." Moody said in a deep voice, "We have discussed in advance, and we are here today just to join in the fun. I also want to see the performance of these students..."

"Minerva is going to preside over the meeting. Lupine came here this morning, as well as representatives of the school board. Important people from the school must be present." Felix understood the reason and replied succinctly.

"Is it a magic lamp?" Moody asked, and his magic eye turned to Felix, "I've heard of the name of Future World Company, and the "Daily Prophet" has interviewed almost everyone in Diagon Alley. people, ask them what they think of this building that popped up."

Sprout said: "Yeah, I have seen it too, and there is also the light show at the Quidditch World Cup, but it seems that the unexpected parade has taken away the attention. I wonder if it has been affected?"

"Actually, it's not a big problem. Remus also complained to me that there were too many orders and he couldn't make it through. He had to recruit more people urgently." Felix said with a smile. He was still very satisfied with the development of Future World Company.

The professors were talking to each other, and Snape on the side was silent, and looked far more silent than usual. He was wearing a black robe, with his arms folded in front of him, wandering away from them.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the crowd was dark and dense. Some students sat on the slope far away, spread out a blanket, and took out all kinds of food, as if they were here for a picnic, looking around leisurely.

Felix looked at several professors, "It's almost time, can we start now? How about—"

"We're here to watch the fun," Flitwick said sharply, "Dumbledore assigned you to be in charge of the training of the warriors. Your thinking stone basin is the most suitable tool. I can't wait to keep myself But I am not as good as Dumbledore, and I am going to keep the memory of the year I won the duel champion..."

In the faculty lounge, Professor McGonagall organized several meetings to discuss the selection and training of warrior candidates. In order to make Dumbledore's assignment of Felix justifiable, McGonagall took out a thinking stone basin to convince everyone Professor, but she still remembered the headmaster's admonition, and only briefly explained its usefulness. Later, Flitwick took the initiative to find Felix, asked for the details, and readily agreed to provide a memory.

Except for Dumbledore, McGonagall, Flitwick, and Felix himself, no other professors did this. This actually shows that everyone attaches great importance to their own memories. Dumbledore's worries before were not unreasonable. He I don't want to make it a coercion.

Felix bowed slightly, walked to the front, and pointed at himself with his wand. His voice spread far away, as if speaking into the students' ears, and everyone could hear him clearly.

"You should see the content on the bulletin board. Today we are not selecting warriors - that is the task of the Goblet of Fire. What we have to do is to select a group of potential students for special training. Most likely, the last warriors It is from these people. Even if they are not, they will also serve as student representatives, receive teachers and students from the four participating schools, and participate in exchange activities."

Felix twirled his wand nonchalantly. "So, what is potential, what counts as a warrior?"

"The sorting hat can sort students into four houses based on a person's most outstanding characteristics. You may think, if only there was a 'warrior hat'..."

The students below laughed softly.

"...You may also think that I will pick the most powerful student. This will require you to fight, at least let you show off your good magic. But I must remind you that the competition The duration is extremely long, which means that latecomers can catch up, and pioneers may fall behind at any time.

Strength is not the only criterion for measurement, otherwise what you do today will be meaningless. "

Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other, and they were still guessing when they came, whether their spells were stronger than theirs, but this actually couldn't form a unified standard.Harry was the best at Disarming Charms, but even he knew the professors wouldn't just consider that as a factor.

But the professor's words were very different from what they thought, as if he didn't care about their abilities at all, which made Harry a little disappointed.

"... Several of our professors reviewed a lot of data, analyzed past events, and came to some conclusions. One of them can be shared with you, that is, warriors often face the most difficult difficulties, even far A test far beyond their own ability, in that case, a slight difference in strength is not that important."

"The one who wins the championship is not always the strongest. You will find that there are more invisible obstacles blocking your way to victory... So, I made a small suggestion, starting from the definition of the warrior itself." Felix stopped what he was doing, his eyes flickered sharply, "We're back to the question from the beginning, what counts as a warrior?"

He took a few steps and looked at the crowd with a sense of oppression. When Felix asked this question again, the students felt heavy in their hearts.

"Warriors don't represent individuals, not a school, but a unified name given by outsiders-Hogwarts students. During the summer vacation, I went to Egypt and met a local witch. I don't know I would ask which house she was from, because in my eyes, she was the wizard of Ouagadou."

The expressions of the little wizards involuntarily became serious, straightened their chests, and the candy that a freshman handed to their mouths was hanging in the air. They looked around and put it down.Luna clapped her hands and shook the hat in her hand vigorously.

"Since the warriors are fighting for honor on behalf of Hogwarts, I think they should have some unifying characteristics—"

"Brave and fearless, with extraordinary courage;"

"Knowledgeable and intelligent;"

"Honesty, loyalty, fortitude and integrity;"

"Aim firm, stay calm."

Felix smiled lightly, "Of course, the above is just a good wish. We are lucky enough to get one or two words." Unknowingly, he held a suspicious ball in his hand. black mist.

He pointed his wand at the black mist, and let it rise lightly, like a black lantern.When it flew high in the sky, close to the ceiling, the black mist fell like a cannonball, dragged a long black smoke, hit the ground, and spread.The little wizards hurriedly avoided, but found that the black mist did not extend indefinitely. When it swelled to more than ten feet, it stopped expanding and twisted to become a looming door, hanging in the air, six feet above the ground. Seven feet, shrouded in black mist.

Under the black gate, there are seven steps extending out. The surface of the steps is as smooth as a black mirror, and they are connected to the ground step by step.

"Go in, come out again, get the invitation card, and you will be selected." Felix said calmly. He looked at Moody, who was on crutches, and several professors next to him, and said with a smile: "We still have Let’s leave it to the students here, have a cup of tea together, and discuss the next training by the way.”

They didn't have any complaints, and they came here today to get together to express the importance of the school.The selection criteria had been determined in the previous discussion, so Professor McGonagall did not show up to deal with more important matters.

They took a few steps, "By the way," Felix stopped, and said thoughtfully, "I seem to have forgotten to add an age limit. Students in other grades don't really need to..."

"Don't be so troublesome! Professor Haipu," Moody said hoarsely, while clenching the crutch in his hand: "The more it is forbidden, the more people will try it. This is my experience this week!"

His false eye rolled, retracted into its socket, pointed back with a thumbs up, and the Weasley twins were peering up at the black door, only a few steps away, and one of them seemed to want to feel the steps above. .

The other Weasley noticed that the professors turned their heads, and quickly gave him a hand, and they both showed identical smiles.

"You want to test the hearts of the students. This is a good move. But instead of setting restrictions and making them unconvinced, it's better to try one by one, and you can recognize how much you can do."

He tapped his cane hard, and said in a strong tone: "Not everyone can become a warrior."

Felix looked at Moody, his eyes paused slightly on him, and he said kindly: "You are right, Professor Moody."

They left together, and the students at the scene looked at the professor, watching them open the door of classroom No. [-] and walk out one by one, and the door closed with a "bang".

After a few seconds of silence, the students exploded, staring at the black gate hanging in mid-air and shrouded in black mist. The seven smooth steps extending upward seemed to have a strange charm, attracting all their attention.

"Gudong!"

Harry swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

(End of this chapter)