A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 430 Possibility of Secularization of Potion
Followed by a long list of 'such as'.

Felix estimates that as long as he is a normal person, he will definitely be moved by one or two of the above-mentioned contents, provided that it can really be realized.

Below the leaflet is a crude map.

The curiosity in Felix's heart became heavier. The person who handed him the flyer was obviously an ordinary person, but it was a coincidence or a coincidence that he came straight to him?He felt that it was more likely to be doing mysterious things in the name of magic. As for what it was, he decided to take a look.

Felix walked through the remote streets according to the instructions on the leaflet. This hand-drawn map is very 'characteristic', with hidden marks drawn on the corners of each street corner, which requires some thought.

Felix stood in front of a wall, staring at the graffiti on it, looked at it for a while with the help of a dim street light, and then turned to the left following the guidance of the big mouse holding a vertical sign on the graffiti.

There are no lights here, the shops on both sides of the street are dilapidated, and a lot of discarded garbage is piled up on the corner of the street. The only light that is on is constantly flickering. With the whimpering cold wind, it feels like a horror movie shooting scene .

But if Felix wanted to, he could construct the most realistic horror, and vice versa.

"There were three people looking at me in the dark along the way, there was no trace of magic, and the bad feeling in my emotions wasn't too strong... just for money? Felix walked slowly. Since it had nothing to do with magic, nor was it a dark wizard fishing, his interest in the end of the road quickly diminished, and he stopped from time to time to admire the graffiti on the walls along the way.

If you have to describe it, this is the necrotic tissue in the city of London, forgotten by the city hall, ignored in several plans, and finally became a paradise for wild cats and dogs, and it is also the most popular place for those 'rebellious young people'. favorite place.

After a few minutes.

Felix pushed open a dilapidated door and walked in. The simple map on the flyer had long been useless. The reason why he found this place was firstly because of the movement of people here, and secondly because the painting on the doorway looked exquisite. magic circle.

Looking at the window at the door and the mottled signboard, it should have been a clothing store before.But the sign says 'House of Magic' in graffiti style font.

Felix had a bad premonition that no wizarding group would do such a thing, and this place was more like something invented and imagined by some occultists on the street.

You won't be deceived...

At this time, two burly men walked towards him, and it seemed that they were the type who were better at communicating with fists. Felix sighed, and silver lights flashed in his eyes, "Bang!" "Bang!" , They slammed heavily on the ground without saying a word.

After a few more minutes, the few people who rushed over to help did not run away.

Felix searched the abandoned hut. The thick layer of dust accumulated in the house indicated that the original owner had been away for a long time.His expression was rather disappointed.

"A gang of robbers . . . and perhaps kidnapping and extortion?"

This was the kind of information Felix was getting from these people's heads, and it was a huge disappointment, especially when he knew the leaflets came from a nearby dumpster, which was a double blow.

The truth of the matter is outrageous——

This used to be a secret base of a community of occultists. It may have been disbanded due to the coming of winter or other reasons. Familiar words were found on the list (drowsy, fluttering, I didn’t know where I was when I woke up...), and agreed that this description was very consistent with the effect of taking some 'analgesic', so they put this sentence Mark the key points as a tacit signal on the street to attract people in need to take the bait.

Including when Felix had a conversation with the addict, he got this kind of hint.It's a pity that Felix didn't notice it at all, but was attracted by the word "magic" on the flyer, so this group of people was out of luck.

"Fortunately, I was excited when I saw the two occult symbols at the door." Felix said dissatisfiedly, feeling that he was completely wasting his time, he should be in the warm office of Hogwarts now.

"What is the emergency number... 999?"

Felix suddenly heard footsteps appearing from a distance and stopped outside the door.

"Is anyone there?" a young voice asked.

Felix blinked, opened the door a narrow gap, and lowered his head to meet a pair of gray eyes.The owner of the eyes held the leaflet in one hand and a stick in the other, and looked at him flinchingly.

Judging simply by his clothes, Felix guessed that this person was not in the same group as the previous gangsters—even in the eyes of the other party, he looked even more terrifying, as could be seen from the trembling hand.

"Is something wrong?" Felix murmured from his throat.

He wanted to get rid of the person in front of him as soon as possible, and then make an anonymous call to the police... Well, maybe it can be delayed until tomorrow morning, I heard that sleeping on the floor is good for the waist.

"Hello, is this the House of Magic?" The visitor asked cautiously, shaking the leaflet in his hand with a trembling hand. When Felix shifted his eyes from the leaflet to the wooden stick, The hand holding the stick disappeared in front of him immediately, and unless Felix poked his head out, he would certainly not be able to see it through the wall.

The visitor smiled awkwardly.

"What's the matter with you?" Felix asked again with a dark face and raised his voice.

"I, uh... I saw a leaflet, which said that one of the wishes of the members can be fulfilled..."

Felix was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at the ruins in the house and the fugitive who was sleeping on the ground like a dead pig, and said sincerely, "You are so lucky."

"So, is it true?" said the joyful voice.

Felix saw a pair of eyes full of hope, he smacked his lips, and his attitude became a little more serious: "So? I suggest you finish the sentence at once..."

A trembling hand was held in front of his eyes. "I...I practice the piano, because my hand was injured in an accident, I hope to play the piano again."

Felix looked at the uninvited guest in front of him. He was sentenced to death by science, so he turned to the occult for help, or put his hope in it?
To be honest, he didn't think it was a smart move.Most wizards will consciously abide by the law of secrecy and rarely deal with ordinary people.Among the few unscrupulous exceptions, dark wizards accounted for the majority.

But this sudden visitor keeps things interesting and may turn out to be a day to remember.thought Felix.

So he said: "It's not impossible to realize your idea... But magic, you should be able to guess, is expensive..." He deliberately said in an obvious philistine tone.

"I have brought the money," the man said hastily, and in order not to look like he was being taken advantage of, he added cautiously, "I only brought a third of it. If you can really grant my... wish, I'll pay you the rest."

"Money is useless to me. To a wizard, many things are more important than money. You have—" Felix said in a low voice.

"You want my eyes!?"

Felix rolled his eyes, "I hate these kinds of horror stories, full of groundless conjectures... I have one myself, and I have one more than you." He suddenly grinned, and pointed at his forehead Pointing, a blue light bloomed from the middle of the forehead, and one eye slowly opened amidst the layers of blue halo.

"what--!"

To Felix's surprise, after the scream, the uninvited guest's eyes widened, and he didn't intend to escape at all. Instead, he kept asking excitedly, "What price do I need to pay, soul? Health? Appearance? Lifespan? ?”

"I'm not familiar with demons," Felix murmured. He hesitated and said, "Come in."

He turned around, and a layer of bright silver light silently covered the entire room.The ruins in the room and the piles of fugitives disappeared before his eyes. The dusty floor turned into a red carpet, and broken stones and glass shards flew to the ceiling and turned into small orange lights. It turned into a green potted plant and was piled up in the corner.

The dilapidated chair seems to have been repainted, the back of the chair is constantly stretched and raised, and two pieces of clothes are quickly wrapped around the chair, turning into two armrests. Color Arch Bridge...

When a strange visitor comes in, what he sees is a small concert hall with a piano standing in the center.Opposite the piano is the auditorium with only one seat, occupying the best position.

"Is this, uh, wizards also like to listen to music?"

"Ha!" Felix laughed and sat on that chair—a black cloak was suddenly added to his body. The room was brightly lit but his face could not be seen clearly, and two streaks of silver appeared from the hood. Light, Felix said in a low, husky voice, "Are you ready to make a deal with the wizard?"

"What do you need, Mister Wizard?"

"A memory, your best memory."

The man was stunned, and said hesitantly: "I don't even know what the best memory is. In the past six months, there is only pain..."

"It's okay, your heart will tell me the answer. So...a deal?" Felix said, thinking in his heart that he should prepare a pair of bat wings and an arrow-shaped tail in advance.

But thinking about the wings...

Felix suddenly wandered into the sky, and he thought of a good idea, maybe he could create a brand new flying magic creation, a set of flying wings.He always felt that the posture of sitting on the broom was a bit stupid, um, don't worry, I'll tell Remus after I go back and think it over.

"... Mister Wizard? Do I need to sign something?"

"What did you say?"

"It's like a contract, devil... I mean, the kind signed by wizards and ordinary people."

"No need, am I still afraid that you will renege on your debt?" Felix leaned back in the chair and said casually.

……

The crisp piano sounds, the first few notes are still a bit jerky, this is the influence of the injured hand, but soon, the melody becomes coherent, melodious, Felix half-closed his eyes, and tapped lightly the beat.It didn't take long for him to frown, and the style of the tune in front of him suddenly changed beyond recognition. This feeling is like the cold and sad moonlight suddenly turning into a high-pitched and passionate charge song. It has become a gurgling stream, a low and solemn forest horn...

This is no longer music, but noise.

But this "contractor" played very happily, especially after realizing what is the happiest memory, he has put all his heart into the music, because after tonight, he will lose this happiness forever... …

Felix felt pure luminous joy. The ability he got from the dementor allowed him to easily detect and distinguish these emotions. It seemed that a golden vortex was formed in the yard, expanding outward continuously. Felix pulled out his wand , rotating gently, collecting some overflowing emotions.

When magic and this precious emotion mix, a drop of golden liquid is formed.

His fingertips danced to the beat of the keys, until the moon was covered by clouds and mist, and the whimpering wind interrupted the sound.

"Have a cup of tea, your hands are shaking from the cold." Felix said, a cup floated unsteadily in front of the piano, and the liquid in the cup danced with golden ripples.

"It's not frozen, it's just like this... What kind of tea is this, it tastes strange?"

Felix stood up and straightened his back, "Your music is unforgettable, and I hope to have the opportunity to see your official performance. Then... The House of Magic will say goodbye to you. I wish you a happy day. He waved his hand, and the person opposite seemed to have no weight, and flew out of the room lightly.

With a "bang", the door closed tightly.

"Oh, Mr. Wizard, you know that's impossible... Mr. Wizard? You haven't been paid yet, where can I find you... God, why is the house gone! Did you do it, Mr. Wizard..."

The next morning.

The hut, which was full of miracles at night, was besieged tightly, and two policemen led out a bunch of fugitives. They lay down on the cold ground all night with sick faces.

In the crowd, a head kept jumping and looking inside.

"What's the matter? Have you been arrested, wizard first—huh? Who are they!"

Someone who came earlier said: "It is said that they are a very cunning group of fugitives. They were running around in Surrey before and committed crimes. I heard that they were discovered by a young man who came to graffiti early in the morning and secretly called the police."

"That's how it is..." The man was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand, constantly showing off, "Uncle, look at my hands, are they still shaking?"

"Are you looking after me?"

"Oh, sorry, I'm just so happy!"

……

Hogwarts, in the ancient rune office, Felix and Lupine are talking through the sound mirror.

"On these two things, one is flying wings, flying wings, you can name them whatever you want, I will make a sample in the near future, you can see how to improve and simplify;"

"The second thing is to study the secularization of potions. There is no rush, just sort out a list of available potions for the time being."

"Secularization?"

"It's a potion that can be used on ordinary people."

(End of this chapter)