A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 432 A Short Victory

Coming out of Flitwick's office, Felix found a chance to be alone with Snape.

"So... Barty Crouch Jr. wasn't going to poison us all in secret?" Felix asked. He actually wanted to know what kind of magic Barty Crouch Jr. made in the chamber medicine.

"Then he must be careful enough to avoid hundreds of eyes in the kitchen." Snape said with narrowed eyes. The blood of horned beasts and a variety of highly poisonous materials, as well as an unknown species of snake venom."

"Sounds like a curse?"

"Almost, the process is extremely painful, but the effect is obvious." Snape said, opening the office door.His office, unchanged, is dimly lit, and the shelves along the walls are filled with glass specimen jars.

Felix thought of Voldemort's groans he had heard in Crouch's old house, and he almost understood the statement.He looked around and said dissatisfiedly: "I remember I gave you a magic lamp..."

"A qualified pharmacist won't easily change his life," Snape said calmly, his eyes flicking to the row of large and small jars by the wall, "and there is a sentence you didn't write in the product description, magic The light from the lamp has an effect on some dark creatures."

Felix thought for a while, and it was true. The principle of the magic lamp is to solidify a lighting technique and then release it slowly, and the lighting technique has the effect of breaking the fog and driving away dark creatures.

But this kind of additional effect is not strong, even the lowest level of Yin Corpse can't hurt.

"Remus is all right," Felix said.

Snape gave a "tsk" and said slowly: "It's different from werewolves - potion ingredients are very delicate and need to be stored with special spells to prevent the loss of magic power. I remember I talked about these things in class ?”

"A person's energy is limited, and I happen to know you and Belby, so naturally I don't plan to spend too much time on potions. For me, it is enough to know some necessary knowledge, such as how to detoxify." Felix He said tactfully, "Why don't we talk about ancient runes?"

Snape glared at him. "I put the magic lamp in the bedroom."

Felix shrugged, and found half a bucket of gray slime in a suspicious corner of the office, sealed by a transparent cover, he leaned down and looked at it: "Is this collected from snails?"

"It's slightly corrosive, and I haven't found a good way to eliminate it yet." Snape said softly.

Felix blinked, "How about lighting?"

Snape stared, seeming to realize this possibility, he stood where he was and said dryly: "It's...not impossible...it's worth a try..."

Soon, he was taking a few drops of slime from the bucket.When he lifted the lid, the strong smell of rotten fish and rotten shrimp filled the whole room instantly. Felix immediately put a layer of Iron Armor Curse on himself. He had already used this spell to replace the Bubble Curse.

"Need help?" He asked dully through the magic, Snape's face was pale, but his fingers were very steady.

"No," Snape said out of his throat, only to smell a scent, his complexion became even worse, and his throat couldn't stop moving.He quickly closed the lid and magically resealed it, and Felix coordinated a whirlwind out of thin air, throwing the stale air into the office corridor.

Hopefully no little wizard who just had a meal will pass by.

Snape held his breath, transferred the wet goo into a small glass vial, quickly put the stopper back on, and when he was done, he took a deep breath.

On the other side, Felix was already holding a ball of light the size of a ping-pong ball on the palm of his hand. Except for a light white halo on the surface, it did not emit any light. It looked like a luminous glass ball.

Snape commanded the small glass bottle to float over, while Felix controlled the ball of light to approach, and the ball of light got into the bottle effortlessly, and then he quickly cast a spell on the outer wall of the glass bottle to prevent the ball of light from spilling out.

Without the constraints of Felix, the light sphere completely expanded, filling the entire space in the bottle——

"It doesn't seem to have any effect." After a long time, Snape said uncertainly.

"The light of the lighting technique is very gentle, even if it is released close to the face, it will at most cause some dizziness and dazzled eyes, and will not damage the eyes." Felix explained.

He had already sat back on the sofa, leisurely picked up a book, and flipped through it casually: "Wait, let the magic work slowly, sometimes the process of infiltrating the material with magic power may last for several months. "

Snape stared at the small glass bottle in his hand for a long time, his eyes suddenly flashed.

Felix was taken aback, thinking he was about to say something brilliantly mean, but Snape just said impatiently, "Let's try a few more times! Use different conditions and compare them to each other."

"Oh..." Felix dragged his voice, he didn't want to see that slimy stuff anymore. "Wait a moment," he muttered, and took out a Ouroboros ring from the ring. Under Snape's strange gaze, a dozen orbs emitting a hazy white light appeared in front of him in a short while.

Then, the Ouroboros Ring in his hand suddenly moved. The little snake twisted its body, swallowed the balls of light one by one, then turned back, hovered in Felix's palm, and turned into a a ring.

He handed the Ouroboros Ring to Snape, "It can store ancient runes, of course, because its material can effectively isolate the magic power and greatly reduce the overflow of magic power itself...so it can also be used to store Illuminati."

Snape took it over and sized it up slightly, "Basilisk scales?"

Felix nodded.

……

When he returned to the office, Sniffing Varun pounced on him immediately, grabbing his clothes and was about to climb up, but it stopped abruptly.

It withdrew its two little hands and twitched its nose slightly.The small face immediately wrinkled, and the small black eyes looked at him accusingly.

Felix was stunned for a moment, then smelled the clothes on his body, "Does it smell?"

Varun nodded sharply, making a retching motion.

"It might be the smell of the mucus of snail larvae," Felix guessed. "Your nose is really good. I've covered it with a human-shaped iron armor spell, so you can still smell it..."

Warren looked at him triumphantly.

Felix cleaned himself up a few times, and Varun moved over step by step, sniffed tentatively, and threw himself into his arms after confirming that there was no such unpleasant smell.

At this time, Felix was hugging Valen while thinking, such a sensitive nose of Xixiu should not be wasted, should we add some 'extracurricular practice' to the normal literacy courses?
At least learning to recognize the smell of common poisons certainly wouldn't hurt.

In the evening, Harry came over to learn Occlumency.

During the few days of the Christmas holiday, Felix systematically explained the skills of Occlumency, which left Harry confused and bewildered.In the end Felix had to let him continue reading the spellbook.

Harry came every two days, and sometimes ran into Hermione, but in the fourth grade, Hermione didn't come every week. Her accomplishments in ancient runes far surpassed that of Felix. Anyone in Sri Lanka.

With her current level, even if she stagnates, it is more than enough to be a professor after graduation.So Felix is ​​just assigning tasks now, answering questions for his assistant from time to time.

Harry turned to the fifth page of the magic book and stared at the portrait of the wizard with a disgusted expression on his face. He was no stranger to this picture - he saw it when he was flipping through the materials in the restricted area. This wizard was originally a The cover of this banned book, Ron thought he looked like Draco Malfoy at the time.

But this time it feels completely different.In a trance, Harry found that the wizard's face seemed to have changed into his own, and he was being tortured instead of the wizard... He breathed heavily on the wizard's body, and immediately felt his skin was hit by a hurricane.

Harry held his breath, his face flushed, and he kept reminding himself that it was all Professor Happe's magic, he was really good at it...

Harry knew perfectly well that his body was unharmed, but his brain was flooded with the exact opposite emotion.

Can't go on anymore... I have to stop this feeling or I'm going to go crazy...Let me think about what is the most basic method of Occlumency, calm down, empty the brain... Ph... Ph... It was so difficult, Harry felt as if he had been thrown into a nest of snails, densely packed snail larvae were crawling all over his body, and sparks were sprayed from their tails, making him itchy and painful...

I'm going to empty my mind... empty my brain...

But why!Harry thought angrily, a sudden strong anger welled up in his heart, this anger broke through the shackles of the magic, he saw his surroundings clearly - he didn't know when he stood up, the spell book fell at his feet, he He was panting heavily.

Professor Haipu's voice sounded from the chair behind the desk:
"If you can make good use of it, anger is also a good way. But obviously, anger is not an emotion that can be maintained for a long time, and people are not powder kegs, so it is impossible to lose your temper anytime and anywhere, but... well done, this time it counts You pass."

Harry didn't take much comfort from that, and asked dejectedly, "Am I a sucker?"

Felix looked at him very understandingly: "Occlumency is an extremely difficult spell. Many wizards will never be able to learn it in their lifetime. The best way to learn it is to let your brain experience the feeling of being 'invaded' again and again. Of course, The speed of this is difficult to grasp, and I happen to have some experience..."

Of course, Harry didn't know that the "experience" in the professor's mouth refers to invading other people's brains. This experience came from Felix's one-year travel alone. With the "help" of many dark wizards, he struggled to master the magic of the thinking cabin prototype.

But now it seems that all the efforts are worthwhile, this magic has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Harry could only take Felix's words as truth. He sat down and thought about it, and decided to play a game of exploding cards with Varen to ease his tension, but when he found out that he had lost to Varen, His mood worsened.

This caused him to return to the lounge with a grim look on his face.

"Is that book really that scary?" Ron asked quietly, sneaking a bottle of Butterbeer to Harry. "The last time Fred and George went to Hogsmeade's stock, they wanted me for five Sickles!"

"Yeah, the Three Broomsticks only cost two Sickles," said Harry dully, not feeling well for Ron at the moment.He took a sip of the butterbeer, the thick foam lifted his spirits, and he felt alive again from the inside out.

"Talk about that book, Harry," urged Ron, looking him in the eye.

"Well...you need to face a lot of bad emotions, and you have to try your best to prevent them from affecting you...in short, it's terrible, the professor said, if I can read the whole book in one sitting, it means that I have an introduction to Occlumency Now, and that's quite a feat," said Harry staccato, taking the opportunity to finish his butterbeer.

He looked at the empty bottle with some regret and wondered if he was looking for Fred and George. If he could drink a bottle of warm butterbeer after every practice, it wouldn't be so difficult.
"The professor is right," said Hermione, looking up from a large book, "I've read its theory, and even those who have mastered Occlumency may not necessarily be able to tell themselves How they learned it, they are generally passive learners.”

"Passive learning?" Ron looked at her puzzled.

"Invaded," Harry said, and he relayed to Ron what the professor had told him, "The best way to learn is to let your brain experience the feeling of being 'invaded' over and over again." He thought for a while, and then Added: "I guess it's to sharpen the brain."

Ron's enthusiasm had visibly faded.

"You want to learn this?" Harry asked, not quite understanding the idea.Ron laughed dryly, and said falteringly, "Isn't this magic difficult? I thought, if I learn it..."

"It will be very face-saving to say it." Hermione helped him complete the unfinished meaning of the sentence.

"Actually, there is a simple method. The professor mentioned it to me...remember my dementor doll? The professor said that it is equivalent to a simple magic book. If you want to try it, I can lend it to you." Harry suggested that the doll was now locked under the box.

Ron was quite moved, but he gave up after thinking for a long time. He lay on the table and muttered: "I'd better study the magic to be used in the second project. Do you think I should learn the Bubble Curse first or the magic spell?" From the curse?"

"The Bubble Curse is for the upper grades," Hermione reminded him.

"But the Iron Armor Curse is not easy. I haven't even met the entry requirements." Ron groaned, "I think I will be drowned, Harry, and I will be the first warrior to be eliminated."

"Don't think so," Fred's voice suddenly appeared, and he sat down next to Ron, and said with a smile, "Think about it, maybe Ilvermorny is at the bottom again this time."

"I suggest that you better practice swimming, otherwise it will be too embarrassing if you don't have the strength to swim halfway." George grinned.

"You reminded me," said Hermione, "I'm only concerned with the magic part." She took out a small notebook from her bag and wrote down George's words, which Harry knew were Hermione's preparations for the second project. So far, half of the plan has been written, and he and Ron have never had the courage to find out what was written on it.

At this moment, Ron suddenly raised his head, seemed to think of something, and looked at Fred and George blankly.

"Do you know the head-bubble spell?" Ron asked bluntly.

"Oh...Of course, this is the magic that must be mastered for pranks. We have suffered a lot in the past..." Fred said with emotion.

"Teach me," said Ron.

"What?" Fred and George looked at each other.

"Teach me the Bubble Curse," Ron repeated.

Fred and George looked at each other, and Fred said, "Listen, we're busy with a dozen products waiting to be perfected—"

"Well," said Ron briskly, and muttered in a voice that everyone could hear: "I haven't written home for a long time, Mum must be worried about me, and she may have a head-cure to give I have some pointers..."

Fred and George stared at Ron as if they knew him all over again.

There was a quick exchange of opinions between the two men, and after a while—Fred said in a huff: "Well, you win, little Ronnie."

Ron smiled triumphantly.

When the two of them left, Ron still hadn't recovered from the joy of victory, and he said excitedly, "I've wanted to do this for a long time."

"You mean...?" Harry said slowly, with a bad feeling in his mind.

"Beat them once!" said Ron loudly.

Harry fell silent. He didn't think it was a good idea to force someone to help with training.Regarding this point, he was deeply aware of this when he was undergoing special training—Professor Haipu was already friendly enough, but he still felt that life was difficult. If Snape taught him instead, he couldn't imagine what he would encounter.

He had a hunch that Fred and George would come up with all sorts of weird ways to deal with Ron, and the most important thing was that it was Ron himself who sent them to their door.

But seeing Ron's satisfied expression, Harry decided to tell him his worries later.

In the middle of the night, when Harry was tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep, his ears filled with the snoring of Ron and Neville, he thought it would be good to let Ron try it, and he just used this time to come up with ideas in advance. To comfort him...

　Uh, the update was late, and I added some content, pretending to update two chapters (dog head).

　　
　
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