A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 453
The next day, Felix got up yawning.

He didn't sleep well last night, and after lying in bed for half the night, he suddenly realized a problem: his stall was too big, and many responsibilities that didn't belong to him seemed to come rushing over him, and he still had nothing to do about it , not even too resistant in my heart.

When did it start?Felix was still thinking about it as he brushed his teeth in the mirror.Some people and some things flashed through his mind. In just over two years, he has experienced a lot.

Felix knew very well that Dumbledore had never rejected his puzzle-solving behavior, and even took the initiative to tell him a lot of secret information, which Dumbledore might have never disclosed to anyone before.

At least, Felix had tried, and Severus didn't know the secret of the Horcrux at all.Those who knew—Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Sirius had all been gagged, and even Remus didn't know the truth.

Why would a wise man who keeps secrets and has experienced many storms tell him so easily?The possibility that Felix can think of is that Dumbledore hopes to pull himself against Voldemort.

There's nothing wrong with that.

Felix didn't reject this point. Before he joined the job, he thought that he was strong enough, and the only one who could really put pressure on him was Dumbledore, the remnant spirit of Voldemort like that wandering spirit.Even if Voldemort is resurrected, Hogwarts is safe enough, after all, Dumbledore is there.And he didn't mind making a contribution while being sheltered. If he happened to find out that Voldemort's strength was the same, he would be happy to solve this trouble himself.

But in the past two years, his strength and mentality have undergone tremendous changes.Before joining the job, he relied more on his talent and used his superb spell level to overwhelm others, but in essence, his strength was not much different from those of elite Aurors.At most, he has a few more ancient spells and sixth-level spells than them, as well as some hole cards... But he also has decades more combat experience than him, Felix thought to himself that he would be dizzy if he suffered a few stun spells .

Felix estimated that at that time, he might be able to defeat Moody in his heyday one-on-one (learned during the treatment), but if Moody brought a well-trained Auror team, the result would be hard to say—— Of course, he can use his immature thinking to speed up the instant kill tactics. He has succeeded in the United States, but once the cards fail, the trouble will be big.

Now the situation is completely different.He has perfected the instant kill tactics, and he can move around freely; the magic of the thinking cabin has begun to take shape, and it is not afraid of group attacks; the memory magic is even more advanced, and it is about to be played by him... The patron saint's flying cloak is not very useful. At most, it saves a broomstick; the human-shaped iron armor is not afraid of arrows, but it cannot resist powerful spells... In addition, it also hides bottomless magic text attainments.

Frankly speaking, it is difficult for Felix to have any psychological pressure.Even when he knew that above him, there was a new landscape - let's count it as a "magical creature", or a "legendary" - he seemed very calm.

Running can always run away. In the records of the last war, although rare, some people managed to escape from Voldemort's pursuit.Among them were the Longbottoms, and Felix was invited to visit the Longbottoms' house during the summer vacation of the third grade, and learned about them in detail-not just the memory, but also the analytical thinking of the two Aurors.

He came to a conclusion: In terms of escape skills alone, he was much better than the Longbottoms.

Considering the worst possibility, Dumbledore was defeated by the resurrected Voldemort, and he himself was a little short of fire. Seeing that things could not be done, he retreated, waiting for the opportunity, and waiting for himself to cross the threshold.

Felix has the patience and confidence to go farther than everyone else on the road of magic, but he needs time.

He has always thought very well, calm, rational, and self-disciplined... in line with his usual requirements for himself, but when Felix took the time to stand on the podium of the ancient runes classroom and saw familiar faces, He wasn't quite sure either.

'If one day, someone needs to take over Dumbledore's burden and face what he has faced, what should I do? Felix thought about this heavy question, his eyes swept across the classroom.His eyes stayed in the back row for a while, the corners of his mouth slightly raised and he said:
"There are two more people in our class today, one is Professor Gsilda Marchban from the Wizarding Examinations Authority—"

The little wizards clapped their hands enthusiastically, while turning their heads to look at the small, hunchbacked witch in the last row. This witch with so many wrinkles on her face could make ants lose their way was waving:
"We have a lot to talk about! However, I think it's more important to have class!" shouted the little Maggie class with great enthusiasm.

While clapping his hands, Ron looked vigorously into the back row: "She is our chief examiner for next year, isn't she, isn't she?"

Harry also stared at Professor Marchban, but he also looked at the half-bald old man next to her. Although it was not that exaggerated, the figure of the old man did resemble Uncle Fernon.Especially when he was silent and staring with a pair of bull eyes, the two were exactly the same.

Harry was terrified that the man would suddenly jump up and mutter something unintelligible to anyone, just like Uncle Vernon, when he was very angry, couldn't even complete a complete sentence.

Hermione seemed to want to make a good impression, sitting upright, even though her eyes were about to fly into her eyebrows.And next to her, Neville was sitting red-faced. He hadn't recovered from the shock before the class - Professor Marchban was friends with Neville's grandmother, so he knew him naturally. Before the class, she asked Neville loudly What's going on with his grandmother and his parents, March class keeps telling Neville to "speak up!" As a result, her voice gets louder and Neville's voice gets quieter.

"The other is Mr. Vera, the vice president of the Ancient Rune Association." Felix waited for the applause to subside before continuing. The old man snorted, which was regarded as a greeting.

This time the applause was much sparser, and the students exchanged puzzled looks——

"What is the Ancient Rune Association?"

"An organization?"

"Why have you never heard of it?"

"Maybe it's a private club, formed by a group of ancient rune lovers...similar to the Gobstone Club in school."

"There is still this club in the school?"

"I can assure you, absolutely!"

……

Felix unhurriedly took out the textbook, and said happily: "We will continue to study today, and this part of knowledge may appear in the OWLs exam..."

(End of this chapter)