A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 455 Responsibility breeds courage
Professor Marchbane turned the subject very bluntly to her friend on the Experimental Charms Committee, Gilbert Whymple, and she said loudly: "Whymper wants to come! But I've advised him to fix those horns on his head, it's already gone." For some time, I happened to know that Dorothea was at St. Mungo's yesterday, and told him to hurry over...he asked me to bring you the information."

Felix took the file.March class said casually: "There are some questionnaires inside, which evaluate the danger, ease of learning, and potential risks of spells. You only need to hand them over to those students and ask them to fill them out and send them back to the Ministry of Magic's Experimental Spells Committee. .At that time, the Ministry will send someone to inspect it.”

Before leaving, she tentatively asked: "You really don't plan to write your own name? It's possible that a new spell will be named after you!"

"Oh, no, I have trouble naming my name," Felix replied.

Old Vera stopped when he walked to the door, and asked casually in a casual tone: "By the way, those ancient magic text books in the library—"

"Still in the same place, the penultimate row of bookshelves." Felix replied immediately.

Old Vera froze for a moment, waved his hand, and muttered "thank you".

……

Felix walked out of the ancient rune office, thought about what happened just now, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "Stimulate that stubborn old man today, and stimulate again tomorrow, and then we can wait and see what happens, after all, there is Keremi It's all about... I'm such a good person!"

"Professor, professor?" A head poked out from the corridor and stammered.

It's Neville.

"What did you hear?" Felix asked him, smiling.

"You, you're a good person..." Neville replied blankly, and then showed a terrified expression in the next second, covering his mouth desperately.

Felix: "...don't speak out."

Neville looked at the stern-faced professor and nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

"What's the matter? By the way, how are your parents? I heard from St. Mungo's staff that they have been discharged from the hospital."

"Yes, they have recovered." Neville replied hastily, "The director of the Auror office came to visit some time ago, and hoped that they could return to the Auror team and still be the team leader."

"Scrimgeour?" Felix frowned slightly.

"It's him," said Neville, "but Mom and Dad decided to rest for a while. They went abroad for a trip, and by the way, they're doing restorative training...then they'll make a decision when they come back."

Felix nodded slightly, "Sounds good. Alright, Neville, what do you want to say to me, since you're specially ambush in the corridor?"

"I, uh," Neville suddenly stammered again, his face flushed, he swallowed saliva frantically, "I'm - Gudong! I want to ask, is there any magic that can make people brave?"

"Be brave?" Felix looked at him strangely, "What do you want to do?"

"I, I found that my talent has improved and my grades have improved a lot, but I'm still so timid. I don't even dare to speak loudly in front of everyone, for fear of being ridiculed..." Neville said with a sad face, "Still, There's also the Tournament—”

"You also want to participate in the Tournament? Potter and the others can't help themselves."

"No, I mean, these two projects, no matter which one, I don't have the courage to challenge, not even a trace of courage... Whether it's a fire dragon, or a deep lake, as long as I think of these, I can't help but tremble ’ said Neville, through tears.

"So I want to ask, is there any magic that can allow me to block these negative emotions, including other people's evaluation of me?"

Neville looked at Felix expectantly.

Of course, Felix thought, Occlumency is tailor-made for you.But if your goal is to gain courage by shielding your emotions, you're putting the cart before the horse.

"You're asking me too much." Felix looked Neville up and down, making him uncomfortable for a while: "Your idea is really unique...Can you curse?"

"Curse, curse?" Neville looked taken aback.

"Yeah," Felix scratched his chin carelessly, suddenly changed his face, and said darkly: "I curse you, every second of your life after this moment, the insults, slanders, ridicules, resentments, dissatisfaction you hear become the most beautiful compliment in the world..."

"I can't hear harsh advice..."

"Can't hear honest advice..."

"I can't hear the kind ridicule..."

Neville's body turned cold, as if something dirty was wrapped around him, he couldn't help shivering.

"Professor?" Neville said desperately with a sad face, "Did you really curse me? At least ask me..."

Felix looked solemn and said, "You're an idiot."

Neville froze.His eyes widened at first, and he didn't blink until he couldn't bear the dryness and astringency, "I, am I okay? I heard you say I'm an idiot... so I'm not cursed?"

Felix laughed.

Neville's round face couldn't help but tense, Felix patted his shoulder reassuringly, "Do you still remember what happened when you got the invitation card during the selection of warriors?"

"I saw...Hogwarts...England...the ocean...the world and...the starry sky," said Neville.He recalled the shock when he wandered in the vast universe and starry sky. It was a silent contrast, and he could feel his own insignificance without any words.

Thinking about it, his train of thought suddenly went astray, and by the way, he remembered the hurdle he had to pass before - the scene when he stood on the stage and sang to the next row of 'Professor Snape'.It was a nightmare: Snape with rapturous expression, beating the beat; Snape with clenched fists, glaring at him; Snape with black cloak, dead eyes; Come on, Snape trying to get on stage and grab him...

That scene was so shocking that he felt weird when he saw the real Potions professor afterwards. He was afraid that Seamus or Dean next to him would suddenly turn their heads and show a blank face , with a long hooked nose face.

But anyway, he really wasn't too afraid of Potions class.

He heard a snap of his fingers and looked up to see Professor Hemp looking at him. "Sorry, professor, I was distracted..." Nawei said slowly.

Felix showed an understanding expression.

He didn't use Legilimency, thinking that Neville was immersed in the enchanted memory on the invitation card.

"Do you have any plans for the future?" He asked persuasively.

This is just an introduction to the next topic.But Neville actually nodded, "Yes. I want to be a herbalism professor, or an Auror."

"What's the reason?" Felix asked in surprise. Few students thought about this question so early, and they usually didn't realize it until the fifth grade employment counseling.

"I like herbs!" Neville said loudly, then glanced at Felix sheepishly, and muttered under his breath, "I still want to catch little Crouch."

Felix nodded lightly, fully understanding his thoughts—out of the four Death Eaters who used the Cruciatus Curse on the Longbottoms, only Crouch Jr. was at large, and the other three were still squatting in Azkaban. It's on.

When he mentioned Azkaban, he seemed to think of something.Azkaban...Death Eaters...what the hell are they?He tried to catch this ray of light, and the information about Azkaban flashed through his mind——

A small island in the North Sea...not plottable...built in the fifteenth century...the lair of the dark wizard Extis...torturing passing sailors to create dementors...dementors?
Felix blinked. As far as he knew, wizarding prisons were woefully under-guarded because of what he'd done last year.The new dementors need a lot of time to breed and grow. It is estimated that many strikers will be sent there to rotate there in the past few years.

Could this be why the Ministry of Magic is planning to recruit more Aurors and Strikers?Felix wildly speculates, well, at least there is a high probability that Fudge agreed to guard the wizarding prison...

He thought for a few seconds, and it was difficult to find anything valuable or worthy of vigilance.He could only write down this information secretly, and ponder it when he had time.

Felix raised his head and said to Neville, "Professor of Herbology and Auror are both good choices, but they all have one characteristic in common."

"What is it?" Neville asked.He suddenly thought of Roger Davies' feat of subduing the fire dragon by spawning the black thorn seed in the first project.Professor Sprout was thrilled.

Does the professor mean to arm himself with the knowledge learned in herbal medicine class?
"They all need to enlighten others." Felix gave a very different answer.

Neville looked at him hesitantly.He can still understand when the professor is talking to the students, like this moment, but the Aurors...

"Think about it," Felix said solemnly: "If you are a professor, you must face a group of students who are all kinds of lively and lively, or if you are an Auror, take a long-term view and be an Auror. Isn’t it too much for the small captain? Then you have to pay attention to the emotions of your team members at all times, otherwise a slight mistake may cost a person’s life.”

Neville's expression turned serious, and he nodded.He had heard similar things from his parents, and some of his views did coincide with what the professor said...

The professor knows a lot.he thought enviously.

"...So you should also have this ability." Felix finally concluded.

"Uh..." Neville's face started to turn red again, he was really not good at this job, and he had only one thought at the moment: it's over, he can't be a herbal medicine professor or an Auror, but he quickly cheered up and whispered Say, "Shall I try?"

Nodding approvingly, Felix rummaged through the rings before producing a pamphlet. "I happen to have a magic here, you can take it back and have a look... It's the magic attached to the invitation card."

Neville couldn't wait to take it, and then he was a little dumbfounded.It appeared to be a manuscript, except that the corners were glued together with spells, making it look like a book from a distance, but it was not at all.He stared at the handwritten cover, whose name had been redacted twice—

Thinking Cabin Magic Orientation Lite (Special Offer from St. Mungo) (crossed out);
"Magical Studies (Horror? Mystery? Spiritual Pollution?) That Makes People Fall into Predetermined Illusions" (crossed out);
In the end is the surviving name: "Daydream Curse (Cosmic Starry Sky)".

"Oh, I almost forgot!" Felix snatched the booklet from the dazed Neville, took out a few pages, and explained, "These are not for you."

Then he returned the rest of the booklet to Neville, patted him on the shoulder and said: "In the future, if you encounter similar problems, you can try this spell. In addition, you can tell yourself: you will enlighten others in the future, and you can do it yourself." How else can you teach others?"

(End of this chapter)