A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 519
At the dinner table, the conversation between Felix and Sirius continued——

"As long as Kingsley agrees, he is the organizer in name." Felix whispered.

"I'll talk to him, but he probably won't be here until tomorrow morning, you know, as a Ministry of Magic Auror," Sirius said, spitting out a chicken bone.

The relationship between the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic is interesting.The two are independent of each other, yet they are inextricably linked. Many members of the Order of the Phoenix are also officials of the Ministry of Magic.

Amelia Bones knew this well, but had no intention of doing anything about it.

On the one hand, it is out of respect for Dumbledore, on the other hand, it also has a more positive practical significance.The Ministry of Magic has a complex staff, and many wizards can establish relationships with pure-blood families after a few detours. It is not an exaggeration to say that the Ministry of Magic is a sieve.

The anti-thief waterfall can only wash away the spell, but it cannot probe the heart.

For some important tasks - such as guarding the Hogwarts express train, Ms. Bones must carefully select the participants in addition to keeping the secrets strictly in order to prevent leaks.

And in terms of keeping secrets, the Order of the Phoenix has a natural advantage.

After dinner, Felix estimated the time and picked Hermione up from her house.

"I have placed magic near your house," Felix said, "similar to Zongsi's effect-when someone casts a spell nearby, I will get the news immediately. And the current situation is not so serious. Voldemort is adopting a shrinking strategy, You don't have to worry about the safety of your family."

"I understand." Hermione nodded lightly, but there was still an indelible sadness hidden in her brows.

"You seem to have something on your mind, Miss Granger." Felix pointed to a bench under a lush plane tree, "Why don't you sit over there, I was resting there at the time." When the Department of Mysteries came out, Hermione had no trouble seeing what he meant.

"professor--"

At this time, the two sat on the bench, looking at the people passing by and walking in the Muggle community from time to time.

Felix turned his head slightly, facing Hermione's direction, gazing at the beautiful sunset.

"Can wizards and Muggles really not coexist?" Hermione asked hesitantly.

"What do you think?" Felix said mildly.

"I think," Hermione held back for a moment, and then began to speak eloquently, as if these words had been held back for a long time in her heart and drafted several times, "Of course I hope the two can coexist, after all I Between them, I mean my origins. However, I read in the book - well, similar assignments in History of Magic class - that wizards and Muggles have historically been separated, but it turned out that It's not beautiful, they are hostile to each other, and many conflicts broke out, and the vigorous witch hunt in the [-]th century is just the epitome of this background."

"That's right," Felix agreed.

"Also, many wizards choose to stay away from the crowd. The explanation in the book is to not violate the "Secrecy Act", but in fact this phenomenon existed long before the "Secrecy Act" was implemented. There is also a saying that wizards cannot see Muggles, can't stand the smell of them, but—"

"Sounds like the self-consolation of a loser?" Felix smiled unconsciously.

Hermione hesitated for a moment, then nodded imperceptibly, "But shouldn't wizards have the upper hand? After all, they have magic?"

"Well, this question is more complicated. I'll try to explain it. You can look at the social structure of wizards. A mature wizard is equivalent to a miniature society. He can use magic to meet most of his needs. This leads to— —Wizards are far less connected than ordinary people, in other words, it is difficult for you to organize them and work for a common goal. As far as I know, the last person who did it was still imprisoned in Nurmengard."

"Gellert Grindelwald?" Hermione whispered, the name seemed magical.

"That's right, but he also took advantage of people's dissatisfaction with the "Secrecy Act." Felix said calmly: "Also, you overlooked a very crucial point. Magic is rare in the real world, but it is quite rare among wizards." Ordinary—”

"Isn't that natural?"

"Of course not." Felix said in an academic tone, "I have come into contact with some occult societies, and they regard magic very... um... Maybe you can use the word 'sacred' to describe it? Do you think they can Imagine real wizards using magic to wash, cook, and light fires?"

Hermione frowned, thinking seriously.

"So—well, wizards are used to using magic to solve all kinds of troubles, and daily life magic is the mainstream?"

"They are people, or pragmatists, but they are by no means warriors." Felix briefly summarized, "In their hands, magic is not a weapon, but a tool—at least for most wizards. So When faced with emergencies, they will not make smarter choices because of magic, especially children. In order to protect their families, wizards choose to back down."

"But there are exceptions," Hermione said affirmatively: "Wendelin, the fourteenth-century soothsayer, liked being burned very much. He once let himself be captured by people in various disguises, as many as 47 times."

"In those days, wizards who 'didn't care' were always more comfortable," Felix said.

The two sat quietly for a while, until the sky gradually darkened, casting shadows on the ground.They watched a young couple out for a walk, their child—perhaps a year or two old—staggering ahead.

"Professor, when did the word Muggle appear?" Hermione asked again after the family had passed by.

"Ah, that's an interesting question. I guess you want to ask if this term has a derogatory connotation?" Felix asked with a smile, and before Hermione could answer, he continued, "The specific origin is beyond verification. , no one knows what the first wizard who said 'Muggle' was thinking, but he did take advantage of it, because there was no unified term for 'non-magical people' in the wizarding world at that time, so this Words have been accepted by more and more wizards."

"As for whether it contains derogatory connotations, it depends on the tone of the speaker. Both the Weasleys and the Malfoys use this word, but their thoughts must be completely different. You should have some experience with this?"

Hermione's shadow nodded.

"But in general, if you use this word in a conversation with ordinary people, there is still a hint of arrogance and disapproval that belongs to wizards. The very subtle difference, perhaps only a little wizard from a Muggle family can understand .”

"why is that?"

"Would you like to be labeled," Felix countered, "especially if you don't know what that label means?"

"Of course not—" she suddenly realized, "so you never used the word 'Muggle' when communicating with my parents."

"I did it to reduce communication barriers," Felix nodded slightly. "It's obviously easier to use 'ordinary people' or 'non-magic people', but if you're standing opposite a wizard, it's very weird and awkward to speak like that." Polite."

Hermione kind of understood.She prefers the professor's approach, which shows respect for the listener.

"What about the first question?"

"Can wizards and Muggles coexist? I can't give an answer, Miss Granger, but I think the trend of fusion is inevitable. More precisely, I think it will be a matter of time before the wizarding world is exposed to the eyes of ordinary people." Son."

"Oh, I see! So Professor you set up the 'future world' company?" Hermione asked sharply.

Felix chuckled lightly.

"I hope to create a buffer zone, which is our natural responsibility - Muggle-born wizards."

Hermione smiled. Although she never felt inferior to her origin, she would still feel angry and sad when Malfoy said she was a 'Mudblood'. From today onwards, if Malfoy said such words again, She would only pity him, thinking him shallow and ignorant.

Although Malfoy hasn't said much in the past two years.

Also because of the professor?Hermione thought that she regretted not being able to see this scene in time travel.At first she was like a shadow that shouldn't exist, out of tune with the whole world, she wandered aimlessly between Hogwarts castles and grounds, even ghosts couldn't find her.

But she also saw a lot of secrets that she couldn't touch before.

Hermione survived the toughest days with the food in her beaded bag, but there was always a point when she ran out of food, just when she thought she was going to be stuck in time and starve to death like those time travelers once did , the god of luck finally came.

The Time-Turner opened a gap.

While nervous and fearful, Hermione realized that she had regained her physical body. She hurriedly sneaked to the kitchen to steal food. After a full meal, Hermione was in the mood to consider whether her actions had changed history, or she was Hogg herself. Part of Watts' many strange rumors.

A food-stealing ghost?

But she was too hungry at the time to take care of that much.Facts proved that her approach was correct—two hours after that, she was taken to a time jump, and her body became almost nothingness again, but fortunately she gradually figured out the rules , able to do things that she wanted to do but couldn't do before.

Like sending a letter.

After about a month and a half like this, Hermione found that she also had an entity under normal conditions, like wearing an invisibility cloak.She guessed that as she approached the normal timeline, she herself was also stepping towards reality step by step.It's only a matter of time before it's discovered.

So she escaped from school and returned home, preparing to document her experience and spend her last time with her parents.After that... Hermione pursed her lips and looked at Felix: "Thank you, Professor."

"what?"

"Oh, I mean, I seem to have found a new goal, including the previous one—professor, I plan to enter the Ministry of Magic after graduation." Hermione said.

"A bad news, I thought you would choose the 'Future World' company." Felix said with a headache.

"I will not give up the ancient rune either." Hermione said greedily.

……

Felix and Hermione returned to Black's old house, and before they had spoken a few words, it was time for bed.Mrs. Weasley stopped Ron from bragging about his new broom and drove them back to their rooms.

"That's Nimbus 2000!"

Ron and Ginny shouted in unison.But immediately Ron looked at Ginny warily, "You don't expect me to lend you the broom, do you?"

"mean."

Ginny snorted and stood up proudly like a proud cat.

"Okay, children, you go to bed early too, and there will be a lot of trouble tomorrow." Mrs. Weasley said with experience. "I have to wake you up earlier, otherwise someone will lose everything..."

She hit it off.The next morning, the whole house was in chaos and chaos.Mrs. Weasley and the portrait of Mrs. Black hanging in the hall were shouting at the same time.

"—no magic! You two idiots—"

"—filthy bastard, defiled my ancestral home—"

Harry got dressed in a panic, and stuffed the toiletries into the suitcase indiscriminately. The others were also in a hurry. They didn't breathe a sigh of relief until they boarded the Hogwarts Express.

"Fred and George tried to cast a spell on the trunk and almost fell on me..." Ginny explained the morning to Harry.

Harry scratched his head, not knowing how to face Ginny alone - just now, Ron and Hermione went to the prefect's car, "Uh, are you okay?" As soon as the words came out, he felt terrible up.

"I'm fine." Ginny smiled.They searched for an empty car with their luggage all the way, and a girl with disheveled, dirty, waist-length blond hair walked in front. "I saw Luna, let's go there," said Ginny.

Harry raised his head, and even though he only captured a figure from the back, he recognized her immediately from the movement of that person floating into the car in a trance.

They made their way through the crowd, picking up Neville on the way. "Oh, my God, Harry, I thought I was late," he said cheerfully, "Just so close."

On the other side, Felix came to a front compartment, he opened the door, and several Aurors and members of the Order of the Phoenix sat quietly inside.

"Hello."

Kingsley, Dawlish, Moody, and Dedalus Diggle each nodded at him.

Felix picked an empty seat and sat down. It was obvious that with so many people sitting in the narrow compartment, Moody was nervous. Grab something.

"You mustn't draw your wand, Alastor," said Delaro Diggle, sitting next to him, cautiously.

Felix blinked, feeling that the trip had become more interesting, and he took out another coin to let it dance on his fingertips, and his mind followed suit.The words that Dumbledore said to him when he appeared late at night reappeared in his mind, well, how about finding a reason to leave by then?Looking for a snack cart to buy snacks?

He sighed silently, always feeling that it didn't fit his image.

(End of this chapter)