A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 536 Squibs
In the early morning of the next day, Felix went to class as usual, and the three wanted criminals who were still alive would naturally be taken over. He would not care too much, at most, he would check for deficiencies in the newly added defensive measures of the school this year. Professor Flitwick and McGonagall The professor has been busy for quite some time.

They were guarding against the Death Eaters. According to the Charms professor Flitwick, "The mysterious man regarded Principal Dumbledore as a thorn in his side during the first war! Who knows what he will do this time?" Of course , Felix and Snape chatted privately, thinking that Voldemort would not deliberately attack students.

What he wants is domination, not massacre.But there is a saying that Flitwick is right. There are indeed many people who hate Voldemort in the school. It used to be Dumbledore, and now there are more Felix, and Harry, Ron and Hermione. The student who made him lose face.If it is more broad, young wizards from Muggle families and teachers and students who do not agree with his brutal ideas can also be included in this group.

These latter people Voldemort will not deliberately target - that is after he took control of the British wizarding world, it is part of his "magnificent career", but anyone who is a little bit smarter will realize that if Voldemort intends to do something, No matter who his target is, he will not extend mercy to the innocent.

Therefore, defensive measures are very necessary.

"I don't need to tell you, you all know the exam in June next year, yes, this year is finally here," Felix said in the fifth grade ancient rune class: "I guess you have been hearing similar words since last year. It's like a countdown, ticking in my head—"

"Actually third grade." Ron whispered, "Because we have a good friend, her name is Miss Know-It-All."

Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Generally speaking, you are lucky. The ancient magic text class only divided the practical exam this year, and there was no clear requirement before. This means that this year's exam will not be too difficult, and the scope of assessment is relatively narrow."

The students below listened intently. Usually at this time, every sentence the professor said was worth memorizing, because it was very likely to be related to the exam.

And this year is the year of the OWLs!
"Magic puppets, the three most common types of looking glasses among the seven, and rune cards...other than that, it is related to what we are going to talk about today: from now until Christmas, you Will learn to make twelve kinds of amulets."

"The core of every amulet is a set of rune circuits. Of course, the real situation is much more complicated, because the stability and service life of the magic power must be considered... Today, what we are going to learn is an amulet that resists dark creatures , you will find that the core of the entire rune circuit is built around the light rune."

"You are no stranger to this knowledge, but it's not that deep, and today's course will help you better understand and consolidate these contents." Felix paused, looking down: "You should Do you have rune booklets?"

The students nodded in unison.

"Very good. Apart from some basic theories, this booklet also completely dissects an ancient magic——Illumination, which I once talked about in the Rune Club. The core of Illumination is Light Rune. Other than that , the Bright Flame Curse, which was highly rated by the Anti-Dark Arts Association, also uses this rune... Generally speaking, it has become a very representative symbol, in other words, it is also a test point."

A daring student couldn't help asking: "Professor, so will this rune appear on the OWL exam?"

Felix blinked: "All I can say is, it's very likely. Mr. Thomas."

He waved his wand, and a large piece of writing appeared on the podium. "The production method is in the textbook, and there are precautions on the blackboard. And—" He waved his wand again, and a cluster of white smoke emerged from the tip of the wand, hanging in the air, forming a continuous picture after another. "The picture of making the amulet is for your reference."

The students below are not unfamiliar with this, but it is the first time to use it in the ancient magic text class.They stared at the picture in mid-air—

Holding the rune carving knife in a clean and slender hand—they guessed it should be Professor Haipu—he smoothly wrote the burning runes one by one on the palm-sized chestnut board. The last rune has been cooled down, and the last one has been completed. The entire rune circuit is connected together, bursting out with bright brilliance.When the light disappeared, the hand started to move again, and they could only understand part of the next operation. After nearly 3 minutes, an amulet was made.

Next, the clouds and mist in the air suddenly freeze, and the picture returns to the beginning, starting a new cycle.

"I haven't seen—"

"You have to read it together with the textbook and the notes on the blackboard."

"So we just need to do it?" Harry said in amazement, "It would be great if we could do this in Potions class." The difficulty of potion recipes in fifth grade has gone up to a new level, and the various steps are extremely cumbersome , A slight negligence will turn the potion into a pot of waste water.

"Snape should really learn, instead of spending his mind on deducting our points." Ron couldn't help complaining.

"I think Professor Binns needs it too." Seamus spoke from the side.His words were met with approbation, and Professor Binns was known to turn thrilling goblin rebellions and giant wars into dry technical presentations.Many students formed a conditioned reflex, and the students under him couldn't help feeling sleepy as soon as he spoke.

When the classroom was quiet, Felix said: "I don't think you can make it right the first time, but it's always good to aim higher. Anyway, let's get started."

The students in the audience took out rune carving knives and chestnut boards, and began to try to make amulets.

Throughout the class, Felix walked around the room, pointing out various problems with the students, and he noticed a phenomenon - to be precise, it has been a while, and today is just another repetition - Slytherin's The students were in awe of his attitude.

This behavior is completely different from before, and cannot be explained by observing classroom discipline.At least—when they met him in the corridor recently, he would also deliberately slow down his voice and appear extremely dignified.As if afraid of making a joke in front of him.

Felix had originally thought that this awe came from the Elder Wand's reputation, but the Ministry of Magic had dispelled the rumors for him, and their attitude continued unabated.He wondered if they knew about his new habit of 'walking' in Hogsmeade these two days.

This abnormality can be seen even by Gryffindor students.

"There's something wrong with the Slytherin students from top to bottom." At noon, Ron said, waving a fork in his hand, "I almost thought they were in collusion with Percy."

"What's the matter with Percy?" Harry asked.

"Percy is very busy! Of course he is also very happy. I mean, last year he held two major competitions in a row, and he may be idle for several years, but now there is an ancient rune exchange event, which is very important to him. It’s great news.”

"Don't Slytherin students still think that the professor holds the Elder Wand?" Hermione said, "Hasn't the professor already clarified?"

"Probably hungering for honor too much," said Harry, who knew this better than Ron and Hermione, because he had played Quidditch with Slytherin for three years and was familiar with their style.

Slytherin House's bad reputation has a lot to do with it.For example, they are arrogant and like to talk about their status, but more because they have formed an ethos from top to bottom, they value honor too much, and they do not hesitate to use many small tricks to win when they are at a disadvantage.

"You're right," the ghostly almost headless Nick floated over, "In their opinion, Mr. Hape is expected to become the headmaster of Hogwarts. I don't know who first spread the word, but this kind of talk is suddenly spreading Slytherin house is in fashion."

"But does that mean anything?" Harry asked.

"Oh, of course, of course." Nearly Headless Nick said: "Do you know how many headmasters were born in Slytherin House in history?"

"Uh..." Harry couldn't figure it out. He looked at Ron, who was as bewildered as he was, and then looked at Hermione, who had a rather strange expression. He said uncertainly, "Maybe there are more than a dozen One? Is it very few?" Nearly headless Nick shook his head, and Harry added another question.

He knew one, Sirius' great-great-grandfather, known as the most unpopular headmaster in Hogwarts history.

"Not very few, but only one, Phineas Black." Nearly Headless Nick revealed the answer.

"Just him?" Harry asked in surprise.He finally understood why Hermione's expression was so strange.She was about to memorize Hogwarts, A History.

"There are more than 30 headmasters, and there is only one Slytherin, so you can imagine what kind of expectations they have... To be honest, I think that Professor Black's rapid acceptance into Slytherin House may also be related to the only Slytherin. The headmaster is related, although later generations don't think highly of him."

"But isn't he the most unpopular Headmaster?" Harry murmured.

"The two are not contradictory. Some of his actions during his tenure were indeed very unpleasant, but Slytherin House was cheering and celebrating at the beginning. Headmaster Black was expected a lot at the time." Nearly Headless Nick said: " Although even Slytherin House's own students couldn't stand him afterwards."

"Then what the hell did he do?" Ron muttered.

"I can't speak ill of him behind his back. After all, he was the headmaster of Hogwarts. You can check for yourself." Nearly Headless Nick said, and he flew away.

At the dining table, the three of Harry were stunned for a while, then continued to eat with their heads down.

"Any news?" Harry asked Hermione.

"Today? No," she said curtly.

"Hasn't the International Federation of Wizards approved Professor Dumbledore's application?" Ron asked.

"Not so fast, but the preparations have already begun. In fact, whether they agree or not, the activity will continue, but the influence will drop a lot." Hermione explained the reasoning to them, "and it will also lower the ancient The speed at which rune is popularized in other magic schools."

Harry coughed suddenly and violently.

"Is there such a thing? Did I miss it?"

"Obviously, it mentioned that ancient writing experts and principals of other magic schools were invited, why do you think this is?" Hermione asked back.

Having said that, Harry and Ron understood a little bit.

"How's 'Pumpkin Pie' doing, do you know?" Ron asked after a while, "I'm just busy with my homework, and the only time I have left is for Quidditch practice." He groaned, "I kind of get what Fred and George are saying, the OWLs year is going to be really transformative - because it's going to take a layer off us!"

"I asked Hedwig to send him a big bag of snacks," Harry said honestly.He didn't know if Hagrid gave it to Grapp, it wasn't enough for the giant to eat in one bite.

"Well, me too," sighed Hermione, "I wish he'd come back sooner, Professor Graplan is clearly more popular."

"Professor Graplan has her own business," said Ron. "She has a little estate of her own with some fantastic animals that can be kept as wizard's pets. Fred said she has a large army of fire crabs on her estate... "

Harry and Hermione looked at him simultaneously.

"How did you know?"

Ron shrugged, "Fred and George bought a shop in Hogsmeade. Professor Graplan's manor is nearby. Once a few swallowtail dogs ran out of it, and Fred and George helped catch them back. of."

"Why haven't I seen that pet shop in Hogsmeade?" Harry couldn't help asking.

"There is no shop. Professor Graplan only provides custom-made services, or exports abroad. Every kind of pet requires a special license."

"Special permit?"

"Yeah, things like fire crabs, swallowtail dogs, and witch birds are dangerous to some extent, but they are not particularly dangerous. They can be used as wizard pets. Of course, don't even think about children. Charlie was obsessed with shapeshifting for a while. Lizards, but we only have cats and goblins in our house, and occasionally we can see thorns and sables..."

Harry called the members of the dueling study group over the weekend, and there were more people than last year.Luna followed, and while Ginny was explaining to Harry in a low voice, she was looking at the Room of Requirement curiously, as if she had accidentally gone the wrong way.

"We will pick some content that is not taught in class, such as Patronus Charm, Rune Magic, and some very practical spells, such as the orientation spell used to point out the direction, all of which we have mastered during the Tournament. And not Just learning magic, everyone can also sit down and chat, or occasionally go to the Black Lake to enjoy the wind." Harry explained to everyone his plan for the dueling self-study group.

"Where is this?" Ginny asked.

"The Room of Response, it can provide us with a training ground, and the most important thing is the equipment, we can use it casually without worrying about damage." Harry said immediately.

Everyone looked around in surprise. Under their gaze, rows of targets and mats appeared out of thin air.They watched all this with relish.

For a while, Harry, Ron, and Hermione instructed the others to shoot sparks with their wands, "Don't underestimate it, it can save lives at critical moments." Ron said half-truthfully.Everyone here can make the wand spark, but it is not so easy to use it as a warning.

After the first event, they parted in front of the troll tapestry in the Room of Requirement.

"Not bad, is it?" said Hermione.

"Yeah." Harry said vaguely, he didn't want to explain how he and Ginny were alone for 2 minutes, it felt like a thief, anyway, neither he nor Ginny mentioned how to make the spark The topic became more focused and brighter, but Harry couldn't remember exactly what was said.

They descended the spiral staircase, ready to eat in the auditorium.At the corner from the third floor to the second floor, they heard noisy voices coming from the hall. They looked at each other and quickened their pace in unison. The voice became clearer, it was a woman's cry.

"What happened?" Ron said in shock.

A lot of people crowded in the foyer, densely packed, completely enclosing the central area, and there were endless discussions.The people in the back row looked forward excitedly, and Harry, Ron and Hermione struggled through the crowd, "Make room, there are two prefects here!" Ron shouted.

"Who isn't?" Draco Malfoy whispered in his ear.

Ron was taken aback, and then showed a disgusted expression, "Why are you here?"

"Look at the fun," Draco said slowly, "or in your terms, I'm doing my prefect duties?"

Ron blushed.

Harry didn't speak. He saw Professor Haip for the first time. The professor stood solemnly in the crowd, as if he had encountered extremely difficult troubles.But the professor isn't at the center of the story—he's just a bystander.Harry looked away, looking at the two women surrounded by Muggle Studies Professor Caredy Bubbaji yelling at Professor McGonagall, "Let me go, Minerva, let me go!"

"I don't agree." Professor McGonagall tightened his lips and said dryly, "Principal Dumbledore would not agree either."

Professor Bubbaji was dragging two bulging boxes, which seemed to be all her belongings. Harry listened for a while, and learned from the discussion that Professor Bubbaji didn't know why For some reason, I suddenly wanted to leave school.

"Professor Bubbaji's condition is not very good recently." A third-year girl said sadly.

"She's in a trance..."

"Maybe I want to finish that new book too much." A well-informed student said.

In the middle of the hall, Professor McGonagall held on to Bubbaji, and she said sternly, "Caredy, if being locked up in a Muggle prison makes you feel bad..."

"Oh, not because of that," Professor Bubaji sobbed.

"What's the reason for that?"

Professor Bubaji's eyes suddenly widened, staring blankly at the dim yellow sky, as if something invisible was about to pounce on her and take her away. She trembled and said, "It's just a nightmare... I, I became Fired a Squib!"

There was an uproar in the hall.

(End of this chapter)