A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 584 Miss Winnie's Magic Journey

Winnie was in the line, looking anxiously out of her head, with a pair of golden ponytails flicking back and forth.

'One, two, three, four, five, six, there are six more ahead. ' She counted silently.

From her vantage point, she could see Felix Hemp sitting behind a desk with a pile of documents on it—it was given to Mr. Hemp by the witch who received them this morning.Mr. Haip wrote and drew on it from time to time, and there was a bell on the table.

"Jingle Bell."

Winnie raised her head abruptly, staring closely at the person in front.More than one person did like her, it is really amazing that the next picture is enough.Mr. Hype pointed to the right, and the wizard in front of him, Mr. Archer—a Squib, to be precise, in his forties, with half his hair bald—cautiously poked out a foot, as if there were invisible spots all over the ground. unknown pitfalls.

No one urged him, and everyone stared wide-eyed trying to see something from him, but like the previous few times, he disappeared out of thin air after taking a few steps.

Winnie once again lamented the magic of magic, which was more magical than anything she had ever seen before.

She carefully recalled that just ten minutes ago, this person who was almost the same age as her waved and closed the huge wooden door over twelve feet high, without even using a magic wand.This hand stunned the people present, one by one, most of them couldn't even handle wands well, and the rest - they didn't have wands at all.

Winnie stared at Felix's dark hair and blue eyes as he worked—should that count as work? ——appeared to be very serious, and asked questions unhurriedly. She didn't know how much it would cost to invite a wizard like Mr. Haipu. She didn't even dare to think about it. This kind of thing has never happened in reality.

She only knew about the 'Extraordinary Adult Magic Course' not far from Sword Castle, which required fifteen Galleons for a total of two weeks of instruction.This is what she went to ask in person, and——she doesn't even have the qualifications to think it's expensive.Because she's a Squib.

Apart from the lingering dark mood of the day she was sent to a foster home, Winnie doesn't have many memories of her childhood.And with the passage of so many years, she has already successfully gained a foothold in Muggle society, now works in a law firm, and occasionally publishes a few short articles in magazines.

She wouldn't tell people that her brilliant imagination came from another world—a world where magic existed.

Her colleagues only know that she likes reading and listening to music, and likes to visit various bookstores and record stores in her spare time.Therefore——Winnie never shy away from saying every time she goes out, "I'm going to visit Charing Cross Road."

Her friends would ask her for a niche book list or the most popular record on the market, and she always had the answer.

"Jingle Bell."

Winnie woke up suddenly, and there was no one in front of her.She walked a few steps quickly, stood in front of the table, and carefully looked at the outline of Felix Hep, a person who was almost the same age as her but had made great achievements, and she couldn't even feel jealous.

Felix and Varen raised their heads together, feeling that the girl's eyes were a little dull.

"Winnie Valentine, 24 years old, graduated from... Queen Mary University of London?" Felix asked, looking up.

"Yes, that's right." Winnie said with a trembling voice, "You're absolutely right."

"...it's all written on paper."

Varun looked curiously at this man with a similar pronunciation to his name, with amber eyes, hair with natural curls, and an artistic black and white piano key-shaped badge pinned to his chest.

Winnie blushed slightly, and instead of looking at those light blue eyes, she lowered her head and stared at the platypus next to her—no, it was Sniff.It's so strange... There are weird thoughts in her mind, if she is asked to take a picture of Xixiu and send it to the magazine, it will probably cause a sensation.

Felix tapped the table, and Winnie immediately stared at his fingertips.A picture flashed subconsciously in her mind: it was this hand, with just a slight wave, a gold-plated letter "O" on the display cabinet in the hall twisted and jumped down, turning into a table in front of her eyes, and another letter "K" "It turned into a dark green table flag embroidered with gorgeous patterns.

If it is in a knitting supply store, it is estimated that it will sell for a lot of money.

But it wasn't necessary, Winnie thought.She found another place where magic and technology are different: technology converges, magic is different.Then she sighed, these thoughts were completely unshareable.

Felix noticed that she was distracted again and snapped his fingers in front of her.Winnie was taken aback.

"You look a little nervous? Then I won't ask any questions, just walk this way." He pointed to his right hand.

Winnie breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt a little regretful, did she behave too badly?After walking a few steps, she suddenly turned her head and looked behind her—the table, the young man behind the table, the sniffing, ringing bell on the table, and the people in line... were all gone.

That's what people saw before.Winnie thought.

"Hip Nine is at your service." A voice said suddenly, and Winnie was startled. She turned her head and looked at Felix. "You—oh," she said excitedly, "you were conjured by magic." of?"

"It can be understood in this way." Hai Pu No. [-] said.

Realizing that the person in front of her was not a real person, Winnie was not afraid, and her nervousness dissipated a lot.She has seen many talking magic props.For example, the Quidditch team poster that shouted "Come on", the cup that urged her to drink up the drink quickly, and the mirror on the wall reminding her that there was something dirty on the tip of her nose...

The strangest talking thing she has ever seen is an exquisite dressing table, mirrors, perfume bottles, drawers, standing lamps, each with its own ideas, and will devalue each other's aesthetics, according to the owner, " It's been that way since a particularly picky customer tried it."

Winnie took the initiative to find the topic: "Then what changed you? Gilded letters, teacups, parchment, ink bottles, detergent..."

"Neither," said High Nine, "I am a memory."

Winnie thought for a while, then lowered her voice and said, "A ghost?"

"No, it's just a temporarily constructed memory. My task is to guide you to do some tests and let the magic power in your body activate a little bit." The person who claimed to be Haipu No. [-] said.

Can memory exist alone?Winnie can't figure it out, this obviously has nothing to do with technology, but it's magical, isn't it?

She herself doesn't know much about magic, although she has read a lot of books, but as a Squib, especially a Squib who has gone to college, her attitude towards magic is closer to 'observation', just like she occasionally in the record store As Li observes other guests, with a natural sense of alienation.

Hai Pu No. [-] walked in front to lead her way.

"Be careful not to run into other people's territory," he said.

Winnie looked around, and found that she was walking on a strange and narrow road, surrounded by membranes like soap bubbles, only magnified thousands of times, and the things inside were blurred, but Winnie could vaguely sense the difference based on the color. She guessed roughly from the shape: she saw a quiet, deep forest river in a soap bubble; on the right was a colorful garden, but she couldn't see what flowers were planted in it.

Then she saw a towering castle, just an outline, and she knew what it was.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"What are these?" she asked curiously.

"A memory you feel comfortable with," Hyp Nine dutifully explained as Winnie jumped over what appeared to be a small puddle and accidentally poked her head into a 'soap bubble', freaking out and worrying about herself It will destroy the dream-like environment.

But the quality of the soap bubbles was better than she had imagined, and she smelled the sweet air, so sweet that it choked.

Sweets and sweets are everywhere here.She only took a cursory glance, and found a pile of more than a dozen candies, a short and fat wizard with tears in his eyes, and an identical 'Felix Hep' inside, quietly whispering talking about something.

The next second, she was pulled out from the outside.

"Told you to be careful."

"Oh, sorry."

"It's all right," said Hap Nine, and he stayed there for a few seconds, patching up the big hole Winnie had knocked her head in—before that, the sweet air had been blowing out of it.

"The one in there—you," Winnie pondered how to define their relationship, "what's the date?"

"Number seven."

They walked for a few more minutes, and finally, Haipu Nine stopped, "Here we are."

Winnie found herself standing in front of a beautiful display case in which was a shallow wooden disc with a silvery smoke on it.She realized that she was still in the lobby on the first floor of Future World Company.

"what do I need to do?"

"Memories." Haipu Nine said: "Dig out your strongest feelings about magic from your memories, good or bad, but I recommend happy memories."

Winnie scratched her head, and for a long while she and Hai Pu No. [-] stared at each other.

"Can't you find it?" Haipu No. [-] asked, did this girl have a miserable life?I can't see it at all.

"Too much," said Winnie.

"Then choose the one that makes you most comfortable." Haipu Nine said blankly.

Winnie thought about it carefully, she was a squib, she almost had no relationship with magic in her childhood, and she didn't have many commendable memories.However, after going to university and taking psychology as an elective, she gradually let go of her past experiences and was able to look at problems from a more positive side.

So one day in her sophomore year, she walked into the Leaky Cauldron with a feeling of apprehension...

Hap Nine reached out and fished an ebony wand out of the air.With his help, the imagination in Winnie's mind appeared in reality.Felix behind the desk looked up, looking through the soap bubbles at the small, old bar.

Starting from the Leaky Cauldron, the scene changes quickly, almost like a guidebook for Diagon Alley.

The wall behind the bar opens slowly to form a wide arched bridge that leads to a winding, cobbled street at the other end.That's Diagon Alley.As the sun shines down, shops come into sight, such as crucible shops, pet shops, pharmacies, bookstores... one after another.

They ended up in a thrift store surrounded by a dozen wooden boxes piled high and low, filled with all sorts of second-hand magic items: battered wands with unicorn hair sticking out of their cores, swings. Old scales that wobble and never align, old cauldrons stained with medicine, old cloaks that are patched and seem to have never been cleaned with suspicious blood stains, magic books with loose spines and missing covers...

Winnie took a deep breath, and every pore revealed a sense of relief.

Felix, who was sitting behind the table, was a little strange, but he did feel a positive, vigorous vigor and joy. From the perspective of magic power, the thin magic power on her body jumped.He quickly recorded a few symbols on the parchment.

"Do you like it here?" Haipu Nine asked.

"Yes." Winnie said cheerfully.

"Has any wonderful story happened here?"

"Oh, just for me personally... I bought my first spellbook, first crucible, and first magic wand here." She said deeply, "It cost me nine Galleons, I can’t use it yet. It’s said to be the same price as the first wand Ollivander sold to the little wizard, but I’m an adult, so it’s more expensive.”

"Can you afford this money?" Haipu Nine asked. He knew that Winnie had been staying in the Muggle society, even if she was not short of money, but he guessed that Gringotts would not just exchange it for her. Very tightly controlled.

"I have a good relationship with the owner of the thrift shop," Winnie said. "Do you know the street of the antique market in London? Sometimes I buy some interesting trinkets and take them to the owner of the thrift shop..."

"Okay." Hai Pu No. [-] realized that this was still a broker. "You'll have a real wand soon, and although there are spellcasting restrictions... it works pretty well."

"When your staff came to me, I thought it was a liar, but luckily they finally came..." Winnie said excitedly, "How much does it cost?"

"Oh, it's free - for now only. Your wands are custom-made and require various tests to match you as closely as possible. Let's get back to business. First, Miss Valentine, I want to evaluate you Magic power, scored according to activity, quantity and quality... Don't worry, it's just a general estimate, because I haven't taken the time to figure out the prevailing rules."

after an hour.

The soap bubbles in the hall of Sword Castle gradually disappeared, and Winnie turned her head left and right. The scenes that were said to be constructed from memories existed in the air for another ten seconds, and then they were exposed in the air like ancient ruins that had been rediscovered. Yes, quickly faded color and shape.Winnie stared at a particularly beautiful clock tower disappearing in front of her eyes, and let out a slow breath.

Nineteen 'Hip's' disappeared together, from No. 19 to NO.[-].Haipu Nine finally waved to Winnie and blended into the air.Winnie felt lost, like losing a long-time friend.

"Everyone, wait a moment, I need to spend some time making exclusive wands for you. You can visit the showcase."

After Felix disappeared, the hall fell silent, and then some people gathered together.

"It should be true," said an old wizard, who had removed his scarf to reveal a wrinkled face.

"Old Borg, do you think a man as big as Mr. Hemp can lie to you?" another man called out.

"Of course not!" Borg, who started to speak, blushed and retorted angrily.

Winnie did not participate in the discussion, and began pacing around the display cases in the lobby. The lobby on the first floor of the "future world" company is occasionally open to the public, inviting some wizards to experience the products that have not yet been finalized, and make modifications based on feedback.She had been here a few times before, but she was selected only once, and the product she tried was the anti-spell hat.

That thing is unbelievable, as long as you stare at the person who is chanting the curse, you can make the spell bounce back, it's a completely spontaneous reaction.She also seriously gave her opinion, well, she couldn't find any faults, but she hoped to have more styles, so she specially drew a few stick figures of women's hats.

Ten minutes later, Felix appeared again.

He came prepared, all kinds of materials are ready-made, but the magic frequency needs to be corrected.Once proficient, the speed will be very fast.

He lined up a row of wands inlaid with small colorful gemstones, and looked slowly across a pair of longing eyes.

"Everyone, most of you actually signed up for the introductory magic class from the newspaper, but Keremi should have told you the truth earlier, right?"

Everyone present nodded.

"At present, this research has not been made public, so you need to abide by some agreements."

"There are two confidentiality contracts. One is from the Future World Company, which prohibits the disclosure of this research; the other is from the Ministry of Magic, which prohibits performing magic to non-magic people. If it involves immediate family members, it can be reported to the Ministry of Magic. .”

"In addition, because this work is of a research nature, you don't need to pay extra money, but you have to cooperate with some tests, and the staff of the future world company will observe your spellcasting data to improve. In the long run, this Will promote the progress of this product..."

"Anyone who disagrees with this?"

Felix waited for a while, "Very good." Wands flew towards them one by one, "The magic above is fixed, but they are all practical. The levitation spell alone has dozens of application scenarios... half of you Hours to get used to our wands, after which we started testing."

Winnie stroked her wand, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it.From the curved arc of the wooden stick to the small gemstones inlaid on it, it is like an outstanding handicraft.She stared at a dark red gem, which seemed to hide a vortex, spinning slowly.

Following the guidance of the disappeared Hep Nine, she tried her best to mobilize her emotions, filling her body with the desire to successfully cast the spell. Then she raised her wand and chanted the spell: "Luminescence flashes." A light was released from the tip of the wand.

Winnie was out of breath. She raised her head in disbelief and looked around. Someone had successfully released the Levitation Charm, suspending herself at a height of three feet above the ground. .

"Think about what you are going to do, don't limit your imagination." Felix reminded from time to time.

A morning passed quickly.

Winnie and the others reluctantly handed in their wands, and Mr. Hemp would make adjustments based on their spellcasting performance today.Winnie left her own thoughts on a small note. She hoped that there would be an additional movement spell on the exclusive wand, which could make objects move.

She was very envious of the way Mr. Archer directed the two shoes to dance next to him.

She was walking towards the door when she heard someone calling her name.

"Miss Valentine?"

She looked up, met Felix's gaze, and pointed to herself in surprise.

Felix nodded at her, which meant "Yes, that's you."

Winnie walked over anxiously.

"I checked your profile again. You studied law at university?" Felix asked.

Winnie nodded.

"So—interested in making a little extra money? Short term," Felix asked mildly, and Winnie stared at him. "I have some industries in Muggle society, not many, but I need advice from people with a professional background..."

(End of this chapter)