A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 604 End of Fifth Grade

The next few days were very fulfilling for Felix.

"Anything else, Harry?"

"……No."

Felix groped his chin, looked at Harry's back, and always felt that his emotions were not right.

"Do you think excessive use of the Patronus Charm will affect your mood?" He asked Peeves, who had just poked his head out of the wall to watch the excitement, and Peeves was trying to retract his body.Hearing Felix's question, he paused in embarrassment and replied, "I don't know, sir."

"I thought you knew a little bit," Felix shrugged. "When I was correcting the final paper, I saw some students seriously analyzing the similarities and differences between you and the Patronus structure. Professor Flitwick smiled happily. ..."

Peeves was so startled that he almost fell out of mid-air, hugging his feet and circling in the air.

"I have nothing in common with the Patronus, sir! Totally different—those nasty little devil heads! They must be thinking of framing Lord Peeves—" He flashed menacingly into the solid stone wall, headless. Come back, it seems that he is going to find someone to trouble him.Felix didn't know if his righteous indignation was faking.

"Forget it, we still have a lot of things to do, Varen."

As Felix said, he walked into the room, closed the door, and was lying on the sofa reading a comic book, with a fiery red bird on his head.

This thing is an alchemy item, which Felix uses as an early warning. It is more flexible than the Screaming Curse and can be triggered according to certain conditions-he was notified when Crabbe and Goyle tried to break into his office, But the bird burned itself to a black, chocolate-like ash after completing its warning.

Felix made another one.

Warren unexpectedly likes it very much, thinking that the bird is a bit like Fox.To this end, a birdcage was added to the office, and the fiery red alchemy bird pretended that he was really a bird.

"Want to come with me, Varen?" Felix asked, fully dressed.

"Hey~"

"Okay, remember to take the little bird and snake for a walk, your weight has increased again... There are snacks in the cabinet, remember to call me if there are guests, you know the trick, right? Knock the doorknob three times with your wand..." Felix Talking tirelessly, Varun waved his hand to signal that he understood.

So Felix pushed open the bedroom door, walked through a shimmering film, and came to the depths of classroom seven.

He was standing at the beginning of a side road. It looked like a complete path had been split in two, and then the second half was moved here. Felix turned his head and seemed to be able to see him on the sofa. Varen, who was teasing the little bird, closed the door, leaving a phantom of the door in place, and then walked forward.

The road was not long, and various defensive magic and warning magic were arranged along the way. When he came to the end of the road, there was a fog in front of him.Felix stretched out his hand and groped up and down in the air, as if there was something in it, and then—he pulled hard, and fished out a lock from the air.

Felix took out a radiant key from his pocket, stuffed it into the lock cylinder, unscrewed it, and the fog cleared, revealing a small two-story building.

Inside is an office full of modern atmosphere, with white, continuous walls and a smooth floor. There are no obvious lighting facilities around, but there is plenty of light in the room.In the center of the office, three or four feet off the ground, floated a huge Ouroboros, attached head to tail.It is spinning slowly.

"Let me think about my job today, the first step is—"

Felix shook the emerald ring, and a piece of parchment appeared out of nowhere, with several categories roughly divided on it, and the extra large blanks indicated that more content would be added.

"Start with a good quality ghost coffee."

A cup appeared in the air.

"Very good," Felix took a sip. "The next step is the emotional test." He raised his head and tapped his index finger on the scales of ouroboros, and the dark green opaque scales immediately became transparent Silvery white, revealing what's inside.

Voldemort's body was floating in the air, limbs and head hanging limply.There is a dark green, shining snake tail stuck in his chest, which looks as if it has been pierced through. In addition to the snake tail on his chest, there are more than a dozen small magic power pipes connected to his body, connecting the inside of his body. The magic power is blocked layer by layer.

If outsiders broke in, they would definitely think that there was an evil dark wizard entrenched here.

Felix's eyes shone with a strange brilliance, and he seemed to be talking to himself, muttering: "I don't know if you ever thought you would have such a day, Tom, but I'm sure you can understand, don't you? It is the perfect interpretation of your philosophy—”

"Magic is power."

Felix stretched out his hand, and plumes of blue smoke came out from the corner of the extremely modern room. The blue smoke gathered in his hand, which looked like a blue glass ball. Felix held it and passed his fingers through it. With a flick of the silver transparent Ouroboros, the cyan ball melted into Voldemort's body.

"Some people will be addicted to beautiful dreams and don't want to wake up, and some people will be depressed because of a huge failure and hide themselves from seeing people. Which one will you be?"

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Professor Hemp?" said Hermione's voice, and the door opened. "Oh, Professor, I wanted to ask if I need to grade papers—"

Hermione blinked, and she looked down to see a furry Niffler yawning.

"Varren?"

Hermione squatted down in embarrassment, and asked Varun, "Is the professor there?"

"Ha!"

Sniff pointed to the room.

Hermione followed, and the office was empty.She was a little disappointed in her heart, "Can I wait here for the professor?" After getting an affirmative answer, she walked over, sat on the sofa, and looked around.

She hasn't been here for a while, but there is no change in the office. She saw the green plants she sent on the small square table, growing very well, which made her feel good. Then she found a cabinet against the wall reflecting light. At first she Thought it was glass, but it doesn't seem to be, there is more than one reflective spot.

Hermione stood up and walked to the cabinet. She covered her mouth in surprise. Behind the glass door stood a dozen jars, each filled with a cloud of silver mist, like a work of art.If you look closely, you will also find that the mist occasionally condenses into a stag...

Is it Harry's Patronus?

She looked at it for a while, then sat back on the sofa, and looked along the green plant. There was a stack of partially corrected test papers on it.

Hermione felt a little itchy in her heart. She sat on the other side and opened the test paper.

It's the final exam paper for the Ancient Runes of the fourth grade. Of course she didn't come here to correct the paper. That was just an excuse. She has other things to do, but——

Idle is idle, maybe she can do a favor, so that when the professor comes back, he can strive for a valuable conversation?

Hermione picked up the test paper and began to grade seriously.The knowledge on those test papers was very simple to her, so she deliberately left a few more subjective questions for Professor Haipu to read the other parts.After watching for a long time, she couldn't help frowning, "How can something go wrong here? It must be sloppy... There is another... Another one, my God, who is this person, I want to see his name..."

After reading the manga, Varen slipped off the sofa and ran to the birdcage to take a look. It stuffed the greedy snake in so that the little snake wouldn't run around.After they looked at each other across the cage for a while, Varen looked away contentedly, took out a bottle of dandelion juice from the cabinet, thought about it, and took out another bottle.

It walked up to Hermione, handed one of the bottles to Hermione, and squeezed into her arms, and the two of them looked at the test paper together.

"Chirp!" it called out.

"What's the matter?" Hermione said, still staring at the test paper, Varen took out his own wand from his pocket, and tapped it in one place.

"Uh, it's definitely wrong here."

Hermione lowered her head in surprise, watching the triumphant Varen drinking juice through a straw. Time passed, Hermione reached out to fish it out, and she had already finished the approval.She rubbed her sore neck and looked up.

"The professor hasn't come back yet?"

Varen pointed at the bedroom door again, Hermione was a little confused, so Varen simply jumped down, trotted to the bedroom door, stood on tiptoe and tried to reach the doorknob with his exclusive wand.

"You want to go in?"

Hermione came over, she didn't think the professor was in there, they approved the test papers all morning, but no one came out, unless...unless the professor was sleeping late... Thinking of this possibility, the expression on her face was a little dull.

You won't be guessed by her, will you?

Warren knocked hard on the doorknob three times, and the door popped open automatically. Hermione was afraid that she would see a professor lying on the bed, wearing pajamas, with tousled hair, but she saw a silver flash from the corner of her eye. .

She stared at the bedroom door, which was blocked by a transparent film.The scene inside was so blurry that it was hard to see clearly, she stretched out her hand——

"Better not to touch."

A voice said, and Hermione started, turning quickly to stare at the blank portrait standing in the corner.Then a figure flashed in, blinking his light blue eyes, looking at her with piercing eyes.

"Miss Granger? Can I do you a favor?"

"Uh, okay, Professor—?"

"Call me Felix, I didn't teach you anything. See the lower right corner of the canvas, the bowl with the bunch of grapes... see? Well, a daredevil defiled with a dirty hand It, I really can't stand it..."

Hermione stared and said in a panic, "Oh, Felix? What should I use—"

"Don't use your sleeve! Use your wand, a very simple spell, I tell you."

After a while, Felix in the picture frame whistled loudly, stuffed a grape into his mouth, and showed a contented expression.

"You can't imagine how many strange people you will meet when you hang a picture in St. Mungo's, with a dagger stuck in the head-God knows how he survived; and a fire-breathing nose, I guess it was painted Excessive dragon blood - I also saw an old wizard who spit bubbles like a fish, and he happened to have bad breath, and the bubbles exploded on the face of the therapist who received him, and the little girl cried so sadly... One?" he asked, holding up a grape.

"No, thank you." Hermione felt a sudden discomfort in her stomach.

"Oh, you can't eat it." The portrait followed her words: "Thanks to meeting you, I hate the smell of disinfectant, my body thinks I'm nagging, and always tells me to shut up. Find someone to draw a pair of bridles, is that for people to wear? I've only seen it on horses!"

Hermione looked at him secretly, chatting with the talkative and talkative professor was a very novel experience.

"Felix? You just reminded me not to touch that thing..."

"Yeah, you don't have permission. If you put your hand on it, pop!" He said in surprise, "you will fall into a trap."

The portrait of Felix was nodding towards the cabinet against the wall, and Hermione immediately looked at the cabinet in fear, fearing that she would also be put in a jar.It was estimated that the Weasley Brothers would boast a lot, but she really didn't have the courage to try.

When she turned around, she found that Varen was poking his head into the transparent magic barrier. Hermione pointed at Varen in surprise, and the portrait said with a relaxed expression: "Don't worry, this little guy has authority, just let him go if there is something to do, but I Think he ought to know—see, I was right," said the portrait.

Hermione saw a vague figure getting closer, tall, with short black hair.

Picking up the silver film with one hand, as if lifting a door curtain, Felix looked at Hermione in surprise, "Miss Granger?" He jumped out nimbly, and Hermione vaguely See a winding path that glows.

"Where is ... classroom seven?" Hermione asked hesitantly.

Felix nodded without further explanation.

He quickly figured out the reason for Hermione's visit, "You want to know the result of that duel?"

"It's weird that I didn't see the follow-up in the papers, isn't it? I mean, Voldemort's downfall must have been a big deal, everyone was looking forward to the news of the victory, but there was nothing..."

"The news always lags behind, Miss Granger." Felix shook his head and said, "This matter is under the responsibility of the Ministry of Magic. At least Ms. Burns has not revealed her thoughts. She is planning to send the remaining Death Eaters , Black wizards in one go."

"Oh," Hermione suddenly realized, she pondered for a while, and said slowly: "There is also a prophecy about Harry—"

"Harry asked you to ask?" Felix looked at her calmly.

"No, it's me—" Hermione opened her mouth.

"Sirius knew about this prophecy, so it's best for Harry to ask him himself." Felix said, shrugging his shoulders, "The prophecy is not complicated, and the direction is very clear. I think the reason why Sirius didn't say it was because he didn't want to Put too much pressure on Harry - the prophecy may not be true, but it means a lot of pressure for the person involved."

Hermione bit her lip and nodded slightly.

Then her expression became very tangled, and she stammered, "Actually, there is one more thing...Harry seemed very depressed, he, he told us, um..." She seemed to be pondering over her words, "You know that... Professor Nepe used to be a Death Eater, just like the story said, he found his way back..."

"...Harry knows."

Felix raised his eyebrows: "Miss Granger, please be more specific."

"It's like this," Hermione said, "During the last History of Magic exam, Harry's scar suddenly started to hurt, which meant that he received a message from the mysterious person again, and then we..." She described what happened that day He said, "After that, Harry seemed very wrong. Ron and I questioned him for two days before he told us... Voldemort chased and killed the Harry family because of a prophecy, and the prophecy was revealed to him. It's Snape."

Felix listened with a serious expression and nodded, "Is there anything else? That's all?"

"That's all," said Hermione, wondering if that wasn't enough?When Harry told her, she could fully understand the complicated feelings in Harry's heart.Felix rubbed his chin, at least he found the reason for Harry's recent mood changes.

"As a bystander, no matter what we say, it seems innocuous, and it is difficult to understand the mood of the person involved. So let them deal with it by themselves. What you can do as a friend is not to touch this painful memory. Of course, appropriate Guidance is still necessary, Miss Granger, you may need some good news at this time, before the examiners from the Wizarding Examinations Administration left, I secretly read the test papers of the fifth and seventh grades."

"If you want to know your ancient rune OWL scores—"

Hermione nodded quickly, and Felix smiled, "Of course it's excellent, all three of you are."

In a blink of an eye, it was the day when Hogwarts students left school.

Felix stood on the balcony of the office, watching the students lugging their bags and enthusiastically walking out of the castle, ready to spend a pleasant vacation. "Time flies so fast. Next, I have two months of research time, emotions, soul, memory. What wonderful connection is there between them?"

At the gate of the school's cast iron gate, Harry looked past the winged wild boars at the top of the stone pillars on both sides of the gate, walked up the stone steps, and stared at the majestic castle standing high, as if he wanted to engrave it in his heart.

Hermione's words were of little consolation, because that wasn't the point of the question at all.

Harry thought of the legend of the three brothers, an invisibility cloak that could evade death... That thing was lying quietly in the suitcase now, but could it show its power and help him this time?
Probably not, he thought.

Because he is like the third child in a fairy tale, ready to take off his invisibility cloak and meet the god of death.

But anyway, he's got some extra time, even though Harry hasn't figured out how to use it yet... Yeah, Harry thought, he should really think about it.He walked to the carriage and greeted his holiday.

……

Meanwhile, Diagon Alley—

A thin old man staggered into the sword castle. He seemed to be out of exercise, and would stop for a while after walking a few steps.

"Old gentleman, is there anything I can do for you?" asked the young witch with a few freckles on her face.

"I heard that you seem to be able to solve the casting problem of squibs? I happen to be troubled by this aspect." The old man said hoarsely, but his blue eyes were particularly bright.

"Of course!" The young witch said enthusiastically: "Please come here to register. You are very lucky. This technology is already very mature. It will be released to the public at a later date. At that time, there will be a fee. If it is popular, you may have to wait in line. !"

"I'm not really worried about the cost," the old man grinned, his teeth almost fell out, "but I'm really in a hurry... I'm going to apply for a position, if I don't have any skills, I will be very embarrassed."

The young witch looked at the old man secretly, but she didn't expect him to come out to work at such an age, and he was still a squib.Thinking of this, she gave the old man a sympathetic look and helped him in.

(End of this chapter)