A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 607 Mr. Bagshot

It was completely dark when Felix returned to Hogwarts Castle.

He was strolling on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and took out a pocket watch from his pocket. With a crisp "click", Sniffing Warren poked his head out and ran out of it.

"I'm sorry to keep you in there, but whatever Jim and Rebecca think of you, it's not the animal you should be in reality."

"Haw (It's okay.)."

Varen, who ran to the front, waved his hands behind him, twisted his furry body and quickly ran to a piece of erected wood in front of Hagrid's hut. The sturdy and burly Hagrid was busy in the open space in front of the hut, "Oh, Varen ?” He looked happy, leaning on an out-of-spec shovel, looking around.

"Hey! Felix, Dumbledore is back, I know you are paying attention to this matter." He shouted: "But he looks a little tired, entangled with the group of foreigners!"

"Understood, Hagrid." Felix waved his hand in the distance, and he looked at the small tower protruding from the height of the castle, where there were lights on.

A few minutes later, Felix knocked on the door of the principal's office.

Dumbledore sat on the sofa without even taking off his traveling cloak, looking tired.He straightened up, "Felix? I just wanted to talk to you about something. I just came back and my mouth is so dry... Tea? Coffee? Juice? If you want to try something new, I also have some wine in my collection."

Felix smiled, "I haven't tasted what's in your wine cabinet yet, uh—can I take a bottle away as a gift?"

"You're welcome, please, I'm not very good at finding occasions to enjoy them," said Dumbledore, and then asked curiously, "Severus?"

"Caring for the elderly in empty houses." Felix said humorously.

"Wonderful statement, maybe I should write it down and use it later-oh, I'm afraid not, it's hard to meet someone older than me." Dumbledore pouted, but he didn't struggle for too long, and turned And said easily: "Many of your thoughts are incompatible with others, Felix, maybe your childhood experience prompted you to start thinking independently at a very early age... oh, sorry."

Felix shook his head slightly, and took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet.The glass door reflects the stars outside.

Dumbledore flicked his fingers, and two empty goblets appeared out of thin air. The two watched the red liquor pour into the cups. After they raised their glasses and took a sip from a distance, Dumbledore smacked his lips contentedly: "But Severus a little I'm not old either."

Felix raised his eyebrows, "But his life is very boring, to be honest...maybe more boring than mine."

At least there was room in his schedule for entertainment.

He put the goblet aside, looked at each other, and said:
"Albus, my research has come to a standstill. The soul is a rare and taboo field. The relevant information is pitifully scarce. We must take some risks. Thinking about it carefully, it's no big deal if Voldemort's brain is broken——"

Dumbledore stared at the goblet in his hand, noncommittal.After a while he said, "Wait for me." He walked around the desk, went straight through the magic barrier and walked up the spiral staircase on the second floor. After a while, he came down with a stack of parchment.

"what is this?"

"My personal thoughts on 'soul'." Dumbledore nodded slightly and said.

Felix took it in a little surprise, hastily flipped through two pages, and simulated it in the thinking cabin, his eyes sparkled, and his tone couldn't help being a little excited: "This material is very useful, some parts are different from my research. Coincidentally, but more comprehensive and in-depth..."

As he said that, he stared at Dumbledore strangely. Since when did Dumbledore touch the soul?
Is it true that the older you are, the wider your range?

"I received a message today that Grindelwald is missing." Dumbledore said in a deep voice.

"Disappeared?" Felix repeated, passing the news through his mind, and raised his hand, "I wasn't involved, and I don't know anything about it, if you want to ask." He felt guilty Explained: "A few letters at most."

"I know," said Dumbledore curtly.

Just when Felix was pondering the meaning of his words—whether he 'knows' that he was not involved in the escape of old man Grindelwald; or 'knows' about his communication with the old devil, Dumbledore continued: "I urgently contact A few old friends, they still keep in touch with some core saints, and there is no news yet."

"Even after so many years, there are still people loyal to Grindelwald?" Felix was quite surprised.

If this is the case, why did these people sit and watch Grindelwald be imprisoned for half a century?

"It's hard to describe Grindelwald's influence in one or two sentences." Dumbledore shook his head slightly with a serious expression, "His power was once extremely terrifying. When I was teaching in school, he had pulled out a force that could subvert Any wizarding army from the Ministry of Magic in the world. It took all my brains to shake his followers and corner him..."

He changed the subject and said: "Even though Grindelwald made such a serious mistake, in many people's minds, he is still the best person to lead them."

Real history is far less bland than words on paper.

It is vivid, alive, and has actually happened. It is difficult to summarize all the characteristics and charm of a person with a few comments in history books.

Especially for later researchers, the words 'talented and attractive' could appear anywhere and be used to describe more than one person.But it must be admitted that people are different.

"It's safe for the time being," Dumbledore said softly. "He has the restrictions of powerful spells on him. I can ensure that these restrictions still exist. It is difficult for him to use advanced magic... No matter what he wants to do, these conditions are objectively He sets the bar.

What I worry about is that the loss of power will prompt him to think, hide in the dark, promote his ideas, recruit troops, or use another set of theories to provoke disputes, which is too dangerous.I was even worried at one point that he was bewitching you. "

"Hmm." Felix pondered, he probably wasn't bewitched.

Dumbledore said with a slight smile: "I just figured it out recently. Excellent people always have a lot in common, but the difference is that you hate trouble and admire simplicity, which prevents you from getting too much power. .Because power is complex, and the more power the more complex."

"What kind of person is Grindelwald? His character, appearance—" Felix asked.

"No, Felix, you can't understand, these things don't matter at all, ideas, ideas! You can't imagine how his ideas attracted me, inspired me. Muggles were forced to submit, and we wizards were proud."

"I was so desperate to stand by his side and see him as the young leader of this revolution... I was completely addicted to it, my head was full of cruel dreams, and of course I thought about how much damage our dreams would do to the world, but In the end I used empty reasons to convince myself that it was all for the greater good. If I could get rights, I could protect my family and let them live in the sun, and I could shelter more people, but I was wrong, I My desire for power made me go against my original intention and ignore the people who should be the most important.”

Pain was on Dumbledore's face, and tears glistened in his eyes.

"I probably understand," Felix said softly. "In an era when people are generally confused and dissatisfied with the status quo, thoughts can kill."

They chatted for a long time, and Dumbledore no longer shy away from the relationship between him and Grindelwald who were close friends. It may be the sense of security brought by the night. He confessed that he was tempted and did a lot for Grindelwald's evil cause idea, contributed a lot of wisdom.

Felix poured him a glass of wine and comforted him: "You don't have to blame yourself for this, Albus, you never put the ideas in your heart into practice. Who didn't have something noble or mean when they were young?" What about ideas? Talented, intelligent people tend to make bigger mistakes because ordinary little things don’t challenge them—world domination or something, I’ve thought about that too.”

Dumbledore looked at him in astonishment.

Felix shrugged, "I did think about it seriously, and the final conclusion is that it's not worth it. Too much effort, too little return."

Dumbledore smiled.

Then he looked down at the goblet in his hand, and said with a sigh: "But what if your ideals can only be realized through power? Those persistent and beautiful visions, when you strive hard to get there, hope that it will become reality... …That kind of extreme obsession, maybe only the colder reality can wake people up, but what's the use? It's too late."

What each person values ​​may be completely different, or even diametrically opposite.

Felix understood this truth, so he didn't mention his 'so-called ideal', because he knew that the ideal Dumbledore talked about was not a concept at all. ’, he can wait and is happy to leave it to others.In case something cannot be done, he can retract all the tentacles without delay, and wait for the opportunity with peace of mind.

Dumbledore must have paid a huge price for being able to wake up suddenly back then.So big that when he thinks of the ideals he once had, he will be heartbroken, full of disgust and regret.

Felix thought of the original intention that hadn't been mentioned much, Dumbledore's 'family'.

"Don't worry, Albus, I told him in my letter that times are different and his ideas are outdated, unless there is a new one... I'd like to have a chat with him. I just have one question, if he gets hit hard Miserable, will he kill innocent people indiscriminately? Like Voldemort?"

"Take pleasure in torturing Muggles? Not at all; he's always focused on his own goals, he's an idealist with big goals, and the sacrifices along the way seem to him the price he has to pay."

Dumbledore took off his glasses, rubbed the bridge of his nose and said: "I hope he will change. I heard that when he was locked up alone in Nurmengard, he showed remorse and regretted what he had done. I hope this is true." of. Otherwise—”

"He can do far more damage than Voldemort."

……

A week passed in the blink of an eye, and Felix finished digesting the manuscript that Dumbledore gave him.

During this period of time, the wizarding world was safe and sound, no Ministry of Magic of a certain country was captured; no one stood up and announced the reorganization of the Saints Army, everything was normal.Everyone performed their duties. Since that night, Dumbledore has gone back to wrangling with representatives of various countries. In addition to discussing the losses caused by Voldemort, there is also the topic of how to deal with the threat of Grindelwald.

This morning, he came to Spider's End and ran into the Malfoy family at Snape's house by accident, which made Felix's plan fail. According to his understanding, Severus would never be in so many Speak the truth in front of people.

But it’s not all fruitless. In a conversation full of wit, Felix roughly grasped the purpose of Lucius’ trip—the relationship with Snapela, who was also a spy. Felix could even speculate Lucius definitely ran away from more than one family, such as the Selwyn, and the pure-blood family that has been panicking recently.

As long as Felix moves his mouth, he can gain the loyalty of these people and become their nominal leader.

Without touching the bottom line of these families, they will be consistent with Felix.This condition is quite attractive - with Voldemort as a bad example, the bottom line of the pure-blood family is extremely low.

But Felix also had to pay something. To sum it up, there was only one thing—his name, he had to allow those pure-blood families to mention his name.

That means a minimum of shelter.

Felix did not refuse, because such a person was needed at this time, a person like him.It is impossible for Ms. Burns to continue to be strong, and it is even more impossible to put innocent people in prison, so as to give these people a peace of mind and prevent them from fleeing to foreign countries...

Felix can accommodate the Shafiq family, and Ms. Burns can accommodate the pure-blood family without any threat.

"You didn't move out of the safe house?" Felix asked with interest.

"Not yet, it's quite comfortable." Lucius said vaguely.

Felix smiled inwardly. Lucius may be telling the truth, but he may also have another purpose—to wait and see for a while, Lucius knows that Voldemort is not dead.

"Okay, you guys should live in that house first, it's empty anyway."

Lucius chatted along this topic.When he talked about their life in that 'small house', the sigh in his words was like experiencing life in a remote village with particularly difficult conditions.

"There are too many things. Narcissa and I put some of them into Gringotts, but there are still some leftovers... These days we are studying the Untraceable Stretching Charm to make the room as large as possible while maintaining its beauty... De Laco, tell the professor..."

Draco put down his fork and said dryly, "We blew up the floor—"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Lucius coughed violently, glared at his son, and explained, "Neither Narcissa nor I are very good at this spell, because——"

"No need." Felix added to help.

"Uh, yeah." Lucius said sarcastically.

Coming out of Snape's house, Felix looked around. There was a faint stench coming from the dirty river and garbage mountains in the distance. The surrounding weeds were desolate, and the eerie and ominous abandoned buildings cast black shadows.

All this made it difficult for him to feel sympathy for Malfoy's hard life.

Presumably Severus thought the same, his face was always stinking when Lucius was complaining.

Felix even regretted taking out the bottle of Dumbledore's hidden wine.

After he explained that it was Dumbledore's treasure, Snape barely drank half of the glass, but Lucius drank it very vigorously.

In the afternoon, Felix strolled around the business he opened on the bustling streets of London—with Winnie Valentine, and they met Harry by accident. There were other people beside Harry, not Sirius, but A strange face.

"Professor Haip." Harry greeted sullenly. He tried to pretend he didn't see it, but the person next to him suddenly spoke loudly. .

Felix nodded at Harry, "To buy books?"

"Oh no, I bought a cane with Mr. Bagshot. He just moved here and lives alone, so it's not convenient for him to be old," said Harry.In fact, more than that, this old man must be very lonely and living in isolation, because he doesn't know much about many modern products, and he has been making up lessons recently.

And the personality is a bit extreme...

But when Harry knew his identity, he felt relieved. Harry knew that the Squib had some psychological problems.

"Bashshot." Felix pondered the name.

He felt a faint magic power, is this a wizard?Did Dumbledore know?He stretched out his hand calmly. "Hi, Mr. Bagshot, I'm Felix Heap."

"I've heard of you for a long time, Mr. Haip." Grindelwald stretched out his hand and held both hands together. Felix felt the magic power like a pool of stagnant water, and suddenly felt a sudden in his heart.

Squibs...

Grindelwald revealed his exclusive magic wand hidden inside his clothes, and said politely: "I have to say thank you, because of you, people like me can re-enter the stage of history."

Winnie Valentine, who accompanied him, looked at him sympathetically.

She secretly rejoiced that she was lucky enough to encounter the invention of the exclusive magic wand at a young age. If she was like this old gentleman, regardless of the power of the exclusive magic wand, just being isolated from magic for so many years would be enough for her People are in pain.

"Yes, we are all grateful to Mr. Happer from the bottom of our hearts," she said affectionately.

They stood at the intersection and chatted casually, and Felix learned from Mr. Bagshot that the reason he was so serious was to participate in an interview in the afternoon.

"Good luck," Felix said.

"Thank you, I've been lucky recently." Grindelwald grinned.

(End of this chapter)