A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 608 Welcome

After parting from Harry, Felix and Winnie stood at the intersection waiting for a taxi.

"Is the wand still working?"

"Very good," Winnie nodded, "Although there are various restrictions - when I went to register, the people from the Prohibited Misuse of Magic Office told me a lot, and asked me to fill in my home address, warning me not to have Illegality, and the traces on the wand will last for a while..."

"But overall," she took a breath and jumped on her toes, "it feels great."

"Those people are not targeting you," Felix said casually, "Well, although you have indeed increased their workload objectively, complaints are inevitable..." He joked. "But to be fair, you are still newcomers in the magic world, similar to those young wizards who are just entering school, and need the necessary attention and guidance. When you get familiar with it, all these restrictions will disappear."

He beckoned, and a taxi came towards them from a distance with its turn signal on.

"Oh, by the way, I seem to have seen it last time. Is this the logo of a certain band?" Felix glanced at Winnie, who had a badge in the shape of a black and white piano key pinned to her chest.

"You mean this?" Winnie pinched the badge excitedly and showed it to him.

She said in a showy tone: "This is a souvenir of the concert, François Crutoy, have you heard of this name? He is very famous among Muggles! Known as the piano poet after Chopin, The music is delicate and beautiful, sad but not hurt, full of imagination, his most legendary experience is that the injury on his hand was originally incurable, but it was miraculously healed overnight..."

Felix froze in place.

"...Although this matter has been talked about, Francois has never responded positively. Many people speculate that the injury on his hand may be related to mental stress. If you figure it out, it will be fine. And after going through In the trough, he burst out with inspiration and created songs such as "Angel of Concern" and "Goddess of Magic" one after another. He recently had a concert at the Royal Opera House in Covent Garden, and my friends and I bought tickets."

"Sounds good," said Felix thoughtfully. "Maybe I can take a look at it some time..."

A somewhat cold courtyard appeared in his mind. As the only audience, Felix enjoyed a unique piano performance, but he did not expect that stupid young man to have such a great reputation... Felix hopes to meet again The stunning purity of his sound remains unchanged.

After putting Winnie in a taxi, Felix killed some time in Swords Castle.

With the Weasley twins graduating from school, they got back the dividends and the ownership of the sound transmission mirror and the anti-spell series products in the past few years, and immediately couldn't wait to start the implementation of their own business territory. From Penello's mouth, Felix It is learned that the two have opened three branches.However, due to limited manpower, they have not completely separated from "Future World", and the two companies still maintain a cooperative relationship in many projects.

"What do you mean by cooperation?"

"In addition to the upgrade of existing product functions, there is also - um - OEM. The two of them alone can't produce [-] sets of Dark Lord scare box sets in a week." Penello half complained Said half proudly, "Only we can do it in the whole wizarding world!"

"Oh, oh," Felix made an admiring voice, "After listening to what you said, I found that I seem to have overlooked some details. Can you give me a hint, Miss Clearwater, should I give Dobby a raise? ?”

Penello showed a weird expression.

"I can see no excuse, sir. He's done a fantastic job - in fact, there are more house-elves in the company than there are in the Hogwarts kitchens, and Mr. Lupine was having a headache at one point. Put them, you know, they're insanely motivated."

Felix imagined the scene of Remus scratching his head, and smiled unkindly, "Then how did you solve it? Oh, OEM—"

"That's just part of it. We had several meetings to discuss how to place them. Mr. Lupine thought of the assembly line concept you had mentioned to him, so our entire staff spent two days dismantling the production steps of the existing product Let's go, and leave those simple spellcasting and enchanting to the house elves to complete."

Satisfied with this, Felix spun around in his chair.

"What about their treatment?"

"Strictly follow the "Guidelines for the Rights and Interests of House-Elves" specified by the Ministry of Magic."

"Er—is this some kind of law, I don't seem to have heard of it at all?"

Penello sighed: "The Ministry of Magic formulated a series of regulations on the treatment of house elves very early on. They have existed for many years, but they have never been strictly enforced..."

It turned out to be a decoration.

Felix understood.Many wizarding families, such as the Malfoys and the Blacks before Sirius, abused the house-elves in their homes.Because of the obedient nature of house-elves, the Ministry of Magic couldn't investigate anything, or—it's doubtful they ever did.

"By the way, there is one more thing!" Penello said suddenly: "The house elves have always wanted to swear allegiance to you—"

"What did you say?" Felix stood up.

"It's the loyalty of a servant to its master." Penello looked at him secretly. "There are many elves who were kicked out by their masters, or from the previous generation. In short, they had a very miserable life before. Dobby Find them, tell them about your generosity and kindness...the house-elves look forward to this day."

"Well."

Felix bowed his head in thought.

After a while, he raised his head, "Sign a contract with them—but not in my name, in the name of the 'Future World' company. Also, I need you to do one thing from now on—" Penello looked serious Listen carefully and take out a small notebook to record. "—recruit humanoids as employees, werewolves, vampires, centaurs, mermaids, veela, giants and goblins, you know what I mean, those who are intelligent and can communicate with people... It doesn't take one step, we even You can try to recruit some mixed blood first."

"Are you doing this for...?" Penello asked holding his breath.

"Don't you think it would be fun to bring them together?"

Felix smiled, but Penelope had no sense of humor, sighed and thought to himself: Oh, poor Percy...they won't be talking about work all the time together, will they?
"Well, I do have enough reasons-as the company continues to expand, we need to develop new product sales channels, and these hybrids, especially those with wizards, can be guides."

His real purpose is far more than these, such as laying the foundation for the pan-magic alliance in advance... From the current point of view, it is not very effective, and even thankless, but if one day, the magic world is forced to make it public, Felix I hope that the entire wizarding world has one and only one voice.

He didn't elaborate, the reasons above were enough to convince Penello, she nodded.

"This matter will be very troublesome to operate. Many of them have hatred for each other. What's worse, most of them don't have a good impression of wizards, so there is no need to worry. As a long-term task... I will work with Bo Ms. Enns discussed that it would be best to second a few people from the Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures."

Felix smoothed his train of thought as he spoke.With Voldemort down, it's time to find an opportunity for the Ministry of Magic to take over the responsibilities that belonged to them.

What is the role of the Ministry of Magic?
Making the laws and governing the entire wizarding world, the most important thing is to hide the wizarding world from the Muggle world.However, if exposure cannot be avoided, they have the responsibility to study relevant plans and risks and make adequate preparations.

With the arrest of the dark wizard coming to an end, the next action of the Ministry of Magic is to judge, award, and then what?If there is no Felix, peace will naturally be restored, and everyone will live their little days behind closed doors.

From this point of view, the entire group of wizards are lazy citizens with no sense of crisis.

No need to be surprised.

Due to the limited number of people and the great convenience of magic, wizards cannot establish a large and meticulous political, economic, cultural, and legal system like the real world—that requires a lot of manpower to maintain the operation of this system.

The pace of life in the wizarding world has always been very slow, so slow that many systems and customs have been passed down for hundreds of years and will not be easily changed. In essence, the wizarding world is made by people - visionary and outstanding wizards stand up to promote social progress.

Looking at it from a higher level:

Every ten years or decades, several outstanding wizards will be born. They are brilliant in their respective research fields and have a transcendent status. Therefore, they can easily push a certain aspect of wizarding society forward by themselves. , not only limited to the system, but also such as potions, spells, new theories...

The chocolate frog character card is a concentrated expression of this phenomenon.

"Let's go, let's go see the house elf army." Felix said briskly.

They came to the third floor, where nearly one-third of the space belonged to house-elves. After opening a slightly smaller door, they were greeted by the scene of busy labor inside.More than a hundred house-elves sat around a large but low work platform, which looked like a raised step, or a rectangular ring.

They sat in small chairs, with all kinds of semi-finished materials neatly placed in front of them.

The house-elves moved in unison, pointing their slender fingers at a piece of cut-out wrapping paper. The wrapping paper was folded dazzlingly and turned into an exquisite gift box in a few seconds. Felix swore he would never No mistake, he saw a cartoon version of a bald, noseless wizard...

"Mr. Hype!"

With an exaggerated shriek, a house-elf leaped from his seat and appeared in front of Felix, flying on his short legs.

"Hello, Dobby," said Felix.

"You too, Mr. Hemp," said Dobby excitedly, studying Felix with his large, round eyes.Then all the elves stopped what they were doing, timidly surrounded them, and looked at Felix cautiously with the same eyes as Dobby.

"Hello, everyone—uh—elfs."

"Sir, this is Buck." Dobby said happily, pointing to the house-elf closest to him. "Hello, Buck." Felix nodded. "This is Kiki, Baker, Holly, Beton, Kiki," he introduced one by one, and then slapped his forehead, "Oh, yes!" Dobby dragged him from the crowd as if by magic. A house-elf, "and Winky."

Shining was wearing a clean little skirt, shyly hiding behind the crowd.

"Winky?" Dobby looked at her happily.

"Hi, Mr. Haip—" Winky said cautiously.

"How are you doing here?" Felix asked.

"Very, very good..." she whispered.

"No, Winky is not good!" cried Dobby. "Winky was still thinking about her old owner, Mr. Crouch, and I told her we had a new—well, employer, but she wasn't happy about it, She also refused to accept any wages!"

"Buck doesn't want an employer either, Buck wants a master!" said the house-elf who was first introduced eagerly, staring straight at Felix.

"Kiki too. Kiki don't be an unwanted elf!" cried a house-elf with a slightly shrill voice.Her words drew a chorus of approval, and a group of little heads with bat ears bobbed up and down.

"That's exactly what I'm here for," said Felix mildly. "To be honest, I was taken aback when I found out that there were so many house-elves in the company. I serve, so I had a good idea—you've heard of Hogwarts, right?"

The house-elves nodded apprehensively.

"In the Hogwarts kitchen, there are about as many elves as you. They don't belong to someone, but belong to that old castle in name. Of course, if any house-elves want to leave, we will I don't think Dumbledore would stop—”

"They won't leave, they're living a happy life!" cried a house-elf, with a hint of envy and disbelief.

"Kiki?" Felix asked, blinking.

"Yes, Kiki, Mr. Haip." Kiki replied excitedly, as if he was very honored that Felix could remember his name.

"... Now that you know, things will become much simpler. I plan to adopt a similar model and sign a magic contract. I will not set a time. You can stay anytime you want. The specific terms focus on the confidentiality agreement. If you want to leave, you can't disclose product information... There are also some rules about treatment, Dobby and Miss Clearwater will tell you."

"We don't need treatment, and we don't need wages!" cried another house-elf.

"Oh," Felix showed a embarrassed expression, "but the Ministry of Magic has made regulations, and you deserve it. I don't want to be troubled by people from the Ministry of Magic... And," his expression became serious, "When you stay in the company, it is different from serving a certain wizard family. The tasks you are exposed to are more professional and challenging—" The house elves puffed up their chests one by one. "——In order to facilitate management, it is necessary to formulate uniform rules."

The house-elves nodded in confusion.

"As for Winky—" Felix thought, crouching down to her.

"Since you have nowhere to go for the time being, you might as well stay here and save some money—listen to me, don't you want to buy a present for Mr. Crouch? Winky, Azkaban is out of camera The ghost, which means that Mr. Crouch will come out soon, and three years have passed. If you want to go back to him, I will not stop you, but I think he must see the gift you sent Will be very happy."

After Felix finished speaking, he stretched out his hand with the palm up, revealing a golden Galleon.

Winky blinked her huge brown eyes, and her nose, shaped and sized like a large tomato, twitched. She was clearly in a state of entanglement, and her little brain seemed to be having a hard time sorting out these complex issues .

Just when Dobby No. 12 urged her, Shining stretched out his hands tremblingly to hold the golden Galleon, tears streaming down his face.

"Thanks, thank you, Mr. Hype."

Holding her little skirt, she bowed deeply to Felix.

……

In the evening, after returning to school, Felix and Valen were a little hungry, and they went down the crooked spiral staircase one by one, ready to find something to eat in the kitchen.

I don't know who started it, but in short they started playing the game of stepping on each other's shadows.Varun flicked his feet nimbly, running back and forth around Felix, yelling excitedly as he ran—it was counting points.

Felix suddenly felt that he was at a disadvantage, his shadow was much bigger.

"Ha!"

Varen shivered suddenly, ran over to his shoulder, and complained to him, the look in that man's eyes was so scary!
Felix turned his head and saw Professor McGonagall and Mr. Bagshot, whom he had seen during the day, walking side by side. Professor McGonagall was talking quickly, and did not notice the existence of him and Warren.Mr. Bagshot, on the other hand, had his eye on Varen, his eyes narrowed and his face darkened.

"Since Dumbledore has agreed... I can't say anything, but, Mr. Bagshot, please be prepared. Managing little wizards is a very hard job. I will tell you everything I know, including Textbooks, teaching assignments, school rules . . . oh, Felix?"

Professor McGonagall looked up in surprise, looking at Felix and Varen on his shoulder.

"Minerva," Felix nodded slightly, but his gaze was fixed on Mr. Bagshot with obvious scrutiny, "this is—"

"Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for the new school year," said Professor McGonagall.

"Ah, of course..."

Felix looked at Mr. Bagshot, and just when Professor McGonagall thought he would introduce himself—he was always so polite—Felix's eyes suddenly brightened, and he looked straight at the school's new professor.

Mr. Bagshot showed an agility that was completely different from his age. The exclusive wand appeared in his hand instantly, and a fierce vortex of magic power erupted, blocking Felix's sight, but Felix had already got what he wanted after a quick glance. result.

Failed...

Normally, he would not stare at strangers with a magical perspective, which is too provocative, but someone seems to have seized this loophole and disguised himself as a Squib.Not right, Felix remembered Dumbledore's words, he is no different from a squib now.

But what magic did he use to still be alive and kicking after meeting Dumbledore and seem to have gotten himself a teaching job?
Felix never thought he had misunderstood.

Just as he offered refuge to the remnants of the pure-blood family, Dumbledore did the same.

"Felix...Mr. Bagshot...you..."

Professor McGonagall, who was caught in the middle, could hardly breathe. She stared at the two serious faces with difficulty. She didn't understand why they were suddenly at war, and she was also surprised that a squib could burst out such powerful magic power.

She didn't know whether she should be relieved that Dumbledore hadn't lost sight of it, and the new professor would not be bullied by the students.

"Mr. Bagshot?" Felix said in a voice that was almost a whisper, and the pressure shrouded in the outside gradually subsided, "Since the day passed, I have been puzzled, and the author of "History of Magic" Bathilda Bagshot is yours—"

"...Auntie." Grindelwald said in the same soft tone.

"She lives in Godric's Hollow, which is really a good place with beautiful scenery. Godric Gryffindor, who founded Hogwarts, was born there, and so was Bowman Wright, who invented the Golden Snitch. ...nearly, there are the Dumbledore family and the Potter family."

Of course, there are more than these celebrities who have been born in Godric's Hollow.

The two thought of a name at the same time, Ignotus Peverell, owner of the Cloak of Invisibility, the third relic of the Deathly Hallows.

Felix and Grindelwald stared at each other for a moment, both smiling.Their outstretched hands—one young, slender; the other old, wrinkled—clasped tightly, dangling in the air as if wrestling.

"You are welcome, Mr. Bagshot."

(End of this chapter)