A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 613 The Confrontation at the Dinner Table
The next day, Felix had breakfast in the auditorium.

He finished his sandwich and mince pie, picked up the slice of bread again, flicked his fingers, the raspberry jam in the distance moved slightly, but did not fly over, Felix looked up and found Grindelwald also staring Eyes on the jam dish.

Compared with Felix, Grindelwald's breakfast is much lighter, just porridge with bread and a glass of milk.

Light but never simple, sweet pumpkin porridge served with freshly baked, fluffy and crispy buns, scattered around with plates of butter, jam, honey, cheese, and thinly sliced ​​sausages and bacon.

Right now, a layer of butter has been spread on his bread, probably because he tasted the nearby strawberry jam, so he focused on the raspberry jam, which coincided with Felix's choice.

The two secretly competed.

The small plate was dragged back and forth under the influence of magic, making a tinkling sound, which was crisp and pleasant.

Professor McGonagall, who was between them, and Professor Flitwick, who was sitting on the left of Felix, also noticed that they were quite indifferent to the little show that happened at the dinner table, because it was not the first time, and it was not worth the fuss at all. .Last time, these two people also condensed a ray of magic power from the thin air on campus. This magical attainment alone made the professors of Hogwarts greatly admired.

It's just that they can't figure out why the new professor holds his own magic wand, isn't that a sign of a Squib?But they didn't delve into it. First, they were not familiar with it, and second, they all had their own guesses: there is no shortage of aliens in the magic world, and a magic experiment may cause irreversible injuries. They were worried that they would touch the unspeakable mystery.

Dumbledore cleared his throat, leaned over and stretched out a long arm to disperse the entangled magic power. The plate was pulled in front of him, and he slowly smeared thick jam on the slice of bread while asking nonchalantly: " Elderly people like to eat sweet and sour food, my personal favorite, do you want to try it?"

"Same goes for strawberry jam for me," Felix said.

"It's raspberries," Grindelwald whispered. "I thought it was cherry jam."

Several professors saw that there was no excitement, and they were eating alone. At this moment, there was a rustling sound above their heads, and a few owls flew into the auditorium through the open window.Several people in the room — including Grindelwald — got the email.

In terms of numbers alone, Felix is ​​naturally the most. Who made him do such a big thing yesterday.He quickly counted five coppers and put Nat into a little leather pouch strapped to the leg of a brown owl, which dropped the Daily Prophet and flew off with a biscuit expertly in its mouth.

He put the newspaper aside casually and concentrated on dealing with the other restless owls.

"is it okay?"

Felix raised his head, and Grindelwald was staring at the newspaper talking, he smiled slightly, "Please." But his eyes swept over a thick and large package in front of Grindelwald, wondering who would send Grindelwald Something, could it be Harry?

Grindelwald took the newspaper and read it. After a while, he grinned silently.

"What a big battle."

Several professors were also reading the newspaper. They seemed to have seen something novel, their eyes widened, and they couldn't help but look up from the newspaper several times to look at Felix. Flitwick even dropped the fork in his hand. Unconsciously.For a while, no one spoke at the dining table except for the sound of quickly flipping through the newspaper and the sound of the owl flapping its wings.

Even Dumbledore opened a tightly wrapped letter and looked at the contents with a serious expression.

Felix managed to untie the letters from the owls' legs, and then he lined them up, stuffed a small biscuit into each owl's beak, and watched them flap their wings and leave.At this moment, Flitwick cried out excitedly, and read aloud:
"Felix, listen to this - just yesterday morning, Professor of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft, Medal of Merlin [-]st Class, St. Mungo's Medical Badge, member of the Wizengamot, Future World Corporation Mr. Felix Haip, the founder, who sparked the upsurge of learning ancient runes, master of memory, and internationally renowned wizard, came into our sight again. This time he was in the company headquarters of "Future World" The release of a new product, the auxiliary spell-casting prop named 'Exclusive Magic Wand' has amazed and shocked countless wizards, which has attracted heated discussions...it's amazing!"

Felix blinked, and put the stack of personal letters in his pocket.

"Is it about yesterday's press conference? I haven't had time to watch it yet, but I guess it will cause huge controversy—"

"It's more than a controversy, it's just, it's—" Flitwick said sharply, standing on his chair, propping up the table with one hand, and flipping the newspaper with the other, "Hurry up and read Let's see."

"I've finished reading it, here it is, it's very interesting." Grindelwald said, handing over the newspaper, Felix glanced at the black font on the huge photo of the event, the headline of the news on the front page was marked in bold: Exclusive magic wand, An epoch-making invention.

He took the newspaper and read it carefully, while Grindelwald slowly unpacked his huge package. On one corner surface that had been unpacked, it seemed to contain various magazines.

At this time, Felix had read what Flitwick had just read, and he continued to read:

The exclusive wand is undoubtedly an epoch-making invention, with great potential in many fields of application. The author non-stop interviewed the most qualified professional to evaluate this matter—the famous wand maker Ollivander.He expressed a strong interest in Mr. Haipu's willingness to cooperate, and Mr. Ollivander also has his own views on the resulting heated discussions (even controversies). "I knew he was going to do something big--before anyone else, from the day he first came into my little shop... Yes, I knew wands, as he was taught by the ebony wand. Like that, he himself showed some outstanding qualities early on, being independent, unconventional, always knowing what he wanted. I could give many examples..."

Felix skips some flattery.

...but the emergence of exclusive wands has also worried some insightful people.An official of the Ministry of Magic, who did not want to be named, said frankly that this will bring heavy pressure to the secrecy work of the magic world, and even be overwhelmed.He repeatedly emphasized that "this is a good thing", but turned around and complained to reporters.

"Many people underestimate the number of Squibs. They are so inconspicuous that they are almost undetectable. They are like invisible people. This is because the number of Squibs who choose to stay in the wizarding world is rare, and they are basically scattered among Muggles. Living in the community, occasionally appearing in Diagon Alley to purchase daily necessities. But after the news of the exclusive magic wand was released, in just two or three days, more than [-] Squibs came to inquire and register. And the news has not even spread open."

After in-depth investigation, the author obtained even more shocking news.

Since the Ministry of Magic does not keep birth records of the Squibs, most of them and their descendants survived as Muggles, so we only know the tip of the iceberg.The number of real Squibs may exceed the number of existing wizards. If they have an exclusive wand, it will have a huge impact on our society, and the same-it will also increase the risk of exposing the wizarding world to the eyes of the world.The author hopes that the authorities will carefully consider the review and distribution of exclusive wands...

It is reported that the concept of magic frequency was first discovered and named by Ms. Hermione Granger, a student at Hogwarts. The public's impression of this name may still be in the five-wizard competition. on the trophy.But the fact is that she herself is also from a Muggle family, and she got a perfect result in this year's OWLs exam. She also made outstanding contributions in the fight against the Dark Lord, and was awarded the Merlin Second Class Medal together with her companions.

Miss Granger and her Muggle parents also participated in the press conference. Now we have reason to speculate that this 'Muggle identity' may have a question mark.

It is worth mentioning that she became Mr. Haipu's assistant in the second grade, and became the first batch of members of the Rune Club (known as the Ouroboros Club by the outside world). The number of papers she published is astonishing, a total of 42 article...

"She's your disciple? That Granger?"

Holding an open magazine in his hand, Grindelwald asked with interest.Professor McGonagall looked sideways, obviously not satisfied with his wording, these days of communication made her draw a cryptic conclusion:

This old man may be an admirer of Grindelwald, or even one of the saints of the year.Professor McGonagall snorted, and what he said now only made this conclusion more convincing.She made up her mind that in the new school year, she must strictly guard against death, and never let evil thoughts poison the young little wizards.

"It depends on how you understand the definition of a believer. I personally would like to call it a partner." Felix said casually.

He skimmed through the rest of the pages: 'Owned Wands Bring Us Dignity: An Interview with the Head of the Squib Support Society', [-]nd Edition; 'Forgotten Second-Class Citizens of the Wizarding World', [-]rd Edition; 'Ancient Runes Almanac Coming Soon' , [-]th edition; 'Members of the Rune Club with Outstanding Achievements', [-]th to [-]th ed.; 'New Challenges to the Wand Regulations: Goblins Demand the Opening of Exclusive Wand Use Rights', [-]th ed.; 'House-Elves and the Assembly Line', [-]th ed.

He put down the newspaper and murmured, "It's both a trouble and an opportunity."

For better or worse, it all depends on how it works.There was a point in the newspaper that coincided with him, this matter should be done slowly, 'carefully consider the review and distribution of exclusive wands', and the number should not be expanded blindly.

"Squib savior, huh? How will they thank you and cast a monument for you?" Grindelwald said with an unclear attitude, "Then you must be careful, and be careful that they will regret it later..."

He stuffed a mouthful of bread into his mouth, chewed and swallowed it slowly, wiped his mouth unhurriedly, and turned over a page of the magazine in his hand.

Felix obviously felt a few beams of eyes cast over him, so he wouldn't take it. He said secretly: "Professor Bagshot, I'm glad to see that your appetite is much better than before. I'm still worried, I heard that eating with dentures doesn't taste very good... I didn't expect that new teeth will grow out in just a few days, and Madam Pomfrey's skills are getting better and better." He said with admiration.

"Has anyone ever told you to be rude?" Grindelwald asked.

"There are quite a few...but they all found out in the end that it was actually a misunderstanding." Felix said, he slightly changed the topic, and his eyes stayed on the cover of the magazine in Grindelwald's hand. He was a little surprised, and he couldn't help but glance Glancing at Dumbledore, he was putting away the letter and lost in thought.

"Jane's Defense Weekly?" Felix asked curiously.

"For lesson preparation." Grindelwald said briefly.

"Oh." Felix's heart moved, and he said with a slight smile: "I saw this magazine when I practiced in Muggle society. In the field it understands, its observation ability, accuracy and fairness are not bad. -"

"You know a lot about Muggle military?" Grindelwald asked sharply.

"I just heard about it..."

Grindelwald sat up straight, "Then what do you think of those large thermal weapons?"

"It's powerful."

"Ever thought about them falling on top of your head?"

"Thinking about it," said Felix honestly, "but it won't hit me."

"Ah, yes, even the strongest—" Grindelwald smacked his lips and asked sharply, "But what about your friends? What about your compatriots?"

"We have defensive spells."

Grindelwald smiled and pointed to the newspaper.

Felix hesitated, knowing he was referring to the Squibs, and if the Squibs flooded in, they wouldn't necessarily be on the same page as the traditional wizards.

"Mr. Bagshot, why are you obsessed with confrontation? That's the worst choice, maybe you don't know, the Ministry of Magic has been in touch with the Muggle Prime Minister—"

"So what?" Grindelwald's aggressive attitude, he said bluntly: "It's just a puppet. What if things develop in the worst direction? Well? After all your preparations fail..."

Felix was taken aback, and he spoke slowly.

"I still insist on peaceful means, negotiation, and deterrence. War is a lose-lose outcome. Besides, as you said... Britain has three islands, and there are many other countries besides the three islands. Their opinions will never be unified. , this is the biggest weight."

"We represent order, and we stand against the threat of dark wizards."

Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick were completely stunned. What were they discussing?Why did the topic involve the exposure of the magic world, and the Muggle war between wizards and Muggles?
Grindelwald showed an expression of appreciation.

"It seems that we still have some common language, and about this—"

"Leonhard." Dumbledore came back to his senses, and he said sternly, "You promised me."

Felix immediately realized that this name belonged to Grindelwald. He only knew that Grindelwald borrowed his aunt's surname before, but he didn't know the name yet. Now it seems that Leonhard Bagshot was the one who forged it. full name.

Dumbledore stood up and said in a deep voice.

"Leonhard, the other side insists on coming over in person to do a comprehensive physical examination of your body." Grindelwald squinted his eyes, his eyes were suddenly full of violence and perverseness, and he said hoarsely, "How dare they?" "I agree. You must do it." Dumbledore said calmly, he did not look at Grindelwald, turned his head, and his tone became calm:
"There is something that may require you to make a trip, Felix. I can't find a more suitable person than you."

Felix is ​​still thinking about it in his head, a comprehensive inspection?who?St. Mungo's therapist?But the tone of the two sides is completely different.

"whats the matter?"

"Give back Ilvermorny's snakewood staff." A wand slightly thicker than normal appeared in Dumbledore's hand, and he said softly: "I have resigned from my position as the chairman of the International Federation of Wizards, and I am not suitable to do so again." Keep it. I need you back."

"You'd better go to the Ministry of Magic first, their delegation is getting impatient."

When the snake stick landed in Felix's hand, a light halo immediately appeared on its surface. In an instant, hundreds of snake hisses echoed in the auditorium.

"Quiet."

Felix ordered in Parseltongue.

The snake stick fell into dead silence.

(End of this chapter)