A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 644 Observation Reports
"You didn't reveal a word either?" Harry said with a grin.

Ron looked at the clothes on the twins.

"How much will it cost?"

Fred shook his head with a pretentious sigh, pulled out his wand and waved lightly, three goblets flew over and landed in Harry's hands.Fred and George stepped forward to clink glasses with them, and drank it down. "Then I won't bother you," Fred said.

"Some people keep saying your name." George said with a smile, "especially that fat professor, who is mentioned once in three sentences on average. We suspect that some of you secretly cast a curse on him."

The two stepped aside - "Wait, wait!" Harry yelled, but it was too late.

"Harry, my child!" Professor Slughorn spotted the three of Harry with sharp eyes. He immediately walked towards them with his big belly bound by the brown vest, and a few shiny golden buttons stared at them like the eyes of creatures. watching them.

The office was quiet for a few seconds, and various scrutinizing eyes came from all directions, which was one of the reasons why Harry didn't like this environment.Fortunately, he saw Mrs. Weasley waving happily at them, which made it easier for Professor Slughorn to drag him.

"And you two," Slughorn said to Ron and Hermione as he left, "I've been talking to your parents for a while about the importance of - er - homeschooling." But he didn't Take Harry over to the Weasleys and Grangers, but bypass the crowd and join Amelia Bones in the conversation.

He forced Harry between Ernie and Cormac McLaggen, and said with a smile, "Look, you'll never find a stronger relationship than the friendships you formed in school." Harry stared , with a stiff expression.

He didn't know when he had a 'solid friendship' with Ernie and McLaggen.

For a while, Harry remained silent the entire time.

He found that Professor Slughorn focused most of his conversation on Ms. Burns, occasionally giving some attention to Sirius.This seems to coincide with the thinking of the McMillan couple and the McLagan couple, so Sirius only needs to echo a few words occasionally, and spend the rest of the time observing the uncomfortable godson.

Ms. Burns's answer was concise and clear. Apart from smiling at Harry, she remained basically expressionless throughout the conversation, but this was more in line with the image of a minister of iron and blood——Azkaban So far, more than [-] foreign wizards are still imprisoned.

Out of the corner of Harry's eye, he caught a glimpse of Susan Burns sitting in the corner, gnawing on an apple, and seemed to have caught Harry's gaze. She quickly slipped away and blended into the crowd.

At this time, Felix and Snape came hand in hand.

Neville tugged at his father's sleeve, and Frank Longbottom was chatting with the Grangers about the exclusive wand, "Oh - it's amazing, we've always wondered whose talent our daughter has inherited..."

"what's wrong?"

As soon as Neville's father looked up, his expression was happy at first, and then the joy on his face quickly cooled down when he saw Snape following Felix.Snape glanced here, whispered a few words to Felix, and turned to look for Damocles Belby.

Felix enters the conversation nonchalantly.

On the other side, after seeing him, Ms. Burns quickly responded and walked towards this side.At the same time, an old woman sprang out from the corner, her hair was all gray, and her footsteps were hasty, their eyes met, and they stopped.

Felix gave a timely look of surprise.Burns quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind, turned to face the old woman, "Ms. Pinkstone, we need to talk." The old woman gave her a contemptuous look, and then left.

"Who is that woman?" Mr. Granger asked curiously.

Felix shook his head, so Mr. Granger continued to tell the story of his exclusive wand, "I also had the attitude of giving it a try, and signed up with my wife, and the staff told us that we might have to queue for a long time. Team, but also to pass various reviews... As a result, I was notified the next day, and the whole process was incredibly smooth."

Felix winked at Hermione, who blushed.

"I don't think anyone would refuse a favor to an Order of Merlin."

Mr. Granger froze for a moment.

"Oh, is that so?" He suddenly said with some anxiety: "I heard that that person has been arrested? We have subscribed to several magic newspapers to keep a close eye on the development of the situation... It is said that the mysterious person——what a weird name ——made a deal with the former Azkaban prison guards, and exchanged human emotions for powerful spellcasting ability."

"Dad - I told you to stop watching The Quibbler!" cried Hermione, blushing even more.

"But only this newspaper gave an explanation..." Seeing his daughter's uneasy expression, Mr. Granger decisively changed the subject, "Mr. Haip—"

"You can call me Felix."

"...Okay, Felix." He said, "We bought a whole set of magic projectors. I especially like the 'immersive' mode. It's amazing. It's like we have become characters in the movie. But you must lock the doors and windows when you use it, and hang a sign of 'no outsiders'."

"Hermione," Mrs. Granger said with a deliberately straight face, she was focused on other aspects, "look at your hair—didn't you send home detanglers? And clothes, don't you always Are you all wearing this?"

Hermione let out an annoyed cry and ran away angrily.Mrs. Granger gave chase.

"My daughter—er, was stubborn from a young age," Mr. Granger tried to explain.

"...I can understand."

On the other hand, a relieved Harry and Sirius strolled around the grounds, hands full of food.

"That woman is Carlotta Pinkstone?" Harry asked.

"Yes, a complete nuisance, leave her alone, Harry." Sirius mumbled, stuffing a piece of strawberry pudding into his mouth, "As if we weren't in enough trouble."

"What's the matter?" Harry asked worriedly, thinking of Sirius' investigative mission. "It's not going well?"

Sirius sucked his teeth hard.

"It's going well—it's because of this that the problem is serious." He had a toothache expression, "A lot of things are on the surface."

"Why is that? You don't look like you're okay."

"Hey, I just verified someone's theory, in fact - this way, Harry." Sirius looked up, and found that the two had slipped to Felix's side without knowing it, and Felix showed him Sen Bai teeth.He hurriedly pulled Harry to turn around, and continued, "As I said, it's not too bad to hand in Felix's books just to run errands."

"However, I have figured out one thing in the past few months."

Sirius became serious: "Muggles are different from wizards. They can derive huge theories through some simple reasons, and because there are enough people, there are enough people to fully realize the potential of these theories. They named them The 'basic scientific theory' stuff..."

"This means that the speed of development of Muggles can be estimated—of course there are exceptions, but it is generally the same—I can more and more feel that there is a line in front of me. Once this line is crossed, wizards It will be very difficult for us to keep it a secret.”

Harry's heart was heavy when he heard it, and he thought of the fragment of the speech that Professor Bagshot had shown him. Did that man half a century ago, like Professor Hemp, foresee that the exposure of wizards was inevitable?It's just that Grindelwald finally chose to start a war and try to enslave Muggles.

He vaguely described Professor Bagshot's point of view to Sirius, who stopped chewing and looked at Harry thoughtfully.

"I don't know what Dumbledore thought, but since he chose Mr. Bagshot as the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, it means that he is also aware of the problem. Do you think that professor is hostile to Muggles?"

"Neither," said Harry, rummaging for the exact word, "I guess he thought wizards and Muggles were two separate groups, and once wizards were exposed to the outside world—you know, there might be conflicts— "As he spoke, he suddenly stopped breathing.

He thought about war.

Sirius caught the anxious expression on his face and seemed to guess what Harry was thinking, so he said seriously.

"Don't worry, it's not a big problem. I agree with Felix, we still have at least a few decades to prepare - don't forget, the Minister of Magic has actually been in touch with the Muggle Prime Minister, not completely closed. "

He lowered his voice suddenly, and Harry moved closer to hear him better.

"Frankly, I admire Felix a little bit - but don't tell him lest he get smug - both for pointing out the issues and for the things he did quietly to lay the groundwork for us...Ami Leah already has a general idea."

"What way of thinking?" Harry asked holding his breath, following his godfather to look at Professor Haip in the crowd.

"Gradually increase the connection between the two parties." Sirius said, picking up a piece of ribs, "The problem of squibs is a good starting point. Now that we have an exclusive magic wand, the number of squibs that can cast spells will definitely increase in the future—we It has not been released yet, but there is a trend - a conservative estimate, the number of squibs in the country is 10,000+, or even more, because squibs also have descendants."

"Amelia is going to wait two years for the situation to stabilize, and use this incident as an excuse to secretly negotiate with the Muggle government to set up a special department that will be kept secret from ordinary people."

"Why keep it secret from ordinary people?" Harry asked puzzled.

"Let's do it step by step," Sirius shrugged. "Actually, cooperation means that more government workers will know about the existence of wizards. First, a hole will be opened, and both sides will send their own people to jointly manage what happened in the Muggle community." The magic event, after persisting for a few years, the two sides have a foundation of mutual trust, and then let it out a little bit..."

Harry swallowed.

"Don't look at what I said is simple, but it is very cumbersome to do, and there are various details that need to be sorted out. For example, we are still in a blank in relevant laws, and both parties need to make concessions. It is simply a headache to think about. "

These are enough.Although he still doesn't know the full picture of the plan, Harry's tense mood has relaxed.Just a moment ago he had felt that conflict was inevitable, but after a few minutes things changed, and for a moment Harry thought he didn't understand anything.

"You're still in school," Sirius smiled understandingly. "A lot of knowledge can't be learned on campus. I strongly suggest that you travel for a year or two after graduation, and then enter the Ministry of Magic as an Auror."

Harry lowered his head in silence, as if thinking about the feasibility of the plan.

"What if conflict is inevitable?" he blurted out. Sirius looked at him in surprise, and Harry explained in a low voice, "I mean, we're all looking on the bright side now, aren't we? What if something unexpected happens, like The Muggle government does not recognize the Ministry of Magic as a —”

"They have to admit," said Sirius lightly, "do you think the Ministry of Magic is only protecting wizards from being discovered? Who is suppressing the power of dark wizards? Who is restraining dark creatures so they don't go out to harm people? The Ministry of Magic You can hide at any time, or even withdraw from the UK, and then? This will become a paradise for dark wizards, you don’t think dark wizards will be stupid enough to compete head-on with the Muggle army?”

After a long silence, Harry opened his mouth a few times, unable to imagine the consequences of this happening.

"Let's talk about something happy," Sirius said suddenly excitedly: "How is your Animagus learning? I heard that there are more than [-] students who got excellent in the OWLs exam?"

Harry laughed too.

"Yeah, you have a talent for being a teacher. But—well, we're stuck on the first step, and even Hermione can't think of a perfect solution."

A smile flitted across Sirius' face, and he made a sudden grimace at Harry.

"To be honest," he said with a straight face, "do you think us elders are quite useless?"

"How is it possible—" Harry quickly denied.

"Then what made you have the illusion that Animagus is easy? It took me and James almost three years to achieve this, and it took a little bit of luck. I'm not sure if I do it again. Something went wrong." Sirius said angrily, "It would be great if you could finish it before graduation."

Harry was dumbfounded.

"But you're not talking about Animagus' performance on Transfiguration—"

Sirius grinned and winked at him, which reminded Harry of Fred and George's appearance of a successful prank, "Actually, I didn't lie, if you really do it once, you really don't have to worry about your transfiguration class grades anymore It's..."

The atmosphere in Slughorn's office was jovial, and a violent argument had just ended in the bathroom not far away.

Ms Burns came out in a rage, she was wasting her words, Pinkstone was so hostile to the Ministry, no matter what she said, Pinkstone thought he was deceiving her, the only purpose was to steady her , Waiting for her to die naturally.

Burns took a few deep breaths to calm down, then turned around and strode towards the banquet.A moment later, Carlotta Pinkstone also appeared, looking sullen.

"You are arguing very loudly, Carlotta," said a voice, and Pinkstone turned his head sharply.She hesitated at first, then stared deeply at the pair of silver-blue pupils and opened her mouth wide.

"G, Green—"

"Shh." The man put his index finger on his lips and said softly.Pinkstone immediately calmed down, his pale face flushed with excitement, and he stammered, "I really didn't expect to meet you here."

"But I have been waiting for you. From the first time I heard your name, I had a premonition: that little English girl who single-handedly approached me half a century ago would appear in front of me in an incredible way. Have you ever It's hard, but you enjoy it, don't you?"

"Yes, yes, I only hate that my claim has not been realized." She looked at Grindelwald expectantly, "Do you want to do something this time?"

"But—Carlotta—we have a slight difference of opinion."

"That's right, but—"

"Can I trust you?"

"Of course! What do you need me to do?"

A moment of silence.

"Wait," whispered Grindelwald, "just know that our work is not over."

(End of this chapter)