A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 657 Aftermath and Invitation

Under the quiet night, Felix walked briskly, followed by a string of crooked wizards. Their jaws moved back and forth, as if stepping on some weird rhythm.

A group of people turned into an alley, the shops on both sides were closed, only the dirty windows of the Pig's Head Bar were still lit with yellow light, the door opened, and Aberforth with a bunch of gray hair and beard came out Taking out the trash, I can't help but open my mouth in surprise when watching this scene.

"Good evening." Felix greeted calmly, and continued to walk forward without stopping to chat.

Aberforth stared at the wizards with stiff bodies and their heads hanging on their chests passing by, and he shouted angrily at Felix's back: "So—the Avatar of Death started working again? See It’s not a small gain.” He muttered with empathy: “Which guest is unlucky this time, Paddifu? The three broomsticks?”

His words brought back memories for Felix.

When the old wand was spreading, Felix also appeared at night like today, picking out pests one by one like checking old farmers in his own fields. The Pig's Head Bar not only attracts customers by its price advantage, but also has its unique The bar culture, which allows guests to hide their heads and tails, is also well received by those sneaky wizards, so the Pig's Head Bar has become the hardest hit area for Felix's hunt.

Felix turned his head, showed a bright smile to Aberforth, and continued to walk away.

Aberforth frowned and cursed twice in a low voice. He stopped taking out the garbage, turned and went back to the house, and slammed the door hard with a "bang". "What's wrong?" one of the guests inside asked drunkenly, "I seem to hear someone talking about death."

"Shut up!" Aberforth yelled, his hair standing on end. "If you don't pay for the drink again, I'll tie you to the sign at the door, you despicable thief."

The warlock with messy ginger hair raised his head from the wine glass, opened his bloodshot eyes, and said in a daze, "Aberforth?" He hiccupped, "We're partners anyway... no Is it money? I have..."

He dug out a few gold Galleons from his dirty pocket and threw them on the table.

"Where did you get the money?" Aberforth was astonished.

"Well... I recently got close to a big man, and another... That's the Minister of Magic, the Minister of Magic—do you understand?" The man smirked twice, took two sips of wine in his mouth, and said " Hiss~ha~" inhale, "Wow! Dude, this wine is really strong."

If Felix had just come in and sat for a while, he would have recognized the identity of this scruffy man—he was a friend (and colleague) of all the thieves and smugglers in Britain, Mundungus, a member of the Order of the Phoenix.

Felix had introduced him to Amelia Bones, along with Rita Skeeter, so it wasn't hard to guess who Mundungus was talking about.

Felix stood in the thick night, watching a dozen or so wizards descend from the sky calmly.

These wizards were Aurors, and their wands glowed, illuminating their watchful faces.A woman strode out from the crowd and came to Felix.

It's Amelia Bones.

Felix handed the men over to the Aurors, and stepped aside with Ms. Burns, talking quietly.

"It is recommended that you be held in solitary confinement, at least closed—" Felix calculated, "four months."

Ms. Burns raised her eyebrows.

"Are you interfering with justice?"

"Oh, come on, I'm your consultant. You'll know the seriousness of the matter after you interrogate the leader. He is really a smart man. I read the plan. It is really possible for him to succeed when the information is not transparent. .” Felix briefly told the details of these people, and Burns was dumbfounded in surprise.

In a nutshell, Mr. DeWitt, whose alias is "Noel", is going to move around, gain Grindelwald's trust, use rhetoric to defraud Grindelwald of the right to do things for Grindelwald, and then use a series of meticulous plans and means to receive the old man's love. political legacy.

The key steps of the plan happened to be the recent riots in the United States and Grindelwald's teaching at Hogwarts campus. DeWitt didn't intend to keep it a secret as he said, but used Grindelwald as a banner to recruit people, and at the same time used The spies lurking in the International Federation of Wizards created conflicts, and when the time was right, they would explode in one fell swoop.

By the time--

The old man Grindelwald was naturally described as an ambitious man trying to make a comeback, and was imprisoned immediately.DeWitt can use the banner of Grindelwald's successor and justifiably become the number two saint (self-proclaimed).

Not to mention, this incident will inevitably be accompanied by a sharp drop in Dumbledore's reputation, and Felix himself will be dragged into the water.

"The planning was pretty good, but it's a pity that I didn't practice Occlumency well." Felix said with a sigh: "And he doesn't know me well enough. I'm not as aboveboard as Dumbledore."

Ms. Burns rolled her eyes angrily, "You are surprisingly honest. But, what you said is true?" she asked.

"You also find it unbelievable, don't you? But there is no shortage of careerists in this world, let alone careerists with strong gambling skills," Felix said, "So when I confirmed that he was an enemy, I felt very cruel. I'm relieved, because frankly, if those doubts and malice turn out to be personal grievances—you know, like company competition or something," he shrugged, "I'd be troubled too, of course, now they It's your trouble."

Ms. Burns gave him a blank look.

She stroked her hair, and said after a while: "Just in time, I plan to meet with the new chairman of the Federation, Babajid, that spy is Wollaston, an assistant under the Federation, right? Wait for me to arrange Alright these people, let’s leave immediately.”

She walked over and directed the Aurors a dozen steps away to imprison these people one by one with magic. Among the three Aurors in charge of guarding, a female Auror with pink hair was particularly conspicuous in the dark night.

Felix paced past.

"Tonks."

Tonks looked around vigilantly, and after a few seconds he whispered, "What's the matter?" "How are you and Remus?" Felix asked quietly.Tonks's shoulders slumped and she seemed dispirited, and she said feebly, "Well, that's it."

"Last Lupine's birthday—"

Tonks turned his head sharply, looked Felix up and down, and now it was Felix's turn to wonder.

"Do you have time that day?" she asked impatiently.

"Uh--"

"We'd like to invite you to Remus' birthday dinner, what do you think?" she asked expectantly.

"Yes, yes, but—"

"That's it!" she said decisively, and then said with a "please" look in her eyes: "Well—is it okay?"

Felix cleared his throat and whispered, "It seems that something happened that I don't know about."

Tonks sighed morosely.

"Let me just tell you briefly, we're going to spend my birthday with my parents."

Felix blinked, and immediately had the idea of ​​retreating, "Well, I thought about it carefully, there might be something to do that day, it happened to be Monday...or another day—"

He was startled.

Tonks had made his face haggard, his hair was gray, and there were several wrinkles on his forehead. This is the talent of Metamorphmagus, who can change his appearance by nature.

"I'm so worried, you won't have the heart to watch Remus being interrogated by himself, if you're here, someone will help you if there's a quarrel..." She glanced at the chained wizard , "You can easily subdue more than a dozen black wizards, needless to say, there are only three."

Felix stared at Tonks, wondering how pessimistic she was about the family dinner that was coming soon, to have such a terrible idea.

Finally, when everything was ready, Ms. Burns took out two portkeys. A group of Aurors were divided into two groups, each forming a slightly funny pose in a circle, holding the unconscious prisoner with one hand, and the other One hand touched the port key, and after the dazzling blue light passed, the group disappeared into the darkness.

"Don't forget—" Tonks's screaming stopped abruptly.

Felix remained where he was, pondering his role in the awkward dinner party to come. He would rather deal with a dozen more dark wizards than be the funny guy who jazzed things up, or was the one who brought down the Tonks. of terrorists.

He quickly had an idea.

"Sirius? Recently - don't rush to hang up, I have business with you... Yes, it has to do with your best friend, um, Tonks wants to be more lively..."

When Felix put away the sound transmission mirror, his footsteps became brisk, and he was even in the mood to think about what kind of tone he would use tomorrow morning to inadvertently confide what happened tonight. In the eyes of some people, the dark wizard Grindelwald Become an object that can be used and fooled, and he can't wait to see Grindelwald's reaction.

"I'm just curious," Grindelwald said slowly after Professor Sprout at the next table left at the dinner table the next day, "Why did he find you?"

"Did you think of any sharp counterattack angle?" Felix asked.

Dumbledore had just listened to Felix's words with a serious face, and now his expression returned to normal, and he spread butter and jam on his slice of bread as if nothing had happened.

"I disappeared for half a century, and it's normal to be looked down upon by some young people," Grindelwald said slowly, "but——Felix Hepp, this name has become famous in recent years, what is it? Make people think that you are the breakthrough point of the conspiracy?"

What he meant in his words was that Felix should reflect on himself and what impression he left on the public.

"Regarding this," Dumbledore said with a sudden smile, "The most impressive thing about Felix has always been his status as a scholar. Even if he made a few shots in public, it was to promote his knowledge. He never Not openly related to any political activities. Perhaps—in the view of Mr. DeWitt, a young man who is only 25 years old can achieve such a great achievement, which just shows that he has devoted all his time and energy to Study magic."

Grindelwald said with a smile: "So the person sitting next to me is still a person with an extremely simple mind."

Felix thought about it.

"It does sound a lot better than the titles of Black Wizard and Dark Lord. I said that more and more people who wrote to me after school began to use honorifics, especially during the holidays this month. Greetings Cards and chocolates could fill a bedroom. Albus, you must have had the same experience?"

Grindelwald's expression froze, he paused, looked at Felix, then at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore's wrinkled face flushed slightly, he coughed a few times uncomfortably, "Felix, Minerva asked me to tell you that three students have already felt the throbbing of Animagus. In the short term, this number is difficult to change.”

"Okay, I understand." Felix thought for a while and said, "Let's do it tonight. In fact, I think that in another week or two, there may be new students who will succeed."

"Why do you say that?" Dumbledore asked curiously.

You must know that it is not easy to feel the throbbing of Animagus. It is normal for many people to delay this for months or years. Recite the mantra once each, and nothing will change.This process is actually a test of one's perseverance and character, much more difficult than stuffing a mandrake leaf in one's mouth.

"Because of the existence of the patron saint spell." Felix said: "The current three people--Hermione Granger, Hannah Abbott, and Draco Malfoy, they have one thing in common, that is, they have mastered the guardian spell. God curse."

"The former two are members of the 'Frontline Lookout'. Harry spent a lot of time in the club teaching this magic. As for Draco, although he is not a member of the club, he also secretly mastered this magic. Want to compete with Harry..."

Felix thought the kid was a bit stupid, because he couldn't use it even if he learned it. At that time, his father Lucius was still working under Voldemort, but... stupid people have stupid blessings.

"In short, this trend is quite obvious. The two seventh-grade students of the Transfiguration Club have not received any feedback so far, which just proves this. When Minerva and I discussed this matter, we thought that the Patronus Charm It can unearth the spiritual power of a wizard, and this just meets the requirements of the second stage of Animagus' practice."

Dumbledore thought for a while, then nodded.

"This conjecture is very reasonable. Some magic will have an effect on other magic. It may be a buff effect or a reverse effect." His pupils dilated slightly, and he said with a smile: "This is also a huge research topic. ah."

He glanced thoughtfully at Felix.

"Perhaps only by relying on such a huge student group as Hogwarts can we promote the continuous progress of magic. No wonder those from the Ministry of Magic have not achieved any results after decades of research..."

At nine o'clock in the evening, the wind was strong and the rain was pouring.

(End of this chapter)