A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 670 Jailer
Felix returned to the ancient rune office expressionlessly, with heavy steps, and sat on the sofa.Varun yawned and handed him a bottle of juice he had mixed.

As a result, someone bit the straw and blew air into the juice, making bubbles in the juice, so that Warren hit him twice in anger.

Felix rubbed its soft fur with a smile, and watched cat and mouse cartoons with it.After watching for a while, his thoughts also became lively.

He even felt that the bulldog Spike and Dumbledore were similar, this is definitely a psychological effect, if so, who is Grindelwald?It can't be the unlucky Tom cat.

Varun looked at Felix strangely, and the big devil smiled so happily.

Did the big devil bring himself into the blue cat in the cartoon?That's not bad, it often brings the mouse's point of view, since Jerry always manages to outmaneuver his larger counterparts.Unfortunately, this episode is about the story of the blue cat teasing the big dog.

Back in the bedroom, Felix was lying on the bed, and the scene that happened in the principal's office kept circling in his mind.

Dumbledore solemnly introduced him to the binding spell cast on Grindelwald.Before Voldemort appeared, Grindelwald was considered the most dangerous dark wizard ever. Even now, Grindelwald is still more threatening than Voldemort in the minds of some people (especially the magical regimes other than Britain).

Facing such an enemy, one cannot be too cautious.

When the legendary duel was over, the Magic Congress of America delegation proposed to execute Grindelwald immediately to avoid future troubles, because no existing prison could trap him.This proposal was approved by more than half of the representatives of the countries at that time, but Dumbledore opposed it with all his strength.

His reason is: the reason why this duel exists is because they promised each other before the duel that the loser will automatically be imprisoned and completely (or passively) give up their ideas.

Besides, there are more practical reasons.

The war is not over yet, and the power of the saints scattered all over the world is still huge. If they hear the news that the leader has been executed, they will definitely not be afraid to set off riots everywhere.

The magic world has finally seen the hope of peace, and it should adopt a gentle approach instead of actively intensifying conflicts.Therefore, not only can Grindelwald not die, the International Federation of Wizards must actively spread the news that he is alive, so that the saints cannot elect a new leader.

At that time, Dumbledore's reputation was in full swing, and the situation was indeed turbulent, so this method was adopted later.

But new problems emerged.

At that time, the officials of the Ministry of Magic of various countries clearly realized that simply confiscating the wand or using a magic barrier could not trap Grindelwald at all.They must design new and powerful prison measures to prevent Grindelwald from breaking out of prison again.

An African wizard has a solution.

The Waggadu School of Magic, located on the land of Africa, has always retained the ancient gesture casting, so losing the wand does not make the black wizards there lose their ability to resist. They naturally have unique solutions, such as binding spells specifically for finger joints.

But Grindelwald's power far exceeds that of ordinary dark wizards, and the treatment he received is naturally extraordinary. The African wizard mentioned an extremely powerful confinement magic, and its reputation has changed in the local wizard community. It is like a horror legend.

Felix thought about what Dumbledore had said about it:
"Rather than imprisoning magic, it is better to say it is some kind of unknown vicious curse. Once it is recruited, it will entangle in the flesh and blood of the wizard like a gangrene, constantly absorbing the magic power of the subject, making it unable to Cast a spell, and in effect become a Squib."

"I improved it—removed the pointless, punishing pain, and added a key, a window so that if Grindelwald tried to break the spell, I would know immediately."

"Because I used my own magic power, I can still roughly perceive his position and state. Of course, the farther the distance is, the more blurred this feeling will be..."

"So the imprisonment at Fort Nurmengard is just a cover, and you are the jailer guarding the prison." Felix suddenly had an epiphany, and he pointed it out sharply.

Dumbledore didn't answer, but lowered his eyes and looked at his hands.After a while, he continued to murmur:

"In order to study the secret of the resurrection stone, my soul and magic power have undergone unforeseen changes. I am no longer suitable—in your terms—to be a jailer. A new person must be found to replace me."

"You're so obsessed with the Resurrection Stone, Albus, even if it's for Harry—"

"And Ariana." Dumbledore interrupted: "It can even be said that the whole plan was entirely for her at the beginning, and it has gradually formed in my mind since I got the resurrection stone. Every day since then, I have I kept suppressing this thought, because Voldemort was still there, and I had to try my best to convince myself not to wear that ring. I endured it for a few years, and finally Voldemort completely fell, so I dared to let go."

Felix stared at him, his thoughts were too deep.Dumbledore smiled mischievously at him.

"So you thought of me?" Felix raised his voice slightly.

Dumbledore's eyelids trembled a few times, and he said in a deep voice: "I know you hate bondage, Felix. I can assure you that after the spell transfer, you will not have any troubles, on the contrary, there are only benefits. From now on, Guy Lett will never be your trouble."

There was a brief silence.Felix wavers between agitation and resistance, and it is difficult to make a choice for a while.

If Dumbledore is telling the truth - he believes that Dumbledore will not deceive him, not only out of trust in the other party - becoming the new jailer means that Grindelwald's fate will be completely in his own hands hand.Although there is no benefit, it can remove a huge hidden danger: at least Felix doesn't have to worry about being surrounded by an army of [-] saints when he wakes up.

The reason why I can't forget it is because this threat is real and effective.After a certain quarrel, the old man was cornered and threatened him secretly with this matter, just as bad as the woman whose pseudonym was Noel.

Felix is ​​confident that he will not be defeated or captured alive—his combat system is very restrained against huge crowd tactics, but everything has a limit. Just because he can escape from the army of wizards does not mean that he can resist thousands of monsters at the same time. People's continuous magic offensive.

And, without knowing it, he also made Hogwarts a part of himself.

He could run, but Hogwarts couldn't.Not even Dumbledore.

In the darkness, Felix's blue eyes stared at the ceiling.Varun smacked his lips in the cradle, talking in his sleep unconsciously.Fox?catch fish?Seems like a lot of fun...

Some thoughts came to mind again.

"Why didn't you accept the conditions offered by Grindelwald? From his speech at the dinner table this morning, he seems to have the idea of ​​repentance, at least it is also a signal of voluntary release of compromise. I don't believe you can't see it."

"I hope it's true. I hope he feels how horrible and disgraceful what he's done. Maybe, he wants to make up for what he did... But we're too deep, Felix. I Can't judge the authenticity, can't bear the price of misjudgment, and the entire magic world can't bear the price..."

These words almost declared the possibility of Grindelwald's future comeback.

"...Okay, I probably understand what you're thinking. Why did you choose me to transfer the spell?"

"Ordinary wizards can't bear this power. It's like their Animagus can't incorporate magic items into themselves-I don't think you should have this trouble?"

"Tsk, you expected it." Felix curled his lips.

"You can think about it for a while," Dumbledore finally said sincerely, "I hope you can agree, not an order, but a plea... If people from the International Federation of Wizards know about this, it will be difficult for Gellert to continue." survived."

……

After entering May, the sunny weather has increased day by day.When Felix stood in front of the window and looked into the distance, he found leisurely students sporadically appearing beside the black lake. The lake was sparkling, and giant squid basked in the warm shallow water.

Felix wrote a letter to Rita Skeeter.

The woman vomited bitterness in her reply, but he saw through the tricks in her words at a glance, and Skeeter was immersed in it. In her own words, she was "standing at the turning point of history, and when you can move around with a light stroke of the pen tip bureau."

Very tempting.But Felix still prefers the novelty brought by magic, nestling in one place to ponder novel and interesting magic topics.Like landing on the moon, or—

When Hermione walked into the office, she was surprised to find that Professor Haip was knitting a piece of fabric, and there was a book open on the small table in front of her. She picked it up and read the title of "Sweater Knitting Patterns Encyclopedia".

Hermione gaped from ear to ear in surprise.

"I want to make some new attempts." Felix said with a smile: "I asked around, and finally Professor McGonagall told me that our headmaster has a high level of appreciation for Muggle sweater patterns, I just mentioned it casually , he recommended me to watch this, the content is very comprehensive.”

He beckoned to the cabinet, and two fat teacups with smiling faces floated over, he pointed again, and the cups were filled with tea.

"Let's be thankful for this ingenious Christmas gift, Warren fell in love with him at first sight. But he was out for a walk and said he was going to catch some fish for Fox..."

While he was doing these things, the few crochet needles were still busy in an orderly manner.

Hermione thanked her, went around and sat down on the other side, only then did she discover something unusual: the yarn used for knitting was different from what she had imagined. Book.

"This is...ancient rune?" She stared at the wool for a while, only to realize that they were actually made of pocket magic characters.She couldn't help being amazed.

"Um, uh, what do you think of?" Felix said expectantly.

Hermione swallowed, and began to think seriously, before she could react, a word came out of her mouth.In her mind, this idea was so reasonable that it could perfectly explain the strange behavior of the always lazy professor.

"Invisibility cloak?"

And it was by no means a thing that was cast with a disillusionment spell or woven with the hair of an invisible beast. What emerged from the depths of her memory was a sacred object classified as the Deathly Hallows. Ever since she knew that the Resurrection Stone was real Once in existence, she's less stubborn about the Deathly Hallows.

Of course, her idea was the same as Felix's, that is, they were all made by skilled wizards.

An appreciative smile appeared on Felix's face.

"Oh, professor! Have you figured out how to make the invisibility cloak? When did this happen? I never heard Harry mention that you borrowed the invisibility cloak from him." Hermione said half excitedly, half confused .

"I haven't borrowed it. From what I know about the Deathly Hallows, no matter who their real maker is, it is clear that he is very strict with his knowledge and has no idea for future generations to study. The above imposed I have cast a powerful protective spell... so I had to find another way."

Hermione held the teacup, and asked questions one after another:

"Is its purpose invisible?"

"Obviously not."

"Oh..." Hermione muttered softly, and moved closer, her nose almost touching the half-woven rune fabric, "The rune on this is too small to see clearly..."

"Use your instincts, Miss Granger."

Hermione closed her eyes slightly, and after a while she didn't seem to sense anything, she couldn't help opening her eyes discouraged.

"I can't do it, I'm not good at it."

"Don't rush to make a decision, maybe you are not good at it because you are too rational, and you actively closed your mind..."

"Wouldn't it be nice to be rational?" Hermione asked dejectedly.

"There is nothing wrong with rationality, and it does not conflict with learning magic, but only rationality is prone to problems. In fact, I have encountered similar troubles..."

Hermione's eyes lit up.

"Professor, how did you solve this problem?"

Felix cleared his throat.

"Maybe it's because I wasn't as stubborn as you when I was young, uh, I mean read so many books; or I grew up with inexplicable fantasies about magic, wishing it could appear in my world...or maybe I The experience of the first few years required me to hold on to the magic, but all this happened naturally, and a delicate balance between reason and emotion was reached in me-at least I hope so. very satisfied."

Hermione first showed a disappointed expression, because the professor didn't seem to say anything, and then she suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but put her hand over her mouth.

She asked cautiously:

"Well, professor... What does it feel like to have a magic riot? I heard Neville mention it, but you seem to be different. One is because of love, while the other..."

"Oh, Miss Granger—"

Felix suddenly smiled, as if a huge secret was about to be revealed, with a little eagerness and excitement.

"I did have some not-so-great experiences, but not all of them."

Hermione blinked, unable to comprehend the meaning of the words for a while.

"And, not all of them?"

"Yeah, even I can't distinguish those chaotic emotions...It was too complicated for me at the time. But, Miss Granger. It stands to reason that those dangerous time travels you have experienced should be It works a little bit."

(End of this chapter)