A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 676

In the headmaster's office, the phoenix whistled in Dumbledore's ear.

"Gellert was taken away? Well... those people have a bad attitude, Fox, we can't expect everyone to think the same as us. They are just doing business." Dumbledore comforted softly, and Fox lowered his head, Let him touch his feathers.

Felix brushed the air in front of his eyes, and a mirror appeared out of thin air.

Magic symbols flickered on the edge of the mirror, and the mirror surface rippled like water.Through the layers of fog, a still picture was reflected: it was a grass field, with a huge Ouroboros hanging in the air.

Dumbledore stared at the mirror, and after a moment, he cheered up and said.

"Felix, there are only two of us left now, and while Harry still needs some time, I have something to tell you."

Felix glanced uneasily at Fox, who shrank pitifully.

"Just so I have something to ask - is it worth it, Albus?"

Dumbledore smiled easily.

"Just a year ago, around this time, Voldemort asked me the same question." Looking at the scene in the mirror, he said with some difficulty, "My answer is the same as that time: it's worth it."

Felix frowned.

"I thought you would come up with a better way than one life for another... plus two soul projections."

"This is a necessary price, for...for the greater good."

"I can't think of any 'benefit' greater than an archmage." Felix said calmly: "You showed me the prophecy, and you know better than me how much an archmage is in the current situation." important."

"But the question is, what do people need from me?" Dumbledore said flatly, "Wisdom? Strength? Prestige? I'm afraid I won't be able to meet their expectations even if I'm intact."

"You did it half a century ago." Felix raised his voice slightly, "I remember a book calling you 'Protector of Muggles and Muggle-born wizards'."

Dumbledore smiled bitterly.

"You also said it - just a protector, not anything else. You should know what happened to me - my sister became obscurant, poor father died in Azkaban, mother took care of Ali Ana lost her life - knowing the source of all this pain. Felix, I was full of resentment, and I hope you can understand the meaning of the word, so I hit it off with Gellert. At that time, my danger level No less than Gellert!"

Felix exhaled lightly, dispelling the chill in his heart.

"Are you afraid of becoming the second Grindelwald?"

"Yes, I'm afraid." Dumbledore said frankly, "Only I know how close I am to crossing that step. I didn't think about abusing Muggles, but I acquiesced that some innocent people would be hurt. The number grew bigger and bigger as I discussed it with Gellert, yet I paralyzed my conscience with empty reasons. So reality hit me hard. I came to my senses, but the price was too great to bear... So I keep reminding myself that I don't have rights, only school is right for me."

"In the years since then, I have tried my best to protect little wizards from Muggle families, oppose the abuse of Muggles, and oppose war. Have you noticed, Felix? All of this is naturally under the normal operation of the "Secrecy Act" Happened. But when all this is reversed? If the tragedy that happened to me is repeated before me again and again, if I have the right to control the world, will I still be able to maintain a clear and sane mind? Lost wisdom, force And prestige is a danger."

Tears rolled down his nose.

Felix's heart seemed to be blocked by something.

A moment of silence.At this time, Harry appeared in the picture, staring up at the Ouroboros in mid-air—he could clearly perceive a part of his magic power and emotions in this huge Patronus.

Dumbledore held out his hand, "I think it's time to transfer the spell."

"Is there still time?" Felix asked in a low voice.

He looked into the mirror, and Harry in the picture waved his wand, and the huge Ouroboros twisted and froze for a while, before the Ouroboros suddenly collapsed and scattered into a silver rain of light.Like the morning fog in the mountains and forests, when the sun shines on it, it disappears in an instant.

"It's enough, it's actually very simple." Dumbledore nodded slightly, "It's just that after the spell is transferred, my magic power must be removed first, and then replaced with yours. This may take several hours."

"Let's start then." Felix said with lowered eyes, he knew that he had taken over a heavy responsibility from Dumbledore.

……

Back in time to a quarter of an hour ago, something far-reaching in the future is about to happen.

"Ron? Hermione? Why are you here?" Harry shook Snape's greasy hair uncomfortably, surprised to see the two trotting up the stairs head-on.

Ron was dumbfounded, obviously not expecting to bump into Snape.Hermione stammered, "Yes, I'm sorry, Professor Snape, we want to come up and see - oh, I mean, we've followed the professors' orders to keep order, and now all the juniors are returning The rest room is gone, only some of the senior students are still in the auditorium, and they don't want to leave—"

Harry blinked, almost forgetting that he was now in Snape's face.

"I see." He said calmly.After finishing speaking, continue to go down.

"It's unbelievable that I escaped like this!" Ron patted his chest and said fearfully, "I thought I would definitely be punished, and if I was locked up, the last vacation of the semester would be wasted—what's wrong with you, heh Min?"

Hermione stared blankly at the corner of the stairs, where Harry had just disappeared.

"It's strange that Professor Snape called us by our first names."

"Oh! It's really strange to say that." Ron scratched his head. "But we'd better meet Harry first. Even if we can't see him, we can ask other professors about the situation."

"Well, you're right," said Hermione, and the two continued upstairs.

At the same time, in a room with closed doors and windows on the second floor of the castle, Professor McGonagall kept wringing his fingers in the dark, and glanced at the unconscious man on the sofa from time to time—not long ago, they were colleagues.

knock knock!

A knock on the door woke her up.She wiped her eyes with a lace handkerchief, took a deep breath, and resumed her usual seriousness.Then she opened the door of the office, and outside stood Professor Sprout.

"Pomona, you're back! Oh, and you, come in—"

Professor Sprout walked in and exchanged glances with McGonagall.A dark-skinned man came in right after him. He looked no longer young, with a serious face. The wrinkles on his forehead and the corners of his drooping mouth curved into the same arc. He was wearing a dark blue wizard robe with a tight neckline. Wearing a brooch, his gray curly hair clung to the top of his head as he walked in and took off his hat.

Before Professor Sprout introduced him, he offered a hand.

"Hello, I am Babajid Akimbad."

Professor McGonagall was slightly surprised, "The new president of the International Federation of Wizards?" Babajid nodded, and at this time four capable wizards in formal attire also entered, "They are members of the law enforcement team I brought. Team member, responsible for this escort operation——Rodney." He said calmly, and a middle-aged wizard walked to the sofa, lit his wand, and checked the unconscious Grindelwald.

"Go away, you ugly bird," said the team member, and Fox, who served as the light source for the room, glared at him disapprovingly.

Professor McGonagall frowned.

"Can you turn on the light?" Babajid said. "It's a bit dim. My team may not be able to see clearly."

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and said nothing. She took out her wand and waved it. Soft light fell from the ceiling, and the office suddenly became very bright.

"Magic lamp?" Babajid said with great interest, "I've been looking for an opportunity to chat with Mr. Hap about that mess...and of course Dumbledore, I hope to listen to his wisdom, but it's business important."

Sprout suddenly let out a scream, and the two turned their heads to look, and Sprout stammered, "He, he used a stinging spell."

"Mr. Akinbad, your law enforcement process is too rough. This is abuse." Professor McGonagall said with a straight face.

"No, this is a necessary inspection, Professor." The team member grinned and said, he looked up, "No problem! He was in a deep sleep, followed by Binding Curse, Imprisoning Curse, Whispering Curse—I I read an internal document, which said that he was eloquent—"

Babajid cleared his throat, "Rodney, carry out according to the plan, you don't need to show your eloquence here." Rodney stopped talking, just took out the shiny handcuffs and shackles, and put them on Grindelwald.

One team member pushed open the door, and the other raised his wand and pointed it at Grindelwald. Under the effect of handcuffs and shackles, Grindelwald's body floated in mid-air, his head and limbs hang down feebly.

"Mr. Aginbad," Professor McGonagall said seriously, "I don't know if Dumbledore told you, but he hopes that the whole process will be kept strictly confidential, especially not to bring him back to his senses."

Babajid replied calmly, "You have a point."

He drew an arc in the air with his wand, and Grindelwald's face was covered by a black mask.Seeing that Professor McGonagall wanted to say something, he showed a smile: "Okay, professor, take me to see Dumbledore. Leave professional matters to them. These young men deal with the most dangerous prisoners all the year round."

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips into a slit, and she walked last. When everyone went out, she stood at the door and looked at Fenghuang, "Thank you, Fox. You can go back." Fox nodded to her, Zhang Spread the wide wings, and the body burns.Then Professor McGonagall closed the office door.

A ball of firelight shone through the crack of the door to her feet, and then faded away.

"Is that a phoenix?" Babajid suddenly said in surprise, "I didn't see it just now."

"It's called Fox." Professor McGonagall said absent-mindedly, "Mr. Aginbad, there is one thing you may not know--Principal Dumbledore has submitted his resignation to the school board, just today... well, he, He can't wait to go on a trip," she sniffed, "I'm not sure if you'll see him."

They walked down the corridor to the spiral staircase when there was a commotion from downstairs. "What happened?" Professor Sprout asked suspiciously. She glanced downstairs, and suddenly a silver transparent head emerged from the steps, startling her.

"Killer! Someone's murdered!" Peeves shouted excitedly while whistling loudly.

Professor McGonagall shouted, "What's the matter, Peeves? Are you playing a prank?" Peeves was taken aback. It was a little afraid of Professor McGonagall, so it replied in a slippery tone:
"There's been a conflict, Professor, Little Whisperer against the grown-ups, wand against wand," said Peeves gravely, "and I was just about to tell Filch that perhaps his little stick could separate people—"

"Little crying bag? Student?" Professor McGonagall frowned tightly, and she hurried downstairs.

"Yeah, that Longbottom—but he's not as fun now as he was in first and second years," Peeves said after her, tumbling on the stairs with his legs pretending to be on the stairs, grunting along the way. "Shut up, Peeves!" Professor McGonagall yelled back. She had already reached the first floor, and the foyer was completely surrounded.

I don't know who shouted "Professor McGonagall is here!" The crowd separated to the two sides, allowing Professor McGonagall to see the two sides facing each other.On one side are naturally four members of the law enforcement team of the International Federation of Wizards, and on the other side——

"Longbottom! Abbott! Finnigan! Thomas! Goldstein! Greengrass!" Professor McGonagall yelled names, wands raised in their hands, and then she turned the other way, "And You two, Weasley and Lovegood, what do you want to do?"

The students whose names were called lowered their wands in embarrassment, and they all looked at one person in unison—it turned out to be Neville.

"Mr. Longbottom, you did all this? Give me a reason." Professor McGonagall's chest heaved violently.

"I want to know too, who are they?" Neville blushed, pointing to the four law enforcement members of the International Federation of Wizards and shouting: "Hannah and I came out of the auditorium and saw them dragging their hands very rudely." I led a man down the stairs, and although his face was covered, I recognized him as Professor Bagshot, and I clearly remembered the patterns on his clothes and trousers!"

"They are law enforcement officials from the International Federation of Wizards." Professor McGonagall said weakly. "Mr. Longbottom, you are too impulsive."

"That's why you didn't see what they did?" Neville called, eyes blushing. "They, they—" he stammered with anger.

Hannah Abbott held his hand and said in his place:
"Professor McGonagall, we really don't know the identities of these people, but they didn't look like law enforcement officers at all, like villains who broke into the school. They made Professor Bagshot's knee hit the steps and his head hung on the ground You know, Neville respects Professor Bagshot very much... After asking a few questions, he was attacked with a spell."

The students were instantly outraged.

Professor McGonagall widened his eyes and turned to look at the four members of the law enforcement team.They stood there expressionless.At this time, Babajid came over and asked seriously: "Rodney, is what this student said true?"

"It seems to be the case." Rodney curled his lips. "Who can explain why so many students speak up for a dark wizard who has committed all kinds of evil?"

"What evidence do you have for saying that?" a student shouted indignantly.

"Evidence?" Rodney said contemptuously. "There are as many of these things as you want. You don't know what he did when he was young. If he hadn't been sheltered—"

"Rodney!" Babajid snapped.

He looked around, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Please allow me to introduce myself to everyone: Babajid Akinbad, the current president of the International Federation of Wizards—" The students around looked at him in surprise, then confirmed To Professor McGonagall, she nodded slightly.

There was a murmur in the hall.

"I guarantee on my own reputation that this man in front of me is definitely a dark wizard, and he is also the most dangerous kind. He escaped from the prison where he was held a year ago, and this time it was Principal Dumbledore who handed over his uniform to him personally. For us," said Babajid.

The students looked at each other.Is it another fake Moody?However, it is quite bold for fugitives to go to Hogwarts to apply for a professor. Even Professor Black became a teacher after being cleared of his grievances.

"Of course, I know that you don't know, so this courage to defend the teacher is commendable. I don't need to hold you accountable, but if you take another step, it is a violation of the law. You should think clearly." Finally, his tone became more severe.

Many students showed timid and cowering expressions. Babajid looked around and waved his hand. The four members led the unconscious Grindelwald away.

"Wait, eh—Mr. Aginbad?" Neville summoned up his courage to take a step forward, and whispered, "I'm sorry, it was my fault. I wanted to ask—can I have a few words with Professor Bagshot Is it? Just a few words, I want to ask clearly in person—”

"Absolutely not!"

This sentence was not said by Babajid, but from Professor McGonagall.She said resolutely against all the surprised eyes: "I will not allow anyone to wake him up."

There was no sound in the hall, only the team member surnamed Rodney snorted, and the person next to him tugged at his sleeve, and they walked out of the castle through the crowd.Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. Although she didn't know the reason, she finally completed the task assigned by Albus.

"Okay, let's spread out," she turned her head and said solemnly, "Get out of here, where is the prefect? ​​Take responsibility."

The students all dispersed, discussing what happened just now, discussing the identity of Professor Bagshot, only Neville was stunned, and he took out the broken looking glass from his pocket. He imagined many possibilities, but I never expected such a farewell scene.

On the other side, four law enforcement members came to the carriage on the hillside of the castle.

"You are a little impulsive, Rodney, I know your family has a grudge against Grindelwald." A team member said, he controlled Grindelwald into the carriage, and then got in himself. "But you shouldn't attack that student, even to scare—"

"I do not have."

"what?"

"I didn't want to scare him, I wanted to stun him directly. But I don't know why, the spell obviously hit him, but it didn't work." Rodney himself wondered, he stared at his wand, could something be wrong? up?

He glanced at Grindelwald, who was sandwiched between the two members, and waved his wand randomly twice. Grindelwald's exposed skin suddenly became red and swollen, as if he had been whipped.

"Rodney! I warn you—"

"I'm sorry, Captain." Rodney shrugged, lowered his head and continued to look at his wand, "It didn't work. Then why? Some kind of concealed defensive spell?"

While speaking, there was a sudden bump in the car, and the black carriage rushed into the dark night sky.The breathing sound under the black mask became rapid, and the skin on the wrist, which looked like welts and had been stung by a bee, suddenly turned red.

At this moment, in the principal's office, two hands were tightly held together.

Mysterious and strange patterns gradually emerged, and then climbed onto Felix's wrist as if alive.

(End of this chapter)