A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 727 Celebration
Putting down the sound mirror, Felix couldn't help feeling ridiculous. Rumors are always more eye-catching than facts, especially when they are paired with a short, concise and sensational title that is easy to spread.

It would be even more perfect if the rumor could creatively use three or two phrases to 'explain clearly' a major event with complicated reasons in history.Not only is it very likely to be popular at the time, but it will also have unstoppable and enduring vitality in the future.

To avoid the idiosyncratic allure of these adorable rumors, it's best to have another topic worth talking about besides the timely disclosure.therefore--

"I'm going to organize a Christmas bonfire," Felix said.

"Here?" Horace Greenstitch was a little confused when he heard this answer. He stomped his feet and turned around in a circle. "Oh, uh, good idea..." he said reluctantly, but it didn't take long before he changed his mind and became obsessed with the idea.

"Christmas at Sea! Bonfire Night! Folks—"

Greenstinch bent over the suitcase and shouted excitedly into it, which made the normally serious and staid him look a little crazy.He tilted his head and explained: "People need to be happy." He was still lying on the ground while speaking, looking a little funny.

Before anyone outside could express their opinions, about seven or eight hands stretched out from the box and dragged him into the box without thinking.After a while, there was a hollow echo from the box, like an old speaker of poor quality working, but screams and cheers could still be clearly distinguished from the deafening noise.

Uriah walked up to Felix.

"Is there really going to be a bonfire party?" he asked in a low voice.

"Yes, but it will take a while," Felix said. The others stood far away. A young Auror tried to come over, but was held back by his companion, who shook his head slowly but firmly, with a serious expression on his face. Looking here, it seems that the two are discussing some unfathomable topic.

"Will you be attacked?" Yuria blurted out, expressing the most fearful worry in her heart.

"That's why we have to be patient," Felix explained. "When the 'drill' is over, we can control the island to leave-not now-so in theory, yeah," he said lightly: "We really do There is a risk of being attacked with a deadly weapon."

He walked to the side, picked a dry stone and sat down, facing the azure blue sky with the icy sea breeze blowing.A radius of dozens of kilometers was within his line of sight, but he actually didn't look at anything, just sat quietly.The huge magic power surging on the island seemed to be an extension of his limbs, and countless small runes flickered between the rocks and the rocks.He began to recall the experience of the past six months bit by bit. From the initial stupefaction to calm acceptance and active mediation, he played an increasingly important role. Now he finally puts himself on one end of the scale and writes peace on the other end. The weight is lifted high.

He stood at the forefront of all wizards, and any eyes cast on this group of scrutiny would inevitably look directly at him and face his existence.

When the sun rose to the highest position of the day, Aginbad appeared, and he was travelling, bringing a piece of good news. "It's done, two or ten minutes ago...the spokesperson came out of the White House..." He was incoherent with excitement, and a smile appeared on his face, "I used the portkey and wanted to tell you the news myself."

Even though he acted very calmly, when the dust settled and everything came to an end, Felix still breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, feeling relieved.He doesn't care how intense the game has been in Washington, hundreds of kilometers across the coast, in the past few hours. He didn't even show any abnormality when Aginbad told him that the other party sent an invitation and was about to restart negotiations. Well, all we have to do now is welcome tomorrow's Christmas, and after that comes the New Year!

Half an hour later, the floating island left towards the deep sea.

The President of the White House, who saw this scene through the satellite transmission, was relieved, slumped on a chair, covered in cold sweat.The senior officials and staff members around him also heaved a sigh of relief, and the stone in their hearts fell to the ground.Now there is no one in this world who knows the strength of the other party better than them. Other countries can only rely on satellites in the sky for long-distance observation and evaluation. They are the ones who have experienced it first-hand and can do more. A week ago, with the army all over the port and surrounding areas.

Of course, now all the equipment has failed, and it has become a state that cannot be explained by the existing scientific system.

An hour ago, they were still having a heated discussion about whether to use the ultimate hole card - the decision for this step is not so easy to make, and other countries have also euphemistically conveyed their intentions through explicit and implicit means. Once the nuclear bomb is used, the situation is likely to completely get out of control.This is something that no country wants to see.Of course, it is also what the White House does not want to see.They tried their best at home and abroad to force the wizards to create a confrontational situation, not to drag themselves into the abyss of war.

The purpose of doing this is to predict that wizards will seriously damage their interests in the future, or in other words, the higher the presence of wizards, the greater the threat to their right to speak in the world.

That being the case, it is very necessary to suppress the current most influential international wizarding organization as much as possible.

The best result they imagined is to set off a wave of anti-wizards around the world, while they themselves adopt a strategy of pulling and fighting against wizards in their own country, and use various political means to win over and divide the entire wizarding group. It can be a difference of blood... But these assumptions are all based on one premise - the International Federation of Wizards must disintegrate (the International Pan-Magical Union is just an empty shell in their view).

They almost watched helplessly as the declining International Federation of Wizards regained its vitality.

All because of one man, Felix Hemp.

His works on the non-magic world have become authoritative textbooks for the reverse study of wizards; the rune system he created has been learned by countless wizards; the negotiation strategies he formulated have become a reality step by step—especially this point, which has made countless people sigh— Without the image foundation laid by wizards in front of the world in the past few months, it would never have led to the current situation where everyone is watching and watching, let alone a tacit consensus of 'cooperation first, confrontation second'.

Needless to say, Haipu himself has shown abilities comparable to gods today.

This is the top priority.In the eyes of the President of the White House and his staff, building a floating island is not the scariest thing—on the contrary, it is quite in line with their imagination of magic—what is really scary is the seemingly harmless, fairytale-like monster that covers the entire city. The magic, the effect is a bit like a black and white picture book for children to practice graffiti.

The hidden meaning behind this magic made them give up on expanding the conflict, and it was almost a final decision.

An hour ago, a small force closest to New York quietly entered the city. They detonated hundreds of small explosives, but did not cause any damage to the city, as if the two were not in the same world.

what does this mean?
Nukes probably won't work, and most likely won't.Even if it is detonated in front of that person, the possibility of threatening the other party is infinitely close to zero.As for the feasibility of the event... No one dared to bet on the consequences. If someone he valued happened to be killed by accident, the whole country would be plunged into darkness.

In the silence, the President of the White House whispered what he had read about another wizard from the newspaper, and this seemed to be the best footnote to this conflict:

"Archmage? Sword bearer?"

……

The floating island is another scene.Wizards in the suitcase came out one after another, looking around with curiosity and timidity like newborn babies. Small fish, shrimp and seaweed are dunked from the cracks in the stones.

Felix and Akinbad avoided the crowd and strolled on relatively flat ground.

"You plan to make this place a place where wizards and Muggles coexist peacefully? Let magic and technology merge?"

Felix nodded slightly.

"Do you want to invite wizards and Muggle scientists and companies from all over the world?"

Nod again.

"That's a big project." Aginbad said with emotion.After a while, he stepped on his foot and asked suddenly: "Felix, what do you think I moved the headquarters of the Federation here?"

Felix looked at him in surprise.

Akinbad smiled, and the wrinkles on his face stretched out. "Actually, I have had this idea for a long time. During the period when we successfully signed contracts with several countries, the situation was very good. At that time, I thought...the headquarters of the Federation must not continue to hide, but the new address has not yet been decided. , and not at the right time. But the thought kept popping up in my mind, and I thought first of all of Strasbourg, where there was some international Muggle organization too... but where else could be like an island made by wizards themselves? "

"I have no objection." Felix replied after thinking for a while.

At this time, a young Auror came over and looked at Felix with awe in his eyes. He said to the two of them: "Some people suggested that they want to transform the surrounding environment as a venue for the bonfire party. Chairman Greenstinch asked me to Come and ask me..."

Felix and Akinbad exchanged a look, and they naturally had no objection.

The results were out of control.More wizards poured out of the suitcases. With great enthusiasm, they spontaneously helped to repair the venue and cast protective magic, but soon faced the dilemma of insufficient materials.

This problem was partially resolved with Felix disabling the magic inside the suitcase.

The two-kilometer radius at the center of the island was replaced by a camp, and then he contacted the headquarters of the Future World Company. Originally, he planned to ask Lupine to prepare some tents and supplies for the bonfire party, so that he could go back and get them himself.But Ms. Burns and Sirius happened to hear the two people talking on the phone. Sirius proposed a whimsical and bad idea. Felix thought it was feasible. Ms. Burns agreed to support the manpower, so it was recognized by countless historians in later generations. In this way, the big event that is talked about with great relish and repeatedly rendered with rich ink and color is finalized.

Temporary fireplaces rose from the ground, and hundreds of wizards walked out of the flames. They brought various building materials, and as they waved their magic wands, hundreds of houses of various shapes appeared out of thin air.More and more wizards came after hearing the news, and the scene quickly turned into a wizarding celebration comparable to the Quidditch World Cup final.

Even Sirius who came up with the idea was frightened by the huge scale, he clicked his tongue and said, "Isn't there not enough space?"

"A squeeze can hold 30 to [-] people." Felix said uncertainly, but when he saw a peddler pushing a trolley to sell goods, he suspected that he had spoken too soon.In the afternoon, he saw Fred and George sneaking around, selling Weasley fireworks.

Seeing that Felix was staring at them, the two immediately showed embarrassing smiles, and then fled.

As expected, there was a spectacular fireworks display at sea that night.

The whole celebration lasted for half a month. It was completely different from the lonely Christmas that Felix had expected. Even the New Year was spent in a noisy environment. The vast sea seemed to connect the wizards from all over the world more closely. .

He could see familiar figures every day.Luna, who seemed to be wandering here in a trance, as if wandering here by accident... Hermione, who was holding Varen and waving at him... Sirius, who found a new motorcycle, and Harry and Ron would occasionally borrow it for a ride... Before Ancient rune professor Bathsey and Babbling...Professor Bubbaji, who cares about the island's soil problems...Trelawney who talks about it...Lupine and Tonks, students and professors at Hogwarts, from all over the world Officials from the Ministry of Magic, pen pals whom I have never met, and even reporters...

Their story has just begun.

　Basically, the main text is over here, and the testimonials and arrangements for the extra episode will be added during the day.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)