A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Felix stared at the golden magic ball, and it seemed that he had succeeded.

He successfully restored an ancient magic-the zoom spell, which is really an amazing achievement, worthy of a special book, he can even write an autobiography based on this, or be listed in the celebrity series on the chocolate frog card.

But the question is, is this thing really a scaling spell?

Felix had never seen or heard of this hollow sphere structure before. As far as he knew, Flitwick did not know this. He worked with the former professor of ancient magic to restore the zoom curse. The earliest version was a distorted plane.

Felix had never suspected anything wrong before, because the ancient magic he learned was also a flat pattern composed of magic texts, and I believe Flitwick is the same.

The two even discussed whether to try to smooth the pattern...

As for tonight, it was a coincidence that he stripped away the traces of modern magic in a special state, and then allowed it to adjust and grow by itself. As a result, it became more and more crooked, more and more distorted, and finally became a ball.

Perhaps his biggest gain was actually the discovery of a more stable magic text structure?

Felix looked at the magic ball in his hand, and his heart was itchy. He wanted to find a test product to try it out, whether it was a scaling spell or not. But the only creature standing in front of him was Hermione. He dare not act rashly.

Those Flobber caterpillars with scabies on his body reminded him how terrible the consequences should be if an accident happens.

What's more, even without these problems, he can't guarantee what the little witch will look like when she encounters the golden magic ball. Will she grow into a fifty-meter-high giant or shrink into a thumb-sized flower fairy?

It may even be a more curious development...

Although he was really curious, he still suppressed this impulse very well. There are many creatures in the Forbidden Forest that can meet his testing needs.

Professor Flitwick’s advice to him is still valid.

"Professor? Can I touch it?" Hermione asked curiously, the desire in her eyes overflowing.

"I think, no." Felix said sullenly, seeing the little witch showing a disappointed expression, he explained: "I am not sure of its effect at the moment, I am worried that there will be irreversible consequences."

After thinking about it, Felix conveyed a dissipated consciousness to the golden magic ball. As a result, the magic ball melted into a golden liquid silently and flowed into his body.

This surprised him, and Felix almost immediately took all measures to check his physical condition-everything turned out to be normal.

So he tentatively mobilized this magic, his right hand began to heat up, he stared at his palm, and a light blue halo appeared like a whirlpool.

Felix injected a little magic power, and a huge suction came out from the whirlpool, and the office immediately became a mess.

He stopped quickly and decided to wait until he found a more suitable environment to try again.

But in any case, he has realized the extraordinary magic of this magic, which may far exceed his expectations.

Hermione was also taken aback. She felt like she was almost sucked into the light blue vortex just now, feeling a little flustered for a while.

Felix comforted her and said, "Don't worry, I can control it well."

He dissipated the magic and said in a relaxed tone: "All in all, a surprising accident happened tonight. I have mastered a magic by chance, which is a good thing. But we have already deviated from the subject, let me take a look at you. work."

He waved his wand and returned the parchment paper, quill pen, and slanted table to the place where Hermione saw three golden, walnut-sized sight glasses.

She just saw the same sight glass this Tuesday.

"This is... the speculum that can target specific people?"

Felix glanced, "Yes, entrusted by others, maybe you will see it again in a few days."

"I'll see you again in a few days..." Hermione pondered the meaning of this sentence.

If it comes to targeting specific people, all she can think of is...

"Sirius Black?" she asked in surprise.

Felix pretended to sigh unexpectedly, "Well, I didn't take the initiative to reveal it, and Principal Dumbledore wouldn't let me say it. You pretended not to know, the deal?"

Hermione pursed her lips and smiled: "Deal." Then she asked, "Can I tell Harry?"

"Oh, no, I don't know how Dumbledore arranged these sight glasses." Felix explained.

Maybe Dumbledore would give Harry the sight glass directly to make him guard, maybe he would hang it secretly in his bedroom, or he would simply hang the three sight glasses at different entrances of Hogwarts...

In short, Felix is ​​only responsible for making the sight glass~www.novelmt.com~ and is not responsible for its use, nor does it care how to use it. Dumbledore will arrange everything.

Felix picked up what Hermione had done on chestnut paper, "Excellent, it looks like you really have mastered the magic circuit on the beaded pouch."

"Can I learn new content?"

"Of course, you are fully qualified now." Felix leaned against the edge of the table and scratched his chin.

"Then... Professor, do you have any suggestions?"

"Although it is not wrong to continue to learn new magic texts or magic text circuits, I think it is best to teach you to discover the power of a single magic text first, which will help you better understand the entire magic text system-this It's also a question I'm thinking about recently."

"The power of a single magic text?"

Felix explained: "Yes, remember what I mentioned? When the magic text was first discovered, it was because it can temporarily store magic power and transform it into a magical effect."

"This means that a single magic text also represents a part of magic. It is not only written on chestnut paper, waiting to be connected into a magic text loop and made into a magic artifact."

"If this is the case, what is the difference between the magic text and the alchemy symbol?"

Hermione thought for a while and said, "Professor, if I understand correctly, every magic text I master represents...a magic?"

She couldn't help but count the number of magic texts she had mastered with her fingers, which would add up to almost a hundred. If the hypothesis is true, she has already mastered a hundred magic without knowing it?

There are not a hundred magics she has learned now!

"This is a magic text you just learned, which means light. It can temporarily replace the fluorescent flicker. If you don't have a magic wand, it will be very useful."

Originally I wanted to post the two chapters together, but the time was too late, so I sent out the first chapter first.