A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

"Exciting potential?" Snape looked at Felix with inquiring eyes, and hugged his arms. "What are you doing?"

"I'm a security officer, I can't go out like this, it's too shameful."

Snape stared at him for a while, and he asked softly, "Next time I go to Diagon Alley to buy medicinal materials, I won't see your wanted order, right?"

Felix rubbed his chin. "It's really hard to tell...Don't stare at me, okay, I'm joking, the truth is that I have studied magic too much," he explained solemnly.

But Snape didn't believe it at all. In the next second, Felix's face showed a pattern of inscriptions, and Snape watched this scene in astonishment.

"What kind of potion do you want?"

"Of course it is the best, the one that allows me to fight with someone after drinking." Felix smiled and said, "How about a 50% discount because I am your student?"

Snape frowned. "That potion has a lot of side effects."

"I can accept it," Felix said seriously, "Severus, I need it."

After a moment of silence

"Wait!" Snape said evilly, waving his sleeves.

"Thanks, Professor." Felix smiled and waved behind him.

...

"Hermione Jane Granger!" Mr. Granger yelled, looking at his daughter who was peering outside the door and looking inward.

"Oh, Dad..." Hermione came in through the door, and the other warriors and their families in the room watched this scene with interest. She moved in step by step, looking at Mrs. Granger as if for help.

Mrs. Granger waved her hand with an expression of watching the show. "I'm also waiting for your explanation."

"Or, huh," Hermione tentatively whispered, "I will take you around the campus?"

The Grangers stared at her at the same time, and Hermione stammered to finish: "You must be very curious about this place the first time you are here? I have made some preparations. You must like it..."

"What you mean by'preparation' is to leave your parents aside for a long time?"

"I want to take the exam." Hermione defended in a low voice.

Mr. Granger looked irritated, and Mrs. Granger looked at her teasingly, "How did I hear that the Warriors don’t need to take exams? The friend Harry you’ve been'helping' told me personally. You don’t Do you want to avoid us?"

Hermione was speechless.

After spending a long time, Hermione reluctantly comforted her parents. They first visited the castle and then strolled around the Black Lake. I ran into Harry and Sirius on the road. Sirius tried hard to chat with the Grangers, but the effect was not very good. They couldn't talk about Quidditch, duels, adventures and other topics.

When Sirius vividly described how he solved a giant monster, instead of admiring eyes and questioning details, he was blank and wary.

Before the atmosphere dropped to freezing point, Sirius finally found a common topic.

"Don't worry, there will be no danger. They are the favorites to win the championship! And there are safety guards... It's Felix Haipu, do you guys know? Have you seen it at the Broken Cauldron Bar? Great! Me and him Very familiar..."

Harry felt very strange, and Hermione kept staring at him angrily while the adults were talking.

He leaned in quietly, "What's the matter?"

Hermione turned her head to the side and refused to speak to him.

...

"Stunned three silent people? So that person's target was actually the Department of Mysteries?" Fudge asked from behind his desk.

"Yes, he stole all the hourglasses, and most of the energy loss of the crystal glass cover..." said the Auror who was in charge of the investigation. Three silent people who were unfortunately stunned stood silently behind Auror, bowed their heads and said nothing.

Fudge turned the quill, and for a while, he raised his head.

"What do you think the purpose of that person is?" He looked at the three silent people, "To travel through time? To change history?"

"Mr. Minister, don't worry, he can't do anything." Saul Crocker said impatiently.

"Why?" The quill in Fudge's hand stopped. "He took so many hourglasses... just hourglasses?"

"That's right!" Saul Crocker was glad he understood this. "That man only has an hourglass in his hand, without a complete time converter."

"In case he finds a broken time converter from outside, after repairing it"

"Impossible, no one can do this! Every scrapped time converter has been repeatedly confirmed by silent people and cannot be repaired at all. We have worked hard for hundreds of years without success. Instead, the existing time converters have become worse. The less you come... the more impossible it is for an outsider to do it."

Fudge looked at him suspiciously.

"It's true," Saul Crocker said and became more confident. This is his field of expertise. "There is another point. The energy in the stolen hourglass is very low. I guess that person is aware of this, so he took the risk. Stayed all night, wanting to replenish energy"

"So?" Fudge asked impatiently.

"Naturally it failed." Saul Crocker spread his hands, "No one can learn this technique in one night. So the energy inside naturally lost..."

"But if the hourglass doesn't work, why did that person take them all away?" Fudge asked with cow-like eyes.

"Mr. Minister, it is not my domain to figure out the minds of criminals. I can only make judgments based on my professionalism." Saul Klock said with a shrug. "The only problem is that the security system of the Department of Mysteries is not good enough. It's time to upgrade."

"Thank you, Crooke," Fudge interrupted his speech, "I will consider it, but you have to understand that the ministry is currently under funding. If there are new donations, I will consider you as soon as possible."

There was silence in the office.

After a long time, Fudge asked with a very hesitant expression, "Did you see that person?"

Bodder and Saul Crocker shook their heads. They saw Felix's appearance after using the compound decoction. They looked a little strange at Fudge now, for fear that he suddenly took out his wand to them.

"As for you, you should have seen something. The time limit for the compound decoction must have passed at that time." Fudge asked dullly.

The third silent person said with an awkward expression: "I was distracted. That person used a despicable trap..."

Fudge looked down at his testimony, "A ball of fire falling from the sky, burning debris? Yeah, it's really mean enough."

"..." The silent man bowed his head and said nothing.

Fudge continued to look through the report. "When I lowered my head, I was attacked by someone. I only saw one pair of feet...a pair of feet?" He raised his head, "Do you remember what those feet looked like? What are their characteristics?"

The silent man shook his head, "Sorry, Mr. Minister, I don't remember clearly."

"I don't think so." Fudge smiled a little bit. "At least you can get a vague outline, can't you? For example, is the footsteps brisk, belongs to a young man?"

...

In the evening, the little wizards happily ate in the auditorium, waiting for the start of the third project.

"Fudge, you brought a lot of people today," Dumbledore said gently.

"I think it is necessary. The Ministry of Magic has just experienced an attack," Fudge said in a low voice, "I must be prepared."

"Ah, that's how it is," Dumbledore said softly, with a regretful expression on his face.

"Right," Fudge looked around. "Why didn't you see Professor Haipu?"

"Maybe something has been delayed?" Dumbledore said with a smile.

Fudge glanced around. Everyone was eating. He wiped the sweat from his forehead. After hesitating for a moment, he finally made up his mind, "Dumbledore, I need your help. According to the Aurors, the solo traveler is strong. It's terrible, not even worse than the person who can't even mention the name!"

Dumbledore's expression of doubt was just right.

"Dumbledore, I know we have disputes on some issues"

"It's not a controversy," Dumbledore said.

"What are you?" Fudge looked at him bewildered.

"That's not a controversy, Fudge," Dumbledore said patiently. "Your hesitation will cost us a lot of time."

"Okay! Dumbledore," Fudge said angrily. "That's a controversy. I have stepped back and sent an Auror team to investigate in the Albanian forest. There will be results soon. What I want to say now is another thing!"

He slapped the table sharply, and the fork on the plate jumped around.

Several principals from other schools in their seats looked towards this side for unknown reasons, and Fudge made a hasty gesture of apology. When the others turned their heads, he approached again and whispered: "Dumbledore, what I am discussing with you is how to deal with a dangerous criminal. He unscrupulously broke into the Department of Mysteries and stole the time converter hourglass. And the energy that has been stored for decades. Oh my God, what an evil practice!"

Dumbledore looked at him calmly. "With all due respect, Fudge, you don't seem to be in a hurry at all."

"Of course I am in a hurry! What if he wants to tamper with history, if he belongs to the mysterious man, what should I do to remind him on the day the mysterious man loses his power?" Fudge's anger has a tendency to become uncontrollable, "You should know What serious consequences will it cause!"

Dumbledore's expression became serious.

"That's it," Fudge wiped his sweat and continued: "So I want to ask for your help. Our purpose is the same, and I assure you, as long as the investigation team brings back strong evidence, I will issue a warning to the public. ."

Dumbledore was silent slightly, "Do you have any clues?"

"Of course," Fudge said overjoyed and couldn't wait to say: "He spent the night at the Ministry of Magic, trying to steal energy... He must be exhausted, and he was injured by the Auror. Unfortunately, we could not search the scene. To his blood...Anyway, this kind of injury cannot be recovered in a short time, so I was curious about Professor Haipu's situation. Of course, I didn't doubt him, but just cooperated with the investigation."

Dumbledore's expression became more and more serious, and Fudge felt that the plan had succeeded, and was so happy that at this moment, a man walked in from outside the auditorium.

Fudge glared at the man. Felix was ruddy and bright, showing no signs of injury. He also deliberately changed into a suit, opened the chair and sat in an empty seat not far from them ~ www.readwn.com ~ Fudge's face was flushed.

"It seems that Felix is ​​not the person you are looking for. He is in great condition. This suit reminds me of the dance party half a year ago. If there is music on the scene, I have no doubt that he is the most pushy one..." Dumbledore folded his fingers and looked at Fudge's face with interest.

"Maybe I'm thinking about it, Dumbledore," Fudge said breathlessly, his eyes fixed on Felix, and he said unwillingly, "I need to check again."

"My office welcomes you at any time, Fudge, but you'd better bring evidence next time." Dumbledore said, his gaze was also on Felix, unlike Fudge, his blue eyes were extremely deep.

"Time..." he whispered.

When the enchanted ceiling turned from blue to dark purple twilight, Dumbledore stood up at the table, and everyone was quiet.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in another five minutes, I will invite everyone to the venue to watch the final event of the competition. Now I invite the Warriors and Mr. Bagman to leave first."