A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Dobby left happily. Ron thought the screams of the house elves were too terrifying, and scared the others away. As Mr. Weasley went to visit Mrs. Weasley who had been insomnia all night, only Harry, Ron, Hermione and Felix were left in the ward.

"Professor, this is your ring," Hermione said reluctantly, and took out a ring from under the pillow. "I haven't had time to open it."

Felix took it, saw the expression on Hermione's face, poured out a lot of magic codes from the ring, almost drowning her.

"It was originally prepared for you, Miss Granger, what you need now is extensive and practical, with your own insights. There is not much help from others in this regard."

Harry took the opportunity to ask about the magic protection mechanism in his body.

"That's an area I haven't touched." Felix said with a shrug. "I suggest you find an opportunity to ask Principal Dumbledore. He has more than one protective magic on you."

Ron watched Hermione plucking the magic writing script into the beaded pouch, and asked curiously, "Professor, how did you come back from the dead? And," he deliberately lowered his voice, "Hermione used the time converter. , Does this mean that you arrived early and watched the whole process?"

Felix laughed. "Actually, I set up cameras around at that time, and didn't know how to see the specific process... But your screams were quite pervasive, I almost thought there was an accident." He said to Ron.

Ron scratched his head embarrassedly, but he couldn't help shivering at the thought of the horrible punishment of the Heartbreaking Curse.

"As for the resurrection from the dead... I have never died, you think I have a magic similar to Apparition, but it looks a little scary." Felix explained.

"That's it." Ron was disappointed. "I thought--"

"Thinking that I could resist Voldemort's death spell?" Felix asked with a smile, and Ron nodded. "This spell is probably the magic that Voldemort is best at. He understands the spell more than anyone in the world. I am not interested in experiencing it personally..."

"The Heart Drilling Curse, the Imperius Curse, and the Killing Curse. The reason why they are called the three unforgivable curses, apart from the fact that there is no curse, I think there is another important reason, that is, the power of the curse faintly touches the category of the soul realm. ——"

"Soul?" Ron said in astonishment.

"Yeah, torture, control, destruction..." Felix said softly, and the three people on the bed couldn't help but shiver. "Although I haven't tried it, I think these three spells are also effective for ghosts. "Seeing their faces full of horror, Felix changed the subject and said, "In fact, there are still ways to deal with the first two spells. Advanced memory magic is one of them, but I am more inclined to it because it has a very high degree of control over my own will. the result of."

"Do you think the will can compete with the Heart Drill and the Imperius Curse?" Hermione asked sharply, and she felt that this statement was a little fanciful.

"It's a firm will." Felix corrected. "I can cite some examples, such as the Longbottoms and Harry's experience last night. Of course, these evidences are specious and there are too many interfering factors...but there are Quite a few records show that wizards can get rid of the effects of the Imperius Curse on their own."

He tilted his head at Harry. Harry had gotten rid of the Imperius curse of little Crouch. At that time, little Crouch was still pretending to be Professor Moody's in class. Harry had confirmed with the real Moody, and Moody was very sorry that it was not him. Ideas that came up.

Just as Felix recommended the Happy Curse to Harry and Ron, Madam Pomfrey walked in, and regardless of the protests of the three, one person poured a large glass of euphoria. After drinking, Harry, Ron, and Hermione all giggled.

Madam Pomfrey said worryingly, "I can only try to keep them positive and optimistic, and not think about the terrible experience of that night for the time being... Maybe it won't be so terrible to recall after some time."

"Mrs. Pomfrey, they are stronger than you think." Felix said to her, walking out of the ward.

At the door of the ancient Mowen office, he saw Yuria, Byers, and Besini waiting outside.

They are here to say goodbye.

"Mr. Haipu, I am very grateful for the exchange during this period. I have an idea-to start a newspaper to promote the views of the Innovation Society. I would like to ask if you mind if I put some of our previous discussions... …"

Felix had no reason to refuse.

...

Harry stayed in the ward for five full days, cooperating with Madam Pomfrey in various checks every day, and he felt like a little white mouse. Hermione was the first to recover and leave the school hospital, followed by Ron, which made the next few days difficult. After he applied for discharge more than a dozen times, Madam Pomfrey finally agreed to his request.

But before leaving, Madam Pomfrey gave him a large can of euphoria, and Harry felt that all the inventory of the school hospital was here. "You all have three. Drink a small glass a day during this time." She said solemnly. Seeing her posture, if Harry disagrees, she will force him to stay and supervise him to drink up the potion in the jar.

When he got out of the school hospital, Harry didn't know where to go for a while, he must have been silly holding the jar. He also didn't want to go back to the lounge. During the few days he lay in bed, he and Ron and Hermione spent a lot of time discussing the impact of Voldemort's resurrection. Hermione kept searching the newspaper for useful information. His mind is a little numb.

He stood in the corridor and looked out the window. From his location, you can see Hagrid’s hut. Boothbatten’s carriage is still there, but the magical animal statue in the Quidditch Stadium Ifamoni’s station is gone. Harry realized that the tournament was over and they should have left. Hogwarts...

However, Durmstrang’s weird sailboat was still docked by the Black Lake, and he saw ant-like little people moving on it, wondering if there was Krum inside.

"Hi, Harry." Neville's voice said, "You are discharged from the hospital. Wow, this must be a euphoria, but you have a lot more comparable Ron's bottle. You missed something during your hospital stay, Ifamo The representative team of Ni and Vagadu left."

Harry felt a little regretful. He hadn't thanked Nona face to face, her amulet still worked. And Byers, he thought they were friends, but Dumbledore forbade others to disturb them. There is no other way, they are so popular, the flower baskets and fruit baskets moved by Madam Pomfrey filled the ward.

"...They didn't see you, so they prepared some farewell gifts and placed them in the dormitory... Ron decided to wait for you to come back before dismantling it. He endured very hard." Neville said with a sullen smile.

Harry thought about it and grinned.

"Why are Boothbarton and Durmstrand still there?" he asked.

"You said this," Neville scratched Yuanyuan's face. "Boothbaton's students stayed voluntarily. Mrs. Maxim is still in school. I don't know why. But Durmstrang's. The students are miserable."

"What happened to them?"

"The principal of Durmstrang, the one named Karkaroff, left his student behind and sneaked away. No one knows when this happened. Ols Poliaco said that since you The night when I returned, Mrs. Kakalo was gone."

Harry was so surprised that the principal of a wizarding school was so scared away by Voldemort who was hundreds of kilometers away? This made his heart heavy, and his stomach seemed to be stuck with a stone, and he kept falling down.

"Then how should they go back? They must be terrified."

To Harry's surprise, Neville laughed.

"Well-to be honest, their mood is fairly stable, Karkaroff is not very popular, remember? It was because Poliako showed some dark magic in the duel class, and he was brutally attacked by Karkaroff when he returned. I learned a lesson."

"But he did it to protect the reputation of his school!" Harry shouted.

Neville shook his head, feeling that Karkaroff's actions were unreasonable.

At this time, Professor McGonagall hurried over from the other side of the corridor.

"Potter, come with me, the principal wants to see you—"

Harry said goodbye to Neville, and Neville offered to help him bring the euphoria back to the dormitory, which Harry was extremely grateful for. He followed Professor McGonagall to the statue in the principal's office. Professor McGonagall didn't follow him, so he opened the door alone and almost bumped into Snape. Snape's face was not so good, his face became paler, cold from the inside out.

Before Harry could look more, Snape flicked his robe and walked away from him.

Harry walked into the office, Principal Dumbledore put his hands on the table, staring at a shallow stone basin in a daze, Harry recognized what it was, it was a meditation basin. It was the first time he saw a real penis, but he had seen something similar in the Mowen Club.

"You should recognize what this is, Harry?" Dumbledore smiled and raised his head.

"Yes, Professor," Harry's heart thumped, "Professor Haipu imitated the Pendant Pen and made some magic objects..."

"Ah, the ancient magic text is indeed very convenient," Dumbledore said with a smile. "It can be used in ancient magic as well as in making magical objects. If it weren't for the inability to stop these few years, I would definitely take the time to study. ..."

"So, Harry, maybe you can guess why I am looking for you?" He closed his fingers and sat behind the chair and looked at Harry quietly. There were so many emotions hidden in his eyes that Harry could not understand at all.

"Well, I guess—you want to tell me something?" Harry said his thoughts honestly.

"That's true, Voldemort is resurrected, and Harry, you are deeply entangled with his fate, I think-it's time to let you know something and focus on some questions," Dumbledore said. Blue eyes said through half-moon glasses, "Of course, I also have a request."

"Request?" Harry looked at him in surprise, wondering what he could do for the principal.

"I want to see what happened that night," Dumbledore said softly, "through your perspective."

"My perspective..." Harry repeated slowly, a little confused.

"Yes, I told you when I was in the first grade, Voldemort's unsuccessful killing curse linked you to him, which allows you to perceive his emotions in some special situations—"

"That's why you asked Professor Haipu to teach me Occlumency?" Harry blurted out.

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded slightly. "Considering that Voldemort is getting stronger and stronger, his resurrection seems unstoppable. I am worried that as he becomes stronger, he will discover this connection and even control you in turn. ."

Harry was terrified, he couldn't imagine this scene. The scar on his forehead was dull and painful, but it was nothing compared to the potential consequences. He had never considered that his scar would become something similar to the medium of the Imperius Curse.

"But your Occlumency is pretty good," Dumbledore said with a smile, "I'm just explaining to you the most serious consequences, and I believe it is difficult for Voldemort to control your body from a long distance."

Harry breathed a sigh of relief. He thought of the principal's request just now, and an idea popped out of his mind, "Then you think that my perspective-um-can see different things?"

His attitude began to waver again, and so far, his connection with Voldemort has been a good thing.

But the potential dangers cannot be ignored either.

"I can't give an accurate answer, Harry," Dumbledore said, "but I have an inference. When you get too close to Voldemort, the connection will be strengthened, and some secrets may be revealed. These secrets are hidden in your memory."

"I agree." Harry said, and then he hesitated: "But I won't extract memories. I know the principle, but I have never tried it myself—"

"I can assist you in casting spells," Dumbledore said. "But in no hurry, let's look at some memories together."

...

Meanwhile, Draco Malfoy held a letter in a daze.

The letter was sent to him by his mother. At first glance, he could not find anything unusual. The content of the letter was full of a mother's longing for her son. Not to mention, the letter also included a list of dinner dishes.

Draco only realized it was wrong when he read it the second time. His mother was rarely so long-winded.

The Malfoy family had many rules, but it seemed that there was only one thing that satisfies the current situation-Draco silently recited a string of numbers in his heart, and at the same time picked out the letters on the letter paper in order, and soon his eyes widened. This The information conveyed by the confidential letter is:

Find a chance to have a hard fight with Potter.

...

On the night before leaving school, the front page of the "Daily Prophet" refreshed the hot topics of Hogwarts. Fudge finally walked out of the office. After hurriedly admitting that the mysterious man had returned, he stated that he did not The wizarding world, which is suitable to lead the current state of war, decided to take the initiative to retreat from the position of Minister of Magic.

Harry stared at the photo of Fudge in the newspaper surrounded by flashlights for a long time. He appeared again as if he was a teenager, and he had lost more than a circle of weight and looked haggard. As he was relieved, Harry felt sorry for him.

At this time, Dumbledore stood up and gave a speech. He affirmed the truthfulness of the news of Voldemort's comeback from the Ministry of Magic, and reiterated the significance of the competition, emphasizing that "knowledge and unity among wizards" is more important than ever.

"Every guest in this hall will be welcomed at any time as long as they are willing to come back."

Harry stared at the contents of the newspaper, and the new Minister of Magic will be replaced by the former Director of Magic Law Enforcement Division Amelia Burns next week...

Is Sirius with her now?

"...Voldemort's methods of creating conflict and hostility are very clever. Only by showing the same unbreakable friendship and trust can we fight it to the end."

The second edition introduces the emergency survival manual prepared by the Ministry of Magic. It will be distributed in the next few days and sent by Owl to every wizard's family.

Hope it works...

"We will all face dark and difficult times... Many families will fall apart as a result~www.readwn.com~ You have to choose between the right path and the shortcut..."

The fourth edition is bad news. A large-scale prison escape occurred in Azkaban, and the Dementors defected collectively. The good news is that there are not many casualties. Acting Minister Ms. Burns decided to relax the restrictions and recruit a group of Aurors and strikers.

The pace of war has accelerated...

"We still have to thank four people, three of whom are still students. I'm talking about Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. They have shown fearlessness in every aspect. Few people showed this kind of spirit when facing Voldemort... Courage and wisdom coexisted, cleverly approached Professor Felix Hap for help, and successfully escaped Voldemort's claws, exposing Voldemort's tricks to the public."

Dumbledore raised the goblet. Harry hurriedly followed to toast, and together with Ron and Hermione, he greeted all the gazes in the auditorium.

The school year is over, Harry thought.

But the war began.