A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

The business of the shops in Diagon Alley is much colder than usual.

"This is normal, if there are rows of Death Eater photos posted at the entrance of your store..." Madam Morkin said, measuring the size of Felix's body.

Felix enjoyed warm service in the robe shop.

He glanced at the wanted notice in the window, and various large purple notices, and thought her words made sense. The passers-by walked in a hurry on the street. Everyone was in groups with a clear purpose. They went straight to the place they wanted to go. After shopping, they never stayed much and left quickly through the public fireplace.

Coming out of the shop, he took a vanilla ice cream bought from the Florin Fosco ice cream shop and walked into the sword castle, where he stayed throughout the day.

"The principle of the Anti-Thief Waterfall is very complicated. The key point is the mixture of 17 alchemy materials and a variety of magic spells. Some obscure places may use the unique magic of the fairy. I checked it. When the Anti-Thief Waterfall technology appeared It just happens to be the honeymoon period for wizards and goblins?"

"You are absolutely right," said a Ministry of Magic staff member who had been sent over. "The fairies are so bad that they kept a hand in the communication!" said the chunky wizard in frustration.

"But you haven't found it." Fred in the crowd whispered to George.

In the rest of the time, everyone will work together and perform their duties. Kramy is right, the research wizards in the company are extremely efficient. The several Ministry of Magic staff present were amazed, and they found that their knowledge of Anti-thief Falls was quickly understood and digested, as if the opposite was not a single individual, but a humanoid creature with dozens of heads.

By the end of get off work, the researchers of Future World Corporation had caught up with the previous progress of the Ministry of Magic and successfully restored the proportions of the three alchemy materials.

"Today I will stay in the old house for one night." Felix said to Fred and George. They are now in a room on the highest floor of the Sword Fort. The interior decoration is plain, like an empty office. , But the fireplace here connects to Black’s old house.

If Tonks and Sirius connect the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix, then Remus Lupin connects the "Future World" company headed by Felix and the Order of the Phoenix. To some extent, Fred, George and Penello also play a similar role.

It took some time to wait for Percy. He arrived half an hour later than expected.

"Ms. Bones used you too hard," Penello said dissatisfied.

"The department is seriously understaffed," Percy said happily. "It's time for me to show my skills." He hurriedly rolled up a few documents and stuffed them into the big pockets of his clothes. Then I walked through the fireplace, just in time for a pot of warm meal.

Mrs. Weasley received Penello warmly.

"We came back too late yesterday. Not only did Harry's birthday party have to be cancelled, I haven't gotten many opportunities to talk to you."

"Mom, there will be time in the future," Percy murmured.

"But the first few times are the most important." Mrs. Weasley said sternly.

At the dinner table, Bill was talking about his new job.

"It was really not comfortable at the beginning. They were all working in the office. It was far worse than before. The advantage is that I had a lot of time to do things for the Order of the Phoenix... My partner was a group of old gentlemen who had a terrifyingly slow life. "Imitating his colleague, he handed the bottle of ketchup to Harry in the seat next door, moving more than ten times slower.

The people around the table laughed loudly. Harry accidentally met Ginny's eyes, and Ginny's grinning mouth closed immediately, and the movement of holding the knife and fork became elegant. "Yes, Ginny imitated the most." Bill exclaimed.

Hermione sneered.

"What's the matter?" Ron looked at her puzzled.

"Nothing." Hermione said immediately. She turned to look at Harry. Harry's face was suddenly hot and he didn't know why.

Dinner was stew, syrupy fruit tart, and vegetable soup. Felix hurriedly put down the tableware before Mrs. Weasley served himself the soup, so Mrs. Weasley turned his attention to Penello.

"Is the food unpalatable, dear?"

"Oh, no." Penello said, only to find that his soup bowl was immediately filled.

Sirius arrived late, and when he came back, everyone was almost finished eating, and they were chatting separately. He sat in the vacant position, eating the leftover food.

"Only one-third of the interrogation work was completed." He drank the vegetable soup in the bowl in one breath. "Thank you, Molly, it's full of it. Everyone lied to say that they were under the Imperius Curse, but Amelia didn't intend to take it lightly. Release people, especially McNeill and Rookwood, both of whom have convictions."

Felix knew that the former was regarded as the mastermind of the Quidditch World Cup disturbance, and the latter was a deadly Death Eater who had been in Azkaban for more than ten years before breaking out of prison only a few days. Ms. Bones would be **** if she was willing to let people go.

Sirius swallowed a rolled pie in two mouthfuls in three mouthfuls, sighed comfortably, and slowed down.

Ron stared at him without blinking, as if watching an interesting TV show.

"By the way, Sirius," Felix asked, "I heard that a silent man was injured?"

"What's the matter?" Sirius raised his head from the soup bowl.

"The one named Bode," Felix reminded.

"Bald," Sirius thought, and slowly said, "I have an impression... It seems that an accident has occurred in the research, and I was sent to St Mungo for treatment. I was too busy yesterday to pay attention to these little things. What happened to him? "He asked sensitively.

"I'll talk about it at the meeting." Felix replied briefly.

Sirius showed a thoughtful expression. After spending a month next to Amelia Burns, his sense of smell became sharper, and he immediately realized that this incident might not be a coincidence. Harry, Ron, and Hermione on the side also showed interest.

"The name is familiar," Ron muttered.

"We met him in the Quidditch World Cup camp." Hermione whispered. "He works in the Department of Mysteries?"

Harry also remembered.

"Wait." He connected this to Voldemort almost instantaneously. He looked at Mr. Weasley, "You told us that the work of the Department of Mysteries is top secret."

"this"

Mr. Weasley's expression was shocked, but Harry was racking his brains to think.

"This shows that Voldemort wants something in it! Or information or something! And Bode is either the undercover Death Eater or he has been cursed!"

"Children," Mr. Weasley said hesitantly.

"It's okay, Arthur." Sirius said, "Look at what they can analyze. I can show it to Amelia. I mean, even if they stop them, they will discuss it in private. It's better to listen. , Maybe you can get useful inspiration."

Harry glanced at his godfather gratefully. "Uh." He suddenly got stuck.

"What is Bod's specific job?" Hermione asked. Sirius frowned. "Neither do I."

"Which hall does he work? Time Hall, Hall of Prophecy, Hall of Brain, Space Hall, or a room with stone arches?" Hermione asked again, and Sirius almost bit his tongue.

"How did you know!?"

It would be Hermione's turn to get stuck, and she glanced at Felix secretly. "I guess it's on a certain book?"

"The information of the Department of Mysteries is never leaked." Mr. Weasley said solemnly.

"She should have seen it in Nick Lemay's material." Felix explained, "I gave it to her before the end of the last school year. Because there were so many materials, I didn't read every one. Maybe Nick made a casual lip in a note."

Professors can really lie...

Hermione blinked and put on a "that's it" expression.

Sirius and Mr. Weasley suddenly realized.

"Nick LeMay...no wonder, that makes sense," Mr. Weasley said. It’s no secret that Felix inherited all of Nick LeMay’s estate since Bussbarton’s students stayed at Hogwarts for a whole year last year.

For a certain period of time, the newspapers even covered it in lengthy articles.

"I heard Fleur mention it," Bill said suddenly. "You are still Busbarton's school manager."

"Florence?" Harry, Ron, Hermione, and the Weasley twins yelled at the same time.

"What's the matter?" asked Mrs. Weasley. "Is it because I remembered it wrong? Isn't she one of Boothbarton's warriors? Is she a Frenchman?"

"She became my new colleague and only joined the job two days ago. I promised to help her with English tuition... You know how boring office work is." Bill shrugged and said, "I hope the war will end soon."

"That can't be us," Ron mumbled. "Mystery people don't obediently give in... By the way, Harry, why are Principal Dumbledore looking for you today?"

"Dumbledore has been here during the day?" Felix asked in surprise.

"Yes, but he didn't say a few words, and he disappeared with Harry all day. Harry didn't actually come back sooner than you." Ron said.

The adults looked at Harry.

"Can you tell me?" Mr. Weasley asked fairly. "If Principal Dumbledore tells you to keep it secret, don't tell anyone."

"Uh, I'm not so sure." Harry said blankly. "We didn't seem to have done anything. Principal Dumbledore took me to an old friend's house for an afternoon tea and a stomach of pineapple compote. Principal Dumbledore also persuaded old friends to live in a safer place..."

"Who did you visit, remember his name?" Felix asked.

"Horace Slughorn." Harry thought for a while and said.

"Professor Slughorn?" Mr. Weasley yelled ~www.readwn.com~ Seeing other people's reactions, he explained: "He taught us before, me and Molly. He is an excellent Master of potions, I guess that's why, can't you let him fall to the other side?"

After dinner, the adults went to the room for a meeting, and the children sat in the living room dissatisfied. "At least I will stay with you." Penello said, while scratching Crookshanks' chin, the cat was lying comfortably on her lap.

...

At the same time, hundreds of miles away, in an old building. Large tracts of flower bushes were overgrown with thorns because they were left unattended, casting messy and distorted shadows in the darkness, and the surroundings were uninhabited and very desolate.

A foraging bug didn't learn a lesson from his companion, and flew straight into the castle. It climbed up the beams of the house along the old and mottled walls, and under the dim light, it watched the solemn and depressed crowd below with its compound eyes.

"laugh."

The worm was burned to ashes by the sudden force.

Severus Snape is attending a meeting of Death Eaters.