A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

"Children, it's late. They all go to bed early." Mrs. Weasley stood in the middle of the living room and gave orders.

"Aunt Molly," Neville asked in a low voice, "When will my parents come back?"

"Don't worry, they are on the night shift. If it is too late, they may stay in the safe house outside to rest." Mrs. Weasley's tone immediately softened.

Neville nodded silently and followed Harry and the others upstairs.

...

The bright and bright moon sprinkled silver light on the deep and dense trees and shrubs, casting a large and eerie shadow on the ground, stretching to the tall and neat hedge wall. A very decent mansion loomed in the darkness, it was Malfoy Manor.

There was a rustle in the air

"It's the peacock raised by Malfoy."

Said a calm voice. He glanced alertly from the shadows, and immediately found the source of the sound, a white peacock walking arrogantly on the top of the hedge.

The wizard stared at the peacock for a while, put down his guard, and talked to his wife in a low voice.

"We have been staring at it for several days, and I think we will be rewarded today."

Alice looked at a long and narrow corridor recessed in the middle of the hedge. At the end of the corridor were two impressive wrought iron gates. The forest was filled with wisps of mist, but when combined with the cool night breeze, it became less pleasing.

"I don't know what Gnar is doing now?" she asked softly.

"I should have fallen asleep at this time," Frank said softly, holding Alice's somewhat cold hand.

At this time, the air twisted. With a soft noise, two figures suddenly appeared. One of them is wearing a long black cloak and a hood, covering his entire face, looking cautious; the other is the opposite of him. The slender wizard also wears a hood, but as soon as he appears Can't wait to take it off, shook his curled hair at random, and looked around.

"Put your hat on." The man growled at his companion.

Bellatrix snorted, "When did you get so timid, Lucius? This is your doorstep."

"Of course it's okay for me alone, and it's okay to be seen." Lucius said in a suppressed anger, "but if someone finds out that I am mingling with a fugitive who escaped from Azkaban."

He suddenly stopped talking.

Bellatrix held a wand in his hand and pointed at him with a sneer.

"Really let Narcissa see how you cringe at the party." She sneered. "Don't worry, I will only stay with you for a few days, and then I will deal with those stinky giants, or if you wish Let the Dark Lord change his personal choice?"

"The order you received was to support Brother Carlo, and I was ordered to infiltrate the Ministry of Magic." Lucius said impatiently, "So don't make me do this and that, I won't go crazy with you."

Bellatrix strode towards the wrought iron gate on his own, his cloak rustling on the ground. A green light flashed, and the white peacock who was still flaunting his might just planted from the hedge and lost his breath of life.

"Something noisy," she said contemptuously.

"Bellatrix!" Lucius shrieked.

But her figure had disappeared straight through the wrought iron gate, as if the gate did not exist. Lucius stopped in place, breathing heavily. After a long while, he strode in, and the surrounding silence regained its silence.

Frank looked at his wife worriedly, her fists clenched tightly, her teeth creaking. "That demon... she took us twelve years..." Alice leaned on her husband's shoulder and sobbed.

"Alice, let her be proud for a while, I assure you, she will pay the price." Frank said in a cold tone as he circled his wife and stared at the black wrought iron gate.

...

Early the next morning, Harry watched Sirius hurriedly ate breakfast and was about to go to work with Mr. Weasley, Bill, Percy, and Penello. He suffocated what he wanted to say.

As if the times turned around, the scar on his head suddenly became amiable after torturing him for a few years, but even if Harry used his knee to think, he knew that Voldemort could not be kind enough to pass on knowledge to him through the scar.

The reason that was barely persuasive was that Voldemort didn't know about it, and everything was going on passively.

But why hasn't this happened before? In other words, when did it start to appear?

Harry thought of the sudden kiss again. He shook his head vigorously to drive away the mess of thoughts in his mind. Going back further is when he'saw' Voldemort's vision in the Ministry of Magic.

"Molly, Alastor may be here in a while. He was on the night shift last night." Mr. Weasley reminded.

"I see, I will leave him food." Mrs. Weasley said.

Soon, they lined up and left, even Fred and George left.

"Uh, professor, don't you go to work?" Harry looked at Felix.

"I'll be there later," Felix said. "The company's energy is now on the anti-thief waterfall. I only sorted out the principles of it yesterday. Why, what's the matter?"

Harry nodded hesitantly.

He actually wanted to solicit Sirius's opinion, but now he wants to come to a professor is also a suitable candidate. The professor knew that he had been troubled by the scars, and also taught him Occlumency. Now the symptoms of the scars have changed, maybe it was also what the professor expected? And he can take the opportunity to ask about the killing curse, the professor uses this magic very smoothly...

Felix set up a simple bed in the study room on the third floor. When Harry walked in, before he could see it clearly, Felix had reached out to reduce the camp bed to the size of a matchbox and tucked it into the ring.

The study of the Black family has the functions of studying and entertaining distinguished guests. Therefore, in addition to a long desk and a collection of books filled with three-sided bookshelves, a small sofa and a wooden coffee table are also placed in the corner of the study. The corners of the solid wood coffee table seem to be remodeled with a huge tree knot.

"These are magical animals?" Harry looked at a few dynamic stick figures on the coffee table with interest. The dark green ink outlined various animal shapes, many of which he could name.

"Yes." Felix didn't elaborate. Put the drawing paper together and put it in the ring.

Harry guessed that it might be that the professor was preparing a comic book about magical animals, but he thought it was impossible, but he wanted to break his head and would not guess that Felix was trying to build a magical talent matching plan for magical animals.

This can be regarded as one of Felix's gains after reflecting on the battle with Voldemort.

In that battle, he did not personally transform into a bird and snake, mainly because he felt too dangerous. Fantastic animals did not have the slightest advantage in facing Voldemort’s killing curse, but he keenly realized that there was a huge hidden inside. Treasure.

Because Felix suddenly discovered that Voldemort did not seem to understand the state of him and Dumbledore after the transformation, at least Voldemort used the word "transform the body" when describing this state. This is obviously Salazar Slytherin's line. .

From this, Felix judged that even though Voldemort's body may have undergone many changes to adapt himself to black magic, his unique solitary curse may have come from this way, but Voldemort should not be able to transform into a magical animal.

If designed cleverly enough, this cognitive defect may become a reminder for Voldemort.

...

"Professor, when did you learn the Avadaso Mantra?" Harry decided to start with a small question, but Professor Haipu was too keen, and just glanced at him and said half-jokingly: "Why, you Want to learn this spell too? You are bold enough."

"It's not that I want to learn, I, uh, I will do it all of a sudden." Harry hesitated for a long time, and finally confessed.

Felix looked at him with a weird expression. Did Harry really learn it after seeing him use the killing spell a few times? He doesn't feel very good, he won't teach bad children, right? But when Harry described his two-day experience, Felix's expression became serious.

This was worse than he expected Harry to be vengeful and want to learn the Unforgivable Curse in private.

"Come with me," he said in a deep voice.

He took Harry to the small training ground on the fifth floor.

"Look at it with a life spell."

Harry did, and a green light flew from the tip of the staff. The two frowned at the same time.

Harry felt that the spell he was casting today was much less powerful. Felix saw a familiar shadow in his way of casting spells, which meant that what Harry said before was true.

And he knew more things, such as a piece of Voldemort's soul hidden in Harry's body, then where did Harry's knowledge come from, was it Voldemort himself, or... that piece of soul?

"When you got up the night before, did you hear some noise in your head?" Felix confirmed.

"Yes, but it will be gone soon," Harry replied nervously.

Felix was silent and was carefully observing Harry from the perspective of magic power. Even when Harry’s brain defenses were the weakest, he could only snoop out a trace of evil magic power. That was a matter of last school year, but now He didn't dare to try.

If his guess was correct, Harry inadvertently aroused the sleeping soul shards, his current stimulation could lead to extremely serious consequences.

"Let's do it," Felix said after thinking for a moment. "You try the other two spells, Heart Drill and Imperius, and release them to me." Looking at Harry's astonished expression, he smiled. "These two I can still resist a spell, don’t worry about hurting me."

Harry waved his wand nervously, expecting the spell to succeed but not wishing to succeed. In the mood of worrying about gains and losses, he naturally failed, and Harry turned his head to look at the professor.

"Go on." Felix said quietly.

Harry chanted the spell stiffly, and when the time passed for an hour, he hadn't succeeded yet.

"You have to show some determination."

"Put the unforgivable curse in the face of the professor? I can't do it," Harry muttered softly.

So he ‘seeed’ Voldemort standing in front of him, staring at him with scarlet eyes, which made him startled.

"Go on," said'Voldemort'.

Now Harry quickly found his form, even though he only knew spells, even though no one had taught him, even though... he succeeded. Harry looked dazed and shocked, he seemed to have mastered the three unforgivable spells all at once.

How did this happen?

On the other side, Felix was lost in thought.

"Professor?" Harry asked nervously. ""

"It's possible." Felix said, "Don't worry. From your description, Occlumency is effective, so training in this area cannot be stopped... I will tell Dumbledore about your situation. Maybe he can see something."

Dumbledore's reaction was faster than expected, and he appeared almost immediately after the notice was given.

He asked Harry in detail how he felt, and finally left two memories of Harry ‘seeing’ Voldemort in the lobby of the Ministry of Magic, and the memory of his first release of the Killing Curse.

Then Harry was sent away, leaving only two of them on the small training ground on the fifth floor.

"Albus, you think" Felix said hesitantly.

"I don't know," Dumbledore shook his head. "Maybe it's just a pure coincidence. I can come up with more than one reasonable explanation. For example, the Potter family has an ancient heritage, and Harry may have inherited this talent; or Voldemort did. Transfer a part of his power to Harry and make him change now..."

"But," he said solemnly, "it may also be the influence of the Horcrux itself. We have all overlooked a question before, which is the power of which Horcrux was used by Voldemort's resurrection?"

Which Horcrux does it use? Naturally... Huh?

Felix pondered the meaning of these words.

Theoretically speaking, a wizard only needs one Horcrux. This Horcrux can be used as an anchor in the real world after the wizard's death, allowing the wizard's remnant soul to stay in the world. But Voldemort made multiple Horcruxes frantically, and this raises the question of which Horcrux actually played a role when he died.

You know, Harry is also a Horcrux himself, and he also has the function of keeping Voldemort's remnant soul from disappearing.

Of course, Harry was not considered a qualified Horcrux, or rather, it was not a Horcrux deliberately manufactured by Voldemort. The possibility of requiring Harry to maintain the remnant of Voldemort's soul is not unavailable, but it is also very slim. There are other Horcruxes in front.

But the problem is that long before Voldemort's resurrection, his Horcrux was destroyed one by one.

The diary is the first;

The crown is the second one, followed by the locket, and the serpent following Voldemort, a total of four Horcruxes. and many more

"Is the lockbox destroyed?" Felix confirmed.

When he forwarded the Slytherin locket to Dumbledore, the locket was still intact.

"I left it. I originally planned to analyze the Horcrux." Dumbledore shook his head slightly. "But I found another Horcrux, a ring from the generations of Voldemort's mother. Voldemort has imposed a viciousness on it. The curse, I almost got hit, thanks to your amulet for warning..."

"Is that so?" Felix nodded. There were still four pieces, but the order of destruction became the diary, the crown, the serpent, and the ring. And Dumbledore still had a good Horcrux locket in his hand.

That's five, including Harry, that's six...

"If Voldemort had even a trace of reason, he would divide his soul into nine pieces at most"

"I personally prefer the number'seven.'" Dumbledore nodded slightly. "Although I haven't got any conclusive evidence, I almost have a little eyebrow."

"Need help?" Felix asked.

"Ah, I can handle it, with Harry helping me... If the persuading team is too exaggerated, it might scare my old friend away." Dumbledore said cheerfully.

Felix continued to think.

If the first Horcrux that worked before was a diary, then when the diary is destroyed, new Horcruxes, such as crowns, will surely come into play. After the crown was destroyed, it was the turn of the snake and the ring, until now it was transferred to the locket or another unknown Horcrux.

But the above is an ideal state.

What if Harry, the ‘half-horcrux’, was also involved in some intermediate stage? There must be a connection between the divided soul and the main soul. When is this connection the biggest?

Of course it is when the Horcrux maintains the main soul without dissipating.

This also explains Harry's increasing frequency of scar pain before learning Occlusion Surgery. Because his Horcrux has begun to work!

"Albus, do you think the soul fragment in Harry's body will'resurrect'?" This is what Felix worries about the most ~ www.readwn.com ~ is unlikely," Dumbledore shook He shook his head and said, "The role of the Horcrux has never been resuscitation, let alone a fragment of no effect... However, no one knows the consequences of turning a living person into a Horcrux, even Voldemort himself cannot know. "

"The Horcrux itself has extremely strong characteristics, but it is not reflected in Harry. All this shows that the living Horcrux is special." Dumbledore was silent for a moment, "I worry that Harry is'digesting' the Horcrux. Or fusion of Voldemort's soul fragments."

Felix raised his head in astonishment, but had to admit that there was such a possibility, and he began to think about countermeasures.

"Occlumency can alleviate this symptom."

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded slightly.

"Also," Felix's blue eyes began to flicker, "We can't wait for ten years and Harry can't wait. We must solve Voldemort's trouble within a year or two. The sooner the better!"

"This is precisely the most difficult thing." Dumbledore said softly.