At the dinner table, the conversation between Felix and Sirius continued--

"As long as Kingsley agrees, he is the nominal organizer." Felix whispered.

"I'll tell him, but he may not be able to come here tomorrow morning, you know, as the Auror of the Ministry of Magic." Sirius said, spit out a chicken bone.

The relationship between the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic is very interesting. The two are independent of each other, but they are inextricably linked. Many members of the Order of the Phoenix are also officials of the Ministry of Magic.

Amelia Burns knew this well, but didn't plan to do anything.

On the one hand, it is out of respect for Dumbledore, on the other hand, it also has a more positive practical significance. The Ministry of Magic has complicated personnel. Many wizards can make a relationship with the pure-blood family just a few turns. It is not an exaggeration to say that the Ministry is a sieve.

The Anti-thief Waterfall can only wash away the spell, but cannot explore the heart.

For some important tasks, such as guarding the Hogwarts Express, Ms. Bones must carefully select the participants in addition to strict confidentiality in advance, in order to prevent leaks.

In terms of keeping secrets, the Order of the Phoenix has a natural advantage.

After dinner, Felix estimated the time and picked Hermione out of her house.

"I set up magic near your house," Felix said: "Similar to the effect of the trace-when someone nearby casts a spell, I will get news immediately. And the current situation is not so serious. Voldemort has adopted a shrinking strategy. You don’t have to worry about your family’s comfort."

"I understand." Hermione nodded lightly, but there was still an overwhelming sadness in her eyebrows.

"You look worried, Miss Granger." Felix pointed to a bench under a lush sycamore tree. "It's better to sit there. I was resting there." He meant from When the Department of Mysteries came out, Hermione easily understood what he meant.

"professor--"

At this time, the two were sitting on the benches, looking at the people passing by and walking in the Muggle community from time to time.

Felix turned his head slightly, facing Hermione's direction, staring at the beautiful afterglow of the sunset.

"Can wizards and Muggles really coexist?" Hermione asked hesitantly.

"What do you think?" Felix said gently.

"I think," Hermione was reserved for a moment, and then she gushed out, as if these words had been held in her heart for a long time and had been drafted several times. "Of course I hope the two can coexist. After all, I Sandwiched between them, I mean my origin. However, I read from the book—well, similar assignments were also given in the history of magic—wizards and Muggles were not separated in history, but they turned out to be It's not wonderful. They are hostile to each other and have had many conflicts. The vigorous witch hunting movement in the 14th century is just a microcosm of this background."

"That's right," Felix said in agreement.

"Also, many wizards choose to stay away from the crowd. The explanation in the book is to not violate the "Secrecy Act", but in fact this phenomenon existed long before the "Secrecy Act" was implemented. There is also a saying that wizards cannot On the Muggles, I can't stand the smell on them, but—"

"Sounds like the self-comfort of the loser?" Felix smiled unconsciously.

Hermione hesitated, but nodded invisibly, "But shouldn't wizards have the upper hand? After all, they have magic?"

"Well, this question is more complicated. I will try to explain it. From the perspective of the social structure of wizards, a mature wizard is equivalent to a miniature society. He can use magic to satisfy most of his needs. This leads to— -Wizards are far less closely connected than ordinary people. In other words, it is difficult for you to organize them and work towards a common goal. As far as I know, the last person who did it was still locked up in Newmontgard."

"Gellert Grindelwald?" Hermione asked in a low voice, the name seemed to have magical powers.

"Yes, but he also took advantage of people's dissatisfaction with the "Secrecy Act"." Felix said calmly: "Furthermore, you overlooked a very crucial point. Magic is rare in the real world, but it is quite common among wizards. Ordinary—"

"Isn't this taken for granted?"

"Of course not." Felix said in a learning-inquiring tone. "I have come into contact with some occult clubs. They take magic very much... well... maybe you can use the word'sacred' to describe it? Do you think they can Imagine that a real wizard would use magic laundry to cook, make fire and water flowers?"

Hermione frowned, thinking seriously.

"So—well, wizards are used to using magic to solve all kinds of troubles, and everyday life magic is the mainstream?"

"They are people, or pragmatists, but they are definitely not soldiers." Felix briefly summarized, "Magic is not a weapon in their hands, but a tool-at least for most wizards. So. When faced with emergencies, they will not make better choices because of magic, especially children. In order to protect their families, the wizard chooses to take the initiative to retreat."

"But there are exceptions," Hermione said affirmatively: "The fourteenth-century fortune teller Wendelin liked to be burned very much. He had let himself be caught by people in various forms of disguise, forty-seven times. "

"In those days, ‘worry-free’ wizards always lived more comfortably." Felix said.

The two sat quietly for a while, until the sky gradually dimmed, casting shadows on the ground. They watched a young couple go out for a walk, and their children—maybe only one or two years old—was staggering ahead.

"Professor, when did the word Muggle appear?" When the family walked past, Hermione asked again.

"Ah, this question is very interesting. I guess you want to ask if this term has a derogatory meaning?" Felix asked with a smile. Before Hermione could answer, he continued, "The specific origins are no longer valid. , No one knows what the first wizard to say "Muggle" thought in his heart, but he did take advantage of it, because at that time there was no unified name for "non-magical people" in the magical world, so this The words were accepted by more and more wizards."

"As for whether it contains a derogatory meaning, it depends on the tone of the speaker. Both the Weasleys and the Malfoys use this term, but they must have completely different ideas. You should have an understanding of this?"

The shadow belonging to Hermione nodded.

"But in general, if you use this term in conversations with ordinary people, there is still a hint of arrogance and disapproval that belongs to a wizard. Very subtle differences, maybe only a little wizard from a Muggle family can understand ."

"why is that?"

"Are you willing to be labeled," Felix asked rhetorically, "especially when you don't know the meaning of the label?"

"Of course I don't want to—" She suddenly realized, "So when you communicate with my parents, you never use the word'Muggle'."

"I am trying to reduce communication barriers," Felix nodded slightly. "It is obviously easier to use'ordinary people' or'non-magic people', but if you have a wizard standing opposite you, it will be very weird and strange to speak like this. It's literary."

Hermione understood a little. She prefers the professor's approach, which reflects the respect for the speaker.

"What about the first question?"

"Can wizards and Muggles co-exist? I can’t give you the answer, Miss Granger, but I think the trend of fusion is inevitable. To put it more accurately, I think it’s a matter of time for the magical world to be exposed to ordinary people. Son."

"Oh, I get it! So the professor set up the "Future World" company?" Hermione asked keenly.

Felix chuckled lightly.

"I hope to create a buffer zone. This is the natural responsibility of us, Muggle-born wizards."

Hermione smiled. Although she never felt inferior about her origin, she would still feel angry and sad when Malfoy said she was a'mudblood'. From today onwards, if Malfoy says this again, She would only pity him, thinking that he was shallow and ignorant.

Although Malfoy has not said anything in the past two years.

Is it also because of the professor? Hermione thought, she regretted not seeing this scene in time travel. At first she was like a shadow that shouldn't exist, out of touch with the whole world. She wandered aimlessly between the castle and grounds of Hogwarts, and even the ghost could not find her.

But she also saw a lot of secrets that she couldn't access before.

Hermione survived the hardest days with the food in the beaded pouch, but the food was always done, just when she thought she would be trapped in time and starved to death like those time travelers. , The **** of luck finally came.

The time converter cracked a gap.

While nervous and frightened, Hermione found that she had regained the entity. She hurriedly sneaked into the kitchen to steal food. After a full meal, Hermione was in the mood to consider whether her behavior changed history or whether she was Hogg. Part of Watts' many weird rumors.

A ghost who steals food?

But she was too hungry to care so much. Facts proved that her approach was correct-two hours after that, she was taken for a time jump, and her body became almost nothingness again, but fortunately, she figured out the law. Can do something she has always wanted to do.

For example, send a letter.

After almost a month and a half, Hermione found that she had an entity under normal circumstances, as if she was wearing an invisibility cloak. She guessed that as she approached the normal timeline, she herself was moving towards reality step by step. It will be discovered sooner or later.

So she escaped from school and returned home, preparing to record her experience and spend the last period of time with her parents. After that... Hermione pursed her lips and looked at Felix: "Thank you, Professor."

"what?"

"Oh, I mean, I seem to have found a new target, including the previous one—Professor. I plan to enter the Ministry of Magic after graduation." Hermione said.

"The bad news, I thought you would choose the ‘Future World’ company." Felix’s tone was a little troubled.

"I won't give up the ancient magic text." Hermione said greedily.

...

Felix and Hermione returned to Black House, and before they said a few words, it was time to go to bed. Mrs. Weasley prevented Ron from continuing to tout his new broomstick and drove them back to his room.

"That's Hikari 2000!"

Ron and Ginny shouted in unison. But immediately Ron looked at Ginny warily, "You don't expect me to lend you the broom, do you?"

"mean."

Ginny snorted, standing up proudly like a proud cat.

"Well, kids, you go to bed early too, and tomorrow you will be sure of a lot of things." Mrs. Weasley said with great experience. "I have to wake you up early, or someone else will be left behind..."

She was right. Early the next morning, the whole house was in chaos. Mrs. Weasley and the portrait of Mrs. Black hanging in the hallway shouted hoarsely at the same time.

"—No magic! You two idiots—"

"——Dirty bastard, defiled my ancestor’s house——"

Harry got dressed in a panic and squeezed the toiletries into his suitcase. The others were also in a rush, and they were relieved until they boarded the Hogwarts Express.

"Fred and George wanted to cast a spell on the suitcase~www.readwn.com~ and they almost hit me..." Ginny explained to Harry what happened in the morning.

Harry scratched his head, wondering how to face Ginny alone-just now, Ron and Hermione went to the prefect car, "Uh, are you okay?" He felt terrible as soon as he said it. NS.

"I'm fine." Ginny smiled. They carried their luggage all the way looking for the empty carriage. Not far in front of them was a blonde girl with a messy, dirty, waist-long blonde hair. "I saw Luna, let's go there." Ginny said.

Harry raised his head, and although he saw only one back, Harry recognized her immediately from the movement of the person drifting into the car in a trance.

They squeezed through the crowd and found Neville halfway. "Oh my God, Harry, I thought I was late." He said happily, "It's almost that."

On the other side, Felix came to a front carriage, he opened the door, and several members of the Auror and the Order of the Phoenix sat quietly in it.

"Hello."

Kingsley, Dlex, Moody, and Dedalo Dego each nodded at him.

Felix picked an empty seat and sat down, and he could see that with so many people sitting in the narrow carriage, Moody’s nervousness was in trouble. He was uncomfortable, his eyelids jumped constantly, and his rough hands always wanted Grab something.

"Don't draw your magic wand, Alastor," Delaro Digo, who was sitting next to him, said carefully.

Felix blinked, thinking that this trip had become interesting, he took out a coin to make it jump at his fingertips, and his mind moved. The words that Dumbledore said to him appeared late at night and reappeared in his memory. Well, what reason should I find to leave at that time? Go looking for a snack trolley to buy snacks?

He sighed silently, always feeling that it didn't fit his image.

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