A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Early the next morning, Felix overslept rarely and missed the owl in the auditorium. He picked a seat at random and sat down. During the time he drank porridge, he looked thoughtfully at the students in the auditorium, and the number of newspaper subscriptions seemed to increase.

After two places, a Ravenclaw student got the newspaper and quickly flipped through the headlines of different pages, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Everything is peaceful."

Her companions have taken no surprises at her behavior.

"Why don't we talk about assessment spells?"

"What's to say, the fourth and fifth grades only need to master the disarming curse, the coma curse and the iron armor curse. I have learned it a long time ago." The Ravenclaw girl tossed her hair and said, then looked at her companion carefully, "Oh, I Forget, you are not interested in duels, you haven't participated in it before..."

Her companion rolled his eyes, and then sighed, "I really envy students in grades one, two and three. You only need to master the appearance of the followers. It's not difficult at all, isn't it?"

"Don't say that, my mother told me that many apparition accidents with people are caused by little wizards being too nervous. If children are not trained, they will subconsciously mobilize magic to resist, resulting in transmission errors..."

Felix listened for half, and then focused his attention on his breakfast. He stared at the cereal, imagining that they were magic symbols, not, to be precise, patterns that could stably carry magical power.

Plans to dig the pit for Voldemort are progressing slowly.

He could already transform into some magical beasts, but that doesn't mean everything will be all right. In fact, he never thought of fighting Voldemort in the form of magical beasts. The difficulty is too great, even if they are indeed magical in some respects, but just look at the idea that Newt promotes, and there is no magical animal that can defeat an established wizard.

Only by transforming the magical talents of many magical animals into magical magic and using it with the body of a wizard can it be considered as a deterrent, but although the two are inextricably linked in history, it does not mean that There are really clear magic texts or magic text circuits in the magical animals.

What Felix had to do was actually the same as the first batch of ancient wizards, ‘creating’ ancient magic with his own hands, so the workload was actually quite large.

The first step is to transform into a magical animal. Use the body of the magical animal to experience their magical talents, feel the mystery from the bloodline of the magical animal, and experience how its own magic power flows and functions. He has to repeat this process continuously to get a fuzzy pattern-it looks like a chaotic capillary or a devil's net with a complicated structure.

This is what the ancient wizards saw when they dissected magical animals.

After that, we continued to try and practice, and extract the magic symbols one by one.

The biggest problem that Felix faced was that he could not always find the appropriate magic text corresponding to the magical power structure in the magical animal. In this case, he could only "create" the magic text by himself, which would undoubtedly accompany thousands of people. Times of failure.

But fortunately, the idea is right, and he has been improving. that's enough.

Although this process is very boring, Felix enjoys it, especially the ideas born in this process are also very important. For example, the magical ability of a magical animal comes from its own bloodline and unique body structure. What about the wizard?

Felix suspects that the soul plays a very important role in it. One piece of evidence is that only wizards can transform into ghosts, not ordinary people and magical animals.

He was fascinated by these ideas. Even when Felix was standing on the podium, he was still thinking about all kinds of whimsical ideas. To his degree, the theory and practice of magic became more and more beyond imagination. Furthermore, they are subverting the perception of magic in the eyes of ordinary wizards.

This is true whether it is the use of magic texts to reproduce the talents of magical animals, or to make adjustments on the basis of Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw's memory magic to bring memory magic to reality.

"Take out the magic knife, I will reserve a few lessons for you to adapt to the new tool, and then you will find that it is actually better than the magic wand in some aspects, especially when you plan to do some fine operations. "It's time." Felix said calmly: "Today is a practical class. I need you to write the practical magic texts and magic text circuits that you have learned in the past two years on chestnut boards."

The students moved, took chestnut boards from the podium in order, and returned to their seats to start practicing.

"It's a bit too simplistic, isn't it?" Ron said happily. "We practiced at the Magic Club."

"It's really simple for us, but—" Hermione cut the chestnut board with the palm of her hand into strips, each of which was only the size of an index finger. She fluently wrote a string of ancient magic inscriptions, and looked up with satisfaction. At the other people in the classroom.

"boom!"

The chestnut board in Seamus's hand suddenly exploded, and a cloud of fire and black smoke spread.

Felix waved his hand, and the smoke and flame disappeared at the same time, "Be careful, classmate Finnigan, you need to be more focused, not look at me." He raised his head from a three-dimensional pattern composed of magic texts and said. Looking around, many students bowed their heads with guilty conscience.

"When can we be like the professor?" Harry couldn't help asking, the magic text in the professor's hand was like tiny dust, shining in the sun.

"The professor told me not to be too ambitious." Hermione said regretfully. It was obvious that she had asked a similar question, and then smiled. "But the professor praised my exploration and attempts on the magic text."

She pointed to the work she had just finished, and Harry and Ron glanced from the side and smacked to themselves. On the small piece of chestnut wood that belonged to Hermione, it was engraved with densely packed magic texts. If you didn't look carefully, it would be like smearing it with ink.

"Hermione... it won't explode, right?" Harry said in a horrified voice. He recognized the true face of the thing-dozens of explosive circuits, cleverly packed in the palm of the hand, with a golden stick. The lines are crookedly connected into a string, gleaming with throbbing light.

"Don't worry, I combined the explosive circuit and the stable circuit. You must use a specific frequency of magic to trigger it, and this frequency is only known to me." Hermione smiled and stuffed the chestnut board into her beaded pouch, ha Lee and Ron swallowed.

Hermione seemed to be becoming more and more terrifying, especially this summer vacation, when the professor came over at intervals, Hermione asked questions between their conversations. Her research got deeper and deeper, and soon reached a point they didn’t understand at all. Degree, such as the word "the magic of a certain frequency".

Once a professor said to her: "I have thought about setting up awards of different levels to recognize individuals or groups that have made outstanding contributions in the field of ancient magic texts, but the conditions at this stage are not mature... If one day I want Get up, would you like to contribute your name? Hermione Granger Award?"

Harry thought the professor's tone was serious, not like a joke.

In the next time, he began to imitate Hermione, writing the magic text circuit smaller and smaller, and raised his head while resting. The magic text symbol in the hands of the professor had become a bird and snake with wings. Lively.

On the weekend, Felix held the first rally of the Magic Club at the beginning of school. The members of the club were beaming and exchanged recent events with each other.

"Professor Sprout promised to write me a letter of recommendation, but I haven't figured out where to go. I mean, Dad wants me to go to the Ministry of Magic, but..." Cedric said, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Mom sent me a new dress and a book." Neville said, "I thought I had left something, but it wasn't, it was just a simple gift."

In the corner, Harry whispered to Ron and Hermione in a depressed tone: "'Pumpkin Pie' invited us to drink tea on the grounds that his brother learned ten new words." Pumpkin pie is their new code name for Hagrid. , Because Hagrid didn't want others to know that he had come back, that would make his behavior of not coming to class very conspicuous.

It would be troublesome if Glop's existence exposes things.

"I don't want to embarrass Dumbledore," Hagrid said on the note. "If parents find out that there is an uncontrolled big guy in the Forbidden Forest, they will have unnecessary worries... I think in Little Glope Before learning the necessary etiquette, it is not appropriate to appear in public."

Harry, Ron, and Hermione all agreed with this view, except for a slight disagreement with the term ‘unnecessary worries’.

"I don't want to go." Ron was very repulsive of this invitation. He lowered his voice and said, "I am not refusing, but we have a lot of things to do. Quidditch training will be held in the afternoon. I'm very dissatisfied, and I don't want to be brushed down by her. In case she feels that Hooper's nagging and gesticulating are not so unbearable..."

Ron’s worries are not unfounded. In Friday’s Quidditch trials, Ron only ranked third. He was able to get the goalkeeper's position because Angelina felt that both Vicki Frobisher and Jeffrey Hooper in front of him had obvious shortcomings: the former valued her'charm' club more, and the latter just hummed at every turn. Haw, complained about some trivial things, and wanted Angelina to act according to his plan.

After a comprehensive balance, Angelina finally chose Ron to replace Wood as the goalkeeper.

As a result, they were all absent from the first formal training yesterday because they were going to the potions office to be confined. The feeling was terrible. Snape gave Harry, Ron and Hermione a big bucket and let They dealt with potion materials for seven grades, and Harry’s nails still had the lingering smell of **** and rat innards.

"...Not to mention the homework. I hope he will come back to do business. Professor Grapland has left a lot of homework. Why should I draw ten sketches of tree guarding Luoguo? I have no plans to become a painter! "Ron said fiercely.

"This year is the .ls year, and tree guarding is the focus of the annual exam." Hermione pointed out the truth unhappily.

Harry and Ron stared at her.

"Oh, of course I want him back." Hermione shrugged. "Hi, Luna." She turned to look at Luna, "How was your vacation?"

"Very good, Dad negotiated a cooperation." Luna said happily, and she warmly invited Hermione: "I am going to see Firenze this afternoon. Are you going?"

"Oh, uh, okay." She looked around, but Harry and Ron were going to train, she couldn't find an excuse, and finally said pitifully.

"Classmates." Felix sat in an armchair with a smile: "Welcome back, before the rally begins, I will announce one thing: Future World Corporation and the Ancient Magic Association have co-founded a monthly magazine. The magazine, whose name is "Mowen New Solutions", is temporarily taken over by the "Singing and Singing" magazine——"

Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at Luna immediately.

"——I am the editor-in-chief, it is only temporary. If you plan to submit your manuscript in the near future, you can directly forward the manuscript to Miss Granger, who will sort it out and give it to me. In addition, the cost of the manuscript is very competitive. here--"

Felix waved his magic wand, and a stack of leaflets flew up from the table and dropped exactly into everyone's hands.

"Old wand." Hermione muttered, staring at his wand.

"What did you say?" Harry was very sensitive to this word, after all, they were locked up because of this.

"I recently found "The Collection of Poetry and Pidou Tales" and read it again." Hermione said briefly: "Shh, I'll talk later." Professor Haipu's gaze came over, and she closed her mouth and sat down.

Luna on the side looked at her, her eyes burning.

...

"Deathly Hallows?" Harry opened his mouth wide in surprise, they just came out of the Magic Club, and Luna caught up with them.

"Yes." Luna said affirmatively, "The invincible wand, the resurrection stone that resurrects the dead, and the invisibility cloak that can evade death. Together, these three things are the Deathly Hallows, and the owner will become the death. Owner."

"Nonsense," Hermione raised her eyebrows. "That's just a fairy tale. The stuff in it is like a snoring beast. It doesn't exist in reality!"

"But they are true. Numerous wizards are obsessed with them." Luna said quietly~www.readwn.com~ My father wanted to persuade Florin to find the Deathly Hallows when he was young, but he refused, pretending that his ancestors had never Never had an old magic wand. "

"Who is Florin, this name is a bit familiar?" Ron asked.

"He is the owner of Florin's cold drink shop." Luna said.

"That's impossible!" Hermione said categorically. "I'll write to him and ask clearly."

Harry, in a daze, remembered the scene where he had been sitting under a brightly colored parasol outside the Florin cold drink shop and doing homework. He had only focused on the free ice cream before, and never realized this shop. 'S boss knows all about his history of magic. Although Harry doesn't know the exact age of the owner of the cold drink shop, he guessed that he has graduated for at least 30 or 40 years. If he were not a fan of the history of magic, would he remember the knowledge from school so firmly?

"He won't reply to you. He is missing." Luna said. "The neighbor guessed that he might have moved abroad because he was afraid of war. Because the Ministry of Magic patrolled Diagon Alley day and night, but didn't hear the warning device. To the police. It's in an inconspicuous corner of today's newspaper."

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