A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

What is magic?

Magic, spells, gestures, emotions, thoughts, knowledge, magic wands, beliefs...

With the deepening of the research, Felix eliminated unnecessary ingredients step by step, getting closer to the essence of magic. At a certain moment, Felix had the idea that magic is the foundation of all incredible phenomena, the source of miracles, and the heart points out the direction of miracles.

When the two are combined, people can get what they want.

The magical riots of the little wizards are the closest to this description. They did not master advanced spells, but under the guidance of strong emotions-in other words, a kind of spiritual power-they completed the advanced spellcasting that many wizards could not do in a lifetime. .

Of course, this time refers to the complexity of the magic power operation, rather than discussing the magnitude of power.

When the little wizards enrolled, they began to systematically learn how to control magic power, learn how to mobilize magic power, so as to make magic power like an arm. This is actually a transition from instinct to skill, and a process from wild to rational.

Magic naturally forms part of the wizard's cognition.

If one day, this part of the cognition is destroyed, what will happen?

The scene that was happening before my eyes seemed to give the answer.

Felix stared at the hysterical Professor Bubbaji. From his perspective, the magic in the professor's body was something he had never seen before-messy, like a ball of wool torn apart indiscriminately. But he was certain that she was definitely not a dumb gun.

There is a real dumb gun living in Hogwarts School. His name is Argus Filch, the caretaker of the castle. Felix glanced quickly out of the crowd. Filch was standing at the door of the administrator's office next to the hall, and the sound of a magical gramophone came from the crack of the unclosed door.

He was holding a bunch of keys in his hand, looking stunned, and Mrs. Loris wrapped around his feet.

Felix retracted his gaze, and he got confirmation from Filch again, that the magic in the two bodies was completely different. The dumb guns certainly have magical powers, but they can hardly play any role, and because they have never exercised, neither the quantity nor the quality can compare to the normal enrollment of the little wizards. The magic in them is incomparably lazy, like a quiet pool of water... more accurately speaking, like a lifeless puddle.

"Professor McGonagall, it's best to take Professor Bubage to the school hospital and let Madam Pomfrey check her up. She may have been cursed by some unpopularity." Felix reminded that this is of course an excuse. But some things don’t need to be made public.

He can't give an accurate conclusion now, and instead of letting students make random guesses, he might as well be tight-lipped for the time being.

After all, being half-knowledge is no different from chasing shadows. They are basically a breeding ground for rumors.

Professor Bubbaji heard these words in a daze, as if grabbing the last straw, and said in a panic: "Yes, it's a curse! Those books—the books I brought back from the Muggle world— They messed up my mind! Oh, my God! There is a vicious curse hidden in every word on it..."

There was a loud inhalation sound in the hall.

"There is a curse hidden in Muggle books?" a student asked in a low voice.

"It's possible that my mother told me to stay away from everything about Muggles." Another student said sensibly.

"Nonsense!" Hermione said domineeringly. The man glared at her. When he saw the prefect badge hanging on her chest, he turned away unconvinced, and muttered softly, "It's my mother." Said."

"Kerrydi, we go to the school hospital, you will definitely heal." Professor McGonagall said softly.

But Professor Bubaji just kept repeating these words, occasionally stopping to sniff his nose, Felix shook his head slightly, his eyes flickering, and Professor Bubaji, who was about to collapse, slowly fell into Professor McGonagall's arms and lost consciousness.

The crowd was terribly quiet, as if the words she had just said were still floating in the air, turning into terrifying creatures and flaring their teeth and claws at them.

Felix had to say aloud: "Everyone!" His voice spread out from a distance, and the students present stared at him blankly. Even the professors who rushed over looked at him at the same time. Hope to get an answer.

It's really because the news revealed by Professor Bubbaji's mouth is too shocking: normal wizards become dumb guns? This is something that has never happened before.

"Professor Bubbaji’s body has a problem. There is no doubt about this. The reason is not yet clear, so I need you to stay calm." He calmly said, moving his gaze slowly, and his gaze envelops the people present in his body. Convincing power radiates from the inside out.

"I don't want you to forget my other two identities-a Muggle researcher and a memory therapist, so Professor Bubaji's troubles happen to be my area of ​​expertise. Rather than thinking about it, I'd better ask me, of course, after the consultation. "

He gave Professor McGonagall a look, she understood her heart, and hurried away with Professor Bubaji with her magic wand, and several professors followed. Snape was standing by the wall, his dark eyes rolled, and he paced towards the school hospital.

The students looked at each other--

"Oh-oh -" Justin Finley yelled suddenly, startling everyone, and the companion next to him quickly stepped aside and patted his chest exaggeratedly. "I remember, there may indeed be cursed items in the Muggle world, but they are all flowing out of the magic world. Professor Haipu also helped me check a vase made by a fairy!"

"What's the matter?" asked his friend Susan Burns.

"I can testify." Ernie McMillan, the Hufflepuff student who had just been scared, said solemnly, trying to restore his image.

The frozen air in the hall melted away, and the discussion became enthusiastic. Many little wizards squeezed to Justin's side, wanting to hear more clearly.

...

The school hospital was full of people.

Almost all the professors rushed to hear the news, and there were many students standing crowded under the hospital. Professor McGonagall had to go outside every few minutes to maintain discipline and shut up the babbling students. Don’t Add chaos.

Some people, such as Hermione and Ron, were arrested and ran back and forth in the corridor. In a messy atmosphere, Madam Pomfrey completed the inspection.

"This is simply the strangest patient I have ever seen. Everything in her body is normal, except for magic. Often this situation is the most difficult to deal with, even if she loses an arm, I can heal it." She kept shaking her head, showing confusion. A puzzled expression, "I can't judge, but it should not be a dumb gun, but this symptom—"

There was another noise outside, and Professor McGonagall stood up awkwardly, her chest violently rising and falling: "Those students can't see when! I must deduct points for them!" She angrily rushed to the door, opened the door, and outside the door. A tall and thin wizard stood.

Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief, "You are finally here, Dumbledore. Carey, she—"

"I know it all." Dumbledore nodded at her. He looked around first. His eyes seemed to have magical power to smooth the restlessness in the professor's heart. Then he strode to the hospital bed and leaned down to examine Caredy. In the state of the professor, the silver-white beard dragged onto the bed sheet.

For a long time, he straightened up, with a trace of confusion in his eyes. "I can conclude that she did not become a dumb gun, and of course it is not a curse—"

"Principal Dumbledore, is it possible to be silent? I have seen from the book that the characteristics are very similar to the magic in her—" Madam Pomfrey asked.

"Absolutely not," Dumbledore said categorically.

He looked at the others in the room, and Professor Flivy said sharply, "I didn't find a hidden spell." Standing in the corner, Snape said blankly, "It's not the influence of a potion either." Professor Lauter also said: “She has not come into contact with plants such as sneezeweed or scurvy recently.”

"Perhaps it is not the effect of magic." Wearing a pair of big glasses, Trelawney poked her head from behind the astronomy professor Sinistera and the substitute professor of the magical animal protection class Grapland, and looked towards the hospital bed.

"Thank you, Sybil." Dumbledore said briefly.

He looked at Felix who had just opened his eyes and had a strange expression on the other side of the hospital bed, and asked softly: "How are you communicating with Keredi?" Several professors in the ward opened their eyes wide and stared. Looking at Felix's face, I wanted to see something.

Felix hesitated, "Albus, you'd better see it yourself."

Dumbledore met his gaze calmly, his blue eyes trembled for a moment under the half-round glasses, and then he found himself in a strange and colorful world: there is no way to distinguish between up and down, left and right, the feet are empty without a foothold, and the surroundings are empty. The gloomy scene seems to be in the universe. Dumbledore looked around with interest, the winding double helix structure formed a series of golden steps, extending from the near to the end of the infinite line of sight. Immediately afterwards, a large sphere of blue light resembled lightning, radiating bright white electric currents, filling only part of the gap. Gold and blue are intertwined with each other but distinct, forming a large cloud of light and shadow on the edges of each other.

"This is..." Dumbledore said slowly.

"Professor Bubaji's dream." Felix replied briefly.

While speaking, I don’t know where a familiar voice sounded. It was Karidi Bubage. Her voice was much more subtle than usual, with echoes, as if from the wilderness, and her tone was full of confusion and fear. From all directions: "Why... why is there no place for magic..."

Dumbledore’s expression was solemn, and he explained: “There was an accident in Carridy during the summer vacation. She visited a dozen Muggle biologists one after another. The last time, she was very emotional. Maybe her body was already When something went wrong, the wand gave her a warning, but unfortunately the Muggle professor who was talking to her suspected that she had a gun, rushed to stun her, and then called the police. When I brought her out, she became unconscious... …"

"Minerva told me about it." Felix showed a reminiscence expression: "At the Muggle Research International Conference two years ago, Professor Bubaji showed curiosity about biological knowledge, but The content of her research at the time was very basic, and the level was probably similar to that of the Floating Charm in the first grade? Her speech was interrupted by accident, when the students of Ifamoni attacked the Boothrace Hotel... Since then, I have rarely paid attention to her. Research fields and progress, but it is clear that Professor Bubaji has not given up, and her research has deepened in the past two years."

Dumbledore stared at Keredy Bubbaji's strange dreams. "Can't she understand the new knowledge?"

"It's worse than that-she understands, but she can't incorporate it into her existing knowledge." Felix said.

Dumbledore pondered for a moment, ignoring Professor Bubbaji's erratic voice, "Is it another system? It conflicts with magic?"

"Magic and science." Felix said softly. "The two are like two circles. Over the past thousands of years, they have developed a completely different system. If you compare them: magic is perceptual and changeable; scientifically rational. , Rigorous, becoming more and more distinct from each other, forming two brilliant flowers of civilization..."

"But unfortunately, our Professor Bubbaji made a mistake and found the intersection of the two." Dumbledore said with emotion.

"That's it," Felix said: "Her perception is too biased towards wizards. As a wizard, she is undoubtedly qualified, but on the other hand, with all due respect, her scientific literacy is pitiful, but she I just want to use the wisdom accumulated from life to understand another behemoth with rigorous logic. It's hard not to go wrong."

"That's it." Dumbledore let out a sigh of relief, looking at the dream in front of him, "Now that I know the reason, it becomes easy to solve Keredi's troubles-there may be more than one method, specifically. That kind, let Keridi choose it after we go out."

Felix nodded, and he thought about it too.

The most straightforward way is to make Keridi Bubbaji forget this memory, treat her as a newly enrolled little wizard, and reorganize her magic power. The whole process is not difficult, of course, she may not be happy with it.

The other method is more difficult, without erasing the memory, she must re-accept the magic under the interference, and stabilize her cognition.

But no matter what, Dumbledore would have warned her not to touch this kind of ‘dangerous’ knowledge in the short term.

Felix regrets that his Christmas gift has not been sent out yet, but he dare not give anything related to the Muggle world now, who knows if it will touch her nerves. This incident also made him vigilant. He had been secretly promoting the integration of wizards and ordinary people in the world, and now it seems that he still has a long way to go.

Perhaps a buffer zone should be established between the two, between open and closed, and make a careful choice...

Limited opening? Felix pondered.

Dumbledore sighed, "She should be a wizard who has studied this knowledge to the extreme for hundreds of years."

"She is indeed a pioneer." Felix said in agreement.

"how about you?"

"I?"

"Your results in the field of Muggle research are equally amazing," Dumbledore said softly, "I have read your book, and it contains a lot of... scientific knowledge, and as far as I know: a person can pass What the language expresses is only a small part of his wisdom."

"Do you think that my research is more in-depth than Professor Bubaji?"

"This is also what puzzles me the most. You never seem to be troubled in this regard? And you can still apply this concept to the company you founded-it is said that a considerable part of the future world company's expenditure is to buy Muggles. Items, but these employees are not like Keredi...well, the only difference I can think of is the difference in research fields." Dumbledore said in a discussing tone.

"There are indeed reasons for this." Felix said: "The development strategy I set for the company-at least the initial research direction is to learn the ideas and uses of Muggle technology products, and then try to replace them with magic. I did not ask them to Master the principle, and the most important thing is—" He broke his fingers: "Mechanical structure, physics, chemistry...These concepts are either in the wizards themselves, or they are blank, and they don't seriously conflict with their cognition. Unlike Professor Bubaji, she has already touched on the most essential and intense issues."

"As for my being unaffected, I think it may have something to do with my origin. This makes me feel awe of magic and science at the same time, and I don't think I can easily control the power of the two by myself." Lix said.

Dumbledore smiled: "Ah, I have a wonderful association, as your job advertisement in the newspaper said-what kind of sparks will the combination of Muggle wisdom and magic collide?"

"Yes, I will wait and see."

"You are too humble, Felix, if I were to find a word to describe it, I would say: The results are outstanding." Dumbledore said. In the dream, Keridi's voice was strong and weak, as if he had been wandering in the dream, searching again and again.

"Gene...information...evolution...why is there no place for magic here?"

"Have you ever thought about how to deal with this problem?" Dumbledore asked thoughtfully~www.readwn.com~ Felix miraculously understood Dumbledore's meaning: Dumbledore did not ask for the answer itself, that It's not realistic, and it can't be answered right away. He just wanted to know how to deal with this kind of conflict of ideas and concepts if wizards and ordinary people are destined to merge.

"I didn't think about it before." Felix said bluntly.

"what about now?"

"I have a little idea!"

Dumbledore looked at Felix with a smile. Felix seemed to have an illusion, as if he went back three years ago, they were sitting in the round principal’s office, he was undergoing a serious interview, not in a professor’s weird dream. problem.

"In the short term, magic belongs to magic, science belongs to science, and artificially draws a buffer zone to allow enough time for each other to adapt." He said seriously.

The sound in the dream suddenly calmed down, as if Professor Bubbaji's subconscious was also listening, the surrounding silence was terribly silent, the blue light sphere and the golden double helix structure separated little by little, and a large black area was exposed in the middle.

"Limit communication to a certain range?" Dumbledore nodded, "Good idea, who will be the bridge in between?"

Felix hesitated for a moment, and still said his thoughts: "The Ministry of Magic used to do this accidentally. Now it is the initiative of Future World Corporation. In the future, all the little wizards from Muggle families will work together... "

Dumbledore was noncommittal, and just said: "Let’s go out first, the people outside should be waiting...Speaking of which, I don’t know if Keredy has a chance to board the Chocolate Frog Card? What will her introduction be?"

"Really look forward to."