A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

At nine o'clock in the morning, Felix dressed neatly in front of the mirror, packed up and got ready to go out.

"Hum?"

Warren wore a small scarf and looked at him expectantly.

"Can't take you, Varen." Felix lowered his head apologetically: "Not sure if it will be dangerous, the best option is to stay at home."

He took out a memory disk from the ring, and the memory disk drew an arc in the air and landed steadily on the small square table in the office.

A dense circle of magic text loops on the edge of the memory disk was lit, and the center was filled with smoke.

"In addition to recreating the memory, employees in the company have found new application scenarios for it. Tsk tsk, it looks more and more like the future I envisioned..." Felix waved his hand again, a plate of snacks and a pot The juice appeared, "You can watch the scene through it."

"Hum!"

Warren walked towards the sofa dejectedly.

The hall is full of shadows, and many students peer into the DL stone steps outside the hall. The exhaled air melted the frost on the castle wall, and the wet water flowed down from the rough wall.

"Why don't you let us go and see, it's clearly in Hogsmeade! What the **** is Principal Dumbledore thinking?" a student said angrily.

"I heard it was for our safety..."

"You're kidding! What is the danger with Principal Dumbledore and Professor Haipu? Even a mysterious man..." His voice lowered.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood in a corner of the hall, and Ron said expectantly: "Can't Sirius take us there?"

"He himself was left." Harry said dullly.

Ron looked at Percy on the steps with jealousy, and he was talking to Dumbledore with a blushing face: "A lot more than expected! I mean—they are all leaders in their respective fields. "

When Felix came down the spiral staircase, there was a sudden silence in the hall, and then the discussion grew louder.

"Professor, we support you!" a student shouted.

Felix smiled at him, "Slytherin adds three points." The student was taken aback, and then the voice of support in the auditorium increased. Felix finally squeezed out of the crowd and confronted Dumbledore and Perk. West said, "Let's go, are we all ready?"

"It's all ready," Percy said hastily. "The department has transferred two hundred staff members, including fifty Aurors and hitters, and took a day off for this purpose."

Felix nodded, then looked at Dumbledore calmly.

"Alastor is there." He said briefly.

"The school side—"

"There are other professors, and Fox will call me at a critical moment."

Percy was obviously a little confused about the conversation between them, but he could answer Felix's next question.

"Where is Ms. Bones?"

"It's also in Hogsmeade. She is hosting ministers of magic from some European countries and principals of magic schools from all over the world." Percy said enthusiastically: "Some of them came early and spent several days in Diagon Alley. , I guess there are a lot of problems in my stomach."

They went down the DL stone steps and walked towards the main entrance of the school. Leave a crowd of dim-eyed students.

Harry and Hermione looked at the distant figure of Professor Haipu in a complicated mood. Ron murmured: "Every day I get along with the professor day and night, I almost forget the gap between myself and the professor. Maybe no matter how we catch up, we can only be like Now I see a back view like this."

"The professor will become a legend like the most famous wizards in history." Hermione bit her lip and said, but the expression on her face was very unwilling.

"Then you said, is there our name in his legend?" Ron asked with interest.

Neither Harry nor Hermione spoke.

"There must be," said a firm voice.

The three of them looked at Neville. Neville was taken aback by their eyes. He whispered, "It's like a storybook. There must be more than one character on the scene, right?"

"You mean those supporting characters?" Ron mumbled dissatisfied. "It sounds like Mafalda's argument. By the way, Harry, how has she arranged you lately?"

"You tell me her serial story?" Harry said gloomily. "She described me as a rancher, who shoveled horse manure every day."

…

Felix stood in the center of Hogsmeade Square, surrounded by wizards on the inner and third floors. They came from all over the world, with various purposes in their hearts, but at the moment they turned their eyes to the young man in the center of the venue.

"As we all know, the perfection of each research field cannot be completed by one or two people, but on the basis of the predecessors, which is why I stand here—"

"Isn't it because of the old magic wand?" a wizard asked in a hoarse voice.

"I can't rule out the influence of this part of the factor," Felix looked at him with a smile, "but the misunderstanding caused by my own wand is a private matter, I will explain it in the gaps in the speech. Of course, if you want to experience the ancient magic firsthand , It's not impossible, but you need to sign up first..." He pointed to a table in the corner where the two Aurors stood guard.

"I continue to say-the advancement of any magical discipline will bring us practical benefits. Take the wolf poison potion as an example... We have been helpless against the werewolf virus for hundreds of years. Once infected, there is no cure, but now it is finally broken. The first brick, I can almost foresee the future: those more complete and low-cost formulas will be developed; the analysis and papers of related medicines are endless; of course, there will be new theories; some people even invented based on the principle of potions A more targeted spell..."

"All of this is not an illusion. It has been repeated over the past few thousand years, like an invisible hand, pushing the entire wizarding community a little bit of progress."

Lupin stood under the huge projection screen, his fists clenched with excitement. If what Felix said is true, he is willing to spend all his savings to support this cause.

The wizards were obviously more interested in Felix’s speech. They watched him pacing in the middle of the venue, telling their own experience of studying ancient magic texts:

"...For this reason, any magic discipline is meaningful." Felix smiled: "They explain our innate ability-magic from different angles, and slowly but firmly improve our understanding of magic."

Hundreds of magical devices shaped like Billy Wiggs in the sky will scan the scenes and record the excited faces. The white light and purple mist of the magic camera flickered in the corner from time to time. At the same time, hundreds of feather pens trembled excitedly.

In addition, Felix's words were also spread to thousands of wizard families via magic radio.

Felix held both ends of the magic wand with his fingers, but the magic wand was not as attractive as it was at the beginning. More than two thousand wizards from all over the world stared at his face, staring at him slightly on tiptoe with joy. Tiptoes.

"And a new subject is obviously more valuable, such as ancient magic writing. Why do I have to dig it out of the past history, because it does have a lot of potential that has not yet been discovered, and under the modern magic system, It can be combined with many magical disciplines, such as modern spells—"

He waved his magic wand, the'flowing' magic text and the iron armor curse combined to form a light green water wave-like magic barrier; the'light' magic text and the fire curse combined, and bright white flames swam around him. ; More and more magic texts appeared in the air, combined with modern spells, forming colorful magic ripples.

"Or alchemy—"

He pointed to the huge projection screen standing behind everyone.

"We know very little about ancient wizards. We can only find a few words from incomplete scripts and abandoned monuments. This fault not only makes it difficult for us to inherit the legacy of ancient wizards, but also makes us have wrong judgments about that era."

"For example, the power of an ancient wizard is based on the premise that other abilities are extremely weakened. I found from some ancient scriptures that an ancient wizard-at that time was still a master apprentice system-even at a young age he mastered several powerful ancient magics. , But they still have more mundane worries than modern wizards. They need to sort dozens of boxes when they move home, and the most advanced means of transportation that they can use for a long trip is a flying broom... even they may have to clean them themselves. House, cook by yourself, because not everyone can live magic."

Each wizard fell into thinking. With the emergence of Felix Haipu, a question was constantly raised: Is the ancient magic text-and the ancient wizard behind it, really as powerful as the legend?

Wizards also have myths, or legends. But many people automatically attribute them to the same existence as "The Story of Poetry and Pidou". Few are willing to believe that the magic miracle shown in the story has actually happened in reality, breaking the mountain, dividing the sea, and destroying the sky. Destroy...

Some people firmly believe, some doubt, and some disagree. But today Felix provides a new perspective for judging strengths and weaknesses: What is the criterion of strength, individual strength or collective strength; is it the power of magic or convenience as the criterion?