A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Thinking House.

Nick Lemay looked around, he looked at the furnishings in the room with interest, and he looked a few hundred years younger.

"You still have such magic? I'm amazed," he said with a smile. "My preparations didn't work."

Felix stern face, as if welcoming a villain, he stood in front of a dark green curtain, the curtain rolled up high, revealing the tall portal behind.

Felix stared at the door, it opened automatically, and there was a lot of shadows inside, completely unable to see what was inside. Behind the door is his inner world, which hides all the deepest secrets and memories.

The two stepped in and stood on a long aisle flanked by tall bookshelves. Every item on the shelf—books, notebooks, memory balls, and odds and ends—represents who you really are.

Against the light, only the light of the Thinking Cabin could be seen. The faces of Felix and Nick Lemay were hidden in the darkness. Then, the figure belonging to Felix waved his arms, the aisle was turbulent, and the bookshelves twisted into a lot of thick The clouds, layer upon layer, occupy their original positions.

The sky seemed to be pulled to their feet, and the thick clouds hung low—they seemed to be in a sea of ​​clouds, with dark golden clouds on both sides, extending and overlapping from the position where the two stood before disappearing into the unknowable end.

"Come in," Felix said briefly and politely. "How about we start with the memory of recent days?"

"Felix..." Nick Lemay shook his head, he was guilty, he didn't reveal some things to anyone, not even Dumbledore-he saw half a prophecy, the world is about to start again Facing change is more shocking than anything in the past.

But unfortunately, he can't see the end, and he can't see the way forward, so he can only hope for the latecomers.

Dark golden clouds entangled in the scroll, and pictures and voices appeared.

As the clouds gathered, a man with a somewhat elegant feeling raised a piece of paper the size of a slap in his hand, and vowed to say, "Felix, I will keep watching..."

Nick Lemay walked quickly through this section, stopped in front of a dark golden cloud that was constantly surging, and examined it carefully. Felix was the only one in the picture. He was sitting quietly in his office, flipping through a stack of parchment. The pictures on the paper made him frown.

"This is……?"

"The road that Salazar Slytherin gave up, I'll pick it up and see."

Nick Lemay didn't comment, nodded, and moved on, not interested in the minutiae, but on the tumultuous clouds that could affect emotions.

He walked a short distance, and the clothes on his body were rolled up with a cloud of mist, which made the originally gathered picture scattered again, "I can only tell you, that person's code name is Bigfoot..."

Nick stopped at a place that was constantly surging, and he asked curiously, "This is the Three Broomsticks Bar?" He looked at the people in the picture, Felix was sitting with a middle-aged man with a hook nose, The middle-aged man was indifferent, filling himself cup by cup, his expression numb.

"Severus, we should all look forward." Felix in the picture comforted.

"Can you forget the past?" said the middle-aged man. "Can you forget Chesterton Avery? What about Carlo, Nott, Parkinson, Selwyn...and the Shafiq family?"

Felix stopped talking, he followed the middle-aged man to clink glasses. When bringing the middle-aged man back to Hogwarts, Felix stared at the drunk man on the bed and said softly, "That's why I thank you, Professor."

Nick LeMay asked: "Who is this?"

"The dean when I was in school."

"He helped you?"

"That's right."

"Looks like a warmhearted person."

"...probably not."

Nick said clearly: "I'm narrow-minded, people are complicated."

They continued on, stopping and stopping, and Nick Lemay stopped briefly while Felix chased Sirius and the Patronus chased out Dementors, but instead watched Felix's speech at the Ministry of Magic in its entirety.

"What do you think of the secrecy laws?" the old man asked.

"I'm pessimistic."

"Are you going to push for the repeal of secrecy laws?"

"It's thankless to work hard, and it won't last for many years without me doing anything."

Nick sighed and said: "My thoughts are with you, the magic world has been closed for too long, and the outside world is changing with each passing day..."

He changed the subject and said cheerfully: "Don't look at me as an antique, one of my safe houses is swaggering in the Muggle community without any magic - that would make all kinds of modern appliances fail, refrigerators, air conditioners, ovens ... and home game consoles, you know that, Perenal likes it... I also have an identity, an occult researcher!"

...

In front of another cloud, Nick looked at Newt Scamander nostalgically, and his words grew: "The first time I saw Newt, he was very dull and inarticulate, maybe now It hasn't changed..." He said softly, "Years have passed in a blink of an eye."

Then he looked at Felix in the cloud, and Felix said bluntly, "What family are you from?"

The young man across from him stammered, "Ever - Avery."

Nick Lemay asked curiously, "Is this Avery mentioned by that professor just now?" Seeing Felix nodding, he couldn't help but ask, "What did he do?"

Felix said with an inscrutable expression: "You will see, isn't that what you came for?"

...

Not far from here, Nick Lemay smacked his lips after hearing what Felix said in the seventh grade class: "The seed of a miracle..." He pondered for a long time.

They moved on, and Nick couldn't help laughing when he heard the memory of Felix say to a freckled boy, "That's Nick Lemay of mice." "Wonderful analogy."

Felix was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect to be caught by the master when he said this.

Nick said thoughtfully, "So, the infamous Sirius Black is innocent, and Peter Pettigrew is the betrayer? Animagos... The only question is the Faithful Charm, but the Keeper is okay. Transferred, or maybe the Potters lied to everyone from the start."

Felix said calmly: "You should have thought about it, skipping some key content."

Nick smiled and said, "It's impossible for me to put my nose to your face and observe you in every detail. Although not convincing, I still want to restore a part of your image."

"Really?" Felix muttered.

Another cloud, Nick Lemay asked: "Who is this little girl?"

"Hermione Granger, my assistant in the Ancient Rune class," Felix explained.

"It's really considerate." Nick said with admiration as he watched Hermione put a pot of green plants on the square table full of books, adding a touch of life to the dim left half of the space.

"But what happened before? You seem to be taking some hits... oh, I see, magic insurrection, this method... is a little bit wrong, but..."

Nick Lemay looked at the picture on the dark golden cloud, with the Longbottoms holding Neville on one side, and Felix in disbelief on the other, he stopped talking.

A long road followed, and Nick didn't stop until he saw what happened at the Muggle meeting during the summer vacation, except to say "fun" to the golden rune ball.

"All curses end, I've used this magic too... I'm sorry, it's easy to fall into meaningless memories when you're old." Nick said with emotion: "What do you think of the Reform Association?"

"Young, promising, and representing the future."

"Yeah, youth has potential and represents the future." Nick murmured.

...

Nick Lemay read with great interest the questions that Felix asked in the open class of the University of Paris-at that time, Felix used a hypothetical method to outline the current situation of the magic world and asked the professor's opinion.

The old man smiled and said, "You are so courageous, no wonder that Auror wanted to arrest you."

"It happened to happen, and I did wonder what a philosophy professor would think about it," Felix explained.

"With other people's wisdom?" said the old man. "Smart way."

Later in the back room, Nick couldn't help complaining about Dumbledore: "I don't quite agree with some of his actions, but... I'm not him, and I don't know what reason he made this decision on."

Nick Lemay kept walking forward. In an office, he saw Dumbledore cross his arms and ask with a serious face, "Why are you so obsessed with coming to teach at Hogwarts?"

Nick asked, "This is your interview?"

"Obviously, I was hired."

Nick nodded. The cloud in front of him had quietly turned sea blue. This was Felix's memory of three years after graduation. The old man smiled and said, "It's the same color as my eyes." Here, he Seeing a more real side of Felix, like a real ordinary person working and living in a tech company, "was really surprising to me," Nick said.

The year before this was Felix's experience of traveling the world. Nick Lemay blinked and watched Felix shuttle through the black markets of different countries, picking and exchanging various magical items and codex, and dealing with him. Most of them are dark wizards wandering in the gray area, robbing, fighting, counterattacking, setting traps...

"Blue means sadness?" Nick asked, staring at the blue, glowing cloud.

"No, I enjoyed the experience," Felix said.

"Uh... well."

Next, the clouds on both sides of the road turned dark golden again. He saw Felix, who was younger, during his school days. He was in awe wherever he went, and the crowd automatically gave way to a path. , Felix nodded to them with a smile.

"Is it because the Shafiq family left the UK? No worries?" the old man thought to himself.

But the next moment, Nick Lemay denied this speculation, he saw that at the end of the fifth grade, Felix visited some pure blood families one by one.

Nick Lemay stared at a dark golden cloud that was constantly churning. He guessed that if the color of the cloud represented emotions, then Felix must be happy at that time, the joy of revenge——

It was a richly decorated room, with a young man with black hair and blue eyes sitting on the single sofa with bright green and silver stripes.

The fireplace decorated with gold patterns made a soft sound, and a middle-aged wizard walked out from it. He saw Felix, and his eyes showed surprise and panic.

"Felix Hepp...you, what are you doing!" he roared angrily, "who let you in, you are not welcome here!"

The young man said softly: "I feel the need to visit and address our differences."

The wizard left the ground angrily. "What are you doing? Where is Dumbledore, he's trying to kill the purebloods?"

But then, his body stiffened, like a sloping stone statue, his eyes kept moving downwards, until finally, he found himself kneeling on the ground.

All he could see was the young man's shoes.

"It's a very hidden spell, isn't it? I found it from the forbidden book area... I came here today to formally introduce myself, although I have dealt with it during the summer vacation last year, what is the name of that Parkinson's? ? I can't remember exactly, his face was swollen like a pumpkin, um, the spell bounced."

"...Jem!" growled the man named Parkinson.

A house elf suddenly appeared, and the next second, a red light flashed, and the elf fell unconscious to the ground.

Felix stood up, passed by the wizard, and looked at the portrait hanging on the wall, "I did my homework before I came, and there was a Minister of Magic in your family, Perseus Parkinson, during the ruling Attempts to pass the 'Muggle marriage would be illegal' bill were unsuccessful."

"It's a pity, isn't it? This kind of thinking can only be kept in the family and cannot be accepted by the public." His wand was placed on the wizard's head.

The face of Patriarch Parkinson, who was kneeling on the ground, turned purple. It only took two minutes to change from hatred, unwillingness, to decadence and fear.

"What do you need me to do, Mr. Hepp?"

"Be good, don't jump around anymore, I promised Headmaster Dumbledore not to pursue it."

...

Nick Lemay said softly: "I just said that the Parkinson family has been very quiet these years, but they were very aggressive in the past." He asked curiously: "The family that has suddenly declined in recent years is all related to you?"

"Well, then I need to count carefully," Felix said uncertainly.

They continued to move forward, and a huge cloud continued to surging, bringing out wisps of hazy clouds, and the picture gradually became clear. It was the memory of Felix's duel at the beginning of the fifth grade——

In the corner of the Hogwarts Great Hall, after Dumbledore's welcome speech, young Felix put on his gloves unhurriedly, and the seats on either side of him were empty, which made it easy for him to get up and walk calmly. in front of a blond boy.

Felix took off his gloves slowly and said slowly: "Shafiq, one of the holy 28 pure blood families? Nobility, glory... maybe just a piece of scum, only hiding in a dark corner to attack, I Guess, you've got dirty blood running through every inch of your veins, and I'd love to know if that's true..." He threw the glove to the blond boy's face.

The blond boy was already stiff, sweating like rain, his white gloves stuck to his neck, and because his body kept shaking, it fell to the ground, covered with dust.

He murmured, "Felix..."

"Okay, I said so, don't let me down." Felix stared at him and said sarcastically, "You are Shafik."

"I-I'll pick...I--" Shafiq, the blond, fell from his seat, limping all over.

"Felix Happ!" Snape strode from the professor's chair, growling, "What do you want to do?"

"Professor," Felix bowed slightly, "As you can see, I want to see if this family's blood is red or black."

Snape's hands were shaking with anger, and he whispered, "Stop your boring revenge games, Dumbledore has stepped in, out of sight! Trust me, he'll make the Shafiks pay. "

"I want more," Felix said, with a strange light in his eyes. "Why should this rotten family continue to be an eyesore?"

"Felix Happ," Snape suppressed the horror in his heart, and saw the shadow of another person in the eyes of his young student, "I forbid you to do this."

Felix played with his wand and said nothing.

Dumbledore came over, and he said in a deep voice: "Minerva, take Shafik away, the others—" He raised his voice, "Lead the prefect, and return to the lounge."

...

On the memory corridor, Felix asked, "Do you have any insights, Nick? Think I'm going too far?"

Nick did not respond to the unpleasant subject and continued on. He saw Felix walk out of the school gate at the end of the fourth grade, knocking his attackers to the ground with all kinds of curses.

Even if one of the men's heads had doubled in size, it would be hard to sympathize—because he uttered the spell himself.

The memories of the entire fourth grade were pale and monotonous. Felix could be seen practicing spells in various unoccupied corners everywhere. Thousands of pictures together constituted all the memories of this year.

In a gloomy cave in the Forbidden Forest, a dazzling green light illuminates the narrow, damp space, revealing a taut face.

"The curse of life..."

"Yeah, it is said to be very useful, I spent a lot of thought to find it." Felix said in a relaxed tone.

Nick shook his head, disapproving of his words: "The Unforgivable Curse will corrode the soul. Even Aurors must receive regular psychological counseling, not to mention that you were a child at the time."

"The situation is special, I didn't think about it that much, and you missed it, a ghost friend of mine stopped me."

"That lady, I remember you called her Helena?"

"The other, the one covered in silver-white blood."

Nick Lemay insists: "Anyway, you shouldn't learn dark magic, especially at such a young age..."

"Oh, thanks for your concern."

The old man said with a stern face, "I can hear it, it's a lie."

...

Nick Lemay stood in front of a huge black cloud in a bad mood. The black cloud exudes a deep black mist, like a giant beast with fangs and claws. He seems to hear the giant beast roaring, but everything is his illusion. , this is the picture at the beginning of the fourth grade——

Dozens of owls hovered over the empty long dining table, only the young Felix sat with his back to them, and the owls dropped red letters, which twisted and opened their mouths, and said vicious words.

"Dirty Mudblood! Shame on Slytherin, don't let me see you, I'll crush your bones one by one..."

"Have you ever heard of the Unforgivable Curse? Gouging the Bone, Gouging the Bone!" A shrill laugh followed.

"...Curse your name, curse your blood!"

The voices of dozens of roaring letters echoed in the auditorium, intertwined, and it was hard to hear them, and only some bad words could be heard from the few words.

The little wizards huddled aside, the Slytherin students watched indifferently, and the other three academies were whispering and making noise.

"boom!"

All the letters were blown to ashes, Felix stood up blankly, and the crowd automatically split a path.

"Oh, my God!" Professor McGonagall hurried over and said in a panic. The Slytherin table was already in a mess. She yelled angrily: "Evil, vile, guy who only hides in the gutter! Totally condescending... shameless!"

"Are you all right, Hep?" she said cautiously, putting her hand on Felix's shoulder and bouncing off like an electric shock.

"I'm fine, Professor," said young Felix quietly. "Better than ever."

On the corridor, Nick Lemay frowned deeply, opened his mouth several times, and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. What followed was a long gray cloud, and the low dark clouds swirled and danced, as if they were entering. A deep sea, black reefs connected with whirlpools, rolled up large swaths of sea water and water mist.

Some words, like worms, kept getting into Nick Lemay's ears.

"You want to do it? I'm just teaching you how to be a human being. Scum is scum everywhere, and a mudblood is a mudblood. Did I say something wrong? Everyone, listen, what did I say wrong..."

"You're in good time. You want me to say, two years in the morning, you will be used as material for practicing magic. I know a big man who has this hobby."

"I have house-elf jars at home, just the right size."

Nick Lemay kept accelerating his pace, trying to cross this road, but the road seemed extraordinarily long. He turned his head, and Felix listened calmly, turning a blind eye to it all.

"Felix, don't you care?"

"I'm actually lucky," Felix laughed. "The same graders couldn't beat me, and the seniors were limited to the school rules and could only watch. After all, the punishment at that time was quite severe..."

"But if I can't help but take the initiative to attack the senior students, it's not within the scope of protection, and they must be allowed to protect themselves, right? So they have been chatting in my ear for a long time, very naive, only Talking, like a nagging, chewing fly - it doesn't really matter to me."

Nick LeMay did not speak, the black clouds on both sides were still tormenting his ears——

"You sent my brother into the hospital, my brother, I want to teach you a lesson...Unfortunately, Professor Snape warned me, it's a pity, who made me four years older than you, you wouldn't want to do it Hit me, little Mudblood? Do you know which family I belong to?"

"What's your name?" This is Felix who has just entered school, he said warily.

"Oh, I'm your prefect, Chesterton, Chesterton Avery, remember the last name, and I want you to call me Prefect Avery, and we'll be together for at least three years, if you If you don't drop out."

...

Nick Lemay strode forward, leaving all kinds of annoying voices behind, Felix followed unhurriedly, "Slow down, I suddenly found that it doesn't feel bad to find someone to share the past with... ...To be honest, I'm tired of making up lies, but it's hard to find the right person."

The old man ignored Felix's nagging, and finally, as he passed through the area, the golden sunlight appeared, and a great joy enveloped him.

Golden, fluffy clouds float like marshmallows, reflecting colorful light. Nick Lemay stared at the picture above:

A little boy with short black hair was sitting in the yard, quietly reading a book. There were more than a dozen boys and girls in the yard. They were laughing and playing. Four and a half children were sweating around a simple basketball hoop. .

"Hey, little Felix, play with us!"

The short-haired boy raised the book in his hand, "When I finish these two pages—" He suddenly raised his head and looked ahead with bright eyes, as if he was looking at Nick Lemay.

Felix chased after him slowly, "You're really not slow, eh? This is..." He looked at the boy on the screen, the boy's light blue eyes blinked, and a bright smile appeared at him. Reach out.

Felix blinked and stretched out his hand as well, as if their hands were clasped together.

"Flapping!"

An owl landed on the boy's hand with a letter in its mouth.

It was a brown, parchment letter with an address written in dark green ink on one side, and a wax seal and a coat of arms on the other side, with a capital "H" in the center and a circle around it. A lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake.

On the corridor--

"This is?"

"The day I got my acceptance letter from Hogwarts."

"Just here, Felix," Nick Lemay said softly, and the two returned to reality.

This chapter completes Felix's past experience, and I won't mention it again later, and there will be no extras. If you don't like it, please ignore it, because it is really important and a key turning point, and the subsequent plot should be more refreshing.