A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

In the quiet night, Felix walked briskly, followed by a string of crooked wizards, their jaws dangling, as if stepping on some odd rhythm.

The group turned into an alley, the shops on both sides were closed, only the dirty windows of the Hog's Head Bar were still dimly lit, the door opened, and Aberforth with a bunch of gray hair and a beard came out. Taking out the trash, I can't help but open my mouth in surprise while watching this scene.

"Good evening." Felix greeted calmly and continued to walk forward without stopping to chat.

Aberforth stared, watching the wizards passing by with their bodies stiff and their heads hanging to their chests, and he shouted angrily at Felix's back: "So - the incarnation of death is working again? Look! The harvest is not small." He muttered with empathy: "Which guest is unlucky this time, Padieff? Three brooms?"

His words brought back memories of Felix.

When the old magic wand was spreading, Felix appeared at night like today, picking out pests one by one like checking the old farmers in their fields. In addition to attracting customers by price advantage, the pig's head bar has a unique The pub culture that allows guests to hide their heads and tails is also popular with sneaky wizards, so the pig's head bar has become the hardest hit area for Felix's hunting.

Felix turned his head, showed Aberforth a bright smile, and continued walking away.

Aberforth frowned and cursed twice in a low voice. He didn't take out the rubbish. He turned back to the house, and slammed the door shut. "What's the matter?" asked one of the guests drunkenly. "I think I heard someone talking about death."

"Shut up!" Aberforth shouted, his hair standing on end. "If you can't pay for the wine again, I'll tie you to the sign at the door, you despicable thief."

The messy ginger-haired wizard raised his head from the glass, opened his bloodshot eyes, and said in confusion, "Aberforth?" He burped, "We're partners... Is it money? I have..."

He dug out a few gold Galleons from his dirty pockets and threw them on the table.

"Where did you get the money?" Aberforth was astonished.

"Well...I recently got close to a big guy, and another...that's the Minister of Magic, the Minister of Magic—you understand?" Hiss~ha~" inhalation, "Wow! Dude, this wine is really strong."

If Felix could just come in and sit for a while, he would have recognized this sloppy man at a glance - he was a friend (and colleague) of all thieves and smugglers in the UK, and Mundungus, a member of the Order of the Phoenix.

Felix had introduced him to Amelia Burns along with Rita Skeeter, so it's not hard to guess who Mundungus is talking about.

Felix stood in the thick darkness, looking calmly at a dozen wizards descending from the sky.

These wizards were Aurors, and their wands glowed, illuminating their wary faces. A woman strode out of the crowd and came to Felix.

It's Amelia Burns.

Felix handed the men over to the Auror, stepped aside with Ms. Burns, and spoke in a low voice.

"It is recommended that you be held in solitary confinement, at least shut-" Felix calculated, "four months."

Ms. Burns raised her eyebrows.

"Are you interfering with justice?"

"Oh, come on, I'm your advisor. You'll know the seriousness of the matter after you have interrogated the leader. He's really a smart guy. I saw the plan, and it's really possible for him to succeed despite the opaque information. ." Felix briefly explained the details of these people, and Burns was dumbfounded.

In a nutshell, it is this Mr. DeWitt, who goes by the pseudonym "Noel", who is going to move around, gain the trust of Grindelwald, use rhetoric to deceive the right to do things for Grindelwald, and then use a series of meticulous plans and methods to accept the old man's political legacy.

The key steps in the plan happened to be the recent riots in the United States and the fact that Grindelwald was teaching on the Hogwarts campus, and DeWitt did not intend to keep it as secret as he said, but recruited Grindelwald as a banner, while using the The spies lurking in the International Federation of Wizards created conflicts, and when the time was right, they exploded in one fell swoop.

By the time--

The old man Grindelwald was naturally described as a careerist who was trying to make a comeback, and was locked back for the first time. DeWitt could justifiably become the No. 2 saint (self-proclaimed) under the banner of Grindelwald's successor.

Not to mention, this incident will inevitably be accompanied by Dumbledore's reputation plummeting, and Felix himself will be dragged into the water.

"It's a good plan, but it's a pity that I didn't practice Occlumency." Felix sighed: "And I don't know enough about me. I'm not like Dumbledore."

Ms. Burns rolled her eyes resentfully. "You're surprisingly candid. But what you're saying is true?" she demanded.

"You also think it's incredible, don't you? But there is never a shortage of careerists in this world, and there is no shortage of careerists with a strong gambling habit," Felix said. "So when I confirmed that he was the enemy, I was ruthless in my heart. Relieved, because frankly, if those doubts and malice turned out to be just personal grudges—you know, corporate competition or something," he shrugs, "I'd be troubled too, of course, now that they It's your trouble."

Ms. Burns gave him a roll.

She stroked her hair, and after a while said: "Just now, I plan to meet with the new chairman of the Federation, Babajid. That spy is called Wollaston, an assistant under the Federation, right? Wait for me to settle down. Okay, these people, leave immediately."

She walked over and instructed the Aurors who were more than a dozen steps away to imprison them one by one with magic. Among the three Aurors in charge of vigilance, a female Auror with pink hair was particularly conspicuous in the dark night.

Felix paced over.

"Tonks."

Tonks looked around vigilantly, and after a few seconds whispered, "What's wrong?" "How are you and Remus?" Felix whispered. Tonks' shoulders slumped and she looked uninterested, and she said feebly, "Oh, that's it."

"Recent Lupin's birthday—"

Tonks turned his head sharply and looked Felix up and down, and this time it was Felix's turn to feel strange.

"Do you have time that day?" she asked impatiently.

"Uh--"

"We want to invite you to Remus' birthday dinner, what do you think?" she asked expectantly.

"Yes, yes, but—"

"That's it!" she said decisively, and then said with a "please" look: "Um—is it okay?"

Felix cleared his throat and whispered, "It seems that something happened that I don't know about."

Tonks sighed sadly.

"I'll tell you briefly, we're going to my parents' birthday."

Felix blinked, and immediately had the idea of ​​retreating, "Well, I thought about it carefully, maybe something happened that day, it happened to be Monday... or another day—"

He was startled.

Tonks made his face extremely haggard, his hair was gray, and there were several wrinkles on his forehead. This is the talent of Disguise Magus, and he was born to change his appearance.

"I'm worried to death. You won't have the heart to watch Remus alone being questioned. If you were there, someone would help you in a quarrel or something..." She glanced at the wizard who was tied up , "You can easily subdue more than a dozen dark wizards, needless to say there are only three."

Felix glared at Tonks, thinking about how pessimistic she was about the family dinner in the near future, to be able to have such a terrible thought.

Finally, when everything was ready, Ms. Burns took out two door keys, and a group of Aurors split into two groups, each in a circle posing slightly comical, one hand dragging the unconscious prisoner, the other Touching the door key with one hand, the group disappeared into the darkness after the dazzling blue light.

"Don't forget—" Tonks' screams came to an abrupt end.

Felix stayed where he was, pondering his role in the upcoming awkward dinner party, and he would rather deal with a dozen or so dark wizards than be the comedian who would liven up the atmosphere or bring down the Tonks family. of terrorists.

He quickly got an idea.

"Sirius? Lately—don't hang up in a hurry, I have business with you... yes, it's about your best friend, um, Tonks wants to be more lively..."

When Felix put away the sound transmission mirror, his footsteps became brisk, and he was even in the mood to think about what tone he should use tomorrow morning to inadvertently reveal what happened tonight, the dark wizard Grindelwald in the eyes of some people Having become something to be exploited and fooled, he couldn't wait to see Grindelwald's reaction.

"I'm just curious," Grindelwald said slowly at the table the next day when Professor Sprout at the next table had left, "why did he find you."

"Did you think of any sharp counter-attack angles?" Felix asked.

Dumbledore had just finished listening to Felix's words with a serious face, and now his expression returned to normal, and he spread cream and jam on his slices of bread as if nothing happened.

"I've disappeared for half a century, and it's normal for some young people to look down on me," said Grindelwald slowly, "but—Felix Hepp, this name has become famous in recent years, what is it? Make people think that you are the breakthrough of the conspiracy?"

What he meant inside and outside of his words was that Felix should reflect on himself and what impression he had left on the public.

"About this," Dumbledore said with a sudden smile: "The most impressive thing about Felix has always been his academic status. Even if he made a few shots in public, it was to promote his knowledge. Not openly involved in any political activity. Maybe—in Mr. DeWitt's view, the fact that a young man of only twenty-five years old can achieve such a great achievement just shows that he has put all his time and energy into it. In the study of magic."

Grindelwald said with a smile: "So the person sitting next to me is still a very pure-minded person."

Felix was thoughtful.

"It does sound much better than the titles of dark wizards and black devils. I said that more and more people who wrote to me after school started using honorifics, especially during the festival this month, greetings Cards and chocolates can fill a bedroom. Albus, you must have had the same experience, right?"

Grindelwald's expression froze, he paused, looked at Felix, then looked at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore's wrinkled face flushed slightly, and he coughed uncomfortably, "Felix, Minerva asked me to tell you that three students have already felt the throbbing of Animagus. In the short term, this number is difficult to change.”

"Okay, I see." Felix thought about it and said, "Then tonight, I actually think that in a week or two, there may be new students succeeding."

"Why do you say that?" Dumbledore asked curiously.

You know, it is not easy to feel the throbbing of Animagus. It is normal for many people to delay it for months or years. During this time, the wizard who is tested must be tested every morning and evening. Recite the spell once each, and the thunder won't move. This process is actually a test of perseverance and character, and it is much more difficult than putting a mandrake blade in your mouth.

"Because of the existence of the Patronus spell." Felix said: "At present, the three people-Hermione Granger, Hannah Abbott, Draco Malfoy, they have one thing in common is that they have mastered the guardianship. God's spell."

"The first two are members of the 'Front Watch Station' themselves. Harry spent a lot of time in the club teaching this magic. As for Draco, although he is not a member of the club, he also secretly mastered this magic. It may be Want to compete with Harry..."

Felix felt that the child was a little stupid, because even if he learned it, he couldn't use it. At that time, his father Lucius was still working under Voldemort, but... stupid people are stupid.

"Anyway, the trend is quite obvious. The two seventh-grade students in the Transfiguration Club have not received any feedback so far, which is a testament to this. When Minerva and I were discussing this matter, we thought that the Patronus Charm The spiritual power of the wizard can be tapped, and this just meets the training requirements of the second stage of Animagus."

Dumbledore thought for a while and nodded.

"This conjecture is very reasonable, some magic will have an effect on other magic, it may be a positive effect, or it may be a reverse effect," his pupils slightly enlarged, and he said with a smile: "This is also a huge research topic. what."

He gave Felix a thoughtful look.

"Perhaps only by relying on such a large group of students as Hogwarts can the continuous progress of magic be promoted. No wonder those people in the Ministry of Magic have been researching for decades without results..."

At nine o'clock in the evening, the wind was blowing, and the rain poured.