A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Felix opened his eyes, as if from a lifetime. He looked at the old man on the bed, took out a speculum from his pocket, and kept it handy.

The speculum began to swirl, and a crisp and pleasant music sounded.

"This is—a looking glass?" Nick asked softly. "Proof of what?"

The two had discussed this issue. He knew that Felix had found seven methods of making looking glasses from ancient books, and he had also changed them into magical creations. He also gave a lot of opinions.

"Just a prank, it senses a person's body temperature and rings when the hand is released."

The old man laughed: "If you don't say it, I might think about it for a long time." He listened quietly for a while, then stretched out his hand and groped for the looking glass, and the voice stopped.

"Albus... help me call Albus."

Felix waved his wand, and a silver light disappeared. Soon, Dumbledore appeared at the door. He hurried to the bedside, leaned slightly and looked at Nick Lemay. Seeing that he was intact, Dumbledore was obviously relaxed. Take a breath.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, you don't think I'm going to do anything, do you?" Felix said with a strange face. He was right next to him. The safety of Nick LeMay.

"You think too much, Felix." Dumbledore straightened up and smiled.

Nick Lemay clenched the speculum in one hand, his voice trembling: "A, Albus - please bear witness that everything I have belongs to - Felix Hepp."

Dumbledore said solemnly, "I will respect your wishes, Nick."

"Fei, Felix—" The old man's gaze turned to Felix, trying to open his eyes wide, looking at the blurred shadow through a layer of white veil.

"Here I am, Nick," Felix said.

A golden key floated and flew towards him. He spread out his palm and let the key fall on his hand. There was still the residual warmth of the old man's body on it.

"Hope - you don't blame me, juvenile setbacks - not necessarily - yes, bad, I believe, believe you - ahem!" Nick Lemay coughed violently, his eyes bulging, he continued panting : "I believe you will become -- a legend of the new era -- "

Dumbledore glanced at Felix in amazement. What happened in the previous half hour, how could his old friend suddenly recognize him? Legend... Dumbledore could clearly sense the anticipation contained in this assessment.

Felix did not avoid Dumbledore's inquiring gaze, he looked at Nick Lemay in a trance, the old man gasped lightly after speaking, and said his wife's name in his mouth: "Perenal... "

After a while, the speculum in his hand suddenly sounded, and the melodious music echoed in the hut.

The key in Felix's hand was shining brightly. At this moment, he became the owner of this safe house. At the same time, a series of hidden addresses flowed in his heart.

...

Half an hour later, Felix and Dumbledore stood in front of a tombstone. At the request of Nick Lemay, he and his wife Perenal were buried together. It was Nick and his wife's first home after graduating from Beauxbatons.

The two stood silently for a while, and Dumbledore cast a guardian spell to hide the clearing. Felix stretched out his finger and touched it lightly, and the air in front of him was rippling like water.

The two strolled along a path—

"Need a chat, Felix?" said Dumbledore gently.

"I'm not that vulnerable," Felix muttered dissatisfiedly. "You better take the time to find Voldemort's Horcrux."

Dumbledore smiled: "Ah, I have been stumped by some trivial matters recently. Tom's life is really rich, and he has come into contact with quite a few people, but—" He winked mischievously, "I still found a useful thread. clues."

"About the third Horcrux?"

"My guess is, maybe there's a fourth Horcrux secret. I made an appointment with a poor house-elf, but she's in a bad state, and I have to hurry..."

Felix nodded. After thinking for a moment, he couldn't help but ask: "How strong is Voldemort, can you not deal with him, just because the Horcrux cannot be killed?"

"There is this reason, but in addition to the Horcrux, he is also a master of black magic, not to mention the various experiments he did on himself in the years he disappeared." Dumbledore said calmly, "use him In his own words: He has advanced magic to an unprecedented degree."

"Sounds arrogant."

"Indeed, but I have to admit, there is some truth to what he said," said Dumbledore. "The above sentence can be changed to say that he has advanced some magic to an unprecedented degree. And others-"

"Very shallow?"

"Yes, with all due respect... pathetic ignorance."

Felix thought for a while and said tentatively, "Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw once said that she and the other three founders are already magical creatures."

"Is that so?" said Dumbledore, his tone showing no surprise.

"Felix, I can't give you much useful insights. When I was young, I did think that I was omnipotent for a short period of time...a magical creature? This statement is too modest, and I was Too arrogant."

"So—" Felix held his breath, "did you ever get into a wondrous state?"

Dumbledore smiled slightly, "I can demonstrate a little, of course, just a demonstration."

"how should I do?"

"Cant a spell at me, um, don't be too powerful, I need to remind you that standing in front of you is a centenarian."

Felix was a little excited. This was the first time he had the opportunity to experience the magical accomplishments of Dumbledore, the most powerful wizard. He took a few steps back, his body was straight, he thought for a while, and cautiously threw a third-level level. stun spell.

He looked at Dumbledore expectantly. How would Dumbledore demonstrate another realm of magic?

"Ding!"

The red light swiftly flew towards the opposite side like a shooting star, Dumbledore deftly stretched out his right hand, flicked his fingers, and flicked the spell away, like flicking a fly or something.

Then he nodded politely: "Thank you for being considerate to my old man. According to your standards, this should be a third-level spell? If it is stronger, I may be embarrassed."

Felix looked at Dumbledore in amazement. He could resist a few stun spells himself, but he was acutely aware of the difference: his method was actually that of the Ministry of Magic Aurors, targeting certain spells. resistance, and Dumbledore does something even more magical.

He had a feeling that standing in front of him was like a magical creature in Dumbledore's skin, such as a man-headed manticore, which, as far as he knew, had the skin of a magical animal Almost all known spells are excluded.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, you—"

"It's not as magical as you think, and I'm getting old and barely have some magic tricks left. I have no doubts—as Nick thinks, you'll go further than me in the future."

Felix knew that these words meant the end of the conversation. He could only remember the scene that just happened, and think about it when he had time.

"Are you going back to school, Headmaster Dumbledore?"

"I still need to deal with a few things."

The two parted on a hillside full of pale yellow wildflowers, and Felix walked towards the castle from the edge of the Forbidden Forest in the glow of the sunset. As he approached the gate of the castle, he heard the sound of rapid footsteps and followed the sound, but there was nothing in front of him.

"Oh, Professor, I've finally found you!" Hermione breathed out of the air, holding a mercury-like invisibility cloak in her hand.

Felix retracted his wand to his cuff. "What happened?"

"Sirius! You need to save Sirius, as well as Harry, Professor Lupin and Snape," Hermione said sharply with a horrified expression: "A lot of Dementors...they cover the sky!"

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