A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

More and more people came, not only the relatives of the Black family, but also some officials from the Ministry of Magic, and some friends of Felix, he even saw the figure of the woman Rita Skeeter, she Standing quietly on the sidelines, she has been listed as the most unpopular reporter since her Animagus was exposed.

Sirius didn't know much about this woman and probably didn't know the information, but Harry was reminding him in a low voice.

The funeral ceremony officially began.

The green grass was green, and the coffin of Regulus was surrounded by flowers. He lay quietly inside, his angular face was full of calm, as if he was asleep. He wore an emerald-green robe embroidered with the Black family crest, and in the corner of the coffin was engraved the Black family motto in French: Always Pure.

Sirius looked at the solemn faces in the audience, knowing that there was a tough battle to be fought today, but the protagonist might not be him. He took a deep breath and said the eulogy calmly.

"Thank you for coming. Among you, there are old friends and in-laws of the Black family, as well as my friends, teachers, and famous wizards in various industries."

"I have heard that a person's lifespan is not only in the days he is alive, but also in the time he remains in people's memory after he dies. But I think over and over again, and perhaps add that he is in people's memory. His image is also very important, from a polite aristocratic son, to the followers of the devil who started the war... It would be extremely unfair to just freeze here. I am honored that today, in my At the funeral of his younger brother, Regulus Arcturus Black, he personally announced his achievements. He dedicated his life to the great cause of fighting the Dark Lord. On the long and lonely road, he Demonstrated courage and perseverance far beyond ordinary people."

He ignored the commotion under the stage and read it in one breath——

"His exploits were witnessed by Albus Dumbledore and Felix Hepp, who would speak after me... Regulus was a great Seeker at school His own academy brings honor, he treats people with sincerity, integrity, enthusiasm, courtesy..."

When Sirius finished his eulogy and walked off the stage, Harry comforted him softly, shaking his head and looking at Dumbledore.

The guests’ comments came one after another, and Sirius’ words shocked them. Some people sneered: “Is this trying to reverse the case for my brother?” And more people stared at Dumbledore, if Sirius was talking to himself , then Dumbledore's next speech is very weighty.

Dumbledore nodded slightly, stepped forward, and expressed his opinion: "Regulus Arcturus Black, shows us the process of a young man's growth. During his childhood, he was influenced by The influence of the family and parents is the deepest, and it is with this imprint that I enter the school and make friends..."

"He was exposed to more new perspectives, learned to think, maybe immature, maybe still naive, but let's not ignore his growth in the process and the potential he showed. When he walked out of school, he used his own His eyes saw the reality of the world, and reality and ideals collided violently in his mind. At this time, we saw how a noble soul thinks: do the right thing, and don't care about himself. Deep-rooted ideas fight, fight alone, and win.”

"He recognized Voldemort's face and gave him a head-on blow. He died in obscurity, but we will not forget this young and hot soul of only 18 years old."

"War is never far from us, and maybe one day it will break out in unexpected ways, and as long as we breathe, we will not stop fighting, when we hold the wand, those who sacrificed their lives for love and for the common good The forerunners of our company will bring us innumerable spiritual wealth."

Dumbledore's words made even more waves, and Rita Skeeter hid herself in a corner, took a quill and parchment out of her pocket, and was so excited that a thin circle of sweat formed her nose, and the quill flew quickly. .

Felix paced over: "Rita, heroes cannot be slandered."

The woman, Rita Skeeter, froze for a moment, then smiled: "Of course, Mr. Hepp intends to reveal more?" She quietly crumpled the parchment.

"You are good at making up stories. As long as you don't slander Regulus, I have no other opinion."

Rita Skeeter put one end of the quill into her mouth and sucked continuously. In just a few seconds, she thought of something, her eyes lit up: "I'm going to write a food from Regulus' point of view. The black devil in the eyes of the dead, from worship to disillusionment, what do you think?"

Felix gave her a surprised look: "Aren't you afraid of being revenge?"

"Sir, the true zealots of the Dark Lord are in Azkaban, and there's just a bunch of cowards out there." Rita Skeeter said contemptuously, "A bunch of scumbags, you can't find a better word to describe them. already."

"I'm looking forward to reading your masterpiece," Felix said.

On the other hand, some people have begun to question Dumbledore—

"Dumbledore, are you telling the truth?" Barty Crouch frowned. Regulus's joining the Death Eaters was once accepted because his parents didn't shy away from it. However, the Ministry of Magic did not put Regulus on trial after the war, because he had disappeared long before that, and even the captured Death Eaters didn't know what happened, maybe they died in some mischief , perhaps angered by the Dark Lord being killed.

"On my honour," said Dumbledore, smiling.

"Do you have any evidence?" said Barty Crouch. "The Ministry of Magic will not admit--"

Sirius said coldly: "My brother did not fight Voldemort for your recognition."

Barty Crouch's face twitched fiercely. It was he who approved Sirius' life imprisonment ban without trial that year, and after thirteen years, he was proved innocent.

Tonks came over and whispered to Lupin, who was beside him: "There have been many rumors in the Ministry recently, and the old things are revisited. It is said that Mr. Crouch can achieve today's status because of a vicious heart, except for illegal trials. Sirius, he still imprisoned his son in Azkaban without proof, and all this is for the seat of Minister of Magic."

"Wizengamore has considered withdrawing his membership."

Lupin moved to the side reluctantly, he was not very used to this kind of intimate conversation.

Soon, Felix stood in front of the crowd. He glanced around for a week. When the discussion was quiet, he said, "I agree with what Sirius and Headmaster Dumbledore said before, no need to repeat. I just heard a sentence today, Let me share it with you all..."

"Someone told me that people have to learn to look forward, and don't have to dwell on the past. The world must move forward after all." He said softly: "It makes perfect sense..."

"We always do things based on our own judgments about the future, thinking that only we can see clearly and see far. But the question is, we all look forward, so who will see the future become reality?"

His eyes swept over to Lucius Malfoy, who stood blankly holding his wife and son, still pondering what Felix had just said to him.

"I have not experienced war, but I am deeply affected by war. In my opinion, every war is the collision of different wills, sincere, warm, selfless, cruel, despicable, greedy... "

Felix spoke softly, on the contrary, his eyes gouged out a handful of people like knives.

"From past experience, when faced with a choice, some people are careful and mercenary; some are flattering and become high-ranking; some are wise to protect themselves, and some are hiding..."

"But fortunately, there are still a group of people who chose to stand up and protect everything they cherish when the crisis came."

All eyes were fixed on his eyes, wanting to see the deepest thoughts in his heart, and Felix just said casually: "I'm curious, my friends, when the choice comes again, what do you do? Are you ready? Which side will you choose?"

"Felix Hepp! What are you advocating!"

A fat wizard roared, his voice deformed with fear: "You want to give orders, order us! And that crazy old man, full of lies, I shouldn't be in this damn—"

His words stopped abruptly, the fat all over his body trembled, and he made a "ho-ho" sound, and then fell down with convulsions. In just a few seconds, he was pulled into the thinking room by Felix seven times. Burning the superficial consciousness with fiery flames, although it is only a projection of real consciousness, these painful feelings are real. He will lie down for at least two weeks.

"...I saw the future I identified and decided to devote myself to it, no matter what obstacles I faced, I was ready." Felix ended his speech.