A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Felix nodded slightly, he knew it, Dumbledore made a lot of friends and had friends all over the world. If you add the number of admirers, ten Lockharts are no match.

Sometimes he couldn't help but wonder if Dumbledore seemed so busy because he was hiding in his office and writing to pen pals all over the world...

Cough cough! Don't think so, the principal should be doing business, such as analyzing Tom Riddle's childhood life, he can also write an article "The Influence of Childhood Growth Environment on the Key Choices of Wizards' Life After Growing Up: A Brief Analysis of One, Two, Three Points" class papers.

Felix took out the stone basin from the ring, and the two entered the inner space, which was a vast white world, surrounded by fog.

Dumbledore looked around with interest, and he sighed: "Only you have this ability in this world. Judging from the magical traces left, it is very subtle, yes...subtle."

Felix asked: "Can't others do it?" He didn't feel it himself, he thought about it, and made it, and he thought it was a defective product at the time, not as good as the original Pensieve, so he never made it. care.

It was only later that its use was gradually developed.

Dumbledore said: "Let me talk about what I can see, ancient runes, alchemy, firmness spells, unmarked stretch spells, transfiguration, memory magic... very special, I seem to see a solid magic node …”

He stretched out his hand, his slender fingers tapped in the air, and the surrounding clouds immediately surged up.

"What is this?" he asked curiously.

"The memory node is also the magic node here." Felix said briefly.

Dumbledore nodded slightly, "It seems that you have made improvements. The function of the Pensieve is farther and farther away, but it is closer to the Room of Requirement."

His gaze swept his surroundings sharply, causing Felix to feel a little tingling, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on his skin.

The principal's eyes are very sharp.

Although the Thinking Stone Basin is similar in appearance to the Pensieve, its principle is closer to the House of Requirement-casting a traceless stretching spell to stretch the space to the size of five or six basketball courts, filled with all kinds of blank memory fragments , and sealed with the help of rune without leaking. He also used memory nodes to build a more stable structure.

The advantage of this is that real people and false illusions can interact, and as the owner of the stone basin, Felix can use the ubiquitous memory energy to show his ability in the thinking cabin.

Felix took a few steps, the clouds rolled over, and a road opened up. An ancient pyramid appeared in front of the two of them. He smiled and issued an invitation, "Principal, this is based on my real experience in summer vacation, uh, real experience. The level of ... do you want to try it?"

Dumbledore looked away from the memory node and looked carefully at the pyramid in the clouds. He knew that all of this was false. It might just be the embodiment of a memory, but it looked quite real.

Did Felix really grasp the principle of the House of Requirement? He became interested and walked towards the open golden gate. He could see that the inside of the pyramid was pitch black, and a beam of light was projected from nowhere. The place is getting darker.

The two walked into the pyramid, and the next second, Felix's figure suddenly disappeared, and the door slammed shut.

Dumbledore looked at the spooky pharaoh's tomb with a tragic soundtrack, and murmured, "I'm just an old man..." He pulled out his wand, and his arm slammed down, "Om~" The magic wave made the whole The pyramids shook in unison.

If it had legs, it would have run away on its own.

Felix's sigh echoed all around: "Principal, this is just a toy I made for the members of the Rune Club. I just thought that it could be used to train warriors. It can't stand a spell of your full strength..."

Dumbledore's eyes seemed to see the very top of the pyramid, where Felix was sitting lazily, waiting for him.

Dumbledore smiled slightly, put away his wand, and walked up the stairs along the only road. All kinds of strange creatures appeared in front of him, but they were blocked by the vines, chains and tough barriers that suddenly appeared. After a few minutes, he pushed Opening a door, Felix sat outside the door, looking out at the sea of ​​clouds.

"Albus, what do you think?"

Dumbledore said jokingly: "I'm going to praise your imagination, Felix. There are still traces of spiders and pythons. What's up with those rattling, deforming cars, is it Arthur's? Your inspiration for the car? But as far as I know, it's been fine in the Forbidden Forest and hasn't developed any weird abilities.

And monsters with insect exoskeletons and mouth-spitting acid..."

Felix said casually, "Some are made up, some are seen in movies, and borrowed." His legs were hanging out, shaking constantly.

"It's amazing, but unfortunately I haven't studied it in depth." Dumbledore said, he thought about it carefully, and commented: "Our ideas are actually similar, your... odd creatures are used to exercise students' resilience. The ability is not bad, but you can see that you don't put much thought into it and have less connection with reality."

Felix also admitted this, "The more you know, the more real the memory will be. This is the disadvantage of constructing virtual memory, and I can't do anything about it. Instead of making a four-dimensional difference and making students misunderstand, it is better to deliberately fake it. Yes, at a glance."

If he intends to construct a sphinx, he must have a very good understanding of the habits of this magical animal, otherwise he will take it for granted, and the students will believe it, in case he encounters a real sphinx in the wild , may make a fatal mistake.

Dumbledore nodded slightly, agreeing with him. Every time you communicate magic with Felix, there will be a new harvest. He thought down this line of thought, and quickly came up with a perfect method. He thought of a person, if it were him, he would definitely be able to reproduce the magical creatures vividly——

Newt Scamander, the world's most outstanding expert on the protection of magical creatures.

The only doubt is whether this is necessary, Dumbledore secretly took this idea and decided to observe it again.

"I also found a problem. It may not be a problem, but it is worth noting." Dumbledore said, "The protection methods in this place are a bit single. As long as you have a certain understanding of memory magic, you can borrow the power here."

He waved his hand, and the pyramid under the two of them collapsed in an instant. They stood abruptly in a square. Felix had just seen the stained glass on a dilapidated chapel. The next second, the scene became In the empty highlands, with another flower in front of them, they stood in front of the windowsill of Hogwarts Castle.

Dumbledore said softly: "When it comes to memory magic, I'm actually not as good as you, but I can still visualize these scenes. Also, I just infiltrated my own will and let the surrounding environment mistake me for me. 'Successful casting' and they became what I wanted..."

Felix shrugged: "You're right, there are quite a few loopholes. I was just too lazy to change it before, after all," he smiled dangerously and twisted his fingers, "if any student in the club dares to take chances, I will Let him experience a twenty-minute free fall..."

Dumbledore was dumbfounded.

...

When they came out of the stone basin, Dumbledore had to prepare for a period of time to extract the memories of his youth. Fortunately, every headmaster had to leave his own portrait, and he was not unfamiliar with this process.

Felix returned to the office. In the sound of dense raindrops, he suddenly thought of something. He pulled out his wand, the tip of the wand exploded with silver light, and the Patronus of Swift took shape in mid-air. Afterwards, he pressed his wand against his forehead, drew out a silver line, sketched it in the air, and a silver-white cloak slowly appeared.

The Swift Patronus uttered a cry and plunged into the cloak. After the dazzling light disappeared, a ghost appeared with its face hidden under the cloak.

"I'll call you... um, forget it first, see if you can fool the ghost in the castle."

Felix looked at the 'ghost' in front of him. It was a bit like a dementor who received a bonus in appearance. He suddenly remembered that he still had more than a dozen in his ring. The schedule was too full recently, and the originally scheduled research work had to be repeated again and again. put off.

The silver-white 'ghost' was about three feet off the ground, and turned to leave. "You can find Peeves. There is a reason why he is afraid of Barrow," Felix reminded.

"Whoosh!"

The 'ghost' disappeared at once, Felix stretched out his hand to rest his forehead, "The speed hasn't changed at all, and anyone can see the problem."

He took over the Patronus and wandered the castle from its perspective...

Meanwhile, on the Hogwarts Express—

In the car, a golden shadow was running around in the car without end. When it approached, Harry reached out and grabbed the Snitch, "Good ball!" The passing twins stood up at him. thumbs up.

Harry grinned, expecting Qiu Zhang to pass by the hallway and inadvertently see him grabbing the Snitch. She was a Ravenclaw Seeker and should have known how difficult it was.

He saw Qiu Zhang in the corridor just now, and he couldn't help but want to do something, and then he thought of the advice Sirius gave him, and he took it out of the gift box.

He's very skilled now, and whenever he's bored at the Dursleys, he'll release the Golden Snitch to practice for a while.

There was a commotion from the door, and a familiar dragging voice floated in from the little finger-sized gap in the door.

"...you know, my father really thought about sending me to Durmstrang instead of Hogwarts. He knew the headmaster of that school. But my mother didn't want me to go that far... …Durmstrong’s students are really learning about black magic, I mean, there’s a place for some magic…”

Hermione stood up and tiptoed over to the compartment door, closing it tightly so Malfoy's voice wouldn't come in.

"Forget the Snitch, you look so stupid, Harry," she said impatiently.

Harry embarrassedly prepared to put the Snitch away, and Ron took it. "Lend me a minute." Harry shrugged at Hermione, "Ron!" Hermione yelled, and Ron shook his hand and slapped Harry in the face.

"Oh, sorry, Harry—"

There was a flurry of chickens and dogs in the carriage, Ron's new owl was jumping around in the cage, Hermione's pet cat wailed "wheezing and whimpering", and when everything subsided, Harry's face left a red slap print, There are two scratch marks from cat paws.

He immediately changed his mood. Before, he regretted not being able to meet Qiu Zhang, but now he sincerely hopes not to meet her.

Harry begged Ron and Hermione to go out and buy them even as the carts with snacks passed by them.

After a while, Ron came back with a bunch of snacks, put them on the small table, and said to Harry with a very weird expression, "You're right."

"What?" Harry tore open a bag of chocolate frogs and bit off the frog's head.

"We met Qiu Zhang and came to buy snacks with her friends. Fortunately, you didn't go..."

Harry choked suddenly, he coughed violently, his face flushed, "What nonsense are you-"

"Okay," Ron took his shoulders and said with a smile, "I saw it last semester, you have an idea for her, it's pretty obvious - if you don't believe me, ask Hermione."

Harry's mind was suddenly pierced, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

Hermione raised her eyebrows, "I thought you were laughing all the way because you saw Malfoy practicing lighting in the car. This is illegal, I must tell—"

"—Professor Hepp," Ron replied, shaking his head, "This is a train, nobody cares. Why don't you talk about Durmstrang, what is that?"

...

It was getting dark. In fact, the sky has never been bright, and thick rain clouds have covered everything. After an unknown time, the Hogwarts Express finally slowed down and stopped at the dark Hogsmeade station.

The door opened, and there was a rumbling of thunder in the air.

The three of them shivered, watching the heavy rain outside and the howling wind. "We're not going to drown in the road, are we?" Harry said.

"Think about Hagrid," Ron replied without hesitation. "He's also taking the first-year students across the river by boat. In this weather, it's really exciting."

Friendship book link~

"Days of Drawing Cards at Hogwarts", after reading a few chapters, I feel pretty good. If you are interested, you can go and watch it.

The introduction is as follows:

"One more round of ten rounds! This time I must draw Professor McGonagall's Animagus!"

Draw a card!

Cash out!

Who is it?

"I am the great astrologer - Trelawney!"

【Divination +1】

Excited tears welled up from the corners of Tom's eyes.

Facing the magnificent magical world, Tom deeply felt that the power of Muggles was limited, so he decided to shout out that sentence:

I'm not a muggle anymore!