A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

"How is Harry? Not much about him in the papers..."

"He's fine, he's probably sleeping with the dragon egg in his arms."

At this moment, they were sitting in Lupin's office, and Felix was drinking tea while looking at the furnishings in the room, "Tsk! Your choice of color is a bit old-fashioned, and you're not yet forty years old."

Lupin shrugged. "That's not young."

"You still have a lot of time to splurge," Felix said, and the two of them had tea for a while before getting down to business.

"How about the sales of magic cards?"

"It's not bad. If it weren't for those few engraving machines, the supply might be in short supply. There are also merchants abroad who have actively sought cooperation. These are all ways to accumulate when selling magic lamps."

Felix nodded in satisfaction.

"I think Ludo Bagman's proposal is good. The projection screen can be applied to the second and third projects. It may require you to run a lot. Of course, the most important thing is that we can store the game process and make Become a video... can't just rely on a weird sister group to promote the magic gramophone?"

For wizards, the difference between storing sound and storing images is not much different. Similarly, it is not a dream to compare a flat screen with a stereoscopic projection.

Lupin lowered his head to think, and after a while, his head turned slightly towards Felix.

"It's not that I disagree, it's just that there are still a few difficult issues, unless you're willing to help - the next project is in February?"

"February twenty-fourth."

"That should be too late," Lupin said, thinking, he looked at Felix: "People in the company admire you, even the new ones have your legend... You know, during the summer vacation you Although it didn't take long, it solved most of the problems, and when you let go, our research progress has slowed down."

"Okay, I'll stay at the company for two days this weekend," Felix said helplessly.

...

With his participation, the research progress has accelerated at a speed visible to the naked eye. Many times it is the researcher who asks the question. He quickly simulates it in the thinking cabin, and can give a theoretically supported solution in a few minutes.

The whole company, from newcomers to old people, was instructed to turn around by him, but everyone's expressions were very excited.

"Is this the level of our boss?" whispered an Irish red-necked wizard who had recently been recruited into the company, mastered a superb cutting spell, and was very good at synchronizing shapeshifting.

"You haven't seen him at the Quidditch World Cup!" said a young researcher.

"I was abroad before..." the red-neck wizard muttered. Even though he said so, when he looked at his boss, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of admiration in his heart. He knew too much.

Felix is ​​assigning tasks in an orderly manner: "This time we will try two new schemes - the first group, using long-distance transmission spells, and the second group, using synchronization magic with Transfiguration, um, this is more complicated, I personally Come……"

Ten minutes later, a thick golden mist like liquid gold flowed quietly towards the surroundings. Above the mist, light was constantly refracted, forming blurred images one by one.

"There's a problem... we should tie up the mist, how about trying a placement spell? Or a smoke-locking spell? Rune circuit?"

Felix kept thinking about it, while Cremy quickly recorded his words and the effects of the experiment. After one afternoon, the troubles that hindered them had been resolved.

In the evening, the people in the company said goodbye to him one by one, and their faces were full of heartfelt approval.

"Look, you are the boss of this company." Lupin said with a smile.

Felix pressed his forehead, and using high-intensity thinking acceleration was not an easy task for him. Especially since he persisted for so long, he didn't want to think about anything at the moment, laying lazily on the sofa in Lupin's office.

"Don't think I don't know what you think," Felix said with half-closed eyes, "I just don't want the company to rely on me all the time. It's okay to say now that I can solve any problems encountered, but in the future— —”

He stopped suddenly.

"What happened next?" Lupin looked at Felix strangely.

But to his helplessness, Felix started humming again, holding a cup of tea and drinking slowly, "In the future, of course, I will wait to collect the money, I don't want to work hard."

"I don't remember what you said before," Lupin said, "including the 'future world' of the same name you registered with the Muggle government, I always feel..." He looked at Felix carefully, considering the words, He said softly: "You seem to expect some kind of change in the future, such as the complete invalidation of the secrecy law?"

"Felix, are you preparing for this?"

Lupin himself was taken aback when he said this. His mind was more than a beat slower than usual, and he, who has always been smart, had to ponder several times in his mind before he came to a terrible conclusion. He lost his voice:

"You want to learn from Grindelwald and forcibly repeal the secrecy law?"

"How is that possible." Felix laughed and opened his eyes, "I can't think of the future so far, and I don't want to be Don Quixote, rushing to the windmill alone..."

"Huh?" He rubbed his chin and thought: "Think about it, I actually have the ability to cut through windmills."

Seeing the increasingly serious expression on Lupin's face, he mumbled, "How can you be like Percy without a sense of humor..."

Lupin smiled weakly: "This kind of big thing can't be a joke, especially if it's you who said it, I can't take it as a joke. So, what do you think? You dumped the company on me. , I will definitely manage it according to your ideas."

"My idea is simple."

Felix raised his finger: "First, let the wizards gradually realize the development of ordinary people. As forerunners, we shoulder the responsibility of gathering the wisdom of the two and show it to one of them. Obviously, we have no other choice for the time being. Only wizards..."

- But the future is not easy to say.

"Second, to prevent the return of Voldemort."

- In other words, gather the crowd.

"Voldemort?" Lupin looked at him in astonishment, with a look of disbelief on his face, and then an obvious thought, and a worried look on his face.

"Has anyone told you about this?" Felix asked curiously.

"It's Sirius," Lupin frowned, took a bottle of eggnog from the cupboard behind the chair, and poured himself a glass. "Need it?"

Felix shook his head slightly.

Lupin took a big sip and said, "He didn't tell me in detail, it seems that there was a big secret involved, and Headmaster Dumbledore prevented him from revealing it to others... But he told me not to leave training, more than ten years ago. The war is far from over—"

"All hatred will come to an end in the future." He clutched his knee with one hand.

Felix looked at Lupin, he knew that Lupin had an enemy, and he had been on the loose.

He said softly: "You guessed it, Sirius is right. No one knows what the future will be like, Hogwarts' Defence Against the Dark Arts has been more hip over the past few decades, plus the battle The people in the post-Ministry of Magic have no sense of crisis, except for the Aurors, everyone else is reluctant to cast a complete Iron Armor Charm."

"That is, in recent years, dueling clubs have become the norm, and this year it has become an elective course. It partially replaces the function of Defence Against the Dark Arts, and graduates have basic protection capabilities. But if they neglect training, they will not be able to take it. In a few years, you will forget the little knowledge you have learned... Have you ever thought about what you can expect from them when the war really comes?"

Lupin was also aware of this problem. Why did Voldemort become everyone's nightmare ten years ago? First of all, his own strength is very strong, even Dumbledore can't trap him; secondly, the Death Eaters under his hands are not weak, and he has also attracted a group of dark creatures, causing a large number of blood cases.

He couldn't imagine what it would be like to have another war, because the interval between wars was too short! If Voldemort made a comeback, those who had been through the war would simply surrender faster, in order to take less damage. Anyway, as long as they are not of Muggle blood, they will basically not be slaughtered. Of course, not many people will sincerely support the rule of the black devil.

In fact, at the end of the last war, there was already this trend.

As the only person to be feared by the Dark Lord, Dumbledore was always behind closed doors at school. Many people have a lot of criticism about this, but a few people think that Dumbledore has actually fought Voldemort and won, which is why the Dark Lord had nothing to do with the Hogwarts student Qiu during the war. The reason for the crime - with the character of the black devil, it is not so easy to let go of the little Muggle wizards in the school.

But it was clear that Dumbledore couldn't help Voldemort, at least not by imprisoning him the way he imprisoned the first Dark Lord. There are rumors that the mysterious man is good at a kind of escape magic, and has practiced it to the level of perfection, and there are rumors that the mysterious man uses the most evil black magic to transform himself beyond recognition, so that no matter how many injuries he is injured, he can quickly Recover, become alive again...

Lupin's heart was a mess, and at this moment, Felix's voice seemed to come from outside.

"As for the third, I am indeed dissatisfied with the Statute of Secrecy, and I am also dissatisfied with the incompetence of the Ministry of Magic... But what's the use of me being dissatisfied by myself? Use force to oppress and become the second Dark Lord? Oh, sorry, It's the third one, anyway, it's a trick."

"So I treat myself as a variable." He suddenly gave a mischievous smile, turning the teacup in his hand, "Yeah, that first variable, the first variable...change something, facilitate something, push something , and wait for the storm to come."

"Even though I never passed a divination class, I just had a firm hunch that I might live a long time," Felix told Lupin with a smile, "so I can afford to wait."