A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Fear? Actually a little...but more of a doubt. Felix didn't think he could dodge a life-threatening curse no matter what he thought. In that memory, the green light of the spell was released from the front, and there was no problem of sneak attack. Moreover, Felix thought about his own reaction in memory——

Very calm.

Will I accept death so peacefully? He was very curious about it.

Warren tugged at the shirt on his chest, Felix bowed his head, smiled and said, "It should be just a prank." He went into the bedroom, put Warren on his crib, and went back to the office.

The small box with "Death Memories" laid out quietly on the desk, Felix checked it carefully, took out some filler paper from it, and then took out a postcard. On the front of the postcard is a view of Big Ben and a printed motto: Everyone has the right to choose.

Felix could easily tell that this was an ordinary card, perhaps from some newsstand in the Muggle world? He turned to the back, which was blank.

Who will send it? Could it really be a bad prank?

But from this sentence, Felix read out the element of goodwill, and it is a matter of life and death, no one will be sloppy, at least he will never.

He assumed it was true for the time being: someone had witnessed his death and ventured back in time to warn him.

At this time, the little golden bell pointed to eleven o'clock. He held the little golden bell and placed it on the small table in front of the sofa with the postcard. Then he waved his finger lightly, and a row of sound-transmitting mirrors on the shelf , Fever Nat in the ring... All things that can be connected to the outside world are placed on it.

Felix leaned against the back of the sofa, waiting quietly like a silent statue, occasionally giving the little golden bell a casual glance. Time passed by little by little, midnight passed, and no one contacted him. In the quiet night, a few insects could be heard occasionally. Other than that, no one suddenly appeared and sent him to the unknown battlefield.

When the hands of the small clock stopped at four in the morning, he finally moved. Five full hours had passed since he received this special gift. Felix knows exactly what that means - the maximum duration of time travel is about five hours without causing any possible serious damage.

Someone traveled long distances in time!

Felix raised his head and stared at the ceiling. The white light of the magic lamp was not dazzling, but made him a little dizzy. He slowly closed his eyes, and the next second appeared in the bronze armchair of the Thinking Cabin.

Felix was still holding that memory in his hand, and he threw it hard again, and a familiar scene emerged in mid-air until—

"Avada gnaws at the tile!"

The voice was cold and sharp, and he recognized its owner as Voldemort.

"So this is a warning from an indeterminate time in the future, when Voldemort has risen," Felix said to himself. He stared at the repeated images in midair. This memory was obviously processed, hiding the perspective of the owner of the memory, but the technique was very crude. For a memory master like him, the flaws in it could be seen at a glance.

But seeing the flaws does not mean that he can restore the real memory, nor does it mean that the information in the memory is forged.

The only thing Felix can be sure of at this moment is that the owner of the memory does not want to reveal his identity. He is very thoughtful, and he is not unfamiliar with memory magic. He should learn, practice, or at least frequently come into contact with this type of magic.

What else can be analyzed? Felix groped his chin. "Of course, perspective is also important."

He put his right leg on his left, and looked at the illusory image under the steps on the bronze chair. In the thinking cabin, except for the chair he was sitting on and the dozen or so steps under the chair, there was nothing around him. It's like sitting on a huge square.

At this moment, the sound of Voldemort chanting the Death Spell continued to echo in the square.

"Arvada gnaws the big tile... Arvada gnaws the big tile... Arvada gnaws the big tile... Arvada gnaws the big tile..."

"If Voldemort was resurrected at that time, does the person who sees all this mean his identity as a Death Eater? No, not necessarily... It could also be Voldemort's enemy."

Felix wants to find out this man and get more information.

Judging from the existing information, this person—whether male or female, he should have a close relationship with himself, be thoughtful, and may have discussed memory magic together. His identity must be special enough to participate in a sudden outbreak of battle. , it may be a Death Eater, an Auror, or a possibility that he has not thought of for the time being. And most importantly, this person must have a time-turner.

But until dawn, Felix still had a question he couldn't understand: Why did that person risk dangerous long-distance time travel when there was no time?

Is he dying? Or have to? Is there any special meaning to doing this?

Felix's mood is very complicated, if all this is true, he really died at the hands of Voldemort - or the person who sent the memory thinks so, then this approach is tantamount to changing the history that has happened, from time. Backlash can be imagined.

Changing known history is dangerous enough, and as far as he knows, there is no real success and escape, not to mention long-distance time travel.

Don't rush to make a decision... Felix reminded himself that he needs to confirm a few questions first.

On the morning of June 22, Felix showed up early in the auditorium, and the meal took him quite a while because he had to wait for several people. When Snape appeared in a black robe, Felix smiled slightly and moved his position to Snape's side.

"You have a time-turner," Felix affirmed.

Snape stared at him blankly for a moment. "Your level of jokes has regressed," he said coldly.

"I just wanted to liven things up, Severus," Felix said with a shrug.

not him. Felix stared at the back of Snape's departure.

The second was Dumbledore, and Felix asked him if his "little trick" of flicking spells with his fingers came from the ability he acquired after transmutation.

"Have you finally come this far, Felix?" Dumbledore asked softly, he seemed to be caught in a memory, and only raised his head after a while, Felix was still waiting for his answer. Dumbledore nodded lightly, "The so-called transformation, or the transformation towards 'magical creatures', although the terms are different, in my understanding, it is actually that you have delved into a certain field to an unbelievable level, and then you have a flash of inspiration. , the process of integration.”

"When you reach this point, your magic power starts to change spontaneously, matching your understanding of magic... As for what each person will get, it should be related to his field of study, I can fly spells, which is essentially a higher level Human deformation."

Felix suddenly realized.

Previously, Dumbledore had carried out a very advanced transformation of his hand that was closer to the essence of magic, thus simulating the abilities of some kind of magical beast. A series of names of powerful creatures flashed in his mind, fire dragon, man-headed manticore, chicken-body basilisk, chimera beast, basilisk...

And it seems to mean that Dumbledore can break the consensus of some magic circles, such as wizards can't transform into magical creatures, even Animagos can't do this, but Dumbledore undoubtedly touched this field.

Magical creatures...is that what it meant? Felix thought.

He couldn't help but guess what abilities he would gain after completing the transformation, which was related to ancient runes... He began to wonder what the characteristics of ancient runes were, but it was difficult for him to give a precise definition because there were too many runes. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is ever-changing.

His heart moved. Ever-changing... Putting this word on him, isn't it the incarnation of ancient Rune? This idea seems to match the picture in memory - Voldemort used the Death Spell, and he turned into Rune to evade.

It's fascinating to think about.

However, a new question arises, if he is not going to die at all, why would that person risk time travel? Also, he has not completed the transformation process at all, and he is still a lot worse. Felix reckons that there will be no hope until at least the end of the summer vacation this year and the start of the new school year.

Does this mean that the scene he saw will not happen at least two or three months later?

Felix put down his knife and fork and left the auditorium full of confusion when Harry, Ron and Hermione happened to walk in, and they were having a heated discussion.

"Granger, Potter, Weasley," he hesitated, but stopped them, "is your time-turner research... going well?"

Harry and Ron looked at Hermione subconsciously.

"Oh! Professor, uh, we haven't started yet," Hermione said sheepishly. "Going to do this after the game."

"I see, I know."

He nodded to the three and turned to leave. The time seems to be right, assuming, of course, that they actually succeed. It seems that I have to keep an eye on it at all times. He also raised a new question, which of the three is more likely to have used a time shifter?

If it's just a repair, it's naturally more likely that it's Granger. But it's hard to judge who is 'using'.

Felix's heart sank, he had warned her.

However, all this is still uncertain, and he still has time to obtain more evidence to verify his conjecture. By the end of the second-year exam tomorrow, until the end of the semester, he basically has nothing to do, and he can pay close attention to the progress of Granger and the others' repairs to the time converter.

Including the whole summer vacation as well. It's a pity that Felix also plans to take time to visit Azkaban during the summer vacation. He got a few names from Lucius. They are all Voldemort's most loyal followers, and maybe one of them knows the secret of Horcrux. people.

This speculation came to him when he was at the Ministry of Magic, and at first he went astray, and it was not until he connected Dumbledore, Voldemort, Azkaban and the Death Eaters that the real inspiration came: if Voldemort had suffered many Heavy wounds, he must have a fixed assistant, this person is likely to be a Death Eater, and a very loyal Death Eater. Then the memory in this man's head is undoubtedly a treasure - a treasure with Horcruxes - waiting for him to dig.

Especially the one named Bellatrix, whom Lucius said was insane and fanatically worshipped the Dark Lord, and Felix suspected she had suffered a serious Confusion Charm or memory tampering. But not necessarily, Lucius thinks that she is cruel and vicious in her bones, and the appearance of the Dark Lord just satisfies her morbid desire...

the other side.

Harry, Ron and Hermione had just come out of the owl shack, and Hermione looked distraught.