A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Dobby left happily. Ron thought the house-elves' screams were too scary to scare the others away. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Felix were the only ones left in the ward as Mr. Weasley visited Mrs. Weasley, who had been sleeping all night.

"Professor, this is your ring," Hermione said reluctantly, taking a ring from under her pillow, "I haven't had time to open it yet."

Felix took it and, seeing the expression on Hermione's face, poured out a pile of magic codex from the ring, almost drowning her.

"It was originally prepared for you, Miss Granger. What you need now is to read widely and practice, and have your own insights. There is not much help from others in this regard."

Harry took the opportunity to inquire about the mechanism of protection magic within himself.

"That's an area I haven't touched." Felix shrugged and said, "I suggest you take the opportunity to ask Headmaster Dumbledore, he has more than one protective magic on you."

Ron asked curiously, "Professor, how did you come back from the dead? And," he deliberately lowered his voice, "Hermione used a time-turner. , This means that you arrived early and watched the whole process?"

Felix laughed. "Actually, I set up cameras around at that time, and I didn't see the specific process very clearly...but your screams are quite scary, I almost thought there was an accident." He said to Ron.

Ron scratched his head embarrassedly, but he couldn't help shivering at the thought of the horrific punishment of Cruciatus.

"As for coming back from the dead...I've never been dead, so let's just assume that I have mastered a magic similar to Apparition, but it looks a little scary," Felix explained.

"I see." Ron was a little disappointed, "I thought—"

"Thinking I can resist Voldemort's Death Curse?" Felix asked with a smile, and Ron nodded. "This spell is probably Voldemort's best magic. He understands the Deathstroke better than anyone else in the world. I'm not interested in experiencing it myself..."

"The Crucifixion, Imperius Curse, and Life Sucking Curse, the reason why they are called the three unforgivable curses is not only because there is no solution to the curse, but I think there is another important reason, that is, the power of the spell touches the realm of the soul. —"

"Soul?" said Ron in astonishment.

"Yeah, torture, control, destroy..." Felix said softly, the three people on the hospital bed couldn't help shuddering, "Although I haven't tried it, I think these three spells are also effective on ghosts. Seeing their terrified faces, Felix changed the subject and said, "Actually, there are ways to deal with the first two spells. Advanced memory magic is one type, but I prefer it because it has a very high degree of control over one's own will. the result of."

"Do you think willpower can fight the Cruciatus and Imperius Curse?" Hermione asked sharply, and she thought the statement was a little far-fetched.

"It's a firm will," Felix corrected. "I can give some examples, like the Longbottoms, and Harry's experience last night. Of course, the evidence is specious, there are too many distracting factors... But there are There are quite a few records that wizards can escape the Imperius Curse on their own."

He tilted his head at Harry. Harry once got rid of the Imperius Curse of Little Crouch. At that time, Little Crouch was still disguised as Professor Moody in class. Harry had confirmed with the real Moody. Moody regretted that it was not him. ideas.

Just as Felix was recommending the Happy Charm to Harry and Ron, Madam Pomfrey walked in, and despite the protests of the three, each poured a large cup of euphoria. After drinking, Harry, Ron and Hermione all giggled.

Madam Pomfrey said worriedly, "I can only try to keep them positive and optimistic, and not think about the terrible experience of that night for a while... Maybe it will not be so terrifying when I recall it after a while."

"Mrs Pomfrey, they're stronger than you think," Felix told her, walking out of the ward.

At the door of the Ancient Rune's office, he saw Yuria, Byers and Bethney waiting outside.

They came to say goodbye.

"Mr. Hepp, I appreciate the communication during this time. I have an idea - to create a newspaper to promote the views of the Reform Association. I wanted to ask if you would mind if I put some of our previous discussions on it... …”

Felix had no reason to refuse.

...

Harry stayed in the ward for five full days, cooperating with Madam Pomfrey for various examinations every day, and he felt like a guinea pig. Hermione was the first to recover and leave the school hospital, followed by Ron, which made life difficult for the next few days. After a dozen requests for discharge, Madam Pomfrey finally agreed to his request.

But before leaving, Madam Pomfrey gave him a large can of euphoria, and Harry felt that the entire stock of the school hospital was here. "All three of you, have a small drink a day during this time," she said solemnly. Judging by her posture, if Harry didn't agree, she would force him to stay and supervise him to drink up the potion in the jar.

After coming out of the school hospital, Harry didn't know where to go for a while, and he thought it must be silly to look like he was holding the jar. He didn't want to go back to the lounge either. During the few days he was in bed, he, Ron and Hermione spent a lot of time discussing the impact of Voldemort's resurrection, and Hermione kept searching the newspapers for useful information. His mind was a little numb.

He stood in the hallway, looking out the window. From where he was he could see Hagrid's hut, Beauxbatons' carriage was still there, but the Fantastic Beasts statue at Ilvermorny's station at the Quidditch pitch was gone, Harry realised the Tournament was over and they should have left Hogwarts...

However, Durmstrang's weird sailboat was still docked by the Black Lake. He saw ant-like little people moving on it, and he wondered if there was Krum in it.

"Hi Harry," said Neville's voice, "you're out of the hospital. Wow, this must be a euphoria, but you've got a bigger bottle than Ron's. You missed something while you're in the hospital, Ilverd. The representatives of Ni and Vagado have left."

Harry felt a little sorry. He hasn't thanked Nona in person yet, her amulet still works. And Byers, he thought they were friends, but Dumbledore forbade others to disturb them. There's nothing they can do. They're so popular that Madam Pomfrey's baskets of flowers and fruit filled the ward.

"...They couldn't see you, so they prepared some farewell gifts and put them in the dormitory... Ron decided to wait for you to come back and unpack it. He endured it very hard." Neville said with a smirk.

Harry thought for a moment, then grinned.

"Why are Beauxbatons and Durmstrang still there?" he asked.

"You said this," Neville scratched his round face, "the students of Beauxbatons stayed voluntarily, and Mrs. Maxime is still at school, and I don't know why. But Durmstrang's Students are miserable."

"What happened to them?"

"The principal of Durmstrang, the one named Karkaroff, left behind his students and sneaked away. No one knows when this happened," Ols Poliarko said since you On the night she came back, Mrs. Carkaro was gone."

Harry was very surprised. The headmaster of a wizarding school was scared away by Voldemort's lewd threats hundreds of kilometers away? This made his heart heavy, as if he was tied to a stone and kept falling.

"Then how are they going to go back? They must be terrified."

To Harry's surprise, Neville laughed.

"Well - to be honest, their emotions are fairly stable, Karkaroff is not very popular, remember? Just because Poliarko showed some black magic in the duel class, he was severely beaten by Karkaroff after returning. Learned a lesson."

"But he's defending his school's reputation!" Harry yelled.

Neville shook his head, also feeling that Karkaroff's actions were unreasonable.

At this moment, Professor McGonagall hurried over from the other side of the corridor.

"Potter, come with me, the headmaster wants to see you—"

Harry said goodbye to Neville, who offered to help him bring the euphoria back to the dorm, much to Harry's gratitude. He followed Professor McGonagall to the statue in the headmaster's office, but Professor McGonagall didn't follow, so he pushed open the door by himself, almost colliding with Snape. Snape's face was not very good-looking, his face was even paler, and he exuded a coldness from the inside out.

Before Harry could take another look, Snape flicked his robes and walked away from him.

Harry walked into the office, Headmaster Dumbledore put his hands on the table, staring at a shallow stone basin in a daze, Harry recognized what it was, a Pensieve. It was the first time he had seen a real Pensieve, but he had seen something similar at the Rune Club.

"You should recognize what this is, Harry?" Dumbledore smiled and looked up.

"Yes, Professor," Harry's heart thumped, "Professor Hepper imitated the Pensieve to make some Witchcraft items..."

"Ah, ancient rune is really convenient," Dumbledore said with a smile, "it can be used both in ancient magic and in making magic items. If it wasn't for the last few years, I would definitely take the time to study it. …”

"Then, Harry, maybe you can guess why I'm looking for you?" He folded his fingers and sat quietly behind his chair, looking at Harry with so much emotion in his eyes that Harry couldn't read it.

"Well, I guess—you're trying to tell me something?" Harry said honestly what was on his mind.

"That's right, Voldemort is back, and Harry, you've been deeply involved in his fate, and I think -- it's time for you to know something and focus on some questions," Dumbledore said. The blue eyes said through the half-moon glasses, "Of course, I also have a request."

"Request?" Harry looked at him in surprise, wondering what he could do for the Headmaster.

"I want to see what happened that night," Dumbledore whispered, "through your eyes."

"My perspective..." Harry repeated slowly, a little confused.

"Yes, I told you when I was in first grade that Voldemort's unsuccessful death-killing spell connected you to him, which allowed you to sense his emotions in some special cases—"

"That's why you asked Professor Hepper to teach me Occlumency?" Harry blurted out.

"That's right." Dumbledore nodded lightly, "Considering that Voldemort is getting stronger and stronger, and his resurrection seems unstoppable, I'm worried that as he gets stronger, he will discover this connection and even control you in turn. ."

Harry was terrified, he couldn't imagine this scene. The scar on his forehead was aching, but nothing compared to the potential consequences, and he had never considered that his scar would turn into something like an Imperius medium.

"But your Occlumency is pretty good," Dumbledore said with a slight smile. "I'm just explaining the worst consequences to you, and I believe it's very difficult for Voldemort to control your body from a great distance."

Harry breathed a sigh of relief. He thought of the principal's request just now, and a thought popped into his mind, "Then you think that my perspective - um - can see something different?"

His attitude started to sway again, and so far, his connection to Voldemort was a good thing.

But the potential danger cannot be ignored.

"I can't give you an exact answer, Harry," said Dumbledore, "but I have an inference that when you get too close to Voldemort, the connection is strengthened, and maybe some secrets are revealed, and These secrets are hidden in your memory."

"I agree," Harry said, and then he hesitated. "But I haven't figured out how to extract memories. I know how, but I've never tried it myself—"

"I can assist you in casting spells," Dumbledore said, "but don't worry, let's look at some memories together first."

...

At the same time, Draco Malfoy was holding a letter in a daze.

The letter was sent to him by his mother. At first glance, there was nothing unusual about it. The content of the letter was full of a mother's longing for her son. Not to mention, the letter also included a list of dinner dishes.

Draco didn't realize it was wrong until he read it for the second time, his mother was rarely so long-winded.

There are many rules in the Malfoy family, but there seems to be only one that satisfies the current situation - Draco silently recited a series of numbers in his mind, and at the same time picked out the letters on the letter paper in order, and soon his eyes widened, this The information conveyed in the sealed letter is:

Find a chance to fight Potter hard.

...

On the night before leaving school, the front page of the Daily Prophet refreshed the hot topic at Hogwarts, and Fudge finally came out of the office, and after hurriedly admitting that the You-Know-Who was really back, revealed that he did not It is suitable to lead the wizarding world, which is currently entering a state of war, and has decided to take the initiative to step down from the position of Minister of Magic.

Harry stared at the photo of Fudge in the newspaper surrounded by flashlights for a long time, and when he reappeared, he seemed to be a dozen years older, lost more than a circle, and looked haggard. While relieved, Harry took pity on him.

At this time, Dumbledore stood up and delivered a speech. He affirmed the authenticity of the Ministry of Magic's claim that Voldemort had returned to life, and reiterated the significance of the Tournament, emphasizing that "understanding and unity among wizards" is more important than ever.

"Every guest in this auditorium is welcome at any time as long as they want to come back."

Harry stared at the newspapers that the new Minister for Magic would be replaced next week by Amelia Burns, the former head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement...

Is Sirius with her now?

"...Voldemort's methods of creating conflict and hostility are very clever. We can only fight it to the end if we show the same unbreakable friendship and trust."

The second edition introduces the Ministry of Magic's urgently produced wartime survival manual, which will be distributed in the next few days, sent by owl to every wizarding family.

Hope it works...

"We're all going to face dark and difficult times... Many families will be torn apart and you will have to choose between the right path and the shortcut..."

The fourth edition was bad news, with a mass escape in Azkaban and a collective defection of Dementors. The good news was that there were not many casualties, and Acting Minister Ms Burns decided to ease the restrictions and recruit a group of Aurors and Strikers.

The pace of the war has accelerated...

"We still want to thank four people, three of whom are still students, I'm talking about Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, who in every way have shown fearlessness, Few people have shown this kind of caliber in the face of Voldemort... Courage and wit, skillfully reaching out to Professor Felix Hepp for help, escaping Voldemort's clutches, and revealing Voldemort's schemes."

Dumbledore raised his goblet. Harry hurriedly followed with a toast, joining Ron and Hermione to meet the gazes of all eyes in the auditorium.

The school year is over, Harry thought.

But the war began.