A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

"We've learned a series of related concepts, rune symbols, rune circuits, rune sequences—" Felix said, making the concepts he mentioned manifest.

A single flame rune, transforming between a beating gold-red block and a flame;

The magician circuits that have just been shown that can reduce weight, they are like wind chimes intertwined, swaying gently in the wind;

And the golden hollow spherical structure that appeared at last. The surface of the sphere is hollowed out with a large number of rune symbols. The structure is exquisite, like a three-dimensional puzzle, or they are originally a whole. Harry suddenly thought of Hermione's cat Crookshanks playing with a ball of yarn.

"—Can anyone outline the differences for us at a higher level?"

The question was obviously a bit difficult, and even Hermione bit her lip, trying to figure out the answer, not immediately raising her hands as usual.

"No one?" Felix looked around the classroom. "Give everyone a few minutes to think."

The students took advantage of this time to move a little. Harry leaned his body against the back of the chair and stared at the golden rune ball, but what he thought was that it would suddenly come into play, sucking the students in the classroom one by one... Just a few years ago, hundreds of photos were taken. The ghost was sucked into a rapidly spinning ball without any resistance in front of his eyes, and then a palm "flooded" and burst into flames...

Harry's consciousness instantly awoke.

"Time's up." Felix said, looking at the students below, whose eyes were frequently dodging, at this time, Hermione raised her hand hesitantly. "Very well—Miss Granger?" The other students breathed a sigh of relief, as if they were alive again.

Hermione stood up.

"I think it should be 'completeness'?" she replied in a rare tone of uncertainty.

"Expand it." Felix said encouragingly, her blue eyes blinked, and Hermione, who had been staring at the professor's face, realized that she was right, she went through some vague ideas in her mind, and used them very carefully. He spoke slowly.

"If you compare ancient magic with modern spell systems, then a complete rune sequence and a spell should have the same status, they are complete magic. For example, Illumination and 'Fluorescent Blink'." Hermione thought for a while. As he goes down, "even though the two are very different in difficulty."

"If the above statement is true, then the magical structure under the rune sequence is like a broken spell and cannot exist independently. The same is true. According to the knowledge learned in the past, the rune circuit must be carved on a tangible carrier to exist. , usually with the help of tool cutters and chestnut wood chips... and individual rune symbols are more obvious."

"Single rune, loop, sequence... It's a process of continuous improvement until you have the book of runes--"

Hermione paused and stopped talking.

She suddenly wanted to understand a question - why was ancient magic not popularized in ancient times? Will it eventually be replaced? In addition to the advantages of the modern magic system itself, there is also a crucial factor that at that time there was little research on the first two (ie single rune and rune circuit), and all young wizards had to learn from the dangerous ancient Magic begins to learn. It is possible that the first challenge they face in life is to master the complete rune sequence without any foundation.

The professor's approach actually lowered the learning threshold of the entire system.

"Yes, Gryffindor plus twenty points," Felix said briskly. "Now you know the first runic law: the law of integrity. Why don't you write it down?"

The students kept their heads down, taking notes, and Felix paced among the students.

"I will add that the modern spell system, the gesture and ritual casting system left over from Africa, and the rune casting system are essentially flexible use of magic." Felix let his fingertips appear in turn with specific magical images, such as a A cluster of flames, a stream of water, a soft light.

"And the difference is—"

"Ancient magic uses a single magic word block as the smallest casting unit. It is like a syllable of a modern spell, or a dance step under the old African magic system, but the process of mobilizing and combining magic power is left out. , we can intuitively feel...we used to think of a single rune symbol as a simple spell, which is not satisfactory, because the process of manifesting the rune is also accompanied by the participation of magic and will."

"It's just that a single rune symbol has limited functions."

The students at the bottom exchanged glances excitedly. If there was one of the most interesting classes recently, it would be the part where Professor Haipu introduced them to the ancient African magic. The beating is really a memorable scene.

That feeling is like Professor McGonagall, who has always been serious and solemn, let go of her hair and danced a fierce samba dance.

"I'll be an example."

Hundreds of colorful ancient runes appeared in the air, and they danced in the air to bite into pairs, and finally turned into dozens of rune circuits of different lengths.

"Does it look familiar?" Felix asked expectantly.

"Magic puppet," Neville whispered.

"Yes," Felix smiled, "These are the rune circuits used in magic puppets. In the past, we used alchemy materials as carriers, but in fact..." Felix took out a small bottle and poured out from it. Dark golden smoke, the smoke gathered together and gradually solidified into the shape of a human.

The rune circuit that floats up and down in mid-air rotates and appears on the arms, joints, thighs, calves and torso of the smoke man. Then, the smoke man's arm suddenly lit up with a line.

A cloud of flames roared over the student's head, disappearing at the last second before hitting the wall.

"Transformation Smoke," Felix shook the empty bottle in his hand, "you senior Cedric Diggory sent it to me, I guess he wanted to advertise, but I'm embarrassed to say it directly, he also gave it to Mike Professor Greg and Professor Sprout sent a copy . . . it's useful anyway."

Under the unblinking gaze of everyone, Felix waved again. The shape-shifting smoke transformed from a human figure into a golden eagle about three feet long, and it flew around the classroom, dropping clouds of flames from its claws. The students screamed and dodged, but the flames were taken away by Professor Hepp before the flames fell.

When the class was over, the students below looked like they had just finished a war.

"Today's homework... You have heard a lot of new concepts, and you must be touched. Record these thoughts, even if it is just a few words. Use your imagination! The magic points to this thing."

After class, Harry, Ron and Hermione dawdled and stayed.

Felix knew what was going on at a glance, and he asked, "What do you want to know?"

Ron and Hermione glanced at Harry, who faltered and said what he had seen in Madame Padrefer's teahouse, focusing on the appearance and dress of the old woman who was talking to Daphne, and then the three of them watched. Until Professor Haipu fell silent.

Harry was uneasy, he wanted the professor to realize there was something wrong with the woman, but he didn't want to involve Professor Bagshot.

"Professor, do you think she could be—"

"You want to say that Miss Greengrass is bewildered?" Felix asked with a smile: "There is indeed such a possibility. I'm going to the school hospital to see, why not... together?"

"Okay," Harry said immediately.

In the school hospital, Daphne happily ate apples while estimating the time. At this time, she heard footsteps, she hurriedly lay down, put the quilt over her head, and closed her eyes. After doing all this, she realized that something was wrong, there were too many people!

Even if Madam Pomfrey came with her sister, there would be no such clutter of footsteps. Did anyone else come to see her?

The door was pushed open a crack. She pricked up her ears and found that one of them was Professor Hepp.

"How is she?" Felix asked Madam Pomfrey.

"I still need to stay for two days, and now I am discharged from the hospital, I may get lost and can't find my dormitory... I have never seen such a careless person, oh, and you, Miss Granger, don't you? I remember you in the second grade. when--"

"Mrs Pomfrey!" Hermione screamed.

second grade? Daphne, who was hiding in the quilt, repeated in her mind, and then a fluffy cat head appeared in her mind.

"Pfft!" She was overjoyed.

There was a sudden silence in the ward.

Daphne was lying on the hospital bed with her head biting, and she didn't dare to open her eyes at all, but her face became burning and seemed to be dripping blood. She felt that she must have been found to be pretending to be asleep, and she could not wait to actually faint. Fortunately, it didn't take long for the conversation to start again.

"Cough, I heard that I took bad blood grass by mistake?" Professor Haipu asked in an abnormal voice.

"Yeah, I heard it's for soaking in water, she thought it was parsley powder... The two things are easy to distinguish, I guess her herbalism must be very poor." Madam Pomfrey's voice came closer, and then The sound of the potion pouring into the cup came from the head of the bed.

"Is there any other reason, such as a Confusion Charm?"

Confusion spell? Daphne in the quilt was stunned for a moment, was she under the Confusion Charm?

"Felix, this isn't a joke! Common Confusion Charms don't have this symptom..." Madam Pomfrey said uneasily, not even finding the potion overflowing. "Her sister found a bag of bad blood in her pocket. Seeds of grass, she herself... oh my god, I better check it out."

"Wake up, little girl."

Daphne pretended to stretch, she opened her eyes, and asked blankly, "What's wrong?" Then she was startled, the hospital bed was surrounded, Harry, Ron and Hermione stared straight at She, among them Hermione, with her arms around her arms, was half-smiling, and Professor Hepp was sitting alone, playing with her fingernails with her head down.

"You're blushing, are you having a nightmare?" Hermione asked knowingly.

Daphne huffed and didn't speak, snatched the cup and drank it—"Hey, don't," Madam Pomfrey cried—and choked. Her face turned redder.

"Miss Greenglass, classmate Potter told me something, and I have some doubts in my heart." Felix said, "The person you met at Mrs. Paddy's Teahouse that day...do you still have any impressions?"

"She's my aunt!" Daphne blurted out.

"Think about it again, which aunt of yours can match her appearance and age?"

"I..." Daphne suddenly became painful and rubbed her forehead, "I remember..."

Felix raised a finger and said softly, "The spell is removed." Daphne trembled as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her, and then she looked around blankly.

"Remember that aunt now?"

"What aunt? I don't have an aunt at all! Oh my God, that damn old woman!" Daphne screamed. "Do you remember what happened that day?" Felix asked.

"The other day... Astoria and I went to Hogsmeade Village, she insisted on going to Weasley's Witchcraft and Wizardry, and I disagreed, so she left me and ran away! I was very angry, and then... ...then I felt someone pat me behind me, and it was the woman!" She said suddenly angrily, "I turned around - the woman said it was my aunt, I had no doubts, and followed her into the teahouse, she Ask me to bring something—"

Felix stood up.

"It's already obvious that with the fall of Voldemort, the security measures in the school have also declined. After all, it can't be tight all the time. Miss Greengrass, I suggest you talk to Headmaster Dumbledore, he will make arrangements, put an end to it. That kind of thing happens. You can defer today's assignment."

Harry chased after him.

"Professor," he said breathlessly, "that woman is clearly mean."

Felix didn't speak. To explain the origin of 'Nicole Noel' clearly, it was bound to involve Grindelwald, and his identity was kept secret.

"What kind of person do you think Professor Bagshot is?"

"What kind of person?" Harry repeated suspiciously, and said embarrassingly: "He's fine." I guessed in my heart that the professor suspected that this matter was related to Professor Bagshot, and Harry actually thought about this question, But Professor Bagshot didn't seem to intend to hide it, after all, he even told himself the saint's secret...

"Even if he locks you up?"

"What- uh, yeah, it wasn't confinement, we just talked about my recent paper and magic," Harry said.

"Thesis and magic." Felix smiled, turned and left, leaving Harry in a daze.

As far as Felix knew, Grindelwald would be sent back to Fort Nurmengard to continue serving his sentence after teaching this year's course. The old man was not like a freelancer, he must have his own purpose. Now that he thinks about it, he seems to want Harry to inherit a part of his mind.

It's just not clear whether he only picked Harry, or if there are more candidates.

When the lights went out at night, Felix read Percy's letter behind his desk. Percy wrote in an excited tone. With his strong mediation, seven Ministry of Magic had agreed to introduce a small amount of exclusive wands. However, many countries still have doubts, worrying that the Squib will have an impact on their own society after mastering the spell-casting power. At the end of the letter, Percy said he would "make persistent efforts."

Felix put down the letter and stared at the ceiling in a daze. He knew more comprehensive information.

To be precise, it should be that only seven Ministry of Magic agreed to introduce exclusive wands on the "bright side", but secretly Future World Company received a large number of international orders. According to Remus' analysis, those officials "haven't figured out whether to accept the Squib group, but that doesn't prevent them from secretly storing a batch as a backup."

Felix yawned when the clock on the wall pointed to twelve. There is also a set of pocket desks on his large desk, and Warren sat in the same chair as Felix and yawned.

Warren rubbed his eyes and looked up from a fairy tale book called "Peaceful Piggy".

At this time, a crisp bird chirping came from Felix's left drawer. He opened the drawer, and an emerald green bird jumped out with a stack of thick parchment maps in his mouth. Felix spread out the map. , staring at the moving ink dots above.

"Tonight is really lively." Felix smiled and said to Warren who came over: "Harry, Ron, Hermione, Luna, Ginny... How did they get together? Hey, this is There's another one, Leonhard Bagshot. I kind of understand why Dumbledore wants to take a Marauder's map, except for surveillance, he should not want the name 'Grindelwald' on the map, that way The prompt is too obvious..."

"Walun, where do you think we should join in the fun?"