A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

On the afternoon of March 10, Felix showed up with a small note with an address written on it. In front of him was a beautiful little house. He stood on the steps and looked left and right. The surrounding environment was very empty. Felix smelled the faint fragrance of flowers. He estimated that there must be a beautiful garden behind the house.

Felix knocked on the door.

The man who opened the door was a man with blond hair and a big belly, who looked at Felix suspiciously.

"Hello, who are you looking for--" the man asked, and he was suddenly startled, "Oh, you are Mr. Heap, Felix Heap?" After getting a positive answer, he led Felix Go into the house and into the living room.

"Sorry, didn't recognize it! I have to say--you seem too low-key compared to your great fame, and I haven't seen it in the papers a few times... Yes, Dora told me you'd come, But I didn't expect it to be two hours early - Domida? There's a guest coming."

The man stood in the living room and shouted down an aisle, then he looked at Felix and held out his hand kindly.

"I'm Ted Tonks, Dora's father."

"Hello, Mr. Tonks, Felix Happ." Felix shook hands, looked around the cleaning tools in the hall, and said with a hint of embarrassment: "I think I may have misremembered the time... "

"Oh, it's alright," said Mr. Tonks, picking up Mrs. Skoll's Magnum Magic Stain Remover at his feet and placing it next to the potted plant on the table, "Dora and the others won't be here until seven o'clock in the evening. She's an Auror with a lot of responsibility."

"Is this a leaf orchid?" Felix asked, staring at the potted plant. This is a perennial evergreen herb. Because the berries are shaped like spider eggs, and the underground rhizomes exposed to the soil are similar to spiders, it still has A name "spider holding eggs".

"That's right, it—" Mr. Tonks was interrupted by footsteps, Felix and Mr. Tonks turned around at the same time, and a strange woman appeared at the door of the living room, suddenly looking like Bellatrix. Blake is somewhat similar, but her hair is soft beige instead of black, and her eyes are larger and kinder.

There is no doubt that this woman is Andromeda Tonks, of the Black family, sister to Bellatrix Lestrange and Narcissa Malfoy, but she is Tonks now 's mother.

Mrs Tonks smiled at Felix, then exchanged a glance with Mr Tonks.

"This is Mr. Felix Hepp," said Mr. Tonks.

"Oh, hello, Mr. Hepp, Nymphadora mentioned it a few times..." said Mrs. Tonks. "I was just cooking in the kitchen. You came early enough, though."

So Felix took out the excuse of "remembering the wrong time" again.

Mrs Tonks nodded reluctantly. "Sit down, please," she said. "I'll make tea—Ted, Ted, help me." "Oh, oh, okay." Tonks The gentleman turned to look at Felix and muttered, "I do remember a collection of tea... Come back soon! You can read the newspaper first, it's on the table."

Felix nodded lightly and watched them disappear into the corridor. He leaned over to pick up the newspaper beside him, and pricked up his ears to listen. Unsurprisingly, somewhere in the room—perhaps the kitchen, or the bedroom—was a small argument.

"...I know why...be a lobbyist, don't tell me about the war, it's over...I warn you, Ted Tonks, if you dare to agree..."

Felix shook the newspaper quietly, and the news that deserves attention is that the Minister of Magic, Ms. Burns, returned from the headquarters of the International Federation of Wizards, during which she participated in several important meetings with representatives from all over the world.

Details of the meeting have not been released to the public.

There has been some speculation in the newspapers that the biggest possibility has to do with a law for exclusive wands, which may become a reality within a few years. There was also a photo hanging on the newspaper. A dozen or so rigid figures stood together, and the new chairman, Babajid Aginbad, had a tired look on his face.

A few minutes later, Mr. Tonks came back with his head down, his expression resembling the Babajid in the newspaper. When he came over, he bumped into the table and couldn't help screaming in pain. The potted plant was swaying, and he quickly supported it.

"Knocked off a few leaves." He glanced and whispered, sitting down. "Then—er—"

"Oh, Mr. Tonks." Felix put down the newspaper and said, "I just remembered something." As he said, he stretched out his hand, and the two fallen leaves in the potted plant turned into two beautiful invitations.

"I'm planning to hold a small press conference this weekend. It's kind of a party. If you're okay, you can go and see it."

Mr. Tonks took the invitation and whispered: "The press conference? That should be at the 'Future World' company headquarters? I think... um, there may be some problems, it is not convenient." His voice lowered and began to Read the introduction above attentively.

After a while, he raised his head.

"Mr. Hepper, I don't quite understand--'witness the birth of a new type of treatment with the guests, and discuss the causes of some of the diseases that plague wizards'..." He read a passage, and then asked: "It sounds like It's a serious academic report."

"Almost, I invited quite a few well-known pharmacists and healers in their fields, and even some alchemists." Felix smiled and said, "But it was essentially a party, because I didn't expect these People can understand what I said in a short period of time, the conference will last for a week, of course, you are attending the dinner party on the first day, and the main purpose is to socialize."

"By the way, I overheard Tonks mention that you know something about Muggle medicine?"

"Ah, you say this," said Mr. Tonks cheerfully. "My uncle is a surgeon, and I used to go to his house when I was a child," he said cheerfully. "He has a study in his house. There were various surgical models in it, and I was quite frightened at the time..."

Felix listened with a smile and said, "It's a coincidence that the new treatment I mentioned may introduce the concept of Muggle surgery. To my surprise, wizards seem to be quite reluctant to use knives on themselves."

Mr. Tonks patted his thigh excitedly.

"Oh, I thought so too! When I was in school, I always thought Madam Pomfrey could only deal with minor injuries, and it was only after I went to St. Mungo's a few times after graduation that I realized that wizards don't have this concept. Of course, I think it's because magic is too convenient to use..."

The Muggle-born wizard looked like he had found a common thread.

"Anatomy," Felix said softly. "This discipline has no therapeutic application, because for wizards the problems that plague Muggles can only be solved by a simple magic... It's Potions. There are some applications left in the field, and they do detailed mapping and potion testing as they research new potion materials."

"But does it really work?" asked Mr. Tonks curiously. "I mean, in therapy? I've talked to some wizards about this and they think Muggle doctors are a bunch of..."

"The madman who cuts people apart." Felix nodded and said, "I personally think it's a matter of positioning. Given the differences between the two societies, the surgical knowledge that is very important to ordinary people may only play the role of filling wizard therapy. The role of means that complements means. But having and not having is a different concept.”

"for example--"

"Dragon pox, a disease that spreads only among witches, is deadly. Early symptoms are a green and purple rash between the toes and sparks from the nostrils when sneezing. If treated promptly, the general All healed, leaving some unsightly scars or skin bruises at best."

Mr. Tonks nodded in confusion.

"I remember there was a Minister of Magic who died of dragon pox?"

"Edrich Diggory, who worked sick and died in the office. The disease is more common in older people and is more insidious and therefore more dangerous. Some therapists believe that dragon pox Originally related to the Peruvian Vipertooth."

Felix was prepared to say.

"Peruvian fangtooth teeth are highly poisonous," reminded Mr. Tonks.

"It's true for wizards in general," Felix explained. "So it could be diluted toxins, or saliva, or parasites, pathogenic bacteria that haven't been found on them... In short, there is no conclusion yet. ." Then he changed his words, "But I once found a patient with advanced dragon pox in St. Mungo's. Out of curiosity, I investigated his physical condition. Unfortunately, he was out of medicine at that time. He was blue and white. Swelling - of course, this is just a small problem, the real fatal thing is that his magic power has also become a mess, and some unknown mutation has occurred, which makes all existing treatment methods ineffective."

"That man must be in pain," muttered Mr. Tonks.

"I suspect that there are many hidden wounds in patients with advanced dragon pox. In fact, the bodies of those wizards may have been riddled with holes." Felix said slowly.

"Hidden wounds?"

"I found a relatively similar example. The body structure of magical animals is different from that of wizards. Their magical abilities are more based on the special lines in the body. These lines are integrated with the flesh and blood texture and are difficult to detect, but they are The channel through which magic power flows, or... the magic power circuit. Therefore, magical beasts do not need to learn to cast spells like little wizards."

"So it is." Mr. Tonks said suddenly.

"...But this kind of disease is undoubtedly harmful to wizards. Some of the patterns are messy, and the result is life-threatening, such as dragon pox; some have reached a strange coexistence with wizards, which is influential but not fatal, such as werewolves."

Mr. Tonks took a breath.

There was a scream from the door, it was Mrs Tonks, the teapot in her hand fell. Felix waved his hand and let the teapot fall on the seat.

"Oh, thank you, Mr. Hepp," said Mrs. Tonks in an unnatural tone, and she listened for a while at the door. She walked over cautiously and put down the cup, "So, can the werewolf problem be cured?"

"Good question. I've discovered and isolated the 'lesion pattern' that affects werewolves, and combined with what I've said, there's actually a lot of hope for a breakthrough, of course, I'm not an expert in this area, hence this weekend's party ."

"It sounds very convincing, Mr. Hepp, I can't find a loophole." After a while, Mrs. Tonks said in a flat tone, "but you can't deny that all this is just a theory, a castle in the air... Even if the theory is correct, I don’t know how many years have passed before it becomes a reality.”

Even though the conversation was close to the heart of it, and both parties knew it, neither of them mentioned that name.

"I agree, Mrs Tonks."

Felix said in a slightly pleasant tone, as if everything was going well in his opinion.

"In the field of healing, especially the part related to potions, I may not be able to get involved or make any pioneering results. But don't forget, I am an ancient magician expert, and I always learn from ancient Think about the problem from the perspective of Rune. Fortunately, some results have been achieved so far... Although it is extremely difficult and not suitable for large-scale promotion, it can still be used by one or two people to solve some difficult problems. You have to listen ?"

Mrs. Tonks pursed her lips, and for a long time she said coldly: "You are such a good lobbyist, Mr. Hepp—I'd love to listen."

Half an hour later, Felix, accompanied by Mr. Tonks, toured the rooms in the house.

"This is Dora's childhood toy." Mr. Tonks said, pointing to the row of stuffed dolls on the shelf. "There were originally a lot of humanoid dolls, but when we realized that she was trying to imitate the doll's character expressions, we changed them all. She has become a small animal, mostly rabbits and bears. But her aesthetic still has some deviations, she obviously prefers violet or pink hair, rather than her own gray brown." He said a little hurt.

Felix knew in his heart that Tonks' original hair color had clearly inherited the characteristics of both parents - a balance between light brown and blonde, but she was obviously not satisfied.

They came to the garden in the courtyard.

Mr. Tonks dutifully introduced the plants, "You've seen pink, and here's purple -- we have a lot of violets, all kinds. See that hollow in the middle? Now? It's not very pretty, it's kind of ugly, but when it's rainy season, it'll be full of water, so we'll choose to plant some aquatic plants, such as water hyacinths, oh my god, it's purple again, I just realized..."

At this time, there was a commotion in the house behind them.

"Someone's coming," said Mr. Tonks suspiciously.

"Is it Tonks?" Felix asked.

"I don't think so, it's still early, and it's more than an hour before Dora gets off work...that's weird," said Mr. Tonks, walking towards the house. They faintly heard voices.

Felix followed, rolling his eyes, he probably guessed who was coming.

"Hello, Sirius." As soon as they entered the door, they heard Mrs. Tonks' annoyed voice, "There is no need to send so many things, the living room can't fit at all."

Then they heard a hearty laugh.

"Oops—you're welcome, my dear cousin. And I know Remus so well, I can't believe he's ahead of me..." Mr. Tonks suddenly slowed down, and even became a little more slyly , he quietly opened a gap through the back door, making Sirius' overzealous voice clearer.

"...Cousin, when it comes to Remus, he's one of the few people I admire, brave and kind, always putting others first, and I swear, the people he has taken care of over the years are definitely far more than I can imagine. , even if he is poor himself, uh, I mean, once, now, he is rich enough to buy a house in Diagon Alley..."

Felix looked over Mr. Tonks' shoulders and saw Sirius talking with a grin. He was very formal today, in a sharp suit, with a green handkerchief with silver thread in his breast pocket, embroidered on one corner of the handkerchief. Has the coat of arms of the Black family.

Looks like a best man.

But Felix wasn't sure if the look was counterproductive, or the reason for Sirius' increasingly blatant insinuations. Because Mrs. Tonks' face became more and more gloomy, her fingers clenched the soup spoon tightly, as if she was ready to lift it up and knock it on her cousin's head.

Felix wanted to pretend he didn't see it, so as to avenge the revenge that Sirius once framed him, but considering the stability of Future World in the next few decades, he still cleared his throat.

Sirius stopped talking and turned around in astonishment.

"Felix? Why are you here so early?"

"What else," Mrs. Tonks said with a stern face, "of course it's for your purpose."

...

More than an hour later, when Tonks came back with a nervous look, they were surprised to find that they were treated not warmly, but definitely not cold, even in Sirius. There was a smile on Mrs. Tonks' mouth when she deliberately brought up her childhood.

After dinner, they said goodbye and left. Lupin walked out of Tonks' house with light footsteps, his face half incredulous and half rejoicing for the rest of his life.

When they were about to part, Sirius patted him on the shoulder. For a moment, Lupin seemed to understand something, and his eyes were wet. He hugged Sirius hard, took a long time to let go, then turned to Felix.

"Felix, it's my birthday—"

"Work hard," Felix said destructively. Sirius on the side rolled his eyes.