A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Neither Felix nor Professor McGonagall showed up for dinner, and they discussed heatedly in the office, but couldn't make up their minds. The avatar magic that Felix learned from the North Pole is not without flaws. He has only one book of spells, which is equivalent to his wand and can fully exert his combat power.

If Grindelwald insisted on making Dumbledore's death public, there was very little they could do.

The original plan was based on the premise of 'Dumbledore' fading out of the public eye, and in the future, he will only show up occasionally to prove that he is still alive. The entire magical world will slowly adapt to the fact that he is 'retiring', and even if the magical world is forced to make it public after a few years, his name can serve as an important deterrent.

Indeed, deterrence is enough.

With Felix standing in the foreground to show his strength, and becoming famous a hundred years earlier than him, Dumbledore, who is highly regarded, has outstanding achievements, and is recognized as the greatest white wizard, will become an unfathomable existence in the eyes of ordinary people.

No one wanted to anger such an old man and force him to go to battle.

And the subtlety of this plan is that even if some wizards have doubts, they do not have the courage to question, let alone assert that Dumbledore is publicly 'cursed', and the spittle stars will drown them: a general An old man who spends most of his time in the wizarding world has the right to enjoy life, but not to do business. Felix can also cooperate to let 'Dumbledore' appear, and say a few words of exhortation in public, which will not affect the overall situation at all.

The benefits are many, the cost is close to zero, and the only one who suffers is Dumbledore himself.

Too bad Grindelwald jumped out.

Felix wouldn't be arrogant enough to think that he was as good at Transfiguration as Dumbledore. If 'Dumbledore' appeared one second, Grindelwald would invite him to fight the next second. May be exposed on the spot in full view.

In a short period of time, all Felix could think of was to use the excuse of Dumbledore's injury and fight for him himself.

But the viciousness of Grindelwald's strategy is that even if they solve the immediate predicament, it does not mean that the problem is completely over, but the beginning of a series of troubles - because no matter how subtle a lie is, it can't stand repeated doubts eyes.

A magic, after seeing it for the first time, it will make people memorable and unforgettable. But if it is performed countless times, even if no flaws can be seen for a while, the public will subconsciously accept the fact that this is a 'fake'. The magician's hard-working performance will only attract more suspicion and harsh eyes, leading to the completeness of the matter. out of control.

"Felix, let's go back and think about it. We'll discuss it tomorrow." Professor McGonagall said tiredly, "I'll put the students to bed first." She left, and after a while, the students were reluctantly shouting. They all wanted to know the truth, but Professor McGonagall insisted that it was too late today, and everything would be waited until tomorrow.

She turned her head and exchanged a complicated look with Felix, knowing that this matter could not be kept secret for too long, and she had to come up with a convincing argument. In the corner, Snape grew like a silent plant in the dark, his face was expressionless, and not far from him stood Sprout and Flitwick, Flitwick stammered something in a sharp voice. .

Felix was a little sad and a little tired, and in this case, his proud magic was completely powerless.

He couldn't help thinking of Dumbledore, how many times in his long life had he really felt this powerlessness?

The castle gradually quieted down. Felix walked up the spiral staircase and came to the corridor where the principal's office was located. The stone monster did not stop him, and he pushed open the door of the principal's office.

It remains almost the same here, no different from when he first came.

He can recall almost every detail of his interview.

Delicate silverware rustled comically on the slender-legged desk, puffing out white smoke in the dark; behind the handsome brown principal's chair was Dumbledore's personal collection; the Sorting Hat lay quietly The partition; the Pensieve was hidden behind the black cabinet door; the Gryffindor sword was in a clear glass case; the golden perch behind the door was empty, where the Phoenix used to be.

The portrait of the Headmaster on the wall had an extra golden frame, and Dumbledore was sleeping peacefully and peacefully.

Felix stared at Dumbledore's portrait.

"It will take a while for him to wake up," whispered a yellow-faced wizard with dark hair and short bangs on the wall. "To connect with the whole castle, so that we can exist for a long time."

Felix nodded at him, turned silently and left the principal's office.

He suddenly thought of classroom No. 7, where there was a seventeen-year-old Dumbledore. He walked through the long corridor and suddenly stopped. The Thinking Cabin was released in an instant, but it was blocked, as if there was an invisible barrier. in front of.

Felix couldn't see the person's appearance, and in fact he didn't need it. There is only one person in the world who has the ability to do this.

"Grindelwald," he said happily, "I've been wanting to find you, but I didn't expect you to appear at this juncture. Aren't the saints afraid of you being stuck here?"

A figure in a black coat slowly walked out of the shadows, with a white rose pinned to his chest.

"They're not children, so they won't have unnecessary worries. And you're not waiting for me, so I'm here." Grindelwald said blankly, looking out the window at the scenery facing the Forbidden Forest, the moon was bright bright. "It's only been a few days, and you've replaced the protection magic outside the school - it should be Flitwick's handwriting. Are you guarding me? Too bad it didn't work."

"You don't need to tell me, you should be able to figure out the deeper meaning, that is, you are no longer welcome here." Felix said.

"I'm a little sad to say - this is where I've been the longest except for the cold, damp room. Not even a house on Privet Drive, even though I've been paying rent for a few years... you're going to bring Where am I going?" Grindelwald asked suddenly with interest.

Just as the two of them were talking, the surrounding walls became blurred, it seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and the scenery began to overlap, as if they were both in Hogwarts Castle and in a completely different place. The whimper of the night wind and the whimper of the crow could be heard in my ears.

"A cemetery, it's empty enough," Felix said quietly, "to talk about things."

Grindelwald said with a "tsk", "Talk about things? Have you finished talking about hands-on? I didn't come today to fight." He tapped the dry hand with his wand, and the castle became clear again. The eyes of the two fell on the window sill in the corridor, where there was a branch silently, as if it appeared out of nowhere, and a group of ants climbed along the branch to the cold wall.

"If you like it, here too - I thought you'd come to me first," Felix said.

His heart sank. Grindelwald's strength is not weak, and he can't test it any further. The school is really not a place to fight with all his strength, and the two are so close, the spell in his wrist does not respond at all.

"Oh, I did think so." Grindelwald said with a smile, rubbing his chin, "but then changed his mind. Although I despised Babajid Aguimbad, at least on the surface, He's the one at the top of the wizarding order."

"You value his identity?" Felix said tactfully. "Using his mouth to achieve your goals?"

Grindelwald's eyes twinkled.

"Of course I could speak out publicly, but why bother? His words are much more convincing than mine, and no magic newspaper will refuse to publish his speech, and all I have to do is tell the truth - you You know, Felix? Agimbad was an orphan from the last wizarding war, and he had good reason to hate me, but the truth is that he compromised and agreed to negotiate with me, for a false peace. I also only recently learned about it ."

"It sounds like a jerk, so you lied to him?" Felix was surprised. Babajid wouldn't believe his nonsense so easily, would he?

Grindelwald shook his head slightly and laughed maliciously. Felix waited for him to stop, and Grindelwald sighed:

"Do you think I can only persuade others by deception? I offered him an offer that he couldn't refuse, and the temptation was so great that he lost his ability to think calmly - without me wasting any more words, he could convince himself, according to my Think and act."

"I'm very curious about this. Can you give me a hint? Maybe I have a chance to use it." Felix said lightly.

Grindelwald looked at him for a moment, grinned, and made a silent mouth.

Felix opened his eyes.

"Unbreakable oath?" he muttered. Very shocked. He glanced at Grindelwald's wrist subconsciously, froze slightly after seeing his left hand turn black, and then moved his gaze to the hand holding the wand.

"Of course it hasn't been signed yet," Grindelwald glanced at him strangely, "the statement he made today is the premise of the oath, but—well, I'll go look for him after I've talked to you, and maybe meet you. What about the little girl minister. A whole bunch of Ministers of Magic and representatives to be witnesses - and I'm sure Agimbad would - the oath would be unbelievably binding."

Felix pursed his lips and swallowed.

"Oh, I understand." Grindelwald said slowly: "People like us are not used to handing over our fate to others, but this is more convincing, what do you think? For example, I told you now, but Can you stop this?"

"What are you going to swear?" Felix said with some difficulty.

"Probably can't kill people casually, and can't take the initiative to provoke wizard wars." Grindelwald said vaguely, and he acted casually, as if he thought this matter was nothing to care about.

Felix raised his eyebrows.

"Have you found a way to break the Unbreakable Oath?"

"..." Grindelwald was silent for a moment and asked curiously, "Why do you think so?"

Felix was also silent.

Is this way of thinking wrong?

Did Grindelwald really intend to take an oath? Is his brain broken? An idea flashed through Felix's mind, and he reminded tentatively, "You hope Dumbledore can get a funeral worthy of him?"

Grindelwald immediately shrugged the tip of his nose as if he had smelled rotten flesh, with a look of disgust.

"You reminded me," he said viciously, his smile hidden in the shadows: "Where did you bury him? There are some things I can only say to his tombstone, don't tell me he is incognito, hides and dares not see him. Man, I know everything—but he's not bad if he's alive, and I was hoping to see his regretful expression."

A moment of silence. Felix raised his left hand, the emerald ring on his hand lit up, and letters flew out from it, flying all over the sky in front of him.

Grindelwald's expression froze.

"What is this?" he asked carefully, Felix seemed to be able to sense the heartbeat of the other side, but Grindelwald's eyes were like a bottomless dry well, and no emotion was overflowing.

"If you were still in Nurmengard at the moment, you would get one of them every two or three months for about twenty years. But it's not needed now," Felix said, making the letters look like dove feathers Flying towards Grindelwald like a man, Grindelwald stretched out his hand, and these letters were plundered in an instant.

There was silence again. Felix suddenly asked: "By the way, if I go to classroom 7 now, can I see one—"

"Needless to say!" Grindelwald shouted categorically, his nails sinking into his flesh, but he regained his composure immediately, as if the momentary gaffe did not exist. "Felix, there's something missing in you, so you can't stop me. I can teach you a trick:" he said coldly. "You have to burn yourself."

Grindelwald disappeared.

Felix was lost in thought, and walked back to the office with heavy steps, looking up to see a huge dark figure leaning against the door.

"Hagrid? Why are you here?"

Hagrid was startled. His face was wet with tears, his eyes were red, and he was unconsciously clutching a dirty bandanna.

"I... I've been waiting for you, Felix." Hagrid said in confusion, then his eyes became fearful and his voice choked, "I read, saw... Dumbledore in the newspapers. ... tell me it's not true."

Felix hesitated, how should he answer, continue to lie? When Aginbad and Grindelwald forged a bond by an unbreakable oath, it was impossible to hide.

He stood on tiptoe and patted Hagrid on the shoulder.

Hagrid's expression was stunned, and suddenly he let out a howl like a beast, and the tears rolled down in large drops, seeping into his shaggy beard. He rushed over and hugged Felix, and Felix groaned, casting a Humanoid Iron Armor on himself, and the spell was shaky; he cast a whispering spell to prevent Hagrid from waking up the entire castle.

When Hagrid was tired of crying, Felix looked like he had been pulled out of the water. He took Hagrid to the office and let him sleep on the sofa. The next morning, Warren and Felix, who had not slept all night due to the deafening snoring, left the office and went to Professor McGonagall to talk about what happened last night.

Professor McGonagall was shocked to hear that.

But it didn't take long for Ms. Burns to get word that it was all true. Just last night, hundreds of Aurors were waiting in full force, and the Ministers of Magic from more than ten countries were on the scene, witnessing the scene of Aginbad and Grindelwald signing the contract.

The next morning, Professor McGonagall sadly (and relieved) announced the news of Dumbledore's death to all teachers and students.

While the students were extremely shocked and immersed in great grief, Professor McGonagall hurriedly announced Principal Dumbledore's last wish, and then hardened her heart to prepare for Dumbledore's funeral. Since it was no longer a secret, she hoped to be able to rush. Send students to funerals to express condolences to Dumbledore before their holiday.

Hogsmeade was filled with wizards from all over the world almost in the blink of an eye. What these people heard was actually the news that Arginbad had announced to the outside world, and before that, they set off to prepare for the encounter with Dumbledore's body. Last goodbye.

Torrential rain poured down that night, lightning and thunder.

Everyone's heart is heavy, and it seems to be wet by the rain. The next day, the sky cleared, the Hogwarts school gates opened wide, and witches and wizards from all over poured into the school. Felix's eyes wandered through the crowd. He was looking for someone, and he knew that Grindelwald would definitely appear.

All of Grindelwald's plans will be revealed today.