A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

The last Saturday in July.

In a spacious courtyard inside the Parliament Building, the Prime Minister and several ministers stood far away in the corridor, silently watching a thin, short man hanging in the air. The man held a small long-handled hammer in his hand, and everyone's eyes focused on the black hammer head, watching the small hammer approach the crystal bottle a little bit.

In the past few days, scientists have used various methods to try to study the internal structure without destroying the bottle. In the end, it was found that observation with the naked eye is the most reliable, because the more precise the measuring instrument, the easier it is to have obvious deviations.

Today was the deadline to release the landscape in the bottle, and the staff responsible for the daily maintenance of the building's interior bravely took on the task of smashing the bottle.

A drop of sweat rolled down his cheek and down his neck. The short man stared straight at the ground, estimating the distance in his heart. "Stop!" he shouted suddenly, the rope on his body suddenly stopped, his body swayed slightly, but there was only the crystal bottle in the man's eyes.

The man swallowed, quietly encouraging himself. The bottom of the crystal bottle is inlaid with a metal base specially used for fixing, which will not be blown over by the wind and will not cause accidents. The only thing he does is to break the outer wall of the crystal bottle as rehearsed.

The metal hammer fell, and there was a crisp cracking sound, and the courtyard was silent.

"Pull me away!" cried the man, who was the closest and had the clearest view at the moment - if you don't count the cameras around him - in his sight, the crystal bottle was first covered with spider webs Fine lines, and then white light begins to bloom on each fine line.

The workers at the edge of the courtyard reacted and hurriedly tightened the rope. The short man was pulled back by the rope, but the man's eyes stared straight at the center of the field. Like a garden with life, the garden began to stretch its body. First, the soft and green grass spread out like a rising tide, faster than he could retreat, and the green seemed to pass him in the blink of an eye. His ankles, his feet had already stepped on the soft grass when he landed.

Tree saplings rose from the ground, from far to near, time seemed to lose its meaning, it only took ten seconds to be lush, a branch drooped, the man pulled a leaf absentmindedly, stuffed it into his mouth, fresh The sap and bitterness kept hitting his taste buds, and his eyes widened.

After half a minute, everything was silent.

The prime minister and ministers approached, and several workers bravely walked over. No one stopped them. Everyone looked at the golden fountain in front of them obsessively. The gurgling sound seemed to pour into their ears. In the center of the fountain stood a How many ice sculptures, or crystal sculptures? They were not sure, but when they got close, they could feel a faint coolness, and even their breath seemed to become moist. Several birds fly into the blue sky.

Everyone was silent, staring at the courtyard for a moment, and finally the Prime Minister said: "Let's hold a press conference."

Early the next morning, Ms. Burns walked into the parliament building with more than a dozen representatives of all parties in the magic world. As expected, the team included several humanoid magical races. The guards at the door tried their best to not show a surprised expression. , as if half-human leprechauns and four-legged centaurs are normal, but not worth the fuss at all (thankfully, there are no trolls in the party). Felix watched them enter, and the door slowly closed. At the same time, a dozen or so Muggles hiding around suddenly remembered the urgent matter, and they hurriedly drove home with banners, shotguns and the like, without making any waves.

A quarter of an hour later, Felix passed through the iron gate, also stopped for a moment at the magic fountain, and then walked along the corridor to the left. A flag was flying high at the top of the Victoria Tower, and he walked up the stone steps, where the parliament is stored. The important documents, he heard bursts of voices as he walked.

"Welcome to the meeting of Ms. Amelia Burns, the joint representative of the British Chapter of the Pan-Magic Alliance and the Ministry of Magic..."

Felix smiled slightly. The Pan-Magic Alliance ranks first, and the 'British Branch' is even more meaningful. Although there is only one 'branch' at present, and even the shadow of the general meeting cannot be seen, it is not important. The important thing is that wizards have reasons to remain relatively independent and not. Ruled by a non-magical regime.

There are more than one species, so why should they obey the orders of the Muggle government? The goblin's arrogance and intractability came in handy again a few days ago, only this time on the wizard's side.

Why is it so troublesome? Why promote the fusion of wizards and non-wizards while keeping wizards relatively independent?

There are so many reasons, the wizard's inability to tolerate having a strong government on his head is worth the trouble, and it's better to spend a lot of time on the sidelines than to spend months wrangling during negotiations. For wizards, even in the loosest Muggle regime, the government's binding force on the people is higher than that of wizarding society. Felix had seen some of Umbridge's ideas at the Ministry of Magic. She wondered if she found inspiration from the non-magical world. The results she pursued were surprisingly similar to the outside world.

In other words, for a group of wizards with a simple social structure, any Muggle government outside is comparable to Umbridge.

The difference in understanding and requirements for rulers between wizards and non-witches is unimaginable, and forcing them together will inevitably lead to problems. It has become the current situation in less than a month, and it has been very smooth. But it seems that the wind is smooth, but Felix voluntarily avoided most of the options with pits.

Hazards mostly start at the very end. Felix found out in advance, made arrangements as soon as possible, reached out and pushed when he met someone who was suitable and willing to solve the problem, and the rest was to observe quietly. It's not Felix's business alone, it's a crisis for the entire magic world.

Did Dumbledore publicly do anything during the First Wizarding War? No, he stayed at school. But out of the public eye, he secretly set up the Order of the Phoenix, secretly resisting Voldemort and preventing him from rushing into the Ministry of Magic to kill, this is enough, is he still required to stand guard like an ordinary Auror?

Just like Felix just stopped an incident of shock peace talks, he won't go around preaching, he has more important things to do.

Time passed and Felix came out of a stone room with a thoughtful expression on his face.

The Prime Minister held a press conference yesterday afternoon. He mentioned two important pieces of information at the press conference. One was to announce the negotiation time to the public, and the other was to respond to the rumors that wizards found ancient ruins on the moon. The news was confirmed to be correct.

The latter has also been rumored during this time.

The wizard's landing on the moon is very magical in the eyes of people who do not know magic, like being in a myth and legend; it is also incredible for ordinary wizards - when the news was announced, representatives of various countries guarding the Ministry of Magic inquired about the truth of the matter. , but they were all put off by Ms. Burns, and it was not until Felix successfully returned from the moon that the news was transmitted back to the Ministry of Magic of various countries through observers.

The first to be affected was the British Magic Newspaper, where reporters spoke with awe, and even Rita Skeeter took a half-day off to publish an impassioned article in the Daily Prophet, It seemed odd to Felix, but Ms. Burns was delighted. "The people's confidence has greatly increased, and they firmly believe that they can get through this difficult time."

Felix smacked his lips and didn't say anything, but turning around, he gave full play to the qualities of an outstanding Slytherin graduate and summoned members of the pure-blood family who nominally joined him. Felix almost forgot about them.

In the early days of the war, these guys were terrified and no one knew where the reckoning was going, and Amelia Burns seemed to be about to uproot a part of the stubborn pureblood family (though she never thought about it) to do so). At this time, Lucius, who was unwilling to be reduced to a fringe family, and Selwyn, who escaped punishment by betraying his fellow Death Eaters (there is a grapevine, he is now called 'Despicable Selwyn'), drew a group of The lost pure-blood family took the initiative to find Felix to offer their loyalty, while Felix promised not to implicate the innocent, not guilty and his family, and stabilized the turbulent situation.

Now is the time to use them.

At Malfoy Manor, Felix met these people. The scene at that time was quite embarrassing, because Snape was also pulled by him. In the living room where the meeting of the Death Eaters had been held, Felix was sitting in the chair where Voldemort sat. The light was dim and the fireplace was burning. It's like Voldemort is back. Some people who came later came in suddenly and were a little dazed, and almost blurted out their greetings to the Dark Lord.

Snape sat next to Felix's right, making it easier to communicate through the Thinking Cabin, which resulted in some sneaky eye contact. So Felix knew Snape's status as a Death Eater, and he couldn't help thinking that Voldemort must have hated himself for looking out the window before he died.

In short, the process of this meeting was not going well. Snape kept looking at him with his eyes, as if he was worried that his next sentence was to issue orders to capture the Ministry of Magic. Fortunately, the results were gratifying, and these pure blood families showed their family heritage. , after a little hesitation, he took out the contracts signed with other magical races.

These pacts, dating back centuries and still in effect today, have played a huge role in persuading non-wizard magical races in Britain to join the Pan-Magic Alliance.

There was also an interlude midway through the meeting. A pure-blood wizard tremblingly called him Your Excellency and asked him about the fact that he had landed on the moon. After getting a positive answer, he immediately flushed and suggested that Felix build a wizard base on the moon.

"Our cause will be unbreakable by then!" he said excitedly, and many people agreed.

cause? What business? Felix was puzzled, but he considered the proposal seriously. Although the relationship between wizards and Muggles is not so bad that he has to retreat to the moon, the idea of ​​a lunar base suits his appetite very well. The magic doesn't seem to be hard to come by.

It's really not difficult, Felix has thought about it carefully, creating dozens of extension spaces similar to Mr. Scamander's basement, and with the planting magic researched by Professor Bubagi, it is enough for 20,000 to 30,000 wizards in the cosmic starry sky. It's not a problem to be homeless for a few years.

The only thing required is regular maintenance.

But it was the same reason - the situation wasn't that bad, and Felix hoped it would never be used.

...

Regarding the feat of landing on the moon, Ms. Burns in the UK used radio publicity, and those close to him could also ask Felix in person, but those wizards who were far abroad were only left dumbfounded at the news.

Even if Felix has shown all kinds of incredible things before, the Ministry of Magic of various countries is still skeptical. Felix's approach is actually similar to that of Dumbledore when he was young. Through letters, academic articles, and wizards who came to communicate from all directions, all doubts became convinced, but Felix was not so. Just a lot of time.

It can be expected that Felix's next focus will turn to foreign countries. At that time, the problems he will face will be more difficult. Prime Ministers, government officials, people, public opinion, deterrence by force, seduction of interests... The magic of many countries Not a single one was resolved. The International Confederation of Wizards is on the verge of collapse.

The only thing worthy of praise is that these Ministry of Magic have been restricted by the "Secret Law" for a long time, and the instinctive reaction has made the wizarding public concealed. From Vita Rozier's mouth, Felix can learn more valuable information-no. Information released by the Ministry of Magic. Some things are more serious than they appear.

While the wizards choose to hide, skirmishes happen every day.

Faced with different environments, different strategies should be adopted. When the negotiation results here come out, if it goes well, the ministers of the Ministry of Magic of various countries will come to inquire about the details as soon as possible, and then it is time to start the second step.

While wandering in the ocean of documents and archives in the Victoria Tower, Felix confirmed in his mind the focus of the negotiation: wizarding autonomy, joint law enforcement between wizards and Muggles, the field of magic and scientific cooperation, trade, and the exchange and interaction of civil organizations. visit……

A file caught his attention.

There are newspaper clippings and analysis reports large and small, including letters sent by previous Hogwarts students, and the latest magical events around the world, such as the trajectory of Grindelwald. Felix blinked, and unexpectedly found two half-baked faces on it—

The girl who took him through in Paris University; the pianist with a broken finger. From the above analysis, it seems that they recognized themselves and took the initiative to mention this to the people around them, so they were concerned by government agents.

Felix took down the addresses of a few people - they were all in England at the moment, maybe to get up close and personal with magic? Or simply to travel? It's been really lively recently... but it also reminded Felix that he still has some non-wizard friends, such as Jim and Rebecca, he'd better ask their opinions, if he doesn't want to be traced, he Secrets can be hidden with magic.