Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

After a long time, Felix withdrew from the thinking cabin.

From the outside world, he seemed to be in a daze for ten minutes, but the Longbottom old man held his breath and asked with trembling lips: "How... I saw Frank suddenly Motionless."

Felix squeezed his temples, and sat on the chair next to him a little tiredly: "A huge project, but ah," he smiled brightly, "I have a cure. "

Longbottom old man let out a depressed scream, she covered her mouth tightly, her eyes suddenly covered with a layer of mist, and she took a few steps back and sat on the hospital bed, "Is it true?" , Professor Haip? Mister Haip, I hope—oh, I don’t want to ask too much, as long as they can remember something..."

"No no, ma'am. I had a plan before I came. , So either can't do anything, or theoretically it can be completely cured."

Felix said in a relaxed tone: "Although I am not humble enough to say so, what I am most worried about is facing a broken soul.

If this is the case, even if I have gotten some pointers from a Grand Sorcerer, they still have very little probability of recovering completely.

Fortunately, the worst-case scenario It didn’t happen. I just need to complete a puzzle, maybe with some emotional power..."

Longbottom Old Lady calmed down, she said cautiously: "Can I understand your treatment philosophy? , After all, Frank and Alice have been sentenced to death by St. Mungo's most authoritative healer..."

She originally wanted to hold this remark in her heart and pretend to completely trust Felix so that she can Let herself spend a few months with hope, but as a tough witch, she has her own persistence in sending her son and daughter-in-law to the battlefield by herself.

"Of course, please don't resist." Felix snapped his fingers again and pulled her into the thinking cabin.

For a long while, she suddenly said with high spirits, "This is the thinking house, a powerful memory magic? It's a miracle. I already believe you can do it. I need to find Melim..."

"Oh, please don't do this for now, madam. I don't want too many people to know about this. It hasn't been successful yet, hasn't it? Not everyone will accept outsider's fingertips." Felix Say.

"You're right, Mister Haip." The Longbottom old man seriously considered his suggestion, and she didn't want to avoid the intervention from St. Mungo's, but she was going to consult Dumbledore.

This has nothing to do with trust or not, but Dumbledore, as the founder of Order of the Phoenix, has the right to know about it. Moreover, he can also help to check the deficiencies.

"Mister Haip, in your opinion, how long does it take to see the effect?"

"I can spare one morning a week. To be honest, I am willing to spend more This is really an interesting topic for the time being. Maybe after success, my thinking house magic will reach an incredible level..."

Felix's voice is gradually low and unspeakable. He always believes that there is a room for requests. It is Ravenclaw's "Thinking House", so I have been thinking about how to make it come to reality.

On the night of restoring the zooming spell and obtaining the magic ball, he touched a scale and a half of this realm—thousands of magic symbols were pulled out of the thinking cabin, but in this special state Never succeeded again.

Now, he sees hope again.

Felix said to the Longbottom old man, "I can’t guarantee the exact time, but I think they should be able to recognize their family by Christmas at the latest."

"I am looking forward to this, Mister Haip, this may be the best Christmas gift I have ever received in my life."

"I don’t want to pour cold water, madam. But we’d better keep it limited. Be optimistic to avoid accidents."

"This is your motto, always be vigilant? I thought of a friend who also has a pessimistic view of the future."

" No, I just prefer to create the future with my own hands."

……

When they walked out of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, the two of them talked about artificial creation by the way. Felix has not considered the magic power riot, he just provided some ideas in general.

"My actions may hurt Neville's feelings, so I have to get your approval." Felix said, he thought he was a bit evil, but he still said it.

"If I didn't know you to a certain extent, I thought...and, don't you worry about Neville misunderstanding you?" she couldn't help asking.

Felix shrugged, "I will ask for his forgiveness afterwards, whatever he thinks of me."

Longbottom old man looked at him with complicated expressions: "I may never I can’t understand a Slytherin’s idea, even a good person like you. According to you, if successful, the child will inspire stronger innate talent, at least not much worse than others..."

She added: "And you may suffer a lifelong misunderstanding, Mister Haip, the child is more persistent than you think."

Felix calmly reminded her: "Madam, I don't want to To flaunt my innocence. In fact, I am discussing with you how to hurt a child to the greatest extent, even if only temporarily."

"I am also his grandmother, and I have a reason to do this. But you...what would they think of you if others knew about you? Some people would lash out at you, I know those boring people."

"Yeah, yeah," Felix said softly. "But I won't stop moving because I'm scrupulous about the eyes of others."

At his invitation, he and the Longbottom old man used Disapparation to come to the edge of the Forbidden Forest. The two walked all the way into the castle.

She looked at everything in the castle nostalgic: "I was caught by this spiral staircase when I was in school, and... I remember an ugly huge stone rare beast in front of Dumbledore's office."

They soon came to the "ugly huge stone rare beast" in her mouth. Felix stretched out the wand, and a silver beam passed through the gap in Gargoyle and disappeared. After a while, the silver beam came back and turned into a Silver white Swift.

It landed on Felix’s shoulder, held his head high, and made a crisp voice: "Chilled lemon juice."

Gargoyle came alive suddenly, spinning away, exposing the inside Spiral staircase.

"Let's go, Dumbledore is waiting for us." Felix said.

Pushing open a gleaming oak door, Dumbledore was looking at them with a smile, and he got up from his chair, "Mrs. Longbottom, your arrival surprised me."

Longbottom old man purse one's lip, "Dumbledore, I need your wisdom." She began to tell what they were talking about.

Dumbledore has been listening quietly, occasionally flashing a look of surprise, but he did not try to interrupt her. He waited until she was finished before he smiled and said, "So, I will soon Can you see two old friends?"

"As for the artificially constructed magic power riot..." He frowned, and looked towards Felix: "I reminded you of anything about the magic power itself. Research may lead to extremely dangerous results."

"I agree." The Longbottom old man insisted, "Neville, the child, I believe that if he knew, he would do the same. Choice. It’s just that we can’t tell him in advance."

Dumbledore fell into silence, and he said with emotion for a long time: "Maybe I am too sensitive. Judging from my perspective, your approach is not dangerous. Great, though, it might..." He looked towards Felix and asked a similar question: "Aren't you afraid of being misunderstood, Felix?"

Felix calmly said: "This matter is for everyone Saying is good, it’s good for me, so I don’t mind pushing it forward."

Dumbledore murmured, and then he said, "Felix, you stay here later and we will discuss it in detail. Next, as for Mrs. Longbottom, you..."

"I'll go to Neville," she said swift and decisively, "Take him to buy a new wand-through Minerva's fireplace, quickly go and quickly return ."

The door behind him closed.

Dumbledore's expression became serious. He stared at Felix and said solemnly: "Are you sure, about the treatment of the Longbottoms? Honestly, after the tragedy, I tried many times to patch them up. The memory of the Longbottoms, but the situation of the Longbottoms is so bad that I can’t do anything about it."

Felix said with a smile in a low voice, "Headmaster Dumbledore, I once got the selfless help of Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw..."

For him, in addition to the thinking house magic, there is another thing he did not disclose to the Longbottom old man, and that is the inheritance from Ms. Ravenclaw's memory node, or the soul node.

This is his greatest source of confidence.