Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

Fudge's face was greatly embarrassed.

His expression is quite wonderful. It is a feeling of being knocked sap suddenly when people are happy and most proud. Fudge wiped the sweat that kept coming out and stammered. Said: "It's really, really wonderful."

Felix said sincerely: "Since the matter is over, the Ministry of Magic is stationed in the Auror team in Hogwarts--"

"Ah, You said this, of course it has to be withdrawn. The Ministry of Magic is now seriously understaffed..." Fudge immediately agreed: "You know, two large-scale events are held in succession."

Felix accepted with satisfaction. He started magic and hid the dementor cut from under the eyelids of Ministry of Magic and Auror in the mezzanine of the ring. He used the ring to install blackroot last year. That was one of the gains of his and Belby’s adventures in the Forbidden Forest. .

As for the number of dementors, not many, only a dozen, after all, acting still costs some money.

Afterwards, Felix and Fudge had a chat. Fudge complimented, and even with a bit of flattery, promised to give away the best tickets for the Quiddich World Cup this summer. Although not very much needed, Felix still smiled Accepted.

"This time it was indeed a mistake in our work. No, it was some people's mistake." Fudge glanced at Umbridge, who was unconscious in disgust. "We will minimize the loss, please rest assured. ..."

When he said this, Umbridge's body trembled.

It turned out to be pretending to be faint, Felix thought. It seems that he really left a huge psychological shadow on the Ministry of Magic senior official. He would rather lie on the ground than face him. It's hard to say, she might not want to face this cruel reality...

Fudge took his hands and left in a hurry. He wanted to pack the mess, and the high-profile he even arranged for reporters to come over. However, according to his plan, the front-page photo should show him walking out of Hogwarts with Sirius Black, and solemnly announcing that he will not leave any soil for the evil to survive, but an accident happened in the middle of the play, and it was even more uncomfortable afterwards. The reined wild horse, moved towards a completely unpredictable direction.

Umbridge was lying on a deformed stretcher and was taken away floating, next to Pettigrew Peter's body. She was heartbroken at the moment, and she estimated that she would be refrigerated when she returned. She didn't know when she would regain Fudge's trust.

When he walked to the main entrance of Hogwarts, Fudge signaled one of his men to go out early. The hapless Auror walked out of the school gate expressionlessly, facing a glare of flashing lights, he quickly blocked his face. The other hand kept waving, "Don't shoot! Don't shoot!"

After a few minutes, Fudge carefully revealed half of his face, and after confirming that all reporters had been driven away, he quickly took it away. People left.

It’s different from Ministry of Magic’s embarrassed departure. Hogwarts is the completely opposite scene. The students cheered and raised the wand and shot one after another sparks from the tip, red, green, yellow, and blue. ...It looks like a grand fireworks show.

Hermione appeared quietly, made a smooth gesture at Felix, followed the student with two random jumps, pretending that he had been there all the time.

At this time, several people on the bridge also came over, Harry supported Sirius, and Lupin dragged Severus behind.

"Harry! Your Patronus is awesome!"

Quidditch Captain Oliver Wood snatched Harry over. Before he could react, he found himself being lifted by the crowd. Reaching their shoulders, they cheered and threw Harry into the air. "We won!" "We won!" the crowd yelled in excitement. The voices were louder and louder. When Harry was thrown to the highest point, he turned his head and looked towards the side. Sirius smiled at him and Harry felt his chest. Something stirred, it was a happy enough emotion, he pulled out wand, the silver stag Patronus flew out of the tip again, and kept jumping in the air.

A few bold students tried to pull Felix over. If he didn’t stop, they would dared to throw Professor Haip into the sky, but this did not happen. When Professor Haip While staring at them with calm eyes, these students stepped back hesitantly and turned to look for Harry.

Later, Dumbledore came back. In the headmaster's office, he listened patiently to all of this and smiled and said, "It seems I missed a very exciting scene." He looked at Sirius. Happily said: "Tomorrow I will go to Ministry of Magic to discuss with Fudge about pardoning you."

Professor McGonagall said: "Ministry of Magic will definitely compromise. Too many people have heard of Pettigrew. What Peter said before his death."

Dumbledore slightly nodded: "I agree with you, Minerva, but I also know how soft Fudge's ears are." He paused slightly, skipping the topic. "Pettigrew Peter really mentioned that Voldemort is coming back? It seems that in the months since he disappeared, he did a lot of things."

Felix reminded: "He also found Voldemort A helper, and we don’t know anything about this person’s identity."

Dumbledore said gently: "You are right, Voldemort has been struggling on whilst at death's door before, in the Albanian Forest... But soon, if not unexpected, he will appear in the bright spot."

"Albanian Forest?"

"According to my source, he was hiding in the forest. Deep down, possessing all kinds of small animals," Dumbledore looked thoughtful and said: "Perhaps Pettigrew Peter got the help of his children."

Felix knows the meaning of headmaster, he refers to It's a mouse, Pettigrew Peter can communicate with the mouse.

"But—Albus," Professor McGonagall said in amazement: "If he has been there, why..."

"Because we can’t do anything about him, he is better than ghost. Not as good, it's like the shadow of illusory, believe me, Minerva, it must be painful," Dumbledore said.

Out of the headmaster room, Sirius found Felix, his expression is quite complicated: "I know you are very researching on old things..."

"Why," Felix looked at He, jokingly said: "Do you want to sell some House of Black collections?"

Sirius twitched his lips, "I see which one I give you for free. Don't interrupt, Kreacher told me something. It has something to do with Voldemort, and it has something to do with my...brother."

"Your brother?"

"Regulus Arcturus Black, he and I thought about it It's not the same. In short, he stole something from Voldemort and put himself in for it. I think it must be very important to Voldemort."

Felix's expression became serious: "What is it?"

"A golden locket, dirty, with a small snake on it, if it weren't for Kreacher to confess, I would not care, there are too many similar things at home..." Sirius described it carefully.

He continued: "But after I studied for a long time, I found out that it is really unusual. Kreacher cannot destroy it. The same is true for me. Even if I use the most powerful magic, I just barely cut on it. Open a small mouth, and it will recover on its own within a short time."

Felix pauses, is hard to destroy, and repairs itself. These are the hallmarks of Horcrux!

The book "Secrets of the Darkest Art" he saw in the Black House, gave a very detailed introduction to the production methods and characteristics of Horcrux-except that it is hard to destroy and can resist most In addition to incantation, it also has a strong ability to repair itself with magic. If you can't find an appropriate method, it is useless to smash Horcrux and grind it into powder.

The known method to destroy Horcrux is Fiendfyre Curse, or the scouring of massive magic power, but that is the only means available to wizards of the four founders level.

"Let's pass now!" Felix said decisively.

They turned a corridor and saw Harry on the corner. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Harry!" Sirius said, "Why are you here alone, don’t you celebrate with your friends?"

Harry faintly said, "I didn’t celebrate too much. I went to see Ron and he was fine, except for the Scabbers thing that made him a little sick... When I came back, I heard that you were in the headmaster's office, so I just came over and have a look. How is your injury?"

"It's okay, you see, it's all minor injuries." Sirius kicked exaggeratedly.

Harry smiled, and he said expectantly: "Then do you have time now? Will you live in Hogwarts tonight? I can let out my bed."

Sirius Looking at him hesitantly, Felix said sympathetically: "Harry can be with us and send him back before the lights are turned off."

Harry looked at them puzzledly, leaving school so late? Where are you going?

When he saw the fire in the fireplace in the professor’s office, he recalled it all at once: "floo powder? I have seen it at Ron's house and have used it..."

He remembered his unpleasant experiences of using floo powder on the road. He hated the feeling of turning around in the stove and feeling dizzy. However, it must be admitted that compared with Disapparation, floo powder is quite comfortable. The way to travel.

"Don't worry, Harry." Sirius said, "Take a breath, remember, 12 Grimmauld Place."

Harry grabbed a handful of floo powder and sprinkled it in the fireplace. The fire suddenly jumped up, and the color became jade green. He suffocated his breath and said: "12 Grimmauld Place." His silhouette disappeared.

In the office, Sirius motionless.

"You have something to tell me?" Felix asked.

"I actually want to ask you for a favor--" Sirius took a deep breath, clenching his fist tightly, "I want to bring Regulus back."

"Regulus You said before..." Felix woke up: "He didn't take the locket from Voldemort, but some secret place?"

Sirius nodded, "I've been there, and it turned out that The door can't get in."