Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

Felix is ​​slightly nodded, he knows that Dumbledore has a lot of friends and friends all over the world. If you add in the number of admirers, ten Lockharts are no match.

Sometimes he couldn't help but wonder whether Dumbledore seemed to be so busy because he was hiding in the office and writing letters to pen pals all over the world...

cough cough! Don’t think so. Headmaster should be doing business, such as analyzing Tom Riddle’s childhood life. He can also write an article "The Impact of Childhood Growth Environment on Wizard’s Key Life Choices: An Analysis of One, Two, and Three Points". Papers.

Felix took out the stone basin from the ring, and the two entered the inner space. Here was a white world with foggy surroundings.

Dumbledore looked around with interest, and he exclaimed: "You only have this ability in this world. Judging from the magic traces left, it is very subtle, yes... subtle."

Felix asked: "Can't other people do it?" He didn't feel anything, he thought of it, and made it, and he thought it was a defective product at the time, not comparable to the original meditation basin , So I have never cared.

It was also gradually developed its use later.

Dumbledore said: "Let me talk about what I can see, ancient runes, alchemy, solid charm, Extension Charm, transfiguration, memory magic... It's very special, I seem to see a solid magic power Node..."

He extended the hand, and his slender fingers touched the air, and the surrounding clouds immediately surged.

"What is this?" he asked curiously.

"The memory node is also the magic power node here." Felix said briefly.

Dumbledore slightly nodded, "It seems that you have made improvements. You are getting farther and farther from the function of the Pendant Basin, but it is closer to the House of Request."

His gaze swept sharply. Passing around, Felix felt a faint tingling, filled with a layer of goose bumps on the skin like stress.

Headmaster has a keen eye.

Although the shape of the thinking stone basin is very similar to the meditation basin, its principle is closer to the house of responsiveness. The Extension Charm is used to pull the space to the size of five or six baskets. The interior is full of various Kind of blank memory fragments, and with the help of magic text to seal up without leaking. He also used memory nodes to build a more stable structure.

The advantage of this is that real people and false illusions can interact, and as the owner of the stone basin, Felix can use the memory energy of everywhere to show his ability in the thinking house .

Felix took a few steps, the clouds were surging, and a path was opened. An ancient pyramid appeared in front of the two of them. He showed a smile and issued an invitation, "headmaster, this is a real experience from my summer vacation. Uh, the level adapted from the real experience... Do you want to try it?"

Dumbledore took his gaze away from the memory node and carefully looked at the pyramid in the clouds. He knew that all of this was false, maybe It's just the realization of a memory, but it looks quite real.

Has Felix really mastered the principle of a house on demand? He became interested and moved towards the open golden door. He could see that the inside of the pyramid was dark. I don’t know where a beam of light was projected from. It shone into the seven or eight feet inside the door, but it seemed deep. The place is getting darker.

The two walked into the pyramid. In the next second, Felix's silhouette suddenly disappeared, and the door suddenly closed.

Dumbledore looked at the gloomy horror of the pharaoh's grave with its miserable and miserable soundtrack, and muttered: "I'm just an old man..." He pulled out the wand, and his arm fell sharply, "Om~ "The magical fluctuations made the entire pyramid shake together.

If it has legs, it may run away.

All around Felix’s sigh echoed: "headmaster, this is just a toy I made for the members of the Mowen Club. I just thought that I could use it to train the champion. It can’t stand your full strength... …"

Dumbledore's gaze seemed to see the top of the pyramid, and Felix was sitting lazily on it, waiting for him there.

Dumbledore slightly smiled, put away the wand, and climbed up the stairs along the only road. Various grotesquely shaped creatures appeared on the face, but they were blocked by the sudden emergence of vines, chains and tenacious barriers. A few minutes later, he opened a door, and Felix sat outside, looking out at the sea of ​​clouds.

"Albus, what do you think?"

Dumbledore said jokingly, "I want to praise your imagination, Felix. There are still signs of spiders and pythons. What's the matter with those ka ka noisy and deformed cars? Is it the inspiration for Arthur's car? But as far as I know, it stayed well in the Forbidden Forest and did not develop any strange abilities.

There are also monsters with Insect skeletons and acid spitting out at the mouth..."

Felix casually said, "Some are fabricated, some are seen in the movie, so take it. Borrow it." His two calves were hanging outside, shaking constantly.

"It's amazing, but unfortunately I haven't studied it in depth." Dumbledore said, he thought about it, and commented: "Our thoughts are actually similar. Your... weird creatures, take It’s not bad to exercise students’ adaptability, but you can see that you don’t spend too much time and have less connection with reality."

Felix also admits this, "The more you understand, the more you remember It will be more real. This is the disadvantage of constructing virtual memory, and I can’t help it. Rather than make a four-dimensional image and make students misunderstand, it’s better to make a fake one deliberately, obvious at a glance."

If he intends to construct a sphinx, he must have a good understanding of the habits of this magical creature, otherwise he will change it for granted, and the students believe it is true, in case he encounters a real sphinx in the field. Sri Lanka, may make a fatal mistake.

Dumbledore slightly nodded, agrees with him. Every time I exchange magic with Felix, there will be novel gains. He thought down along this line of thought, and quickly thought of a perfect method. He thought of a person, if it were him, he would definitely be able to reproduce the magical creatures vividly--

the most outstanding magical in the world. Creature protection expert, Newt Scamander.

The only doubt was whether it was necessary or not. Dumbledore secretly wrote down this thought and decided to observe again.

"I also found a problem. It may not be a problem, but it is worth noting." Dumbledore said, "The protection methods in this place are a bit single. As long as you have a certain understanding of memory magic, you can borrow it. The power here."

He waved his hand, and the pyramid at the feet of the two of them collapsed in an instant. They stood abruptly on a square, and Felix had just seen the stained glass on a dilapidated chapel. , The next second, the scene turned into an empty high ground, and there was another flower in front of them, they were standing in front of the windowsill of Hogwarts Castle.

Dumbledore whispered: "When it comes to memory magic, I actually can’t compare to you, but I can still realize these scenes. Also, I just penetrated my will to let the surrounding My environment mistakenly thought I'd'use spell success', and they became what I wanted..."

Felix shrugged: "You make a lot of sense, there are indeed a lot of loopholes. I just don’t bother to change it. After all," he smiled dangerously and kept twisting his fingers, "If any student in the club dares to seize every opportunity, I will let him experience a 20-minute free fall..."

Dumbledore was dumb.

...

They came out of the stone basin, and Dumbledore will have to prepare for a while to retrieve the memories of his youth. Fortunately, every headmaster must leave his own portrait. , He is not unfamiliar with this process.

Felix returned to the office and suddenly thought of something amid the intensive raindrops. He drew out the wand and tipped the silver rays of light. Swift Patronus was transformed in midair. Afterwards, he put the wand on his forehead and drew a ray of silver line, outlined in the air, a silver white cloak slowly appeared.

Swift Patronus let out a call and plunged into the cloak. After the dazzling rays of light disappeared, a ghost with his face hidden under the cloak appeared.

"Just call you...well, forget it, see if you can fool the ghost in the castle."

Felix looked at the'ghost' in front of him, a bit like getting With a dementor with a face value bonus, he suddenly remembered that there were more than a dozen in his ring. The schedule was too full recently, and the original research work had to be postponed again and again.

The silver white'ghost' was about three feet off the ground and turned around to leave. "You can find Peeves. He is afraid of Baron for a reason." Felix reminded.

"sou!"

'ghost' disappeared all of a sudden, Felix reached out and held his forehead, "The speed has not changed at all, anyone can see the problem."

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He took over Patronus and wandered through the castle from its perspective...

Meanwhile, on the Hogwarts express train——

In the carriage, a golden The shadow of ran around in the carriage endlessly. When it approached, Harry reached out and grabbed the golden snitch. "Good shot!" The passing twin gave him a thumbs up.

Harry grinned, expecting Cho Chang to pass through the corridor and inadvertently see him grabbing the golden snitch. She is the Seeker of Ravenclaw, and she should know how difficult this action is.

He saw Cho Chang in the corridor just now, and couldn't help but want to do something, and then he thought of Sirius's advice to him, awkwardly, and turned it out from the gift box.

He is very proficient now. Whenever he is bored at Dursley's house, he will release the golden snitch to practice for a while.

There was a loud noise from the door, and a familiar, dragging voice floated in from the small finger-sized gap at the door.

"...Do you know that father really considered sending me to Durmstrang instead of Hogwarts. He knew the headmaster of that school. But my mother didn't want me to go to school so far... … Durmstrang’s students are really learning dark magic, I mean, some magic is useful..."

Hermione stood up, walked on tiptoe to the compartment door, and closed the door. Yan, don't let Malfoy's voice come in.

"Leave the golden snitch alone, you look so stupid, Harry." She said impatiently.

Harry was preparing to put away the golden snitch in an absurd manner. Ron took it and said, "Lend me to play for a while." He just glanced at it for a long time. Harry shrugged at Hermione. "Ron!" Hermione yelled. Ron shook his hand and slapped Harry on the face.

"Oh, sorry, Harry—"

There was a tumultuous jump in the carriage, Ron's new owl was hopping around in the cage, and Hermione's pet cat "whipped and whimpered" Screaming, when everything subsided, Harry left a flushed slap mark on his face, and two scratches from the cat's paws.

He immediately changed his mind. He was regretful not to meet Cho Chang before, but now he sincerely hopes that he will never run into her.

Even when the cart with snacks passed by their carriage, Harry begged Ron and Hermione to go out and buy it.

After a while, Ron came back with a bunch of snacks and put it on the small table, with a strange expression on Harry saying, "You are right."

" What?" Harry tore open a bag of chocolate frogs and bit off the frog's head in one bite.

"We met Cho Chang and came to buy snacks with her friends. Fortunately, you didn't go..."

Harry choked suddenly and he coughed sharply. His face flushed, "What are you talking nonsense—"

"Okay," Ron grabbed his shoulders and said with a smile, "I saw it last semester, you have thoughts about her, It's quite obvious-if you don't believe me, ask Hermione."

Harry was suddenly pierced in his mind, and he wanted to find a place to dig in.

Hermione raised her eyebrows, "I thought you were laughing all the way because you saw Malfoy practicing lighting in the carriage. This is illegal, I must tell—"

"——Professor Haip." Ron answered, shaking his head, "This is a train, no one cares. Why not talk about Durmstrang, what is that?"

...

The sky is getting dark. In fact, the sky has never been bright, and the thick rain clouds have obscured everything. After some time, the Hogwarts express train finally slowed down and stopped at the pitch-black Hogsmeade station.

The door of the car opened, and there was a rumble of thunder in the air.

The three shivered, watching the heavy rain outside and the howling wind. "We won't be drowned on the road?" Harry said.

"Think about Hagrid," Ron replied without hesitation. "He has to take the First Year new student to cross the river by boat. It's really exciting in this kind of weather."