Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

After the conversation with Professor McGonagall, Felix only arranged a homework, the topic is similar to the papers written by Harry and Hermione-what can help when you are in danger Are you through the crisis?

"Whether it is character, knowledge, incantation, and things you carry with you, you can write it up." The new chairman of the male and female student union passed his words to the selected students.

In the next week, many professors worked together to complete a major project, and he himself spent most of his time in the responsive house, copying the magic and magic power pipelines above, and now only The last step is missing——

Dumbledore and Felix are standing in an empty room, where there are no deformed hillsides and green spaces, and there are no traces of different venues in duels, even a week ago for selection The black hanging doors of the students are all disappeared.

Only the Extension Charm applied by Felix is ​​kept in the room, making the internal space comparable to ten Quiddich stadiums. If it were not for the ideas of the other four schools, Hogwarts could have them live here.

The professors have imposed a lot of firm spells and defensive magic. Every inch of this ancient castle is infiltrated with powerful magic power. They are more on this basis, adding some additional defensive measures.

There are only two of them in the classroom right now, and a serious conversation is going on—

"What do you think?" Felix asked.

"Worth a try." Dumbledore said lightly.

"I didn't expect that I would embed my magic into Hogwarts' defense system, which will exist for a hundred or thousand years..." Felix was in a trance for a moment, when he came back to his senses, Dumbledore is looking at him with a smile.

"Let's get started, Albus, the students outside are afraid they can't wait." Felix clenched Wand tightly and said.

Dumbledore's kindness is like flowing, he raised his wand, waved his arms like a conductor in a band, and communicated with this ancient castle in a way that Felix couldn't understand.

"Om~"

I don’t know if it’s an illusion. Felix feels that the castle under his feet has come to life, like a sleeping giant dragon. The small creatures that build nests, burrow holes, and parasitize on the scales will find that the entire world has changed.

Clusters of magic power have become entities, purple, blue, yellow, blue, bronze, green, gray... they gather and separate quickly to form a flower of magic power.

"Felix--" Dumbledore said in a deep voice.

Felix understands that he needs to fix these magic powers and form a solid link—just like a house of responsiveness.

A fluffy silver ball appeared on his hand, like the seeds of fluffy grass, and like a cluster of clustered neural networks, with light blue current flickering from time to time, it It drifted slowly to in midair, and then quickly expanded into a three-dimensional structure, occupying the entire spacious room.

Felix is ​​thinking of complex incantion, allowing these tentacles and core nodes to blend into this space little by little. The synaptic-like tentacles absorb the unowned magic power and stabilize the magic power node above.

Everything disappeared afterwards. Magic power, tentacles, nodes... They are completely fuse together with the room.

Felix switches perspectives, finds those nodes, and hides them one by one. Even a powerful wizard can hardly find them. Dumbledore did the same thing. He also arranged a stable magic power channel from the authority of the headmaster that no one knew.

As long as Hogwarts still exists, as long as it is still enrolling students, this place will be like the responsive house, and will never disappear.

Dumbledore completed all this and found that there were four more thinking stone basins in front of Felix.

"This is...?" He asked curiously, with some kind of speculation in his mind.

"It's the memory of several professors." Felix said succinctly.

He took a deep breath. Everything before this was to create a suitable environment, and the next thing was the highlight. Although this step was not difficult, he couldn't help but get nervous.

Felix controls the four thinking stone basins to fly all around, which looks like dividing the room into four parts, with a stone basin floating in the center of each area.

"What's the point of doing this?" Dumbledore asked with interest. Even for him, this is a rare large-scale magic practice. It is a rare combination of alchemy and thinking magic and transfiguration in magic circle. .

"Increase a sense of ceremony." Felix laughed and said, then his tone became serious, "Then—first manager, seventeen-year-old Albus Dumbledore."

The stone basin on the left of the two of them exploded, and countless dense silver clouds poured out from it. Then, a tall and thin young student with red-brown hair came out.

He held a wand on his slender and dexterous fingers, and lightly swiped it towards the left and right sides. One point of thick fog was two. When he was young, Dumbledore had bright blue eyes, kind and naughty in his eyes.

"old friend, you didn't give me much knowledge, my head is empty, how do I face the troublesome students?" The young Albus said, although it is a complaint, but he seems not Don't feel troubled, but smiled at Felix nodded.

Dumbledore looked at him with wet eyes, and murmured: "This is when I just graduated, young and vigorous, high-spirited and vigorous, and he thinks he has a bright future..." Shaking his long silver beard, he smiled and said, "Oh, I don't know I haven't mentioned it. When I was young, I liked bibido beans very much."

Young Albus ·Dumbledore is waving With wand, a silver wave was set off. One after another mist was like a solidified sea wave, set in midair. Then, they deformed and formed an open-air square, with a lot of red and golden decorations dotted around.

Felix and Dumbledore looked at them for a while, then turned to the other side, Felix whispered: "The second person who provides memories selflessly-Minerva McGonagall."

The second thought The stone basin was blown into powder. A young and beautiful lady stood in place. She had thick black hair, about thirty years old, and her eyes were green. This is the young Minerva McGonagall. She can see more shadows belonging to Professor Hogwarts transfiguration, with a serious expression, her hair curled up high, and a pair of square-frame glasses.

"It's really interesting..." She looked around, her lips pursed iconically, "Let me think about what I need to do, Minerva left me a task list."

Immediately, she became motionless.

The third person who appeared was Filius · Flitwick when he was young. He is also much younger than the current Professor Hogwarts Charms. He has not worn round eyes with gold rims and has a lot less wrinkles. He is wearing a suit. A solemn and rigorous suit.

According to his own disclosure, this is the clothes he wore when he won the wizard duel championship.

"Oh, Felix, Albus..." The young Flitwick leaned slightly and waved his wand gracefully. "Welcome to you. I don't think you are in the mood for a duel for the time being, but I'm here, I am waiting for you anytime."

The last stone basin exploded, and the young Felix came out. He looked exactly the same as he is now, but his expression was a little frivolous. He looked at Felix. , Pointed at him, "I need to talk to you, you have too many restrictions on me."

"Oh, you don't need it." Felix mumbled, let the layers of silver cloud take him cover.

……

Felix said to Dumbledore: “They don’t appear often, but as the manager of this Secret Realm. Their task is to make this place more dynamic and experienced. The scene is more controllable. Of course, I'm talking about after training."

Dumbledore slightly nodded: "You have told me all this, I have no opinion."

They Walking out of the room together, a dozen or so students waited outside anxiously. A little girl screamed: "Why is there no me on the list? Why?"

Professor McGonagall was comforting her and said, "Green Glass, you are too young to fit..."

"I am a champion! Champion!" Astoria yelled.

Professor McGonagall looked at her with a headache, when Dumbledore walked over and said softly, "You are little Astoria? Your father sent me a letter. Let’s take a look. , By the way, I can recommend some sweets..."

"Really?"

"Professor McGonagall can testify for me..."

McGonagall rolled his eyes on the side, but finally solved a problem. She said to Felix, "These students are left to you, Felix, I think—"

She thought about it, but didn't say anything. Turned and left.

Felix looked at the young faces, "Well, students, take your papers, and follow me in."

He took a few steps and stopped. , Looked at the half-open door, pulled out the wand, and outlined it in the air. A line of gilded letters appeared above the door, "Classroom No. 7".

Harry, Ron and Hermione glanced at each other, Harry shrugged: "This time is not just in name only, but also in reality."