Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

In the evening.

Felix came out of the auditorium after dinner and was stopped by Cedric and Roger Davis waiting in the corridor.

"Meteorological magic? This is a very remote magic branch." Felix looked at Cedric in surprise.

"I think it’s very suitable for the first task." Cedric said soberly: "When you can’t beat the enemy, you can try to use roundabout means, such as hiding and obscuring the line of sight. I have been in the past two days The library found an incantion, surrounded by clouds and mist, which can create a mist out of thin air, so that I don’t have to use the combination of the water curse and the explosion curse."

"Do you want to develop in this area? "Felix thought about it seriously, and said slowly: "It's not impossible, but the fog will be restrained by Dragon's flames. Have you ever thought about this?"

"Professor Flitwick gave it to I have some suggestions. He said that the incantation necessary for those dragon trainers is Extinguishing Spell, which can extinguish the magic flame of Dragon in a targeted manner——"

Felix clicked nodded, and said approvingly: "This is the point. Yes, but it requires a lot of practice."

"Yes, that incantion is too difficult. We are not sure whether we can reach the level of those dragon trainers before the game. So there must be a backup plan. In Classroom 7, we already knew enough about Dragon and knew the characteristics of each dragon. Collins came up with an idea—"

"Why didn't she come?"

"Oh, uh, she has confiscated a batch of illegal badges and is filling out the form..."

Felix clicked nodded, "Go on, what's her idea?"

"Professor Sprout's greenhouse No. 8 inspired her. As you know, there are seven greenhouses in the school, and the virtual greenhouse in classroom No. 7 is the eighth..." Cedric explained: " Professor Sprout's memory has copied all kinds of rare plants, but the more rare, the more...weird."

He carefully selected the words and said. He and Roger and Collins had tried it, but various magic plants fiercely taught them a lesson. Demon Ghost Vine, Whomping Willow, Black Thorns, Explosive Berries, Mimbulus Mimbletonia Pus... There are many things they don't even know.

In the end, Sprout’s memory came out and rescued them. Roger Davis was swallowed by a huge umbrella plant, leaving only two legs. Even though they knew there was no mortal danger, they still had lingering fears.

This caused Cedric to be a little afraid of laughed own head in the next few days.

But it was precisely because of the deep impression that they passed through the barriers that they subconsciously relied on this aspect when they were learning Dragon knowledge and thinking about coping strategies.

"Sprout head is a bit reluctant," Cedric said, "but she still gave us some precious black thorn seeds."

He looked towards Roger next to him. Davis, "Roger has learned the growth spell, and the potion blending is also good. According to the method of Professor Sprout, we can get a batch of black thorns that can grow quickly."

"The only drawback is This approach cannot be a conventional method of confrontation. Because the seeds of black thorns are precious, and the use of potions and growth spells will destroy the structure of the seeds and make them wither quickly."

Felix thought in his mind After a while, isn't that the beaded pouch of your little assistant? There are still a few Demon Ghost Vine strips in her small bag, maybe she has forgotten them all. Its function is similar to the method proposed by Cedric, except that the Demon Ghost Vine bar is processed with magic text.

Felix thought silently, and for a while he looked towards the two of them.

"I originally planned to put this part of the content on the weekend to explain the mutual restraint and cooperation between incantions, and then test the incantions you are good at, formulate strategies based on your own characteristics, and finally use the advantages of classroom 7 Repeated practice...but now that you have your own ideas." Felix took out a parchment, shua~ shua~ shua~ and wrote down the names of several books and a string of incantion.

"There are some information about meteorological magic, you can look at it first." He suddenly frowned and put away the sticking out paper. "I think it's a bit different. If you say who is the best at Meteorological magic, except for the tent merchant, Mr. Scamander must be counted."

"Mr. Scamander?" Cedric and Roger Davis looked at him curiously.

"Ah, that's right." Felix reminiscent, "He and his wife live in seclusion in Dorset. I visited once during my vacation. That's how my sniffing came from. They have A huge basement. The basement has been expanded with Extension Charm. It contains magical creatures from all over the world that need to be taken care of."

Cedric and Roger Davis blinked, as if thinking of something .

"You should know that different magical creatures are suitable for living in different environments. For this reason, Newt has divided different areas. The terrain and weather of each area are completely different. There are volcanoes and Deep water, thunderclouds, jungle... Although not big, it is very comprehensive."

"We completely ignored this!" Cedric shouted, and he glanced at Roger David Si, both of them have a kind of impulse, wishing to run to classroom 7 now.

Waiting for them to leave with excitement, Felix turned his thoughts, he didn't care much in the past two days, didn't expect young wizards to be quite active. So are Harry and them the same?

Will you also work hard in secret?

He smacked his lips. Active students are good ones. He started to look forward to tomorrow.

But tonight, he has another important meeting.

In the evening, the night is deep.

November night is very cold, especially on the top of the unobstructed mountain, the wind whimpers and the trees sway.

Felix sat on a bare rock, calculating the time of the full moon in his heart, unconsciously, it was eleven o'clock.

"puff!"

A silhouette appeared suddenly, wearing a hood and cloak with precious fur.

Felix glanced at the stranger, "Lucius, your cane is so beautiful."

Lucius put down his hood, his pale-gold hair looked like it at night Silver-grey, he breathed out a cold breath, and met Felix's eyes, shivering abruptly, groaned.

"Legilimens?" he said angrily.

"Relax, I am usually not so rough, but since you seek to cooperate with me, I always have to try your abilities first...This is the basis of all cooperation."

Lucius frowned.

He realized something was wrong. Before that, no, to be precise, before the Quiddich World Cup, his attitude towards Felix has always been close. Except at the funeral of Sirius' brother Regulus · Black, he represented several pure-blood families, trying to incorporate a dazzling new star into his group, and did nothing else.

Unfortunately, that attempt failed.

But then Felix faintly expressed a cooperative attitude. He was very familiar with the speech style at the funeral. In his imagination, Felix is ​​preparing to enter politics and enter the Ministry of Magic. Of course, he wouldn't pay attention to the ordinary position at all, so it could only be Fudge's position.

If you want to become the head of Ministry of Magic, you will inevitably need the support of a part of the family. And Malfoy can control the attitude of a large group of people.

But this is not the only possibility. Because I don't know when, Felix's influence has been very far-reaching. Lucius stared at Felix with his rigorous schemes and deep foresight. He vaguely felt that Felix was imitating a person.

Dumbledore!

The same academic results are impressive, the same strength, the same preference for muggle, and even-they have become professors of Hogwarts.

The only difference is that Felix also opened a company, which was run by the werewolf.

How could Lucius not know who Lupin is? The first generation of Order of the Phoenix members, Felix hired Dumbledore, what does this mean?

He chewed carefully the meaning of Felix’s words, and sweated in the cold wind. After thinking about it for a long time, he opened the mouth and said smoothly: "You should have said the opposite. , Mister Haip? It’s you who sought to cooperate with the Malfoy Family—"

"Yes," Felix said softly, "It seems you don’t know how dangerous your situation is. It’s not in the Quiddich world cup. Bad behavior, even though I really want to give you a curse... I remind you, diary."

Lucius Malfoy's face turned pale with a brush.

"Mister Haip, I don’t understand what you mean."

"There are some things that I won’t disclose. After all, it involves your son and my students. In this respect, our will is the same." Felix said, "But I need you to be clear about where the danger is and avoid being liquidated afterwards without knowing it."

"Chamber of Secrets and Malfoy's family It has nothing to do with Draco." Lucius gritted his teeth and said, "Besides, that person is dead!"

Felix took a deep look at him, "Just think so, but it won't hinder you. When a person is okay, slowly ponder. Then, please tell me a story, a smart young wizard, um, he happens to have the same hair as you..."

"...That's it, he Defeated the Dark Lord's relic-the diary that hid his precious memories." Felix didn't mention Horcrux, but Lucius's face was now bloodless. "And I, as a professor in the school, saw through this dark magic item, and destroyed it without the slightest hesitation, thereby protecting all students, especially those from muggle."

" A brilliant victory, what do you say, Lucius?"