Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

The road from the Black Lake back to the castle is full of happy laughter and cheerful voices. Felix estimated that they would occupy the auditorium for a celebration just like last time. The only difference is that the champions of several other schools also follow the direction of the crowd moved towards the castle.

"Our goal has been achieved, hasn't it?" Bagman stood by and said, "Let students experience the meaning of cooperation in competition."

"This is not like It came from your mouth." Felix smiled slightly.

"Oh, okay... It's actually Stinchcombe's speech. I got it from his office." Bagman explained in a low voice, "I'm not very good at these, but if you need to be active... …Let’s get back to business." He suddenly became uneasy.

"It's about that...what do you call the magic projector?" He faltered and looked into the distance. The students lined up along the marble steps into the castle, and heard some "cracking" explosions from time to time. Sound, or red sparks from someone’s tip.

The projection screen on the shore of the Black Lake stood in place, and several "Future World" workers circled around it. These projection screens will be dismantled and put into a temporary warehouse until they are used next time.

"Yes." Felix said, in fact, there is not much difference between a magic phonograph and a magic projector. The magic used is the same, but Felix hopes that the projector can show ordinary movies.

He looked towards Bagman, and Bagman wiped the sweat on his forehead, "I know that the'Future World' company has been authorized to sell the images of the second task..."

Felix slightly nodded, calmly said: "There is indeed this plan. The competition will bring no less topics than the Quiddich World Cup, and it will not worry about sales. The only problem is that Remus is trying to refine the projector. In Remy’s words, it’s more magical..."

"I can convince Ministry of Magic to promote these images." Bagman said, his forehead was soaked in sweat, in the sun. It looks shiny. "Used to persuade Fudge... his life has been difficult recently. He has miscalculated. No one cares whether Ministry of Magic has led to another international potion cooperation under his leadership. People want to know more exciting and eye-catching. Information, such as the competition for hegemony. A colleague of mine told me that other countries have reproduced a lot of reports from our side."

"I do not plan to change the contract—"

"Oh , Of course not, it won’t affect you. I’m just making a suggestion. Fudge will agree. He hopes to divert the public’s attention.” Bagman said slowly, “You know, the ministry has recently circulated rumors... …Dark Mark …old Barty was arrested, Scrimgeour has big opinions…"

……

"Don’t be disappointed, Hermione, we must have fun for a while." Ron said happily.

Fleur and her companion just left, she came over to thank Harry. She kissed Harry twice on the cheek, and Ron was very envious. Then the champions of Vagado separated from the crowd and admired Harry's wonderful Patronus Charm.

Captain Nona Leibert also gave Harry a body protection symbol, which looked like some kind of hollow knot woven from leaves and branches.

"It can bless you." Nona solemnly vowed.

The other two champions of Vagado stood beside her, like guards. It was the first time Harry had been so close to them, and he suddenly realized that all three of them were so tall.

Harry took the knot and murmured, "Thank you." Then he hung it on his clothes.

"It looks great." Nona said with a smile, and they turned and left.

What happened after that made the three of them overwhelmed. One by one, the champions looked for opportunities to be alone with them, just to say a few words. Even the gloomy-savvy Graves took the initiative to talk to him. Harry didn't feel good to him before because he tried to attack Hermione with huge might magic, but it was rare that he took the initiative to speak to them.

"What day is today?" Ron asked, staring.

"It should be due to Harry's Patronus." Hermione thought for a while and gave an answer.

"But, I used a magic." Harry opened his eyes wide and said, "They looked at my expression as if I did something amazing..."

"Oh, that's different, Harry." Hermione looked at him, half admiration and half regretfully in her eyes.

Harry looked back a little unclearly.

"At the end of the game, everyone is exhausted. If it weren't for your Patronus, they might have been caught back by Merpeople. That is the completely different difference-the evaluation of success and failure ," Hermione said, "I think this is why they are grateful to you."

"So," Ron startled, "We would have had the opportunity to leave everyone behind in the second task?"

"It's just a possibility." Hermione said sternly, "I guess if this is the case, maybe other squads will get at most half their current score, but that's all speculation. After all, Harry has done it. There is a choice."

Harry scratched his head. He didn't think so much at all. He just thought he had to do something in that situation, let alone Cedric and the others. Hermione's words made him blush, but at this moment Fred and Weasley twin passed in front of them. He winked at them and followed along.

"Hello, Mr. Bagman...may we buy you a drink?" Fred and George stood up and said with a smile.

"Oh, uh, children... well, let's talk over there..." Bagman said, leaving Fred and George in a hurry, and almost collided with Harry, Ron, and Hermione following behind. They slowed down tacitly and raised their ears to inquire.

"I will get a sum of money soon, when? It is today. So don't worry, children!" Bagman raised his voice, and then he disappeared into the auditorium with twin.

"Guess them—oh, Professor." Hermione said, looking at Felix.

Harry and Ron also said hello. Felix nodded towards them, smiling and saying, "Congratulations." He said meaningfully: "You will be famous for this game."

"Is it in the newspaper?" Ron was very impressed. Asked with interest, "I saw a lot of reporters coming, but they only turned around when we came out of the Black Lake, and then turned the camera at those distinguished guests." He added sharply .

"Maybe more." Felix said with a smile, "Maybe you will have letters from your own fans...I guess, in a month or two?"

Harry, they are confused To leave.

In the evening, Sirius energetic and bustling knocked on the office door, "Felix, I want to borrow your fireplace. I almost forgot, I promised to go back to school to sort out the equipment, old Vernal It can't be done by one person..."

"How is school life?" Felix asked him from the back of his chair.

"That's it," Sirius said vaguely, grabbing a puff of floo powder and sprinkling it in the fireplace, "Those naughty students... everywhere, sometimes I really want to use wand Knock them on the head."

"Maybe this is exactly what Dumbledore is worried about." Felix said.

Sirius stared at him, froze for a while, and yelled: "You mean he's worried about me hitting students? I won't—"

"I didn't say anything ," Felix looked at him with a smile, and said in a teasing tone, "but you can't think of yourself as a student anymore, maybe you like the name Child King? Want to be the head of Gryffindor?"

Sirius made a rude gesture and disappeared into the rising jade green flames.

Felix retracted his attention and stared at the Mowen Book on the table.

It lay there quietly, blinking every few seconds, as if breathing in a rhythm. He doesn't know whether to breathe, but he knows one thing, this book is indeed growing.

At first, he just wanted to organize the magic texts he learned. For convenience and habit, he chose the shape of the book. The first book of Primordial Demon was completely illusory, without any substance. Later, it had the first page and the second page.

Felix whispered: "In fact, I should have thought of it long ago. The number is meaningless. My understanding of ancient runes forms the skeleton of the book. When filled in, these magic words will spontaneously search for them. The optimal arrangement... finally the time to harvest."

His index finger gently flicked the spine of the book, and the Book of Mowen opened suddenly.