Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

Felix came out of the potion office with satisfaction and looked into the distance through the window. It is late March, and the weather has become much warmer, and the direction of looking far toward the Forbidden Forest and the mountains is finally no longer a bare brown block.

"It's a shame not to go to Forbidden Forest in such a good weather." Felix said to himself, he put a Disillusionment Charm on himself, shaken off his body, and put on the silver cloak soaring into the sky.

On the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Felix fell down, and the silver cloak behind him disappeared as a light spot. He couldn’t help thinking: “Maybe in the future introduction about me, there will be an article on “Cooperate with Dumbledore” Researched out twelve usages of Patronus Charm'?"

He was amused by the idea and wandered in the Forbidden Forest. When you get close, you will find that although the weather is still cold, many plants have already drilled out of the icy soil, revealing one after another bud.

He also saw a bunch of musk orchid.

Felix strolled around several locations in the Forbidden Forest, including the Unicorn Flock, Hippogriff Winged Beast Flock, Thestral, and of course Acromantula’s lair. Gok's rule is fairly stable, especially with the presence of Felix, an "accomplice". Any Acromantula entity that exhibits a brutal nature will not end up beautifully.

In the evening, Felix used spell for the wooden stake he picked up and turned it into a dog toy, which he gave to Hagrid's hound teeth.

Back to the castle, he ran into Professor Flitwick head-on in the foyer, "Oh, Felix? Minerva was looking for you just now!" he screamed.

"What's the matter?"

"I don't know...but she asked me to tell you. First, go to Dumbledore's office. The password is: honey residue." Flitwick Speak out what you know, "It's almost an hour ago."

"Okay." Felix shrugged and went to the separate Little Pagoda above the headmaster's office. After reading the password, the huge Gargoyle opened, revealing the automatic spiral staircase behind him.

Felix knocked on the door, and the shiny oak door opened automatically. He walked into the office. There were two people in the round room. Dumbledore was sitting behind the desk and there was another...

Felix squinted his eyes, he seemed to see an old lion striding towards him, his dark brown mane and thick eyebrows flying freely, his yellow eyes were sharp and compelling, even the strands of gray in his hair Neither the hair nor the inflexible legs reduced this power.

A name emerged in his mind—Rufus·Scrimgeour, the director of the Auror office, the right arm of the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. But at least on the surface, he hasn't seen Scrimgeour yet.

So he turned around and looked towards Dumbledore on the side, "Headmaster Dumbledore? You are looking for me—"

"Oh," Dumbledore came from watching the excitement Back to his senses, crossing his slender fingers in front of him, he said with a smile: "According to the appointment of Ministry of Magic, Felix, you will have three calls of visitors today..." He glanced at the memo on the table and swiped his nails on it. , At the same time stretch your index finger and flick open a piece of colored candy paper.

"First is Professor Macchiban from the Wizard Examination Bureau. She arrived an hour and a half ago, accompanied by Mr. Vice-President of the Ancient Runes Association. They are currently in the school accompanied by Minerva. Take a walk."

"It's a shame that you didn't meet me." He smiled and said, "But don't worry, Macchiban told me that she plans to live in Hogwarts for a while, and I agree."

Felix and Scrimgeour stared at him at the same time, and Scrimgeour said impatiently, "Dumbledore! You know I am busy at work, I only need an answer... Maybe I should send an assistant over, but this matter It's important, I have to confirm it myself."

"Okay," Dumbledore said slightly regretfully, "The second person is Mr. Rufus Scrimgeour in front of you. You should have heard his name. He read a paper by Mr. Diggory and the others from the newspaper, and was shocked by the fact that ancient runes can increase the increase of incantation. It happened that one of his subordinates was preparing Auror..."

He looked towards Scrimgeour, Scrimgeour was silent for two seconds and said in a low voice: "Abbot Baltic."

Felix thought for a while, "I seem to be a little impressed by this name. Baltic used to be an assistant of the Duelling Club. But as far as I know, his ancient runes are not very good."

"He only verified the authenticity of some information," Scrimgeour said, without a smile on his face, and had been dealing with dark wizards for many years. He seems to have lost the ability to laugh. "I saw a concrete effect from another youngster. It took him less than half an hour to restore the opinions mentioned in the papers in the newspaper. It was amazing..."

"Which one is it?" Felix interrupted him.

"The'flame' magic text and the blazing fire curse," Scrimgeour said stiffly, "there are also the'flow of water' and the water creation curse."

Felix smiled. "I guess that youngster's surname is Weasley."

"Percy · Weasley, he is currently a high level assistant in the Department of International Exchange and Cooperation, responsible for Ludo · Bagman and the minister." Scrimgeour revealed something he didn't know. Information:

No one has taken over the position of Stinchcombe ·Crouch. It can only be handed over to Fudge for the time being, and Bagman will also help.

Percy · Weasley must like this arrangement. Felix thought.

"Let's open the skylight, Mister Haip." Scrimgeour said, "I personally appreciate your magic skills, and thank you for calming down the turmoil on the Quiddich World Cup... The situation, we must make early plans...I want to invite you to join the Ministry of Magic."

"Sorry, I didn't hear clearly?"

Felix was really surprised. At best, he thought that the Auror leader wanted him to help train a group of Auror or hitters. Didn't expect even him to pack and poach him.

"The situation is not optimistic. Stinchcombe's affairs make the Ministry—" Scrimgeour stopped talking suddenly, turned and looked towards Dumbledore, and exchanged a glance with Dumbledore, "Okay." He muttered, " Now that you know a lot, I might as well say a few more words, but these all are confidential information..."

He limped to the window and looked at the black lake in the distance, but Felix Feeling that he was observing himself from the corner of the eye, he turned his body slightly, making an expression of listening.

“There was a lot of noise in the ministry,” Scrimgeour said: “I mean those who are smart, or good at observing words and inquiring about the news... They were frightened by Stinchcombe · Crouch’s performance that morning. It's working time...people coming, people going..."

Felix imagined in his heart, the normally meticulously dressed Ministry of Magic senior officials suddenly dressed in tatters and running messy hair When you surrender to Ministry of Magic, anyone who meets will startled.

"...He seems to have been tortured by terrifying, Fudge lose one's head out of fear, and the unexpected situation is as disappointing as always, or Ms. Bones has stabilized everyone and will Stinchcombe · Crouch took to the small conference room... Several of us, I, Fudge, Ms. Bones, Sinknes, and a few others... heard the testimony of Stinchcombe Crouch... You can imagine how shocked we were!"

Felix didn't answer, he almost knew all of this, and even knew that there was another person in the office at the time-Lucius Malfoy. Yes, Lucius himself also has a position in the Ministry of Magic. Although it is only a nominal consultant and does not undertake any specific affairs, he can intervene in many things with this name, especially since Fudge came to power, Lucius has even more A large sum of money was donated, which made him an easy guest of Ministry of Magic.

"Fortunately, the news was blocked, in order to avoid panic..." Scrimgeour explained each minding their own business, and continued: "But only Fudge is still pretending that Crouch has not gotten rid of the influence of incantation. , Accusing him of being full of gibberish, Bones, Sinkenis and I are aware of the seriousness of the problem..."

"Mr. Scrimgeour, your topic is getting farther and farther." Felix reminded kindly He said.

Scrimgeour glared at him, seeming to blame him for interrupting his speech. He tossed his hair, which was fluffy like a mane. The testimony of the senior official, especially after we checked his wife's grave, it was horrified, it was empty..."

"Empty?" Felix asked hurriedly.

"According to Stinchcombe, before his death, his wife begged him to use her to exchange her son... one life for another, using Polyjuice Potion, a very clever way! A normal person and a dying one People walked into Azkaban and then walked out again. No one knows that people were dropped like this." Scrimgeour's face showed a complicated expression for the first time. More than ten years ago, he was also a member of Stinchcombe Crouch.

Felix felt as if he almost understood how little Crouch disappeared from public view and was confirmed "dead".

"If this is true, what reason do we have for not believing in other things? Even though Fudge still rejects that possibility, neither Sinkenis nor Ms. Bones almost believes... …" He looked towards the deep blue sky, and his bushy eyebrows frowned deeply: "A Death Eater and his master have joined together, planning in secret to restore strength, but since he has sent the only trusted Death Eater to Hogwarts , Then it means there is something he needs urgently..."

"Dumbledore, is Philosopher's Stone really destroyed?" Scrimgeour asked suddenly.

So Felix judged from this sentence that Scrimgeour was not from Dumbledore. Dumbledore said softly, "Of course, this is the result of my discussion with Nick Flamel and his wife."

Felix also knew about this, and didn't express much surprise, but Scrimgeour looked at it next. When towards him, it made him unable to understand, "So, you don't have any on your hands?"

Nothing? Felix blinked, and suddenly realized that this was the purpose of Scrimgeour. Nick Flamel’s legacy-Ministry of Magic. Some people might think that the reason why Hogwarts repeatedly attracted Voldemort’s attention was that it could restore his strength. s things.

For example, a Philosopher's Stone that was not destroyed as promised, or a Philosopher's Stone that was inherited by others.

The former is related to Dumbledore, and the latter naturally involves Felix.

"I didn't inherit the Philosopher's Stone from Nick Flamel." Felix leaned slightly, his attitude calmed down.

But Scrimgeour's biggest goal of this trip has been achieved, or rather, I think it has been achieved. He continued along the predetermined plan and said: "To sum up, we realize that we must increase the power of the Ministry of Magic. The Magic Department of Magical Law Enforcement has decided to expand the number of recruits, especially the Auror office. We urgently need more. Talent."

Felix declined the recruitment of Scrimgeour. Although he hinted that Felix would take his place in a few years.

However, he did not refuse the invitation to train Auror and the hitters, which was also the result he wanted. "Just arrange it during the Easter holiday, how about it?" Scrimgeour asked.

"No problem," Felix said, "I need to make some preparations, including the identities of the people I train, their school records, and the magic that they are good at."

"You You should know that these all are confidential, right?" Scrimgeour said sharply at once.

"I know, but I will know sooner or later..." Felix said happily: "I just try to avoid wasting time for both parties."

Scrimgeour used his scary pair Yellow eyes stared at him for a while. Just when Felix thought he was about to fall asleep, he said in a deep voice, "I will send someone I can trust to copy the information and send it in. You read it on the spot and destroy it on the spot-no Including confidential files!"

"That's it." Felix extended the hand, and Scrimgeour limped over, squeezing his rough big hand together.

When the tough Auror headed out of the office, Felix sat on the sofa unceremoniously, "He looks wild ambition."

"Well," Dumbledore slowly Said, while using his slender fingers to fiddle with the silverware decorations on the table, "This is obvious, and it is not a bad thing to some extent. He had a foreboding that the war was coming, and thought it was an opportunity... But in fact it stopped him. There are a lot of people in front of them, Amelia Bones, Pierce Sinkenis...If Stinchcombe hadn't been imprisoned in Azkaban, he would be one. The war will make people miss the iron-blooded director."

"You mean he is very talented and talented?" Felix asked sharply. Scrimgeour doesn't seem to be weak in imposing manner, he is a practical man.

"I'm afraid he underestimated the terrifying of war," Dumbledore murmured: "Yes, he experienced the war ten years ago and fought Death Eater personally, but he didn't know it was Fortunately or unfortunately, he has never met Voldemort head-on... They still haven’t realized the key to the problem: Voldemort comes before Death Eater. Once Voldemort disappears, Death Eater is like a little beast. There is nowhere to hide."

"Oh." Felix lowered his head and thought. After a long while, he lifted the head and asked a question he always wanted to ask: "Albus, have you really defeated Voldemort?"