Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

"You all have the ability to outline the magic text out of the shackles of the magic text card... but this is only the 1st Step. You also need to master the magic image of ancient runes, which is not An easy thing. Unless—"Felix stared at the two dozen people in front of him, "take some radical approach."

"Mister Haip, you mean—"Kingsley replaced the others. Asked.

"Take a little risk and show courage...you need to feel it deeply." Felix said seriously. A dozen feet away, the wand in his hand pierced the air like a sharp sword. With a light sound of "xiu", a bright orange red flame rose from behind him, twisting into a flame snake.

Kingsley stared wide-eyed, quickly backed up two steps, other Auror and the striker also pulled out wand, pointing to the flame snake standing upright and Felix Haip standing in front of the fire snake, his face Calm, the wand in his hand has disappeared from the cuff.

Everyone gradually calmed down. Tonks looked at the giant flame-burning snake in front of him in amazement. It was almost a hundred feet high. The long snake body was made of flames, and every scale was covered with flames. Burning violently.

She took two steps forward, and Kingsley shouted from behind: "Tonks!" The flame snake uttered a silent roar, then plummeted, hitting the ground with a "peng" sound, the snake The shape disappeared, leaving a straight flame channel on the field.

The passage is about six or seven feet wide, and the position where the snake's head fell is right in front of Tonks, and its tail extends backwards, wrapping Felix inside, making his silhouette faintly discernible in the flames.

"Gentlemen and ladies, join me through the flames and feel the power of the flame magic text."

Felix stood in the flames and said.

The Aurors were stunned. Kingsley frowned slowly asked, "Mister Haip, is this some kind of blindfold?" However, Felix did not speak, perhaps because he did not want to explain, or perhaps he was standing there himself. That's enough to explain the problem.

Tonks took a step forward.

"Wait, Tonks——" Kingsley said immediately. He felt it was tricky. Neither he, Scrimgeour, or Minister of Magic, could not control the overall situation. Especially in the face of those who have demonstrated powerful power, their behavior is uncontrollable.

His role is to deal with these "accidents".

Tonks looked back at Kingsley, and then at Felix who was silent in the flames-he was turning his head slightly, watching silently, looking at her and behind her with inquisitive eyes All of them seem to be very curious about their choice.

She started to get excited.

"I won't be hurt." Tonks said with certainty. She took another step forward, only one step away from the flame. The hot Incendio burned and formed one after another hot wind. She smelled The smell of burnt hair. She suddenly hesitated, her thoughts in her heart became uncertain, she couldn't help looking towards the man in the flame.

"I will not take the initiative to hurt anyone." The man said to her.

Her heart pounded, and under everyone's gaze, Tonks closed his eyes and stepped into the flames. Without the sharp pain she had imagined, she felt warmth, and there were undulating exclamations around her. She opened her eyes. At this time, the flame was completely different in her sight.

She saw flame magic texts one by one. They are like some kind of elves, burning, jumping, and transforming between fiery-red symbols and flames. Felix’s right hand is shining slightly, and wisps of flames come out of that arm, one by one. The symbol got in...

Tonks couldn't help staying in a daze, Felix reminded her with a gentle voice: "Feel the emotion of the flame, feel the power of the magic text."

Tonks extend In the palm of the hand, a bright and bright flame jumped onto her hand, her arm trembled, but she did not move away, the flame stuck to her hand, danced in her palm, and then turned into a shiny Mowen.

The feeling of joy rise in the mind, she knew what to do next, she called for more magic texts in her heart, and soon, a ray of flame surrounded her, forming a secret An impenetrable fire cocoon.

"This is—" Kingsley stared wide-eyed, out of trust in Dumbledore, he came in second. The flame did not hurt him, and gently brushed his robes, and then more people stepped into the flame. They were still safe, and they were curiously looking at the bright flames around them.

There was an incredible expression in their eyes.

Is it an illusion? Kingsley thought. At this moment, a scream sounded from behind, "Yaxley!" someone shouted. Kingsley turned his head back sharply. Yaxley retreated from the flames. He seemed to have suffered a great deal of damage. Although there was no trace of burning on his skin, his clothes were billowing smoke.

Yaxley sat on the ground with a pained expression, his eyes full of fear and anger. "What did you do!" he exclaimed.

"This can only mean that you have not been screened." Felix said quietly, "You don't think that I will give up my strength without making any restrictions?"

"Mister Haip," Kingsley said with a headache, "Our agreement does not mention this. At least you have to tell us in advance if you have any requirements."

"Because I don't think this will be a hindrance "Felix said lightly, "People who are malicious towards ancient runes will naturally not be recognized by Mowen. You should have been prepared for this long ago."

"You mean, Yaxlita— —" Kingsley looked at him hesitantly, and then at Yaxley, who was sitting on the ground with an expression of pain, and there was a wave of waves in his heart.

"Maybe I should talk to this Mr. Yaxley, there may be a misunderstanding between us." Felix curled up his mouth and said, Yaxley, he remembered the name.

"No misunderstanding." Yaxley gritted his teeth and stood up. "I just simply don't like ancient runes! Sorry, Kingsley-it seems I shouldn't be here." He limped. Went off on a whirl.

Kingsley hesitated for a second or two, "Sorry, Mister Haip, I need to confirm his condition—"

"There will be no problems with his body."

"I don't doubt this," Kingsley said in a deep voice, "but—" He paused and said to others: "Don't let Yaxley affect you, I'll go out to see the situation." He walked out The flame corridor, chasing towards the door.

Felix spoke calmly, comforting the uncertain Auror and the batter. "The principle of this magic is very simple... I magnified the emotion of the flame magic text, so that you can better feel the magic image of the magic text. But inevitably, the magic text is contaminated with my own will, and everything is related to this emotion Anyone in conflict will be rejected..."

After a while, Kingsley returned briskly.

"Healer said it was okay, but was frightened, and Scrimgeour gave him two days off." He told the crowd that they were relaxed and regretted Yaxley. There were a few more fire cocoons on the field, and strands of flame merged into it.

Felix ordered nodded and looked at Kingsley with a hesitant expression, "Is there anything else?"

"Scrimgeour wants to invite you to lunch."

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