Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

The night is low, and the dinning hall open 24h is extremely quiet. The waiter is dozing off on the chair behind the bar, and the pointer of the clock on the gray wall is already pointing to ten o'clock.

Hermione sits on the bedside, looking out the bright and clear night sky from the window. She estimates the time in her heart. At about noon tomorrow, owl will deliver the letter, right? This unexpected time travel will also end tomorrow.

She lowered her head and looked at the Time-Turner tied around her neck. The dark golden sand had turned pale, only occasionally filled with a faint light. Hermione remembered this phenomenon clearly. It has been going on for a while.

After posting it for a while, she took out a black notebook from under her pillow and completed today’s record:

"The 72nd day of time travel, the seventh day at the current time: the closer Normal time, the closer the senses are to reality, it’s much better than at first wandering aimlessly like a ghost... It feels bad to be abandoned by the entire world. Time-Turner continuously flashes and cannot touch any objects. It’s not that some food was prepared in a small beaded bag, and it was impossible to survive the initial period... Today, there are two more cracks on Time-Turner, the reason is unknown..."

Hermione stopped and stared at it. After reading the text for a while, put the book on the bedside table. She slipped out of the room quietly, and the moment the door closed, the black book "crash-bang" flipped, and an illusory image muttered to herself, "third task, trophy, portkey, and the root of everything...it was you," Little Crouch."

On the other side, Hermione imposed a Disillusionment Charm on herself. She stood on the stairs on the second floor and stared at the couple in the living room. They sat on the sofa and watched TV. Talking--

"When I see Hermione tomorrow, I must ask carefully, what is her name for help? Did they all help out on the court?" Mr. Granger said angrily.

"She has been very mindful since she was a child, and you still praise her for being smart—" Mrs. Granger looked at him and said.

"Use your cleverness to deceive your father and mother?" Mr. Granger panting with rage, "You don't know what he said when I had the courage to ask a wizard about the championship match! Because The death rate is too high, so it has been suspended for hundreds of years. Listen to this!"

"Hermione's letter said that this year's safety measures are in place...and it's the last project. I don't see it in the video. Is there a security officer?" Mrs. Granger persuaded, "Or we will ask tomorrow what the third task is. If it is too dangerous, we will discuss with the school..." She pursed her lips, and her anger couldn't stop. "This little girl It's too much. When the game is over, let's educate her!"

They talked about for a long time, turned off the TV, and got upstairs. Hermione passed them around the corner. She extended the hand and only caught a piece of air. In the silent silence, her arm slowly dropped.

24h open dinning hall.

The silver rays of light in Felix's eyes gradually converged. After a moment of silence, he took out two glass bottles, one big and one small. The large one is filled with a thick liquid like mud, and bubbles are slowly emerging from it, while the small one contains a small amount of gray hair.

This is Cornelius · Fudge's hair from Polyjuice Potion and Ministry of Magic. There was a small smile on Felix's face, and the origin of his hair was very dramatic-when Fudge visited Basilisk's body two years ago, he was accidentally poisoned and was taken to the school hospital for treatment.

He took the opportunity to take a pinch.

The intentional act at the time saved him a lot of trouble.

Felix unscrewed the bottle stopper and dispensed the ash into the large glass bottle. The potion inside immediately boiled, and in the next second it turned into an ugly cyan-gray color, like a bottle of boiling cement.

"Clerk, check out." Felix yelled, and put Polyjuice Potion into his cuff at the same time.

When he walked out of the dinning hall, the time came to ten thirty.

London’s night is terribly quiet, but there is no lack of noise. Felix walked on the street alone, the kicking footsteps echoed under the dark, his silhouette flashed several times and appeared in a room. In front of a shabby red phone booth.

He opened the door of the phone booth and walked in, dialed the number 62442 skillfully, and the voice of an indifferent woman rang in the phone booth.

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please state your name and your affairs."

"Ministry of Magic Chief Cornelius · Fudge, let the guards confirm my identity "Felix said calmly, his body has turned into a short man with messy gray hair under the effect of Polyjuice Potion, a stout man with a big belly.

He waited for a few seconds when an obviously more angry wizard voice appeared. His tone was unabashedly surprised: "Minister Fudge? It's really you. You came here so late. What's the matter?"

"This is not something you can know." Felix said in a deep voice.

"Oh, of course...but, why don't you use the exclusive fireplace?"

"I was a guest at a friend's house in the vicinity, and suddenly thought that there was an urgent matter to deal with. I need to deal with it. Do I make up a formality tomorrow?" His voice became severe.

"No, I'll let you in..." the voice said horribly.

The phone booth began to descend slowly, and the sidewalk outside gradually rose without the window. After a period of darkness, Felix regained his vision. He calmly observed all around. The light in the main hall was a little bit better than before. It darkened a lot, and there was no fire in the fireplace on the wall. The statue in the distance was dark and stood silently in the pool. There was no sound except the water in the fountain.

At this moment, a rush of footsteps approached from a distance. Felix looked over the statue and looked at the wizard running over from the security checkpoint.

It's a coincidence that he happened to know this person.

"Erik Munch," Felix said.

"It's me, Mr. Minister." Erik Munch, accompanying them with a smiling face, said with great honor.

"I'm glad you didn't sleep in the chair." Felix looked at him with scrutiny eyes.

"How can — of course I won't — do my duty —” Erik blushed and stammered.

"Go back to your place, Mr. Munch! I will leave the fireplace when I'm done." Felix said.

"I see, Mr. Minister." Erik didn't dare to breathe.

Felix nodded towards him, took a few steps, and stopped again. "By the way, is there anyone in the ministry who hasn't left now?"

"I, I'm not sure... Mr. Minister," Erik cautiously looked at him, "I guess Ms. Bones, Macchiban The lady and Mr. Ogden should be here... and the weird people of the Department of Mysteries, uh, I mean, those silent people, I never know their whereabouts."

"It's all the same. It's late—" Felix half said, frowned looked towards the other side, he knew Erik would give the answer.

Sure enough, Erik's words became more respectful and humble. "Ms. Macchiban and Mr. Ogden are working overtime to process the wizard grade exam papers. They are very busy at this time of the year. As for Ms. Bones," he raised his eyelid and glanced at Felix. "You transferred a batch of Auror. As the guard of the third task, there is not enough manpower over there."

Felix was silent for a while, snortted from his nose, "I know."

He turned and walked into the lift Ladder, press the button of the ninth layer, and the fence closed with a bang. The elevator made a piercing click, and Felix slowly exhales one breath saying inside, the 1st Step was progressing smoothly. When the elevator stopped, an indifferent woman's voice said: "Department of Mysteries." Then the fence opened and Felix walked out steadily.

Passing a dimly lit corridor, he stopped in front of a black door, and the swaying fire light shining on his face, making his expression dim and dark. From the perspective of magic power, he saw a large piece of magic brilliance, almost blinding his eyes.

Just when he was hesitant to violently break the door, the door suddenly opened from the inside. A middle-aged wizard looked at him in astonishment. For a few seconds, he said stiffly: "Mr. Minister? Why are you..." As he said, he quietly reached out and touched his pocket. The next second, he said. Confundus Charm hit him.

"Your name?"

"Saul Crocker," said the wizard in a daze.

"Can you please be my guide today?" Felix asked politely.

"Ministry, Mr. Minister, this is a violation—" The wizard suddenly covered his head with a pained expression on his face.

"Well, another question, is there anyone else in there?" Felix did not force the wizard to continue to answer, he was afraid of inspiring the confidentiality contract on the silent man.

"Bode is still inside, in the Hall of Prophecy." The wizard replied with a calm face on his face.

"Thank you."

Immediately after a red light hit the wizard, the silent man Sol Kroc slowly fell to the ground, Felix came in from the door, black The door closed behind him, Felix took out an echo bird, and the bird quivered his fiery-red feathers and bounced around in his hand.

"Stay here, if an outsider appears or this gentleman wakes up unexpectedly, notify me in time." Felix ordered softly.

The little bird with the palm of the hand was nodded towards him, jumped onto the wizard on the ground, and got into his clothes pocket.

At this time, Felix had time to look around. He found himself standing in a huge circular room. Everything from the floor to the wall was black. Some candles were blowing blue flames. Dotted on the wall to provide weak lighting.

There are no windows here, only the walls are neatly inlaid with black doors, exactly the same as the one behind him, twelve in total.

"Where is the Hall of Prophecy?" Felix muttered to himself. He wanted to solve the "Bode" in the wizard's mouth first, but he couldn't see any difference. After hesitating for a few seconds, he pushed open a black door.

The door is a deep pit that is sunken downwards. On the stone platform in the center of the pit stands an ancient arch. A pair of tattered black curtains hung on the arch, and there is no wind.

There seemed to be people behind the curtain... or someone he knew well, as if he would see them when he lifted the curtain. Felix circled the arch, there was nothing behind the arch, and then he heard a whisper, the voice was very unique.

It seems to be the voice of an immature child, Felix has a trance, thinking of his memories in the orphanage. But he might have heard it wrong, because the owner of the voice at this time had become a woman, she whispered softly, and Felix took a step closer, trying to hear more clearly.

The voice got closer, and the whisper became clear and audible. It must be a very gentle woman. Felix thought.

"Unfortunately, it's fake."

Occlumency spontaneously spins, staring at the black curtains for a long while, slowly exiting the room, the moment the door is closed, there is an ear-splitting rumble Immediately it rang, and the wall began to spin quickly. He quickly pulled out the wand and left an arch bridge sign on the door. When the wall stopped, he glanced at the mark he had left and moved towards the door beside it.

The second room is empty. Except for a table on the wall, there is only a huge glass water tank filled with dark green liquid in the center of the room. Some translucent brains float in it. Go, Felix took a look and left quickly.

The third room is a dark room full of planets. Felix stood at the door and looked at it, then ran to other rooms.

Then he came to an extraordinarily tall room with a ceiling almost as high as a church. Rows of towering shelves in the room were inserted straight into the ceiling. These shelves were filled with gray prophetic balls. , The prophecy of large and small gleamed with a faint silver light. Felix looked thoughtful, the Hall of Prophecy... So, Bode is here.

"Sol? Is that you?" a voice asked from a distance.

Felix was silent, and approached quietly—"Saul?" That voice raised the volume obviously, and the dim room suddenly lit up with the brilliance of wand, a man with a disheveled face and a sad face The man walked out from behind the shelf, and when he saw Felix, he was taken aback.

"Mr. Minister?"

"Sorry." Red light flashed by, and Bode leaned weakly on the shelf. Felix took a moment to transport the unconscious wizard in the hall to accompany his colleagues, while the echo bird was hidden in the shadow of the chandelier above the hall.

As he walked out of the prophecy hall, his gaze took a moment, a strange intimacy feeling rise in the mind, it seems that there is something closely related to him hidden here... Felix Shut Close your eyes and walk to a shelf by feeling.

He opened his eyes and placed a shiny silver glass ball where his eyes were level. It is brighter than the prophetic spheres around it, and obviously, it is much less dusty. As he approached, the rhythm of the glass ball flickering visibly accelerated, as if to welcome his arrival.

Felix saw a date two years ago on the label, followed by a string of characters: SPTtoH.JP (to be verified). After preparing for protection, he extended the hand and took the prophecy ball off the shelf, but was surprised to find that it was not blocked.

Felix stared at it, prophesying that the touch of the ball was out of tune with the cold room. It was warm and bright, and when holding it, it was like standing in the sun for hours of sunbathing. At the same time, a hoarse voice appeared in my mind--

"A change that hasn't been seen in a thousand years...Legendary drama is staged here...Ho--the clown returns on the drums, the warrior is ready to go, the lion Get old, fire bird Nirvana...time! Time!"

Felix couldn't help holding the prophecy ball and listened again.

"Joker, warrior, lion, fire bird...what do they all refer to?" He didn't spend much time thinking about it. Time is pressing. It has almost passed since he appeared in Ministry of Magic. In ten minutes, he strode out of here, drawing a circle on the black door.

The moment Felix went straight to the next room and opened the door, he realized that he had finally found the right place-in a noisy ticking sound with hundreds of sounds mixed together, In the beautiful, dazzling rays of light jumping like a diamond in the sun, he saw all kinds of clocks, alarm clocks, clocks, travel clocks, grandfather clocks, and ancient things like sundial...they or It is hung on the wall, or placed on the ground, or placed on the long table and bookshelf.

On a closet with a glass front door, the wall where the closet is located is covered with all kinds of hourglasses.

Felix, who has been calm, has an excited expression on his face, these all are used for the hourglass on Time-Turner, and—his eyes pass over the folders on the bookshelf and the drawers under the long table. , Fell on a towering bell-shaped crystal glass cover at the end of the room.

Different from other rooms, the crystal glass cover is the only light source in this room. The diamond-like jumping rays of light that Felix saw before come from it, and the glass cover is full of tumbling The sparkling airflow.

That is time energy.

"Time...time..." Felix said softly, and he somewhat understood why the prophecy was particularly attractive to him, "because I am also part of the prophecy." He closed his eyes." So who am I? Lion and fire bird impossible, the rest—Is it a clown? Or a warrior? Or—They all exist because of me?" He opened his eyes suddenly, and his shallow blue pupils became deep. Silver Flame, scorching burning, filled the entire eye socket.

The dark floor was covered by silver light, everything resembled an earlier scene reappearing, Felix pulled the thinking house out of his mind, but this time he did his best. One after another apparition came out of Felix’s body. They were part of Felix’s thoughts and the Peak creations of memory magic. These “people” were scattered separately, digging out a piece of information from a shelf or drawer, or sitting or standing. , Study carefully.

Felix himself stared at the bell-shaped crystal glass cover. Soon, the first apparition put the folder back on the shelf and walked over to fuse together with him. Felix's body suddenly froze, and after two minutes, he finally digested this knowledge.

But then, the second and the 3rd apparition returned. This time Felix froze the 5 points clock. During this time, he was like a stone clay sculpture. Felix sighed, recognizing his fate, took out the crown of Ravenclaw that he hadn't used for a long time, and said to himself, "Should I say, fortunately Valen left this for me?" He put on the crown, and a refreshing sensation spread all over his body.

More apparitions have come over...

In the early morning, Felix held a floating hourglass in his hand, and the crystal glass cover in front of him was also opened. The airflow injects into the hourglass-this is his harvest of spare no effort in one night, only to get involved in the fur of the time domain, but this insignificant small step is enough for him to crack the secret of how to replenish the energy of the hourglass.

He also rummaged through the Ministry of Magic's trial records on time travel-more detailed information than Nick Flamel collected, and many of them even personally described the time traveler himself. For example, returning to the experience of Heloise Mintab five centuries ago is very meaningful. Her self-report occupies twelve parchments, and the analysis and speculation surrounding these twelve parchments fills up the whole Thirty drawers.

...

When Felix stopped, the hourglass floating in the air fell on his hand, and the white sand in the hourglass was smeared with a layer of golden substance.

"One hourglass may not have enough energy, and two hourglasses are also problematic. I should make more preparations." He turned his head, staring at the hourglasses of various shapes hanging in the closet, and muttered a little. "It's just a temporary borrowing."

He waved his hand, the glass front door of the closet opened, and the hourglasses moved towards Felix flew away... I don’t know how long it took, Felix floated slantingly around hundreds of people. An hourglass, the price is that the closet is empty and the crystal glass cover is dim.

There is not much left of his magic power.

At this time, Felix lifts the head abruptly, his eyes fixed in one direction, and the echo bird he left is triggered!

He gathered all the hourglasses and touched his face. The effect of Polyjuice Potion had long since disappeared. He put on a cloak for himself, put on a hood, and walked out of the time hall.

In the circular room, a silent man was leaning over to look at the wreckage on the ground. Everything happened too suddenly. As soon as he pushed the door in, a Fireball fell from the sky. He was taken aback, thinking he had been attacked, and when he came back to his senses, he found an intricate structure in the flame.

Is it an alchemy item? Who brought it? He was wondering, suddenly feeling the whole person groggy, the last picture in his mind was the abrupt disappearance of the burning remains, and a pair of feet passing by without stopping.

Felix used human body deformation to make himself look a lot shorter, and his face turned into ginger yellow. He took the elevator to the Ministry of Magic hall, quietly sighed in relief.

You can Disapparation!

However, his state at the moment is extremely bad. If he splits up, the joke will be a big deal. He moved towards the fireplace area step by step, glancing at the time halfway, it was not too late.

"Sir! Sir!"

The voice of a guard appeared behind him, trying to stop Felix. His weird dress has aroused suspicion, but there is no way, he must wear a hood, who makes him wear the crown of Ravenclaw on his head, if it is taken off, he will definitely faint immediately.

Felix speeds up silently.

"Mister! Mister——" The guard yelled twice again, seeing Felix getting closer and closer to the fireplace--in order to meet the working needs of the Ministry of Magic staff, the fireplace has emerged fire.

The guard blew his whistle urgently.

The sound of footsteps kept getting closer, and a dozen guards quickly ran towards Felix, took out the wand and pointed at him.

"This hidden guest, no matter who you are, immediately obediently surrender!" A person shouted, Felix's response was a dazzling red light, and the caller flew far away.

"Attack!" The other guards did not keep their hands, all kinds of dazzling rays of light attacked him.

Felix puts on a humanoid Shield Charm for himself, picks up his spirits and provokes incanation one by one. He breathes slightly, suppressing the physical and mental discomfort, wand waved out the afterimage, and the three guards instantly Falling down, two more seconds later, two more guards fell down.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the road in front of Felix became empty. He left without stopping.

There was another sound of footsteps--

"Mr. Scrimgeour! Very good, we found a mob trespassing in the Ministry of Magic!" The guard was overjoyed, and Scrimgeour was followed by seven or eight. Named Auror, his face is gloomy like water, like an angry lion.

"Combat level, the highest! Two people, free to attack!" Scrimgeour shook his head and shouted. He threw the crutches aside and fired the incantion swiftly.

Felix picks up this difficult incantation and takes a step back to avoid the two Stunning Spells. The magic power in his body was almost exhausted, and he had to plan carefully. At this time, a fiery Fireball directed at him Accio, the speed was extremely fast, Felix opened his eyes wide, and instantly released the Shield Charm, and the Fireball exploded on the Shield Charm with a loud sound. ring.

Felix staggered a few steps to the side and almost fell down. An uncontrollable anger surged from his heart, attacking me with the magic I taught?

"He's injured!" Scrimgeour pointed to the shattered Shield Charm and said that a large patch of scarlet was stained on the magic barrier. "Use magic text! Listen to my password and release them together!"

Aurors in small groups are distributed around. After hearing the command, they outline the flame magic text with one hand, and release the fire curse with the other, the size of seven or eight human heads. The orange red Fireball is rapidly taking shape.

"Prepare--"

Felix was extremely angry.

"get lost!"

He shook wand abruptly, and his body has undergone a wonderful change at this moment. The magic text patterns climbed onto his face, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The Fireball in the hands of the Aurors exploded uncontrollably, forming a huge shock wave, throwing them away.

At the same time, the magic hall, hundreds of feet high, gold and jade in glorious splendor, made a "weng weng" noise, like a kind of resonance, in the shocking eyes of everyone, a blockbuster film The rustling sound of the glass curtain wall shattered to the ground.

Auror, guards, and Ministry of Magic staff who go to work absolute silence.

Auror looked at each other in blank dismay, they looked towards Scrimgeour, and waited for him to decide. The skin on Scrimgeour's face trembled violently. He raised a hand, but he couldn't make up his mind. This person has never been a killer, but if he pushes him in a hurry...

Finally--

Felix stood in the fireplace, dark green flames licking his body, he held a strange face of ginger yellow and looked at Scrimgeour, leaned slightly to express his apology, and disappeared in the next second.