A certain Hogwarts professor of runes

Chapter 129 Memories

The ghost also saw Felix, and she immediately wanted to leave. But then, as if remembering something, she abruptly stopped, though her expression turned haughty.

Felix stood beside her. "It's rare to have such a quiet time in the castle."

She raised her eyebrows in surprise, but quickly regained her composure. She looked up, following Felix's gaze, her eyes reflecting the crimson glow of the sunset.

Neither of them spoke, quietly watching the afterglow of the setting sun paint the sky a brilliant orange-red.

Its light grew fainter and fainter until the last glimmer of light disappeared, and twilight descended.

The ghost's silvery-white, transparent body also appeared dim. Ms. Gray looked over, and her expression softened.

"I apologize for my rudeness last time," Felix said.

She tried her best to keep her tone calm: "No, I'm just too sensitive... I always get angry over the smallest things."

The two talked for a few minutes. Felix didn't mention anything about Hogwarts history, Helena, Rowena Ravenclaw, or Barrow the Bloody. He simply chatted about the weather, culture, and world wonders.

"...The Magical Congress of the United States—similar to the Ministry of Magic here—has moved its headquarters at least five times in order to avoid the sight of ordinary people," Felix said.

"Really? This organization didn't exist when I lived..."

"Because the Magical Congress of the United States has only been established for three hundred years. Their wizarding activities are very secretive, their laws are very strict, and they are very unfriendly to outsiders," Felix explained. "I think it's because they've almost exposed the entire wizarding world several times."

"The most controversial thing is the Rappaport Law, which they enacted at the end of the 18th century. This law stipulates that wizards and ordinary people must be completely separated, and strictly prohibits them from being friends or marrying each other."

Ms. Gray was very interested in this and asked him for more details.

"A very clichéd opening: a witch falls in love with a handsome Muggle, but unfortunately, he is a descendant of the Purifiers, and the love is a conspiracy from the very beginning..."

Hogwarts gradually darkened, enveloping Felix and Lady Grey in darkness.

"...Until the very end, the Magical Congress of the United States could not guarantee that the memories of all relevant individuals had been erased. To prevent such a thing from happening, this law was enacted."

Felix's story is finished.

Ms. Gray floated away, still feeling quite unsatisfied.

……

Felix returned to his office and reviewed the important matters of the recent period—

Another conversation with Dobby;

Release the diary and restore Hagrid's reputation;

The remaining tasks are less important or without time constraints, such as writing a new book, researching ancient magic, studying the House of Requirement, making snakeskin armor, and learning memory magic.

And memory magic...

Felix suddenly became interested and prepared to try the operation he had performed before.

He tapped his wand on the silver-patterned cup in front of him, and in a twist, it quickly transformed into a small squirrel.

"Well……"

He then constructed a memory fragment in his mind, pressed the tip of his cane against his forehead, and drew out wisps of silver thread.

Silver threads floated above his palm, scattering silvery light like starlight.

Felix carefully incorporated fragments of his memory into the little squirrel's body—

Its expression became lively, and the little squirrel raised its head, its dark little eyes staring straight at him.

"Do you have anything to say?" Felix asked softly.

He knew it wouldn't speak, because its memory didn't contain language, but this was like a code, and the little squirrel began to move. It stood on the table, looking around, and soon brought him a quill pen in its mouth.

Felix tapped the table again, and quickly ran to the other side of the table, this time bringing back a piece of parchment.

"very good."

He nodded, then watched quietly, giving the memory two instructions in addition to his understanding of some of the squirrel's habits.

For example, right now, the little squirrel is hiding itself in its fluffy tail, cautiously peeking out, its black eyes staring at him.

After about seven or eight minutes, its expression lost its luster.

Felix waved his wand, turning it back into a cup with silver patterns.

He fell into thought, and the office was very quiet.

After a while, he had a new inspiration—

Felix whispered, "Touch God's Protection."

A small, silver swift flew from his wand and circled the office at great speed, leaving slender afterimages in its owner's eyes.

The hazy silver light made the room look beautiful, and finally it landed lightly in front of Felix.

What would happen if I infused some of my memories into my guardian spirit?

That's what Felix thought, and that's what he did; a memory of the same color merged into Swift's body.

Under his expectant gaze, the guardian spirit shattered silently.

This was completely unexpected for him. Why did this happen?

He quickly recalled the description of the guardian spirit: it is a reflection of all your most positive emotions, and the caster must concentrate on recalling the happiest memories they can think of. Moreover, in practice, the stronger the pleasure brought by the memory, the stronger the spell.

The key word in the description is "memory".

The guardian spirit is made up of pure, happy memories, and Felix just happened to inject another memory—which was like an impurity—so naturally, the magic instantly dissipated.

Felix shook his head. "I thought I could get a more stable transformation structure with the help of the guardian spirit and the temporarily added memories."

According to his idea, the guardian spirit can serve as a tool for sending messages and can itself be a certain distance away from the wizard. If it is given enough flexible memory, wouldn't it be equivalent to an "other self" wandering in the outside world?

This is similar to her practices in the Ravenclaw manuscripts he saw.

Whether it's the guardian magic itself or the injected memory fragments, it all depends entirely on the wizard, so there's no need to worry about it getting out of control.

In fact, according to his vision, the ultimate form of this magic could directly carry his own consciousness, allowing others to stay in the school while his guardian spirit travels through the wizarding world to complete some simple tasks.

For example, collecting information, searching for news...

Felix already has some ideas about this, such as using magical contracts or mind huts, although there's no sign of them yet, at least he can work towards that goal.

But all of this stopped at the first step—

One is a pure and happy memory, and the other is a fragment of memory devoid of emotion; these two are inherently in conflict.

How exactly should this problem be solved?

(End of this chapter)