A certain Hogwarts professor of runes

Chapter 289 Want to grab a drink together?

When Harry and his friends knocked on Professor Hyp's office door, they heard a steady voice inside say, "I understand, Felix."

The three exchanged a glance. "It's Headmaster Dumbledore!"

But when Professor Hyp opened the door, the room was empty; there was no one there.

"Professor, was Headmaster Dumbledore here just now?" Harry couldn't help but ask.

Felix chuckled. "That was just a verbal message; he's not here." He stared at the knight doll in Hermione's hand, then hesitated, "How... how did this end up with you?"

He wasn't sure if the three of them knew anything, and he thought to himself, "Sirius, you're such a loser."

Fortunately, the ensuing conversation made him realize that they hadn't found Sirius Black, but had merely brought him the magical puppet he had inadvertently "lost." Hermione apologized for her mischievous cat, "The Crookshanks probably treated it as a toy; we cleaned it before we came..."

Felix stared at the knight doll, its scarlet eyes flashing, sitting on a cup holder, its back looking somewhat lonely.

"...Thank you all."

After finishing his business, Harry pulled the nameless book out of his pocket. "Professor Hyp, I've made my choice: Apparition."

Felix didn't rush to refuse, but instead looked at him intently: "Are you aware of the risks of this magic?"

Harry nodded.

"Do you know how to solve the problem of splitting it into parts?"

Harry was speechless. He looked to Hermione for help, and Hermione once again lived up to his expectations: "For minor separations, you can use dichones, preferably dichones essence. For more serious separations, such as the head and body separating—"

Harry looked at her in horror, but she continued in a serious tone, "This kind of situation requires professional handling. The information I found is from the Ministry of Magic's Incidents Unit."

Ron added, "And there are fines. I mean—if the Ministry of Magic finds out you don't have a certificate and you've gotten into trouble, you'll be fined a lot of money."

Felix nodded slightly, approvingly saying, "That's about it. So, Harry, are you still sticking with Apparition?"

Harry forced a smile and said, "Yes, yes, Professor."

Felix looked at him. "Wait, I have one more question for you: Now that you know this information, what do you think is the most important preparation for practicing this magic?"

Harry opened his mouth, "Uh... are you getting the White Essence ready?"

Felix chuckled. "This is the bare minimum. If you don't have it, I'll start to suspect you have troll blood. Think again!"

Harry frowned, racking his brains. Ron and Hermione were also trying to think. Hermione's eyes lit up, and she raised her hand to look at Felix. Felix shook his head at her, and she lowered her hand with some regret.

"I guess... he needs someone to guide him?"

"We're very close, Harry."

Another minute passed. "I understand! When practicing Apparition, someone must be present to supervise, in case of a serious split and no one is there to help!"

Felix smiled. "That's right. The most serious problem with Apparition is the splitting of the body. In the past century, there have been twenty-one recorded deaths, all of whom were caused by severe splitting while attempting Apparition in private, leaving them rooted to the spot and unknown to anyone..."

"Their fate was to watch themselves bleed to death in regret."

Harry shuddered violently. How could the professor say such terrifying things with a smile? The key was that it was so vivid in his mind that he was worried that the next time he faced a Boggart, the object of his fear would be his own split self.

"So," Felix turned to Ron and Hermione, "you'll be keeping an eye on Harry and making sure he doesn't misbehave, right?"

Ron and Hermione nodded vigorously, they were also quite frightened by the serious consequences.

"Very well, now let me explain my arrangements," Felix said to Harry. "First, you need to master the theoretical knowledge of this magic. I need you to write a paper on Apparition—"

His finger touched the nameless book, and a bright silver light shone from his fingertip. Various images began to appear on the pages of the nameless book. They saw Professor Hep's figure disappear in an instant and then suddenly reappear.

"This book can help you, Harry. I've set some restrictions that you need to overcome one by one. It's simple, like playing a video game. By the way, you know what a game is, right?"

"Is it a TV game controller? Dudley had one as a birthday present a few years ago," Harry said. He had seen it when his cousin Dudley was opening his birthday presents and had been very envious of it.

But just a few days after Dudley started using it, Harry found a button on the handle in the trash can.

"Yes, it's somewhat similar to game levels."

Felix continued, "The paper and breaking the restrictions are your first steps. The second step is practice; I'll guide you through a few training sessions until you've grasped the basics of this magic."

"From now on, you'll have to work hard on your own. Avoid acting rashly, and make sure someone is with you during every practice session, understand?" He looked at Harry seriously.

Harry nodded hastily in agreement, feeling a sense of relief. After listening to the professor's explanation, he had a very clear understanding of what to do next.

"Professor, are we going to practice in the Forbidden Forest?" he asked. "I heard that Apparition is not allowed inside Hogwarts because it's been... uh, it's been hit with an Anti-Apparition Charm."

Hermione nodded in agreement with Harry.

“No,” Felix denied, “there is a place where this limitation can be bypassed.”

Seeing that they wanted to ask more questions, he clapped his hands and said, "Alright, little ones, you'll find out in time."

Finally, Harry tentatively inquired about Professor Lupin's condition and was told that everything was fine.

As they came out of the office, Ron muttered, "We're not kids anymore. In another two weeks, I'll be fourteen."

"I still have almost six months left," Harry said regretfully, then added sarcastically, "Ron, are you reminding us not to forget to prepare our birthday presents?"

Ron blushed and chased after Harry, trying to trap Harry's head under his armpits, but Harry ran away laughing.

……

In the office, Sirius Black, now transformed back into his human form, sat on the sofa and said sullenly, "Harry is too young. You shouldn't have taught him this magic. You should have been more careful."

Felix looked at him with interest. "I'm quite surprised that you know the word 'caution'."

Sirius glared at him angrily, then heard Felix continue, "Do you know Harry is learning the Patronus Charm from Lupin?"

"What?" he asked in astonishment, "The spell to ward off Dementors?"

Felix floated a bottle of butterbeer in front of him, and Sirius took a big gulp. "Nostalgia...it makes me want to cry. Life is still pretty good."

"You don't object anymore?"

Sirius leaned back on the sofa and said lazily, "Actually, you've thought things through quite thoroughly, at least more thoroughly than I have—I just thought about it, and if it were me, I would either refuse or immediately start practicing with him."

"Knock knock!"

There was a knock at the door. Sirius choked on his beer and looked nervously at Felix, mouthing, "Shrunk me down!" He looked at the candy on the table; he had just eaten one and didn't know if it was his helmet or his upper armor, but the knight's sword was already in his stomach.

"Professor Heap, it's me, Lupin," the voice outside the door said.

Felix looked at Sirius with a mocking expression. Sirius walked to the door with a dark face. "Hap—hey?" He pulled Lupin into the house.

"Bigfoot..." Lupin paused for a moment, then hugged Sirius tightly and whispered, "Forgive me for misunderstanding you all this time."

"Oh, Moon Face, please forgive me too..."

"Bear~!"

The two looked up and saw Felix fiddling with his wand, lighting a fire in the fireplace. "It's a temporary Floo network connection. If anything happens, we'll talk over there. In case Harry turns around and the news that Professor Hyp is harboring a serious criminal can't be kept secret."

Sirius Black grabbed a handful of Floo Powder, muttering, "You're just jealous..." The next second, he was thrown into the fireplace. "You! #￥@%……12 Grimmauld Place!"

Half an hour later, Felix and Lupin returned from the fireplace, and Lupin said gratefully, "Thank you for everything, Professor Hyp."

"No need to be so polite, I was just doing this on someone else's behalf."

Before taking his leave, Lupin couldn't help but ask him, "When did you find out I was a werewolf?"

"Why do you ask that?"

"When I said I was a werewolf, you weren't surprised at all. If you couldn't guess, I'd be incredibly stupid," Lupin said with a self-deprecating laugh.

"That's not important. So far, you've been a good colleague."

After Lupin left, Felix sat on the sofa and sighed, "A long weekend... um," he said, drawing his wand from which flew a swift guardian spirit. "Go."

half an hour-

He whispered, "Severus, you—wait, is your patron deity a doe?"

After a pause, he muttered, "Oh, that's a bit hurtful... I was actually wondering if you wanted to grab a drink together?"

(End of this chapter)