A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor - Chapter 666

Snape caught the Elder Wand, still incredulous in his eyes. He could feel the magic within himself becoming alive and increasing in strength, and the Elder Wand seemed to be silently urging him to cast some spells.

He resisted the urge in his heart, walked over slowly, and put the Elder Wand on the desk. The wand rolled around the table a few times, hitting the silverware base on one side, shaking for a while, and then gradually quieting down.

“That’s it?” Snape licked his lips, his voice hoarse.

“That’s it.” Dumbledore nodded and said, “The Elder Wand is the least emotional, the most calm and cruel wand. It only considers ability. It goes with strength. , and can’t match you in mana, so you deservedly won the wand.”

“But I can’t have it,” Snape said coldly, still staring at the elder wand.

“Severus,” Dumbledore sighed, “I’d rather never have it. Countless people in history have been obsessed with the power of the Elder Wand, but how many have been happy? None! ”

Snape froze for a moment and looked away.

“Fox will take you home,” Dumbledore finally said softly.

The phoenix on the perch spread its wings and flew straight to Snape, its golden claws lightly on his shoulders. Snape turned his head and was silent for a while.

“Who do you want that wand to end up on, and who do you want it to be used against?”

“That’s your business.” Dumbledore said calmly: “I hope there will never be a day when it will be useful, preferably a permanent mystery, which means that there will be no major changes in the wizarding world.”

Snape stared, and remained silent for a long time, and Fox on his shoulder made a boring “click-click” sound with his beak.

“—It also means that you have found something for that kid Snape to do, so that he will not have a dead face all day.” When one person and one bird disappeared into flames in the office, the portrait of Principal Black on the wall Said slyly, “When are you going to hang yourself on the wall, Dumbledore? I thought of you dropping by – ouch!”

A very thick wand appeared in his frame and started poking at him.

“You – how – dare – say – so! Irresponsible! What! Words!” said a witch aggressively.

With a thud and screams of pain, Dumbledore smiled and lowered his head slightly, rubbing the resurrection stone ring, then took out his quill and parchment and began to write. The letter was very short, and he waited for the ink after writing. Let dry.

With a soft firelight, Fox returned.

“Give the letter to Babajid,” said Dumbledore cheerfully to it.

…

the next morning.

“I still can’t believe it,” Harry whispered at the dinner table, glancing at the faculty chair, where some professors were having breakfast, including Professor Bagshot.

Would such a man start the wizarding muggle war half a century ago? Harry tried hard to see the traces of youth in Professor Bagshot’s wrinkled face, his eyes fell on the gray hair, had they been dazzling gold before?

“Dumbledore knows about this, Harry, he recruited Professor Bagshot into the school himself, so whether it is that person or not, it is not as important as the next exam.” Hermione persuaded righteously: “We already It’s a crime to waste an entire evening discussing and doing nothing.”

Ron, who had been in high spirits and was ready to join the discussion, listened, and immediately put his chin on one arm and turned the fried eggs on the plate. But Hermione didn’t let them go. She said imposingly: “Be sure to study **** the weekend. Because of Animagos, our progress is two weeks behind normal!”

“Speaking of which, I’ll be filling out a form in Professor McGonagall’s office tonight,” said Harry frustratedly.

“Oh, well, that would take about two hours,” said Hermione with experience. “Professor McGonagall will pass on a series of rules on behalf of the Ministry of Magic, such as where and where animagus is prohibited, a total of 47 rules. …”

“Stop it, Hermione, I’m going to have a nightmare,” Ron muttered. He suddenly looked at the long dining table opposite, “Hey, I don’t know when they became so close.”

Harry looked up and saw that Neville and Hannah had their heads together, eating and chatting.

“Hannah lent Neville the Transfiguration class notes, and maybe helped him make up for it by the way.” Hermione said disapprovingly. Neville didn’t qualify for an advanced Transfiguration class this semester, but he planned to take the make-up exam this year.

“Neville can let us borrow notes,” Ron said immediately.

“Oh, Ron, you fool.”

Harry was sad to find that the conversation had been suspended, and perhaps he could give Ron a tip to keep him from speaking so directly. They finished their meal and went to the last Ancient Rune lesson of the week. Before leaving the auditorium, Harry gave the teacher’s seat another ghostly look.

Hermione followed his gaze and said sadly.

“Well, if Professor Bagshot is really… that person, how sad Neville would be.”

“Yeah, having a close relationship with two dark wizard professors in a row would make me uncomfortable,” Ron said. The power eye, there are no other shortcomings.”

“What an astonishing discovery,” said Hermione.

At the dinner table, another quarrel ended. Felix had just shared his teaching experience with several professors.

“Thank you, Felix.” Professor McGonagall held back several times, but still couldn’t hold back, she protested: “I don’t think it’s a responsible approach to let senior students give questions to junior students.”

“But we have to admit, Minerva,” said Slughorn, who seemed persuaded. “The lower-level classes are simple, nothing new, and from an efficiency standpoint…”

Professor McGonagall stared at him immediately, and Slughorn wiped the sweat from his brow.

“Minerva,” Felix said calmly, “most of the sixth and seventh graders are adults now, and we can’t just treat them as students, go through things, take some responsibilities—”

“At the cost of giving up some of my responsibilities as a professor? I’m amazed,” said Professor McGonagall vehemently.

Felix shrugged and turned his head to see Grindelwald with a mocking expression beside him. He immediately turned his gun around, “Professor Bagshot’s final exam papers should be finished, I guess? After all, there is only one grade.”

As we all know, Grindelwald only taught grades six and seven, and the N.E.W.Ts exam in grade seven was still in charge of the Ministry of Magic.

“I’m going to hand it in with the probation report,” Grindelwald said. “How do you say it? Keep improving…Professor Boubaji?”

Keridi Boubaji raised his head and pointed to himself suspiciously.

“I’ve written a few Muggle research papers, and I’m going to ask someone to correct the format. I can’t think of a better candidate.” Grindelwald said, bowing slightly.

“Oh, okay, I’d be happy to help,” said Professor Bubagi enthusiastically.

“Can I take a look?” Dumbledore interrupted suddenly.

“No problem,” Grindelwald said lightly, “I have to admit that some of my views in the past were extreme, and there is room for correction… Muggles have their own merits. For example, the recent gun ban bill they came up with– Can you pass me the raspberry jam?” Dumbledore froze for a moment, and immediately handed him the jam plate, “Thank you—” he continued: “I have been following this information: the new legislation is officially in force, Ma The Melon government has collected more than 10,000 guns…”

“I remember it was reported in the newspapers that it was a Muggle wand?” Professor Flitwick asked with interest.

“Almost, but that thing has only one function, killing.” Grindelwald said softly: “In my active years, this kind of thing was proliferating, and Muggles didn’t stop, desperately researching various more efficient ways to kill, They’re very talented at this.”

“Oh, oh.” Professor Flitwick was a little absent-minded. “I don’t understand why anyone is specializing in this.”

“The misuse of magic is equally violent,” Dumbledore warned.

“But there’s more to magic than violence,” said Grindelwald calmly. “We use it to grow crops—” he looked at Bubaki, who smiled slightly; “to get rid of complicated labor—” Livy nodded, and Flitwick put down his fork politely; “And the pursuit of truth—” His eyes flicked over Felix, who looked back curiously; “And of course, love.”

His eyes rolled around, and finally fell on Dumbledore.

“Love is a great magic. That’s your opinion, isn’t it, Headmaster Dumbledore?”

“That’s right.” Dumbledore’s face showed a look of surprise.

Gucha

“How amazing,” Grindelwald said with emotion. “I’ve often fantasized about what a communication between wizards and Muggles would be like recently.”

Felix put down his knife and fork and looked at Grindelwald intently, wondering what he wanted to say? As a result, Grindelwald’s words surprised Felix.

“…intimacy, learning from each other, wizards don’t have to be afraid, muggles can benefit from magic…but I think communication is not achieved overnight, not full of goodwill from the beginning, there will inevitably be twists and turns, we must be more proactive to meet In the future… in this process, the old method will not work – that Voldemort’s approach is very unpopular – only by uniting all feasible forces to ensure that there is no internal chaos.”

Several professors were impressed by this insight.

They have more or less heard of Professor Bagshot’s hostility towards Muggles, but from his speech today, Professor Bagshot seems to have perfected his thinking. Professor McGonagall even offered him a small plate of pastries.

“You can try this, Professor Bagshot,” she said politely.

“Thank you.” Grindelwald said politely, “These are the thoughts that I had in the teaching process, and those slightly naive thoughts also promoted my transformation…”

After a few minutes, the professors each left to teach their students.

Felix was trying to complete what Grindelwald had left unfinished – necessary because Grindelwald’s words were addressed to him and Dumbledore, or to be more precise, prepared for Dumbledore of.

He mentions that he used to have extreme views… Of course, otherwise he wouldn’t have gathered saints and fought the orthodox wizarding world; then Muggle weapons, does that matter? Maybe it’s just an introduction to the next topic, paving the way for the real point:

The exposure of the magical world is inevitable, and only by uniting all forces that can be united.

And the saints…are a major force.

When he pushed open the door of the ancient rune classroom, Felix roughly sketched an outline in his mind:

As the school year draws to a close, Grindelwald’s brief release is coming to an end, and if he doesn’t want to go back to the icy Nurmengard fort to serve his sentence, he’ll have to save himself. Even though Grindelwald was stable for more than half a year, he was very clear about his situation.

This more than half a year is enough for him to see the changes of Dumbledore in the past half century.

He finally took out his weight today in late April. He is willing to accept Dumbledore’s conditions and become an important force in stabilizing the wizarding world.

The question is, what would Dumbledore do?

Below the podium, the students whispered.

“Professor Hepp lost his mind again?”

“Cough cough, be quiet, be careful not to be heard.”

“Do you think the professor knows the truth?” Harry whispered. “Definitely,” said Ron firmly. “Maybe he’s thinking about it now, but unfortunately I don’t know Legilimency… What do you think, Hermione?”

“Maybe the professor is thinking about how to fly to the moon,” Hermione said with a soft snort.

“Ha, you’ve become humorous.”

Felix cleared his throat and the students fell silent.

“I suddenly thought of the practice exam questions for this year’s final exam. Do you want to listen?”

The students stared at him, a little bewildered.

Hermione held her forehead.

“If Professor McGonagall heard it, she probably wouldn’t be happy.”

“Who cares!” said Ron happily, with a big smile on his face and Harry’s, which meant he could get good grades in at least two subjects, one in Ancient Runes and the other in Defense Against the Dark Arts technique.

Oh yes, and Transfiguration, he’s now an Animagus too.

Hermione’s recent advances in Transfiguration made him envious. She’s always handy when it comes to learning techniques that require subtle magical manipulation, and her advanced human transformation is similar to Tonks’ Disguise Magus, except that she has to use a wand to cast spells.

At this time, the students finally reacted, and one of the girls suddenly shouted excitedly: “Professor, I love you!” The classroom burst into laughter, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively, and several boys followed suit.

“Very interesting,” Felix said solemnly. “When I go back, I’ll look through the cards I received on February 14th, and if I can’t find your names—” He tapped these bold ones with his chin. students, “I will find an opportunity to detain you in the classroom.”

“Let’s get back to the subject,” he said, taking a black wizard chess piece from his pocket, “I wouldn’t mind resisting pressure from the Ministry of Magic’s Wizarding Examinations Authority to give more than half of the students ‘excellent’ Evaluation, as for the standard of excellence is simple:”

“Take the test date as a node, and improve myself to a certain level that is satisfactory to me before that.”

“The questions are naturally more difficult. This is the price of knowing the content of the test in advance.”

But the students stared at the knight **** in his hand, ignoring Felix’s words, knowingly or unintentionally, when they thought about it: it was a good deal.

Felix opened his palm, the chess piece burst into flames, and a Swift with a golden-red flame on his body appeared. The students watched in amazement as it hovered overhead, and after a while, Swift returned to the professor’s hand, and turned into a wizard **** again.

“It’s so cool.” Ron’s eyes lit up with excitement, and he couldn’t help moaning in a low voice, “I’m willing to trade a hundred Galleons for a wizard chess set like this. No, I can. Two hundred pieces!”

Harry and Hermione grinned, and the professor’s demonstration was Ron’s favorite.

Felix continued his class.

“It doesn’t need to be at my level, but the idea is the same. Piecing together a completely closed structure with ancient runes, while also showing a certain magical ability – let’s review the fourteenth rune law. ”

Several students raised their hands.

“Miss Greenglass…well, five points for Slytherin.”

“Ancient magic is a combination of magical characters with special order and special magical functions, that is, the rune sequence; this means that there are still a lot of character combinations that have no practical significance in the world, and they can’t actually be called magic. The text sequence has nothing to do with ancient magic.”

“For example, what you saw in the practice class…”

Immediately before Harry’s eyes, dense, pin-thin rune appeared.

“Think about it, put the rune symbol together like building blocks, it can be some kind of strange creature, a golden trophy, or a beautiful house, and of course it can be this little chess piece in my hand… I ask you to subtly incorporate the rune circuit in this process.”

“For example, Luna Lovegood, a 5th-year student, put together a Goblet of Fire that has a similar effect~www.mtlnovel.com~ It can release a blue flame, which is not very lethal, but Funny, isn’t it? You can think that’s the threshold of ‘good’.”

Hermione raised her hand.

Felix nodded at her.

“Miss Granger?”

“Hmm—Professor? Is this chess piece in your hand also integrated into the Rune circuit?” Hermione asked, she was all too familiar with the golden flame on Swift’s body, which was the first ancient magic she had mastered.

“More than that,” Felix said with a smile, “the structure of this chess piece is actually very complicated, including rune sequences, rune loops, and meaningless magic characters that fill the positions, which together form a complete structure. Individuals, and finally formed what you see.” His last words were to the whole class.

In fact, Felix also omitted the role of memory magic, but it had little effect.

“…I don’t ask you to incorporate ancient magic into it, that would be too difficult, but since Granger mentioned it, I’ll just say by the way, there will be extra points if someone does it.”