Harry Potter: A Certain Ancient Rune Professor of Hogwarts (TL)

By late evening.

Felix walked out of the great hall after dinner and got blocked by Cedric and Roger Davies, who are waiting in the hallway.

“Weather magic? That’s a very rare and unusual branch of magic.” Felix looked at Cedric with some surprise.

“I think it’s very suitable for the first task.” Cedric said with a level-headed view, “When you can’t defeat your opponent, you can try to use tactics such as hiding and shielding vision, etc. in a roundabout way. I looked up some spells in the library over the past two days, Smokescreen Spell, it can create a cloud of smoke out of thin air, thus I don’t have to use a combination of the Water-Making Spell and Exploding Charm.”

“You are trying to develop deeper in this area?” Felix thought about it seriously and finally asked him slowly, “It’s not impossible, but the fog will be restrained by the dragon’s flames, have you thought about that?”

“Professor Flitwick gave me some advice, he said one of the necessary spells for dragon keepers is Extinguishing Spells, which can be used to extinguish the magical flame of dragons…”

Felix nodded and said approvingly, “That’s true, but it takes a lot of practice.”

“That’s right, that spell is so difficult that we’re not sure if we’ll be able to reach the level of those dragon keepers before the tournament. So there has to be a backup plan, and we’ve learned enough about dragons in Classroom 7 over the past few days to know the characteristics of each one. Collins came up with an idea-”

“Why she didn’t come here?”

“Oh, uh, she confiscated a batch of offending badges and has been filling out forms …”

Felix nodded, “Go on, what is her idea?”

“Professor Sprout’s eighth greenhouse inspired her. As you know, there are seven greenhouses in the school, not counting the virtual greenhouse in classroom seven, which is the eighth …” Cedric explained, “Professor Sprout’s memory replicates all kinds of rare plants, but the rarer they are, they tend to be more … quirky.”

He said with carefully chosen words. He along with Roger and Collins had tried it and ended up learning a harsh lesson from various magical plants. Devil’s Snare, Whomping Willow, Blackthorn, Boom Berry, Mimbulus mimbletonia … and much more stuff that they barely recognized.

In the end, it was Sprout’s memory body that came out to free them, and Roger Davies was swallowed by a giant Umbrella Flower, with only two legs visible, and despite knowing that there was no life-threatening danger, they still felt their hearts palpitating.

This led Cedric to be somewhat afraid of his smiling and jovial head for days afterward.

But it was because that incident was so memorable that they subconsciously thought about it when they were learning about dragons and thinking about coping strategies.

“Professor Sprout was somewhat reluctant,” Cedric said, “Nevertheless she gave us some precious blackthorn seeds.”

He looked to Roger Davies next to him, “Roger has learned the Herbivicus Charm and has a good potion to blend, so according to Professor Sprout’s method, we can get a batch of blackthorn that can grow fast.”

“The only drawback is that this approach cannot be used as a regular tactic against the enemy. Because the seeds of blackthorn are very precious, furthermore, using potions and Herbivicus Charm will destroy the structure of the seeds and will make them wither quickly.”

Felix thought for a while in his mind, isn’t it the same as his little assistant’s beaded pouch? She also has a couple of devil’s snares in her pouch, which she probably neglected now. It worked similarly to the method Cedric had proposed, except the devil’s snare was processed with a rune.

Felix pondered silently as he looked at the two a while later.

“Originally, I was planning to keep this part for the weekend – I will be explaining the mutual restraint and cooperation between the spells, then test the spells you are good at, combine your respective characteristics to develop a strategy, and finally take advantage of the seventh classroom to make you practice over and over again … but since you already have your own ideas. ” Felix drew out a parchment, with a quick swish he wrote down the names of several books and a string of spells.

“This contains some information on weather magic, you can read it first.” He immediately frowned and put away the outstretched slip of paper, ” I thought of a point, if there is anyone that is the best at weather magic, besides the tent merchant, it would be Mr. Scamander.”

“Mr. Scamander?” Cedric and Roger Davies sized him up curiously.

“Ah, yes.” Felix gave a reminiscent look, “He and his wife lived in reclusion in Dorset, I visited them once during the holidays, and that’s how I got my Niffler. They had a huge basement that had been expanded with an undetectable extension charm that housed magical creatures from all over the world that needed some care.”

Cedric and Roger Davies blinked and seemed to think of something.

“You should know that different magical creature have different environments suitable for their survival, and for this reason, Newt has divided different areas, each with very different terrain and weather, with volcanoes, pools of water, thunderclouds, and dense forests … Although not very big, it is very comprehensive. ”

“We completely overlooked that!” Cedric shouted, glancing at Roger Davies, and both had an urge to run to classroom seven right now.

When they left excitedly, Felix’s thought revolved, he hadn’t bothered much about them in the past two days, and he never expected the young wizards to be quite active. Are those three doing the same?

Secretly training for it too?

He smacked his lips, students with motivation were easy to guide, now he is looking forward to tomorrow.

Tonight, however, he had an important meeting.

In the dark night.

The November night has been cold, especially at the top of the open mountain, where the wind whistles and the trees flutter.

Felix sat on a bare boulder, mentally calculating the time for the full moon, and before he knew it, the time reached eleven o’clock.

“Snort!”

A figure suddenly appeared, wearing a hood and a valuable fur cloak.

Felix shot a glance at the stranger, “Lucius, you have a beautiful walking cane.”

Lucius lowered his hood, his pale blond hair looked like silvery gray at night, he exhaled a cold breath, and as he met Felix’s eyes, he shivered coldly and let out a muffled grunt.

“Legilimency?” He said, in annoyance.

“Relax, I’m not usually this rough, but considering you seek to work with me, I always have to try what you are capable of first … it’s the basis of all cooperation.”

Lucius frowned.

He realized that something is wrong. Before this, no, before the Quidditch World Cup to be exact, his attitude towards Felix had been anything but close. There had been no connections between them before Sirius’ brother Regulus Black’s funeral, where he had represented several pureblood families in an attempt to bring this dazzling new star into their group.

Unfortunately, that attempt was fruitless.

But then Felix vaguely expressed an attitude of cooperation, and the style of speech at that funeral seemed very familiar to him. In his imagination, Felix was ready to enter politics and join the Ministry of Magic. Of course, he would not regard any ordinary position, so it could only be Fudge’s position.

If he wanted to become the Minister of Magic, he would necessarily be inseparable from the support of some families. And Malfoy can sway the attitudes of a large group of people.

But this is not the only possibility. Because at some point, Felix’s influence had become very far-reaching, Lucius stared at Felix with his calculating gaze, he vaguely felt that Felix is imitating a man.

Dumbledore!

The same academic achievements, the same superior strength, the same preference for Muggles, and even – they both became professors at Hogwarts.

The only difference is that Felix also runs a company, which is managed by a werewolf.

How could Lucius possibly be unaware of who Lupin was? The first-generation member of the Order of the Phoenix, Felix appointed Dumbledore’s men, what does this mean?

He carefully chewed the implications of Felix’s words, a thin layer of sweat warmed up against the cold wind, he thought left and right for a while before speaking tactfully: “I think you stated the opposite, Mr. Hap? It was you who sought to cooperate with the Malfoys-”

“Well,” Felix said softly, “it seems you don’t realize how dangerous your situation is, not a bad act at the Quidditch World Cup, as much as I’d like to give you a hex … I would remind you of that diary. ”

Lucius Malfoy’s face turned white with dread.

“Mr. Hap, I don’t understand what you mean.”

“There are some things I will not divulge; after all, your son is involved – a student of mine as well – and in that aspect, we share the same will.” Felix said, “But I need you to be clear on where the danger lies, to avoid being caught unaware when you are purged later on.”

“The Chamber of Secrets has nothing to do with the Malfoys, and even less to do with Draco.” Lucius said through clenched teeth, “Besides, that man is dead!”

Felix gave him a deep look, ” So be it, but that doesn’t stop you from taking your time to mull it over when you’re alone and have nothing to do. So, let me tell you a story about a clever little wizard who, well, happens to have the same hair as you …”

“… And he outwitted a relic of a Dark Lord – the diary that held his precious memories.” Felix didn’t mention the Horcrux, but Lucius’ face is bloodless at this point. “And I, as a professor in the school, recognized this dark magic item and destroyed it without hesitation, thus protecting the entire student population, especially those of muggle origin.”

“A glorious accomplishment, won’t you agree, Lucius?”

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