A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 21: The relic of the Dark Lord is at Hogwarts!

Library.

Felix didn't release the book, and he didn't hear anything outside the window.

Yesterday's public class didn't seem to affect him, although he was the direct cause of such a stir.

He turned the pages of the book with his left hand, and swiped the magic wand in a small area with his right hand, one by one runes appeared and disappeared in the air. Mrs. Pince stared at Felix for more than half an hour.

Mrs. Pince was a thin, elderly woman who looked malnourished. But she is very suitable for the job of a librarian, because she loves books like **** and has a keen sense of smell, and can always find out and punish students who violate discipline in the first place.

If a student dared to take out his wand and gesture in the library, she would definitely kick him out immediately, but Felix is ​​a professor, which made her hesitate.

Fortunately, Felix quickly left with two books, so that she would not be so entangled.

Felix returned to the office and took out a piece of chestnut wood from the suitcase. The magic power poured down the carving knife, carving out ancient runes one by one on the surface of the chestnut wood.

Chestnut wood is a material for making wands, but it is like a piece of white paper. It has no tendency and is not expensive. It was excavated by Felix and used to practice ancient runes.

The carving knife infused with magic power left rune symbols on the surface of the chestnut wood. Every time a complete rune was drawn, it would burst into a scorching red light, and then go out quietly, leaving black traces.

The speed at which Felix carved the runes was so fast that the surface of the chestnut wood kept flickering. The carving knife kept flying, as if he was not carving the rune, but writing an immortal chapter that would go down in history.

A few minutes later, Felix filled the surface of the chestnut wood. He drew out his wand and brushed it across the surface of the chestnut wood. A thin layer of wood instantly separated and flew to the other side of the table automatically.

Felix then picked up the carving knife again and continued working on the chestnut wood.

It wasn't until the chestnut log had shrunk three inches that he stopped and stretched in place.

At one corner of the table, thirty thin wood chips have been piled up, like pages of a book, covered with black ancient runes.

Felix calculated a number in his mind, nodded in satisfaction, "272 runes, this is the power I currently have."

He stood up leisurely, stood in front of the window and looked into the distance, his decision to return to Hogwarts was really correct.

This is the life I want!

"哗啦啦~"

An owl flew in through the window and dropped a letter on the table.

Felix opened the envelope, and after reading the letter, he couldn't help frowning.

This is a letter from an "old friend".

Although Felix has only graduated for three years, and has only really traveled for one year, he has traveled far and wide this year and has a lot of experience, which also broadens his horizons enough, and at the same time "makes a lot of friends"—no matter where he is In any corner of the world, he can tell which magic black market is closest to him with his eyes closed.

This letter came from a "friend" he met on the black market.

Felix took out the parchment, scribbled a series of words, and asked him to meet him at the Hogs Head pub in Hogsmeade on Saturday.

Until the owl flew away, he was still thinking about the purpose of this friend.

He remembered the scene when the two met for the first time.

The man called himself Klein. He wore the hood on his robe all the year round, and his face was covered with fog from beginning to end, making it impossible to see his true identity.

Klein adheres to the principle of equivalent transactions, such as rare magic manuscripts, magical potions, magical creatures, etc., he has connections.

Felix has traded with him seven times, and they are both very disciplined.

Therefore, he was also curious as to why Klein was looking for him. Of course, what is more curious is what stock this friend has recently.

Ten o'clock in the morning on Saturday.

When Felix came to the Pig's Head, it was still early and there was only one customer.

Felix walked up to the table of guests, saw the familiar foggy face, and sat down with a smile. As he sat down, the silhouettes of the two were looming, and their voices were completely isolated from the outside world.

"Klein."

"Felix." It was a neutral voice, neither male nor female, nor age.

There is no shortage of such mysterious existences in the magic world, and the reasons are always various. For example, a dark wizard, or something, avoiding the enemy's pursuit, or maybe just some kind of bad taste.

"What can I do for you?"

"Inquire about news."

"What news?"

"The relic of the second generation Dark Lord."

Felix was silent for a few seconds, his mind constantly turning.

"Yes, but you have to tell me your source of information first."

Klein tapped his fingers on the corner of the table, as if weighing, but he quickly said a word, "Wagadu."

"Did you find that group of crazy witch priests?" Felix was a little surprised. Waggadu is a magic school in Africa. African wizards didn't start using magic wands until the 20th century, which also made their development trajectory somewhat different. different from other countries.

For example, they also inherit a branch of prophecy magic, the Witch Festival, but outsiders call them the Crazy Witch Festival.

Because this kind of prophecy magic is actually a kind of black magic, every prophecy needs to pay a price-such as a certain limb on your body.

The most important thing is that the prophecy is not necessarily accurate...

When Klein mentioned Ouagadou, that's all Felix could think of, because Africa and England have nothing to do with each other, and there is no communication between the two sides.

"Continue." Felix said ~IndoMTL.com~ He became interested. With Klein's character, it was impossible for him to find a parallel witch priest, but to let a brilliant witch priest make a prophecy would cost him a lot of money. The price must be quite a lot.

"The prophecy says that the relics of the Dark Lord will stay in Hogwarts for a year."

Felix was stunned, "What is the specific relic?"

"I don't know, I just know it's very evil."

Felix is ​​a little speechless, I don't know what you are trying to do!

Still evil, you think you are an Auror?

As if seeing Felix's disapproval, Klein said again, "The prophecy I requested is: the secret of Leaping Death."

Almost instantly, Felix fully activated the Occlumency Technique, he was "surprised" and said, "Say it again?"

"Leap to death."

"But the Dark Lord is dead."

"This is the prophecy."

"You can check it yourself."

"Hogwarts has Dumbledore."

"Are you afraid of him?"

Klein laughed "haha" twice. Although Felix couldn't see through the fog on his face, he knew that the other party's expression at the moment would not be very good.

Felix pretended to be "contemplative", and said after a long time: "Thank you for the information, but I will not guarantee that I will get the relic. I can only promise that I will not abandon you and go to crack the hacker alone." The secret of the devil."

Klein thought for a moment and said, "Yes."

The two stretched out their hands, their index fingers touched, and a golden pattern bloomed.

This is a temporary magic contract for a period of one year. If he violates it, there will be no punishment for Felix, but by then, Klein will keep track of his position at any time!

If you are not afraid of the revenge of a mysterious wizard, you can break the contract.