A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 300: Demo

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Felix opened his eyes, as if in a lifetime. He looked at the old man on the bed, took out a speculum from his pocket, and put it by his hand.

The looking glass began to spin, and the crisp and pleasant music sounded.

"This is a looking glass?" Nick asked softly, "What is it for?"

The two had discussed this issue before. He knew that Felix had found seven ways to make looking glasses from ancient books, and even changed them into rune creations. He also raised a lot of opinions.

"It's just a prank. It can sense people's body temperature and it will ring when the hand is released."

The old man laughed: "If you don't tell me, I might think about it for a long time." He listened quietly for a while, then reached out and groped for the looking glass, and the sound stopped.

"Albus...call Albus for me."

Felix waved his wand, and a silver light disappeared. Soon, Dumbledore appeared at the door. He hurried to the bedside, leaned slightly to look at Nick Flamel, and saw that he was intact, Dumbledore Lido was visibly relieved.

"Principal Dumbledore, you don't think I'm going to do anything, do you?" Felix said with a strange face. Bullido fears for Nick Flamel's safety.

"You think too much, Felix." Dumbledore straightened up and said with a smile.

Nick Flamel clenched the speculum tightly with one hand, and his voice trembled: "Ah, Albus—please bear witness, everything about me belongs—belongs to Felix Hemp .”

Dumbledore said in a deep voice: "I will respect your wishes, Nick."

"Phoebe, Felix——" The old man turned his gaze to Felix, tried to open his eyes wide, and looked at the blurred shadow through a layer of white.

"I'm here, Nick," said Felix.

A golden key floated towards him. He spread his palm and let the key fall on his hand. There was still the residual warmth of the old man's body on it.

"Hope—don't blame me, youthful setbacks—not necessarily—it's, it's a bad thing, I believe, trust you—ahem!" Nick Flamel coughed violently, his eyes protruded, and he panted He continued: "I believe you will become—a legend of the new era—"

Dumbledore glanced at Felix in astonishment. What happened in the previous half hour? Why did his old friend suddenly recognize him? Legendary... Dumbledore could clearly sense the strong expectations contained in this evaluation.

Felix did not avoid Dumbledore's probing gaze. He looked at Nick Flamel in a daze. Er..."

After a while, the looking glass in his hand suddenly rang, and the melodious music echoed in the cabin.

The key in Felix's hand was shining brightly. At this moment, he became the owner of this safe house. At the same time, a series of hidden addresses flowed in his heart.

…

Half an hour later, Felix and Dumbledore stood in front of a tombstone. At the request of Nick Lemay, he and his wife Perenal were buried together. Not far away is Nick and his wife's first home after graduating from Beauxbaton School.

The two stood silently for a while, and Dumbledore cast a protective spell to hide the open space. Felix stretched out his finger and touched it lightly, the air in front of him rippled like water.

The two walked along a path——

"Need a chat, Felix?" said Dumbledore gently.

"I'm not that fragile yet." Felix muttered dissatisfiedly, "You should spend your time looking for Voldemort's Horcrux."

Dumbledore smiled: "Ah, I've really been caught up in some trivial matters recently. Tom's life is really rich and he has met quite a lot of people, but—" he blinked mischievously, "I still found A useful clue."

"About the third Horcrux?"

"I guess it is, maybe it also contains the secret of the fourth Horcrux. I made an appointment with a poor house elf, but she is in a very bad condition, I must hurry up..."

Felix nodded. After thinking for a moment, he couldn't help but ask, "How strong is Voldemort? Are you unable to deal with him, just because the Horcrux cannot be killed?"

"There is a reason for this, but apart from Horcruxes, he himself is also a master of black magic, not to mention the various experiments he did on himself during the years when he disappeared." Dumbledore said calmly, "In his own words: he pushed magic to a level never before possible."

"Sounds arrogant."

"Indeed, but I have to admit that there is some truth to what he said." Dumbledore said: "The above sentence can be changed to say that he has pushed some magic to an unprecedented degree. And others-"

"Shallow?"

"Yes, IMHO... pathetic ignorance."

Felix thought about it, and tentatively said: "Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw once said that she and the other three founders are already considered magical creatures."

"Is that so?" said Dumbledore, without surprise in his tone.

"Felix, I can't give you much useful insights. When I was young, I did think that I was omnipotent for a short period of time... a magical creature? This statement is too modest, and I was too arrogant at the time."

"So——" Felix held his breath, "you did enter a wonderful state?"

Dumbledore smiled slightly, "I can demonstrate a little bit, of course, just a demonstration."

"How do I do this?"

"Say a spell at me, well, don't be too powerful. I need to remind you that the person standing in front of you is a centenarian."

Felix was a little excited. This was the first time he had the opportunity to experience the magical attainments of Dumbledore, the strongest wizard. He took a few steps back, straightened his body, thought for a while, and threw a A third-level stun spell.

He looked at Dumbledore expectantly. How would Dumbledore demonstrate another realm of magic?

"Ding!"

The red light flew towards the opposite side quickly like a shooting star. Dumbledore deftly stretched out his right hand, flicked his fingers, and flicked the spell away, just like flicking away a fly or something.

Then he nodded politely: "Thank you for being considerate of me, an old man. According to your standards, this should be a third-level curse? If it were stronger, I might be embarrassed."

Felix looked at Dumbledore in amazement. He could resist a few stun spells himself, but he was keenly aware of the difference between the two: his method was actually that of the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, Resistance to specific spells, and what Dumbledore does is even more magical.

He had the feeling that standing in front of him was like a magical creature wearing Dumbledore's skin, such as a manticore. As far as he knew, this magical creature Animal skin repels almost all known spells.

"Principal Dumbledore, you—"

"It's not as amazing as you think, I'm old, and I barely have some amazing little tricks left~IndoMTL.com~I have no doubt—just like Nick thinks, you will be better than me in the future Go further."

Felix knew that these words meant the end of the conversation, he could only remember what happened just now, and ponder it carefully when he had time.

"Are you going back to school, Headmaster Dumbledore?"

"I still need to take care of some things."

The two parted ways on a small hill full of pale yellow wildflowers, and Felix walked towards the castle from the edge of the Forbidden Forest in the afterglow of the setting sun. When approaching the gate of the castle, he heard a rush of footsteps, followed the sound, but there was nothing in front of him.

"Oh, professor, I finally found you!" Hermione gasped as she suddenly appeared in the air, holding a mercury-like invisibility cloak in her hand.

Felix retracted his wand into his cuff, "What happened?"

"Sirius! You need to save Sirius, as well as Harry, Professor Lupine and Snape," Hermione shrieked with a terrified expression, "There are a lot of dementors... Sky!"