A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 337: Camp

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In the evening, Felix and Lupine came out from the headquarters of the 'Future World' company——because of the branch stores used to sell specific products, this vertical castle building was named the company headquarters. Responsible for research work.

Felix intends to spread the company's sales outlets all over the world, just like Gringotts Bank. Many British wizards don't know that Gringotts has branches in different countries, and they think it's the only one.

The two of them looked at the storefront from a distance. It was almost completely dark. There were two fire dragons floating at the entrance of "Future World - Diagon Alley Store". The flame-like light caused everyone to scream.

"Fudge has delivered the ticket, but you were not there at the time, so I accepted it for you." Lupine said softly.

"Yeah."

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Felix returned to his residence in London and concentrated on visiting some friends. Then one morning, Apparition appeared in a foggy forest, which was specially designated by the British Ministry of Magic for Apparition. A field.

"Go in that direction, remember to register at the door." A tired old wizard said weakly, at this time, there was another crackling sound not far away, and a South American wizard dressed like a peacock appeared spinning , bumping his head against a nearby tree.

The old wizard of the Ministry of Magic muttered something, which sounded a bit like the pronunciation of "stupid bird". Felix followed the direction he pointed out, walked out of the forest, and saw a gentle **** that stretched upwards through the hazy fog. Strange blocks in the mist stretched along the hillside—they were tents set up by wizards who arrived in advance.

Around the Quidditch World Cup, the Ministry of Magic has prepared more than a dozen footholds for wizards watching the game to come in batches. Naturally, the lower the ticket price, the earlier the arrival time.

Felix came to a stone house, and there was a man standing at the door, with a dazed and indifferent expression on his face. Felix could see that he was the only normal person in the large area, and that he had just been obliviously cast.

"Hello, sir?"

"Hi, I'm Roberts," the man said calmly, "Report your name and pay the money."

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Felix passed between the tents. Not far from the entrance of the camp, there were patrolling personnel from the Ministry of Magic. They were responsible for maintaining order in the entire camp and acting as law enforcement officers. "You!" an enforcer from the Ministry of Magic shouted, "What's the matter with the chimney on the tent?" The reprimanded wizard retorted vigorously, "I didn't violate the secrecy regulations, and Muggles did the same!"

"Are you sure?" The law enforcement officer was a little confused, "Your tent is different from everyone else..."

The colleague next to him whispered: "I have seen it too, you may be mistaken."

So the two departed, leaving the victorious wizard to work on his tent. Felix walked through the area cautiously, and his sight gradually widened. He found that the patrol personnel of the Ministry of Magic actually only paid attention to the tents near the edge of the field. After walking a certain distance, various tents with "traces of magic" began to compete.

A crooked tent that looked like it was glued together by a child stood upright in the wind. Seven or eight feet away, it was a normal-sized tent, but on its side, there was a moving sheet. The poster, it should be a certain football star, about thirty years old, with a gloomy face.

"Why are there more things?" A familiar voice shouted.

Then came Hermione's voice: "Oh, my God, those are the tent poles for support!"

"Can it be used as it is, or will it collapse suddenly?" This is the voice of Sirius.

Felix followed the sound, and several children of the Weasley family gathered together, watching the two adults in the center of the field—Mr. Weasley and Sirius lying on the ground, checking what went wrong.

"Hello, do you need help?" Felix said with a smile.

Sirius raised his head from the ground, in a terrible mood, he stood up immediately, drew out his wand, and pointed at the loose tent, which immediately jumped up and assembled itself.

"Well, you're right, though—although we've lost a lot of fun." Mr. Weasley got up from the ground too.

"Hello, Mr. Weasley."

"Hello, Professor Hype," said Mr. Weasley, his expression was a little stiff, and he gave the children a worried look. Last few days."

He pulled Felix aside, and Sirius followed after looking around.

"Professor Haip, I heard from Harry that you taught him Apparition?" Don't you think it's too early?"

"Too early? Mr. Weasley, I don't quite understand."

"The Ministry of Magic stipulates that Apparition requires at least the sixth grade to start learning, and you have to go through a rigorous exam. I heard friends from the Reversal Incident Team say that all kinds of serious splits...Actually, in fact, I wish it had been a year or two earlier, but Harry was only in third year..."

"Harry has the potential," said Felix.

"Many adult wizards are not good at this kind of magic." Mr. Weasley said eagerly, wiping his bald forehead with a handkerchief.

They didn't notice that the noisy voice in the tent quieted down, and a gap was exposed in the tent, and pairs of bright eyes looked towards this side.

"Mr. Weasley, I have always felt that apparition should be included as one of the rigid criteria for students to graduate," Felix said with a smile, not caring much about his attitude, "I have already proposed this to Dumbledore It is proposed and is expected to be implemented this year.”

"Graduation criteria?" asked Mr. Weasley in surprise, his attention diverted. In fact, he was not obsessed with the apparition problem, but worried that Felix was eager to make achievements and hurt Harry, so he reminded him tactfully.

He didn't know that Ron and Hermione also followed him secretly, but today when he was looking for the Portkey on Ferret Mountain, he heard something from Sirius, and he thought it was Sirius who taught Harry in private. I know, it turned out to be Professor Haipu in the school.

"That's right, a few spells are included in the category that must be mastered. If you fail to pass, you will be sent back to retake the course, and you will not be allowed to graduate." Felix said in a relaxed tone.

Harry and Ron, who were eavesdropping, exchanged glances with each other. Fred and George were on top of them, taking a higher position, causing Ron to murmur, "Don't squeeze!" Hermione and Ginny squatted down, at the lowest position, and looked out through the two rivet holes.

On the other end, Sirius asked with great interest: "Can you tell me about the magic?"

"It's not decided yet," Felix said, "but I think—" He counted them one by one with his fingers, "Apparition, Disillusionment, Disarming, Iron Armor, Safeguarding, Muggle expulsion, healing spells, these should be the most basic. There may be more specific divisions, related to career choices..."

Mr. Weasley's attitude has improved a lot, and he said thoughtfully: "Is it targeted training before entering the job? It sounds good. Many new graduates still have to learn a lot, even I Enter the Ministry of Magic..."

Sirius grinned. From what he knew about Felix, maybe Felix was preparing for the wizarding war. He glanced at the tent and waved his hand covertly. His godson was so careless that half of his head was exposed.

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"So you taught Harry because of this? Think all wizards should master it?" After Mr. Weasley left, Sirius found an opportunity and asked in a low voice.

They were standing in front of the tent, watching wizards coming and going from all over the world. A red-faced wizard in a kilt was leading a flamingo and holding a huge pot.

"Actually, he asked for it." Felix said calmly.

"You can refuse," Sirius reminded him, "As Arthur said, he is not old enough to pass the exam."

Felix looked at him teasingly: "I'm only responsible for teaching, and I can't control their situation outside the school. Maybe... we should expect the guardian of the little wizard to set an example and give proper guidance?"

Sirius was dark-faced. After learning that Harry had mastered Apparation, his first thought was to take him on a trip, and he really did.

He didn't continue this topic, looked back at the tent carefully, Mr. Weasley took out a kettle and two saucepans from the backpack he brought, the children were busy making the bed, Sirius said cautiously: "You are right Do you understand the sequelae of curse scars?"

"Why do you ask that..." Felix looked at Sirius, and then followed his line of sight to see Harry, "Is it Harry?"

"That's right," said Sirius shortly, glancing again at the wizard in the kilt, two Ministry of Magic enforcers eyeing the bird he was carrying, "the scar on his forehead suddenly hurt, Had a nightmare where he said he dreamed of Voldemort... I don't know much about that."

Sirius briefly said what he knew, and Felix frowned, "What kind of Voldemort did he dream about?"

"I don't see clearly."

"Except for Voldemort?"

"There should be other people, but Harry forgot. You also know that the more you recall the details of dreams, the harder it is to remember. Maybe Voldemort is secretly plotting something, he still has A helper! That's why I'm asking you. I hope it's just an accident, a dream, aren't you a therapist?"

"I'm not." Felix sighed, "If he's got a memory problem—well, you know what I mean, you should go to St. Mungo's Charms Injury Department."

Sirius' words were full of worry, "I'm worried about causing unnecessary trouble, maybe the influence of the spell is still left, the Killing Curse...has never been precedent, and Harry didn't escape by relying on his own strength Instead, rely on Lily's magic."

He briefly revealed some information, mainly the ancient magic that Lily cast, including its function and cost. Felix had actually heard a similar story, only Sirius recounted it in more detail.

"So that's the case. I suggest you ask Dumbledore to make it clear that he has many secret channels to find out information, and he may be able to find out about Voldemort's movements."

Neither of the two spoke, the wizard with the flamingo was stopped, and the law enforcement officers of the Ministry of Magic suspected that he was suspected of smuggling precious magical animals, although the two law enforcement officers did not know the wizard with bright roses. It was a big bird with black feathers, but politely asked the wizard to come.

"This is a flamingo! Do you know about a flamingo? It's not a magical animal...it's not related to a phoenix!" The wizard yelled angrily and was carried away.

Sirius suddenly asked: "Is that really not a magical animal?"

"No." Felix said firmly.

"Don't you explain?"

"It will always be clear, maybe they will become friends."

In the tent, the children began to talk about their experiences, and the Weasley twins mentioned the Future World Company where they stayed for half the summer vacation, "It's really cool!"

Fred said with a sigh: "We made a lot of friends, think about it, there are dozens of like-minded people—"

"Compared with others, we are small fights." George said.

"Don't say that, we managed to sell the couple mirror anyway, and Professor Lupine said it would revolutionize the magic world."

"You sold it?" Harry asked in surprise.

"No, we signed a two-year cooperation agreement until we graduate." Fred said with a smile, "Borrowing the store sales of Future World Company, we don't have to worry about it, and there will be dividends every month—"

"Sufficient funding for other research!"

George also said happily: "After graduation, we can save a lot of money and buy a shop directly in Diagon Alley."

"I even have a name--"

"Weasley's Wizard Wheezes!" The two cheered, raising their arms at the same time.

Mr. Weasley on the side sighed. Professor Lupine visited the Burrow and insisted on signing the agreement under the witness of him and Molly.

"See you later."

Felix said goodbye to them and came to a large tent in the camp. Lupine stood in front of the entrance, hung up a sign, and took two steps back to look at it carefully.

"It's a little crooked." Felix said suddenly beside him. Lupine was taken aback. A cluster of red sparks spewed out from the wand hidden in his sleeve. With a swipe, the sign was immediately glued to the tent squarely.

The two looked at the sign that said "Future World"~IndoMTL.com~Lupine whispered: "People from the Ministry of Magic suggest that we use as little magic as possible. After all, this is the territory of Muggles. Outside, there is a small village."

At this moment, two young men came out of the tent, and Keremi wiped the sweat from her forehead, "Rearrange the box, my God, it's like a big warehouse inside. Oh, Hap Professor, you are here too—"

"Hello, Mr. Haipu." The blond young man next to her said that he was a clerk at the sales outlet of Future World Company in Diagon Alley, and his name was Arik McKee.

"Hello." Felix nodded at them, and he called Keremi aside, "How are you doing these days?"

"It's not bad," Keremi said excitedly, "especially the memory stone basin, I took the time to listen to the parts I didn't understand before, but there are no more lessons..."

What she was talking about was the teaching aids that Felix used when he taught ancient magic in the Rune Club last school year. He imitated the Pensieve and made them. on employee training.

Felix said: "It is for interested employees to make up lessons, and the content is not too deep."