A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 367: Room 7

After the conversation with Professor McGonagall, Felix only assigned an assignment, the content of which was similar to the dueling system papers written by Harry and Hermione-what can help you when you are in danger? Did you survive the crisis?

"Whether it's personality, knowledge, spells mastered, or things you carry with you, you can write it down." The new male and female student union chairman passed his words to the ears of the selected students.

In the following week, many professors worked together to complete a large project, while Felix himself spent time in the Room of Requirement, copying the magic and magic pipelines, as well as the crucial magic nodes. Now there is only one last step——

Weekend mornings.

Dumbledore and Felix stood in the empty room. There were no deformed hillsides and green fields here, and there were no traces of the different arenas during the duel match. Even the black hanging gate that was used to select students a week ago , all disappeared.

Only the Untraceable Stretching Charm cast by Felix remained in the room, making the interior space comparable to ten Quidditch pitches. If it hadn't been for the consideration of the other four schools, Hogwarts could have allowed them to live here.

The professors have already applied numerous strengthening spells and protective magic. In fact, every inch of this ancient castle has been soaked with powerful magic power. They have added some additional defensive measures on top of this.

There are only the two of them in the classroom right now, and they are having a serious conversation——

"What do you think?" Felix asked.

"It's worth a try," Dumbledore said lightly.

"I never thought that I would embed my magic into the defense system of Hogwarts, and it will exist for hundreds or thousands of years..." Felix was in a trance for a moment. Come, Dumbledore was smiling at him.

"Let's get started, Albus, the students outside may not be able to wait." Felix said, clenching his wand tightly.

Dumbledore was kind, he raised his wand, waved his arms like a conductor in a band, and communicated with this ancient castle in a way that Felix couldn't understand.

"嗡~"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Felix felt that the castle under his feet came alive, just like a sleeping dragon, but he turned his body slightly, making nests and holes in it, and the parasites on the scales The little creatures find that the whole world has changed.

Clusters of magic power turned into entities, purple, blue, yellow, blue, bronze, green, gray... gathered together and then quickly separated to form flowers of magic power.

"Felix—" Dumbledore said in a deep voice.

Felix understood that he needed to let the magic settle down and form a solid link—like the Room of Requirement.

A fluffy silver ball appeared in his hand, a bit like fluffy grass seeds, and also like a collection of clustered neural networks. In mid-air, it quickly expanded into a three-dimensional structure, occupying the entire spacious room.

Felix chanted complex spells, allowing these tentacles and cores to blend into this space bit by bit. The synapse-like tentacles absorb the magic power of the owner, stabilizing the magic power nodes above.

After that it all disappeared. Magic, tentacles, nodes...they are completely integrated into the room.

Felix switched perspectives, found those nodes, and hid them one by one, making it difficult for even powerful wizards to find them. Dumbledore was doing the same thing, and he also arranged a series of stable magic channels from the authority that no one knew and belonged only to the headmaster.

As long as Hogwarts exists, as long as it takes students, it will never disappear, like the Room of Requirement.

After Dumbledore finished all this, he found that there were four more thinking stone basins in front of Felix.

"This is...?" He asked curiously, with some kind of guess in his mind.

"It's the memory of several professors." Felix said succinctly.

He took a deep breath. Everything before was to create a suitable environment, and the next step was the main event. Although this step was not difficult, he still couldn't help becoming nervous.

Felix controlled the four stone basins of thinking to fly around. It seemed as if the room was divided into four parts, and a stone basin was suspended in the center of each area.

"What's the point of doing this?" Dumbledore asked with great interest. Even for him, this was a rare large-scale magic practice, a rare fusion of alchemy, thinking magic, and transfiguration in the magic world.

"Add a sense of ritual." Felix said with a smile. Then his tone became serious, "Then—the first administrator, seventeen-year-old Albus Dumbledore."

The stone basin on the left side of the two exploded, and countless thick silver clouds gushed out from it. Immediately afterwards, a tall and thin young student with reddish-brown hair came out.

Holding a magic wand in his slender and nimble fingers, he lightly swiped towards the left and right sides, and the dense fog split into two. When he was young, Dumbledore had bright blue eyes, kind and mischievous in his eyes.

"Old friend, you haven't given me much knowledge, and my head is empty. How can I face those troublesome students?" The young Albus Dumbledore said, although he was complaining, but he He didn't seem to be bothered, but nodded to Felix with a smile.

Dumbledore looked at him, his eyes were moist, and he murmured, "This is when I just graduated. I was young and vigorous, and I thought I had a bright future..." He shook his long hair With a silver beard, he smiled and said, "Oh, I don't know if I mentioned it, but when I was young, I liked Bibi's multi-flavored beans very much, but now I can't accept it."

"Time really changes everything."

The young Albus Dumbledore was waving his wand, setting off a silver wave, and the mist was like frozen waves, fixed in mid-air, and then they transformed one after another, forming an open square, a lot of red And golden decorations dotted around.

Felix and Dumbledore looked at it for a while, then turned to the other side, Felix said softly: "The second person who selflessly provided memory - Minerva McGonagall."

The second thoughtstone was blown to powder. Standing where she was was a young, beautiful woman with thick black hair, about thirty years of age, with green eyes. This is the young Minerva McGonagall, and she can see more shadows belonging to the professor of transfiguration at Hogwarts, with a serious expression, high coiled hair, and a pair of square-rimmed glasses.

"It's really interesting..." She looked around and pursed her lips in a signature way, "Let me think about what I need to do, Minerva left me a list of tasks."

Immediately, she remained motionless.

The third person who appeared was Filius Flitwick when he was young. He was also much younger than the current Hogwarts Charms professor. At least, he was wearing a solemn, rigorous suit.

According to himself, this is the clothes he wore when he won the wizard duel championship.

"Oh, Felix, Albus..." The young Flitwick bowed slightly, and waved his wand gracefully, "You are welcome, I think you are not in the mood for a duel right now , but I am here, waiting for you at any time."

The last stone basin exploded, and the young Felix came out. His appearance was exactly the same as now, but his expression was a little frivolous. He looked at Felix and pointed at him, "I need to talk to you Talk to me, you have given me too many restrictions."

"Oh, you don't need it." Felix muttered, letting layers of silver mist completely cover him.

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Felix said to Dumbledore: "They don't appear often, but as managers of this secret realm. Their task is to make this place more dynamic, and the scenes of experience more real and controllable. Of course , I'm talking after training."

Dumbledore nodded slightly: "You have told me all this, and I have no objection."

They walked out of the room together. Twenty or so students were waiting outside anxiously. A little girl screamed: "Why is I not on the list? Why?"

Professor McGonagall is comforting her and said: "Miss Greenglass~IndoMTL.com~You are too young and mentally immature, it is really inappropriate..."

"I am the champion of the first-year duel competition! The champion!" Astoria shouted at the top of his voice.

Professor McGonagall looked at her with a headache, when Dumbledore came over, bent down and said gently: "You are little Astoria? Your father sent me a letter, let's go and see it together Look, by the way, I can recommend you some sweets..."

"Really?"

"Professor McGonagall can testify for me..."

Mag on the side rolled his eyes, but finally solved a problem. She said to Felix: "These students are left to you, Felix, I think—"

She thought for a while and didn't say much. Turned around and left.

Felix looked at the young faces, "Okay, students, take your papers and follow me in."

He took a few steps, stopped, looked at the half-open door, drew out his wand, and sketched in the air, a line of gold letters appeared above the door, "Classroom No. 7".

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other, and Harry shrugged: "This is really worthy of the name."

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