A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 464: 2 issues

Meanwhile, in the Gryffindor lounge. While the other students were busy with their holiday homework, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were engaged in lively discussions, hammering out spells that might be used in their third project.

"We won't know the specifics of the third project in about a month, but we can't wait until then to start action." Hermione said to them, and Harry noticed that she took out her little notebook again, He also remembered that it was filled with inspiration and information for Hermione's second project.

Hermione noticed Harry's gaze, and she explained: "Some spells are very useful, but we didn't have time to learn them at the time, and now they come in handy."

"What's there?" Ron asked with interest, "I think what I have so far is enough."

"No, it's not enough," Hermione said seriously, "For example, in the thirty-second Tournament, the warriors were asked to find an invisible beast based on a simple map."

"It doesn't sound dangerous," said Ron, "The invisible beast is not very aggressive."

"Oh, the danger is not from the invisible beast, but from other creatures in the mountains. Besides, in the end, the warriors explored the mountains for six weeks but found nothing. The judges had to declare them all failed," said Hermione.

"Six weeks? In the wild?" Ron winced.

"You can imagine how poor the state of the warriors is." Hermione said briefly, "On average, they took longer to cultivate..."

Ron's body shook visibly.

"We should really be prepared," said Ron with a serious face. "Is there any good advice to avoid getting lost?"

"Survival skills in the wild, Professor Belby has talked about this knowledge; how to deal with common dangerous creatures in the wild, Professor Lupine has talked about this part... There are also amplifying spells, warning spells, and directional spells... I think sharp The sharp blade is also good, it can be used to clear the bushes and build a temporary tent... I said, Ron, how is your apparition practice?"

"What?" Ron was taken aback and swallowed nervously.

"Don't look at me like that, you haven't practiced since the end of last school year, have you?" Hermione asked, staring at his face.

"Oh, uh," Ron stammered, "I did it twice, remember?"

"That was last year, if you haven't practiced since..." Hermione looked at him sternly.

"What about you?" Ron couldn't help but ask back.

"I know it a long time ago," said Hermione, "of course, I don't use it as well as Harry..."

Ron looked at her dejectedly, "So, I have one more task than you? Harry, I need your help, Harry?"

Harry looked up sleepily from Famous Wizards and Their Patronuses.

"What's wrong with you?" Ron asked strangely.

"The professor asked me to find time to practice the Patronus Charm more." Harry said with a yawn.

"Patronus Charm? Why?"

Harry shrugged, "The professor said that this magic has great potential."

…

After about a week, the number of people in the Ministry of Magic gradually increased, and the staff returned one after another, officially returning to work.

Felix's special training is also on the right track. The Aurors and strikers who are most progressing have already begun to try to integrate the flame rune and the fire spell. At this point, the difficulty has become the control of magic power The time has come to merge with the two, which is not difficult for the elite of the Ministry of Magic.

Kingsley and Dawlish were the first to succeed. To them, the power of a single spell might not be a big deal, but what they were facing was a whole magic system.

Everyone attached great importance to this rare opportunity, and Felix quietly spread his influence to the most important force of the Ministry of Magic.

He reviewed his experience in the past few days, and there was no conflict with Scrimgeour's lunch. Scrimgeour didn't even mention Yaxley. He just took out a letter of appointment as a consultant to the Ministry of Magic .

"Honorary advisor? What's the use?" Felix asked while flipping through the contents above, but he didn't find anything like a magic contract.

"An extra income, and the right to advise and monitor certain matters." Scrimgeour said seductively, "if you plan to enter politics, this will be an important qualification."

Felix shrugged and took it.

One afternoon, Felix once again explained the meaning of the 'flowing' rune to everyone. Professor March class found him and asked him to attend a meeting.

When Felix walked into the conference room on the second floor of the Ministry of Magic, it was already full of people. The men wore fuchsia robes with a delicate silver "w" embroidered on the left front breast. They all looked down at him, some with stern expressions, others with undisguised curiosity.

His gaze flitted across these wizards, pausing briefly on Dumbledore's half-moon glasses and the dark yellow-green bowler hat on Fudge's table.

The Wizengamot... Felix had a faint guess. He walked to the empty seat next to Professor March class calmly, lowered his head and whispered, "What do you need me to do?"

"No need to do anything!" Professor Marchban said loudly, and she looked across, "Dumbledore, can we start?"

"Of course." Dumbledore said happily, Fudge looked very disturbed, and he picked up a striped handkerchief to wipe the fine sweat from his forehead.

Dumbledore opened a document on the table, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "As the chief wizard of the Wizengamot, I, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, convene all the wizards of the Wizengamot to discuss and decide on the proposal of Geselda Marcheban to decide whether to accept Felix Heppe as one of us."

The wizards present were talking about it.

Felix smiled slightly, leaned back in the chair, and waited quietly. After a few minutes, the discussion gradually subsided, and Dumbledore spoke again, "The initiator of the proposal, please state the reason."

The short Professor Marchban stood up, straightened her somewhat hunchbacked body, and said loudly: "Each of you has a document in front of you, so I will only pick the key points, Felix Hemp He has made outstanding contributions in many fields, and he deserves to be one of us!"

"After Felix Hemp took over as the professor of ancient runes at Hogwarts, he has demonstrated superb teaching and academic standards for two consecutive years. You can see the transcript, on pages 15 and 16"

There was a rustling sound in the meeting room, and then there were a few suppressed exclamations from the crowd.

"This is impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible!" Professor Marchban said, "Just before that, Heidstrang Vera, the vice president of the Ancient Runes Association, and I went to the school to investigate, and I can guarantee that the above None of the information mentioned is false!"

"We don't trust you to exaggerate in any way, Professor Marchbane," said Amelia Bones, who was sitting next to Fudge, wearing a monocle, and her voice was loud and clear. deep. She comforted Professor Marchban, and then looked at Felix with probing eyes.

"Then I will continue to say that Felix Heppe has made remarkable achievements in the field of memory therapy. The program he developed has become St. Mungo's most effective means of treating memory damage. Restoring health. Ms. Dorothea Boham can testify"

"Ahem!" came a voice from the corner, and Dorothea Boham, the former dean of St. Mungo's, said solemnly: "I can testify that, in fact, the data about the patient in the file is myself provided."

There was another sound of flipping through documents, but no one raised any objections this time. Felix was awarded the Merlin Medal for this contribution. Everyone knew about it, and they just wanted to see more details.

The meeting is still going on

"Felix Heap quelled the riots at the Quidditch World Cup and restored the reputation of the Ministry of Magic." Professor Marchbane said loudly, the echoes around him became much louder, and Fudge muttered with an ugly face With a sound.

Professor Marchban said loudly: "I didn't see any commendation after the fact. This incident is completely worthy of a Merlin Medal."

Fudge wiped his sweat, and had no choice but to explain: "Uh, I think...we were busy investigating and collecting evidence at that time, and the ministry imprisoned hundreds of troublemaker wizards, most of them were from abroad, so we had to be careful... ...Otherwise it will easily lead to international disputes..."

Professor Marchbane snorted loudly.

"There is also the center of recent public opinion. Compared with you, Felix Heppe has shown the new value of ancient runes. We have reason to believe that his contribution is comparable to creating a brand new magic system. !”

"Grselda... this matter still needs to be discussed," Fudge said, fiddling with the documents in his hand uneasily, "Of course, I don't disagree... It's just that it's still too early, and we need to observe it for a few more years ..."

Maqibanli ignored him, she closed the document in her hand, and looked around, "I think these are enough. Now I only have one question, what reason do we have to refuse such a person to join Weiwei?" Sengama?"

The room grew quieter, and they looked around, as if waiting for others to comment.

At this time, Amelia Bones raised her head from the document, "I have a few questions for Mr. Felix Heap, just out of curiosity...not related to the topic of this meeting Big, it doesn’t affect me agreeing to his entry into the Wizengamot.”

"Ms. Burns, I'm here to take questions," Felix said.

"I heard that the Patronus Charm is one of your best spells? Have you ever defeated hundreds of dementors?"

The wizards around began to whisper to each other, and many showed expressions of appreciation.

"Exactly."

"You also master some kind of magic to destroy dementors? Is it ancient magic?"

"Well, you can think of it that way." Felix nodded slightly, at least the scaling spell is ancient magic.

"Then you know they are employees of the Ministry of Magic?" Amelia Bones looked at him sternly.

"Yes, I also know that they have lost control more than once," Felix said calmly, "Not counting the two times at Hogwarts, even similar vicious incidents happened in Azkaban." His words sparked a noisy discussion.

"Is it true?" Someone asked in a low voice.

"There is such a thing," agreed Ms. Burns, "I've always been against the use of dementors to guard wizarding prisons. It's nothing less than"

"Cough cough cough!" Fudge coughed violently, "Gentlemen and ladies, we digress, the practice of choosing dementors as wizard prison guards has been going on for hundreds of years, and they are in most cases They all completed the tasks well, and we can forgive some occasional mistakes.”

"Excellent? Excellent!?"

Professor Marchbane glared at Fudge, as if wanting to have a fight with him.

Dumbledore asked in a timely manner: "Before the official vote, does anyone have any questions?"

"I have a question." A wizard raised his hand, and he asked with a smile, "Let me ask my granddaughter, when will the emerald crown of the 'Future World' company be discounted?"

Many people laughed lowly.

At this time, Fudge gestured to a witch with his eyes, and Dolores Umbridge secretly groaned in her heart. She hesitated for a few seconds, but still couldn't give up the temptation to return to the center of power.

"That's it," she said in a whiny voice, and several people around immediately frowned, "I am full of admiration for Mr. Haipu's actions in founding the 'Future World' company. It is the largest company in the British magic world, and there are about 100 employees at present." She quickly glanced at the parchment on the table, "One hundred and forty-seven people?"

"You know better than the boss of my company, thank you for your hard work." Felix said calmly, which made Umbridge tremble with fright.

Her face was covered with a sweet smile. "I'm curious... why are you recruiting so many people? As far as I know, this company is still recruiting people. According to this rate, in about two or three years, the number of people in the 'Future World' company will exceed that of the Ministry of Magic." It's..."

"Well," Felix said calmly, "because it didn't meet my expectations."

"Expectations? IMHO, did your expectations exceed the Ministry of Magic?"

"I don't care about that," said Felix. "You may have forgotten, Umbridge, that Epcot is not the biggest company in Britain."

"Excuse me? I can't think of anything else"

"Gringotts." Felix spat out a name, and Umbridge had the expression on his face as if he had been forced to swallow a fly.

The expressions of the wizards in the conference room softened.

"My positioning of Future World is a multinational company, and the blueprint of the company has never been limited to one or two countries, but has spread to every wizard gathering place in the world~IndoMTL.com~ Felix said, "Where you can't see, all the employees of the company are working towards a common goal. "

"This common goal is...?" Umbridge held his breath.

"It's printed on the flyer of the 'Future World' company," Felix said slowly, "It seems that your homework is not detailed enough."

Umbridge fell silent.

"Then, let's vote with a show of hands." Dumbledore said, looking around. After speaking, he was the first to raise his hand.

A few minutes later, the proposal for Felix to enter the Wizengamot was unanimously approved.

"Very good," said Dumbledore happily, "Then, please take your seats, the new members of the Wizengamot, and we will start the second topic, which will be proposed by myself"

Fudge's face suddenly trembled, not from fear, but from anger, and he stared fixedly at Dumbledore, his fat and thick fingers twisted. Dumbledore acted as if he didn't see it. He calmly stated his topic: "About Voldemort's return and the upcoming Second Wizarding War."