A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 476: Can’t do it

Sniffles are known to have a penchant for all things shiny and shiny, making them perfect for finding treasure. This stems from their unusually sensitive sense of smell. At this moment, Felix looked at Varun and had a new idea in his heart.

"Crash"

Felix raised his hand to the open space of the office, the ring on his hand emitted a strong light, and then, all kinds of sundries spewed out like a volcanic eruption, parchment, handwriting, scrolls, potions, Letters, as well as Christmas presents from the past few years... There are so many piles that fill most of the room.

Felix sat on a chair behind him, looked at Varun who was stunned, and explained: "Everyone I know has almost all their things here, and the smell on those letters or gifts is still preserved." Very good... Thanks for your hard work, Varen, find this person."

Warren looked at the pile of debris higher than himself standing on the table, and his body trembled. With Felix's expectant expression, he stood on tiptoe and flipped over a pair of blue wool socks, The socks were also embroidered with rough black lightning bolts and silver orbs, gifts from Dobby to Felix. He liked it quite a bit, but the problem was that the socks were two sizes too small and couldn't fit them in.

Varen bent down at the edge of the desk, and opened the drawer halfway upside down. From Felix's direction, he could see a stack of parchment full of words. Varen turned his head and looked at Felix angrily. Si, the little hand pointed down very hard.

"Chirp! (That's it!)"

Felix was stunned, was he too fast? He raised his arm unnaturally, and the stack of parchment flew into his hand. He already knew what it was, but he still stared at the parchment carefully for a long time, raised his head and confirmed, "Are you sure? Valen, this It's not a joke..."

Warren raised his hips imposingly and nodded heavily.

Felix's eyes fell on the parchment again. It was a paper about the dismantling plan of the Time-Turner that he had just seen two days ago, from Hermione Granger.

Hermione... Granger, it really was her.

Felix exhaled lightly. Now that he had identified his target, he didn't have to touch clues everywhere like a headless chicken, but then he frowned. He has emphasized to Hermione more than once the dangers of long-distance time and space travel, and she is well aware of this, but she still does it...

Is it a last resort, or a mistake?

He just thought of it at this time, because the core part of the time converter in Hermione's hand came from an evil dark wizard more than two thousand years ago. Although Felix had already confirmed with a magic perspective in the underground space of the Egyptian pyramid that the Horcrux statue and altar carrying "Despicable Haierbo" did not have any traces of magic left, but he knew nothing about "time" .

So when Hermione told him that he was going to replace it with the hourglass on the altar, he was happy to see it happen. As long as you do it seriously, no matter whether you succeed or fail, it will be a huge harvest with many benefits.

He only added an insurance policy and warned Granger not to use it even if the replacement was successful. Felix thought this was enough, but it was clear that something unexpected happened in the future beyond his and Hermione's expectations.

For example, he "died".

A more accurate statement is that Granger thought he was dead, and in addition to the urgency of the situation, she could not confirm the real situation, or she might not want to confirm it. Anyway, she hastily used the time-turner, and there was an accident...

Felix thought silently, and barely figured out a reasonable timeline.

But there are still many unexplained problems.

Varun is used to the occasional situation where the Great Demon King remains motionless. He sniffed the smell on the postcard. That's right, it's the messy-haired witch who likes to hold her. Her smell is everywhere in the office. Didn't notice it before.

Warren looked at the debris piled up on the ground with bright eyes, this is a treasure mountain! It glanced at Felix, knowing that this situation would continue for a while as long as it was left alone. Warren took two quick steps, leaped high from the table, and landed on a pile of colorful socks as if diving into water. His two little hands fluttered and quickly disappeared into the pile of debris.

Treasure hunting fun!

Walun wandered happily among the dazzling array of items, and the probability of meeting treasures was surprisingly high. He quickly found a few gold Galleons, and he couldn't close his mouth with a smile. He was so happy... He stuffed the coins Putting it into his pocket, he glanced to the side, and found another thermostatic locket. Varun hesitated for a few seconds, and "resolutely" decided to abandon it. There were already three lockets in his pocket.

It's not rare.

Valen sniffed lightly, and smelled the familiar smell again, which also came from a stack of rolled parchment. He saw the words "House Elf" and "Expedition" from the spread corner, and thought After thinking about it, he got out from the pile of debris and put the roll of parchment next to the postcard.

"Chirp! (And this!)"

It reminds loudly. Valen was very happy, he was helping the big devil to work, exchanging labor for reasonable remuneration.

Felix came back to his senses and watched Warren rummaging around, poking his head out from time to time to put things on the table. He took a cursory look and found that they were all Hermione's things, papers, gifts, A rune item made by himself... At the same time, he also keenly noticed that Varun's belly had become round, and if he read it correctly, half of the necklace was still exposed in his pocket.

Felix wondered if he should find time to explain the relationship between work content and remuneration to Valen. If the employees in the company knew Valen's labor costs, they would definitely cry.

Once again, Varen emerged from the debris. It shook the black fluff on its body, holding a card in one hand, and clutching a sight glass like a glass ball in the other hand, trying to stuff it into the pocket, but the pocket seemed to be full, and it failed after trying a few times. can succeed.

Felix looked at this greedy little guy angrily, and waved, and Varun flew over uncontrollably. Facing the dissatisfied eyes of the Great Demon King, Varen realized that he was too excited. He shrank his body and handed him the speculum in his hand in a fawning manner.

Felix continued to stare at it.

Warren blinked, showing a suddenly realized expression, handed him the card in the other hand, and said:

"Hey! (Finally found)!"

Felix looked at Varen with a dark face, do you think I don't know what your plan is? He forgot about the moral education class, right? He was about to say something when he caught a glimpse of the birthday card out of the corner of his eye.

The greeting card is from "Ms. Jane", and it was sent along with a huge birthday cake more than two months ago.

Felix's hand trembled uncontrollably. More than ten years ago, to be precise, it was at his fourth grade opening party that he received her letter for the first time. Among the hundreds of letters insulting him, only this one encouraged him. After that, the lady sent several letters one after another until he graduated.

Felix is ​​recalling Nick Flamel's notes, and his heart is getting heavier and heavier. There is no example of surviving long-distance time travel... If Granger is brought back to ten years ago by a time-turner, she How serious should the backlash of time be?

Can't draw conclusions lightly, he doesn't know anything about the time domain. Nick has never experienced time travel, he just collected the information.

"What's the most important thing right now?" Felix asked himself softly, "Yes, that's it."

He stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and the debris on the ground melted into his ring like a stream of water. Varun quickly climbed onto his shoulders and looked down at the spectacular scene. After two minutes, only three items.

His self-made Marauder's Map, the semi-finished looking glass that Varen was holding before, and the small glass bottle with a lock of gray hair.

Felix spread out the map, the ink lines on it expanded from the central point, and soon showed the whole picture of Hogwarts Castle. The ink footprints have not stopped, extending to the Forbidden Forest, the Black Lake and the surrounding areas The mountains, including the strongholds of four other schools, are clearly visible.

Hogwarts Castle only occupies one-tenth of the entire map. The densely packed dots and the names on the dots are squeezed together, like squashed, wriggling **** of wool. Scalp tingling.

Felix took out his wand and tapped it on the map, while whispering: "Hermione Granger."

The map suddenly changed, and those wriggling lines melted like spring snow and disappeared. There was only one golden name left on the entire map, Hermione Granger, who was taking her final exams in the Potions classroom.

"There is only one name." Felix was a little disappointed.

…

The door to the Potions classroom opened and the students filed out.

As Hermione packed her schoolbag, she said anxiously, "The question is not difficult, but I'm not sure if I wrote down the steps clearly. I should wave my wand before mixing the potion..." Harry and Ron Hermione was still reviewing the Potions test questions when he turned the corridor, Harry couldn't help but say, "Hermione, you are the only one out of the three of us who actually took the test, we don't even know which question you said I don’t even know.”

"Yeah," said Ron in a surprisingly good mood, smiling, "I was reading comic books during the exam, you should have seen the expression on Snape's face, sorry, Professor. ’ He bumped his head on Felix as he turned to speak.

"I blocked you," Felix said with a smile, "I guess it's almost time, I have something to do with Professor Snape... By the way, Miss Granger, I still feel a little bit uncomfortable after thinking about it." Don't worry, if you plan to repair that small timer, you'd better tell me in advance"

"We've fixed it," said Harry.

"Uh, what?"

"We fixed it, just last night," said Harry.

"Wait," Felix stared at Harry, then turned to Hermione, "I remember you said that you won't try to fix it until the third project is over?"

"Oh, um..." Hermione stroked her hair in a panic, "Some accidents happened...I was...in good condition, so...uh, it was finished ahead of schedule." She stammered .

She really didn't want the professor to know that because she was worried about meeting her parents, she impulsively advanced the plan.

"Professor, do you need me to show you the Time-Turner? I put it in the dormitory." Hermione changed the subject, and Harry and Ron's hearts arose. But they are still worried about hearing words such as "dangerous" and "confiscated" from the professor's mouth.

"No need for now, you can prepare for the third project at ease, I still hope that you can win the trophy." Felix postponed her proposal calmly.

Hermione stared at Felix's figure disappearing around the corner, and asked with some doubts: "Do you think the professor is a bit weird?"

"Is there?" Ron asked, and Harry looked at her puzzled.

"That's it" Hermione opened her mouth, and found that she couldn't describe how the feeling of disobedience came from, "Oh, forget it. Tomorrow is the History of Magic exam, and you are still going to read idle books in class Do you?" Her tone was obviously dissatisfied.

"I specifically asked Professor McGonagall that the parents will come over tomorrow morning, Hermione, you don't intend to leave them outside to take the exam alone, do you?" Ron

"Can't you?" Hermione raised her eyebrows: "Actually, I..." She suddenly stopped and looked around.

"What's the matter, is anyone there, Hermione?" Harry asked, feeling a little strange, but found nothing.

Hermione took out her wand and tapped around a few times, but found nothing.

"Maybe I was wrong." She said hesitantly.

"It can't be a ghost, can it? Hurry up, Mrs. Norris found you casting spells in the corridor, it's over, it's so strange, this cat is moving more and more agile, Fred and George are not very good Dare to swim at night, they are asking around for the reason..."

Their voices disappeared in the distance. Felix turned around in front of the Potions classroom and returned to his office, with a few more long brown hairs in his hands. He took out the semi-finished looking glass and made a looking glass with the hair of Hermione he just got.

Felix stood in the fireplace and looked at Varen, "I'm going out for a while, I may not be able to come back tonight, don't worry."

"Hawk? (Can I go?)"

"Oh, no," Felix murmured, "I don't think so." He disappeared into the office as emerald flames rose.

…

In the next few hours, Felix wandered around Hogsmeade, Diagon Alley and wizarding areas in England, holding the looking glass but finding nothing.

"You're so smart, Miss Granger, you're hiding well."

It was almost dusk, and Felix was sitting by the window of a cafe, with a huge clock tower in sight, which was Big Ben, one of the landmark buildings in London. After finishing his coffee, Felix asked the somewhat bald clerk at the checkout: "Is there a newsstand nearby?"

"Oh, of course, it's just around the corner..."

Two minutes later

Standing in front of a newsstand, Felix handed the postcard with the proverbs to the young lady Neville, and asked politely, "Hello, do you have similar postcards here?"

The young lady took the card and looked at it carefully for a while, "I have a little impression, a salesman recommended a whole set of celebrity quotes series postcards a few months ago, but I had already bought two hundred sets of commemorative cards for London attractions, so I just Not in stock...would you like a set?"

The lady pointed to the commemorative card of the scenic spot on the booth and asked.

"Bring me a set." Felix smiled, and the lady's words verified his last guess.

Felix handed her a banknote and turned into an alley with a set of commemorative cards of London attractions. The next second, his figure appeared two streets away. When he came out of an alley again, he was already empty-handed. He looked up, and across the alley was a dentist's office.

He bought a wisdom tooth here almost three years ago. Felix smiled. Mr. Granger must have been impressed by him, and a customer like him is probably very rare.

Felix tapped his forehead with the second knuckle of his index finger. There was no magical glow in the clinic, and he was not surprised. He just looked around and looked far away. The black and white perspective immediately became colorful.

He had met Granger before he joined the job, and he remembered that she walked here, which seemed to indicate that her home was not far from the clinic...

Felix searched patiently, and said softly: "I told her personally that there are no examples of long-distance space-time travel. If she thinks she is doomed to die... where will she stay at the end of her life? I Should have thought of it earlier."

Felix stared at a faintly visible spot of light in his field of vision, and raised the corners of his mouth. It didn't take long for him to come to the street where the small townhouses were located. This is the favorite of the middle class and the upstarts. Each building has an area of ​​150-200 square meters, two or three floors high, and has an independent small garden and garage.

Felix cast a disillusionment spell on himself, stopped before approaching a house, stared at the "Granger" on the house number for a while, and then walked into the opposite building with a "24 hours open" signboard I ordered a few dishes at random, and re-examined my plan.

He wasn't planning on meeting Hermione, at least not until he was able to deal with the side effects of long-distance time travel.

Time travelers will be protected by the time converter. If they only go back one or two hours in the past, this "protection" is not obvious, but if it spans several years, decades, or even hundreds of years, if there is no The power of the Time-Turner, their fate was absolutely miserable.

The most obvious example is the witch who unfortunately returned to five centuries ago. When she returned to her own era, she instantly became old. I tried everything, but the witch's body was like a sieve, and all means of replenishing vitality were useless.

Felix can only hope that there will be enough energy in the flat-headed hourglass from "Helpo the Despicable".

It was getting dark, Felix was sitting in the corner of the restaurant, tapping his index finger on the table rhythmically, the guests who came and went turned a blind eye to him, and ripples spread out, his magic power and thoughts soon covered the whole place restaurant, and then continue outwards until it covers the opposite house and the nearby neighborhood.

He used the thinking hut magic to reproduce all the surrounding scenery and overlap it. This is similar to the process he used to build the snowflake corridor in the Quidditch World Cup. He looked up at the clock on the wall, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

A car was parked opposite, and a middle-aged couple stepped out of it. Felix closed his eyes, as if he was standing in front of the Grangers. They opened the door talking and laughing, and then parked the car in the garage. The curtain on the second floor moved.

Despite the dim light at night ~IndoMTL.com~, Felix clearly "saw" a hairy head.

After waiting for a few minutes, just as he was about to stop the magic, the window on the second floor suddenly opened, and an owl flew out of it. Under the cover of night, no one found its trace. The owl, like a ghost in the night sky, circled twice over the house and flew into the night sky.

Hermione stared at the owl for a few seconds before disappearing behind the curtain. But she didn't realize that after flying for a while, the owl seemed to have lost its way, circling constantly in the sky, and then flew in one direction uncontrollably. The door of the restaurant suddenly opened, and the owl landed directly in front of Felix. .

"Sent to me." Felix stared at the envelope and muttered to himself. He opened the letter and found the familiar "Ms. Jane" on it.

"...probably won't be writing anymore, I'm moving to another location. Reading in the papers that you've been coach and security for two Hogwarts squads of warriors...remarkable...I see On to the video of the second project...the Warriors have to deal with a lot of pressure, I suggest you best give them a hug before the game..."

Felix put down the letter and said blankly: "It's a pity that your wish cannot be granted, Miss Granger."