A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 490: Amelia Bones

Felix woke up from the bed the next morning, looking refreshed without a trace of fatigue. The side effects of the potion seemed to be neutralized by the mutation in his body. He stared at the gray ceiling, and next to his ears was the unconscious smacking of Varen lying on the cradle.

Felix grinned, got up from the bed, and stretched.

"Boom!"

The metal alarm clock on the cabinet exploded. Felix looked down at the broken parts, frowned, and waved his hand to restore the alarm clock.

"It will take a while to get used to it." He thought about it, and said to the sleepy-eyed Varen, "It's okay, you can sleep a little longer." He walked out of the bedroom.

Valen waved at him sleepily, turned over on the comfortable and soft velvet, and continued to sleep in a ball. Last night was another day of staying up late in order to wait for the return of the Great Demon King.

Outside the window of the office, you can see the lush Forbidden Forest and rolling mountains. The sky is clear and clear, like blue ink smudged, and the breeze tickles your face.

A tawny owl flew towards him with a newspaper in its beak, folded its wings as it approached the windowsill, and landed in front of him.

Felix opened the newspaper, and Fudge's big face immediately came into view, "It's indeed at the level of a news award." Felix muttered, and at this moment the owl hooted at him a few times, "Oh, oh ’” He handed it five nats.

The owl flapped its wings and flew away.

He spent the entire day in the office exercising his new strength, and was surprised to find that his magical power had also grown considerably, and he estimated that this situation might continue for a while.

In the afternoon, he took time to visit the school hospital. As soon as he reached the door, he heard Mr. Weasley's voice. He opened the door and entered.

"... Fudge shut himself in his office, seeing no one," said Mr. Weasley, "I guess he seems to want to spend some time in the Minister's chair for the last few minutes..." Possibly realizing that Being too mean, he shrugged and did not continue the topic. "Anyway, Fudge did a serious business and appointed Ms. Burns to temporarily handle the affairs of the Ministry before the 'vacation'."

"Thank you, Arthur," said Ms. Bones wearily.

There are quite a few people in the room. In addition to Harry, Ron and Hermione lying on the hospital bed, the talking Mr. Weasley, Sirius, Lupine, Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore, there is also a strange woman in the ward, Amelia Burns.

"Can I come in?" Felix asked.

"Of course, Mr. Haip." The woman said, "There are many issues that cannot be avoided by you."

Felix looked at her with interest, and sat down on a chair by the wall.

Ms. Burns said solemnly: "There are no outsiders here, so I will be blunt. People in the ministry are panicking now, and the news brought back by the Aurors has made everyone feel depressed. As soon as today's newspaper came out, there was a sudden panic Spread to the entire wizarding community, we must stabilize the situation as soon as possible... Principal Dumbledore, I need your help."

Dumbledore nodded slightly, "Before the darkness fully emerges, we can't mess around."

"That's it," Ms. Burns agreed. She took out a document, put on a monocle, and then lowered her head to examine the contents of the document, "Well, first, I must first confirm whether the mysterious man has really returned." Her two thick eyebrows raised high, " It’s not that I don’t believe that I’ve listened to your statements, it’s amazing that I can still use the Ouroboros Ring to ask for help in that situation...but I must be 100% sure before I can firmly implement the wartime policy.”

"A very reasonable request." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Amelia, I think what you need most now is a piece of conclusive evidence?"

Ms. Burns nodded gravely.

Dumbledore looked at Felix.

"Okay, but in advance, you can't see the whole picture..." Felix said, he snapped his fingers, and called softly, "Dobby."

Dobby the house-elf appears in the house.

"Great Mr. Hap, my God, what did Dobby see?" Dobby blinked, startled by a room full of acquaintances, "Mr. Lupine, Mr. Harry Potter and his friend Wayne Cub, Ms Granger, Mr Black, and Mr Dumbledore!" he let out a squeal.

"Hello, Dobby." Harry and Hermione whispered hello.

"Dobby," Ron couldn't help saying, and Dobby immediately looked at him with shining eyes, "actually, the pronunciation of my name, uh, I'll tell you later." Next, discuss the difference between "Weasley" and "Weasley" with Dobby.

"Okay, Dobby, I'll get their autographs for you later." Felix said, "Now help me get the things I asked you to keep."

"Yes!" Dobby said excitedly, and the figure suddenly disappeared.

Ms. Burns turned her head to look at Mr. Weasley, "Should we guard against the magic of the little ones? They are not subject to anti-apparation restrictions at all"

"Oh, Ms. Burns, I don't think," said Hermione sharply, clutching the sheet nervously, "that you shouldn't suspect Dobby, or the elves in the kitchen, who have been working hard."

"Yes, you are right," Ms. Bones said after looking down at Hermione for a while, "but we all know that the mysterious man has attracted a large number of pure-blood families, and they also do not lack the services of house elves. .”

Hermione fell silent.

At this time, Felix took out a piece of parchment and a quill from the cabinet next to it, and wrote and drew on it, "Excuse me, can some of you help me sign it?" Dumbledore readily agreed, Judging from the length of his signature, he should have written his full name.

Several people signed their names one after another. When the parchment was passed to Harry, he stared at the writing on it: To the brave Dobby, who got the key from under Voldemort's nose. exhibit. Below is a row of signatures.

Harry also signed his name.

After waiting for a few minutes, Dobby reappeared in the ward of the school hospital with a big bag on his back.

"It's all here, Mr. Haipu."

Several people present watched Felix pick and choose in the bag curiously, took out a strange-looking square object, and began to press the button on it, Felix fiddled with it for a while, and handed it to Burns Ma'am, "You can get to that glowing place, yes, that's right..."

In fact, he only did two things, one is to avoid the camera with Hermione using the Time-Turner screen, and the other is to adjust the playback progress to after his appearance, otherwise it is difficult to explain why he watched for so long in advance ...And it's not easy to expose the existence of Lucius.

Ms. Burns did as he was told. She first frowned at the poor picture quality in the camera, and then opened her mouth wide. She watched it quietly for a few minutes, and then put down the camera with a complicated expression.

"If I'm right, it's a Muggle item?" Ms. Burns asked in a low voice.

"That's right, you will find that there is no trace of magic on it, so as to avoid the attention of Voldemort and Death Eaters." Felix put the camera back, "You can ask an expert in this field to find out, Due to technical problems, the pictures captured by the camera cannot be modified, so it is very convincing.”

"Then I can hold it," Ms. Burns asked tentatively.

"Oh, not for the time being." Felix refused without thinking, "Because I trust you, I let you see a lot of things that shouldn't be revealed. If it were someone else, I would have to take some precautions."

"But you said before that you couldn't modify it" Ms. Burns asked suspiciously.

"Ma'am, it's true that you can't modify it, but you can overwrite it." Felix said emphatically, "For example, if I cast a spell of permanent existence on the writing on the wall, you can no longer modify it, but you can write it on the wall. Paint a new layer of paint on the surface of the wall to cover the handwriting..."

"I understand, I will arrange for someone to verify it." Ms. Burns said calmly without being too entangled. In fact, her heart was already full of turbulent waves, and she was resurrected from the dead... She completely understood why Felix did not want to release the complete video.

And this happened to be the illusion that Felix brought her to cover up one secret with another, so let the Time Turner be buried in history, after all, it has buried countless secrets.

"So uh" Ms. Burns tried to reorganize the language, "The second thing is to confirm the appearance of the mysterious person. I think it's best to postpone it for a few days."

"Why? What's the difference between you and Fudge doing this?" Harry asked aloud.

"It's completely different. At least the ministry knows about it, and I won't deliberately stop the news from spreading. It's just... formal recognition means that the war is coming. A few days later may let the other party take a chance. This will Buy us some time." Ms. Burns said calmly, "The Ministry is urgently publishing a wartime survival manual, and I also need time to convince those who have weight, as I said before, to reach a consensus... Besides, " She hesitated, "I hope Connelly will stand up and announce this."

"The wimp?" Sirius said disapprovingly.

Ms. Burns gave him a stern look, "Watch your words, Sirius, he is still the Minister of Magic."

"Okay, Prefect Amelia," said Sirius lazily.

Harry looked at his godfather in amazement, and he suddenly remembered that Sirius himself admitted that he made her cry when he was in school. Harry's eyes were strange at the moment.

Ms. Burns glared at him, but she still explained calmly: "Connelly... Fudge may not stay in office, I hope the last impression he left on the public is to bravely stand up and announce the mystery The return of the people, instead of stepping down before the war and disappearing from sight.”

"Are you still going to keep him?" Sirius yelled, "Look at the stupid things he did!"

Ms. Burns did not look at him, but looked down at the documents to herself.

"Despite his character flaws, Connelly is still very capable, more than enough to be a consultant."

Sirius muttered in dissatisfaction, which sounded a bit like "Woman..."

Several ladies present stared at him at the same time, Sirius shrank his neck, "It's my fault, the blow was too big."

"Since we're talking about consultants," Ms. Burns swiped her finger on the document, "there is one more important thing, Dumbledore, should you have restarted the Order of the Phoenix?"

The atmosphere in the ward became weird, and everyone looked at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore nodded slightly, "You are right, Amelia." He patiently explained: "You should know that after the war started, Voldemort would crazily plant spies in the Ministry of Magic, I must make sure There is a resistance force independent of the Ministry of Magic."

"I think," Ms. Burns pursed her lips, "we should cooperate."

"What do you think?" Dumbledore looked at her curiously.

"The Ministry of Magic will not interfere with any actions of the Order of the Phoenix, but at least we should exchange information, which is beneficial to both parties." Ms. Burns said fluently as if she had written a draft in advance: "And the short-term Before the internal situation is stable, someone must be stationed on the other side as a correspondent."

"You mean... a two-way garrison? An exchange of personnel?" Dumbledore asked.

"That's right," Ms. Burns said, "I can't and won't order you, but at this critical time, getting a relationship with the 'Greatest White Wizard' is the best way to stabilize people's hearts. "

Harry, Ron, and Hermione stared wide-eyed, it was hard to imagine that this woman would talk about Dumbledore's reputation so openly.

"Before I came, I already asked the Aurors in the Ministry, and the applicants were quite enthusiastic." Ms. Burns showed a helpless expression, "If you agree, I will provide a list for you to choose from."

"I have no objection." Dumbledore agreed.

"Who is your candidate?" Ms. Burns asked with a long sigh of relief.

Dumbledore thought for a moment, then looked up at a person.

Sirius was leisurely watching a play, with his legs crossed, thinking about how to spend his summer vacation, until Dumbledore looked at him, and he raised his head vigilantly.

"Principal Dumbledore, you don't want me to go to the Ministry of Magic!" He jumped up suddenly, "You promised me to be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts in the new school year! I have been preparing for so long , fighting wits and courage with those mischievous students in the Muggle school..." The more he said, the more wronged he was.

"This is only temporary," said Dumbledore with a smile in the corner of his eyes, "You only need to stay for a month or two, and it will not affect your work in the new school year."

"What about the others? Hagrid? Remus? And"

"They all have their own business," said Dumbledore.

"Yeah, the principal is right, you're the one who has the most free time here." Felix couldn't help but make up the knife, and when he thought of the free-spirited Sirius entering the Ministry of Magic, he felt a sense of joy inexplicably .

Sirius glared at him viciously, looked around, and found that everyone was watching the show, even his godson looked at him expectantly, Sirius was so angry that his teeth itch.

"Hey, Amelia, I also want a consultant title, which can't be worse than...um...not worse than Felix and Fudge!"

"...is only temporary."

Ms. Burns agreed rather reluctantly.

She also has a big opinion of Sirius, and this impression comes from an indelible memory when she was in school.

"One last thing," she said, taking a large bag from Mr. Weasley and placing it at Harry's feet, clattering. She said briefly: "The prize money for the hegemony competition was originally supposed to be 1,000 Galleons. I personally took out 500 Galleons as compensation."

"These are far from enough," Sirius couldn't help criticizing, "they have suffered so much, and they have shown fearless courage to escape from Voldemort's hands. The Ministry of Magic should award them a medal."

Ms. Burns's chest began to rise and fall violently, and she said word by word: "I was going to say it!"

She took a deep breath, regained her composure, and looked at Harry, Ron, and Hermione. "The ministry will discuss awarding you the Medal of Merlin, second class, to commend you for your fearlessness in the face of the mysterious man, and your spirit of fighting to the death. And Mr. Haipu, we are considering awarding you the Medal of Merlin first class."

Felix smiled and shook his head.

"You deserve it," Ms. Burns said immediately. "We need to set a few examples in the current war. If I can live to the end of the war, I will definitely distribute a lot of medals."

Harry was struck again by Ms. Burns's "candor" and "outspokenness", but he thought it was a good approach.

"I'll go first," Ms. Burns said, "Arthur, I'll let you take a few days off to spend time with the children, but don't take too long, the ministry will be very busy..." She Walking to the door of the ward, he stopped and snorted heavily from his nose.

Everyone looked at her puzzled.

"Sirius Black! Follow!" she shouted angrily to Sirius, who was slumped in his chair with a listless expression.

Sirius pointed at himself incredulously, "Now?" After getting an affirmative answer, he stood up dejectedly, and muttered softly: "Well, Prefect Amelia is very capable and can order people... ..." he muttered until the door to the ward closed behind him.

People in the ward looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Is it really okay to let Sirius pass? I don't doubt his ability, but in terms of character" Professor McGonagall asked with a serious expression, "I'm worried that he will mess things up."

"Don't worry, Professor McGonagall." Lupine smiled and said, "Sirius learned how to deal with this minister when he was in school, maybe we have a chance to develop her into a member of the Order of the Phoenix..."

Professor McGonagall doesn't look convinced.

At this moment, Mr. Weasley couldn't restrain his strong interest, and pointed to the video camera held in Felix's hand and asked, "It can record images? Without any magic?" After getting an affirmative answer, he He said with admiration: "It's incredible...it's amazing."

The more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and finally couldn't help but ask Felix: "Mr. Haipu, can I ask where you bought it? I also want to collect one."

Felix wrote him an address, and reminded him: "It's best not to leave this thing at home, it will be disturbed by magic, right, do you know the Muggle address?"

"I can hail a cab, I know how to do it!" said Mr Weasley cheerfully, as if he'd been looking forward to it for a long time, "I have a garage at home, and I keep my Many treasures... have you heard of the latch? I have several..."

"Did I tell you guys that my dad is crazy about Muggle things?" Ron whispered, covering his face.

Harry and Hermione nodded slightly.

Harry reminded him, "Mr. Weasley showed me his garage~IndoMTL.com~Did you forget? A few weeks before the second year started..." He couldn't help it Looking at Dobby, it was because of Dobby's kindness to "dissuade" him that he was misunderstood by the Ministry of Magic for casting spells outside the school, and he was given a written warning.

To make matters worse, the letter was seen by Uncle Vernon.

Originally after studying at Hogwarts for a year, the Dursleys' attitude towards Harry was cautious and indifferent. They were mainly worried about being conjured into a pig's tail, but the warning letter from the Ministry of Magic broke this. This false balance, Harry was locked in the bedroom, and even the windows were ironed.

It was a nightmare. On the one hand, he worried that he would miss the train to start school and be expelled from school; on the other hand, he worried that he would starve to death, or that Hedwig would starve to death. Because of this, every time he thinks about it, he is very grateful to Ron and the Weasley twins who came to rescue him.

But that was a long time ago. He's doing fine now, "Dobby," he whispered.

The house-elf raised its bat ears and looked at Harry adoringly.

"Here is your signature, the professor got it for you."