A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 507: 2 sessions

The shop business in Diagon Alley is much quieter than usual.

"It's normal, if there are rows of pictures of Death Eaters pasted on the door of your store..." Mrs. Malkin said, measuring the size of Felix's body.

Felix enjoyed warm service in the robe shop.

He glanced at the wanted notice in the window, as well as various large purple notices, and thought her words made sense. Passers-by on the street are in a hurry. Everyone is in groups of three or four, with a clear purpose. They go straight to where they want to go.

Getting out of the shop, he took a vanilla ice cream from Florin Fusco's ice cream parlor into Sword Castle, where he stayed all day.

"The principle of the anti-thief waterfall is very complicated. The key point lies in the mixture of seventeen kinds of alchemy materials and various magic spells. Some obscure places may use the unique magic of goblins. I checked it. Anti-thief waterfall technology It happened to be the honeymoon period of wizards and goblins?"

"You're absolutely right," said a staff member of the Ministry of Magic who was sent over. "The goblins are so vicious that they have left a hand in the communication!" the dumpy wizard said angrily.

"But you haven't found out yet." Fred in the crowd whispered to George.

In the following time, everyone will work together and perform their duties. Cremi was right, the research wizards in the company were extremely efficient. Several staff members of the Ministry of Magic were amazed. They found that their knowledge of Anti-Thief Waterfall was quickly understood and digested, as if they were not individual individuals, but humanoid creatures with dozens of heads.

By the end of get off work, the researchers of the Future World Company had caught up with the previous progress of the Ministry of Magic and successfully restored the ratio of the three alchemy materials.

"Today I will stay in the old house for one night." Felix said to Fred and George. They are now in a room on the highest floor of Sword Castle. A vacant office, but here the fireplace connects to the old Black house.

If Tonks and Sirius connected the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix, then Remus Lupine connected the Future World company headed by Felix and the Order of the Phoenix. In a way, Fred, George and Penello play a similar role.

It took a while to wait for Percy, who arrived half an hour later than expected.

"Ms. Burns used you too hard." Penello said dissatisfied.

"The Ministry is seriously understaffed," said Percy cheerfully, "and it's time for me to show my talents." He hastily rolled up several papers and stuffed them into the large pocket of his coat. Then through the fireplace, just in time for a hot pot of food.

Mrs. Weasley warmly received Penello.

"We came back too late yesterday. Not only was Harry's birthday party canceled, but I haven't had many opportunities to talk to you yet."

"There's plenty of time later, Mom," grumbled Percy.

"But the first few times are the most important," said Mrs. Weasley sternly.

At the dinner table, Bill was chatting about his new job.

"In the beginning, I really didn't get used to it. I was working in an office, which is far worse than before. The good thing is that I have a lot of time to work for the Order of the Phoenix... I work with a group of people whose pace of life is frighteningly slow. old gentleman." He imitated his colleague, handing the bottle of ketchup to Harry in the seat next to him, and his movements were more than ten times slower.

Everyone around the table burst into laughter. Harry inadvertently met Ginny's eyes, and Ginny's grinning mouth closed immediately, and the movement of holding the knife and fork became graceful. "That's right, Ginny imitated the best." Bill praised loudly.

Hermione chuckled.

"What's wrong?" Ron looked at her puzzled.

"It's nothing." Hermione said immediately, and she turned to look at Harry, who suddenly burned his face badly, and he didn't know why.

Dinner was stew, treacle **** and vegetable soup. Felix quickly put down the cutlery before Mrs. Weasley could serve himself the soup, so Mrs. Weasley turned his attention to Penello. .

"Is the food not to your liking, dear?"

"Oh, no," Penello said, only to find his soup bowl filled immediately.

Sirius came late, and when he came back, everyone had almost finished eating and was chatting with each other. He sat in the vacant seat and gorged on the leftovers.

"The interrogation is only one-third complete." He drank the soup in the bowl in one go, "Thanks, Molly, fill it up. Everyone lied about being under the Imperius Curse, but Amelia We don't intend to release people easily, especially McNeill and Rookwood, both of them have previous convictions."

Felix knew that the former was regarded as the mastermind of the Quidditch World Cup troubles, while the latter was a sure-fire Death Eater who had been in Azkaban for more than ten years before escaping from prison a few days ago. Damn Ms. Burns willing to let go.

Sirius swallowed a rolled pie in two bites, sighed comfortably, and slowed down.

Ron stared at him without blinking, like he was watching an interesting TV show.

"By the way, Sirius," Felix asked, "I heard that one of the Silencers was injured?"

"Is that the case?" Sirius looked up from the soup bowl.

"The one named Bode." Felix reminded.

"Bode," Sirius thought, and said slowly: "I have a little impression... It seems that there was an accident in the research and was sent to St. Mungo for treatment. I was too busy yesterday and didn't pay attention to these small things. He What's wrong?" He asked sensitively.

"Let's talk about it at the meeting." Felix replied briefly.

Sirius showed a thoughtful expression. After staying with Amelia Bones for a month, his sense of smell became much sharper, and he immediately realized that this incident might not be a coincidence. Harry, Ron and Hermione on the side also showed expressions of interest.

"That name sounds familiar," Ron muttered.

"We met him at the Quidditch World Cup camp," Hermione whispered. "He works in the Department of Mysteries?"

Harry remembered too.

"Wait." He almost instantly connected this matter with Voldemort, and he looked at Mr. Weasley, "You told us that the work of the Department of Mysteries is top secret."

"this"

Mr. Weasley looked stunned, but Harry was racking his brains.

"This shows that Voldemort wants something in it! Or information or something! And Bode is either an undercover agent of the Death Eaters, or he is cursed!"

"Children," said Mr. Weasley hesitantly.

"It's okay, Arthur." Sirius said, "See what they can analyze. I can show it to Amelia. I mean, even if they stop them, they will discuss it in private. Why don't you listen to it, maybe you can get useful inspiration."

Harry glanced gratefully at the godfather. "Uh." He suddenly got stuck.

"What is Bode's specific job?" Hermione asked. Sirius frowned, "Me neither"

"Which hall does he work in? The hall of time, the hall of prophecy, the hall of the brain, the hall of space, or the room with the stone arches?" Hermione asked again, and Sirius almost bit his tongue.

"How do you know!?"

It was Hermione's turn to get stuck, and she stole a glance at Felix. "Oh, I guess, it's in a book?"

"The information of the Department of Mysteries is never leaked," said Mr. Weasley seriously.

"She should have seen it in the materials of Nick Flamel." Felix explained, "I gave it to her before the end of the last school year, because there are too many materials, and I don't read every one. However, maybe Nick mentioned it casually in a certain note.”

Professor can really lie...

Hermione blinked and put on a "that's it" look.

Sirius and Mr. Weasley suddenly realized.

"Nick Flamel... no wonder, that makes sense," said Mr. Weasley. It's no secret that Felix will inherit the entire estate of Nick Flamel since Beauxbatons' students spent a full year at Hogwarts last year.

For a certain period of time, newspapers also reported at length.

"I heard Fleur mention it," Bill said suddenly, "You are still the school director of Beauxbatons."

"Fleur?" Harry, Ron, Hermione, and the Weasley twins called out simultaneously.

"What's going on?" Mrs. Weasley asked, "Did I remember wrongly, wasn't she one of Beauxbaton's warriors? A Frenchman?"

"She became my new colleague, and she just joined the job two days ago. I promised to help her with English tuition... You also know how boring office work is." Bill shrugged and said, "I really hope the war ends soon."

"That's up to us," Ron muttered, "The mysterious man won't obediently admit defeat... By the way, Harry, why did Principal Dumbledore ask you today?"

"Has Dumbledore been here during the day?" Felix asked with some surprise.

"Yeah, but he didn't say a few words, and disappeared all day with Harry. Harry didn't come back much earlier than you." Ron said.

The adults looked at Harry.

"Can you tell me?" Mr. Weasley asked politely, "If Headmaster Dumbledore tells you to keep it a secret, then don't tell anyone."

"Uh, I'm not sure." Harry said blankly, "We didn't seem to do anything, Principal Dumbledore took me to an old friend's house for a cup of afternoon tea and ate a lot Candied pineapple. Headmaster Dumbledore also persuaded his old friend to live in a safer place..."

"Who did you visit, do you remember his name?" Felix asked.

"Horace Slughorn," said Harry after a moment's thought.

"Professor Slughorn?" exclaimed Mr. Weasley ~IndoMTL.com~ Watching the reactions of the others, he explained: "He taught us before, Molly and I. He is a Excellent potions master, I guess that's why, can't he fall the other way?"

After dinner, the adults went to the room for a meeting, and the children sat in the living room dissatisfied. "At least I'm with you," Penelope said, scratching Crookshanks' chin as the cat rested comfortably on her lap.

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Meanwhile, hundreds of miles away, in an old building. The large bushes of flowers were covered with thorns because they were left unattended, casting messy and distorted shadows in the darkness, and the surrounding area was deserted and desolate.

A bug looking for food didn't learn from its companions and flew straight into the castle. It climbed up to the beams of the house along the ancient and mottled walls, and under the dim light, it stared at the solemn and depressed crowd below with its compound eyes.

"Chick."

The bug was burnt to ashes by the sudden force.

Severus Snape is attending a meeting of Death Eaters.