A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 536: Select
Felix and Dumbledore opened their eyes at the same time, and the professor in the room watched them nervously.
"Are you whispering?" Sirius asked in a bad tone, "We stared like idiots for five minutes."
That's true, because it was in someone else's dream, and Felix didn't use his mind acceleration. As long as time passed in the dream, it would pass in reality.
Snape waved his sleeves in disgust and walked away.
"You can understand that the two therapists are discussing the treatment plan and don't want to be disturbed by some noisy guys." Felix said teasingly, "Speaking of which, it hasn't been consumed by taking students to apparate all day long recently. Lost your energy?"
Sirius smacked his lips and murmured, "I should ask for a raise."
At this moment, Professor Bubbaji woke up from the bed. She seemed flustered at first, but when Dumbledore's bright blue eyes looked at her through the lens, she quickly calmed down and saw Felix. Stu was amazed.
"Caredy, I don't want to sound accusatory, but you really shouldn't have to bear these troubles alone." Dumbledore said gently, "You can always ask for help at Hogwarts. "
Professor Bubbaji took a deep breath tremblingly, with tears streaming down her face, she covered her face and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Madam Pomfrey stepped forward and handed her a steaming cup, "Drink the hot chocolate, honey, it will make you feel better." She took it, took a sip, and whispered : "I'm so stupid..."
"Caredy, what the **** is going on? I heard some of it from the students, but what they're saying is ridiculous, Squib? That's impossible," Flitwick snapped. "Maybe we can help." .”
"It's a shadow." A deep and slow voice echoed in the ward: "I saw many wizards, vaguely, but I couldn't see their faces clearly..."
"Are you talking about the ancient rune exchange event held in Hogsmeade?" Professor McGonagall said bluntly: "Thank you, Sybil, I can't pretend that I didn't see this in the newspaper News...October 27th, three weeks from now.”
"Of course not!" Trelawney yelled, as if she had been insulted, and stared at Professor McGonagall: "I had expected that there would be twists and turns in that exchange... Fate warned me, I said It's another matter..."
"Then can you explain more clearly?" Professor McGonagall asked patiently, holding back a snort from his nose.
"Well...the Celestial Eye is not allowed to be abused, but...yes, I did see something," Trelawney tried to open her eyes wide, raised her head, her lenses flickered, deliberately The trembling voice shown said: "It seems to be an island, no, it may be a castle..."
The others lost interest in listening, and they turned their attention back to the person in the hospital bed.
Professor Bubbaji's lips twitched, hesitating, not knowing how to speak. No one urged, and then she finally opened up: "It's my own fault - I learned something from the Muggle world, and as a result doubted myself...yes, doubted magic. Well, I just A fool."
"I changed my mind a few times in the middle." She said softly: "About two years ago, the first time I came into contact with similar knowledge was a book called "The Biography of Mendel". Some of my views coincide with what I have thought for a long time," she glanced at Dumbledore quickly, "you know, I am against the 'pure-blood supremacy'... Of course, Muggle books will not mention wizards , but the meaning is similar.”
Then she began to speak some unfamiliar terms unconsciously, such as "Mendel", "pea experiment", "gene" and "hybridization", which confused the people around her. They looked from Dumbledore to Felix.
"In a word, it is a vocabulary created by Muggles when they study the grand theme of 'life'." Felix summed it up.
Several professors suddenly realized, so it is much easier to understand.
Professor Sprout looked at Professor Bubaji, "No wonder you chatted with me frequently for a while, it sounds like you are studying people as plants."
"Plants? How can humans be like plants?" Professor Sinista shook his head for a while.
"That's not exactly the case," retorted Professor Bubaji, "that book was only for enlightenment, and their research methods were still very crude at that time, and they have only been enriched in the past ten years... I mean, Mendel A person from the nineteenth century."
Felix blinked, speaking, when was Principal Dumbledore born? He felt a little offended by the thought, and rationally kept silent.
"If you want me to judge, you are already ahead of many people, Caredy." Dumbledore said gently: "But...how did you put yourself in a dangerous situation?"
"I, alas." She said with a sigh, "Two years ago, I participated in a Muggle research conference. The conference was interrupted unexpectedly, so I didn't have a chance to publish my hastily completed paper. Here Before, Professor Haipu advised me that my research would lead to collective opposition from pure-blood wizards. I didn't listen to it much..."
She sniffled, "I'm optimistic that if I research enough, I can prevail in the foreseeable controversies and silence them with irrefutable evidence."
Professor Bubbaji said with embarrassment:
"Later, my research stagnated, so I turned to Muggle books that had given me a lot of inspiration. I bought the most cutting-edge professional books, magazines, and papers, and read them dully. My progress was very slow, and there were too many Uncommon words and convoluted logical relationships... To be honest, at first I didn't think Muggles would make any amazing achievements... I just wanted to find new ideas and improve my own theory. But then With the deepening of the research, I found a terrible fact: Muggles' research on the nature of life has no magic, not a single word... But their theories are surprisingly self-consistent... I am very unconvinced and want to find out Flaws, alas, the nightmare just happened."
Her eyes were full of fear, and she drank a big mouthful of hot chocolate with trembling, the fragrant liquid brought her courage, and she began to tell the most critical part.
"In spite of my intellect's repulsion, my subconscious mind has accepted these theories, and my research direction has quietly shifted: I hope to be compatible with both views. I mean, pinching them together... ...It's really beyond my control...As a result, my brain is completely confused," Professor Bubaji trembled, and his eyes flickered with confusion: "It's very strange, they have amazing similarities in some points of view, but in other In some places it was quite the opposite... I couldn't reconcile these contradictions, so I chose to visit Muggle biology experts during the summer vacation, but this had even more terrible consequences. I even began to doubt magic... Finally, finally..."
Her mouth was tightly shut, and the ward fell silent.
Every professor is lost in thought. Snape looked at Felix strangely. Although his face was as calm as a stone or a plant growing in the darkness, his heart was violently fluctuating.
That kid almost cheated himself.
He gave himself a Christmas present! Those chemistry books! Although Felix sent the experiment manual for middle school students, he happened to pass by a bookstore in Spider’s End Alley during the summer vacation and bought a few chemistry books on a whim. After reading it carefully, he found it very beneficial...
Snape's expression was unpredictable, and he leaned against the wall with his shoulders folded. No one could guess what he was thinking. He did see a lot of inconsistencies with wizards from chemistry books, but he didn't dig into the dead end, because he knew a little bit early on that Muggles don't have magical powers. If you follow the steps above, the best result is to get a pot of stinky pus.
Thinking of this, he glanced at Professor Bubaji coldly. He didn't even recognize his identity as a wizard. No wonder he was betrayed by his own magic power.
At this moment, Sirius broke the silence in the room.
"Why do you have to worry about these problems?" He spread his hands, "James and I modified motorcycles together... I mean, ventured to the Muggle shop, heck, to investigate Death Eaters! That's right, that's it …We didn’t even understand what the spark plug was for at the time, but it didn’t stop us from keeping it, and it wasn’t too much of an eyesore when we sat on it.”
"That's two different things," said Snape.
"I think it's the same thing," Sirius also retorted subconsciously: "Maybe you think you can master all knowledge? Omnipotent?"
Snape glanced at him coldly, and ignored him: "Principal Dumbledore, if there is nothing else, I will leave first." After speaking, he walked out of the ward, and after a few seconds, the door His energetic voice sounded outside:
"Casting spells in the corridor is forbidden! Twenty points will be deducted from Gryffindor!"
Sirius couldn't sit still anymore, he found a lame excuse to leave, and soon, there was a heated argument in the corridor.
"Severus Snape! Try to deduct points indiscriminately!"
"Ah," Dumbledore recovered from his deep thoughts, and turned to look at Professor McGonagall, "Minerva, you'd better go out and have a look, and separate them before they cause more trouble. , I don't want to see the news of the Hogwarts professor fighting on the headlines of the newspaper." After Professor McGonagall left, others left one after another.
When only Dumbledore, Caredy Bubbaji, Felix and Madam Pomfrey were left in the ward, Dumbledore explained to Professor Bubbaji the two most feasible methods of treatment, unexpectedly Yes, she did not choose the seemingly easy way.
"I don't want to forget that knowledge," Professor Bubaji said hesitantly: "I will be more careful in the future!"
"If you insist." Dumbledore respected her choice, but still warned her: "But you can't do similar research in the short term."
Professor Bubbaji nodded cautiously.
"It's best to take Caredy to St. Mungo's for a period of recuperation. The environment here is still too crude, and it can only deal with routine injuries." Madam Pomfrey suggested.
"But I don't want to be absent... I, well, well," said Professor Bubaji.
Dumblery stood up easily: "That's it, please wait a moment, I need a few minutes to explain to the students that their little minds are always full of all kinds of whimsical ideas, it is best Don't let them play..."
He walked out of the ward, and his brisk voice faintly came from outside:
"...I am happy to announce...will not have long-term effects...too tired, need to rest for a few days...in a short time, I will return you a good professor..."
In the ward, Felix was about to say goodbye and leave.
"Professor Haipu," Professor Bubaji hesitated, stopped him and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't follow your advice."
"This is something that no one expected," Felix said calmly, "I understand what you did: you found a corner of the treasure along the way, and it's hard for a normal person not to be moved." Bubaji expressed sympathy for what happened, but more, it was self-reflection.
He thought about another question in his mind. If wizards reveal their identities one day, in order to promote communication between the two parties, it is necessary to establish a place where wizards and Muggles can coexist. It's like an experimental field, where all mature and immature ideas can be practiced...
Whether this place is placed in Diagon Alley or Hogsmeade is not appropriate~IndoMTL.com~There are more realistic factors to consider-such as the attitude of the Muggle government. But Trelawney's words gave him some inspiration, an island...
Felix thought about it, wondering if he can create it in the future?
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Professor Keridi Bubaji did not live in St. Mungo's. She returned from the hospital after only two days of absence, which made no waves among the students. , especially after showing the Levitating Charm in class, the already flimsy rumors were self-defeating.
Hogwarts Castle has regained its calm. As the time of October 27 draws closer, newspapers begin to report relevant news at length, and photos of the Hogsmeade venue continue to be published. come out.
A student was flipping through the latest newspaper. On it was a map of an unfinished site. Dozens of staff members stood in a small open space in the middle of the Hogsmeade village, directing the planks to appear in the correct position.
"It looks like a huge open-air auditorium." The student who read the newspaper said.
"It's more like a dueling field," his companion corrected.
Their point of view is representative. For this exchange activity, Hogwarts students have their own focus. They are automatically divided into two groups. One group focuses on the communication itself, discussing who will come and what effect the activity will achieve; Keep your eyes on the interlude of the networking event - the challenge segment.
Coincidentally, the latter view prevails in both Gryffindor and Slytherin houses. A certain Hogwarts rune professor https://