A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 596: Wizard Rank Exam
Latest URL: In classroom No. 7, Felix sat on a swivel chair, lost in thought.
The place where he is located is a circular platform. The ground seems to be carefully polished with a complete black gemstone, and the figure can be clearly seen. . .
Floating in the air in front of him was a vague book of indeterminate size and shape, but when Felix looked over, the books became what he wanted.
He waved his wand, and a silver physical Patronus was condensed.
It was a small swift. When it appeared, it quickly flew around the circular room. After circling twice, it landed in front of Felix, as if it had never moved.
Felix swung his wand a second time, and a plump, azure bird with fluffy feathers jumped down. An acromantula covered with bristles appeared out of thin air. This terrifying creature seemed more pleasing to the eye in the Patronus state. Next, Felix kept waving his wand, and one after another appeared beside him. Fantastic Beasts.
There are long-horned water snakes with long horns on their heads and emerald green bodies; there are golden phoenixes with two slender and beautiful feathers; there are tall and fierce fire dragons with different shapes; The skinny Thestral with a pair of bat wings outstretched, if you observe carefully, you will find a dementor mixed in, even in the state of Patronus, it looks like a piece of black and gray rotten cloth.
Compared to this, the old dishcloth in the Hog's Head is a hundred times better.
Felix sat in the center, like the director of a magical zoo, staring at these strange patron saints.
He looked at them over and over again.
These creatures seem to have their own 'characters', and they are all different.
For example, the Thestrals are less courageous, and the silver-gray, pupilless eyes are preserved, while the ball-stalking bird and the unknown white mink seem to have strong curiosity, jumping around; Those fire dragons—they have been roaring, their eyes are full of anger, but they are not tens of feet tall now, and they look not much bigger than the fiery red lizard lying on the ground, so when a pocket Hungarian Horntail When it raised its neck and roared dryly, the coiled bird and snake next to it jumped up suddenly, knocking the fire dragon back and forth.
Not far away, a long-horned water snake jumped into the smooth floor like a calm lake, swimming freely in it, then poked its head out from the other side, and looked at the dazed griffin .
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If there is one thing in common, it is that both have been carefully studied by Felix. In other words - at least in theory, he could easily become their kind.
There was a loud knock on the door outside, as if a giant monster was standing outside and slamming a wooden stick on the door.
Of all the professors in Classroom 7, the only one who can do this kind of thing is—well—himself, Felix curled his lips, golden lines appeared on the walls of the circular room, and the lines were distorted In the shape of a door, the next second, the door was pushed open from the outside.
"Wow!"
The memory whistled, and the whistle echoed on the smooth ground. He looked around, "Can you do this now? Hey~ I really want to have this part of knowledge!" The body also becomes silver and transparent, and the two legs are covered with mist, pretending that he is also a patron saint,
"Hi, big man, I'm your companion," the memory introduced itself to a tall Thunderbird, "I," he pointed to himself, "and you—" His hand swiped horizontally Make a circle and enclose all the magical animals present, "It's the same."
Thunderbird squinted at him with his eyes and remained motionless.
Felix rolled his eyes.
"You can be careful, it is the embodiment of 'pride'."
"What's the function? Pretending to be a statue?" The memory circled happily around the Thunderbird, and the Thunderbird, which was a head taller than a normal person, flapped its wings, blowing the memory away, and he floated to the ground like weightless In front of Felix.
Looking at each other, Memory cleared his throat.
Felix suddenly thought of something, and said to his memory, "I have a question, and I need your help for reference." He said slowly: "There is a flaw in Voldemort's soul. Work hard, but playing with the soul is a more taboo and evil field than time, and the public information is scarce...
I can change the time of an apple, but I can't change the soul of a thorn.
Soul, memory, emotion, these three intersect, if you give me enough time—” Felix frowned.
Memorized an expression of listening carefully.
"Keep talking!"
"—Don't interrupt." Felix said: "Whether it is the time domain or the soul domain, what I came into contact with at the beginning were some scattered points..."
For the former, Felix has the research materials of the Silent Men copied from the Department of Mysteries in his hand, and the Hour Reversal Curse is one of the achievements;
He still has plenty of time and energy.
The so-called 'sufficiency' is only a relative term. This thing is like a dementor. Once put into research, the number will decrease sharply, and it will never be enough.
As for the latter—the realm of the soul, Felix also occupies a few insignificant footholds, such as the Unforgivable Curse, and the Thestral perspective. But to create a soul cage with these isolated points, it can only be said that it is very difficult.
Fortunately, Felix is very good at memory magic, and has in-depth research on one of its branches—emotion. His busy work during this period is also related to this topic: using memory magic and emotional magic as a springboard to intervene in the realm of the soul.
His increasingly eerie Patronus is a combination of the two.
In addition to the patron saint, Felix must also thank the dementors for their contributions with their lives.
Dementors are not real life. They have some similar characteristics to Voldemort's remnant soul. If the Patronus can trap a dementor, can it trap Voldemort's remnant soul?
This is what Felix is doing. But he is a little hesitant now, not knowing who should be the main force.
"Which emotion do you think Voldemort is most resistant to?" Felix asked.
"Well..." the memory pondered.
"It can't be those negative emotions," Felix said to himself, "then they are positive emotions? But can confession be classified as positive emotions? It may be later in the 'Prison Reform' 'plays an important role, but it is used to capture..."
He shook his head, maybe the effect will not be very good.
"I think..." Memory opened his mouth.
"...But I can't say for sure," Felix's attitude wavered again, "'Repentance' is an emotion that Voldemort will never spontaneously produce. His self-proclaimed noble status does not allow him to do so, so this This emotion may cause him great pain."
"I said, why don't you put them together?" After being interrupted a few times, the memory said in a very aggressive tone.
"Together? Throw it all together?" Felix blinked.
"Yeah, it's a surge." The memory nuzzled at the complex patron saints, "You have a whole army of patron saints."
Felix used his brain, it's not like he didn't think of a similar idea, but the Patronus is not used for fighting, but for trapping Voldemort, as a kind of cage. In essence, it is no different from the dementor capture cage - at most, the cage that holds Voldemort must be stronger...
He was about to explain, when a strange idea suddenly appeared in his mind, and he was fascinated by this idea.
A surge? No, creating some sort of cycle.
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When I saw Sirius again the next day, he seemed less than happy.
"I don't know what the old man's tendon is wrong." Sirius said with a sullen expression, "I ran to my office last night to ask questions, and urged me—" He suddenly stopped, and shifted abruptly The topic said: "By the way, did you provoke him? He kept arranging you."
"I'm more curious, how did he get to your office?" Felix asked.
He looked around the auditorium. There were two distinct atmospheres in the school. One group was of course the students who were going to class as usual. The seventh-grade students were pale and could not eat.
A seventh-year Ravenclaw girl stared blankly at the vegetable soup, while her peers scrutinized a two-bitten strawberry pie, as if worried that there was poison in it—or vice versa. , Felix guessed in his heart.
Anyway, they hadn't moved for two full minutes.
"Because I moved his portrait there," Sirius said sullenly, as if regretting his hasty decision, "just the day before I took office. He said to me that since Kreacher He helps in the kitchen in his spare time, there is no reason to keep him in the big house."
"So you agreed?" Felix asked with some amusement, "You should know his emotions are not real. He is not your great-grandfather either."
"Yeah, I know, although I haven't learned this knowledge, if you have to face those portraits of ancestors with stiff responses and bad speech from childhood, you will be as self-taught as I am. I am fully aware of this." Sirius said with a gloomy face: "The portrait of the headmaster of Hogwarts is at best more realistic, but their reaction cannot go beyond the initial setting..."
"Like my mother," he said sullenly, "she really left all her resentment on that portrait."
This is the sad part of the portrait.
They are like a well-written program, which will mobilize the pre-stored memory before reacting-they are not living people, but objects that give feedback according to the old rules. Moreover, it is also difficult for them to change their inherent concepts. Sirius will always be the "unworthy descendant who shamed the family" in Mrs. Black's population, and will never be forgiven.
However, from another perspective, their reactions are also the most authentic. If Phineas Black's portrait shows enough importance to Sirius, the probability is the same when he is still alive.
Perhaps in the eyes of Sirius, although it is only a portrait, it is indeed a rare thing related to the Black family that can communicate normally.
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The Wizarding Rank Exam will last for two weeks.
If you ask Felix what is the difference between this year's exam and the past three years, it is that he has become a non-staff examiner-in his spare time, he will maintain the written exam with the examiner of the Wizarding Examinations Authority discipline.
In previous years, these tasks belonged to the four deans.
Felix got the chance to invigilate the exam on the first and last day, and he has a strong sense of anticipation, of course, the last day is significant - it is the day when Dumbledore and Voldemort duel .
He is partnered with Professor Tofudi. When Felix ushered the fifth grade students from the foyer into the auditorium, many students were surprised to find that the four long dining tables had disappeared and were replaced by many small tables for one person.
"This exam is about spell theory, and the test paper, quill and ink are all on the table. Alright, you can start now."
Professor Tofudi finished speaking in the old man's slow pace, and nodded to Felix, who turned a giant hourglass upside down.
Students opened the test paper and began to answer.
Felix stood on the podium. To him, this exam was like a highly condensed microcosm of real society. The expressions of the students were all kinds of strange, and the reactions were very interesting.
Someone with a sad face——Felix guesses that this student must not be ready;
Of course there are also those with relaxed expressions. As time goes by, the emotions of these people will go to two extremes. One kind of people looks more and more dignified, with a pimple between their brows; the other kind remains the same from beginning to end.
Ron Weasley's performance here is enough to be included in the case analysis, and it is still S difficulty—if Felix plans to conduct research in this area—his expression changes, between excitement and hesitation High-speed switching between. In a short period of time, Felix can only think that he may know a little bit of every question, but only a little...
There are also some students who show surprise expressions, which are the reactions of "encountering knowledge points that they are good at during the exam". For example, Harry, he swore he would never forget the Levitation Curse in his life, and he believed that Ron was the same, after all, not everyone had the opportunity to stun a crazy troll neatly.
The second question was the solution to the Eye Sickness Curse, which Harry could easily answer.
The third question is a bit difficult, and it describes in detail the knowledge about the restoration spell.
Harry had carefully read Hermione's Charms Notebook before the exam, so what appeared in his mind at this moment was not the straight typeface on the textbook, but Hermione's handwriting.
He first wrote the definition of the repair spell, "a spell that...can be used...to repair...damaged objects..." Why is there a definition for such a thing? Harry thought about it while writing, and the memory behind it was a little fuzzy, and he could only summarize it in his own words.
After checking it, he added an adjective after 'repair', 'mostly'.
Then what? Harry looked up and thought, and he saw that Hermione, who was sitting a few seats in front, had never raised her head, and the quill was spinning like a top. He stared blankly at Hermione's matted hair, what would happen if he cast a Restorative Charm on them? Inspiration came to his mind all of a sudden, he lowered his head and wrote quickly: "Contraindications...can't be used on people...it doesn't work on the liquid in the container either."
Very well, thought Harry, just laying the groundwork so much.
He was about to write a specific spell, when he thought of another knowledge point that could be written - the inventor of the spell. So he picked up the quill, "This spell is forbidden to be abused—"
Harry stopped.
He only remembered that the spell was invented by a witch in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, but he couldn't remember exactly which department he was in. He tried to use the method of elimination, and it was unlikely that it was Mr. Weasley's office, because Harry couldn't figure out how this spell could be associated with Muggles, perhaps because wizards couldn't understand the increasingly complex Muggle tools?
He didn't use this line of reasoning in the end, because he hadn't heard a similar story from Hermione.
So he crossed out the words and summed it up simply, "This spell was invented by a witch in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement at work." After writing, Harry stared at the short "at work" Sentence, he wasn't really sure, but he thought it was worth the risk.
Next, he quickly silently wrote down the incantation and casting action of the Restoration Curse ~IndoMTL.com~ and described his feeling when casting the spell in a lot of space.
Harry continued to answer the questions. He particularly liked questions 7, 12 and 15 because they were all about summoning spells, and Harry had successfully summoned a broom from a castle bedroom to the Forbidden Forest. Experience, it was to deal with a vicious Hungarian Horntail.
The twentieth question was about the Patronus Charm, and Harry wrote a long and eloquent article, and finally filled all the answerable places.
When he came out of the examination room, Harry relaxed a little. He felt that he could at least get a 'good'. Judging from Ron's expression, he answered well, but neither of them was interested in talking to Hermione. Yes to the answer.
"I know we made mistakes and missed a lot of points, but let's feel the satisfaction of the moment when the results are handed out." Ron said firmly to her, Harry thought Ron His tone resembled that of a prisoner waiting for the outcome of the trial.
Even Death Eaters probably wouldn't discuss their crimes with fellow prisoners before trial. thought Harry.
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