A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 606: Welcome

After separating from Harry, Felix and Winnie stood at the intersection waiting for a taxi.

"Is the wand still working?"

"Very good," Winnie nodded, "Although there are various restrictions - when I went to register, the people from the Prohibition of Abuse of Magic Office told me a lot, and asked me to fill in my home address, warning I don't want any illegal behavior, and the traces on the wand will last for a while..."

"But overall," she took a light breath and jumped on her toes, "it feels great..."

"Those people are not targeting you," Felix said casually, "Well, although you have indeed increased their workload objectively, complaints are inevitable..." He joked. "But to be fair, you are still newcomers to the magic world, similar to those young wizards who have just entered school, and need the necessary attention and guidance. When you get familiar with it, all these restrictions will disappear."

He beckoned, and a taxi came towards them from a distance with its turn signal on.

"Oh, by the way, I seem to have seen it last time. Is this the logo of a certain band?" Felix glanced at Winnie, who had a black and white piano key shape on her chest. badge.

"You mean this?" Winnie pinched the badge excitedly and showed it to him.

She said in a showy tone: "This is a souvenir of the concert, François Crutoy, have you heard of this name? He is very famous among Muggles! A piano poet, the music is delicate and beautiful, sad but not sad, and full of imagination. His most legendary experience is that the wound on his hand was originally incurable, but healed strangely overnight..."

Felix froze in place.

"...Although this matter has been talked about, Francois has never responded positively. Many people speculate that the injury on his hand may be related to mental stress. If you figure it out, it will naturally heal. And after going through a trough, he burst out with inspiration and created songs such as "Angel of Concern" and "Goddess of Magic" one after another. He has a concert recently, at the Royal Opera House in Covent Garden, and my friends and I bought tickets .”

"Sounds good," said Felix thoughtfully, "maybe I can take a look at it some time..."

A cold courtyard appeared in his mind. As the only audience, Felix enjoyed a unique piano performance, but he did not expect that stupid young man to have such a great reputation... Felix I hope that when we meet again, the amazing purity of his piano sound has not changed.

Putting Winnie into a taxi, Felix spent some time in Sword Castle.

As the Weasley twins graduated from school, they got back the dividends and the ownership of the sound transmission mirror and the anti-spell series products in the past few years, and immediately couldn't wait to start the implementation of their own business layout. From Penello's mouth, Felix learned that the two had opened three branches. However, due to limited manpower, they have not completely separated from "Future World", and the two companies still maintain a cooperative relationship in many projects.

"What do you mean by cooperation?"

"In addition to the function upgrades of existing products, there is also - um - OEM. The two of them alone cannot produce 2,000 sets of Dark Lord scare box sets in a week." Penello Half complaining and half proudly saying, "Only we can do it in the whole magic world!"

"Oh, oh," Felix made an admiring voice, "After listening to what you said, I found that I seem to have overlooked some details. Can you give me a hint, Miss Clearwater, whether I should give Dobby Did you raise your salary?"

Penello showed a strange expression.

"I can see no excuse, sir. He's done a fantastic job—in fact, there are more house-elves in the company than there are in the Hogwarts kitchens, and Mr. Lupine was very pleased at one point. It's a headache how to put them, you know, they are frighteningly motivated."

Felix imagined the scene of Remus scratching his head, and smiled unkindly, "Then how did you solve it? Oh, OEM—"

"That's just part of it. We had several meetings to discuss how to place them, and Mr. Lupine came up with the idea of ​​the assembly line that you had mentioned to him, so it took two days for our entire staff to make the production of the existing products Disassemble the steps, and hand over those simple spells and enchantments to the house elves to complete."

Felix was quite satisfied with this, and sat in the chair and turned around.

"How about their treatment?"

"Strictly follow the "Guidelines for the Rights and Interests of House-Elves" specified by the Ministry of Magic."

"Uh - is this some kind of law, I don't seem to have heard of it at all?"

Penello sighed: "The Ministry of Magic formulated a series of regulations on the treatment of house elves very early on. They have existed for many years, but they have never been strictly enforced..."

It turned out to be a decoration.

Felix understood. Many wizarding families, such as the Malfoys and the Blacks before Sirius, abused the house-elves in their homes. Because of the obedient nature of house-elves, the Ministry of Magic couldn't investigate anything, or—it's doubtful they ever did.

"By the way, there is one more thing!" Penello said suddenly: "The house elves have always hoped to swear allegiance to you——"

"What did you say?" Felix stood up.

"It's the loyalty of a servant to its master." Penello looked at him secretly, "There are many elves who were kicked out by their masters, or from the previous generation. In short, they had lived a very miserable life before. .Dobby found them, and proclaimed your generosity and kindness...the house-elves were looking forward to this day."

"Hmm."

Felix bowed his head in thought.

After a while, he raised his head, "Sign a contract with them—but not in my name, in the name of the 'Future World' company. Also, I need you to do one thing from now on—" Pene Luo listened with a serious expression, and took out a small notebook to record. "—recruit humanoids as employees, werewolves, vampires, centaurs, mermaids, veela, giants and goblins, you know what I mean, those who are intelligent and can communicate with people... It doesn't take one step, we even You can try to recruit some mixed blood first."

"Are you doing this for...?" Penello asked holding his breath.

"Don't you think it would be fun to bring them together?"

Felix smiled, but Penello had no sense of humor at all, and he sighed and thought to himself: Oh, poor Percy...they won't be talking about work all the time together, will they?

"Well, I do have enough reasons-as the company continues to expand, we need to develop new product sales channels, and these mixed blood, especially those with wizards, can be guides."

His real purpose is far more than these, such as laying the foundation for the pan-magic alliance in advance... From the current point of view, it is not very effective, and even thankless, but if one day, the magic world is forced to make it public, Felix hopes that the entire wizarding world has one and only one voice.

He didn't elaborate, the reasons above were enough to convince Penello, she nodded.

"This matter will be very troublesome to operate. Many of them have hatred for each other. What's worse, most of them don't have a good impression of wizards, so there is no need to worry, as a long-term task... I will discuss it with Ms. Burns, and it is best to second some people from the Department of Magical Creature Management and Control."

Felix smoothed his train of thought while talking. With Voldemort down, it's time to find an opportunity for the Ministry of Magic to take over the responsibilities that belonged to them.

What is the role of the Ministry of Magic?

Making laws and governing the entire wizarding world, the most important thing is to hide the wizarding world from the Muggle world. However, if exposure cannot be avoided, they have the responsibility to study relevant plans and risks and make adequate preparations.

With the arrest of the dark wizard coming to an end, the next action of the Ministry of Magic is to judge, award honors, and then what? If there is no Felix, peace will naturally be restored, and everyone will live their little days behind closed doors.

From this point of view, the entire group of wizards are lazy citizens with no sense of crisis.

No need to be surprised.

Because of the limited number of people and the great convenience of magic, wizards cannot establish a large and meticulous political, economic, cultural and legal system like the real world-it requires a huge amount of manpower to maintain this system operation.

The pace of life in the wizarding world has always been very slow, so slow that many systems and customs have been passed down for hundreds of years and will not change easily. progress.

If you look at this issue from a higher level:

Every ten years or decades, several outstanding wizards will be born. They are brilliant in their respective research fields and have a transcendent status. Therefore, they can easily push forward a certain aspect of the wizarding society on their own. A lot, not only limited to the system, but also such as potions, spells, new theories...

The chocolate frog character card is the epitome of this phenomenon.

"Let's go, let's go see the house elf army." Felix said briskly.

They came to the third floor, where nearly one-third of the space belonged to house elves. After opening a slightly smaller door, they were greeted by the scene of busy labor inside. More than a hundred house-elves sat around a large but low work platform, which looked like a raised step, or a rectangular ring.

They were sitting in small chairs, with all kinds of semi-finished materials neatly placed in front of them.

The house-elves moved in unison, stretching out their slender fingers to point to a piece of cut-out wrapping paper, which was folded dazzlingly and turned into a delicate gift box in a few seconds, Felix Swearing that he would never be wrong, he saw a cartoon version of a bald, noseless wizard...

"Mr. Haipe!"

Accompanied by an exaggerated scream, a house-elf jumped down from his seat, and appeared in front of Felix, flying on his short legs.

"Hello, Dobby," said Felix.

"Hello, Mr. Hemp," said Dobby excitedly, studying Felix with his large, round eyes. Then all the elves stopped what they were doing, timidly surrounded them, and looked at Felix cautiously with the same eyes as Dobby.

"Hello, everyone—uh—elves."

"Sir, this is Buck." Dobby said happily, pointing to the house-elf closest to him. "Hello, Buck." Felix nodded. "This is Kiki, Baker, Holly, Beton, Kiki," he introduced one by one, and then slapped his forehead, "Oh, yes!" Dobby dragged him from the crowd as if by magic. A house-elf, "and Winky."

Shining wore a clean little skirt, shyly hiding behind the crowd.

"Winky?" Dobby looked at her happily.

"Hai, Mr. Haipu—" said Winky cautiously.

"How are you doing here?" Felix asked.

"Very, very good..." she whispered.

"No, Winky is not good!" cried Dobby, "Winky was still thinking about her old owner, Mr. Crouch, and I told her we had a new—well, employer, but she Not happy, she also refused to accept any wages!"

"Buck doesn't want an employer either, Buck wants a master!" said the house-elf who was first introduced eagerly, staring straight at Felix.

"Kiki too. Kiki don't be an unwanted elf!" cried a house-elf with a slightly shrill voice. Her words drew a chorus of approval, and a group of little heads with bat ears bobbed up and down.

"That's exactly what I'm here for," said Felix mildly. "To be honest, I was taken aback when I knew there were so many house-elves in the company. I personally don't need house-elves." The elves serve me, so I had a great idea—you've heard of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?"

The house-elves nodded apprehensively.

"In the Hogwarts kitchen, there are about as many elves as you. They don't belong to someone, but belong to that old castle in name. Of course, if any house-elf wants to Leave, I think Dumbledore will never stop—"

"They won't leave, they're living a happy life!" a house-elf shouted, with a hint of envy and disbelief in his tone.

"Kiki?" Felix asked, blinking.

"Yes, Kiki, Mr. Haipu." Kiki replied excitedly, as if he was very honored that Felix could remember his name.

"... Now that you know, things will become much simpler. I plan to adopt a similar model and sign a magic contract. I will not set a time. You can stay anytime you want. The specific terms are kept secret According to the agreement, if you want to leave, you can't disclose product information... There are also some treatment rules, and Dobby and Miss Clearwater will tell you."

"We don't need treatment, and we don't need wages!" shouted another house-elf.

"Oh," Felix showed a embarrassed expression, "but the Ministry of Magic has made regulations, and you deserve it. I don't want to be troubled by people from the Ministry of Magic...and," he said with a look Seriously, "When you stay in the company, it is different from serving a certain wizard family. The tasks you are exposed to are more professional and challenging—" the house elves puffed out their small chests. "—In order to facilitate management, it is necessary to formulate unified rules."

The house-elves nodded in confusion.

"As for Winky—" Felix thought for a moment, then knelt down and said to her.

"Since you have nowhere to go for the time being, you might as well stay here and save some money—listen to me, don't you want to buy a present for Mr. Crouch? Winky, Azkaban There are no more dementors, which means, Mr. Crouch will come out soon, and three years have passed. If you want to go back to him, I will not stop, but I think he saw you sent You will definitely be very happy with the gift."

After Felix finished speaking, he stretched out his palm, revealing a golden Galleon.

Winky blinked her huge brown eyes, and her nose, shaped and sized like a large tomato, twitched. She was clearly in a state of entanglement that her little brain seemed to be having a hard time sorting out. these complex issues.

Just when Dobby urged her for the twelfth time, Shining stretched out his hands tremblingly to hold the golden Galleon, tears streaming down his face.

"Thank you, Mr. Haipu."

Holding up her little skirt, she bowed deeply to Felix.

…

In the evening, after returning to school, Felix and Valen were a little hungry, and they went down the crooked spiral staircase one by one, ready to find something to eat in the kitchen.

I don't know who started it, but anyway they started playing the game of stepping on each other's shadows. Varun flicked his feet nimbly, running back and forth around Felix, yelling excitedly as he ran—it was counting points.

Felix suddenly felt that he was at a disadvantage, his shadow was much bigger.

"Hey!"

Valen shivered suddenly, ran up to his shoulder, and complained to him, the look in that man's eyes was terrifying!

Felix turned his head and saw Professor McGonagall and Mr. Bagshot, whom he had seen during the day, walking side by side. Professor McGonagall was talking quickly, but he did not notice the existence of him and Warren. Mr. Bagshot, on the other hand, had his eye on Varen, his eyes narrowed and his face darkened.

"Since Dumbledore has agreed... I can't say anything, but, Mr. Bagshot, please be prepared. Managing little wizards is a very hard job. I will tell you what I know You, including teaching materials, teaching tasks, school rules... Oh, Felix?"

Professor McGonagall raised his head in surprise, looking at Felix and Varen on his shoulder.

"Minerva," Felix nodded slightly, but his gaze was always fixed on Mr. Bagshot, with obvious scrutiny, "this is—"

"Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for the new school year," said Professor McGonagall.

"Ah, of course..."

Felix looked at Mr. Bagshot, just when Professor McGonagall thought he would introduce himself-he was always so polite, Felix's eyes suddenly brightened, and he looked straight at the new professor at the school.

Mr. Bagshot showed an agility that was completely different from his age. The exclusive magic wand appeared in his hand instantly, and a fierce vortex of magic power erupted, blocking Felix's sight, but Felix had already got his desired result.

Mistake...

Normally, he would not stare at strangers with a magical perspective, which is too provocative, but someone seems to have seized this loophole and disguised himself as a Squib. Nope, Felix remembered Dumbledore's words, he's no different from a Squib now ~IndoMTL.com~ But what kind of magic did he use to still be alive and kicking after meeting Dumbledore, and look like he got it for himself A teaching job?

Felix never thought he had misunderstood.

Just as he offered refuge to the remnants of the pure-blood family, Dumbledore did the same.

"Felix...Mr. Bagshot...you..."

Professor McGonagall, caught in the middle, could hardly breathe. She stared at the two serious faces with difficulty, not understanding why they were suddenly at war with each other, and also surprised that a squib could erupt such a powerful magic power .

She didn't know whether she should be relieved that Dumbledore hadn't lost sight of it, and the new professor would not be bullied by the students.

"Mr. Bagshot?" Felix said in an almost whispering voice, and the pressure shrouded in the outside gradually subsided, "Since the day passed, I have been puzzled. The author of "History of Magic" Cedar Bagshot is yours-"

"...Auntie." Grindelwald said in the same soft tone.

"She lives in Godric's Hollow, which is really a good place with beautiful scenery. Godric Gryffindor, who founded Hogwarts, was born there, and Bowman Lai, who invented the Golden Snitch The same is true for Te... Closer, there are the Dumbledore family and the Potter family."

Of course there are more than these famous people in Godric's Hollow.

The two thought of a name at the same time, Ignotus Peverell, the owner of the Cloak of Invisibility, the third holy relic of the Deathly Hallows.

Felix and Grindelwald stared at each other for a moment, both smiling. Their outstretched hands—one young, slender; the other old, wrinkled—clasped tightly, dangling in the air as if wrestling.

"Welcome, Mr. Bagshot."

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