A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 630: A new start, 17 rules of runes

When Harry came out, his head was still dazed, as if his consciousness was still stuck in Professor Bagshot's office. They sat on the soft sofa cushions, reflecting the red and flickering fire in the fireplace, chatting about their views on magic.

Professor Bagshot's theoretical knowledge is very profound. It is comprehensive, but not too wordy, and can always use some exquisite demonstrations to clearly show personal ideas. Compared to that, Harry felt like he was slurring his speech and his mind was a mess.

This thought frustrates him, obviously he has also taught spells to many students in the Frontline Lookout Club.

Harry couldn't help but compare the professors he had been exposed to in this class.

In the first and second grades, he met Quirrell and Lockhart, but he failed to learn much useful knowledge from them.

Quirrell was possessed by Voldemort at the time, and he may have been planning how to seize the Philosopher's Stone all day long, and he was not in the mood to give lectures. Because it is said that his theoretical knowledge is quite solid, this statement has certain credibility. Harry has experienced the curse that Quirrell cast on the broomstick; of course, it may also be that Quirrell has been corrupted. Always upside down, neurotic.

When Harry first knew that he was a Horcrux, he was suspicious for a while, suspecting that he would grow a face with the same style as Quirrell on the back of his head.

And the other one - Lockhart - is useless except the Oblivion Curse, and is currently being imprisoned in Azkaban and suffering. But Harry had to admit that if he had to compare the splendor of the class, Lockhart would definitely be better, because instead of stuttering, he was full of emotion when reading the text and performing without physical objects,

This alone is much better than Quirrell, who can't even speak well.

Harry thought fairly that watching Lockhart jump up and down was a bit of a stress reliever when he wasn't using himself as a prop to play some crazy character.

Harry's real education in Defense Against the Dark Arts should have started with Professor Damocles Belby (if you don't count the dueling club).

Professor Belby is a master of potions and has developed Wolfsbane potion. To some extent, his and Snape's choices are exactly the opposite. Though Professor Belby himself had said that he had come to fill in the gap, Harry still found his series of defense lessons around the Forbidden Forest useful.

In the third grade, the students welcomed Professor Lu Ping. I don't know if there are extra subjective emotions mixed in, Harry thinks this is the best Defense Against the Dark Arts professor he has ever met, Remus has a gentle personality and a friendly attitude towards students, and because of his hidden werewolf identity, Lu Ping has encountered and dealt with many difficult dark creatures and evil magic. "I'm part of them," Lupine said bitterly once, and Harry vehemently opposed the idea. The reason is that many students still miss him very much-the fourth grade at the time, they were tortured by Moody's teaching methods, and "Maybe Professor Hemp asked you to go to save an advertising fee!"

Harry's perception of Professor Moody is also complicated, because he knows that part of his admiration and yearning for the legendary Auror is actually faked by the Death Eater Crouch Jr., but he decided not to go into the horns Anyway, he also learned a lot about how to deal with dark wizards, and it was absolutely reliable.

The professor of this course last year was Sirius (in a recent contact, Sirius said that he saw Rita Skeeter broadcasting the mad cow disease news on Muggle TV). Harry guessed that Sirius should also shoulder special tasks as a professor—for example, under the threat of the shadow of war, training students' ability to deal with emergencies and actual combat. Students in Harry's year generally feel comfortable with their O.W.Ls practical exams.

Professor Bagshot-Harry's heart sank, probably because he was once a saint and held a lot of hostility towards Muggles, or in other words, treated them differently'. Harry thought of the speech he saw today,

Obviously, Grindelwald believes that wizards and Muggles are two different groups, and the two are in a competitive relationship.

Isn't there a secrecy law?

A voice in Harry's head asked himself, what if the law of secrecy fails? He couldn't think of a solution at all, and it weighed heavily on his heart. A sudden gust of cold wind whipped snowflakes against his face, and Harry raised his eyes to see that the windows in the corridor were open.

He walked forward, some tiny ice crystals stuck to the window root, his fingers were icy cold, he knew winter was coming

——"What are you doing?" Filch suddenly appeared, holding a glowing exclusive wand in his hand.

"Close the window," said Harry.

"The lights are going to be turned off soon, and they are still wandering around in the castle, I suspect..." Filch said in a cold, threatening tone, Mrs. Norris was hiding in the shadow of her master, nudging Filch comfortably. Odd trousers.

"So it's not yet curfew time?" Harry said loudly. "Thanks for reminding!" Chanted a spell in a low voice, window

It closed with a bang.

Some relationships are difficult to improve. Harry thought as he climbed the stairs, he thought of Draco Malfoy, they were destined not to be friends, there were too many grudges in the way, unless something irresistible forced them together - such as the grouping in class train.

Thinking that in another two years, the two people after graduation may never have any contact in their lives, Harry inevitably felt a little melancholy. In his mind, Hogwarts was the first place he felt like home.

The next day, at the auditorium dining table.

"So, Professor Bagshot didn't punish you at all, and even discussed magic with you?" Ron's tone seemed a little jealous.

"Yeah," said Harry, and he told Ron and Hermione about last night's experience while eating his porridge (without the saints).

"He's not that unreasonable." Ron smacked and said, his attitude towards Professor Bagshot improved a lot, and even Hermione was slightly surprised, "But why did he keep you in detention? ?”

"My thesis does have a lot of problems." Harry shrugged and said.

He didn't think he'd find excuses for Professor Bagshot, but he really didn't want to reveal that the Professor had been a saint, and that's all in the past, isn't it? Propaganda would only put Professor Bagshot in an embarrassing situation. He thought of Remus' identity as a werewolf. When Remus confessed to them, he handed in his resignation not long after.

"By the way, Hermione," Harry asked pretending to be casual, "how much do you know about Grindelwald?"

Although he tried to downplay it as much as possible, Hermione took a breath, "Why did you suddenly ask this?" "Uh, because... I was eating chocolate frogs in Professor Bagshot's office yesterday-"

"He still buys you snacks?" Ron interrupted. "Yeah, I got a Dumbledore card. You know, we know about Nick Flamel, but we don't know much about Grindelwald's past."

Hermione frowned slightly, as if she was thinking seriously.

"Harry, there are very few research materials about Grindelwald, oh, it's not that they didn't mention it, I mean, there are very few parts about him, his childhood, growing up, etc... …He seems to have become a well-known figure all of a sudden, instigating riots, disrupting local order, and creating all kinds of sensational violence, which are described in "Modern History of Magic", "The Rise and Fall of Black Magic", "Important Magical Events of the Twentieth Century" "It is recorded in books such as "

Hermione went on and on, but stopped when she saw Harry's expression.

"What's wrong?" she asked anxiously.

"Is there any record of his speech?" Harry asked softly, trying not to make the point of his words so obvious, as if it was just a whim of curiosity, "I think he should be a very attractive person ,

After all, it is possible to pull such a large wizard army..."

Hermione shook her head, she whispered, "I don't know."

"So all we know is that he's a powerful Dark wizard, seditious, and - he has the Deathly Hallows symbol as his signature." Ron concluded, "Sounds like a formidable opponent , fortunately defeated by Dumbledore."

After speaking, he continued to deal with the fried eggs and sausages on his plate, obviously not paying attention to this matter. Harry didn't want to attract attention, so for the next two days, he just took the opportunity to check the reference books, stood by the bookshelves in the library, and picked out the few books Hermione mentioned and quickly looked through them.

From the point of view in the book, Grindelwald is a terrible person, a great enemy who destroys the cornerstone of the stability of the wizarding world.

On Thursday evening, Harry accidentally saw Luna passing through the venue, dressed in a trendy dress, and he suddenly realized that it was almost the weekend, and he hadn't given Luna an answer yet. Ron and Hermione had opposing views on the matter.

"Why are we going to the stinking sewers?" Ron scrunched up his face. "Not to mention going into the girls' bathroom—I don't want to deal with Myrtle ever again."

"You don't have to go," said Hermione.

"Leave Ginny alone? Mum will kill me if she finds out," Ron cried.

That's right, the content of their discussion has changed, not whether to teach Luna the Parseltongue, but whether to take time to accompany them to search in the secret room. Harry didn't want to go from the bottom of his heart, because this adventure was doomed to fail, and Dumbledore was wearing the real Resurrection Stone!

"...you don't know how much you've been training recently, and Perks and Gut privately called you a tyrant," Ron said to Harry, who was dumbfounded, "Yeah," Ron nodded understandingly, "Fortunately, Katie Bell popularized to them how to torture players when Wood was still around, and you are better than him.

"Maybe I should train a little more so they don't have time to gossip." Harry gritted his teeth and said Ron winced.

"Let's find a night, go and come back quickly." Harry made up his mind and said, Hermione raised her eyebrows, "If I understand correctly, you want to go on a night tour-" "Yeah," said Harry "You finally know" expression, "Anyway, it's not the first time, it's not bad. I can't delay the two days of Quidditch training on the weekend." He emphasized.

"I think it's fine," said Ron, "and I don't want to sneak into the girls' bathroom during the day. I'm a prefect now. If something goes wrong, it's going to be a lot of fun."

Harry also thought of the possibility of being discovered by Mafalda and her bees (some people call the little wizard who works part-time in the "Mystery Wall" tabloid), and instantly drew up a sensational headline in his mind,'Gran The eccentricity of Prefect Fendor and the captain of the team', he felt cold all over, and his thoughts became more determined.

"It's tomorrow night!"

Harry told Ginny the news later, and during breakfast the next day, Luna happily ran over to thank him, and almost slipped her mouth, scaring Harry into using the Sticky Jaw Charm. Luna stammered and was pulled away by Ginny.

After breakfast, they went to the ancient magic text class, which has now entered a new stage.

"The progress is a little faster than I expected," Felix said, "It may be related to several large-scale detentions..." The students below all stared at the professor. "We learned something new today."

He suddenly stopped talking, looking around the classroom, "Who didn't come to class?"

Students start looking around, and Pansy Parkinson raises her hand.

"Professor, Daphne has taken a leave of absence and is currently in the school hospital."

"Why?"

"It is said that scurvy powder was mistaken for parsley powder and added to food by mistake, causing symptoms of mild encephalitis." Pansy said, she sat with Blaise Chabini, and the two behaved intimately .

"It's just a headache, a slight disturbance of consciousness..." Felix said, Pansy was a little dazed, why did he describe the symptoms again?

"Is that so?"

"Yes, yes."

This symptom is not caused by mistaken consumption of scurvy. Maybe, Felix thought, the Confusion and Forgetting Charms.

What a coincidence.

Generally speaking, the aftereffects of the confusion spell are very mild. If it only interferes with the mind of the victim for a second or two, it will not even cause any reaction. Rauch,

Being under the influence of the Confusion Curse and Imperius Curse for a long time, he became unconscious and had to receive professional treatment.

A figure emerged in Felix's mind, the saint who followed Grindelwald's trail, Nicole Noel. Felix suspected that she might be the real owner of Bundy the house elf, so she didn't have any doubts about her being able to contact Grindelwald, but now it seems that she should use Daphne Greengrass to pass the news.

Whether this is the case or not, you will find out by going to the school hospital after class.

This also reminds Felix that the saints are not harmless little white rabbits. They used to be well-organized and have a clear division of labor.

It is far from being measured by the dimension of force'. The same thought came to Harry, who knew even more than Felix—he had seen Daphne meet a strange woman and receive a gift box that ended up in Bagshot In the professor's office.

It's just that Harry thought at the time that the old woman in the trench coat might be some of Daphne's elders. He looked at Professor Haip. He should know something, right? But the professor has already started lecturing.

".I'm glad to see that most people have mastered the skill of making the practical rune wand manifest, and thus gained some flexible spellcasting methods, but this is not the point," Felix said: " A single ancient rune is not very good in terms of power or adaptability, and there are better spells to replace them."

"Next, you will come into contact with the extremely practical content of the ancient rune, a technique derived from the rune circuit. Is there anyone willing to cooperate with the demonstration? Bonus points"

Several arms are raised.

"Anthony Goldstein." Felix called a Ravenclaw boy by name.

Goldstein stepped forward nervously.

With a wave of Felix's hand, more than a dozen rune symbols appeared out of thin air, and they were closely integrated with each other.

"Try to catch it." Felix said encouragingly, and Goldstein reached out his hand and the students below held their breath to watch carefully——his fingertips touched the string of snapped runes circuit.

The string of runes seemed to be attracted by Goldstein, actively blended into his skin, and drilled up along his fingers. Goldstein was startled, rolled up his sleeves, and was surprised to find that the string of runes seemed Branded on the skin of the wrist like a mark.

Goldstein blinked.

"Professor? This is..."

He was a little worried that the thing on his wrist could not be removed, but in the next second, he felt that his body became light and light, and he just tiptoed, and the whole person flew towards Professor Haipu, and Professor Haipu dodged to dodge , he went straight to the window.

"Don't use too much force," Felix reminded him.

"What?" Goldstein asked in a hurry. He stretched out his hand and blocked it vigorously on the wall. As a result, his whole body seemed to have no weight, and he was ejected in the opposite direction at an extremely fast speed, and Hepu The professor was caught as he passed by.

Goldstein's feet hit the ground.

"Try again." He heard the professor say to him ~IndoMTL.com~ Goldstein took a breath excitedly, "I seem to have found a trick." His current state is a bit like a levitating spell, But not completely out of control of their movements.

He stood still and jumped lightly. In the next second, he found himself jumping into the air with his head brushing against the ceiling. The students below looked very short and looked at him eagerly. He couldn't help laughing out loud.

He floated down in the air, like a feather, and had time to greet his good friends one by one.

Felix grabbed his wrist and made him stand firm. When he took his hand away, Goldstein found that the rune on his wrist was gone, and his whole body seemed very heavy, almost sitting on the ground.

"You can go back, Mr. Goldstein. Ravenclaw is very good."

"A rune circuit that reduces the weight of objects." Felix said with satisfaction: "It is generally used on rune creations, but why can't it be used on human bodies? You should have received human body deformation, right?" Some students in the classroom nodded.

"You can think of the rune circuit as a solidified spell—of course, what you will learn next is all carefully selected and created by me. You will find that it can not only be applied to items, as long as you follow the Seventeen rules of magic words, it will also become a part of daily spellcasting."

"Moreover, it has its own unique advantages, such as long maintenance time, difficult to crack and target, higher degree of concealment, etc."

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