A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 654: Secret talk

The atmosphere in the bar suddenly changed. Felix saw two people put their hands into their pockets nonchalantly, and then the man sitting across from him cleared his throat, and put his secret hands on the table again.

"Mr. Haip, I assure you that there will be no fighting tonight. We are here in peace."

"It doesn't look like it," Felix turned his head slightly, "At least Mrs. Rosmerta will not agree." At this moment, the proprietress of the bar is quietly staying behind the bar, busy with her own affairs , it seems that they didn't pay attention to the undercurrent surge here. .

"She'll be fine," Knowlton paused, and said in a strong voice, "just to avoid trouble."

"Then untie it, or I thought you were malicious."

Felix smiled, but his tone was unrefutable insistence.

After a few seconds of silence, Noel nodded slightly, and a bright light flashed in the corner. Mrs. Rosmerta's eyes turned from confusion to sobriety, but was immediately replaced by fear.

She let out a scream.

"Mrs. Rosmerta, I want to order another glass of iced lemon juice." Felix said gently, and Mrs. Rosmerta glanced at this side carefully, and said in a panic: "Oh, oh , yes, Mr. Hype." By the end she had recovered her composure.

There was a clanging sound from the bar counter, which seemed a bit harsh in a quiet space.

"Mr. Haipu, I have been abroad for the past few years, and I can hear your name every once in a while, but none of them can keep up with the invention of the exclusive magic wand, and its impact even exceeds the downfall of Voldemort. Would you like to hear right?" the man asked.

At this moment, Mrs. Rosmerta brought over the lemonade and put it on Felix's side so that he would have two glasses to drink. Of course there was nothing on the other side, and she didn't mean to ask the man sitting opposite him what he wanted, but instead gave him a hard look, then quickly dodged back behind the bar, looking around cautiously.

Felix pushed the cup to the opposite side and made a gesture of invitation, "Forget me."

"Then I want to say thank you." Noel said flatly, picked up the cup and took a sip, and then said: "The Future World Company has grown into a behemoth, and stores can be found in every magic community. Mermaid tribes underwater can now record their own songs, too."

Felix's heart moved. He arranged for the company to recruit a group of employees of the humanoid magic race during the summer vacation. In his heart, this is the seed of the Pan-Magical Alliance. After several years or more than ten years of running-in, on the one hand, it will open up new sales channels for the company, and on the other hand, it can also gain experience in how to deal with different races, so that Establish a set of communication methods that are effective and based on mutual trust.

As for the branches all over the world, it is also an important means to promote ancient runes. Rune cards, wizard cards, rune booklets... are half sold and half given away at the cost price. Not to mention - Felix just thought of it - the existence of these branches is an invisible constraint on Gringotts.

So far, the plan seems to be progressing well.

"As far as I know, almost every Ministry of Magic is arguing about exclusive wands. You know, although there are not many Squibs left in the magic world, most of them still live in No-Maj society, but …they also have relatives, especially those whose parents are still alive, who got the news almost immediately. Of course, not all Squibs want to come back, and many have started families of their own, but it must be admitted that almost all Squibs embrace magic With obsession, they don't mind having a wand, even if it can only be used to clean the room, or direct a gadget to float around."

The man grinned.

"A few days ago, some squibs went to the headquarters of the Magic Congress of America to protest, and they were not without support—many of them even came from prestigious magic families, and big figures who sat in the Woolworth Building to make decisions There is a relationship."

"What about the Reformation? What did they do?" Felix asked.

"These people have a good idea, but their approach is still naive. One day, they will be at the decision table and consider these headaches. Now their opinion is irrelevant."

The man said that he obviously didn't like the expression, so he continued:

"The new president of the International Federation of Wizards, Babajid Akinbad, is in a state of desperation. The Ministry of Magic of at least a dozen countries has proposed an international law around exclusive magic wands, and will include squibs in the scope of management. The effect is similar to Regarding the "Secrecy Act"... I also heard that the British representative of the Federation also submitted a proposal under the instruction of Ms. Burns of your department, which was very valued. Akinbad is ready to resign.

Bang! The goblet in Mrs. Rosmerta's hand fell to the ground and shattered. Everyone looked at her. She seemed frightened by these indifferent sights, and restored the glass to its original shape with difficulty. Then she forced a stiff smile at everyone.

"So one by one" Felix said slowly: "What role are you playing, or what role are you going to play-after showing me your excellent intelligence capabilities. My God, I'm not even sure whether to tell Minerva, she is very concerned about the future of those children, if she finds out that her worries are for nothing, she will be very angry..."

"That Professor McGonagall?" The man said with a slight smile, "She is serious and responsible enough under her stern appearance. Maybe the following information can comfort her. We only sent three groups of people. Theoretically, other families Your request for help should be genuine."

"In theory?" Felix repeated.

"This is the crux of the problem. You seem to think that we can represent all the saints, but this is not the case at all." The man said:

"Mr. Haip, I wonder how much you know about the saints after 1945?"

The fingers resting on the table paused.

"Agitated, scattered everywhere?"

"Almost, but more complicated." The man said: "My grandfather was a saint," he said straight to the point: "The status is barely responsible for the mobilization of believers in a country, the transmission of information, and the collection of intelligence. "

Felix pouted, "I didn't expect to be a big shot."

"Not to mention, there are dozens of people like him, just like Gringotts all over the world, there are some people in every country, these people are running for the sacred cause with a noble purpose, The rest can only be counted as civilians who agree with our philosophy."

"So that's how the saying of 100,000 saints came about." Felix nodded.

"Since the duel that shocked the world ended, well, I haven't been able to witness that duel with my own eyes. I saw it through the diary left by my grandfather. Just by reading the text, I can feel the shock he felt. And awe...and despair." The man said with a pale face, but also unwillingly.

"Desperate?"

"The two most powerful people in the world, at least at that time... I am in awe of Mr. Dumbledore. I remember a description in the diary: the battlefield is covered with invisible sharp blades, as if separating the two worlds, No one dares to approach the frontal battlefield, where a ray of sunlight can easily take the life of an adventurous person"

Felix was thoughtful, throwing away adjectives, can Transfiguration do this? Of course you can, as long as you replace the deformed object with the ubiquitous air Uh, thinking about that scene is quite scary.

"After the failure of Mr. Grindelwald, there were several protests erupted by people all over the world at that time. Maybe it was for this reason that my grandfather was not held accountable, but from those who I visited in my diary when I was growing up From the looks of it, these past saints either remain anonymous, or are under the spotlight of the local Ministry of Magic.”

"Mr. Noel, I don't think your purpose is to complain to me, explaining that your family has been suppressed by the Ministry of Magic." Felix interrupted.

"Of course, Mr. Haip." The man immediately said: "To a certain extent, since Grindelwald, no one has the ability to gather such a huge force. They set off riots, and their fate is not very good. It can be said that they have changed from a force that can control the history of the magic world to a collection of pearls scattered all over the place, and they are even manipulated by ambitious people... All this is because of the lack of a leading figure. "

"I seem to understand that you want to rescue the former leader.

"No, Mr. Haip." The man said softly: "Even Mr. Grindelwald didn't set foot on British soil during the heyday of his power, let alone the dozen or so of us. What I want to say is"

"If Mr. Grindelwald stayed in Nurmengard forever, the world would only gradually forget him, but from the moment he stepped out of Nurmengard Castle, whether he wanted to or not, he had already returned to everyone. line of sight, or to put it another way...has the ability to influence the magic world again.”

"Even if he does nothing and changes his name now, the world will move because of him. We are only the first batch to predict it, and there will be more and more in the future."

"Sounds like some sort of tacit threat."

"No." The man said seriously: "Just a piece of advice. The two largest wizard organizations in the world, the Saints and the International Federation of Wizards, are not monolithic, and it is almost inevitable that news will leak in the end. At that time, the eyes of the whole world will focus on Hogwarts, even if Mr. Dumbledore..."

"That sounds troublesome enough," murmured Felix, "so do you have any good advice, Mr. Knoll?"

"This..." The man was silent for a moment, his tone became hesitant, "It's just a proposal, a vague idea..." Felix looked at him expectantly. "First of all, we need to be able to contact Mr. Grindelwald and find out what he thinks...Of course, we need a middleman who can't arouse suspicion, not for students, not for professors who don't know..."

"I'm a good fit." Felix said eagerly.

"That's right." As if encouraged, the man's nostrils expanded slightly, and his blue-green pupils became deeper and shimmered slightly. "It's best to find an opportunity for us to meet each other. We can't be at school, which can easily cause misunderstandings. We don't want to cause any trouble to Mr. Grindelwald,

Do you understand? I have an informant in the International Federation of Wizards, he told me some secret things, there are gossips that—" He lowered his voice.

Felix leaned forward and moved closer.

"The current chairman, Akinbad, may break the contract in order to divert attention. I never want this to happen, and I am willing to stand with you,

Contribute your strength, Mr. Haipu, how about you? "

Felix looked hesitant, "Dumbledore One"

"Can't tell him. I mean, one has to be careful in the early days, and Mr. Dumbledore has some prejudices against saints—of course, that's perfectly understandable, we've been hostile. I think, at least Before solving Aginbad's troubles, it is not appropriate to make extravagance."

Felix slowly closed his eyes, as if weighing the pros and cons.

"This is almost the best way. Mr. Haipu, what do you think?"

"My thoughts are one by one, I have to confirm the authenticity first."

"This is easy to handle. Remember the informant I mentioned before? I have a copy of the meeting minutes he sent, with Aginbad's autograph on it. This can't be faked"

"You are really powerful, Mr. DeWitt."

"Thank you for the compliment! Mr. Haipu, I'm absolutely sure that some of us are in crisis. I'm just what do you call me!" The expression of the man in front of him froze, and he could hardly believe it He stared blankly at Felix, how did he know his real name?

"Oh, look, I have to apologize to you." Felix spread his hands.

"I'm too irrational—Dumbledore is good enough at this. He seldom directly invades other people's brains, even those who are hostile to him. But I can't, I can only I control myself not to use it in my daily life, so as not to lose too much fun ~IndoMTL.com~ Listening to students explaining the reasons for not finishing their homework is one of my favorite ways of entertainment.

But when encountering blatant hostility, especially when meeting strangers for the first time, curiosity will make me want to move. If this person is still chattering in my ears, but he still looks like he is thinking about me, this kind of curiosity will be even stronger..."

"What did you do to me?" The man whose expression gradually became gloomy heard this, and finally his face changed drastically, and he shouted loudly.

"It's not you, although I'm the most curious about you now." Felix said softly, the man took a breath, looked around, his companions seemed to be in some kind of strange illusion, two of them were still fighting Snoring, but he hadn't noticed it before.

The man stumbled back, the movement was so great that he even knocked over the chair, he hurriedly pulled out his wand from his robe, pointed at Felix, the tip of the wand trembled slightly.

He said a lot today, most of which are true, especially the part about the strength of Grindelwald and Dumbledore, so he can underestimate Hepu's intelligence, but he will not underestimate his fighting ability .

Felix crossed his hands on the table, looking at the man with interest, without any intention of doing anything.

There was the sound of pushing and pulling the table around, and from the corners of their eyes, they saw more than a dozen magic wands being pulled out from various positions on the body of the wizard with a dull expression in the corner, chest, waist, side, sleeves, these people coincidentally Wand raised, ready to cast a spell at any moment.

DeWitt lost his composure, and the expression on his face was extremely ugly.

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