A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 655: Aftermath and invitation

Under the quiet night, Felix walked briskly, followed by a bunch of crooked wizards. Their jaws moved back and forth, as if stepping on some weird rhythm.

A group of people turned into an alley, the shops on both sides were closed, only the dirty windows of the Pig's Head Bar were still lit with dim lights, the door opened, and Ah Bu with a bunch of gray hair and beard Foss came out to take out the trash, and couldn't help opening his mouth in surprise when he saw this scene.

"Good evening." Felix greeted calmly, and continued to walk forward without stopping to chat.

Aberforth stared at the wizards with stiff bodies and their heads hanging on their chests passing by, and he shouted angrily at Felix's back, "The avatar of death is starting to work again? See It’s not a small harvest..." He empathized and said, "Which guest is unlucky this time, Paddifu? The three brooms?"

His words brought back memories for Felix.

When the Elder Wand was spreading, Felix also appeared at night like today, picking out pests one by one like inspecting old farmers in his own fields. Its unique bar culture, which allows guests to hide their heads and show their tails, is also well received by ghosts and wizards, so the Pig's Head Bar has become the hardest hit area for Felix's hunting.

Felix turned his head, showed a bright smile to Aberforth, and continued to walk away.

Aberforth frowned and cursed twice in a low voice. After the garbage was not taken out, he turned and went back to the house, and slammed the door hard with a "bang". "What's the matter?" one of the guests inside asked drunkenly, "I seem to hear someone talking about death.

"Shut up!" Aberforth yelled, his hair standing on end, "If you can't pay for the drink again, I'll tie you to the signboard at the door, you despicable thief.

The warlock with messy **** hair raised his head from his wine glass, opened his bloodshot eyes, and said in a daze, "Aberforth?" Is it money? I have..."

He found a few Galleons from his dirty pocket and threw them on the table.

"Where did you get the money?" Aberforth was astonished.

"Well... I recently got close to a big man, and another... That's the Minister of Magic, the Minister of Magic, do you understand?" "Hissing" inhalation, "Wow! Man, this wine is really strong."

If Felix had just come in and sat for a while, he would have recognized the identity of this man at a glance—he is a friend of all thieves and smugglers in the UK, and Mundungus, a member of the Order of the Phoenix.

Felix had introduced him to Amelia Bones along with Rita Skeeter, so it wasn't hard to guess who Mundungus was talking about.

Felix stood in the thick night, watching a dozen wizards descending from the sky calmly.

The wizards were all Aurors, and their wands glowed, illuminating their watchful faces. A woman strode out from the crowd and came to Felix.

It's Amelia Bones.

Felix handed these people over to the Aurors, and walked aside with Ms. Burns, talking quietly.

"It is recommended that you be locked up alone, at least one by one," Felix calculated, "four months.

Ms. Burns raised her eyebrows.

"Are you interfering with justice?

"Oh, come on, I'm your advisor. You'll know the seriousness of the matter after you interrogate the leader. He's really a smart guy. I read the plan. It's really possible when the information is opaque. Let him succeed." Felix briefly checked the details of these people, and Burns was dumbfounded.

In a nutshell, Mr. DeWitt, whose alias is "Noel", is going to move around, gain Grindelwald's trust, use rhetoric to defraud Grindelwald of the right to do things for Grindelwald, and then use a series of meticulous plans and means to receive him. The old man's political legacy.

The key steps of the plan happened to be the recent riots in the United States and Grindelwald's teaching at Hogwarts campus. DeWitt didn't intend to keep it a secret like him, but used Grindelwald as a banner to recruit people. At the same time, use the spies lurking in the International Federation of Wizards to create conflicts, and when the time is right, it will be detonated in one fell swoop.

At that time

The old man Grindelwald was naturally described as an ambitious man trying to make a comeback, and he was imprisoned immediately. DeWitt can use the banner of Grindelwald's successor and justifiably become the number two figure of the Saints.

Not to mention, this incident will inevitably be accompanied by a sharp drop in Dumbledore's reputation, and Felix himself will also be dragged into the water.

"The planning was pretty good, but it's a pity that I didn't practice Occlumency well." Felix sighed, "And he doesn't know me well enough. I'm not as aboveboard as Dumbledore."

Ms. Burns rolled her eyes angrily, "You are surprisingly frank. But are you all true?" she asked.

"You also find it unbelievable, don't you? But there is no shortage of sandy careerists in this world, let alone highly gambling careerists," Felix said, "so when I confirmed that he was an enemy, I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, because frankly, if those suspicions and malice are later proved to be just personal grievances—you know, such as company competition or something,” he shrugged, “I will also feel troubled, of course, now They are your trouble."

Ms. Burns gave him a blank look.

She stroked her hair, and said after a while, "Just in time, I plan to meet with the new chairman of the Federation, Babajid, that spy is Wollaston, an assistant under the Federation, right? I will set off with these people and leave immediately."

She walked over and directed the Aurors a dozen steps away to imprison these people one by one with magic. Among the three Aurors in charge of guarding, a female Auror with pink hair was particularly conspicuous in the dark night.

Felix paces past.

"Tonks.

Tonks looked around vigilantly, and after a few seconds whispered, "What's the matter? How are you and Remus doing?"

Felix asked quietly. Tonks's shoulders slumped, and she looked dispirited, and she said weakly, "Oh, that's it.

"Last Lupine's birthday—"

Tonks turned his head abruptly, looking Felix up and down, and now it was Felix's turn to be surprised.

"Do you have time that day?" she asked impatiently.

"uh—"

"We'd like to invite you to Remus' birthday dinner, what do you think?" she asked expectantly.

"It is possible, but one—"

"That's it!" She said decisively, and then said "please" in her eyes, "may I do it?

Felix cleared his throat and whispered, "It seems that something happened that I don't know about.

Tonks sighed morosely.

"I'll keep you simple, we're going to my parents for my birthday.

Felix blinked, and immediately had the idea of ​​retreating, "Well, I thought about it carefully, there may be something to do that day, it happened to be Monday...or another day

He was taken aback.

Tonks made his face haggard, his hair was gray, and there were several wrinkles on his forehead. This is the talent of Metamorphmagus, who can change his appearance by nature.

"I'm so worried, you won't bear to watch Remus being interrogated by himself, if you're here, someone will help you if there's a quarrel." Wizard, "You can easily subdue more than a dozen dark wizards, not just three.

Felix stared at Tonks, wondering how pessimistic she was about the family dinner that was coming soon, to have such a terrible idea.

Finally, when everything was ready, Ms. Burns took out two portkeys, and the group of people divided into two groups, each forming a slightly funny pose in a circle, holding the unconscious prisoner with one hand , the other hand touched the portkey, and after the dazzling blue light passed, the group disappeared into the darkness.

"Don't forget—one" Tonks' scream came to an abrupt end.

Felix stayed put, pondering his role in the upcoming awkward dinner, he would rather deal with a dozen more dark wizards,

I don't want to be the comedian who enlivens the atmosphere, or the terrorist who brings down the Tonks family.

He quickly had an idea.

"Sirius? Don't rush to hang up recently, I have business with you... yes, it's related to your best friend, well, Tonks wants to be more lively..."

When Felix put away the sound transmission mirror, his footsteps became brisk, and he was even in the mood to think about what tone he would use tomorrow morning to inadvertently confide what happened tonight. People's eyes have become objects that can be used and fooled, and he can't wait to see Grindelwald's reaction.

"I'm just curious," Grindelwald said slowly, "Why did he come to you."

"Have you thought of any sharp counterattack angles?" Felix asked.

Dumbledore had just finished listening to Felix's words with a serious face, and now his expression returned to normal, and he spread cream and jam on his slice of bread as if nothing had happened.

"I disappeared for half a century, and it's normal to be looked down upon by some young people," Grindelwald said slowly, "but Felix Hepp, this name has become famous in recent years, what is it? People think that you are the breakthrough point of the conspiracy?"

What he meant in his words was that Felix should reflect on himself and what impression he left on the public.

"About this point," Dumbledore said with a sudden smile, "The most impressive thing about Felix has always been his identity as an attacker. Even if he made a few shots in public, it was to promote his knowledge. He He has never been publicly involved in any political activities. Perhaps in the view of Mr. DeWitt, a young man of only 25 years old can achieve such great achievements, which means that he puts all his time and energy into It is on the study of magic.

Grindelwald sneered, "The person sitting next to me is still a very simple-minded person."

Felix thought about it.

"It does sound much better than the titles of Black Wizard and Dark Lord. How come more and more people who write to me are using honorifics, especially during the holidays this month? , greeting cards and chocolates could fill a bedroom. Albus, you must have had the same experience?"

Grindelwald's expression froze, he paused, looked at Felix, then at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore's wrinkled face flushed slightly, he coughed a few times uncomfortably, "Felix, Minerva asked me to tell you that three students have already felt the power of Animagus. Throbbing. In the short term, this number is difficult to change.

"Okay, I understand." Felix thought for a while, "Then let's do it tonight. In fact, I think that in a week or two, there may be new births.

"Why so?" Dumbledore asked curiously.

You must know that it is not easy to feel the deformed form of Animagus. It is normal for many people to delay this for months or years. You must recite the mantra once a day in the morning and evening, and it will never change. This process is actually a test of one's perseverance and character, much more difficult than stuffing a mandrake leaf in one's mouth.

"Because of the existence of the Patronus spell." Felix "Currently three people--Hermione Granger, Hannah Abbott, and Draco Malfoy, they have one characteristic in common, that is, they have mastered the Patronus spell." Curse."

"The first two are themselves members of the frontline lookout station. Harry spent a lot of time teaching this magic in the club. As for Draco,

Although he is not a member of the club, he also secretly mastered this magic, maybe he wants to compete with Harry..."

Felix thinks this kid is a bit stupid, because even if he knows it, he can't use it. At that time, his father Lucius was still working under Voldemort~IndoMTL.com~ But... stupid people have stupid blessings.

"In short, this trend is quite obvious. The two seventh-grade students of the Transfiguration Club have not received any feedback so far, which can just prove this point. When Minerva and I discussed this matter, we thought The Patronus Charm can unearth the spiritual power of a wizard, and this just meets the requirements of the second stage of Animagus' practice.”

Dumbledore thought for a while, then nodded.

"This conjecture is very reasonable. Some magic will have an effect on other magic. It may be a buff effect, or it may be a reverse effect." His pupils dilated slightly, and he said with a smile, "This is also a huge research. The subject.

He gave Felix a thoughtful look.

"Perhaps only by relying on such a huge group of students as Hogwarts can we promote the continuous progress of magic. No wonder those from the Ministry of Magic have not achieved any results after decades of research..."

At nine o'clock in the evening, the wind was strong and the rain was pouring...