A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 666: Practice assessment content

As soon as Snape caught the Elder Wand, there was still wonder in his eyes. He could feel the magic power in his body becoming lively and increasing in strength. The Elder Wand seemed to silently urge him to cast some spells.

Resisting the urge in his heart, he walked slowly over and placed the Elder Wand on the desk. The wand rolled a few times on the table and hit the silver base on one side. After trembling for a while, it gradually quieted down.

"Is that all right?" Snape licked his lips, his voice a little hoarse.

"That's enough." Dumbledore nodded and said, "The Elder Wand is the most emotionless, calm and cruel wand. It only considers ability. It follows power. Now I am not only expelled from you Weapons', and no match for you in mana, so you deservedly won the wand."

"But I can't have it," said Snape coldly, his eyes still fixed on the elder wand.

"Severus," Dumbledore sighed, "I would rather never own it. Countless people in history have been obsessed with the powerful power of the Elder Wand, but how many have achieved happiness? One None!"

Snape froze for a moment, looking away.

"Fawkes will take you back," Dumbledore said softly at last.

The phoenix on the perch spread its wings and flew straight towards Snape, its golden claws lightly grabbing his shoulder. Snape turned his head, and there was a brief silence.

"Who do you want that wand to be passed on to in the end, and who will it be used against?"

"That's your business." Dumbledore said calmly: "I hope that one day it will never be used. It is best to become a permanent mystery, which means that there will be no major changes in the wizarding world."

Snape stared and didn't say anything for a long time, Fox on his shoulder made a "click-click" sound with its beak boredly.

"—It also means that you have found something for that kid Snape to do, so that he won't have to look dead all day long." When a person and a bird turned into flames and disappeared in the office, the The portrait of Principal Black said with a sly face, "When are you going to hang yourself on the wall, Dumbledore? I want to visit you - ouch!"

An extremely thick wand appeared in his frame and began prodding him.

"How dare you say that! Irresponsible! Talk!" a witch said aggressively.

Dumbledore smiled and lowered his head slightly to caress the resurrection stone ring amid a burst of "dong dong" and cries of pain. Then he took out a quill and parchment and began to write a letter. The letter was very short. Wait for the ink to dry.

With a soft flare, Fox returns.

"Give the letter to Babajid," Dumbledore said to it cheerfully.

…

The next morning.

"I still can't believe it," whispered Harry at the dinner table, glancing over at the teacher's bench, where some professors were enjoying breakfast, including Professor Bagshot.

Would such a man have started the Wizarding Muggle Wars half a century ago? Harry tried hard to read the traces of youth in Professor Bagshot's wrinkled face, and his eyes fell on the gray hair. Was it brilliant gold before?

"Dumbledore knows about this, Harry, he personally recruited Professor Bagshot into the school, so whether it is that person or not is not as important as the next exam." Hermione persuaded sternly: " We have wasted the whole night discussing yesterday without doing anything, which is a crime.”

Ron, who was originally excited and ready to join the discussion, immediately propped his chin on one arm and turned over the fried eggs on the plate. But Hermione didn't let them go, she said with high spirits: "Be sure to review well on the weekend. Because of Animagus, our progress is two weeks behind normal!"

"Speaking of which, I'm going to fill out a form in Professor McGonagall's office tonight," said Harry despondently.

"Oh, well, it will take about two hours," Hermione said with experience: "Professor McGonagall will teach a series of regulations on behalf of the Ministry of Magic, such as the occasions and places where Animagus is prohibited, A total of 47 items..."

"Stop it, Hermione, I'm going to have a nightmare," Ron muttered. He suddenly looked at the long dining table opposite, "Hey, I don't know when they became so close."

Harry looked up to see Neville and Hannah with their heads together, eating and talking.

"Hannah lent Neville the transfiguration lesson notes, and maybe helped him make up lessons by the way." Hermione said disapprovingly. Neville is not eligible for the Advanced Transfiguration class this semester, but he plans to take the make-up exam this year.

"Neville can let us borrow notes," said Ron immediately.

"Oh, Ron, you fool."

Harry regretted that the conversation had been cut short, and perhaps he could give Ron a hand in making him less direct. After eating, they went to the last ancient runes class of the week. Before leaving the auditorium, Harry cast another glance at the teacher's bench.

Hermione followed his gaze and said sadly.

"Well, if Professor Bagshot is really... that person, how sad Neville will be."

"Yeah, I would be uncomfortable with two black wizard professors in a row," Ron said, "Looking at it this way, Professor Slughorn Apart from being a bit snobbish, there are no other shortcomings."

"What an amazing discovery," said Hermione.

At the dinner table, another exchange of verbal exchanges ended. Felix had just shared his teaching experience with several professors.

"Thank you, Felix." Professor McGonagall held back a few times, but still couldn't hold back, she protested: "I don't think it's a responsible way to let senior students give questions to lower grades .”

"But we have to admit, Minerva," said Slughorn, who seemed to be persuaded, "the lessons for the lower grades are very simple, and the content is nothing new. From the perspective of efficiency..."

Professor McGonagall glared at him immediately, and Slughorn wiped the sweat from his brow.

"Minerva," Felix said unhurriedly, "more than half of the students in the sixth and seventh grades are adults now, we can't just treat them as students, experience some things, take some responsibilities—— "

"At the cost of giving up part of my responsibilities as a professor? I'm surprised." Professor McGonagall said fiercely.

Felix shrugged, turned his head and saw Grindelwald with a mocking expression, he immediately turned his gun, "Professor Bagshot's final exam paper should be finished, I guess? After all, there is only one grade."

As we all know, Grindelwald only teaches grades six and seven, and the N.E.W.Ts exam for grade seven is still in charge of the Ministry of Magic.

"I'm going to hand in the probation report together with the school." Grindelwald said, "What's the word? Keep improving...Professor Bubbaji?"

Caredy Bubbaji raised her head and pointed at herself suspiciously.

"I wrote several papers on Muggle studies, and I'm going to find someone to correct the format. I can't think of a better candidate." Grindelwald said, bowing slightly.

"Oh, yes, I'd be happy to help," said Professor Bubaji enthusiastically.

"Can I have a look?" Dumbledore interrupted suddenly.

"No problem," Grindelwald said lightly: "I have to admit that some of my views were extreme in the past, and there is room for correction...Muggles also have merits. For example, they have recently introduced gun bans. Bill—can you pass me the raspberry jam?" Dumbledore was taken aback for a moment, and immediately handed him the jam plate, "Thank you—" he continued: "I have been paying attention to this information: the new legislation is officially In effect, the Muggle government has collected more than 10,000 guns..."

"I remember it was reported in the newspaper that it was a Muggle wand?" Professor Flitwick asked with great interest.

"Almost, but that thing has only one function, killing." Grindelwald said softly: "During the time I was active, this kind of thing was flooding everywhere, and Muggles didn't give up, desperately researching various more efficient methods." Killing methods, they are very talented in this regard."

"Oh, oh." Professor Flitwick was a little lost, "I don't understand why some people specialize in this."

"The misuse of magic can also cause serious violence," Dumbledore warned.

"But there is more to magic than violence," Grindelwald said calmly, "We use it to grow crops—" He looked at Bubaji, who smiled; "Get rid of complicated labor—" He Nodding to Flitwick again, Flitwick put down his fork politely; "And the pursuit of truth—" His gaze passed over Felix, who looked back curiously; "Of course, there is also love."

His eyes turned around, and finally fell on Dumbledore.

"Love is a great magic. That's your opinion, isn't it, Headmaster Dumbledore?"

"That's right." Dumbledore had a surprised expression on his face.

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"How amazing," Grindelwald said with emotion: "I often imagine recently what kind of scene the communication between wizards and Muggles would be."

Felix put down the knife and fork, looked at Grindelwald intently, wondering what he wanted to say? As a result, Grindelwald's words surprised Felix.

"...Intimacy, learning from each other, wizards don't have to be afraid, Muggles can also benefit from magic... But I think, communication is not achieved overnight, and it is not full of goodwill at the beginning, and twists and turns will inevitably occur. Take the initiative to meet the future... In this process, the old methods will no longer work - that Voldemort's approach is very unpopular - only to unite all feasible forces to ensure that internal chaos does not occur."

Several professors were impressed by this insight.

They have more or less heard of Professor Bagshot's hostility towards Muggles, but judging from his speech today, Professor Bagshot seems to have perfected his thinking. Professor McGonagall even offered to hand him a small plate of pastries.

"You can try this, Professor Bagshot," she said politely.

"Thank you." Grindelwald said politely: "These are the thoughts I had during the teaching process, and those slightly immature thoughts also promoted my transformation..."

A few minutes later, the professors left to teach the students.

Felix tried to complete the unfinished meaning of Grindelwald's words-this is necessary, because Grindelwald's words were addressed to him and Dumbledore, or more precisely, to Dumbledore. Lido carefully prepared.

He mentioned that he used to have extreme views...Of course, otherwise he wouldn't gather saints and fight against the orthodox wizarding world; and then Muggle weapons, does this matter? Maybe it's just an introduction to the next topic, paving the way for the real focus:

The exposure of the magic world is inevitable, and the only way to unite all forces that can be united.

And the saints... are an important force.

When pushing open the door of the ancient rune classroom, Felix roughly sketched an outline in his heart:

As the school year draws to a close, Grindelwald's brief exile is coming to an end. If he does not want to continue to return to the cold Fort Nurmengard to serve his sentence, he must save himself. Even though Grindelwald has been stable for more than half a year, he is very clear about his situation.

The past half a year or so was enough for him to see the changes in Dumbledore over the past half century.

He also finally showed his weight today in late April. He is willing to accept the conditions offered by Dumbledore and become an important force to stabilize the wizarding world.

The question is, what would Dumbledore do?

Below the podium, the students whispered.

"Professor Haipu is distracted again?"

"Ahem, keep your voice down, so you don't get overheard."

"Do you think the professor knows the truth?" Harry asked quietly. "I know for sure." Ron said firmly, "Maybe he's thinking about it now, but unfortunately I don't know Legilimency... What do you think, Hermione?"

"Maybe the professor is thinking about how to fly to the moon." Hermione said with a soft snort.

"Ha, you're getting humorous."

Felix clears his throat and the students quiet down.

"I suddenly thought of the practical exam questions for this year's final exam, do you want to listen to it?"

The students stared at him, somewhat bewildered.

Hermione held her forehead.

"Professor McGonagall will not be happy if he hears it."

"Who cares!" Ron said happily, with a big smile on his face, and Harry also smiled, which means that he can get good grades in at least two subjects, one is ancient runes, and the other is Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Oh, yes, and Transfiguration, he is also an Animagus now.

He was envious of Hermione's recent progress in Transfiguration. She's always at home when learning techniques that require delicate magical manipulation, and her advanced body transformation is almost the same as Tonks' Disguise Magus, except that she must use a wand to cast spells.

At this moment, the students finally came to their senses, and one of the girls suddenly shouted excitedly: "Professor, I love you so much!"

"Very interesting," Felix said solemnly, "I'll look through the cards I received on February 14th when I get back, and if I don't find your names—" He clicked this with his chin A few bold students, "I will find an opportunity to detain you."

"Let's get back to the topic," he said, taking out a black wizard chess piece from his pocket, "I don't mind resisting the pressure of the Ministry of Magic's Wizarding Examinations Authority and giving more than half of the students ' Excellent' evaluation, as for the excellent standard is very simple:”

"Take the exam date as a node, and improve my level to a certain level that I am satisfied with before then."

"The questions are naturally more difficult, this is the price of knowing the content of the test in advance."

But the students stared at the knight piece in his hand, intentionally or unintentionally ignoring Felix's words, thinking to them: This is simply too good a deal.

Felix spread out his palm, and the chess piece burst into flames, and a swift with golden-red flames appeared. The students watched in amazement as it circled overhead, and a moment later the Swift was back in the professor's hands, transformed into a wizard's chess piece again.

"It's so cool." Ron's eyes lit up with excitement, and he couldn't help moaning in a low voice, "I'm willing to exchange a hundred gold Galleons, as long as I can get such a set of wizard chess. No , I can give out two hundred pieces!"

Harry and Hermione grinned, the professor's demonstration was a favorite of Ron's.

Felix continued with his class.

"It doesn't need to be to my level, but the idea is the same. Use ancient runes to piece together a completely closed structure, and at the same time show a certain amount of magical ability—let's review the fourteenth magic Grammatical rules."

Several students raised their hands.

"Miss Greenglass...very good, five points for Slytherin."

"Ancient magic is a combination of magical characters with a special order and special magical functions, that is, the rune sequence; this means that there are still a large number of character combinations that have no practical meaning in the world, and they cannot be used. It is called rune sequence, and it has nothing to do with ancient magic."

"For example, what you saw in the practical class..."

Dense runes as thin as stitches immediately appeared in front of Harry's eyes.

"Think about it, build the rune symbols like building blocks, it can be some kind of strange creature, a golden trophy, or a beautiful house, of course it can also be this little one in my hand Chess pieces... I ask you to skillfully integrate the rune circuit into it during this process."

"For example, Luna Lovegood, a fifth-grade classmate, once pieced together a rune goblet of fire that has a similar effect ~IndoMTL.com~ It can release a blue flame, which has no lethality. But it's funny, isn't it? You can think of that as the 'excellent' threshold."

Hermione raised her hand.

Felix nodded at her.

"Miss Granger?"

"Huh—professor? Is this chess piece in your hand also integrated into the rune circuit?" Hermione asked. She was too familiar with the golden flame on Swift, which was the first ancient magic she mastered. .

"More than that," Felix said with a smile: "The structure of this chess piece is actually very complicated. There are not only rune sequences, but also rune circuits, as well as meaningless magic characters filling the positions. An individual with a complete structure finally forms what you see." His last sentence was said to the whole class.

Actually, Felix also omitted the effect of memory magic, but the effect was not significant.

"...I don't ask you to integrate ancient magic into it, it's too difficult, but since Granger mentioned this, I'll just say by the way, if someone does it, there will be extra points."