A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 677: Fraud

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At this moment, a big hole was broken in the cell wall of Nurmengard Castle.

Moonlight shone in, but it was far less bright than the faint blue light in the house.

Grindelwald stared at the firebird outside the castle.

This is a very strange bird. Its body is silvery white, as bright as moonlight, and looks like a patron saint. But its delicate head, slender neck feathers, back and wings are covered with deep blue flames, and the flames are constantly jumping. Its eyes are exactly the same as Grindelwald's.

"Go ahead and bring back my wand, we still have a lot to do after that," he said calmly.

The firebird flew across the dark night and flew into the distance. Grindelwald took a few steps outside, and the outside air blew in. He is close to the black wall,

Stand on the edge of the tower at Nurmengard Keep.

In the far distance where the sky meets the ground, there is a transition from pure black to dark blue.

Grindelwald looked down at his left hand.

The spell in his body is extremely stubborn, and it cannot be resolved in a short time, otherwise he would not be trapped here for decades. Previously, he had burned most of the spells in his body with blue flames, but there were still a small part remaining, which was difficult to eradicate. Grindelwald could clearly feel that they were all over his body, bit by bit devouring the magical power he had finally recovered and controlled freely, and if he didn't do anything, they would grow stronger again in a short time.

The sky is getting brighter. He must make a decision as soon as possible.

Grindelwald glanced back at the corner of the cell, there was nothing to hesitate, and now was the best opportunity. Dumbledore, or someone else, should have been there to stop him when he tried to break free, but there was no one.

Oh, he just destroyed the wall by the way. The magic on the wall has nothing to do with Dumbledore, but maybe the International Federation of Wizards can get news.

The magic power in his body converged to his left hand, and his body became empty, and then those tiny charms seemed to be attracted, pouring into his left hand one after another, gathering and merging continuously along the way, and becoming complete, but Green DeVoe let it happen.

Finally, the remaining fragments of the spell were kneaded together, and they seemed to be alive, chasing and devouring the magic power that devoured his left hand flexibly and greedily. . At this moment, Grindelwald seemed to feel something

—Through the spell—he vaguely saw a vague shadow.

The man seemed to be aware of it, raised his head, his face was blurred, but his pair of light blue eyes were impressive.

Grindelwald's heart sank, his last hope was lost, he evoked a cruel smile.

"Pont!"

The violent black fire burned violently and crackled, burning his flesh and blood and destroying the last spell completely. After doing all this, he was already sweating profusely and trembling all over.

But it's all worth it. A new power appeared, a brand new magic power that was not polluted by spells was born from the depths of his soul, and it perfectly merged with the body that was almost exhausted at the moment.

He was born again.

Hogwarts.

Felix glanced out the window and blinked puzzledly. He seemed to see old man Grindelwald just now. Is it an illusion? Or is it a new ability brought by the spell? But he was still very close to being able to fully control the spell... His heart sank, could something go wrong?

Half an hour later, Felix appeared in Fort Nurmengard.

It was his first time here, and he was not used to the damp air and the smell of rotting straw. In addition, there was a burning smell in the air. He carefully inspected the large hole in the wall, where there was an extra line of black writing: All for the greater good.

He had a headache. After a while, a dozen figures fell from the sky outside the castle. Felix retreated and hid in the darkness. He didn't want to meet these enforcers yet. After leaving Nurmengard Castle, he went around several nearby towns, but the spell on his arm did not respond at all.

Felix stared at his arm in a daze, wouldn't this thing be useless?

He just got it.

When Felix returned to school, it was completely dawn, and the school was no different from usual, some early risers were eating at the dining table. He found Professor McGonagall, who knew that she was even more excited when she saw him, and dragged him to the faculty lounge without saying a word.

"Aginbad received a letter from an owl this morning, and then his face changed drastically. He left in a hurry without even eating breakfast." She said first.

Felix asked thoughtfully, "Did he say why?"

"No. But his expression is panicked, it must be something very important." Professor McGonagall guessed.

"Alas, Grindelwald escaped last night."

Professor McGonagall's eyes widened, she looked very excited.

"Felix...you mean, it's Gellert Grindelwald?" Her voice trembled, and Felix suddenly realized that she had also experienced Grindelwald's most active years. influence is very clear. Felix told the general story, including the information that Grindelwald disguised his identity to teach at the school.

Professor McGonagall sucked in his breath the whole time, clutching the clothes on his chest tightly, his body crumbling.

"I didn't expect it at all! He turned out to be Professor Bagshot, obviously." She paused, her eyes flashed with memories, as if she had found evidence from her past interactions with Grindelwald, such as his superb knowledge of magic and a hostile attitude towards Muggles.

Professor McGonagall tried to calm down, "Albus—why did you do that?"

"I think it's because of a prophecy." Felix said softly, and he stretched out his hand to show her the picture of the anti-wizard parade, "A year ago, Grindelwald came from Nurmengard Fort escaped and came to England. He got his exclusive magic wand from the Future World Company in Diagon Alley

—The qualification review at that time was not as strict as it is now—afterwards, maybe he saw the recruitment information in the newspaper, so he asked for a year of teaching at the school in exchange for the picture you see now. "

"...the current president of the International Federation of Wizards, that is, Abakinde, also knows about this. They sent someone to check Grindelwald's physical condition during the summer vacation last year, and determined that he was still bound by magic, and the magic power was affected. Pollution, the strength is not as good as before, and finally they agreed to this approach."

The actual situation is of course more complicated.

Felix still doesn't know whether Dumbledore's reason prevailed or emotion prevailed when Dumbledore agreed to this condition, but in short, there is a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in the school.

According to Felix's judgment, Dumbledore may have been under a lot of pressure-presumably the people of the International Federation of Wizards will not mind coaxing Grindelwald to find out what information he knows before kicking him back to the cold Damp, dark prison, of course Grindelwald is well aware of this,

So he found Dumbledore as a guarantee.

"Did something go wrong with the transfer process last night?" Professor McGonagall asked sharply.

"That's right, Dumbledore has a way to monitor Grindelwald's status, which is probably similar to a double-sided mirror." Felix briefly explained the principle of the same source of imprisonment magic and surveillance keys, "I Guess he may not have thought of transferring the spell to other people when he improved this magic, so there was a loophole. Of course, it is difficult to say clearly. If Dumbledore had not held the key in his hand, Grindelwald might have been imprisoned Prison break in the first few years"

The process of transferring the secret key of the spell just cut off the connection with Grindelwald, but it will not invalidate the imprisonment magic, so Felix's words are very credible.

"Okay, I basically understand." Professor McGonagall slowly accepted this reality. She was once glad that the school was safe this year,

Unexpectedly, there was a storm in the dark, and she worked with the dark wizard Grindelwald for a year without knowing it, and she even made a lot of small reports to Dumbledore...

"So no one knows where Grindelwald is now?"

"I didn't find him in Fort Nurmengard, but," Felix hesitated for a moment, remembering the writing on the wall, shaking his head and said,

"He won't be content with hiding. I'm concerned about another issue—"

"What's the problem?" Professor McGonagall rubbed his forehead and asked in pain.

Felix smashed two boxes of letters on her desk, "We should put these letters in different categories. To be honest, there are a lot of them, and there are only two of us, so we can't ask for help."

"Why do you need a helper?" Professor McGonagall gave him a sideways glance, put on the frame glasses, and seemed to be ready to complete the work assigned by the former headmaster before officially becoming the headmaster.

Felix felt a little uneasy.

He wasn't sure if these letters would come in handy, because Grindelwald probably guessed Dumbledore's death. The question is, will he debunk the illusion that Dumbledore is still alive? This question has been circling in his mind since he came out of Nurmengard Castle, and he did one thing for it

——Nearly one-fifth of the letters in the box were addressed to Grindelwald, and Felix kept these letters.

Then until noon, they were busy with this matter.

Grindelwald can't find anyone now, and I don't know where he is hiding. It may be to nourish his body. Felix has seen how weak Dumbledore's body is after transferring the spell. Of course, Grindelwald cannot be intact , Even if he still has a few percent of his strength left at the moment, he wants to say hello.

If it were me, Felix would definitely find a picturesque place to secretly cultivate his body. After a few years, he believes that his strength will become more mature, and time is on his side.

"Oh, by the way, Voldemort died last night. He had survived with some kind of extremely evil black magic before, so he could only be imprisoned in secret. But all this came to an end last night, and he was completely , died forever and ever.”

Between work, Felix calmly announced another big news.

In the school hospital, Felix said the same thing to Harry.

After learning that Dumbledore's body was properly placed, Harry still felt panicked. When he thought of Principal Dumbledore lying alone in the coffin, and even death itself became a secret, not known to outsiders, he thought Heart like a knife.

"He deserves a grand funeral, not buried somewhere in obscurity." Harry said, staring at the white sheet of the hospital bed, where there was a stain. He thought of Regulus Black, and now everyone knew that Regulus had stood alone against the darkness, but how long would it be before anyone knew of the sacrifice Dumbledore had made?

"What's happening now is what Dumbledore wants to see." Felix said, lowering his eyes.

After a while, they talked about other issues.

"Professor Hype—you mean, Grindelwald regained consciousness during the transfer? How did he do it?" Harry asked in surprise.

"I will remember to ask him this question next time I see him." Felix dragged his chin and said rather puzzled, staring at Varen putting together a pile of candy into a smiling face. Harry stared listlessly at the pattern, and he had a flash of inspiration, thinking of Neville's looking glass.

Although he and Hermione couldn't find the problem, maybe the professor could find something suspicious?

He told the professor about his conjecture, but the professor's reaction was mediocre.

"The looking glass is broken. There is no doubt about it. Only a few of the dozen or so rune circuits are correct. Can't..." Felix said, his voice slowing down.

"Professor? Did you think of something?" Harry asked breathlessly.

"If this is the case, then this idea is too ingenious." Felix murmured, his eyes brightened, and he thought of a possibility—in fact, there is a better way, but it is not as fair as this— One takes advantage of people's psychological blind spots.

The looking glass in Neville's hand may have played a role.

It is not to remind Neville that the hair that belongs to Grindelwald that was put into the looking glass is the key. This hair, together with those incomplete rune circuits, constitute the positioning of another looking glass part.

Felix himself has introduced seven different kinds of looking glasses in class, one of which will send out an early warning when the looking glass gets closer to the owner of the hair. This kind of looking glass is generally only used as a prank toy, but it can also come in handy sometimes.

For example, when Sirius was still a fugitive, in order to prevent him from approaching the castle, Felix made three looking glasses with his hair hidden.

Maybe Grindelwald's approach is just the opposite. When the two sight glasses move away and exceed a certain distance, one of them will issue an early warning. Felix quickly simulated it in his mind, and felt that he could do it.

Thinking deeper, the warning is not necessarily a sound, it may be a vibration or some kind of strong stimulus. So when Grindelwald was forced to leave Neville

(In fact, it is also far away from Hogwarts Castle) After a certain distance, the looking glass will automatically start to turn far away.

The above is just a momentary guess by Felix. He is not sure how far Grindelwald understands the ancient rune. Grindelwald has never shown his accomplishments in the field of ancient rune, but he has read the ancient rune magazine, and occasionally took the opportunity to chat with Felix about the above content, but none of them involved magic skills.

If Grindelwald has had the idea since then, he's got a pretty scary mind.

Of course, Grindelwald can also use another student's hair to make a looking glass, which may be more concealed, but Dumbledore or Felix are not allowed to think of this and conduct targeted inspections.

With limited information, Grindelwald chose the most conservative plan, which he believed to be the safest.

As it turned out, he succeeded. Felix inspected his office, his belongings, the magic that might be attached to his skin, but ignored the possibility that he had swallowed a looking glass. And the truth that even Felix doesn't know is: his stun spell is indeed powerful enough. It is still unknown if the looking glass alone can wake up the comatose Grindelwald, at least it must be later than his own expected awakening time ,

But the stinging curses of the law enforcement team of the International Federation of Wizards have weakened the effectiveness of the stun spell...

Under the combined effect of these reasons, Grindelwald almost woke up as soon as he got in the carriage. But he was still bound by the spell of the members of the law enforcement team, and he couldn't move at all. Except for the looking glass in his stomach, which would pulsate every once in a while, when Dumbledore and Felix transferred the key of the spell, he couldn't move at all. Feel.

"Professor? Professor Haipu?"

"Oh, I thought of one thing, I'm not sure yet—is there any problem?" Felix came back to his senses and asked.

"Well, I also want to ask: why didn't Professor Dumbledore transfer the spell earlier, or postpone solving my troubles?" Harry asked, "so that Grindelwald might not run away."

"He didn't tell me directly, so I can only rely on guesswork." Felix said softly: "I speculate that Dumbledore had difficulty using magic in the last period of his life, and the influence of the transfer spell on him Great—you know magic can flow between a wizard's body and soul, right?"

Harry shook his head blankly, having never heard of it. He wanted to remind the professor that he was not Hermione.

"Then you know now," Felix said lightly, "Dumbledore used the resurrection stone as a medium to study the soul extremely deeply, and he can actively integrate most of the magic power into his soul." Dumbledore, whom he saw that night, lit up Hogwarts Castle with his own soul.

"Why did he do that?" Harry asked, swallowing his saliva. He felt that the magic he knew was completely different from what the professor said.

"Maybe it's for an experiment. I suspect that it's not the first time he went to the gap between life and death you mentioned." Felix said calmly: "Don't ask me, I can't produce evidence , but when it comes to solving the problem of soul fragments in your body, Dumbledore and I have almost the same idea, which is to increase the success rate as much as possible, and it is best to be foolproof."

"Success rate?" Harry lowered his head and murmured again.

"That's right." Felix said: "We have imagined some possibilities, such as allowing Voldemort to ingest your blood to revive. Dumbledore thought that doing so would make the protection spell that belongs to Lily flowing on you also appear. On Voldemort, well, the power of the spell may be greatly strengthened at that time, after all, your relationship is similar to that of half-brothers"

"But this kind of thing didn't happen, did it?" Harry felt a layer of goosebumps in his heart, and said quickly: "Voldemort used other people's blood to resurrect.

"Indeed. I think we put too much pressure on him, he can't wait." Felix nodded and said: "But even if this happens, it will bring more uncertainty The connection between you is already extremely close, and if you add the shared protection spell, outsiders will not be able to guess...Harry, Dumbledore hopes that you will live, and use the safest method he can think of."

Felix left Harry dazed and left. He had asked Madam Pomfrey, Harry was fine and could be discharged in the afternoon.

When Felix was leaving the school hospital, he happened to run into a classmate who came to visit Harry. He called Neville aside and asked him to borrow the damaged looking glass, which Neville took with him. "Professor, is there something wrong with it?" Neville asked quietly.

Felix looked at him, shook his head, did not express the guess in his heart, but changed his reason: "People from the International Federation of Wizards need evidence, I will take it first, and if they don't need to return it Here you go.”

In the crowd, Ron and Hermione showed worried expressions. There's really nothing wrong with that looking glass, right? Ron winked at Hermione, walked away from the team, "Oh, Professor Haip, I have a question..."

Felix did not leave school in a hurry, and searched for Grindelwald all over the world. The school year would be over in less than a week, and then he would have his hands free to try to get some clues about Grindelwald's whereabouts from some saints. He is not in a hurry these days, and thinks that Grindelwald will not jump out immediately.

But things backfired.

In the evening, Amelia Bones appeared in a hurry, bringing bad news: Grindelwald had escaped from Nurmengard Castle—a fact that Felix knew, of course, but in her hands. The news in the German newspaper he was holding really surprised him.

A fire bird, suspected to be a patron saint but covered with Grindelwald's iconic blue flame, broke into the Gringotts Bank in Germany, burned through an underground vault before the goblin guards could react, and then swaggered away up.

Felix stared at the picture taken by someone who didn't know: the phoenix-shaped firebird broke free from the magic chain ~IndoMTL.com~ with something in its mouth.

"Is that a magic wand?"

"The owner of the vault below has been identified as a saint, but he died decades ago. When Gringotts and the local Aurors questioned his family, none of them knew the history of the place Existence, which means that there is a secret vault. And that magic wand one by one”

"The first wand that Grindelwald ever used?" Felix asked in a deep voice.

Before Grindelwald got the Elder Wand, he definitely did not cast spells with his bare hands, but after he became famous and when he had a public duel in 1945, he always showed the Elder Wand to others. No one knew about his student wand Where did you go.

"I thought so too," said Ms. Burns sullenly.

Felix's expression became serious, he looked further, and getting the wand was not a big deal, what really caught his attention was that Grindelwald seemed unable to wait for these few days.

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