A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 699: On track

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A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Last Saturday in July.

In a spacious courtyard inside the parliament building, the prime minister and several ministers stood in the corridor from a distance, silently watching a short, thin man hanging in mid-air. The man held a long-handled small hammer in his hand, and everyone's eyes were focused on the jet-black hammer head, watching the small hammer approach the crystal bottle little by little.

For several days, scientists have used various methods to study the internal structure without destroying the bottle, and finally found that it is most reliable to observe with the naked eye, because the more sophisticated the measuring instrument, the easier it is to appear obvious. deviation.

Today was the deadline to release the landscape in a bottle, and the staff responsible for the daily maintenance of the building's interior bravely took on the task of breaking the bottle.

A drop of sweat rolled down his cheek and into his neck. The short man stared straight at the ground, estimating the distance in his heart. "Stop!" He shouted suddenly, the rope on his body stopped suddenly, his body shook slightly, but the man only had the crystal bottle in his eyes.

The man swallowed, and quietly encouraged himself. The bottom of the crystal bottle is inlaid with a special metal base for fixing, so that it will not be blown down by the wind, and there will be no accidents. The only thing he does is to break the outer wall of the crystal bottle as he rehearsed.

The metal hammer head fell, and there was a clear and crisp sound of breaking, and the courtyard was silent.

"Pull me away!" The man shouted, he was the closest, and he could see the most clearly at this moment - if you don't count the large and small cameras around

—In his line of sight, the crystal bottle was first covered with fine lines like spider webs, and then white light began to bloom on each fine line.

The workers at the edge of the courtyard reacted and quickly tightened the rope. The short man was dragged back by the rope, but the man's eyes were fixed on the center of the field. Palm-sized, like a garden with life, the garden began to stretch its body. First, the soft and tender green grass expanded outward like the tide, faster than his retreating speed. The green seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye. Over his vacated ankles, his feet were already on the soft grass when he landed.

Saplings rise from the ground, from far to near, time seems to have lost its meaning, it only took a dozen seconds to become lush, and a branch hangs down,

The man grabbed a leaf in a daze and stuffed it into his mouth indiscriminately. The fresh sap and bitterness kept hitting his taste buds, and his eyes widened.

After half a minute, everything returned to silence.

The prime minister and ministers approached, and a few workers walked over boldly. No one stopped them. Everyone looked at the golden fountain in front of them obsessively. The gurgling sound seemed to pour into their ears. There are several ice sculptures standing in the center, or crystal sculptures? They are not sure,

But when you get close, you can feel a touch of coolness, and even your breath seems to become moist. A few birds fly into the blue sky.

Everyone was silent and stared at the courtyard for a while, and finally the Prime Minister said: "Let's hold a press conference."

Early the next morning, Ms. Burns walked into the parliament building with more than a dozen representatives of the magic world. As expected, the team included several humanoid magic races. The guards at the door tried their best not to show up. Surprised expressions, as if half-human tall goblins and four-legged centaurs are normal, and it's not worth making a fuss at all. Felix watched them go in, and the door slowly closed. At the same time, a dozen or so Muggles hiding in the surrounding area suddenly remembered something urgent. They hurried home with banners, shotguns and other gadgets without causing any disturbance.

A quarter of an hour later, Felix passed through the iron gate, stopped at the magic fountain for a while, and then walked along the corridor to the left. A flag was flying high on the top of the Victoria Tower. He walked up the stone steps, here Important documents of the council were stored, and he heard bursts of voices as he walked.

"Welcome the joint representative of the British branch of the Pan-Magical Union and the Ministry of Magic-Ms. Amelia Burns to attend the meeting..."

Felix smiled. The Pan-Magical Alliance ranks first, and the British branch is even more meaningful. Although there is only one branch at present, and there is no shadow of the general meeting, this is not important. What is important is that wizards have reasons to remain relatively independent and free from criticism. The rule of the magical regime.

There is more than one species, so why should we obey the orders of the Muggle government? The arrogance and difficulty of the goblin a few days ago came in handy again, but this time it was from the standpoint of a wizard.

Why so much trouble? Why is it necessary to promote the integration of wizards and non-wizards while keeping wizards relatively independent?

There are too many reasons. The fact that the wizard will not tolerate a strong government on his head is worth a lot of effort. It is better to spend a lot of time on the sidelines than to spend months in negotiations. For wizards, even the loosest Muggle regime has a higher binding force on the people than wizard society. Felix had seen part of the ideas of Umbridge, a former senior official in the Ministry of Magic, and wondered if she had found inspiration from the non-magic world. The result she pursued was surprisingly similar to the outside world.

In other words, for wizards with a simple social structure, the Muggle governments outside are all comparable to Umbridge.

The difference in understanding and requirements for rulers between wizards and non-wizards is unimaginably large, and problems will inevitably arise if they are forcibly squeezed together. Now less than a month into the immediate situation, has been very smooth. But it seemed to be going smoothly, but Felix took the initiative to avoid most of the options with pitfalls.

Most hidden dangers start from the smallest. Felix discovered it in advance, made the arrangement early, reached out and pushed when he met the right person who was willing to solve the problem, and the rest was to observe quietly. It's not about Felix alone, it's about the crisis of the entire magic world.

Did Dumbledore publicly do anything during the First Wizarding War? No, he's staying at school. But out of the public eye, he secretly established the Order of the Phoenix, secretly resisting Voldemort to prevent him from rushing into the Ministry of Magic and killing people.

Like Felix just stopped a shock peace talks incident, he will not spread it around, he has more important things to do.

As time passed, Felix came out of a stone room with a thoughtful expression on his face.

The Prime Minister held a press conference yesterday afternoon. He mentioned two important pieces of information at the press conference. One is to announce the negotiation time to the public, and the other is to respond to rumors that wizards discovered ancient ruins on the moon. The news is confirmed.

The latter was also rumored during this time.

Wizards landing on the moon is very miraculous in the eyes of people who do not know magic, as if they are in a myth; it is also unbelievable to ordinary wizards. When the news was announced, representatives from various countries guarding the Ministry of Magic inquired about the matter It was true or false, but Ms. Burns prevaricated it until Felix successfully returned from the moon, and the news was not sent back to the Ministry of Magic of various countries through observers.

It was the British magical newspapers that were first affected. Reporters talked about it with such awe that even Rita Skeeter took half a day off to publish an impassioned article in the Daily Prophet. article, which made Felix feel weird, but Ms. Burns was very happy. "The people's confidence has greatly increased, and they firmly believe that they can tide over the difficulties."

Felix smacked his lips and didn't say anything, but when he turned his head, he gave full play to the true qualities of outstanding Slytherin graduates, and summoned the pure-blood family members who nominally joined him. Felix had almost forgotten them.

In the early days of the war, these guys were in a panic. No one knew how far the liquidation would go. Amelia Bones' attitude seemed to intend to uproot some stubborn pure-blood families. At this time, Lucius, who was unwilling to become a fringe family, and Selwyn who escaped punishment by betraying his fellow Death Eaters (there are rumors that he is now called 'Despicable Selwyn') recruited a group of losers. The pure-blooded family took the initiative to find Felix to offer their loyalty, and Felix made a promise not to implicate the innocent, not to offend his family, and stabilized the turbulent situation.

Now is the time to use them.

In Malfoy Manor, Felix received these people. The scene at that time was quite embarrassing, because Snape was also brought by him. In the living room where the Death Eaters meeting was once held, Felix sat on the chair that Voldemort had sat in. The surrounding light was dim, and the fireplace was blazing. It's like Voldemort is back. Some of the people who came later were in a daze when they came in suddenly, and almost blurted out greetings to the Dark Lord.

Snape sat next to Felix's right, making it easier to communicate through the thinking hut, which resulted in some ghostly eye contact. So Felix knew Snape's status as a Death Eater, and he couldn't help thinking that Voldemort must have hated himself for being wrong before he died.

In short, the process of this meeting was not going well. Snape kept looking at him, as if worried that his next sentence would be to issue orders to capture the Ministry of Magic. Fortunately, the results were gratifying, and these pure-blood families showed Knowing the family background, he took out the contract signed with other magic races after a little hesitation.

These contracts can be traced back centuries, and are still in effect today, playing a huge role in persuading non-wizard magic races in the UK to join the Pan-Magical Union.

An interlude occurred during the meeting. A pure-blood wizard tremblingly called him Your Excellency, and asked him about the fact that he had landed on the moon. After receiving an affirmative answer, he immediately blushed and suggested that Felix establish a wizard base on the moon.

"At that time, our cause will be unbreakable!" He said excitedly, and there were many echoes.

A career? What business? Felix was scratching his head, but he considered the offer seriously. Although the relationship between wizards and Muggles is not so bad that it is necessary to retreat to the moon, firstly, the idea of ​​a lunar base is very suitable for him, such as a secret room several kilometers deep underground in the school castle, which can be called an excellent bunker; Getting the magic doesn't seem too difficult.

It's really not difficult. Felix has thought about it carefully, creating dozens of extended spaces similar to the basement of Mr. Scamander's house, combined with the planting magic developed by Professor Bubaji, enough to supply 20,000 to 30,000 wizards It's not a problem to wander in the universe for a few years.

The only thing required is regular maintenance.

But it's still the same reason—if the situation is not so bad, Felix hopes that it will never be used.

About the feat of landing on the moon, there is Ms. Burns in the UK who uses the radio to publicize. Those who are close can even ask Felix in person, but those wizards who are far away from abroad are only dumbfounded when faced with this news. up.

Even though Felix has shown all kinds of inconceivable things before, the Ministry of Magic of various countries is still skeptical. Felix’s approach is actually similar to that of Dumbledore when he was young. Through letters, academic articles, and reception of wizards who came from all directions to communicate, he turned all doubts into convictions, but Felix was not so Just a lot of time.

It can be predicted that Felix's focus will turn to foreign countries, and the problems he will face will be more difficult. The country's Ministry of Magic hasn't solved a single one. The International Federation of Wizards is on the verge of collapse.

The only thing worthy of praise is that the Ministry of Magic has been restricted by the "Secrecy Act" for a long time, and the instinctive reaction has kept the wizarding people hidden. From Vita Rozier, Felix can learn more valuable information—— A message that was not made public by the Ministry of Magic. Some things are more serious than they appear.

While the wizards choose to hide, skirmishes occur every day.

Facing different environments, different strategies should be adopted. As soon as the results of the negotiations here come out, if it goes well, the ministers of the Ministry of Magic of various countries will come to inquire about the details as soon as possible, and then it is time to start the second step.

While wandering in the sea of ​​documents and archives in the Victoria Tower ~IndoMTL.com~, Felix confirmed the focus issues of the two parties in the negotiation: wizard autonomy, joint law enforcement between wizards and Muggles, areas of magic and scientific cooperation, trade exchanges , exchanges and mutual visits of non-governmental organizations...

A file caught his attention.

Affixed to it are large and small newspaper clippings and analysis reports, including letters sent by previous Hogwarts students, and the latest magical events around the world, such as the trajectory of Grindelwald's activities. Felix blinked, and unexpectedly found two half-familiar faces on it—the girl who led him by Paris University; the pianist with a damaged finger. From the above analysis, it seems that they recognized themselves and took the initiative to mention this matter to the people around them, so they were noticed by government agents.

Felix wrote down the addresses of several people—they are all in the UK at the moment, perhaps for close contact with magic? Or just simply travel? It's been really lively recently... But I also reminded Felix that he still has some non-wizard friends, such as Jim and Rebecca. He'd better seek their advice. Secrets can be hidden with magic.