A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 724: Floating
Latest URL: Felix took out a silver pocket watch from his jacket pocket, flipped off the top cover, and glanced at the time.
"Horace, get your people to arrange transfers ASAP, to be honest, I'm not sure if there's going to be a big guy on top of us for a while, it's hard to figure out what those people are thinking... Seriously, I don't like Politics." He paused, "If it's really dangerous, I can probably warn you a minute in advance."
Horace Greenstein nodded knowingly. A minute is enough to do a lot.
A suitcase appeared in the air, and Felix handed it to Greenstinch. The latter looked surprised, and asked tentatively: "I heard... Mr. Scamander had a box that could hold things when he was young?"
"Ah, the principle is the same, I checked with Newt."
A look of reminiscence appeared on Horace Greenstitch's face. Since Serafina Picquery, every president of the Magical Congress of America has been told to be wary of traveling around with a suitcase at the beginning of his tenure. magizoologist.
He walked out of the port with a rather complicated mood, and sent out a signal with his magic wand. Aurors and staff from the Magical Congress of America arrived first, with incredible expressions on their faces, as if they hadn't woken up yet. They looked around in amazement. A young Auror stretched out his hand, and his fingers passed through the lines of different shades without any hindrance. The place should have been an old-fashioned red fire hydrant with a mouse standing on it.
"I've only seen similar scenes in comic books." The Auror said absently.
Another wizard in bloomers carefully looked in Felix's direction, and whispered with awe-inspiring eyes: "What do you think——what does the world look like in the eyes of Mr. Haipu?"
A moment of silence.
"Could be a book?" chirped the young Auror. "Could be a comic book. Ugh - too horrible to imagine how he did it."
"Mr. Haipu should be able to beat Grindelwald, right?"
"I think it's possible! At least Grindelwald can't do such a thing." The young Auror said excitedly, looking around with fanatical and adoring eyes.
"But these two people are recognized archmages." Another person said hesitantly.
"There will always be a difference between strength and weakness..."
At this moment, Horace Greenstinch strode over with a suitcase. He glanced at the speaker and said, "Archmages are not divided according to their strengths. An outstanding figure far beyond the contemporaries of wizards. Well, let's get to work."
Wizards descended from the sky one after another. These people dragged their families with their mouths and carried large and small bags of luggage. Horace Greenstitch's mood became as heavy as that of the Aurors present, but he couldn't say anything to persuade them - they basically had children.
After today, the situation of American wizards may not continue to deteriorate, but there is no sign of any improvement. The **** scars will not heal so quickly, and the barrier between the two is like a gap, and they will continue to hide their identities for a long time.
"Chairman Greenstinch, all members of the Reform Society support your decision." Uriah said quietly but firmly, "We are the chosen generation."
Horace Greenstinch opened the box, several Aurors looked down, a long staircase extended downwards, and wizards from all over the country lined up silently. To arrange to live in a new residence, the first choice is a country that has signed a contract with wizards.
Horace Greenstinch told the wizarding families passing by over and over again, "There is plenty of food and water inside, and there are different scenery to see... It's like taking a train, there is nothing to worry about. Yes." The sky gradually brightened, and the long line became thinner, and finally only the staff remained. During this period, Felix has been standing in the distance looking at the abstracted city. The bottom of the sea can be seen at a glance, the seaweed and algae maintain a floating posture in the water waves, and the school of fish outlined by simple lines seems to be flying in the sky, lifelike - except that it is frozen by magic.
At last, Horace Greenstitch came over and handed the box to Felix.
"There are nearly a thousand wizard families inside." He said cautiously.
"They won't suffer any harm." Felix promised, "There will be a chance to come back in the future." He comforted again.
"I know." Horace Greenstitch murmured, the identity information of wizards is not in the hands of the Muggle government, but it does not mean that wizards will move at will. environment, unless it is unavoidable-the migration of a large number of wizards in the British wizarding world was still at the time when Voldemort was most unscrupulous.
After handing over the box, Horace Greenstinch heaved a sigh of relief, as if the pressure he had been under for a long time disappeared at once. For him, the next job is to hide the rest of the wizards as much as possible, and he is even in the mood to joke:
"I thought you would make a huge flying carpet, but I didn't expect to use a suitcase."
"Almost," Felix said solemnly, "I told reporters before that I would let them leave in a fair manner, and now it's only half done."
"What's the other half?" Horace Greenstinch asked curiously, casting a sudden glance behind Felix, suspecting that there was something else hidden there, such as—as he said— —A flying carpet that can accommodate thousands of people?
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Beyond the long coastline, Felix, Greenstinch, Uriah, and a few Aurors who followed curiously stood in the air, secretly amazed. There was a field half the size of a Quidditch pitch at their feet, and—it seemed to be a pitch, they looked up, pretty sure they saw a hooped pole fifty feet up in thin air, sort of like children A small plastic stick used when blowing soap bubbles.
"Hogwarts." Yuria whispered, and the others suddenly realized that this might be the same as the magic that shrouded New York Harbor.
Horace Greenstinch was still in shock.
An island, a floating island—let's not talk about the huge magic power required by this magic (after experiencing the previous situation, he thinks it may not be a big deal for Haipu), just consider how to maintain the magic effect for a long time It's a big problem. In his imagination, if all members of the Magical Congress of America cast thousands of floating spells together around the clock, it would indeed be possible to pull up an artificial island with a radius of several kilometers, but such a huge spectacle can only last for one or two people at most. Zhou, in his opinion, is a bit flashy...
Perhaps this is Hepu's purpose?
Horace Greenstitch thoughtfully crossed a sea before the magic expired to demonstrate the power of the wizard, which is indeed very meaningful. Felix swayed and appeared in the distance. The silver light in the eyes is shining, the rune symbols are dotted, and the pupils reflect the reflection of the dark rune book——
He opened his mouth and said the incantation with difficulty.
In an instant, the gradually brightening sky behind him seemed to be swallowed up, breaking a big dark green hole, as if someone had torn off the bright blue background during filming, revealing the dirty curtain behind. Then Felix exuded a mysterious atmosphere. The background behind him streaked with fine lines like lightning, and then both the dark green background and the traces of lightning began to sink and distort, and its shape became more and more clear—it was a giant snake, the dark green was the color of its body, and the lightning was scales Folds—After staying by the Black Lake for half a month, Felix's new patron saint was shown to the world for the first time. Its size reaches a staggering thousands of feet, and that's not its limit.
Felix realized that he had never been so powerful, close to the essence of magic, and almost achieved what he wanted.
He is still an archmage, and he doesn't feel that his understanding of magic surpasses that of Dumbledore, but every cell in his body is sending him an idea—even if all the archmages in history are tied together , can't beat him now. Just because he gathered most of the magic power accumulated by the twelve top magic schools in the world, and this magic power happened to be collected into the book of magic text and released through the brand-new patron saint.
Guardian God...
Felix feels that calling him a patron saint is a bit of a bully. This magic has completely changed its appearance under his continuous improvement. If you study it carefully, you will definitely be surprised by the knowledge contained in this magic, Rowena Ravenclaw's memory nodes, memory magic, emotional magic branch of memory magic, ancient magic, and the skills he mastered not long ago to build a stable magic channel...
The giant snake melted into the sea like a fish without causing any waves.
A few minutes later, the entire surface of the sea began to tremble and boil, the water splashed, and the vortex overlapped like a nesting doll. The eyes of the people present were fixed on the shadow under the sea surface, and the huge black shadow was approaching them. Finally, the black shadow poked its head out, and they were so horrified that the huge snake head could not speak. It had grown several times out of thin air, and it was different from the previous elegant figure. The head was covered by thick reefs, making it extremely hideous. From the pores between the reefs, you can see the rune symbols blooming!
Finally, the giant snake jumped out of the water, like a piece of land rising suddenly. The waves of hundreds of meters are insignificant in front of it, only comparable to a rough scale of its huge body.
It is impossible to imagine the shock brought by this giant snake. At least, it wasn't just Greenstinch and the surrounding Aurors who were taken aback. When they came back to their senses, the giant snake had already coiled itself into a rough conical shape, with its huge head hanging down and its tail raised upwards, with the head and tail intertwined.
"Ice cream roll." A female Auror stared wide-eyed, "It's still a bitten ice cream roll." The people around her couldn't help gasping, and a bearded Auror looked at her Roared, "Nonsense, it's obviously ouroboros, although it looks a bit strange..."
Others echoed in a low voice. They learned from the news that the archmage once chose the Ouroboros as his identity symbol. This unique symbol is not uncommon in the history of wizards. If the wizard is famous enough in the future, he The emblem chosen in youth may well become the family crest.
And there is one thing they didn't say, the name Ouroboros is much better than the roll ice cream, even if the latter is more suitable in shape... Felix didn't do this on purpose, in order to let the magic channel pass through, This is the most labor-saving way.
These people approached quickly, and they were surprised when they landed on the floating island that appeared almost out of thin air with the help of broomsticks and apparitions. Crumbling and disintegrating, a deep crack extended from Felix Hep's feet, and it had spread hundreds of feet.
Everyone can see that something may be wrong.
Felix was standing on a raised platform on what was probably the flattest diamond-shaped scale of the snake's head when it raised its head, and the edge was about ten feet long. He was motionless at the moment.
"Mr. Haip—" Horace Greenstitch shouted urgently, and a deep voice suddenly sounded in his ear the next second, "Don't disturb him." Horace Greenstitch frightened With a jump, he will never forget the owner of the voice - he single-handedly triggered the wizard's exposure crisis, signed an unbreakable oath with Akinbad, and tricked everyone -
"Grindelwald!" he yelled.
He raised his wand subconsciously, his mind was in a state of confusion, and the first thought that formed in his mind was: It's over, Grindelwald saw the opportunity and was ready to attack Mr. Haip!
"Don't worry," Grindelwald said with a grin, "I'm here to help."
The rest of the dozen or so wizards present gathered around, and they heard Horace Greenstinch asking vigilantly, "How can I trust you?" They couldn't figure out the situation for a while. Grindelwald didn't say anything, just raised his empty hand, so everyone understood.
If Grindelwald was hostile, he wouldn't have stopped to explain it to them. Horace Greenstitch hesitated and stepped aside. 'Grindelwald' walked towards Felix unhurriedly, and Greenstinch shouted behind him: "Grindelwald... sir, don't forget, we are wizards."
'Grindelwald' stopped slightly, and repeated: "You are right, we are wizards."
The group of people watched Grindelwald and Felix standing side by side. He turned his head slightly, and seemed to be talking to each other in a low voice. Although they couldn't hear what the two said, the crack under Mr. Heppe's feet stopped expanding. . They have mixed feelings.
"Grindelwald..." Everyone chanted the name in a low voice.
This scene was of course Felix's fault. He was indeed in trouble before—but not because of the lack of mana, his current mana is terribly abundant—but how to divert his attention and build a stable magic channel on the basis of maintaining the floating island. The two tasks are equally cumbersome but important. But the solution is also very simple. Separate an individual to divide the original work into two, and the difficulty will suddenly decrease.
It's just that when Felix was about to do this, he had an idea and thought that he could take this opportunity to solve the problem of the convergence of the African magic world that he hadn't been free to deal with before.
At this moment, Felix and his other self looked at each other.
"What do you think we're going to talk about?"
"God knows, just be a little more intimate."
"That's right, anyway, it is to show the outside world that the two parties have reached a settlement, and by the way, to justify Grindelwald's name. The old man has done bad things all his life, but these have nothing to do with him recently..."
There is a few seconds of silence.
"Have you made up your mind? This face will never appear again..."'Grindelwald' said cautiously.
"Yeah, I can afford it."
The sun is rising, and the golden light shines on the sea. Grindelwald's figure has disappeared, only Felix is alone. He looked at the sea smugly, and the mist aroused in the distance refracted rainbows under the sunlight, which looked beautiful.
After going through the labor pains of dystocia, the ground under her feet shrunk a circle, but they were more closely connected to each other, and it really looked like an island. Now the most basic magic power channel has been constructed, and based on the magic power he invested, it can keep the island running for several years.
Moreover, there will definitely be many wizards living on the island in the future, enough to maintain the magic cycle and stability.
But are those wizards considered their own subjects? It shouldn't be counted, at most he owns the ownership of the floating island. With great reluctance, Felix imagined that he would be driving the floating island in the next few years, like a scavenger, salvaging reefs of suitable size from the ocean to expand the land.
Actually, there is no need to do it alone... Felix looked at Horace Greenstitch walking towards him, smiling, but he had already quietly thought of a slogan in his heart, "The fusion of magic and technology place." He muttered softly.
"What did you say, Felix?" asked Horace Greenstinch in astonishment.
"The purpose of this island under our feet." Felix said sternly, his thinking continued to diverge, the wizard—well, he actually has the ability to build an underwater city in the depths of the ocean, but this idea After lingering in his mind for a while, he put it aside—the reason is similar to building a wizard stronghold on the moon. Both methods will lead to wizards and ordinary people getting farther and farther apart, which violates Felix's original intention.
However, it would be nice to secretly create a resort in the Mariana Trench...
Thinking about it ~IndoMTL.com~ Felix suddenly frowned, took out the sound transmission mirror from the ring, and Akinbad's photo was desperately hitting the frame.
"Babajid?"
"Felix? Thank God, I finally got in touch with you!"
"What happened?" Felix asked, and then he thought of something, "Didn't we discuss the whole plan? As a representative of the Federation, you participated in the live TV broadcast and objectively explained from the position of a wizard—"
"The problem is that it's hard for me to explain clearly now. The outside world is rumored that you plan to create a large meteorite and destroy the entire American continent!"
Felix was dumbfounded.
"Who is this?" He said angrily, "Tell those rumormongers that the International Federation of Wizards and the Pan-Magical Union plan to hold a Christmas party to celebrate the escape of American wizards."
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