A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 88: Concept

Looking at Felix, Kingsley hesitated and said, "I know your name, Felix Hemp, but she is not easy to talk to... That woman is so bold, even Fudge herself Not necessarily listening."

Felix did not speak.

Dumbledore looked at all this, he blinked his blue eyes, connected with Rita Skeeter's attitude before, he almost had some guesses.

The old man leaned down and carefully checked Fudge's state, he said: "The basilisk is indeed a terrifying creature, even if its eyes are not counted, its poison is extremely rare."

"That's true." Kingsley nodded.

"But no amount of poison can compare to the desires in people's hearts. Voldemort is like this." Dumbledore said calmly, "As his power grows stronger, his desires are also expanding, and he broke through the bottom line one by one. , until there is no more scruples."

"Voldemort once beautified his behavior. He once said that magic is power. Felix, what do you think?"

Felix said lightly: "Magic can carry many things, ambition, dream, power, power, awe... But these are just the scenery on the road, you can stop for a short time, but you still have to move forward after all."

"I personally think that - magic is magic, and there is no need or need to add other appendages." He raised his head to meet Dumbledore's calm gaze.

Kingsley listened to the conversation between the two in a daze. How did it start from the basilisk to the mysterious man? Didn't he die long ago?

"Knock knock knock!"

At the open door of the ward, Lucius Malfoy knocked on the door with his cane. He raised his head slightly, hiding half of his face in the shadow, "Dumbledore, I need to talk to you alone."

"Ah, welcome, Lucius, welcome." Dumbledore stood up gladly, and walked out with him.

Felix also bid farewell in due course.

Walking through the corridor connecting the auditorium, Felix happened to see the figure of Rita Skeeter. She looked very flustered and her face was covered with makeup.

What's the matter?

"Rita." Felix stepped out of the shadows, startling her.

"Felix Hemp! You, I..." Rita Skeeter faltered and stammered.

It's weird...

Felix looked into her eyes, his pale blue eyes sparkling slightly.

Panicked, fierce, relieved...

What did she do?

He was a little hesitant to continue to investigate further - there was a risk of being discovered, but Rita Skeeter lowered her head to avoid his sight, "Sorry, Mr. Haipu, I still have something to do, and I need to rush the draft... " She hurried away.

"Rita," Felix called to stop her, "I hope there won't be too much trouble about Minister Fudge's injury."

With her back to him, Rita Skeeter said slyly: "Mr. Hype, oh, Felix, are you telling me to hide the truth?"

"As long as you don't exaggerate and distort the facts, you know what my attitude is."

When she left, Felix sighed. He should calm down and focus on the rune research.

However, there is still the matter of dueling lessons to be resolved.

With the start of the new semester, he had to decide the time and content of the dueling course.

After lunch in the auditorium at noon, Felix came to the basement of the castle, ready to finalize the lecture content with Professor Snape.

Snape, dressed in black, welcomed him in with a blank expression.

"Please sit down, Felix."

Snape lifted the hem of his wizard's robes and sat opposite him. He waved his wand and sent several pieces of parchment flying onto the table in front of him.

"Here are some of my—" Snape stared into Felix's eyes, "opinions."

Felix picked up the parchment, looked through it carefully, and joked with him by the way: "Professor, don't you even have a cup of tea here?"

Snape twitched the corner of his mouth, "You have never drank what I handed you."

Felix curled his lips and fell silent.

Snape had frightened him with Veritaserum when he was at school, and had given him a vial of high-purity Veritaserum this Christmas, and he hadn't the guts to try any of the drinks he offered.

He carefully read the contents of the parchment.

"Professor you mean, learn a spell in one class?"

Felix looked at Snape puzzled.

"Felix, most of the spells related to duels are dangerous. If you don't slow down, they will give you all kinds of unexpected surprises." Snape deliberately emphasized the word 'surprise'.

Felix thought for a while, "One lesson every two weeks, that is to say, learn two spells a month."

Snape said indifferently: "You can learn more than a dozen spells in a school year. As long as you match them properly, you can completely protect yourself." Can't let it out."

This is indeed the reality of Hogwarts, the peace has been too long, and the little wizards learn spells to meet the exams.

When the exam is over, some obscure spells are put on the shelf.

According to the normal teaching sequence, little wizards in the fourth grade should master the Iron Armor Curse, but unfortunately, this spell is included in the teaching content of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and this Hogwarts class...

It's hard to say.

The spellcasting level of many little wizards in the fifth grade will become the pinnacle of his life, because according to the requirements of the OWLs exam, the compulsory courses must be taken, which naturally includes Defense Against the Dark Arts, Charms, and Transfiguration. A class of courses where operations are greater than practice.

After the fifth grade, the little wizards began to choose advanced classes according to their grades and career plans, and some scumbags might only take one or two courses.

If he happens to choose a course that is mostly theoretical, his spellcasting level will plummet like diving.

It is estimated that after graduation, except for the most commonly used magic, everything else will be returned to the professor.

Felix flicked the ring on his left hand and took out a stack of parchment, "Professor, this is my teaching arrangement for the first spell. You can make some comments."

Snape took the parchment and casually flipped through two pages, but then his expression became serious.

"This is..."

Snape buried himself in the parchment ~IndoMTL.com~ and immersed himself in the magical skill tree that Felix had constructed. Every now and then he took out his wand and waved it in mid-air.

"Felix, is this how you understand spells?"

Felix said gently: "It's just my personal understanding in the process of learning the spell, and there may be omissions."

Snape flicked his fingers across the parchment, quickly reconstructing the magic in his mind.

After a while, he waved his wand, emitting a dazzling red light, knocking a chair three meters away into the air, and this poor chair completely fell apart in mid-air.

"Professor Snape, what are you?" Felix asked him, the spell just now was not too strong, but too weak!

It couldn't match the strength of the disarming spell he used to defeat Lockhart.

Snape thought about it carefully in his heart, and slowly opened his eyes, "I just blocked my knowledge of the Disarming Curse, and reconstructed this magic according to your design."

Felix was stunned.

Snape is not only a master of potions, but also has an in-depth study of spells.

He used memory magic to block his understanding of the Disarming Curse, and in a very short period of time, he relearned the Disarming Curse according to Felix's plan.

This wasn't too difficult for Snape, he had all kinds of magic accumulations, related theories and skills, and after a little experience, he re-released the spell.

If you change to a little wizard, you can't do similar things.

Snape's approach further verified the feasibility of Felix's theory, and the current success rate is still maintained at an astonishing 100%.

However, Felix quickly went astray, and he began to ask Snape about the application skills of memory magic...