A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 89 Philosophy
Kingsley looked at Felix, and said with some hesitation: "I know your name, Felix Hemp, but she is not easy to talk... That woman is so bold that even Fudge himself, she might not listen to it." .”

Felix said nothing.

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

The old man bent down to check Fudge's state carefully, and said: "The Basilisk is indeed a terrible 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 without any 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."

"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 go 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 shadows, "Dumbledore, I need to talk to you alone."

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

Felix also bid farewell at the right time.

Walking through the corridor leading to the auditorium, Felix happened to see Rita Skeeter, who looked very flustered and her face was covered with makeup.

What's going on here?
"Rita." Felix stepped out of the shadows, startling her.

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

There are 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, I need to rush the manuscript..." She hurriedly leave.

"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 teaching content of the duel course.

After having 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.

"Sit down, Felix."

Snape sat opposite him, lifting the hem of his wizard's robes, and with a flick of his wand, several pieces of parchment flew onto the table in front of him.

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

Felix picked up the parchment, flipped 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 never drank from what I handed you."

Felix pursed his lips and fell silent.

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

He carefully read the contents of the parchment.

"Professor, you mean to learn one spell in one lesson?"

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 various unexpected surprises." Snape deliberately emphasized the word 'surprise'.

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

Snape said indifferently: "You can learn more than a dozen spells in one school year. As long as you match them properly, you can completely protect yourself." He said with his usual mocking tone: "Some students can't even cast a standard Iron Armor Curse until they graduate. .”

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 left 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.

Many little wizards' spellcasting level in the fifth grade will become the pinnacle of his life, because according to the requirements of the OWLs exam, compulsory courses must be taken, which naturally includes such operations as Defense Against the Dark Arts, Charms, and Transfiguration Lessons that are bigger than theory.

After the fifth grade, the little wizards began to choose advanced classes according to their grades and career plans, and some students 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 contents of the parchment, immersed 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 the spell?"

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

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

After a while, he waved his magic 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 shield 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 was not difficult for Snape, he had accumulated all kinds of magic, 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 [-]% level.

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

　I have something to go out in the morning, and Chapter 2 must be moved to the afternoon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)