A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

There was silence in the office.

The delicate silverware placed at the corner of the table was spinning, emitting a small puff of smoke, making a "tick-to-tick" sound.

"Your testimony is very useful, Felix." Dumbledore said, eyes under his bushy silver brows staring at the diary pensively. "He is crazier than I thought."

"You mean Voldemort?"

"I prefer to call him Tom, Tom Riddle, which is his original name. He never shy away from this when he was in school. Professors would not call his last name'Riddle', but kindly call him Tom. "Dumbledore explained.

Felix wondered, it seemed that Voldemort had a better time in school than he did.

"Is it because he made more than one Horcrux?" Felix asked.

"That's right, Felix. This magic is more evil than you think. It splits the soul to gain the power of immortality—"

"Principal Dumbledore, I am not interested in this." Felix interrupted him, "Do you have any other questions?"

Dumbledore blinked and smiled relievedly: "Felix, you know more about restraint than the younger me... I do have another question."

He folded his hands on the table, "I want to know more about the time when the Horcrux was destroyed."

Felix had anticipated this, and it just so happened that he also had two things he wanted to let Dumbledore know. So he turned and looked at the black cabinet behind him. "Why don't you look at it yourself, Dumbledore?"

He turned his head and saw Dumbledore's surprised look.

The old man said, "Do you mean, meditation basin? Many wizards avoid this..." This was a reaction he hadn't expected at all.

"Yes, I saw it when I came last time. The cabinet was not closed at the time." Felix explained, "As for taboos? I do taboos, but I personally think that since Voldemort is not dead, he will come back someday. And you are the person he fears most."

Dumbledore shook his head, his old face was already wrinkled: "Felix, I'm old." He waved his hand, the black cabinet door opened, and a shallow stone basin flew out smoothly. Landed on the table in front of the two.

Felix looked at the Pensieve carefully. This magical creation was ancient and rare. There are strange carvings on the mouth of the basin: that are all kinds of mysterious letters and symbols.

He can recognize some, but more is in the blind spot of his knowledge.

Inside the meditation basin was a pool of silver material, a bit like bright silver, but it was constantly flowing. Felix pulled out his wand and touched it gently with the tip of the wand, and the silver light spun gently.

Then he put his wand on his forehead, and Dumbledore said softly, "Felix, I must thank you for your trust in me."

Felix smiled mischievously: "Oh, Principal Dumbledore, I will only show you the most important memories. I will hide some private things well-even if you put your nose on someone's face There will be no gains."

Dumbledore smiled openly for the first time tonight.

A ray of silvery filament was pulled out and added to the **** basin. Felix stirred with his wand to let the filament melt into the silver light.

The two reached out their hands at the same time, and when their fingertips touched the silver light in the basin, the huge attraction pulled them. They did not resist and fell into the pendulous basin.

The first memory is very short-

An elf fell to the ground, and "Felix" summoned a fiery sword and pointed it directly at the diary.

The Horcrux yelled before death: "No, I can tell you the secret of defeating death—"

But ‘Felix’ didn’t hesitate at all, controlling the sword directly through the Horcrux, and the voice stopped abruptly.

This memory ends here.

The figures of the two appeared in the office again, Dumbledore's expression was very complicated, and there was an inexplicable sense of ease.

He looked at Felix: "I am proud of your choice. During the war years, many famous wizards were easily bewitched by him, let alone his secret of victory over death."

Dumbledore didn't even mention why Felix could practice the fiery spell to this point.

At other times, he might advise Felix not to appear too deep, but now, compared with the secret of rejecting Horcrux, these are not important at all. Sacrifice as wanbar.net Sacrifice as

And this was the first thing Felix wanted to tell Dumbledore.

Next is the second memory-

In a pure white space, the magic of ice blue and bronze interweaves into a huge vortex, tearing the crown constantly, and strands of black air escape from the crown.

Dumbledore looked grotesquely and looked not far away. Opposite Felix was a beautiful and serious witch. Helena was holding her arm together. They said something, but Dumbledore did nothing. I can't hear it, even my face is blurred.

"This is what you mean by privacy?"

"We are discussing my magical path." Felix said briefly.

Dumbledore closed his mouth tightly. This kind of thing is the secret of a powerful wizard. He turned to look at the whirlpool in midair and exclaimed.

After a while, a fuzzy face rushed out of the crown, and it was immediately completely shattered by the whirlpool.

Dumbledore sighed with emotion, but he found that the two had not left the memory. After a while, he heard the only sentence in the entire memory.

That was what Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw said to Felix, "I will recreate the crown as your reward."

This sentence reverberated in the empty white space.

Dumbledore looked at Felix silently, and he nodded in agreement. The next second, the memory was over.

The air in the office was quiet, no one spoke first~www.readwn.com~ After a long while, Dumbledore said helplessly: "I understand what you mean, the crown is yours, no one can take it away, others have Objections, I will also testify for you."

Felix smiled brightly, "Thank you so much, Principal Dumbledore, I have always worried that there will be some unopened school directors or the Minister of Magic who will trouble me."

While speaking, Felix used his magic wand to pick out his memories quickly and let them dissipate completely.

Dumbledore felt a sudden heartache, and he waved his hand, "Take the crown."

Felix politely bid farewell, turned and left.

When he walked out of the office, he smiled with satisfaction, and all his expected goals were achieved.

His main goals are three points, one is how to intersperse the diary into his version of the story, and the other is how to dispel Dumbledore's possible doubts: What if Felix becomes interested in Horcruxes? The third is the ownership of the crown, he does not want to make any concessions on the right of ownership.

So after he finished telling the story, he threw out two memories, corresponding to the second and third goals respectively. Among them, the second goal is the most important.

The reason he was so careful was because he knew that Dumbledore had worried about him, worried that he would go into the dark and become the next Dark Lord.

What's more terrifying is that Dumbledore is more than a hundred years old, and he cannot afford the price of a wrong judgment. And Felix? Only 22 years old, far from reaching his peak.

Judging from past events, Felix fully understands this worry. Mi He Mi

Therefore, he can only spend a little more time thinking about it and fight his wits with the old principal to dispel his doubts.

‘I’m really an individual post. ’

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