A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

  Chapter 390 Seven Letters

  In the ancient magic text class the next day, Felix was surprised by Harry and the others were in a trance and absent-mindedness. He wondered whether it was putting them under too much pressure, and he gave a few words of comfort when the class ended.

  In the evening, he received a letter from the owl.

  He opened the letter, and there was still a faint smell of men’s perfume remaining on the envelope. Its owner was the director of the Werewolf Registry of the British Ministry of Magic——

  ‘Mr. Haipu, hello.

  As of the first ten months of this year (early November), the number of werewolves registered in the Werewolf Register in the UK has increased by 20% compared with the same period last year. All members of the Ministry are excited! Such gratifying results are inseparable from the promotion and effect of the wolf poison potion. Thank you Mr. Bellby and Professor Snape for their outstanding contributions. I dare to affirm that within ten years at the latest, the werewolves in the UK will be effectively controlled. Will submit a report to Wiesengarmo and apply for the award of a Merlin Medal to Professor Snape...

  Regarding the riots of the Quidditch World Cup-The Ministry of Magic is defined as riots. Most of the masked wizards are from pure-blood families, and their actions simply humiliate everyone. I can assure you that my family and I will never be that kind of person.

Among the masked wizards, two were sentenced to Azkaban’s three months and six months’ imprisonment respectively. They admitted to be the masterminds of the accident-one proposed to march in the camp after drinking alcohol, and the other used despicable means. Woke up the poor Muggle Roberts...

  ……

The other participants were sentenced to a large fine, but their names were obscured due to some political obstacles. I know no more than what you get from the newspaper. It is only from the two main messengers. Names-Amicus Kahlo and Walton McNeill. ’

  Felix calmly put away the letter.

  In the next two days, owls flew from all over the world, first from the British mainland, then France, Europe, and finally other continental plates.

   Felix opened the second letter. This letter came from the St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Injuries. Felix had previously spared time to train a group of doctors, including this young therapist——

  ‘Dear Mr. Haipu, hello!

  This is the fifth communication between us. Thank you for not laughing at my stupid questions and for answering them generously.

  Several memory impairment patients who were judged to be incurable, most of them have recovered their senses and can live independently. Five of them were picked up by their families for recuperation and only needed to come once a week. The other two critically ill patients also need to stay in hospital for observation. Please forgive us for our limited ability and we have not been able to reach the recovery level of the Longbottoms.

  About the thing you asked-this thing is true. Old Crabbe and Old Gore suffered severe magical penetrating injuries to their chest and lower abdomen, but the two were secretive. They asked a retired old therapist to treat themselves. And what they didn’t know was that this therapist happened to be my uncle, and I didn’t want to admit to him in front of others-my uncle was originally very skilled, but he was addicted to alcohol, and made a mistake when mixing medicine. Bloodweed became **** root. You can’t imagine what the lady who came to treat scabies on her face that day turned out to be... In short, he left the hospital sadly because of this incident, with the sudden mania patient still on his neck. Scratches.

  I enclose the diagnosis report I got from my uncle, using two pints of pure malt whiskey! That old trough horse!

  Once again, I wish you a happy life and your work.

  In addition, your portrait in the hospital and I have become good friends. I asked one of my painters and patients to paint a candy house on the portrait. He liked it very much!

  In another word, I collected your newspaper clippings from the Quidditch World Cup, right on my desk. ’

  The third letter came from the Ministry of Magic, without a signature, only a long list with more than thirty names on it. Felix took it aside and read it carefully, remembering these names, with a mocking smile on his face.

  The fourth letter is from Damocles Bellby. His handwriting is rather scribble, and the envelope still smells of potion——

  ‘Felix,

  If it weren’t for your reminder, I might have overlooked the problem of the wolf poison potion. Forgive me for focusing on other potions recently...

After your reminder, I went to the Extraordinary Apothecary Association to find out. At present, the sale of the wolf poison potions authorized by the Ministry of Magic is stable. The Ministry of Magic has recruited a group of werewolves to work. It used to be strong...There are still a considerable number of stubborn werewolves living in seclusion in the fields. No one knows the specific movements of these werewolves. Even they themselves don’t know what they are doing. They may be in England today, and they will cross the strait to France tomorrow...

  As far as I know, other countries in Europe have found the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists, hoping to match them up and persuade the British Ministry of Magic to share the formula of the wolf's poison potion, especially the modified version by me and Severus. Fudge has been working on this matter during this time, and can't see people all day-these are all told to me by the vice president of the Pharmacists Association, and the public is not yet aware.

  There is one more thing worth sharing.

  I met my old dean, Professor Slughorn, when I visited the vice president of the association. He still enjoys life so much. When I euphemistically advised him to eat less sweets and preserves, he told me that this was the greatest pleasure of his life. ’

  The fifth letter is from France’s Auroraxwell Cobert.

  He and Felix had an intersection during the summer vacation the previous year. There was a misunderstanding at the time, but after the misunderstanding was resolved, the two had a good relationship.

  ‘Dear Felix Haip,

   Glad you wrote to me.

  If you want to know about the law and order in France, it is more appropriate to find me, the Auror who is on the front line. I can only say that it is still the same... Those dark corners, can't figure out why you are interested in them, do you want to write a book?

  To be honest, I didn’t read your first few Muggle books seriously, and I stuffed them into the cabinet when they were posted by the Ministry. When I was cleaning up recently, I discovered that a bag of civet cat food inside was rotten. By the way, I found your book, which also solved my confusion. When my nephew reported suspicious persons to me at Muggle University in France, I thought your name was a bit familiar, and it might be because you were mistaken for someone from a foreign country. The dark wizard...

  Back to the topic. The werewolves in France are fairly stable and have no plans to migrate-I am looking forward to this day. Of course, you don’t have to go to the UK, it’s good to go south or north (don’t publish the content of this letter, or it will cause me trouble). The other is the vampires and the dark wizards. They fought so hard to compete for a mine in southern France. I told the informant to watch the changes and wait for the net to close. Maybe when I meet again, I will be the director of the Auror office.

  In addition, my nephew Karamy also chose to become an Auror. He is currently following me to learn his skills. When I wrote this letter, he was peeping next to him and was kicked out by me.

  Finally, the photos from the Quidditch World Cup are cool. "

  The sixth letter is from the director of the Muggle Problem Handling Agency under the Swiss Ministry of Magic——

"Felix~www.readwn.com~ is very pleased to receive your letter. The suggestion you made last time was very constructive. I submitted it after making a slight modification. It is working well now, and it’s very strange that your head is in your head. What else is there...

  I saw the photo reprinted from the British "Daily Prophet". I can’t believe that such a vicious incident happened at the World Cup. If we take care of it, it will definitely not cause such trouble.

   Regarding your question, I learned from my colleague that the tribe of giants is still hiding in the mountains, and there is no sign of moving out. Of course, I can’t be 100% sure, if the observers get too close, the giant will rush towards them and throw stones.

  I have attached the address of the giant tribe. If you plan to find secrets, please be careful. ’

  When Felix had breakfast on Friday morning, he received the last letter. It comes from Lucius Malfoy. This letter is the shortest, without beginning and end, only a time and place.

  ‘November 4th, Friday at 11 o’clock in the evening, we will meet on the top of the highest mountain outside Hogwarts. ’

  He easily erased the writing on it and spread a layer of jam on the bread. There is still one day to go to class today.

  (End of this chapter)