A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

  Chapter 391 Persuasion

at dusk.

  Felix came out of the auditorium after dinner and was stopped by Cedric and Roger Davis who were waiting anxiously in the corridor.

   "Meteorological magic? This is a very remote branch of magic." Felix looked at Cedric with a little surprise.

"I think it's very suitable for the first project." Cedric said soberly: "When you can't beat the opponent, you can try to use roundabout means, such as hiding and blocking the line of sight. I checked in the library these two days. When it comes to a spell, surrounded by clouds and mist, it can create a mist out of thin air, so that I don’t have to use a combination of water spell and explosion spell."

  "Do you want to develop in this area?" Felix thought about it seriously, and said slowly: "It's not impossible, but the fog will be restrained by the flames of the fire dragon. Have you ever thought about this?"

  "Professor Flitwick gave me some suggestions. He said that the necessary spell for those dragon trainers is the extinguishing spell, which can target the magic flame of the fire dragon—"

   Felix nodded, and said approvingly: "This is true, but it requires a lot of practice."

"Yes, that spell is too difficult. We are not sure whether we can reach the level of those dragon trainers before the game. So there must be a backup plan. In classroom 7 these days, we already know enough about fire dragons, we know. The characteristics of every dragon. Collins had an idea--"

   "Why didn't she come?"

   "Oh, uh, she has confiscated a batch of illegal badges and is filling out the form..."

  Felix nodded slightly, "Go on, what's her idea?"

"Professor Sprout's No. 8 greenhouse inspired her. As you know, there are seven greenhouses in the school. Counting the virtual greenhouse in No. 7 classroom, it is the eighth..." Cedric explained Said: "Professor Sprout's memory has copied a large number of rare magic plants, but the more rare, the more often they are...weird."

  He carefully selected words and said. He tried with Roger and Collins before, and was taught a lesson by the powerful and strange magical plants inside. Devil's vine, beating willow, black thorns, explosive berries, mibumibao pus... there are many things they don't know at all.

In the end, Sprout’s memory came out to rescue them. Roger Davis was swallowed by a huge umbrella plant, leaving only two legs fluttering outside, even though he knew not. Life is in danger, but they still have lingering fears.

  This caused Cedric to be a little afraid of his smiling dean in the next few days.

  However, it was precisely because of the deep impression that they passed through the barriers that they subconsciously rely on this aspect when they are learning about fire dragons and thinking about coping strategies.

   "Dean Sprout is a bit reluctant," Cedric took out some small black bumps from his pocket, "but she still gave us some precious black thorn seeds."

  He looked at Roger Davis next to him, “Roger has learned the growth spell, and the potion is well mixed. According to Professor Sprout’s method, we can get a batch of fast-growing black thorns.”

  "The only disadvantage is that this approach cannot be a conventional method of confrontation. Because the seeds of black thorns are precious, and the use of potions and growth spells will destroy the original structure of the seeds and make them wither quickly."

   Felix thought about it in his mind, isn’t that the beaded bag of his little assistant? There are still a few devil canes in her little bag, maybe she has forgotten it herself. Its function is similar to the method proposed by Cedric-except that the devil's cane is processed with magic text.

   Felix thought silently, and for a while he looked at the two of them.

"I originally planned to put this part of the content on the weekend to explain the mutual restraint and cooperation between spells, and then test the spells you are good at, then formulate strategies based on your own characteristics, and finally use the advantages of classroom 7 to practice repeatedly. But since you Already have his own ideas..." Felix pulled out a piece of parchment and wrote down the names of several books and a series of spells.

"There are some information about weather magic in it, you can look at it first." He suddenly frowned, and put the sticking out note away, "I want to make a point. If anyone is good at weather magic, except tents. Merchant, Newt is about to be counted."

   "Mr. Scamander?" Cedric and Roger Davis looked at him curiously.

"Ah, that's right." Felix said with a reminiscence. "He and his wife live in Dorset in seclusion. I visited once during my vacation. That's how my sniffing came. They have a huge basement. The basement has been expanded with a non-marking stretch curse, and it contains magical animals that need care from all over the world."

  Cedric and Roger Davis blinked, as if thinking of something.

"You should know that different magical animals are suitable for living in different environments. For this reason, Newt has specially divided multiple areas. The topography and weather of each area are completely different, including volcanoes, pools, and thunderclouds. , There are dense forests... Although it is not big, it is very comprehensive."

   "We totally ignored this!" Cedric shouted loudly. He glanced at Roger Davis. Both of them had an impulse, and they wished to run to Class 7 now.

  Waiting for them to leave with excitement, Felix turned his thoughts. He hadn't done much in the past two days. He didn't expect these warriors to be quite positive. So are Harry and the others the same?

Will    also work hard in secret?

  He slapped his lips. Active students are good ones. He began to look forward to tomorrow.

  But tonight, he has another important meeting.

  Late night, the night is deep and foggy.

  The night in November is very cold, especially on the top of the unobstructed mountain, the wind whimpers and the trees sway like ghosts.

  Felix sat on a bare rock, calculating the time of the full moon in his heart, unknowingly, it was eleven o'clock.

   "Hey!"

  A figure suddenly appeared, wearing a hood and a precious fur cloak.

   Felix glanced at the stranger, "Lucius, your cane is so beautiful."

  Lucius put down his hood. His pale blonde hair looked silver-gray at night. He exhaled a breath of cold and met Felix’s eyes, shaking suddenly and snorting.

   "Patient?" he said angrily.

   "Relax, I am generally not so rude, but since you seek to cooperate with me, I always have to try your abilities first... This is the basis of all cooperation."

  Lucius frowned.

  He realized something was wrong. Prior to this, no, to be precise, before the Quidditch World Cup, his attitude towards Felix has been not too close. Except at the funeral of Sirius' younger brother Regulus Black, he represented several pure-blood families, trying to incorporate a dazzling new star into his own group without any other actions.

  Unfortunately, that attempt failed.

  But then Felix faintly expressed a cooperative attitude. He was very familiar with the speech style at the funeral. In his imagination, Felix was about to enter politics and enter the Ministry of Magic. Of course, he wouldn't pay attention to the ordinary position at all, so it could only be Fudge's position.

  If you want to become the Minister of Magic, you will inevitably need the support of a part of the family. And Malfoy can influence the attitude of a large number of people.

  But this is not the only possibility. Because he didn't know when, Felix's personal influence was already very far-reaching, Lucius stared at Felix with his calculated gaze, and he vaguely felt that Felix was imitating someone.

  Dumbledore!

  The same academic achievements, the same strength, the same preference for Muggles, and even-they have become professors at Hogwarts, teaching batches of students who are naturally inclined to them.

  The only difference is that Felix also opened a company, run by the werewolf.

  How could Lucius not know who Lupin is? The first generation of members of the Order of the Phoenix. Felix appoints Dumbledore's people, what does it mean?

He carefully savored the meaning of Felix's words, and a thin sweat broke out in the cold wind. After thinking about it for a long time, he said smoothly: "You should have said the opposite, Mr. Haipu? You seek to cooperate with the Malfoy family—"

"Yes," Felix said softly, "It seems that you still don't know how dangerous your situation is, not to mention the bad behavior in the Quidditch World Cup, although I really want to give you a curse... I remind you ~www.readwn.com~Diary."

  Lucius Malfoy's face turned pale with a brush.

   "Mr. Haipu, I don't understand what you mean."

"There are some things that I will not disclose. After all, it involves your son and my students. In this regard, our will is the same." Felix said, "But I need you to be clear about the danger. Place to avoid being liquidated afterwards without knowing it."

   "The Chamber of Secrets has nothing to do with Malfoy's house, and it has nothing to do with Draco." Lucius gritted his teeth and said, "Besides, that person is dead!"

Felix took a deep look at him, "Just think so, but it doesn't prevent you from thinking about it when you are all right. Then, please let me tell a story, a clever little wizard, well, he happens to have The same hair as you..."

   "...In this way, he defeated the relic of the Dark Lord-the diary that hid his precious memories." Felix didn't mention the Horcrux, but Lucius's face was now bloodless. "And I, as a professor in the school, saw through this dark magic item and destroyed it without hesitation, so that together with this clever little wizard, I protected all the students, especially the students from Muggles."

   "A brilliant victory, what do you think, Lucius?"

  (End of this chapter)