A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Felix knocked on the door of the basement. Snape was wearing a black shirt that had never changed, with curly black hair stuck to the back of his head, and his motionless black eyes always reminded Felix of the cold wind in the courtyard that day. Eat grilled fish.

The person who opened the door silently stepped aside, revealing Professor Boubaji, who was lying on the table. Her hair was tousled like a pile of straw, and her wide glasses were pitchforks stuck in the hay. Professor Boubaji was looking carefully at a flower pot.

"Did I miss something?" Felix asked happily.

"You came just in time, Felix." Professor Boubaji said excitedly, his face still not moving from the flower pot, "I told Severus that I must wait for you to come over and witness this scene..."

"Nothing to witness," Snape said.

He slammed the door, strode over to the table, and took a glass bottle from his jacket pocket. "Excuse me," he said coldly, and Professor Bubagi stepped aside, holding his breath as Snape carefully uncorked the bottle and dropped a drop of liquid into the flowerpot.

A miraculous scene happened.

The brown soil in the flowerpot bulged into a small bag, revealing an indiscernible touch of green. Under the silent gaze of the three, a few minutes later, a palm-sized green bud swayed gently in the flowerpot.

"This is..." Felix asked.

"Rejuvenation Potion, a magical potion that causes plants to germinate," Snape said.

"Don't you need to add Rejuvenation Potion? I remember that using these two potions together can restore most withered plants to health." Felix asked curiously.

"There's no need to waste," Snape said. "The seeds that Bubaki provides are nutritious on their own."

"Can I take it back?" asked Professor Boubaji, looking eagerly at the seedlings in the pots.

"Oh, no," Felix said immediately. "We agreed."

He will take this pot of plants to test, mainly to see the changes in nutrients in the soil and the growth of subsequent plants. Bubaji also knew this, but he was reluctant to bear it. Now she looked at Snape pitifully again, "Severus..."

"I only made this bottle of potion." Snape snorted, "According to someone's request, use the simplest ingredients."

Felix comforted Professor Boubaji and said, "There's no need to rush, Keridi, there's still time. From the germination, growth, flowering, and fruiting of seeds... We only need to understand the first step, and normal growth for the time being. Compared with the cycle, can it be accelerated by at least half a month?" He asked Professor Boubaji.

"Yes, absolutely," she said firmly.

"That's enough," Felix said. "Don't think it's inconspicuous. It's amazing to study this process thoroughly. It's totally worthy of a Merlin Medal..."

Professor Boubaji left with a blushing face. She now wants to apply to President Dumbledore for a piece of land to build a test greenhouse.

"Sprout can certainly help, and she'd love to," Snape said dryly at the door, hoping she wouldn't bother him again. Turning his head, he found that the culprit was sitting leisurely on the sofa reading a magazine.

"What did you think of, the new 'hole card'?" he said sarcastically.

"I was wondering if the Avada Solitaire Charm could kill bacteria in the water... well, I'm joking, forget about it." Felix hurriedly said when he saw the expression on Snape's face. "I have something to tell you, Mr. Scamander has found a way to make the snails reproduce stably. He said in the letter that the larvae of the snails are now flooding, and he asked me if I needed..."

Snape thought hard for a moment.

"The mucus of the larvae is corrosive, but if handled well, it can remove the properties of certain potion materials, making it an excellent auxiliary ingredient."

"Then you'd better publish a few articles to help spread the word," Felix said.

Snape nodded, as he hoped. The office fell silent, and Snape stared at the taxidermy jar on the shelf against the wall and said, "I was told that you have a Ravenclaw tiara in your hand..."

"Dumbledore said?" Felix asked.

"Not him," Snape said.

Felix frowned, only Dumbledore knew about this, and he never showed it himself, mainly because he felt too ashamed and kept using it secretly. It's that Warren wore it for a while when he first learned, but Warren didn't know what it was, other than that——

"Did someone from the Ministry of Magic tell you?" Felix said, pondering, "but even if very few people at the Ministry know about it, such important filings are generally not taken seriously unless someone Deliberately looking for... oh, I see."

Voldemort still reached into the Ministry of Magic.

"What's that?" Snape whispered, he'd been meaning to ask. "It can't be a mere relic of Rowena Ravenclaw. Although legend has it that her tiara increases human wisdom, the Dark Lord places much more importance on the tiara than the legend itself."

Felix fell silent. The less people knew about the Horcrux's secret, the better, but since Sirius knew all about it...he seemed hesitant, and his biggest worry was that Severus himself deduced that Harry was the Horcrux's secret. In fact, Sirius is also a hidden danger, but Sirius doesn't know much about Horcruxes, especially he doesn't know that living things can be used to make Horcruxes, and Severus has a chance to know the existence of the snake.

"It has something to do with the secret of his immortality?" Snape whispered.

He carefully observed the expression on Felix's face, and although he found nothing, a moment of silence was enough for him to speculate part of the truth.

Snape didn't ask any further, but changed the subject and said, "The Dark Lord found out about this through spies at the Ministry of Magic, and he asked me to sidekick, but I thought--it's better to ask you directly. I've had enough trouble, I don't want to waste it. time……"

Felix smiled. "It really is the most time-saving way. Maybe Voldemort will praise you for being efficient."

"I'm not going to report it right away," Snape said. "The Dark Lord takes this matter very seriously, even more than he desires for something from the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry of Magic. He revealed to me that he will find opportunities to arrange for spies to cooperate with me. ."

"Come to school?" Felix was amused.

The plan was good, but with Snape around, it seemed a little ridiculous. He didn't pay much attention to it. If the spy was arrested now, it would probably reveal Snape's undercover identity. Felix guessed that Dumbledore might be able to move forward with the flow, waiting for the spy to be caught by himself, and then see who would come to the school.

He was inexplicably expecting.

Voldemort has only one Horcrux right now, and it is estimated that his insecurity has reached the extreme, but he does not know whether the golden cup is on himself or Bellatrix Lestrange. By all accounts, Voldemort was not the only one who entrusted his life to his men. So……

Felix tried to simulate what Voldemort was thinking at the moment: what if I were him - in Voldemort's situation - what would I do?

First of all, the safety of the Horcrux must be confirmed.

'I' clearly knew that there were three Horcruxes destroyed, the diary, the snake, and the ring; the Horcrux whose status could not be determined included the crown and the locket. The crown may be in the school, well, 'I' don't know yet on Felix Hepp. And the locket - "Where are you going to spend the Christmas holidays, Severus?" Felix asked, looking up. Snape looked at him in astonishment, and reluctantly replied after a while: "Go to the Order of the Phoenix to do something..." Felix looked back, very well, understood - so 'I' suspect that the locket was once The servant stole it. Regulus died more than ten years ago. If the Horcrux hadn't been destroyed, it would most likely be in the old Blake house that he couldn't get into.

What about other than that?

'I' also knew that I had some connection to Harry Potter at school. Had to use Occlumency to protect my brain for the past two months...it's frustrating, but it's the best way for now...because 'I'm not sure if this connection will extend to other Horcruxes, damn it , Only said half of the prophecy! Damn Harry Potter! Now 'I' must ensure that the only Horcrux is under my nose, and it must not be separated from the golden cup, unless there are unavoidable reasons...

Felix thought hard, he was going to find out the reason now. He went on to think:

There are still two people of his level in the wizarding world. If they are caught in a trap, they will never be saved, so 'I' must be careful enough, but 'I' know that one of them will die soon, I just need to wait with peace of mind... But when necessary I also don't mind giving him a ride when he's at his weakest, that must be a wonderful feeling. The premise is that he holds the Horcrux that is very important to 'me'...

Felix suddenly became enlightened.

Is this Dumbledore's plan? Using a Horcrux to catch Voldemort? But this fight doesn't seem to have its own place, it's entirely a one-on-one situation between Dumbledore and Voldemort...

"What can I do?" Felix asked himself. "Yeah, it's so easy, I should have known," he said happily.

Of course, he took the opportunity to get the last Horcrux.

This is the reason for the 'last resort' - Voldemort and the Golden Cup Horcrux have to be separated, no one is stupid enough to take another life of their own to participate in a duel of life and death, even if the opposite is a sick child, and the only person Voldemort can trust It's Bellatrix Lestrange.

Snape glared at Felix talking to himself, ignorant of his complex mental activity.

"Want to play a game of Crackling Blast, Severus?" Felix asked in a good mood.

...

Of course the cards were not played.

Felix came out of the Potions office with the student club list posted on the notice board in the foyer, but that was three weeks ago.

It's almost Christmas.

Felix plans to visit Newt's house on vacation - to update his 'material library', and he is also planning to travel around the world to collect some rare magical animals. As he passed a huge suit of armor in the hallway, he suddenly stopped to take a closer look, there seemed to be some magic hidden inside...

The helmet of the armor slowly lowered his head, too, and looked at Felix.

Felix: "..."

"Bang dang, bang dang, bang dang..."

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Felix stopped beating on the armor, turned his head to look at the light-colored furious eyes of the administrator Filch, and asked a little embarrassedly, "Mr Filch?"

"Professor Hepp, I thought..." Filch muttered, "I was just after Peeves, and he got a bubble gun out of nowhere, and the ceiling is full of colorful bubbles. Bubble...it may be a new product of Joko, I must report it..."

Felix waited silently for Filch to leave. "Bang dang! Bang dang!" He knocked twice, the armor finally seemed to be unbearable, opened the mask on the helmet and started to retching.

"By the way, Professor Hepp, I want to ask—" Filch, who had left, came back again, with an embarrassed and flattering expression on his face, but was stunned when he saw Felix's movements, Felix also had a headache, he just wanted to check this strange armor.

At this moment, the armor exaggeratedly clucked its belly, opened its mouth and spat out a red envelope, which slowly fell from the air under the gaze of the two of them.

"Oh," Felix whispered, recognizing what it was. The roaring letter began to smoke and then burst into flames, and he stepped back and grabbed it, confining the sound to the confines of the hallway. After a few seconds, the cheerful voices that were amplified hundreds of times and belonged to the Weasley twins rang out:

"Whether you're Peeves--or Filch--or a kid who failed a test--or--"

Fred and George's voices alternate:

"You are great--"

"Of course it's also naughty-"

"The adventurous—"

"Having been caught countless times—"

"Indomitable—"

"The unrepentant-"

"Number one bad guy!" The voices began to converge here, and Filch's face turned purple. Roaring letter continued to roll happily in the air, "Hurry up! We have provided you with ample help, provided you and I have a good heart!"

"Bang!" The roaring letter exploded into flames, and colorful fireworks flew from it, and finally disappeared.

After an embarrassing silence.

Felix patted the ashes on his body, and even though his teeth were itching with hatred, he still pretended to be calm and asked, "Mr. Filch, did you forget any tools?"

"Oh, uh, yes," Filch mumbled, the saggy flesh on his face shaking unnaturally. As he brushed past Felix, Felix heard him cursing the names of the Weasley twins.

While Filch was walking towards the office, Felix hurriedly slipped out of the castle. After stepping on the stone steps and breathing in a few breaths of cold, dry air, he relaxed.

Felix could see that Filch had something to say to him, and maybe even prepared for a long time, but the timing just now was indeed a little delicate. Let's talk about it later. If he heard the news of the Weasley twins being locked up, he would definitely be reminded of today's events.

Felix made his way down the steps. Seeing that Warren was having a good time from a distance, he grinned, then turned around and walked through the greenhouses and vegetable fields to the edge of the forbidden forest. After several Apparitions, he was already standing on the edge of the cave where the giant Glop spent the winter.

There was a huge sound of "bang, bang", and small stones rolled down from the cracks in the rocks above. Felix smelled a mixture of musty and straw.

"Glop--bite--lion--" the voice was deafening.

"Shut up! You idiot!" Hagrid yelled. "Go and brush your teeth."

There was another smashing sound, which sounded like venting dissatisfaction.

"Ouch—" Hagrid cried out in pain, covering his face, panting, his moleskin coat ripped open a few times.

"Are you all right, Hagrid?"

"Felix?" said Hagrid in surprise, he smiled and pulled the pebbles away from his beard: "It's okay, little Grapp is playing with me, he's making great progress, even if he loses his temper, he will endure it. Stop hitting people..." His tone became low, "Although it is still possible to be accidentally injured."

"Are you showing him a movie?" Felix glanced into the cave, and from this angle all he could see was a huge, dirty foot.

"Yeah," said Hagrid happily, "little Grapp likes little animals, just like me! I'm going to take him to the Forbidden Forest to meet some friends when the time comes, and don't have to tie the rope... But not now, I I can only show him a movie. He has never seen a lion and is very curious about this thing, and I plan to give him the book you gave me."

Felix was in a trance for a moment, remembering the set of books he gave Hagrid when he first came to the door, with pictures of various non-magical animals on it.

At this time, there was another sound of smashing the ground in the cave, and Felix saw the big foot hitting the ground with a "dong dong", like a drum.

"Don't be noisy! I'm talking to Phili!" Hagrid yelled at the cave.

"Fili? Fili - Hermi - Hagel - Siri - Haari - Honor -" Grapp growled inside.

Hagrid said helplessly: "His English is still substandard and stubborn. He thinks Haari sounds better..."

"Is something wrong at school?" he asked gruffly.

"Oh, no. It's a private matter," Felix said. "I want to know the address of the giant clan—I know of course they've gone into the mountains, I mean, in which direction they've gone. ' he added quickly when Hagrid wanted to speak.

"You wouldn't want to deal with them, would you," Hagrid muttered uneasily. "They...they're pretty miserable, there's not much left."

"I can't, but I think it is necessary to confirm their situation, knowing that they have disappeared from the wizard's sight for a long time."

Hagrid was stunned for a while. "Okay, I can only tell you the approximate location. Is there a map?"

"I collected a bunch of..."

...

When Felix reappeared, he had come to the edge of the Black Lake.

Warren is skating on the ice. Some student made a pair of skates for it, and in terms of movement alone, it skated much better than most of the Hogwarts students.

"Warren, another one!" a student shouted excitedly.

Warren happily took out his exclusive wand and waved it casually. A gust of wind rolled up the snowflakes on the ice, like a rolling snow dragon. Warren rushed straight into the whirlwind, and the little yellow hat and scarf were high in the snow. rise.

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