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Chapter 255 Kettleburn's Reply
Harry Potter: A Certain Ancient Rune Professor of Hogwarts (TL) by Crazy_Darkside_Cat
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At the end of the party, Felix got up to leave with the party popper that belonged to him, then he saw Hermione did not go with her companion but stayed alone.
"Is something wrong, Miss Granger?" He assumed that Hermione is waiting for him.
"Oh, Professor," she hesitated, "I have something to say to Professor McGonagall."
"Is that so ...," Felix nodded, "I'll leave you alone then, and by the way, I like the music box you gave me, it doesn't seem to be a pure alchemical item?"
Hermione worried expression melted away, as she said happily: "that is what I brought from home, using the original mechanical structure to enchant it, for the music part I take reference from the Parseltongue scroll, the runic circuit on it which stores sound is very convenient ..."
Felix understood, after the Chamber of Secrets incident last year, Harry still spent a few days supplementing the pronunciation of the Parseltongue, Felix then sorted out the corresponding syllables into a book in his memory and saved it in the thinking room.
He did remember Hermione playing with the scroll for a while and asked him about some production techniques ...
Back in his office, he took the time to return a few more letters, one of which is an official letter that caught his attention.
"Surprisingly, it's a letter from the Ministry of Magic."
Felix looked at the logo on the letter and speculated in his mind what it could be about, could it be his dissertation on memory healing? But he had only sent it yesterday, since when did the Ministry of Magic is quick to respond.
Opening the letter, he first scanned the signature at the bottom, it belonged to Rufus Scrimgeour the Advisor to the Minister for Magic, and then he read the body.
"Dear Mr. Hap: Some of my colleagues have noticed that your new book, 'Magic' in the Muggle World, which has been listed as a recommended book by the ministries of magic in twelve countries, coupled with your two previously published books on Muggle studies, all indicate that you have a very deep understanding of Muggles, and We would like to invite you to give an internal lecture for the Ministry of Magic ...
...
The date is scheduled for the first Thursday after Christmas break, 2:00 p.m., Room 2. If you have any objections, or if the schedule is inconvenient, please do not hesitate to contact me.
Yours faithfully
Rufus Scrimgeour, Office of the Advisor to the Minister of Magic."
Below followed by a long list of departments whose personnel were the audience for his speech if he accepted, including: the Muggle-Worthy Excuse Committee, the Muggle-Born Registration Commission, the Misuse of Muggle Artefacts Office, the Accidental Magic Reversal Squad, the Obliviators, and the interested crowd.
" Fair enough, they are all departments that deal with ordinary people on a regular basis."
Felix thought for a moment, he is still willing to promote his ideals, and he would like to know more about the actual situation of the Ministry of Magic, among some of the people he has dealt with so far, Fudge is a standard politician, Umbridge is no less than three times more disgusting politician, Kingsley Shacklebolt is calm and competent.
For the rest, some of them were either unknown or he had only communicated with them through letters, so he could not form an accurate judgment.
He drew out a piece of parchment and penned: Dear Mr. Scrimgeour, I accept your invitation with great pleasure, but the time, I hope to move it to Friday, I have no classes that afternoon ...
After the letter is sent, the only thing left is just relaxing. In the last days of the holiday, instead of soaking in the library books or studying the runic creations in his office, he developed a new habit.
A few runes, only the size of his little thumb, would always appear in his hand, and now and then he would pick them up and play with them for a while, even when he ate and slept, he maintained them as much as possible.
At this point he had reached, simply improving the number of runes is no longer very useful, he learned from many ancient books, and alchemical items with ancient runes, that in fact, the level of his understanding is not that deep.
He decided to take the time to organize what he had learned, if he could complete a book of magic runes, it would definitely produce better results than mastering a few hundred more new practical runes.
He also visited several experts in ancient magic runes - he had very few friends in this area, even the most talkative Tofty, knowledge in this area is quite limited.
In Felix's opinion, he might as well pose as an alchemist and mingle in alchemical circles. Before Nicolas Flamel introduced him to a few people, he also wrote a few letters expressing the idea of exchange, and then he slowly faded away, because the focus of both sides is completely different, the exchange always feels awkward.
Alchemists are more concerned about the selection and proportioning of alchemical materials, as well as the fusion of different properties, a rare recipe may sell for a sky-high price or become an untold secret. They are also concerned with the skills of using alchemical runes, especially the unique ways to implement functions.
Felix exchanged some knowledge with them, and then kept the communication on a low frequency.
He is not in a hurry, and if there is no suitable circle, he will build one himself: among the students who graduated last year, eight or nine of them still maintain correspondence with him, and the girl named Vera has the most active approach.
She has become a Curse-Breaker, a rather dangerous and serious profession, in which they may be killed by ancient wards, hexes, or curses, though the pay is correspondingly good.
Clammy Vera recently wrote to tell him that she is currently working in Egypt, where there are a huge number of ancient tombs and historical sites located, along with friendly colleagues.
She had even found a situation where practical runes were useful - many ancient defences and traps were inseparable from alchemy, and practical runes, with their superior magical properties compared to other alchemical runes, were often chosen by ancient wizards as the core of entire defense and counterattack systems.
In a recent operation, Vera accidentally found a practical rune hidden on the decoration pattern in the pit, through which she avoided a sinister curse and successfully reversed it.
Felix is not shy about giving pointers, and in his reply, he points out that for some alchemical traps that are less offensive but difficult to break at once, try overlapping a runic circuit to draw the magic out and let it run out of energy by itself.
...
On the other hand, Harry, Ron, and Hermione have not been idle, since Hagrid wrote to Professor Kettleburn asking for help, every day since then they go to Hagrid's hut to see how things are going.
There is something serious to do, which has also reduced Harry's resentment towards Hermione in a way. He knew Hermione meant well, but the firebolt he had just got in his hands was taken away by Professor McGonagall to check for possible black magic and curses, and he had to put up with the old Comet series, which had filled him with grievances.
It wasn't until near the beginning of the school year that Hagrid finally received a letter back.
"Read it, Hagrid, read it!" Harry said impatiently.
Hagrid ripped open the letter and cleared his throat, "Hagrid, it's good to hear from you, and I sympathize about what happened to Buckbeak, but there's nothing I can do about it, I really don't have any contacts in the Ministry of Magic, and you can't expect a lousy old man with sixty-two periods of probation and an unrewarding career change before he retires to have any good connections unless you want to meet a troll friend or two --"
The trio's expressions became odd, both regretful that Professor Kettleburn hadn't helped and stifled by his sardonic self-deprecation; they looked like they wanted to laugh, but desperately tried to hold it back, and Ron's eyebrows were going to fly over his head.
"So how do we--"
"Don't rush, there's more behind that." Hagrid said, "I'll keep reading - but I recommend you to someone who has enough prestige in the field of magical creatures and who, as it happens, is very interested in hippogriff, supposedly under the influence of his mother. I enclose the address, and you can write to him in the near future, and I will also write a letter explaining the situation to him. Yours faithfully, Silvanus Kettleburn." Hagrid finished reading the letter and looked up at them.
"Who is it? Who is the person he recommended?" Hermione asked hoarsely, she had recently caught a cold.
Hagrid lowered his head again, looked at the bottom of the letter, and read out a name with a wide eye, "Newton Scamander."
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Chapter 256 Black's Sudden Attack
Harry Potter: A Certain Ancient Rune Professor of Hogwarts (TL) by Crazy_Darkside_Cat
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When Hagrid said the name, the air went still for a while -
"Who's that?" Harry asked blankly, he looked at Ron, Ron showed an innocent expression; he looked at Hermione, Hermione is desperately trying to open her mind to recall the book she read.
Finally, they looked in unison at Hagrid, who said, not too comfortably, "You should have known, but I switched your textbooks - only for the third year - trying to do some attempt ..." He said the last sentence in a tiny voice.
The trio still couldn't understand, Hagrid felt compelled to keep explaining, his face reddening at a rate visible to the naked eye, even his full beard couldn't hide it: "Mr. Scamander wrote Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, which used to be the textbook at Hogwarts until I took over the Care of Magical Creatures class."
With that said, it became clear to the three of them why they didn't know, because this year Hagrid changed the textbook to a new one, and it just happened to be only for the third year.
Harry couldn't help but think: maybe the creatures in the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" weren't 'interesting' enough, so Hagrid developed the idea of replacing it with "The Monster Book of Monsters".
After writing the letter in Hagrid's hut, they were ready to go to the Owlery to find Hedwig to mail the letter. When passing through the whomping willow, Harry suddenly heard a dangerous wind sound from behind him, he subconsciously lowered his head, turned around, and drew his wand, his eyes glanced upward, just in time to see a large black-furred dog jumping high up.
Harry's eyes widened in horror, an omen of death! He could even see the big black dog's light-colored eyes and inch-long teeth, and before he could react, it had leaped over him, turned, and pounced on Ron, dragging him deeper into the forbidden forest with its maw.
"Expelliarmus!"
The special training in the summer and the recent dueling self-study group came into play, and Harry used his best magic directly.
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Ravenclaw's Head office.
Felix picked up a slice of peanut butter bread while watching Professor Flitwick struggle to cast a spell, his wand held diagonally, his left hand assisting the spell casting, blue magic constantly shaping and trying to condense into a spherical structure.
The spell didn't take shape until Felix finished his seventh slice, and he felt choked, so he stopped eating.
"It still doesn't work-" Flitwick sighed and waved his hand to disperse the magic, "My understanding of zooming spells still stops at the foundation of modern magic."
"Then how did you master those ancient magic before?"
" Relying on time accumulation, it took me three years to master a defense magic." Flitwick shook his head, "Actually, I learned it more out of interest than out of envy of its power."
"But I don't think simplified magic is inferior to ancient magic, especially when I've mastered more than a thousand spells."
"A thousand?"
Felix smacked his lips a little, he also mastered a lot of spells, but he couldn't compare to the old professor after all. And this is still the number of magic spells that Flitwick mastered during a ' certain period ', as for how many it is now, it is really hard to say.
"What kind of magic spell most among them, Filius?'' He tried to understand the professor's path.
Flitwick waved his wand and the floor rose into a step, he stepped on the small step and sat on the chair opposite Felix, "Many of the spells I have mastered are life spells, but in fact, spells are spells, each revealing the mystery of magic, even if it is very small."
Felix mulled over this statement, "Filius, is there a reason why my magic theory has not been progressing lately?"
"Progress?" Flitwick asked in surprise, "Can you accurately judge whether you have progressed or not? I think most people improve unknowingly ... before that, every spell they cast and every study they do may add to their boost."
Felix blinked, "It is - similar to a sudden sense of enlightenment, as if the past knowledge all of a sudden melt together."
Flitwick said cheerfully: "This state can not be found, I still remember when I was thirty years old, I have been struggling to learn all the spells but can not use them that much, but I really like magic spells. Until when I woke up one morning, my understanding of magic suddenly went up a notch, and I've never doubted my choice since then."
Only one sentence came to Felix's mind, all rivers met the sea.
Since seeing Ravenclaw's memory magic, Slytherin's bloodline research, and Dumbledore's Transfiguration, and recognizing Flitwick's charm path, he couldn't help but think: maybe every professor at Hogwarts is more or less walking their own magical path?
In his opinion, the so-called magical path is a perspective to know the world, and to be blunter, a tool to know magic.
While Flitwick observed and understood the construction of the entire building of magic through charms, he accomplished this step-through runes. In Felix's vision, if possible, he will replace all the spells with magic runes to cast spells.
Although currently, there is no half hope in sight ~
Felix wanted to understand Flitwick's view on the magic spell, but at that moment, a silver cat suddenly appeared in the office, it opened its mouth and produced Professor McGonagall's anxious voice: "Filius, come to the hospital wing quickly, it is suspected that Sirius Black attacked Harry Potter."
Felix and Flitwick looked at each other in surprise, they rushed to the hospital wing, on the way, Felix couldn't help but wonder, it can't be fake news, right?
In order to solve the problem of Harry's safety, he deliberately asked Harry's Sneakoscope over, and re-enchanted it, as long as the Sneakoscope found Sirius Black's trial, he would get a synchronized warning here.
But the current situation is that he did not receive any feedback from the Sneakoscope.
At the hospital wing, Professor McGonagall walked around the entrance, her hands tangled together, "Oh, there you are." As they approached, they saw Dumbledore communicating with Madam Pomfrey with a serious face.
Dumbledore said insistently, "Poppy, I need just five minutes, it's important." Madam Pomfrey then compromised.
He saw Flitwick and Felix, so he said in a deep voice: " Let's go in together."
In the ward, Ron is lying on the bed, one of his legs is hoisted up and bandaged. Harry and Hermione were sitting on the side.
When they saw the professors enter, they yelled in a jumble of words.
"Headmaster, it's Black, he's the big black dog--"
"He can turn into a human, no, into an animal!"
"Professor, he, he's an Animagus!"
The ward fell silent for a moment, and Dumbledore asked softly, "Animagus? You're talking about Sirius Black, not some other guy?"
"That's him, I'm absolutely right, Ron and Hermione saw him too, didn't you?" Harry craned his head for support.
"Exactly!"
"Indeed it is."
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PettanKo· Mar 11, 2023
It is kinda frustrating that you know sirius is innocent and scabbers is peter.... Like hell they discredit our man sirius. MC should have read or watch the whole series damn
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Degoneth· Jul 28, 2023
This is a translated Chinese novel. MC was probably Chinese in his past life and only watched some of the the movies which is at least a decade ago.
I read all the books and watched all the movies not counting many fanfictions but still only remember main points and most important characters after so many years. Chinese people usually have far less western influence in their lives thus not remembering most things is totally normal.
Just think like that. Maybe he didn't even read or watch this part of the saga.
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Chapter 257 Gradually Clear
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"I have a question," interrupted Felix, "Why I didn't get an alarm from the sneakoscope?"
The originally excited trio suddenly went quiet, and an uncomfortable silence filled the air. After a few seconds, Harry said with shame, "I forgot to bring it Professor, and I changed into new clothes."
"It seems that the short period of peaceful life has made you lose your vigilance."
Felix said calmly, he didn't look angry, but Harry felt even more guilty, his face burning brightly.
Dumbledore looked at the trio, "So, you didn't detect Sirius Black early because you forgot to bring the sneakoscope, what happened next, and why did you identify him as an Animagus?"
Harry looked up, "We were coming back from Hagrid's place because of the Buckbeak case ..." he paused, "and when we passed near the whomping willow, a big black dog jumped out of nowhere and he, he attacked Ron, dead set on taking him away."
Felix saw a light of doubt flash across Dumbledore's gaze, which happened to be something he himself didn't understand. Isn't Black after Harry, how can he give up the opportunity within his reach to attack Harry's companion instead?
Let Harry also experience the pain of losing his friend? It doesn't make sense.
"I went blank, subconsciously used the Disarming Charm, the spell hit the big black dog's body, knocking him out of the way, and that's when -" Harry said, wide-eyed: "I saw the big black dog's head flicker for a second, and it turned into Black's face, and I've seen his wanted list so many times that there's absolutely no way I would mistake him for someone."
"The big black dog then rolled twice on the floor, Hagrid suddenly ran out of his hut and yelled in our direction, and Black turned and ran away."
Harry did not mention something, that big black dog looked at him at that time oddly, seemed to be partly angry, and with relief ... was he blinded, how could he think so?
He continued, "Hagrid carried Ron to the hospital wing, and then he left, saying he was going to search the entire Forbidden Forest."
Sounds a bit like exasperation ... Forbidden Forest is not merely a small piece of land next to Hogwarts. The Forbidden Forest can accommodate Acromantula, centaurs, unicorns, trolls, and werewolves at the same time, it definitely can't be described as small.
In fact, Hagrid's emotions were much more exaggerated than Harry had described, and it looked as if he was going to tear Black apart in his rage.
Dumbledore said softly, "So that's what happened." He closed his eyes and sat quietly aside, Flitwick couldn't help but ask: "Felix, can your sneakoscope detect the Animagus form?"
Felix nodded and said, "Theoretically it is feasible, because I designed it at the beginning to target both name, bloodline, and magic." He looked at Professor McGonagall with some hesitation, "Of course, I am not an Animagus myself ..."
"If so ..." Professor McGonagall said thoughtfully, "it is indeed possible to find an Animagus, the Animagus transformation is not similar to ordinary animal transformation, the wizard preserves the ability to do magic and the ability to think like a human. "
"And it's not clear what form Black was when he tried to infiltrate the castle last time, if it was an Animagus, it's telling, Albus--"
Dumbledore said approvingly, "I'm thinking the same thing as you, Minerva. The question I was just pondering was why Black was fixated on Mr. Weasley," he looked at Ron, " Is there any particular reason?"
Ron said uneasily, "I, I don't know, sir. I don't have anything on me ..." He looked down at himself and suddenly realized with a start, "Scabbers is gone!"
"Is that your pet mouse?"
"That's right, it was just here. It probably got scared and hid somewhere."
Felix gave Ron a look, he drew his wand and quickly called out, "Accio Scabbers!" However, there is no response, "Not around-"
Black's inexplicable obsession with Ron, the sudden discovery of Animagus, and what could be wrong with Ron if he is okay ...
He looked at Dumbledore and said in a quiet voice, "Headmaster, things may not be quite as we thought."
Dumbledore did not judge that easily: "There is one person who can tell us the answer ... Minerva, Remus is still in his office?"
"All the time, he isn't feeling well these days." Professor McGonagall said vaguely.
Hermione said pointedly, "Headmaster Dumbledore? You guys know that Professor Lupin is, is a-"
"Yes, I know." Dumbledore said, his tone having a meaning the conversation would end here, "Remus has been in his office for the past few days, dealing with some old problems, and he hasn't had the energy to focus on anything else. But I need to talk to him in-depth, he might be able to provide some information we don't know."
Dumbledore stood up, his gaze falling from his high nose to Harry, "I want you to stay in the castle for the next little while, don't go outside, and keep the sneakoscope with you."
The professors left, Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other and were just about to speak, but Madam Pomfrey walked in, and she reapplied a layer of white ointment over Ron's wound, which hurt so much that Ron grimaced, but soon he felt less pain and the wound area tickled.
"The boy needs time to recover, you should not stay here for too long." Madam Pomfrey cautioned, pursing her lips and saying with a stern expression, "Why do you always get yourselves into such a mess?"
Harry said sombrely, "I'd like to know the answer to that question, as well."
When only the three of them were left in the ward, the room went quiet, except for the sound of Ron's occasional deep breathing because his wounds hurt and itched, as if the whole repair process had accelerated a dozen times.
Hermione suddenly spoke out, "Harry, have you ever thought that Black's target was never you?"
Harry wanted to open his mouth to retort, but he could not say anything else. He also thought it is possible, and it made him a little ashamed, as if his long preparation is a joke.
But what did that have to do with Ron?
Hermione fished out the beaded pouch and took the chestnut wood memory disk from it, "We can try to piece together the memories and combine what we saw together."
A few moments later -
"Look here, isn't it obvious enough? Black's goal is clear, it is Ron, but Ron ... is not supposed to ah ~ Black was imprisoned when he was a baby."
Hermione said very naggingly, "Is there anyone in your family who has an enmity with Black?"
"Or maybe he was brain-damaged by the Dementors," Ron said sullenly.
"Remember the information we overheard at the Three Broomsticks about Minister Fudge saying that Black talked in a coherent manner and asked him for a newspaper, that doesn't sound like something a madman would do."
"What does that tell you? Wasn't there a rumour that the dark lord had secret contact with the dementors, and those capes might have looked at their master's face and given him the benefit of the doubt."
"Ron, use your brain, it's rusting," Hermione said in exasperation.
Harry did think of the key, "The newspaper, you mean, he saw the newspaper ... and broke out of prison within days after that. The key is the newspaper, Ron, remember the letter you wrote to me on holiday? In it was a clipping of your family winning the Daily Prophet's annual award."
Ron had a surprised look on his face, "So Black saw the news about our family winning the award and suddenly went crazy with jealousy and came over here specifically to try to kill me? Merlin, it's only 700 galleons! And it's already almost spent ..."
Then he said with disgust: "Why should Fudge carry a newspaper with him, his brain was flattened by Buckbeak?"
Hermione said, "It can't be that reason, Harry, I can't figure it out yet, but we'll have to find the newspaper of that time and see if there's any missing information."
Harry added, "And Professor Lupin, I bet he knows something, just look at Dumbledore's attitude."
Hermione looked a little hesitant, "Oh, Harry - I think it would be better for us to visit the professor after a couple of days when they confirm that there is no problem ..."
On the other hand, Felix separated from Dumbledore halfway through, Dumbledore did not want anyone to interrupt his conversation with Lupin.
But for Felix, some clues are already in front of him, he just needs to re-sort the information at hand to find out the most likely few guesses.
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ACertainPassingUser· Jan 6, 2023
Those kids aren't that open-minded to get to the conclusion of "Harry, have you ever thought that Black's target was never you?"
They only understand the whole scabbers is Peter pettigrew after the plot twist incident. It's simply out of the box idea that became good plot twist.
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