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Chapter 111 Dumbledore's Afternoon Tea

Harry Potter: A Certain Ancient Rune Professor of Hogwarts (TL) by Crazy_Darkside_Cat

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The young wizards in the great hall, eating their breakfast and murmured.

Hermione borrowed a newspaper from the person eating next to her and pointed to the text on it, "Look here, 'After tampering with the wizards' memories and obtaining their stories, Lockhart used Obliviate on them. So far only seven victims could be found, and their memories were permanently impaired.'"

The chicken leg in Ron's mouth stopped tasting good, "So, I almost lost my memory forever?"

He felt disbelief, with the level of magic that Lockhart displayed on a regular basis, and he was also repeatedly able to sneak up on him.

Harry also said with palpitations: " or you might not even know that you had lost your memory, who would have thought that he is a master of Obliviate ?"

"It's terrible to think I spent a week in an office with someone like that." Ron took a big gulp of pumpkin juice.

"I wonder who captured Lockhart?"

"Wasn't it Auror from the Ministry of Magic, I heard it from Dean."

"No way, I asked the Fat Lady, and she said no outsiders came that day at all," Hermione said casually.

"How did she know?" Ron looked shocked, " it's just a portrait."

"Ron, the portrait also retains its own character, the Fat Lady is keen on opera and chatting, she often visits other portraits when no one around." Hermione narrowed her eyes, "She'll be happy to share some gossip with you as long as you compliment her a few more times on how well she sings."

"And to be fair, her songs weren't that bad."

...

Later that afternoon, in the Headmaster's office, Felix and Dumbledore sat face to face as they discussed the aftermath of Lockhart's arrest.

On the table lay several plates of cupcakes and cookies, along with two glasses of pumpkin juice.

"Sadly, there may be more people harmed than initially anticipated," Dumbledore said softly.

"More than his adventures?"

"Yes. He can't guarantee that every story he encounters will be engaging enough."

Felix flipped through the few newspaper pages on the table, "How come I didn't see anything from Rita Skeeter?" That isn't like her.

Is she afraid her attack on Lockhart will be exposed? But memories are rarely used as evidence, especially when the perpetrator himself is a master of said magic. Even if Lockhart identified Rita Skeeter in court, it wouldn't matter much.

"She's in the middle of some trouble." Dumbledore used a small fork to stab a piece of cake, "It tastes quite good, Felix, I highly recommend it."

Felix put one piece in his mouth, "Would she put herself in trouble? She's a smart one."

Dumbledore gave him a look, "Smart people will make mistakes as well, and they are more prone to find loopholes in the rules than the average person, so the mistakes they make are probably bigger."

"So the trouble she's in is-"

"According to the information I got, she did everything she could to inquire about the inside story of Lockhart's arrest, and then rushed to register as Animagus the same day at the Ministry of Magic."

"Animagus." Felix swallowed the cake and repeated. "Yeah, Animagus, an illegal Animagus ..."

He finally understood why Rita Skeeter had made a move on Lockhart.

"I guess, her transformation must be some kind of tiny creature." Felix sounded very sure.

"It is a beetle." Dumbledore said calmly, "If the truth is as we think, there is a reason why she has been well-informed all these years. From what we can discern, Lockhart has been hit by an Obliviate, but he has got free from the effects of the spell, which puts her in a very awkward spot."

Memories can be falsified, but magic doesn't lie. If Lockhart did testify that Rita Skeeter is an illegal Animagus, there must be quite a few people in the Ministry of Magic who would be interested in inspecting it.

Rita Skeeter has been acting recklessly these past few years, and I don't know how many people she has pissed off.

"I don't think she'll have it easy as she wants," Felix said.

After a moment of silence, Felix spoke, "Headmaster Dumbledore, there is still five months until the next academic year, what about the school's Defense Against the Dark Arts class?"

Dumbledore also showed a distressed expression, he could not help but smack his lips and sighed and say, "The professor for this course change really fast."

"So, the curse of the Dark Lord is true?"

"I guess so, since I refused Voldemort, no teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts has been able to teach it for more than a year." Dumbledore said, "I think he must be very angry to be rejected twice."

"Twice?" Felix looked at him with a bizarre expression. "You rejected him twice?"

He, himself, got rejected three times, and he's still eating cake in the Headmaster's office.

"No, Felix." Dumbledore blinked and said light-heartedly, "Headmaster Dippet thought he was too young and rejected him. After that, he disappeared for ten years and when he came to apply for a job again, I could hardly recognize him and I rejected him explicitly."

"Professor Snape, however, has always had this class on his mind." Felix banged the side drum for his house head.

"Severus ...," Dumbledore raised an eyebrow, "I will not give him this class."

"Why? In the years I attended, no one died, only one or two suffered minor injuries, and it doesn't look like the curse had much effect."

"That's because no one has ever been in this course for more than a year." Dumbledore sighed softly. "That's the only solution I've come up with, but after thirty years, this course doesn't have a good reputation anymore, and it's getting harder and harder to find qualified teachers."

This is indeed true.

Felix rejected the Defense Against Dark Arts class because, on the one hand, the default term of appointment for the course is one year, which has never been an exception and does not suit his purpose; on the other hand, it is a really nefarious position, and every professor more or less had an accident by the end of the term.

But in his opinion, this time there is not much risk. Snape can totally substitute six months of classes, a big deal, handed it over to the new professor the next year.

Felix voiced his suggestion.

"But Severus will be staying and teaching at Hogwarts next year, won't he?" Dumbledore looked at him meaningfully.

"You mean the curse won't stop as long as the person remains in the school?" Felix asked keenly.

"That's what I've observed. I have also invited a few outgoing professors for the Defense Against the Dark Arts course to change to other positions, resulting in serious mishaps ..." Dumbledore fell into reminiscence, "but it doesn't matter if they take a class or two in temporary."

He revealed very alarming information, which is almost saying that once tainted with the curse, you must flee Hogwarts in a year at most, otherwise, even if you step down from the position of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, you will not be safe.

Dumbledore seeking anyone, except Snape.

Felix completely dismissed the idea of helping him to secure a teaching position in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and the two began to discuss the curse itself.

"How did he do it?" Felix asked.

It seemed unbelievable to him because Voldemort's curse is linked a little too closely to Hogwarts.

Hogwarts itself, in fact, has a very good defense ward, it is difficult to be affected by external influence.

"What follows are all speculation on my part, and is considered to be tea-time banter."

"Of course."

"I think Voldemort cleverly used the identity of the Slytherin heir, plus he himself is very good at curses ... In short, when the two are combined, result in phenomenal results." Dumbledore said.

"Voldemort can influence the operation of Hogwarts?" Felix asked as he felt chills. This claim is amazing ...

"No, Felix. The Hogwarts order has existed for a thousand years, and even if Salazar Slytherin ever returned, he would not be able to reclaim the Hogwarts."

"Then--"

"Voldemort paid a huge price, and from all the indications, he gave up Hogwarts' protection forever - a privilege that belongs exclusively to the descendants of the four founders - he used the authority and shelter that he was given, and with his own hatred to cast this curse."

After a long silence -

"And the way to lift this curse is?"

"Voldemort's death." Dumbledore lowered his gaze.

"So you knew he wasn't dead for a long time?"

"Yes, I always knew." Dumbledore murmured, "The existence of the curse suggests it."

The two discussed the curse for quite a long time next, and Felix knew a lot of information about Hogwarts.

When Felix excused himself and left, Dumbledore sat quietly in his chair, on the table with the long thin legs, there placed a set of rare and odd silverware, whirling and emitting small puffs of smoke.

Portraits of the old Headmaster on the wall, they whispered and murmured about what the pair had just talked about.

On the cabinet shelf opposite to the table lays a tattered and crumpled wizard's hat. At the moment, a crack near the rim of the sorting hat opened up like a mouth: "Dumbledore, this is not like you."

Dumbledore slender fingers joined together, "Do you have any insight, the sorting hat of the House? I'm all ears."

"You've said a lot today, and I thought ... you'd keep it all buried deep inside."

"Maybe I simply got hooked on the conversation, and Felix is a good listener."

"Maybe ... but you're revealing a bit of the Hogwarts hidden secrets, which is exclusively for the Headmasters. Dumbledore ..."

The portraits on the wall all stared at Dumbledore.

"... I guess, you are trying to groom that boy?"

Dumbledore gave a little smile, his beard twitching gently: "sorting hat, how do you see him, from your own point of view?"

"He wants to research me, I can see that, though he hides that idea deeply. What a fine wizard. He reminds me of Lady Ravenclaw, and I am very much looking forward towards his growth."

Dumbledore showed an astonished expression, he and the Sorting Hat spent nearly half a century together, he naturally knew that although the Sorting Hat respects all four founders, it has the most special feelings for two of them, one is Gryffindor, the other is Ravenclaw.

This is very high praise from the Sorting Hat.

The old man regained his composure and said: "Voldemort's presence is getting stronger and stronger, and I have a feeling it will not be very far from his return. I also have to make some preparations, although it may not always be useful."

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> Harry Potter: A Certain Ancient Rune Professor of Hogwarts (TL) > Chapter 112 Extra Guidance

Chapter 112 Extra Guidance

Harry Potter: A Certain Ancient Rune Professor of Hogwarts (TL) by Crazy_Darkside_Cat

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Later in the day, Felix had mentioned the conversation with Dumbledore to Snape, and the professor had left in silence.

Maybe he wasn't hopeful ... Felix watched his back and thought silently.

Time skipped to Saturday, and Felix finally got a big chunk of free time.

He took out the memory spells material copied from Lockhart's office and studied them carefully. It could be seen that Lockhart attached great importance to this information, it's filled with plausible personal notes, and part of the ink is still very new, it couldn't be more than two weeks old.

'It's not as if Lockhart hasn't done anything decent for most of the year.'

According to Felix's thoughts, perhaps Lockhart never took teaching to his heart and just mingled as much as he could. Waiting for a year to pass away, he sold a lot of books, memory magic can also have some progress, and most crucially, he can write a book like "The Professor Under the Curse" or "My Year at Hogwarts" kind of book.

This is not a challenge for Lockhart, who could even modify stories that were abandoned in the past and use them directly.

At least he saw in the manuscript of Lockhart's interview, which the trio had copied, a considerable amount of space was devoted to the crooked old wizard's experience in solving the curse of dark magic items, but this part is not placed in his "Wandering with Werewolves".

It would make perfect sense if Lockhart intended to link this part, with the Hogwarts curse, to present himself as a master who is good at solving curses.

Felix ignored the notes from the material of Lockhart and carefully read the original manuscript - although the term original manuscript is not appropriate, because the entire material was copied by Lockhart, and this is the most regrettable part for him.

But from the lines, he still felt a sense of familiarity.

What exactly is it, has he read a different book by the same author?

Felix went through thousands of magic books in his thinking room, and he got a bit of a migraine.

Late in the evening, Felix let out a soft sigh of relief and put down the material in his hands.

The harvest is great.

In addition to Lockhart's own signature magic, Obliviate (Ancient Magic Version), he had also gained some scattered and trivial tips on Occlumency.

After combining the insights about memory magic from Lockhart, the diary, Snape, and his knowledge, perhaps he could obtain a new level six magic spells after working on it for a while.

Whether it is an Occlumency or Obliviate? For Felix, it was really hard to choose.

"And with two versions of the Obliviate spell, I have a chance to sort out the simplified concept of modern magic and go back to the source to restore the ancient magic from the modern one."

It is another long-term project, but for Felix, it is a million-dollar affair.

Felix kept thinking about it, and he felt that the biggest gain from his return to Hogwarts, besides the growing number of practical ancient runes, this would be his biggest gain.

He even tapped into a number of interesting ideas from this material, which can solve the puzzles that arose from the diary.

" Lockhart is really a Treasure Wizard, unfortunately, he's going to Azkaban."

...

A little later, his own young assistant reported in a time.

Felix put the memory charm materials away and took out the two-foot thick parchments from the corner.

These were the assignments turned in by the young wizards in dueling class.

"Well ... we have to divide the work neatly, I'll give the evaluation, and you will be recording it," Felix said, he felt his assistant was somewhat sluggish in the sparring match with Harry.

But she is the most determined among the young wizards, who learned the Disarming Charm according to his " division method ".

It is necessary to give her some extra care as a benefit.

"This ..." Felix picked up the first parchment and looked at the data in the table on it, "Tsk!" Without saying anything, he handed it to Hermione.

"Professor, what should I write?" The young witch asked, holding a quill in her hand.

"Give him a question mark, an exaggerated one."

Hermione: "????"

"The data is made up." Professor Hap said shortly.

"Professor Hap, how do you figure it out?"

"His stats are excellent, but I've noticed him in dueling class, and he didn't learn the disarming charm and has problems with even the most basic wand form ... probably copied a good student' stats."

Hermione nodded as she wrote down a question mark on the parchment.

"The second one, let me see ..." Felix circled a few lines of data, "His problem is that his foundation is too poor, it is recommended to review the specific chapters of the charms textbook, which is mentioned in detail in the material. Miss Granger, mark the specific entries for me."

"Okay." She wrote down "focus on what is mentioned in the fifth article of the study material" with ease - she knew the study material of the Disarming Charm by heart.

Hermione finished writing her annotations on the parchment, then looked at the data Felix had circled, and she understood it all at once.

This student named Erebus, most of his difficulties are concentrated in the major category of 'operation standard', and slightly on other categories such as 'essential theory', 'spellcasting mentality', 'magic comprehension', etc.

Time passed, Hermione continued to follow Professor Hap's description, writing down various suggestions on the parchment, Professor Hap didn't do anything, he would only highlight the key data and mark it out.

As she has seen more and more problems, her understanding of the disarming charm is becoming clearer and clearer.

With many suggestions made by Felix, she is able to understand a good deal compared to the key data that the professor had underlined.

This is a matter of handling specifications, and this is a matter of mindset ... which is also reflected in the self-evaluation.

Felix will also give various tips, such as the spell casting mentality part, he gave the approach of " imagine a tall man wielding a broomstick to attack you, and you are using your mind to make the broomstick in his hand fly over."

She also wrote up Professor Hap's explanation - "The mindset of the disarming charm is a self-preservation mindset, to be determined to make the enemy lose the ability to hurt you."

Hermione could not resist asking: "Professor, do we have to visualize this idea to succeed?"

"When you become proficient, there is no necessity. Some elite Auror can even cast disarming charms while sleeping. But when you have yet to master the charm, this right mindset will speed up your progress."

Hermione nodded.

Halfway through the grading, Hermione yawned impishly.

"Let's continue tomorrow evening, I suggest you spend more time practicing the disarming charm tomorrow during the day, you might get some surprises," Felix said to his assistant.

The next day, evening.

"It's really improved!" Hermione said excitedly.

She didn't wait until morning, but practiced by herself when she got back last night.

It has a strange feeling, when the wand was waved, she could realize which part she did not do well.

The advice and tips she had written down in a stroke of her own quill kept popping up in her head.

During the day, she spent a lot of time practicing, and she was progressing almost at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Felix smiled, "We'll finish grading today, and I think, by that time, your understanding of the disarming charm will be excellent."

...

In the following week, time flew by and the answer parchments, which were only used in the fifth and seventh years, appeared in the ancient magic rune class of the other years one after another.

There is a buzz among the young wizards about this new teaching tool.

During one day in the great hall, Professor McGonagall asked him some information about the answer parchment, and Felix answered her cheerfully.

Professor McGonagall stayed where she is with a thoughtful face.

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> Harry Potter: A Certain Ancient Rune Professor of Hogwarts (TL) > Chapter 113 Ministry of Magic

Chapter 113 Ministry of Magic

Harry Potter: A Certain Ancient Rune Professor of Hogwarts (TL) by Crazy_Darkside_Cat

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February 4, Saturday, 9:30 am.

Felix, fully dressed, stood in front of the fireplace, then his figure disappeared from the office amidst a puff of bright-green flames.

And when Felix exited the public fireplace, he already reached Diagon Alley.

Diagon Alley is the most famous wizarding commercial district in the British wizarding world, which contains many big-name stores, bars, offices, and large enterprises.

Gringotts, Broken Cauldron Bar, the main office of the Daily Prophet, and the Ollivander, Madam Malkin's Robes, Flourish and Blotts Bookseller, and Apothecary, and many more associated with the little wizards, were all here.

However, Felix just passing by. He patted the dust on his body with his bowler hat, and the next second, he appeared directly in a dark, and narrow alley using apparition.

When Felix came out of the alley, he is standing on what looked like a very desolate street, where there were only a few dilapidated-looking low-rise office buildings, a small saloon, and a dusty antique car.

He walked some distance to the red phone booth by the wall - it looked pretty lousy, tattered, red paint peeling off in large pieces, broken glass, a slightly sane person would not even bother to enter to explore it.

But Felix went inside, he picked up the phone hanging crookedly, dialled the number "62442", and waited quietly.

A few seconds later, a cold woman's voice echoed through the phone.

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please state your name and the reason for your visit."

Felix said calmly, "Felix Hap, invited to the awarding ceremony of Damocles Belby."

"Thank you," a cold voice of the woman stated, "Guest, please take the badge and pin it to the front of your shirt."

A square, silver badge slid out of the coin slot, which read, Felix Hap, temporarily admitted for a visit.

"Guest of the Ministry of Magic, you will be required to be checked at the security checkpoint and register your wand. The security checkpoint is located at the end of the main hall."

Felix pinned his badge on his robe, and his thought at the moment is, is this woman even a real person?

But the floor of the phone booth suddenly trembled, and he slowly descended into the ground. After about a minute, the phone booth stopped trembling.

"The Ministry of Magic hopes you to have a great day." The woman's voice stated.

The door jerked open and Felix stepped out, a gleaming lobby appeared before him.

He walked on the glossy dark floor with rows of plated fireplaces embedded in the walls on either side, which for the official members of the Ministry of Magic way of commuting.

Perhaps being a weekend, there weren't many people, nevertheless, there were three to two wizards still busy. A pimply-faced young man with a wobbly stack of parchments in his arms passed by him.

Felix looked at his back, the one just now seemed to be an acquaintance of his?

He shook his head and walked past the fountain in the center of the foyer to a desk. Behind the desk sat a wizard in peacock blue robes and a poorly shaven beard.

Above his head, there is a sign that reads "Security Clearance".

Felix tapped his finger on the table, "Good morning, sir, l am here to register my wand." The wizard looked up and put down the Daily Prophet in his hand.

" Over here." The wizard stated in a dull tone.

Felix approached him, and the male wizard raised a long gold rod, as thin as a car's antenna, and he swept it across Felix's front and back from top to bottom.

"A wand." The security wizard muttered, extending his hand.

Felix flipped his wrist and flicked a wand out of his sleeve.

The male wizard froze, "I've seen quite a few Auror conceal their wands like that, you're a newbie Auror?"

"I serve at Hogwarts," Felix said briefly.

"Geez, that's a good job ..." The male wizard's attitude warmed up quite a bit, "My name is Eric Munch, usually in charge of security, and occasionally doing guard duty."

"Felix, you can call me that."

Eric threw the wand at an oddly shaped, scales-like brass machine. The machine began to vibrate slightly.

The male wizard was in the middle of a conversation, "What class do you teach? I heard that Professor Kettleburn is retiring, is he still around? His class was so awful that when I was in school ..."

"Mr. Munch," Felix interrupted, "Professor Kettleburn is still teaching the young wizards, and I'm in charge of the ancient runes."

As far as he knew, Professor Kettlebone is indeed retiring, but his replacement is readily available now- Rubeus Hagrid.

Dumbledore is actively attempting to pacify him and restore his reputation. But it seems to be going not so smoothly, because the murderer who opened the chamber has yet to be caught, Felix has planned to throw the diary out at the right time.

But this matter must be scheduled after speaking with Dobby. Otherwise, if something goes wrong in the middle, he is afraid that he will not be able to see that reckless elf.

In fact, the matter of restoring reputation and appointing as a professor, Dumbledore himself can solve it, he only needs to mention a sentence at a holiday dinner. But in order to allow Hagrid to use his wand openly, it is necessary to obtain the recognition of the Ministry of Magic.

And the Ministry of Magic has always been the representative of a tough figure to talk to.

"Tick tock!" A narrow piece of parchment flew out of the brass machine's bottom opening, and Eric ripped the paper off and read the words on it.

"Thirteen inches, ebony, with a dragon heartstring core for the wand, ten years old. Is that correct?"

"Very accurate," Felix said mildly.

"I'll keep this one," the wizard said, jabbing the strip of parchment onto a tiny brass staple. "You can have this back." he grabbed the wand with one hand.

"Thanks."

"Wait a minute," Eric asked, his hand reaching halfway across the desk as he paused to take a good look at the badge on Felix's chest.

He said slowly, "I remember you just mentioned that your name is Felix, Felix Hap? That ... one who prompted the 8-7 dueling contract."

The tip of Eric Munch's nose flushed and his nostrils expanded excitedly as if he had seen something remarkable.

"Can you tell me, what were your thoughts at the time? I mean, they're one of the 28 purebloods! Even though I can't stand them myself - I'm half-blood - there's something about the fact that they've been around for hundreds of years. But it's such a shame that one of them has now left Britain forever ..." he chattered.

Felix calmly held out his hand, and the inky wand in the male wizard's hand flew to his hand with a "whoosh", "I'm in a hurry, we can talk again later." He nodded at Eric Munch and turned to leave.

Felix took the elevator to the second floor, he followed the door sign all the way through the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes, the Department of Misuse of Muggle Artefacts, and the Office for the Detection and Confiscation of Counterfeit Defensive Spells and Protective Objects, and finally found the Wizengamot Headquarters.

On the left side of the office, there are two oak doors that opened inwards and look very heavy. On the door, there is a conspicuous sign - meeting room No. 3.

As Felix approached, from inside a very familiar, drawn-out voice spoke: "The taste of the potion is not important, my personal habit is to increase the amount of aconite ..."

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andyjh· Sep 25, 2023

Gringotts, Broken Cauldron Bar, the main office of the Daily Prophet, and the Ollivander, Madam Malkin's Robes, Flourish and Blotts Bookseller, and Apothecary, and many more associated with the little wizards, were all here.

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