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Chapter 127 Memory

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

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She also saw Felix, and she immediately wanted to leave. But she seemed to thought of something and abruptly remained where she is, though her expression became proud.

Felix stood next to her, "It's rare to have such a serene time at the castle."

She raised her eyebrows in wonder, but quickly regained her composure. She followed Felix's gaze and looked up, a red haze reflected in her eyes.

Neither of them spoke, quietly watching the setting sun's afterglow illuminate the sky in brilliant orange-red colour.

It grew fainter and lighter, and when the last glimmer of light disappeared, twilight fell.

The ghost's silvery-white transparent body also seemed to darken as Lady Grey's gaze went over, her expression mellowed.

"I apologize for my rudeness last time," Felix said.

She tried her best to keep her tone calmer, "No, I was the one who was too sensitive ... I always lose my temper over the smallest things."

The two talked for a few minutes, Felix did not talk anything about the history of Hogwarts, Helena, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Bloody baron, they just simply chatted about the weather, the humans, and the wonder of the world.

"... The Magical Congress of the United States of America - similar to the Ministry of Magic over here - has made at least five relocations of their headquarters, just to avoid the eyes of the public," Felix said.

"Is that so? There was no such organization in the time I lived ..."

"Because the MACUSA was just founded three hundred years ago. Wizards, over there, are very secretive in their activities, and the laws are harsh and very unfriendly to outsiders." Felix introduced, "I think it's because they have come close to exposing the entire wizarding community a few times."

"The most controversial one is the Rappaport law they made at the end of the eighteenth century, a law that states that wizards and ordinary people must be completely segregated and strictly forbids friendship and marriage between them."

Intrigued by this, Ms. Gray asked him for more details.

"A very clichéd opening of a witch falling in love with a handsome muggle, but unfortunately he is the offspring of a purger ..."

Hogwarts grew a little darker, shrouding the figures of Felix and Lady Grey in darkness.

"... Until the end, they couldn't guarantee if they had erased the memories of all the people involved, and to prevent such things from happening, this law came into being."

The story of Felix is over.

Ms. Gray floated off with interest.

...

Felix returned to his office, where he reorganized the important events of the recent past - the

The further conversation with Dobby.

Tossing out the diary and restoring Hagrid's reputation.

The rest were less important, or not time-bound things, such as writing a new book, researching ancient magic, examining the Room of Requirement, making snakeskin soft armour, learning memory magic, etc.

And memory magic ...

Felix became intrigued, and he prepared to attempt again the operation he had once completed.

He tapped his wand on the silver floral inlaid cup in front of him, and in a burst of deformation, it quickly morphed into a small squirrel.

"Well ..."

He then constructed a memory fragment in his brain, and pressed the tip of his wand against his forehead, drawing out wisps of silvery filaments.

The silver filaments floated on top of his palm, emitting silver specks of light around his hand.

Felix carefully incorporates the memory fragments into the squirrel -

Its expression became animated, and the little squirrel lifted its head and stared straight at him.

"Do you have anything to say?" Felix asked softly.

He knew it wouldn't open its mouth because the memory didn't contain the linguistic input, it's merely equivalent to a code word, and the squirrel began to move. It stood on the table and looked around, and soon brought a quill to him in its mouth.

Felix tapped on the table again, and it quickly ran to the other side of the table, this time bringing back a piece of parchment.

"Very good."

He nodded, then watched quietly as he gave this memory two instructions in addition to some habits of the little squirrel that he understood.

At the moment, for example, the little squirrel hid in its big fluffy tail and carefully poked its head out, its black eyes staring at him.

After about seven or eight minutes, its expression lost its brilliance.

Felix waved his wand and made it revert into a cup with a silver pattern.

He fell into thought, the office went quiet.

Half an hour later, he once again had a new inspiration -

Felix whispered, "Expecto Patronum."

The tiny silver rain swallow flew out of his wand and circled around the office, its speed so fast that it left a slim streak in its owner's eyes.

The hazy silver glow made the room gorgeous, and finally, it landed lightly in front of Felix.

'How would it work if I injected some memories into the Patronus?'

That's what Felix thought, and that's what he did, as a memory with the same colour integrated into rain swallow's body.

In his expectant gaze, rain swallow silently shattered.

It is out of his expectation, why would this happen?

But he quickly thought of the definition of the Patronus: it is a reflection of your most positive emotions of all, the caster must focus on recalling the happiest memories they can think of, and as far as practice goes, the stronger the joy the memories bring, the stronger the effect of the spell.

The keyword used to describe this is 'memory'.

The Patronus is made up of happy memories, and Felix just happened to inject memory, so naturally, the magic naturally dissipated.

Felix shook his head, "I thought I could get a more stable transfiguration structure with the Patronus, by using the temporary incorporation of memories."

According to his vision, the Patronus can act as a messenger, can be separated from the wizard a certain distance by itself, if it is given enough flexible memories, is it not equivalent to an 'other self' that wanders in the outside world?

Whether it was the Patronus magic itself, or the memory fragments injected, it all depended entirely on the Wizard himself, so there was no need to worry about it getting out of control.

Even, according to his vision, the ultimate form of this magic can directly carry his own consciousness, to allow his Patronus to walk around the wizarding world while he is in school, to complete some simple tasks.

For example, gathering information and inquiring news ...

Concerning this aspect, Felix already has certain plans, such as with the help of contract with magic, such as with the help of thinking room, although now there is no ray of light at all, at least he can work in this direction.

But it all stops at the first step.

One is pure and happy memory, and the other is a fragment of memory without emotion, which are inherently at odds with each other.

How on earth can he solve this problem?

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> Harry Potter: A Certain Ancient Rune Professor of Hogwarts (TL) > Chapter 128 Ravenclaw's Chamber of Secrets

Chapter 128 Ravenclaw's Chamber of Secrets

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

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Felix was pondering this question until the next day.

He just came back from the Room of Requirement, in this hidden room, he tried to use various methods to make these two unrelated memories get along, but all ended in failure.

Therefore, Felix instead began to research the Room of Requirement. He repeatedly passed across the ' Troll Tapestry' on the seventh floor, mentally pondering the various needs.

He had researched this mysterious room earlier, but it was all about his own needs, and except for the outrageous requests, requests that were regular and in line with the perception of the wizarding world were basically met.

So he intends to try out the Room of Requirement from someone else's perspective.

Starting with a simple idea like 'hiding something', he kept trying all kinds of possibilities and even hit on various professors.

For example -

"I want to access the Severus Snape's secret stash ..."

Naturally, there's no response at all.

It seems that Professor Snape, when he was a student, did not have the habit of running around with prohibited items in his pocket, he thought with some relish.

Felix found joy in this 'game' - it gave him a sense of time and space dislocation and conversation with a distant young acquaintance. He tried with relish, this time anchoring the headmaster of Hogwarts -

'The room where Albus Dumbledore hid his stuff.'

'The room where Albus Dumbledore practices his magic.'

'The luxurious sleeping room where Albus Dumbledore slept.'

'The luxurious washroom that Albus Dumbledore ever used.'

Felix was about to continue the next topic, but a door surfaced on the wall very abruptly.

The door, which opened from left to right, looked very luxurious and decorated with various golden carvings and patterns.

"What did I just mention?" He obviously froze for a moment, and then pushed opened the door and walked in.

Inside is a very luxurious lavatory, decorated with a variety of exquisite and luxurious chamber pots.

Felix silently retreated.

He is debating whether to continue, when not far away came a noise, under his gaze, Trelawney appeared dragging a box.

The box made a " tinkling " sound of glass clashing, very clear in the corridor.

Trelawney did not wear those mysterious-looking accessories but wore a crumpled pyjama, her hair also messily braided up, looking unkempt.

She also saw Felix.

Trelawney's expression quickly went from bewilderment to horror, but she did her best to remain calm and said, "I'm glad to see you here, Felix, fate has brought us together this early in the morning."

"So you don't have any preparations at all and despise the fate?" Felix said, pointing to her costume.

Trelawney retorted angrily, "Don't despise fate!"

"Well, besides fate arranging for us to meet, what else do you plan to do by the way?" His eyes fell on the box, which contained seven or eight bottles of sherry.

"Oh! I, I think I can hide ... to put something that I can't use by the way."

The two then fell silent.

Felix felt that she wanted to escape from here very badly, and he did not want to stay much longer, but there is one more question to be cleared up.

"You know about the Room of Requirement?"

"What? Oh, yeah." She said absently, "I use it to keep my stuff, and frankly, my office is a little small, and I haven't had a pay raise over the years ..."

Felix quickly excused himself.

After leaving the seventh floor, Felix ran to the great hall for breakfast and then made his way to the Ancient rune classroom in a hurry.

On the way, his thoughts whirled, thinking about memory magic for a moment and the Room of Requirement for a moment.

"Hey, look out, Miss Lovegood."

In his lingering glance, he caught a glimpse of a figure approaching straight ahead, and he stepped aside to avoid her.

It is Luna Lovegood, holding a piece of parchment in her hand and looking at it intently, but Felix notices that she is holding it upside down.

"It's you, Professor Hap." She lifted her head and looked at him with wide eyes, "It's good to see you."

"So am I, Miss Lovegood," Felix replied helplessly, the second time today he expected to hear that from an acquaintance.

She waved the parchment in her hand, "I'm reading the leaderboard, and I'm not going to bump into anyone, don't worry." She said.

Felix choked a little, he just wanted to remind the little girl, now he could only change the subject and ask: "Anything interesting?"

"Very interesting indeed ..." Luna showed him the parchment - still crooked - and she said chirpily, "From this angle, here," her finger traced an arc across the paper, "connecting the Ravenclaw names, doesn't it look like an eagle?"

"Well ..." Felix scrutinized it for a good half-minute, and he said, "It does look like that."

Luna immediately raised her eyebrows and smiled.

'Clear-thinking little girl, worthy of Ravenclaw.'

Felix thought to himself as he watched her distant back.

...

As he stood at the podium, looking at the young fourth-year wizard, ready to start the lesson, a light suddenly flashed -

He had always had a question about who had built the Room of Requirement.

Even he could not see through the entire structure of the room, is it possible for an ordinary wizard to do this? But Hogwarts had been around for a thousand years and had produced many outstanding wizards, so he couldn't say whether such a person existed.

So this suspicion is once given up by him.

However, he suddenly fixed on one person at this moment, Rowena Ravenclaw.

Could it be that she built the Room of Requirement?

Thinking from this perspective, a lot of things are clear -

The magical power supply of the Room of Requirement is based directly on Hogwarts, and Rowena Ravenclaw is one of the founders of Hogwarts and naturally has this authority.

The Room of Requirement has no fixed form and will always change to match the needs of the person asking for help, which must contain powerful memory magic, transfiguration magic.

And from the manuscript Felix saw, Rowena Ravenclaw did meet this requirement.

Also, the rumours of the Chamber of Secrets that have been circulating for a thousand years, the only ones most famous for this are Slytherin and Ravenclaw. Now that Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets has been found, what about Ravenclaw's Chamber of Secrets?

The young wizards on the stage saw Professor Hap with a smile on his face, seemingly ready for class, but he suddenly fell silent.

" Professor?" A young wizard bravely asked.

"Oh?" Felix snapped back to his senses and suppressed his thoughts as he turned to the young wizards and said, "Now, let us begin today's lesson ..."

"Please turn the book to page 147."

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> Harry Potter: A Certain Ancient Rune Professor of Hogwarts (TL) > Chapter 129 Helena Ravenclaw

Chapter 129 Helena Ravenclaw

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

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After finishing the day's lecture, Felix left plenty of time to answer questions.

"Professor, how do I pass the 7th level of the ancient rune test?" A young Slytherin wizard raised his hand to ask a question.

" Montague, I remember I tagged the hints on every level?" Felix blinked.

"But you just left a book title, Professor." He said with some resignation, "And it's an unread book."

The other young wizards also murmured and discussed.

"Ahem!" Felix cleared his throat and magically drew out a piece of parchment as they looked over, "In fact, you were supposed to have already read it."

"The book, Easy Ancient rune, appeared three times on your last year's paper reference list ... Shall I remind you which ones?"

The young wizards looked at him dumbfounded as the discussion came to a halt.

"Professor, you weren't here last year?"

Felix said in a light-hearted tone, "I exchanged letters with Professor Babbling, and she told me about the cache of information from previous years." He looked down from the podium with some emotion, "She is quite a serious professor, isn't she?"

...

Later that night, Felix stood in front of the Room of Requirement.

During the day, a suspicion had suddenly occurred to him that the Room of Requirement is Lady Ravenclaw's secret room. But whether this idea is correct or not is yet to be tested.

Behind him is an enormous moving tapestry depicting Barnabas the Barmy's foolish attempt to train a group of eight trolls, and one of the trolls stops beating the ballet teacher and turns its head to gaze at Felix.

A bug crawled up the troll's foot and into its nostrils, and it let out a silent hiss as the stick in its hand flew high above and smashed into the head of another troll.

But all of this had nothing to do with Felix Hap, who silently mumbled in his mind, 'I want to enter the secret chamber of Rowena Ravenclaw ... I want to enter the secret chamber of Rowena Ravenclaw ... I want to enter the secret chamber of Rowena Ravenclaw ...'

He walked past the place three times, he couldn't stop his heart from racing, and then, he looked up - there remained a section of an ordinary white wall in front of him.

Felix was silent, "And yes, I do not know how to enter it?"

The entrance to the Room of Requirement is simple, but it is not something that can be easily exploited.

He thought for a while, once again silently recited, 'I would like to enter the original Room of Requirement ... I would like to enter the original Room of Requirement ... I would like to enter the original Room of Requirement ...'

Still no change.

Then, Felix thought of the Slytherin Chamber originally used for teaching, so he tried again ‛I want to enter the secret place where Rowena Ravenclaw teaches her students.' Or 'I want to enter the laboratory of Rowena Ravenclaw.'

But no door appeared at all.

Felix could only leave helplessly, but in the next few days, he kept trying to connect the Room of Requirement together with Rowena Ravenclaw, and he thought of almost everything he could think of, without any luck.

Just when he was about to give up, on Friday evening, he ran into Ms. Gray on the courtyard - for the third time this week - and the two casually made small talk and watched the sunset together.

In his mind, Ms. Gray was a somewhat haughty and prideful, but kind-hearted and refined lady, and putting aside a few petty thoughts, it seemed very pleasant to chat with her.

"It's beautiful~," said Ms. Gray.

"Do you rarely look up to view the sunset?" Felix said, striking up a conversation.

"Rarely," she hesitated, but the two had got to know each other well enough to admit it, and she said, "It reminds me of something sad ..."

Felix didn't ask more questions, and he kept his mouth tightly shut.

The two looked at the dazzling red haze, a few streaks of light piercing the clouds, edging them with a golden edge.

"Will you keep a secret for me?" She said suddenly.

"Yes, I will." He did not promise, but still answered her confidently.

But Ms. Gray believed it, and tried to open her heart, she said with some sadness: "I died in such a sight."

After she had uttered her first words with some difficulty, she seemed to free herself and spoke in a rush: "It was about the same time as now, only it was in the forest of Albania, a desolate place, and I thought-it's out of my mother's reach."

Felix listened in silence, knowing what would happen next.

It's a tragedy, a tragedy that formed Lady Grey of Hogwarts and Bloody baron.

"I grew up with extraordinary talent, the most privileged of the bunch. I grew up with people touting me, and year after year, I was completely giddy ... but by the time I was old enough, I realized that no matter how hard I tried, I was still no match for my mother. So-"

"I stole my mother's diadem because it bestowed wisdom, and I imagined I could surpass her with it."

Her transparent body began to tremble.

"They say," she choked out, "that my mother never admitted when the diadem was gone, and she kept pretending it was still there. She even hid that loss from other founders of Hogwarts, concealing my disgraceful betrayal."

"Then my mother became ill - very ill. Even though I had done something ungrateful and unjust, she was still desperate to see me again. She sent a certain guy to me. But I rejected him, thinking he was lying to me, along with my mother. How could she be sick when she had already taken that step a long time ago?"

Felix asked calmly, "It's Bloody Baron."

"That's him. I refused to go back with him, and he went into a rage - he always does, and the dark magic has completely eaten him up."

Felix listened quietly.

"We had a violent conflict, and no one could have foreseen the consequences ... He stabbed me to death with his sword. I fell to the ground and saw this vision of dusk ..."

She lifted her head and watched the last glow slip away.

After a long silence -

Felix asked, "Do you hate him, Bloody Baron?"

"Do I hate him! He destroyed me, my magic, my life, my everything!" She yelled with indignation.

Helena Ravenclaw took a deep breath and raised her head so that her expression could not be seen.

"And," she whispered, "Before I died, I asked him if what he said was true. It was about my mother ..."

"He told me everything was true, that my mother was truly very sick. He deprived me of the chance to see my mother one last time, my only chance to redeem myself! Do I hate him, you ask? My answer is, of course, I do!" She suddenly shouted out of control.

She floated and about to leave, but her hand got caught and Helena looked back in shock, even her expression of anger lightened considerably.

Felix's hand shrouded with a cold, ghostly blue light, and he tightened his grip on her hand.

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