Chapter 299： memory

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Thinking cabin.

Nick LeMay looked around. He looked at the furnishings in the room with interest. He looked hundreds of years younger.

"You still have such magic? It surprised me." He smiled and said, "I don't need my preparation."

Felix's face was stern, as if welcoming a villain. He stood in front of a dark green curtain, which was rolled up high, revealing the tall portal behind.

Felix stared at the door, and it opened automatically, and it was fascinating, and he couldn't see what was inside. Behind the door is his inner world, hiding all the deepest secrets and memories.

The two stepped in and stood on a long aisle, flanked by tall bookshelves. Every item on the bookshelf—books, handwritings, memory balls, and odds and ends, represents the truest self.

Against the light, you can only see the light of the thinking cabin. The faces of Felix and Nick Lemay are hidden in the darkness. Then, the figure belonging to Felix waved his arms, and the aisle was surging, and the bookshelves were twisted and turned into a lot of thick. The clouds, layered on top of each other, occupy the original position.

The sky seemed to be pulled to the foot, and thick clouds drooped-they seemed to be in a sea of ​​clouds, with dark golden clouds on both sides, extending and piling forward from where they were standing, disappearing into an unknown end.

"Please come in." Felix said briefly and politely.

"Felix..." Nick LeMay shook his head. He was guilty. There were some things he didn't disclose, not even Dumbledore-he saw half a prophecy, and the world is about to be again. The face of change is more shocking than everything in the past.

But unfortunately, he could not see the ending, nor could he see the way forward, so he could only hope for the latecomers.

The dark golden clouds entangled and curled up, and pictures and voices appeared.

As the clouds gathered, a man with a somewhat elegant feeling raised the paper with a large palm in his hand, and said vowedly: "Felix, I will keep staring..."

Nick LeMay walked quickly through this section, stopped in front of a surging dark golden cloud, and examined it carefully. There was only Felix in the picture. He was sitting quietly in the office, looking at a pile of parchment. The pictures on the paper made him frown.

"this is……?"

"The road that Salazar Slytherin gave up, I will pick it up and take a look."

Nick LeMay made no comment, nodded, and moved on. He was not interested in the details, but focused on the surging clouds that can affect emotions.

He walked a not-too-short path, and the clothes on his body curled up with a cloud of mist, causing the original gathering scene to be scattered again, "I can only tell you, that person's code name is Bigfoot..."

Nick stopped in a surging place. He curiously asked, "This is the Three Broomsticks Bar?" He looked at the person in the picture. Felix was sitting with a middle-aged man with a hooked nose. The middle-aged man was uninterested, pouring himself cup by cup, his expression numb.

"Severus, we should all look forward." Felix in the picture comforted.

"Can you forget the past?" the middle-aged man said, "Can you forget Chesterton Avery? What about Carlo, Knott, Parkinson, Selwyn... and the Shafik family?"

Felix stopped talking, he clinked glasses with the middle-aged man. While bringing the middle-aged man back to Hogwarts, Felix stared at the drunken man on the bed and said softly, "That's why I thank you, Professor."

Nick LeMay asked: "Who is this?"

"The dean when I was in school."

"He helped you?"

"Yes."

"Looks like a warmhearted person."

"...Probably not."

Nick said clearly: "I am narrow, people are complicated."

They continued on, walking and stopping all the way. Nick LeMay stopped briefly while Felix was chasing Sirius and the patron saint expelling the Dementors, and instead watched Felix's speech at the Ministry of Magic in its entirety.

"What do you think of the secrecy law?" the old man asked.

"I have a pessimistic view."

"Will you promote the abolition of secrecy laws?"

"Thanks to nothing, I don't need to do anything, and it won't last for many years."

Nick sighed and said, "My thoughts are the same as you. The magic world has been closed for too long, and the outside world is changing with each passing day..."

He changed the subject and said cheerfully: “Don’t think I’m an antique, one of my safe houses is ostentatiously placed in a Muggle community without any magic—it will make all modern appliances malfunction, refrigerators, air conditioners, and ovens. ...And home game consoles, do you know this? Perenal likes it very much...I still have an identity, an occult research expert!"

...

In front of the other cloud group, Nick looked at Newt Scamander nostalgic, and his words became more pronounced: "The first time I saw Newt, he behaved very dumb, not good at words, maybe now It hasn't changed..." He said softly, "Years have passed in a blink of an eye."

Then he looked at Felix in the cloud group, and that Felix said unceremoniously: "What family are you from?"

The young man on the opposite side stammered, "Ever-Avery."

Nick LeMay asked curiously: "Is this Avery mentioned by the professor just now?" Seeing Felix nodded, he couldn't help asking: "What did he do?"

Felix said with an inscrutable expression: "You will see, isn't this what you came for?"

...

Not far from here, after Nick Lemay listened to what Felix said in the seventh grade class, he smacked his lips: "The seeds of miracles..." He pondered for a long time.

They continued to move forward, and when Felix in his memory said to a freckled boy, "This is Nick LeMay among mice," Nick couldn't help but smile, "A wonderful metaphor."

Felix was a little embarrassed. When he said this, he didn't expect to be caught by the master.

Nick said thoughtfully: "So, the infamous Sirius Black is innocent, and Peter Pettigrew is the betrayer? Animagus... The only question is the Curse of Fidelity, but the Secret Keeper can. Transferred, maybe the Potters deceived everyone from the beginning."

Felix said calmly: "You should have thought of it, skip some key content."

Nick smiled and said: "I can't put my nose on your face and observe you in every detail. Although it is not convincing, I still want to restore a part of your image."

"Really," Felix muttered.

Another cloud group, Nick Lemey asked: "Who is this little girl?"

"Hermione Granger, my assistant in the ancient magic lesson." Felix explained.

"It's really empathetic." Nick said in admiration as he watched Hermione put a pot of green plants on the square table full of books, giving the dim left half of the space a touch of life.

"But what happened before? You seem to have been hit a little...oh, I saw it, the magic riot, this method...somewhat improperly, but..."

Nick LeMay looked at the picture on the dark gold cloud, with the Longbottoms holding Neville on one side and the incredulous Felix on the other, he stopped talking.

It was a relatively long journey. Nick said "interesting" to the golden magic ball, and didn't stop until he saw what happened at the Muggle meeting during the summer vacation.

"All curses are all over, and I have used this magic... I'm sorry, when people are old, it is easy to fall into meaningless memories." Nick said emotionally, "What do you think of the reform organization?"

"Young, with potential, represents the future."

"Yes, young has potential and represents the future." Nick murmured.

...

Nick LeMay read with interest Felix's questions in the open class of the University of Paris—At that time, Felix used a hypothetical way to outline the current situation of the magic world and asked the professor's views.

The old man smiled and said, "You are so courageous, no wonder the Auror wants to arrest you."

Felix explained: "It happened to catch up, and I really want to know how a philosophy professor thinks about this issue."

"Do you use the wisdom of other people?" the old man said, "A clever approach."

Later in the secret room, Nick couldn't help complaining about Dumbledore: "I don't agree with some of his actions, but...I am not him. I don't know why he made this decision."

Nick LeMay kept walking forward. In an office, he saw Dumbledore crossing his hands and asking seriously, "Why are you so obsessed with coming to teach at Hogwarts?"

Nick asked, "Is this your interview?"

"Obviously, I was hired."

Nick nodded. The clouds in front of him had quietly turned into sea blue. This is Felix's memory of three years after graduation. The old man smiled and said, "The same color as my eyes." Here, he Seeing Felix's more real side, like a real ordinary person working and living in a technology company, "It really surprised me." Nick said.

In the two years before this, it was Felix’s experience of traveling the world. Nick LeMay blinked and watched Felix travel through the black markets of different countries, selecting and exchanging various magic items and manuscripts, and dealing with him. Most of them are dark wizards wandering in the gray area, looting, fighting, counterattacking, setting traps...

"Blue represents sadness?" Nick asked, staring at the blue, glowing cloud.

"No, I enjoy this experience." Felix said.

"Uh... well."

Then the clouds on both sides of the road turned dark gold again. He saw the younger Felix during school. He looked in awe wherever he went in grades six and seven, and the crowd automatically gave way to a path. Felix smiled and nodded at them.

"Is it because the Shafik family left the UK? No worries?" the old man thought.

But the next moment, Nick Lemay denied this speculation. He saw that at the end of the fifth grade, Felix visited some pure-blood families one by one.

Nick LeMay stared at a dark golden cloud that was constantly surging. He guessed that if the color of the cloud represented emotions, then Felix must be happy at the time, the joy of revenge—

It was a splendidly decorated room. On a single sofa with bright green and silver stripes, sat a young man with black hair and blue eyes.

The fireplace decorated with gold patterns made a soft noise, and a middle-aged wizard walked out of it. He saw Felix with surprise and panic in his eyes.

"Felix Haipu...you, what are you doing here!" He roared angrily, "Who let you in, you are not welcome here!"

The young man said gently: "I think it is necessary to pay a visit to address the differences between us."

The wizard went out of the ground and became angry. "What are you doing? Where is Dumbledore, he wants to attack the pureblood family?"

But then, his body stiffened, like a slanted stone statue, his sight kept moving down, until finally, he found himself kneeling on the ground.

He can only see the young man's shoes.

"Very hidden spell, isn't it? I read it from the restricted book area...I came over today to formally introduce myself, although I have dealt with it during the summer vacation last year, what is the name of Parkinson? I can’t remember clearly, his face swelled into a pumpkin, well, the spell bounced back."

"...Jem!" the man named Parkinson growled.

A house elf suddenly appeared, and a red light flashed in the next second, and the elf fell unconscious to the ground.

Felix stood up, passed by the wizard, and looked at the portrait on the wall, "I did my homework before coming here. There was also a Minister of Magic, Perseus Parkinson, who was in power. Attempts to pass the bill that'intermarriage with Muggles is considered illegal' was unsuccessful."

"Some regrets, isn't it? This kind of thinking can only remain in the family and cannot be accepted by the public." His magic wand was pointed on the wizard's head.

Pakinson’s face, who was kneeling on the ground, rose to purple-red, and it only took two minutes to go from hatred, unwillingness, to decadence and fear.

"What do you need me to do, Mr. Haipu?"

"Be good, stop jumping around. I promised Principal Dumbledore not to pursue it."

...

Nick Lemay said softly: "I said that the Parkinson family has been very discontinued over the years. In the past, they were very radical." He asked curiously: "The sudden depression of the family in recent years is related to you?"

"Well, then I need to count them carefully." Felix said uncertainly.

They continued to walk forward, a huge cloud constantly surging, bringing out the hazy clouds and mist, the picture gradually became clear, that was the memory of Felix starting a duel at the beginning of the fifth grade——

In the corner of Hogwarts Auditorium, after Dumbledore finished his welcome speech, the young Felix put on his gloves unhurriedly. There was no one on either side of his seat, which made it easy for him to stand up and walk calmly. In front of a blond boy.

Felix slowly took off his gloves, and said slowly: "Shafik, one of the 28 holy pureblood families? Noble, glorious...maybe just a dregs, only hiding in dark corners, I Guess, every inch of your veins is filled with dirty blood. I really want to know if it's true..." He threw the glove on the blond boy's face.

The blond boy was already stiff, sweating like rain, white gloves stuck to his neck, and because his body was trembling constantly, it fell to the ground, stained with dust.

He whispered, "Felix..."

"Good job, I said so, don't let me down." Felix stared at him tightly, and said mockingly: "You are Shafik."

"I, I take...I—" The blonde Shafik fell from his seat, limp.

"Felix Haip!" Snape strode over from the professor's bench, and he snarled, "What do you want to do?"

"Professor," Felix leaned slightly, "As you can see, I want to see if the blood of this family is red or black."

Snape's hands trembled with anger, and he whispered: "Stop your boring revenge game, Dumbledore has already intervened, where you can't see it! Believe me, he will make the Shafik family pay the price. "

"I want more," Felix said, with a strange light in his eyes: "Why let this decadent family continue to be an eye-catcher?"

"Felix Haip," Snape suppressed the panic in his heart. He saw the shadow of another person in the eyes of his young student, "I forbid you to do this."

Felix played with his wand without speaking.

Dumbledore came over, and he said in a deep voice, "Minerva, take Shafik away, the others—" He raised the volume, "Led by the prefect, return to the lounge."

...

On the memory corridor, Felix asked, "Do you have any insights, Nick? Think I'm too much?"

Nick did not respond to this unpleasant topic, and went on. He saw that at the end of the fourth grade, Felix walked out of the school gate and knocked his attackers to the ground under various curses.

Even if one of the people's heads became twice as large, it would be difficult to make people feel sympathetic-because he had issued the spell himself.

The memories of the entire fourth grade were pale and monotonous. Felix could be seen practicing spells in various unmanned corners everywhere. Thousands of pictures together constituted the entire memory of this year.

In a dark cave in the Forbidden Forest, a dazzling green light illuminates the narrow, damp space, revealing a tight face.

"The Charm..."

"Yeah, it's said to be very useful. It took me a lot of thought to find it." Felix said lightly.

Nick shook his head and disagreed with his words: "The Unforgivable Curse will corrupt the soul. Even the Auror must receive regular psychological counseling, not to mention that you were a child at the time."

"The situation is special, I didn't think about it so much, and you missed it, one of my ghost friends stopped me."

"That lady, I remember you called her Helena?"

"The other one, the one covered with silvery blood."

Nick LeMay insisted: "In any case, you shouldn't learn black magic, especially at such a young age..."

"Oh, thank you for your concern."

The old man said sternly, "I can hear it. This is a lie."

...

Nick LeMay stood in front of a huge black cloud in a bad mood. The black cloud exuded a deep black mist, like a giant beast with teeth and claws. He seemed to hear the beast roaring, but everything was his illusion. , This is the picture at the beginning of the fourth grade——

Dozens of owls hovered on the empty long dining table. Only the young Felix was sitting with his back to them. The owls dropped red letters, the letters twisted and opened their mouths, saying vicious words.

"Dirty Mudblood! Slytherin's shame, don't let me see you, I will crush your bones one by one..."

"Have you ever heard of the Unforgivable Curse? Heart-cut bones, heart-cut bones!" There was a harsh laughter.

"... curse your name, curse your blood!"

The sounds of dozens of roaring letters reverberated in the auditorium, intertwined, and it was difficult to hear them clearly, and only a few nasty words could be heard in a few words.

The little wizards shrank and hid, the Slytherin students watched coldly, and the people from the other three academies were whispering and noisy.

"boom!"

All the letters were blown to ashes, Felix stood up expressionlessly, and a road split automatically among the crowd.

"Oh, my goodness!" Professor McGonagall hurried over and said in a panic that there was a mess on the Slytherin table. She yelled angrily: "Evil, despicable, a guy who only hides in the gutter! Completely acting...shameless!"

"Are you all right, Haipu?" she said cautiously, putting her hand on Felix's shoulder and bounced away like an electric shock.

"I'm fine, professor," the young Felix said calmly, "better than ever."

On the corridor, Nick Lemey frowned deeply and spoke several times, wanting to say something, but he said nothing. What followed was a long gray cloud, a group of low dark clouds circling and dancing, as if they were entering In the deep sea, the black reefs are connected with eddies, rolling up large areas of sea water and mist.

Some words were like worms, and they kept digging into Nick LeMay's ears.

"You want to do it? I just teach you the principles of being a human being. The dregs are dregs everywhere. Mudbloods are mudbloods. Did I make a mistake? Come and listen, what did I say wrong..."

"It's a good time for you. Let me say that for two years in the morning, you will be used as a material for practicing magic. I know a big man who has this habit."

"I have a jar for house elves at home, the size is just right."

Nick LeMay kept speeding up his pace and wanted to cross this section of the road, but the road seemed extraordinarily long. He turned his head and Felix listened calmly, turning a blind eye to all this.

"Felix, don't you care?"

"I'm actually lucky," Felix laughed, "I can't beat me in the same grade, and the upper grades are limited to school rules. After all, the punishment at the time was quite severe..."

"But if I can't help but take the initiative to act on senior students, I won’t be in the scope of protection. I have to allow people to protect themselves, right? So they have been chattering in my ears for a long time. Playing tricks is like nagging and chewing flies—actually, it has no effect on me."

Nick LeMay did not speak, the black clouds on both sides were still torturing his ears——

"You put my brother into the hospital, my brother, I want to teach you a lesson... It's a pity that Professor Snape warned me. It's a pity, who made me four grades higher than you? You don't want to do it. Hit me, Mudblood? Do you know which family I belong to?"

"What's your name?" This was Felix, who had just enrolled in school, he said warily.

"Oh, I am your prefect, Chesterton, Chesterton Avery, remember this surname, I hope you can call me prefect Avery, we have to get along at least three years, if you Without dropping out."

...

Nick LeMay strode forward, leaving behind all the annoying sounds, Felix followed unhurriedly, "Go slow, I suddenly found out that it’s not bad to find someone to share the past... …To be honest, I’m tired of making up lies, but it’s hard to find the right person."

The old man ignored Felix's nagging, and finally, when he passed through this area, a shallow golden sunlight appeared, and a huge joy enveloped him.

The golden, light clouds floated like cotton candy, reflecting colorful light. Nick LeMay stared at the above picture idiotically:

A little boy with short black hair sits in the yard, quietly reading a book, there are more than a dozen boys and girls in the yard, they are laughing and playing, four and a half children are sweating around a simple basketball hoop .

"Hey, little Felix, play with us!"

The short-haired boy raised the book in his hand, "Wait until I finish reading these two pages—" He suddenly raised his head, looking forward with bright eyes, as if he was looking at Nick Lemay.

Felix chased up slowlyYou are really not slow, huh? This is..." He looked at the boy on the screen. The boy's light blue eyes blinked and blinked, showing a bright smile, and reached out to him.

Felix blinked and also stretched out his hand, as if they were holding hands together.

"Fluttering!"

An owl fell on the boy's hand with a letter in his mouth.

It was a brown letter made of parchment paper, with the address written in dark green ink on one side, and a wax seal and a shield coat of arms on the other side. In the center of the coat of arms is the capital "H" letter surrounded by circles. A lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake.

On the corridor-

"this is?"

"The day I received the admission letter from Hogwarts."

"Let's stop here, Felix." Nick LeMay said softly, and the two returned to reality.