Chapter 300： Demo

, The fastest update of the latest chapters of a certain Hogwarts magic text professor!

Felix opened his eyes, as if in a lifetime. He looked at the old man on the bed, took out a sight glass from his pocket and put it beside him.

The sight glass began to turn around, and the crisp and sweet music sounded.

"This is—the sight glass?" Nick asked softly, "What's the defense?"

The two had discussed this issue. He knew that Felix had found seven ways to make speculums from ancient books and changed them to magic artifacts. He also made a lot of comments.

"It's just a prank, it can sense the body temperature of a person, and it will sound when the hand is released."

The old man laughed: "If you don't say it, I may have to think about it for a long time." He listened quietly for a while, then reached out his hand and fumbled and grabbed the sight glass, his voice stopped.

"Albus... Call Albus for me."

Felix waved his wand, and a silver light disappeared. Soon, Dumbledore appeared at the door. He walked quickly to the bedside and leaned over to look at Nick LeMay, seeing that he was intact. Dumbledore was visibly loose. Take a sigh of relief.

"Principal Dumbledore, you don’t think I’m going to do anything, do you?" Felix said with a weird face. He was right beside him. He could see clearly that there was no communication between the two. It was pure Dumbledore’s worry. The safety of Nick LeMay.

"You think too much, Felix." Dumbledore said with a smile, standing up.

Nick LeMay clenched the sight glass firmly with one hand, and there was a trembling sound in his voice: "Ah, Albus--please witness that everything I belong to--belongs to Felix Hepp."

Dumbledore said in a deep voice, "I will respect your wishes, Nick."

"Philip, Felix--" The old man turned his gaze to Felix, trying to open his eyes wide, looking at the fuzzy shadow through a white cloud.

"I'm here, Nick." Felix said.

A golden key floated towards him. He spread out his palm, letting the key fall on it, and there was the remaining warmth of the old man's body on it.

"Hope—you don’t blame me, the frustration of my youth—not necessarily—is, it is a bad thing, I believe and believe in you—cough cough!" Nick LeMay coughed violently, his eyes protruding, and he gasped and continued. : "I believe you will become-the legend of the new era -"

Dumbledore glanced at Felix in amazement. What happened in the previous half an hour? How could his old friend suddenly recognize him? Legend... Dumbledore could clearly perceive the high expectations contained in this evaluation.

Felix didn't avoid Dumbledore's probing gaze. He looked at Nick LeMay in a daze. The old man finished speaking, panting slightly, and muttering his wife's name: "Perenal... "

After a while, the sight glass in his hand suddenly sounded, and the sound of melodious music echoed in the cabin.

The key in Felix's hand was shining brightly. At this moment, he became the owner of this safe house. At the same time, a series of hidden addresses flowed in his heart.

...

Half an hour later, Felix and Dumbledore stood in front of a tombstone. At the request of Nick LeMay, he and his wife Perenal were buried together. This is a place where birds and flowers are scented, not far apart. It was the first residence for Nick and his wife after graduating from Busbarton School.

The two stood silently for a while, and Dumbledore cast a guardian spell to hide the clearing. Felix stretched out his finger and touched it lightly, the air in front of him was rippling like water.

The two strolled along a path--

"Need a chat, Felix?" Dumbledore said softly.

"I'm not that vulnerable yet." Felix murmured dissatisfiedly. "You should take the time to find Voldemort's Horcrux."

Dumbledore smiled: "Ah, I've really been caught up in some trivial things recently. Tom's life is really rich and he has contacted quite a few people, but—" He blinked mischievously, "I still found a useful one. Clues."

"About the third Horcrux?"

"I guess it is, maybe the secret of the fourth Horcrux is hidden. I made an appointment with a poor house elf, but she is in very bad condition. I must hurry up..."

Felix nodded, he thought for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "How strong is Voldemort, and you can't deal with him because of the inability to kill the Horcrux?"

"For this reason, in addition to Horcrux, he himself is also a master of dark magic, not to mention the various experiments he did on himself during the years he disappeared." Dumbledore said calmly, "using him In his own words: He pushed the magic to an unprecedented level."

"It sounds a bit arrogant."

"Indeed, but I have to admit that there is some truth to what he said." Dumbledore said: "The above sentence can be changed to, he pushed some magic to an unprecedented level. And others—"

"Very shallow?"

"Yes, with all due respect... ignorance is pathetic."

Felix thought for a while and said tentatively: "Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw once said that she and the other three founders are already magical creatures."

"Is that so?" Dumbledore said, his tone of voice was not surprised.

"Felix, I can't give you many useful insights. When I was young, I did think that I was omnipotent for a short time... Magic creatures? This is too modest, and I was Too arrogant."

"So -" Felix held his breath, "Have you really entered a wonderful state?"

Dumbledore smiled slightly, "I can demonstrate a little bit, of course, it's just a demonstration."

"how should I do?"

"Curse at me, um, don't be too powerful, I need to remind you that standing in front of you is a centenarian."

Felix was a little excited. This was the first time he had the opportunity to experience the magical skills of Dumbledore, the strongest wizard. He took a few steps back, his body straightened, thinking about it, and cautiously throwing out a level three level. The coma spell.

He looked at Dumbledore with expectant eyes. How would Dumbledore demonstrate another realm of magic?

"Ding!"

The red light flew swiftly towards the opposite side like a meteor. Dumbledore stretched out his right hand dexterously, flicked his fingers, and bounced the spell away, like a fly.

Then he nodded politely: "Thank you for being considerate of my old man. According to your standards, this should be a third-level curse? If it is stronger, I might be embarrassed."

Felix looked at Dumbledore in amazement. He could resist several coma spells himself, but he was keenly aware of the difference between the two: his method was actually the set of the Auror of the Ministry of Magic, targeting specific spells. Resistance, and Dumbledore’s things are even more miraculous.

He had such a feeling-standing in front of him, it looked like a magical creature in Dumbledore's skin, such as a lionhead and helicopter. As far as he knew, the skin of this magical animal Almost all known spells are rejected.

"Principal Dumbledore, you—"

"It’s not as magical as you think. I’m old, and I barely have some magical tricks left I have no doubt-just like Nick thought, you will be better than me in the future. Go further."

Felix knew that these words meant the end of the conversation, and he could only remember the scene that had just happened, and wait for time to figure it out.

"Are you going back to school, Principal Dumbledore?"

"I still need to deal with some things."

The two were separated on a small hill full of pale yellow wildflowers, and Felix walked towards the castle from the edge of the forbidden forest under the shining glow of the sunset. As he approached the gate of the castle, he heard a rush of footsteps and walked along the prestige, but there was nothing in front of him.

"Oh, Professor, I finally found you!" Hermione suddenly appeared in the air, panting, holding a mercury-like invisibility cloak in her hand.

Felix retracted his wand into his cuff. "What happened?"

"Sirius! You need to save Sirius, as well as Harry, Professor Lupin, and Snape," Hermione shrieked with a horrified expression: "A lot of dementors...they obscured the sky!"