Chapter 454： trade

Let me enlighten others... Neville thought blankly, his heart suddenly heavy, that was the weight of responsibility.

He likes this feeling.

...

On the other side, Professor Macchiban and Old Vera were walking in the corridor of the castle.

"A very talented young man, I realized when I proctored him that he would do a great job!" Marchiban said loudly.

Old Vera didn't seem to agree.

"You shouldn't despise an archmage." Professor Macchiban pointed out.

"Archmage...you mean him?" Old Vera stared at him, and the little Professor Macchiban stared at him without shy. He opened his mouth several times and was defeated under her stern sight.

"Don't tell me you don't follow the news, Heidestrong!" Professor Marcheban said loudly.

Old Vera was speechless. If there is anyone in the wizarding world who is most concerned about Felix's news, he can definitely be ranked. God knows what his expression was when his granddaughter pulled out the comic book from the study.

He was not worried that this kid would smash a few bricks in the ancient Mowen Mansion someday!

"His book "Exploration of Ancient Magic Texts", I just read it two days ago! That was his level three years ago," Professor Macchiban said unceremoniously, "It's more exciting than your introduction to Magic Texts! "

Old Vera opened her mouth to refute, and she went on, "I wrote to Babling! She praised him in her reply!"

"That mixed race" Old Vera frowned. Seeing Macchiban's stern gaze, he immediately shut up and said sly, "Sorry, I didn't mean it."

"It seems that it made sense for her to refuse to join you!" She said dissatisfiedly.

A few students in the corridor looked over, and none of them spoke. They came to the spiral staircase and went all the way downstairs. "What day is it today?" Professor Macchiban asked loudly.

"What? Uh, I think it should be a week!" Old Vera was thinking, and inadvertently his foot got stuck in a step of the stairs and jammed him.

Hogwarts has many stairs that make fun of people like this. For the students, it has become an instinct to cross them. Old Vera has not been here for more than half a century, and he clearly remembered that there was nothing unusual in the morning.

"It turned out to be Thursday." Professor Macchiban said thoughtfully.

...

When going to the auditorium to have a meal at noon, Felix pasted the experimental spell committee questionnaire forwarded by Professor Macchiban on the bulletin board in the hall, and attached a bubble spell on the outside.

Then he waved his wand, and a piece of parchment flew out of the ring and was stuck to the wall with glowing writing on it.

When he left, the little wizards gathered from a distance and read the new notice:

'Students, groups and teachers who have developed a stable combination of ancient magic texts and spells can receive a questionnaire from the "Experimental Mantra Committee", answer them in detail as required and send them to the Experimental Mantra Committee with a paper attached, and they will be reviewed as effective new spells. Later, they will receive the honor of "Inventor of Spells" and have the opportunity to obtain the right to name the spells.

For the content and word count of the thesis, please refer to the article "The Invention of a New Type of Mantra: The Combination of the Water-making Mantra and the Ancient Magic Text "Water Flow"" in the front page of the "Prophet Daily" on March 12th. Request.

Each person is limited to one questionnaire, which is not enough to copy other people's hands.

Note: This is the most convenient and safe way to print your name on the textbook.

Come on!

Signature: Professor of Ancient Magic at Hogwarts, Felix Haipu. ’

Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other.

An excited voice sounded behind them: "Warren! Look! We just finished the related paper yesterday!" Seventh-grade Pat Selton pulled the sleeve of a Ravenclaw boy forward and squeezed it forward." Oh, Hermione, Harry, Ron, hello." Selton said hello.

"Hello." Warren Paldis also said, both of them were the first members of the Mowen Club.

Harry greeted them all together.

"Printing my name on the textbook... sounds really attractive." Selton said, squinting, reaching out into the sticky bubble on the bulletin board, and slowly pulling out a piece of parchment from the inside. , Hermione saw the official seal of the Ministry of Magic sharply.

"Huh~ It's disgusting! Professor's wicked taste!"

Selton pulled out her hand and said, her fingers were clean. Paldis also took a copy, and the two left together.

"Let's hurry up, or else we can only borrow someone else's." Hermione said decisively, and they each took one. Standing in the crowd not far away and watching.

Harry was reading the questionnaire. The first line above was a series of small words: ‘Please fill in the name of the creator of the spell truthfully, and make sure that everyone involved in the development of the spell is signed to avoid disputes:’

The first question is: describe the principle of the spell in brief language.

The second question is: Use brief language to describe the effect of the spell.

The third question is: to confirm the type of spell: general utility spell/protection curse/evil curse/poison curse/curse/crack curse/transfiguration/others.

...

"Suck!" Ron yelled in a low voice.

"What's the matter?" Harry and Hermione asked in unison, looking down at the question above.

"Look at the first line!" Ron stared, chanting word by word, "'Make sure everyone involved in the development of the spell is signed...'" He looked at Harry meaningfully.

"Malfoy!" Harry took a breath, his body chilling.

At this time, Draco Malfoy put his hands in his pockets, leading two of Crabbe and Gore to sway towards the notice board. "I heard someone call my name..." Draco said, narrowing his eyes.

"Nothing!" Harry and Ron said immediately.

Draco looked at them suspiciously. He stared at the content on the bulletin board, tilted his head at Crabbe, Crabbe followed his gaze, and then stared back.

"Go get a copy." Draco said slowly, and Crabbe squeezed into the crowd. Ron quietly pulled Harry's sleeve, and Harry retreated knowingly.

"Wait, Potter!" Draco said. Harry turned his head dumbly and looked at him coldly. "If you have anything to say, Malfoy."

Draco: "I heard that Professor Haipu is giving you a treat?"

Harry, Ron, and Hermione felt tight. The professor told them to keep it secret, but Harry had been studying for almost three months, and he reported to the Ancient Magic Office once a week, and he would be seen several times.

"So what? Are you jealous, Malfoy?" Ron set cover and provoked.

Draco glanced at him, lazily took a small note from his pocket, and raised it. He grinned and said: "I'm sorry, I have it too."

"What's the matter?" Harry said impatiently, startled at random. "You want to receive special training from Professor Haipu?" he shouted, and Ron and Hermione also showed incredible expressions.

"You can watch it by yourself, Potter." Draco was so happy, Harry grabbed the note, and Ron and Hermione looked at the contents of the note.

"It's true," Hermione said softly, and she recognized the familiar handwriting at a glance.

At this moment, Crabbe squeezed out of the crowd and handed the questionnaire to Draco. Draco glanced quickly and stopped in the first row.

"Tsk tusk," he said.

Ron and Hermione looked up from the note, looking very upset and puzzled. Harry was still looking at the small print over and over again, as if to peek for a flaw.

"No name." Harry said.

"What did you say?" The smile on Draco's face solidified.

"No name," Harry repeated, looking at him suspiciously: "There is no mention of the name of the spell on it. It just asks you to report to Professor Haipu's office every Saturday."

Draco paced in front of Harry and said softly, "Because it needs to be kept secret, but I can tell you, Potter..." His light eyes were gleaming, "It's Apparition and the Charm."

He looked at Harry contentedly with a shocked expression. "Yeah, this has always been your privilege, isn't it? Unscrupulous violation of school rules without any punishment. You have your fans wherever you go, even the professors."

"So are you jealous?" Harry looked at him without evasiveness, and took what Ron had said again.

"You can think so." Draco admitted unexpectedly, snatching the note from Harry. A gesture was made to Crabbe and Golbi, and he walked towards the auditorium.

Harry stared at his back, silent.

"Who knows what he did, I won the favor of Professor Haipu!" Ron looked at Harry worriedly, and said sharply, "Maybe his father bought two hundred magic phonographs in one go!"

...

That evening, Felix wrote a letter in the office. He stretched out his food and lightly tapped it on the letter paper, and the writing on it disappeared little by little.

"Lucius, thank you for your reminder. Your information is very useful. Remember: every change in the Dark Mark in the future, no matter how minor, must be reminded in time. In return, I will follow the promise and train your son. Life-saving magic, starting this Saturday..."

He put the letter in the envelope, sealed it, stared at the blank envelope on it for a while, put it aside, and picked up a stack of manuscripts from the drawer.

This is a booklet about the introduction of Mowen that he planned to complete. It is used to promote the use of Mowen. It contains detailed analysis on the origin and development of ancient magic texts, as well as the most important lighting techniques.

It is never easy to learn an ancient magic, even the simplest lighting technique. In particular, Felix also intends to adopt a method similar to correspondence courses, which usually can only deceive dumb guns who have not learned magic.

But he had to challenge it.

The secret lies in the extreme familiarity with illumination and the magic text card. According to Remus's data, a thousand sets of Magic Cards have been sold in England, covering almost 40% of the potential purchasers, that is, those families with little wizards who have not yet enrolled in school.

This is of course inseparable from overwhelming advertising and low prices.

For wizards who lack entertainment, whether they are adults or children, Mowen cards are a good pastime. Of course, most parents just use them as a kind of intellectual development toys. The concept is also put forward by the young people of the "Future World" company. In order to come up with advertising slogans that satisfy their bosses, they have gone to great pains.

As time passed a little bit, the night gradually deepened. Sniffing Warren yawned, and his small black eyes moved away from the comic book, blinking sleepy.

"Haw! (Not sleeping yet!

"Wait... Warren, don't worry about me." Felix said with a smile, turning over another page of the manuscript and continuing to edit it.

"Haw! Haw? (Wait for that fool who can do magic?

Felix laughed.

"Don't call someone a fool, Andis shouldn't use Jin Jialong to do magic in front of you. If you take it away, you still have to laugh at it..." He clicked on Walen's pink beak and said. "It's Dobby." He explained.

"Haw!" Warren got excited, took a sip of lemonade with a straw, and the shiny black fluff suddenly exploded, making it instantly energetic. "Huh Haw? (Is that rich man?

"Uh, Dobby has indeed been collecting golden buttons recently."

Finally, the little golden bell on the desk rang twelve o'clock. At almost the same time, a copper nat in Felix's hand became hot. At this time, Dobby asked, Felix waved his hand to disperse the warning magic in the house. After almost half a minute

"laugh!"

Dobby the house elf suddenly appeared in the office.

Valen's eyes widened, "Haw!"

"Oh, Mr. Haipu, hello!" Dobby bowed deeply and said. He raised his head and greeted Warren happily, "Hello, Miss Warren!"

Warren was very happy, and looked at Dobby with expectant eyes, "Haw?"

Dobby took out a polished metal button from the pocket of his little suit, and said sharply, "Dobby collected it and gave it to Miss Warren!"

Warren stretched out a small hand to take it, looked for a long time, took out a golden vial from his pocket, and handed it to Dobby.

"Oh, Miss Warren is so generous!" Dobby said excitedly. He glanced at Felix, who was smiling from the side, Dobby took it and looked at it again and again.

"It's transparent! Look, it's beautiful! Dobby received another gift!" Dobby put the tennis ball's eyes to the bottom of the bottle and looked around.

After a while, Felix had to remind him, "Dobby, Lucius is still waiting..."

"Oh..." Dobby sighed, two bat ears drooping. It can be seen that he has been avoiding mentioning this matter all the time.

"Don't worry, he dare not move you." Felix said.

"Dobby knows that Dobby is backed by the great Mr. Haipu! But Dobby is in a complicated mood..." said the house elf, picking up the envelope that had been left on the desk for a long time, "I don't need to talk to him?"

"No." Felix assured him. "If you want, you can throw the letter at his feet."

"Oh~" I could see that Dobby was very excited, but he still refused, "Dobby now represents Mr. Haipu, Dobby doesn't need to be afraid of him..." He straightened his chest and said arrogantly.

"Haw! (Your legs are shaking! Warren stretched out a finger.

Felix was very awake and Dobby couldn't understand what Warren was talking about.