Chapter 474： guess

Fear? In fact, there is a little... but more doubts. Felix didn't think he couldn't escape a killing curse. In that memory, the green light of the spell was released frontally, and there was no problem of sneak attack. Besides, Felix thought about his reaction in the memory

Very calm.

Will you accept death so peacefully? He was very curious about it.

Warren gently pulled the clothes on his chest, Felix lowered his head, smiled and said, "It should be just a prank." He went into the bedroom, put Warren on its cradle bed, and then returned to the office.

The small box with the "memory of death" was lying quietly on the desk. Felix checked it carefully, took out some stuffing paper from it, and then took out a postcard. On the front of the postcard is a landscape of Big Ben and a printed motto: Everyone has the right to choose.

Felix could easily determine that this was an ordinary card, maybe from a newsstand in the Muggle world? He turned to the back, there was nothing there.

Who will send it from? Could it really be a bad prank?

But from this sentence, Felix read the element of goodwill, and it was a matter of life and death. No one would be sloppy, at least he would definitely not.

He thought it was true for the time being: someone had witnessed his death and ventured back in time to warn him.

At this time, the little golden clock was pointing at eleven o'clock. He took the little golden clock and placed it on the small table in front of the sofa along with the postcard. Then he gently waved his finger, the row of sound-transmitting mirrors on the shelf. , Fenat in the ring...All the things that can be connected to the outside world are placed on it.

Felix leaned on the back of the sofa, waiting quietly like a silent statue, occasionally casting a casual glance at the golden bell. A little bit of time passed, and midnight passed. No one contacted him. In the quiet night, a few insects could be heard occasionally. No one else appeared suddenly and let him rush to the unknown battlefield.

When the hand of the small clock stopped at four o'clock in the morning, he finally moved, and five hours have passed since receiving this special gift. Felix knew exactly what this meant. The maximum duration of time travel was about five hours without causing any possible serious damage.

Someone took a long time trip!

Felix raised his head and stared at the ceiling. The white light of the magic lamp was not dazzling, but it made him a little dizzy. He slowly closed his eyes, and appeared on the bronze armchair in the thinking cabin the next second.

Felix was still twisting the memory in his hand, and he threw it hard again, and the familiar picture appeared in mid-air, until

"Avada gnaws on big tiles!"

The voice was cold and sharp, and he recognized the owner of the voice as Voldemort.

"So this is a warning from the future, uncertain time, at that time Voldemort has been resurrected." Felix said to himself. He stared at the repeated images in mid-air. This memory has obviously been processed, hiding the perspective of the memory owner, but the technique is very crude. For a memory master like him, the flaws can be seen at a glance.

But seeing the flaw does not mean that he can restore the real memory, nor does it mean that the information in the memory is forged.

The only thing Felix can be sure at this moment is that the owner of the memory does not want to reveal his identity. He is careful and not unfamiliar with memory magic. He should learn, practice, or at least get in touch with this type of magic frequently.

What else can be analyzed? Felix groped his chin, "Of course, the perspective is also very important."

He put his right leg on his left leg and looked at the illusory image under the steps on the bronze chair. In the thinking room, except for the chair he was sitting on and the dozens of steps under the chair, there was nothing around him. It's like sitting on a huge square.

At this moment, Square Mountain kept echoing the sound of Voldemort chanting a death curse.

"Avada gnaws big watt...Avada gnaws big watt...Avada gnaws big watt...Avada gnaws big watt..."

"If Voldemort was resurrected at that time, does the person who sees all this mean that he is a Death Eater? No, not necessarily... it may be Voldemort's enemy."

Felix wanted to find this person and get more information.

Judging from the available information, whether this person is a man or a woman, he should have a close relationship with him and be careful of his mind. He may have discussed memory magic together. His identity must be special enough to be able to participate in a sudden outbreak of battle. It was a Death Eater, an Auror, or something that he didn't expect for a while. And the most critical point is that this person must have a time converter.

But until dawn, Felix still had a question that he couldn't understand: Why did that person risk a dangerous long-distance travel in time, given that time was too late?

Is he going to die? Still have to? Does this have any special significance?

Felix’s mood is very complicated. If all this is true, he really died in the hands of Voldemort or the person who sent the memory thinks so, then this approach is tantamount to changing the history that has occurred, and the backlash from time can be Think about it.

It is dangerous enough to change the known history. As far as he knows, he hasn't really succeeded and retreats completely, not to mention the long-distance time travel.

Don't rush to make a decision... Felix warned himself that he needs to confirm a few questions first.

In the early morning of June 22, Felix appeared in the auditorium early. This meal took him a long time because he had to wait for a few people. When Snape appeared in a black robe, Felix smiled slightly and moved his position next to Snape.

"You have a time converter." Felix said affirmatively.

Snape stared at him blankly for a moment. "Your joke-telling level has regressed." He said coldly.

"I just want to liven up the atmosphere. Severus," Felix said with a shrug.

not him. Felix stared at the back of Snape leaving and thought.

The second person was Dumbledore, and Felix asked him whether his "little skill" of flicking spells with his fingers came from the ability he acquired after transformation.

"Have you finally gotten to this point, Felix?" Dumbledore asked softly. He seemed to be lost in memory, and he looked up after a long while, Felix was still waiting for his answer. Dumbledore nodded slightly, "The so-called metamorphosis, or the transformation towards a'magic creature', although the statement is different, but in my understanding, you are actually studying a certain field to an unbelievable point, and then a flash of inspiration , The process of integration."

"When this step is reached, your magic power begins to change spontaneously to match your understanding of magic... As for what each person will gain, it should be related to his research field. I can play flying spells, which is essentially a higher level. The human body is deformed."

Felix suddenly realized.

Dumbledore had previously deformed his hand very deeply, closer to the essence of magic, thus simulating the ability of a certain magical animal. The names of a series of powerful creatures flashed in his mind, fire dragons, sphinxes, basilisks, basilisks...

And this seems to mean that Dumbledore can break some consensus in the magic world, such as wizards cannot transform into magical creatures, even Animagus can't do this, but Dumbledore has undoubtedly touched this field.

Magical creatures... Does that mean that? Felix thought.

He couldn't help but guess what abilities he would gain after completing the transformation. It was related to the ancient magic texts... He began to wonder about the characteristics of the ancient magic texts, but it was really difficult for him to give a precise definition because there were too many magic texts. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is ever-changing.

His heart moved. It's ever-changing... Putting this word on him, isn't it the incarnation of the ancient magic text? This thought seemed to match the picture in memory, Voldemort used a solitary curse, and he turned into a magic text to dodge.

It's fascinating to think about it.

However, a new question arises. If he won't die at all, why would that person take the risk of traveling through time and space? Also, he hasn't completed the process of transformation at all, and he's still a lot worse. Felix estimates that at least it will have to wait until the end of the summer vacation this year and the start of the new school year before there is hope.

Does this mean that the scene he saw will not happen until at least two or three months later?

Felix put down his knife and fork, and left the auditorium pretending to be confused, when Harry, Ron, and Hermione happened to walk in, and they were discussing something fiercely.

"Granger, Potter, Weasley," he hesitated, but stopped them, "your research on the time converter... is it going well?"

Harry and Ron looked at Hermione subconsciously.

"Oh! Professor, uh, we haven't started yet," Hermione said quietly, "I plan to do this after the game."

"That's it, I know."

He nodded at the three people, turned and left. The time seems to be right, of course, the premise is that they can really succeed. It seems that I have to keep an eye on it at all times. He raised a new question, that is, of the three of them, who is more likely to use the time converter?

If it is only repaired, it is naturally more likely to be Granger. But it’s hard to judge who the ‘use’ is.

Felix's heart sank, he warned her.

But all this is still uncertain. He still has time to obtain more evidence to verify his conjecture When the second grade exam is over tomorrow, until the end of the semester, he has basically nothing to do and can stay close. Follow Granger's progress in repairing the time converter.

The same applies to the entire summer vacation. It's a pity that Felix also plans to take time to visit Azkaban during the summer vacation. He has obtained several names from Lucius. They are Voldemort's most loyal followers, and perhaps one of them knows the secrets of Horcruxes. People.

This guess came to mind when he was at the Ministry of Magic. At first, he went astray. It wasn't until Dumbledore, Voldemort, Azkaban, and Death Eaters were connected together that the real inspiration was triggered: if Voldemort had suffered many times. Seriously wounded, he must have a fixed assistant, this person is probably a Death Eater, and a very loyal Death Eater. Then the memory in this person's mind is undoubtedly a treasure with Horcruxes waiting for him to dig.

Especially the one named Bellatrix. Lucius said that she was crazy and fanatically worshipped the Dark Lord, and Felix suspected that she had suffered a serious confusion curse or memory manipulation. But not necessarily. Lucius thinks she is cruel and vicious in her bones, and the appearance of the Dark Lord just satisfies her pathological desire...

the other side.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione just came out of the owl shed, and Hermione looked distraught.