Chapter 588： Their own challenges and gains

"I don't recall an invitation being issued, and the activities of the Rune Club were suspended because—" Felix looked at them. Luna nodded and said, "Participate in the trial." "Yeah, that's why," he said.

"I saw the pictures in the newspaper—Professor Dumbledore, Ms. Burns, and you." Luna said cheerfully, "Dad said on 'The Quibbler' that you were the three most powerful people in the wizarding world. "

"I saw that article too, it was very interesting." Felix said with a stern face, "Especially the part where we imagined us joining forces to fight against the wizarding world."

He turned his head and looked at the others—they looked at each other, their eyes averted, and they stopped talking.

"Okay, come and sit." He used his magic to conjure up a few soft chairs, when Fred and George on the desk also stopped, and they ran out of the spell's reach and stood on the edge of the desk staring. Staring at him, waving his arms to attract attention, "Hey, someone - we can't get down on our own!"

"Let me come!" Ron yelled, as if he was afraid someone would **** him, and then he looked at Felix when he was done. "Um—can I?"

Before Felix's head could be completely turned off, he rushed to the desk, bent over to look at his two brothers, and said in a schadenfreude tone: "Look what I found, the flower fairy who lost her wings? But I have never seen such a strong flower fairy before..."

"Come on up, brats." He held out his hand with a big smile.

Fred and George took a subconscious step back, not having the upper hand right now. But compromise is impossible. Fred raised his head and stared at Ron's face carefully. "From this angle, your face looks like a disaster scene, full of potholes-"

"That's freckles! You two have them too!" said Ron angrily. He grabbed his two brothers and shook them in his hands. "I haven't settled with you yet, that boxing binoculars—"

He gave them a warning look, led them to the sofa in the office, threw them onto the sofa cushions, and sat down. Fred and George screamed away from Ron's body as he slowly sat down. The two climbed up and down, and finally leaned on the armrest of the sofa, patting their chests with lingering fears.

"It's really hanging, I was almost murdered by my brother-"

"It's still the way of pressing my **** to death. To be honest, I will die."

Harry looked sideways at the two, who seemed to be having a good time.

"Then—" Felix watched the interaction between relatives with interest, and the others suppressed their laughter. Then he sat on the single sofa and asked, "What kind of coincidence brought you together here? Together? Potter?"

"Uh, Professor, Colin sees—sees—" Harry froze, staring at Felix's pocket, then at the twins who were still fighting on the table, not knowing how to describe it.

Could it be that Colin Creevey sees the professor jumping upstairs and pressing Fred back with his head out of his pocket? That's too weird.

"I see what you mean, all three of you are for this purpose?" Felix looked at Harry, Ron and Hermione, the three nodded neatly, Felix turned to the others. They chattered away.

"I have some questions about my studies," Cedric said, taking a notebook out of his pocket. "I tried to imitate the rune booklet and write a similar thing, but there was always something vague."

"Qiu came with me." He pointed to Qiu Zhang, who was sitting quietly beside him.

Felix nodded approvingly, then looked away slightly.

"I have nothing to do, just stop by and have a look." Draco said slowly.

"I have something to ask you, some questions about the curriculum..." Felix said vaguely, "stay for a while."

Draco nodded hesitantly.

It was Sister Greengrass' turn, Daphne hesitated, but her sister pointed out Draco generously, "We came with him, he's been alone and mysterious lately, I don't know. doing what."

Draco gave her a stern look.

These words caught Harry's attention, he stared at Draco's face, as if trying to see something, he thought of the recent rumors of 'Malfoy's master against the Death Eaters', guessing that it was rumored Malfoy should have suffered quite a bit.

With Neville, Luna, and Ginny left, Felix turned to Neville.

"I, uh," Neville opened his mouth nervously, as if he was embarrassed by so many people surrounding him, so Felix thought he was going to talk about something unspeakable, so he tentatively said, "We can talk alone. talk--"

"No, no," Neville said, "I want to ask—" He paused, "something about Potions."

"Potions?" Felix asked in surprise.

Even the others looked at Neville strangely, which made Neville's face ruddy tend to increase, he swallowed and said, "The school sends out brochures for various occupations during the holidays, and I see The Auror's flyer requires applicants to have at least five. Certificates, no less than 'good' in each subject—"

Harry and Ron breathed lightly on the side. They had already identified the Aurors, but they just thought it would be good to wait for the start of school to talk to Professor McGonagall and listen to her advice.

"—and a series of rigorous personality and intelligence tests prepared by the Auror Office."

When Neville finished speaking, Harry and Ron's faces turned pale, as if they were on a par with Draco.

"Oh, I understand." Felix smiled, "You learned that you must get a potions class certificate to apply for the Auror, and you are worried that you will not meet the requirements, and you don't know how to deal with it..." Neville nodded. head.

"It's no wonder that many students who want to apply for the Auror are stuck on the potion. Who told Professor Snape's advanced class to only accept students who got excellent students in the .ls exam." Felix said with half emotion. .

"Need a Potions class certificate?" Harry asked blankly.

"Standing for excellence?" Ron cried desperately.

The two of them were already bloodless at this time - in their hearts, getting 'excellent' from the potion exam was nothing short of a fantasy.

Harry felt his heart shatter into ice along with his dream of becoming an Auror.

"If you want to be a good Auror, you must at least understand how to detoxify, right?" Felix said, explaining the two's problems. "Of course, the actual situation is much more complicated."

He thought about it and said to Neville, "If you just improve your grades, you will get a high score." He looked at Neville uncertainly, and Neville nodded again and again, he smiled and said, "There is still a way. Yes, let's wait and see."

"Professor?" Harry asked quickly. "Can we stay and listen?"

"Yeah, Professor, we think the same as Neville," Ron said hurriedly, "as long as we can get a good grade."

"Professor Snape won't be happy," Felix shook his head, he seemed to have thought of something and looked very happy. "However, he has no reason to reject some trickery. Unless he wants to deny himself..." His last words were inaudible.

Felix's eyes swirled between Luna and Ginny, and finally settled on Ginny. This time he guessed wrong, and Ginny nudged Luna, who was staring straight at Fred and George. "Oh," Luna woke up, "I have something to tell you," she said earnestly.

"What is it about?" Felix asked.

"Have you read The Tales of Bedouin the Poet?" Luna said, her eyes suddenly brightened, not as dazed as they usually were. "There's a 'Legend of the Three Brothers' in it that mentions Death and his three pieces—"

Harry, Ron and Hermione exchanged glances cautiously.

"I know what you're going to say." Felix interrupted her, Luna blinked, a little confused, but she didn't continue to ask, but looked at him expectantly, which gave Felix a headache .

The trouble seemed to come together, and he didn't expect Luna to bring up the story. How did she know?

"The Elder Wand rumour is wrong, I think I've proven it," Felix said briefly. At the cost of more than a dozen lives, and an open fight with Voldemort, all his secret aspirations vanished.

Of course, it didn't disappear all at once. Felix would take out the Marauder's map and rummage through it for a few months when he was free, and exchanged those suspicious people for bounties.

"I'm talking about the other thing," Luna whispered. "The Resurrection Stone."

Felix frowned.

"Miss Lovegood—"

"I did a divination with Firenze," Luna said quickly, looking at him. "He said that from the results, what I was craving seemed to be close—close enough to pass by."

Felix was silent for a while, what? Resurrection stone? Did she mean the resurrection stone was in the school?

Wouldn't it be in one of her roommate's schoolbags?

And he estimates that Firenze's meaning of "passing by" may not be the same as Luna's understanding...

"Okay," he said. "You guys have really surprised me." He stood up and looked around. "There are many problems. Let's solve them one by one. It just so happens that I also need your help with something. Luna, come here first."

He and Luna walked to the other side of the office and talked in low voices.

He was a little surprised by the result of the discussion. For the first time, he heard the statement of the Deathly Hallows. In this legend, the three creations of the **** of death mentioned in fairy tales were pinched together and regarded as a whole. And it has a special meaning - that is, you can become the master of the **** of death by mastering the three holy weapons.

Felix only knew that the Elder Wand was real, and it was currently in the possession of Dumbledore.

"Have you ever thought that this is just a legend similar to a proverb? Even if they really exist, they may be just three powerful magical items, which were pierced by future generations and forcibly linked together?"

But Luna gave a realistic basis.

"Elder Wand." Luna drew a vertical line on his hand. "Resurrection Stone." She added another circle under the vertical line. "Invisibility Cloak." She finally drew a triangle outside the vertical line and circle, wrapping the first two to form a complete and delicate pattern.

Felix stared at his hand, if he read it right, it seemed to be a sign of another person?

Just like his Ouroboros, once synonymous with himself.

"Grindelwald?" he asked softly.

"You know him too?" Luna asked curiously, "Dad said that this symbol is indeed misunderstood by many people, but the truth is that this symbol does not belong to him, Grindelwald just borrowed it, its real creator is Peverell Three Brothers."

"Peverell...Three brothers? Three brothers?"

"Antioch, Cadmus, and Ignotus, who were the original owners of the Hallows," Luna said with certainty, but Felix reckoned she was just relaying her father's words." It's still on the tombstone of Notus, in Godric's Hollow. Dad took me to see it. It's the coat of arms of House Peverell."

Felix lowered his head and seemed to be talking to himself.

"So, people who know this symbol should also know the meaning behind the symbol?"

On the other side, the few people sitting on the sofa couldn't help but look at the professor and Luna repeatedly. They talked for a long time, but they were too far apart to hear clearly, which may also be the reason for the spell. "The professor's attitude is really kind." Qiu Zhang said, obviously, she took this as a responsible professor pointing out a little girl whose mind was full of fantasies.

"But who is Firenze?" she asked.

"A centaur," said Harry.

"So she didn't imagine it?" Qiu Zhang said with interest, she looked at Luna in the distance and thoughtfully: "I'm two grades apart from her, but I've heard of her Nickname - Crazy Girl, you know what?"

"She's not crazy," said Ginny coldly, "just a little—"

"It's weird." Ron nodded in agreement. Ginny glared at him.

"Oh," Qiu Zhang said apologetically, "are you friends?"

At this time, Luna had jumped back, and her fluffy hair fell together. "How was the chat?" Ginny asked, hoping her friend would dispel unrealistic fantasies, the resurrection of the dead or something...that's too far-fetched.

"Professor promised to help me keep an eye on it and lend it to me if I find it," she said happily.

"Digory—" Felix called over there, and Cedric stood up and walked over with his notes. Felix flipped through it roughly, ran through it quickly in his mind, and said to him, "It's already very presentable. There are many details that I didn't consider. I can see that you spent a lot of effort."

Cedric smiled shyly.

"You should also contribute to the "Magic New Solution" magazine, right?"

Cedric nodded.

"It has been sent."

"I'll leave this note first, I need to read it carefully, and then we'll discuss..."

Then Felix beckoned to Draco, who came over reluctantly.

"Tell me what you think," Felix asked, looking in the direction of the sofa, where Sister Greengrass was looking. "Your classmates can see that you are not normal recently. I told you before that you can come to me if you have something you can't think of."

"They're nosy," Draco said irritably. "Especially the little one who blamed me for ruining her ghost food."

Felix casually asked a few things about what happened, probably Astoria got a ghost food from nowhere. This thing is actually quite rare, and it is difficult to save. It is only available in classroom No. 7, so he gave some to Warren——

He turned his head and stared at Varun, well, he seemed to know where Astoria got the ghost food.

The plot that followed was that Astoria took it out to show off, and was accidentally smashed by Draco. "I lost the game and didn't notice that she suddenly jumped out." Draco defended himself.

"Then what happened recently?"

Draco's face flushed. Felix was very experienced in this, "I promise not to say it." So Draco took out a delicate, ornate, intricate coat of arms from his pocket.

When Felix saw the 'm' letter on it, he roughly guessed it.

"The Malfoy family crest?"

Draco nodded, "It's in a letter from my mother." Felix knew it in his heart, and he helped forward the letter.

"So they left the responsibility to you?" Felix asked with a smile. "Anything to gain?"

"A little bit," Draco said hesitantly, sizing him up carefully, "Professor, are you going to break the secrecy laws when the war is over?"

Felix scratched his head a little, "You surprised me a lot today - who told you that?" Isn't this a rumor? He even mocked Grindelwald about it himself.

"Isn't it?" Draco looked disappointed, and seeing the professor's raised eyebrows, he said quickly, "I guessed it myself. Professor, I think you must have heard my grandfather Abraxas Malfoy. name?" he asked expectantly.

"I heard something."

"He died when I was young, and I remembered his words recently. He said," Draco swallowed, "everyone has their place, the difference is that the place of the strong is not called a place, but mission."

"Oh?" Felix said uncertainly.

"I thought, if you have this plan, I can help." Draco stammered, "You told me before that my wand is suitable for medical magic, plus employment counseling after school... I've been looking into this information recently."

Felix has only one thought at the moment, Lucius can retire as soon as possible.

It turns out that Draco didn't want to be a healer, but rather came up with the idea of ​​a 'Muggle-Wizards Hospital', and although his idea was not perfect, it was enough to surprise Felix.

"Your thoughts... are a bit advanced, and I can't give you a clear answer. After all, it's hard to say what the future holds, but you can really work hard in this direction. According to your ideas, at least become an excellent therapist first. You have a lot to learn."

Draco went back to the sofa and sat down, Neville, Harry and Ron came over, Hermione thought about it, and followed.

The three boys looked at him eagerly, eager for the "method of getting a high score" in his mouth. As for Hermione, she strongly resented the trick, but she came over in order to understand the situation.

'I'm looking for information. ' Hermione told herself.

Felix didn't talk nonsense, let them wait here for a while took out a set of potions textbooks from the bedroom.

He fondly stroked the cover: "They helped me a lot."

"Is this your Potions textbook from school?" Harry guessed.

"Ah, how do you say it? You don't think I can afford new textbooks when I go to school, do you?" Felix said, "At that time, the school's financial aid was very limited, and I had to be careful. I could only afford second-hand books and old robes. But there is a saying that goes, 'Thinking a little bit further makes everything better than it is now.'"

"Not long after school started, I found out that the school has a special storage cabinet for old textbooks. I took a moment to select the best quality among them - I can't believe that some people's textbooks are close to brand new with only one name on them."

Harry lowered his head and stared at the set of textbooks in the professor's hands, tattered with corners and corners, as if they had been horribly abused.

"...not including the Potions textbook. I have carefully selected this set of books, and you will find that the beauty of it is not its appearance."

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