Chapter 474: Guessing

Fear? Actually, a bit ... but there is even more doubt. Felix can't think why he didn't dodge the Killing Curse, no matter how he thought about it. That memory showed the green light of the spell being released head-on, there is no question of a sneak attack. Moreover, Felix thought about his own reaction in the memory - Very calm.

Would he accept death so calmly? He wondered with interest.

Valen gently pulled the shirt on his chest, and Felix lowered his head and smiled, "It should just a prank." He went into the bedroom, put Valen in her crib, and then re-entered the office.

The small box that had contained the "memory of death" laid quietly on his desk, and Felix examined it carefully, then pulled some padded postcard out of it. The front of the postcard is a landscape picture of Great Britain with a printed motto: Everyone has the right to choose.

Felix could easily tell that it is an ordinary card, probably from a newsstand somewhere in the Muggle world? He turned the back, and it is blank.

Who could it be from? Is it possible that it really is a nasty prank?

But from the quote, Felix felt an element of goodwill, and with life and death at stake, nobody would be sloppy, at least he would not.

He temporarily assumed it is true: someone witnessed his death and ventured back in time to warn him.

At this point, the small golden clock pointed at the eleven o'clock position, he took the small golden clock and put it on the small table in front of the couch together with the postcard, then he gently waved his finger, the shelf with a row of communication mirror, the fever Knut... in the ring, along with all things that can be used to contact with the outside world placed with it.

Felix leaned on the back of the couch, waiting quietly like a silent statue, occasionally casting a casual glance at the small golden clock. Time passed, and midnight passed without anyone contacting him, one can hear a few insects chirping occasionally in that silent night, but otherwise, no one suddenly appeared, asking him to rush to the unknown battlefield.

When the hands of the small clock stopped at the position of four in the morning, he finally moved, a full five hours had passed since he received this special gift. Felix knew exactly what this meant - the maximum duration of time travel without causing any possible serious damage is approximately five hours.

Someone performed long-term time travel!

Felix raised his head and stared at the ceiling; the white light from the magic lamp is not blinding, but it made him a little dizzy. He slowly closed his eyes, and the next moment he appeared in the bronze armchair in the thinking room.

Felix still had that memory twisted in his fingers, and with a single, hard toss of his hand, familiar images surfaced in midair until-

"Avada Kedavra!"

The voice is cold and sharp, and he recognizes the owner of the voice as Voldemort.

"So this is a warning from the future, from an unknown time, by which time Voldemort has been resurrected." Felix thought to himself. He stared at the image that kept repeating in midair. This memory had obviously been processed to hide the perspective of the owner of the memory, but the technique is so crude that for a memory master like him, he could see the cracks in it at a glance.

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

The only thing Felix could be sure of at this moment would be that the owner of the memory did not want to reveal his/her identity and that he/she was thoughtful, not unfamiliar with memory magic, supposedly learning, practicing, or at least having regular contact with this type of magic.

What else could be analysed? Felix stroked his chin, "Of course, perspective is also important."

He put his right leg over his left leg and looked at the illusory image under the stairs while sitting on the bronze chair. Inside the thinking room, except for the chair he is seated on and the dozen or so stairs under the chair, there is nothing around him, and it looked like he is currently in a vast never-ending square room.

At the moment, the sound of Voldemort reciting a killing curse incantation continuously echoed in the square room.

"Avada Kedavra! ... Avada Kedavra! ... Avada Kedavra! ... Avada Kedavra!..... Avada Kedavra!... ..."

"If Voldemort resurrected at that time, then the identity of the person who saw all this, does it mean that he/she is a Death Eater? No, not necessarily ... may one of the enemies of Voldemort."

Felix wants to find out who this person is and get more information.

From the information available, this person - whether male or female, their relationship with him should be close, have a good brain, possibly discussed memory magic with him, and their identity must be special enough to be involved in a sudden battle that broke out, maybe a Death Eater, Auror, or someone he yet to meet for time being. And the most crucial point is that this person must possess a time-turner.

But until dawn, there's one question that Felix could not understand: obviously there is time, why that person risked a very dangerous long-term time travel?

He did not want to live? Or had to do so? What is the special point in doing so?

Felix's feelings are very mixed, if all this is true, he really died in the hand of Voldemort - or the person who sent the memories thinks so, then this action is tantamount to changing the history of what has happened, so you can imagine the backlash from time.

Changing known history is Dangerous, and as far as he knows no one has really succeeded and come back in one piece, let alone adding long-term time travel.

No rush to make a decision ... Felix cautioned himself, he needed to confirm a few things first.

Early in the morning of June 22, Felix appeared in the great hall early, still, the meal took him a rather long time because he was waiting for a few people. When Snape appeared in his black robes, Felix smiled slightly and moved next to Snape.

"You have a time-turner." Felix said with certainty.

Snape stared at him expressionlessly for a moment, "Your level of joking has regressed." He said coldly.

"I was just trying to liven things up a bit. Severus," Felix said with a shrug.

Not him. Felix thought as he stared at Snape's back as he left.

The second person is Dumbledore, Felix asked him if his "little trick" of snapping his fingers off a spell came from the ability he gained after the transformation.

"Have you finally made it that far, Felix?" Dumbledore asked softly, he seemed to be caught up in the memory, half a moment before he looked up, Felix is still waiting for his answer. Dumbledore nodded gently, "the so-called transformation, or transformation towards 'magical being', although the terminology is different, but in my understanding, it is actually the process of you diving deep into a certain field to the point of unfathomable, and then with a flash of inspiration and integration."

"When this step is reached, your magic will begin to transform naturally to match your understanding of magic ... As for what each person will gain, it should be related to his field of study, I can rebound a spell, which is inherently a higher level of human transfiguration."

Felix suddenly enlightened.

Previously, Dumbledore had performed a very high level, closer to the essence of the magic transfiguration on his own hands, thus simulating the ability of a certain magical creature. The names of a series of powerful creatures flashed through his mind, Dragons, Manticore, Cockatrice, Chimera, Basilisk ...

And this seems to mean that Dumbledore can break some of the common sense of the wizarding community, such as the inability of wizards in morphing into magical creatures, even Animagus cannot do that, but Dumbledore has undoubtedly touched this realm.

Magic Creatures ... So that's what she meant? Felix thought.

He could not help but guess what ability he would gain after completing his transformation, it must be related to the ancient rune ... He began to figure out what characteristics ancient runes have, but he really had difficulty giving a precise definition, because the number of runes is too much, saying it has a thousand variations is not too much.

A flash went through his mind. A thousand changes ... put this term on him, is not the incarnation of ancient rune? This idea seems to be consistent with the memory of the picture - Voldemort used the Killing Curse, and his body transformed into some kinda a rune to evade it. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ n0vᴇl(ꜰ)ire.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

It is fascinating to think about.

However, a new question arises, if he will not die at all, why would that person have risked long-term time travelling? Also, he hadn't completed the transformation yet, he currently fell short by quite a bit. Felix estimated that there would be no hope until at least the end of this summer and the beginning of the new school year.

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

Felix put down his knife and fork and left the great hall with a load of confusion, that's when Harry, Ron, and Hermione happened to walk in, as they discussed something intensely.

"Granger, Potter, Weasley," he called out after a moment's hesitation, "is your research into time-turner... progressing well?"

Harry and Ron subconsciously looked at Hermione.

"Oh! Professor, uh, we haven't started yet," Hermione said with a small smile, "planning to do that after the tournament is over."

"Oh, I see."

He nodded at the trio and turned to leave. The timing seemed right, of course, assuming they actually made it. It seemed he would have to keep an eye on them all the time. A new question popped up in his mind, and that is, of the three of them, who is more likely to have used the time-turner?

If it is just a repair, naturally Granger is more likely. But it's not really easy to tell who the person 'using' it.

Felix's heart sank, he had warned her.

But all this could not be determined yet, he still had time to obtain more evidence to verify his suspicions. When the second year exams finished tomorrow, there would be basically nothing for him to do until the end of the semester, so he can keep a close eye on Granger's progress with their repair work on the time-turner.

That included the entire summer as well. It is a pity because Felix planned to visit Azkaban during the summer, as he had obtained several names from Lucius, who are the most loyal followers of Voldemort, and perhaps among them, there is probably someone who knows the secret of the Horcrux.

This guess came to him when he was in the Ministry of Magic, at first he went astray, later when he linked Dumbledore, Voldemort, Azkaban, and the Death Eaters together, the real inspiration triggered: if Voldemort had suffered many serious injuries, he certainly had a regular assistant, this person is likely to be a Death Eater and an extremely loyal Death Eater. Then the memories in this person's head are undoubtedly a treasure - a treasure that conceals the Horcrux's location - waiting for him to dig.

Especially the one called Bellatrix, who Lucius said was insane and fanatically worshipped the Dark Lord, and Felix suspected she had suffered a severe Confundus Charm or memory tampering. Maybe not necessarily though, Lucius thinks she's cruel and vicious to the bone, and that the Dark Lord's presence is just the thing that fulfilled her morbid desires ...

The other side.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione just came out of the Owlery, as Hermione looked troubled.

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