In the evening,

Felix came out of the auditorium after dinner and was stopped by Cedric and Roger Davis who were waiting in the corridor.

"Weather magic? This is a very obscure branch of magic." Felix looked at Cedric in surprise.

"I think it's very suitable for the first project." Cedric said clearly, "When you can't fight against the opponent, you can try to use roundabout means, such as hiding, blocking sight and so on. I found a spell in the library these two days, Mist Surrounding, which can create a fog out of thin air, so that I don't have to use the combination of Water Purification Spell and Explosion Spell."

"Do you want to develop it in depth in this area?" Felix thought about it seriously and said slowly, "It's not impossible, but the fog will be restrained by the fire of the fire dragon. Have you thought about this?" "

Professor Flitwick gave me some suggestions. He said that the essential spell for those dragon trainers is the Extinguishing Spell, which can specifically extinguish the magical flames of the fire dragon-"

Felix nodded and said approvingly, "That's right, but it requires a lot of practice."

"Yes, that spell is too difficult. We are not sure whether we can reach the level of those dragon trainers before the game. So we must have a backup plan. In the past few days in classroom 7, we have learned enough about fire dragons and know the characteristics of each type of dragon. Collins came up with an idea-"

"Why didn't she come?"

"Oh, uh, she confiscated a batch of illegal badges and is filling out forms..."

Felix nodded, "Go on, what is her idea?"

"Professor Sprout's greenhouse No. 8 gave her the inspiration. You know, there are seven greenhouses in the school. Counting the virtual greenhouse in classroom No. 7, it is the eighth..." Cedric explained: "Professor Sprout's memory replicated various rare plants, but the rarer they are, the more... weird they are."

He said carefully choosing his words. He, Roger and Collins had tried it before, and the various magical plants taught them a hard lesson. Devil's vine, whomping willow, black thorn, exploding berry, Mibu Mibao pus... and many other things they didn't recognize at all.

In the end, it was Sprout's memory that came out to rescue them. Roger Davis was swallowed by a huge umbrella-shaped plant, leaving only two legs. Although they knew that his life was not in danger, they were still frightened.

This caused Cedric to be a little afraid of his own smiling dean in the next few days.

However, it was precisely because of the deep impression left by that challenge that they subconsciously leaned towards this aspect when learning about fire dragons and thinking about coping strategies.

"Dean Sprout was a little reluctant," Cedric said, "but she still gave us some precious black thorn seeds."

He looked at Roger Davis next to him, "Roger has learned the Growth Spell, and is also good at mixing potions. According to Professor Sprout's method, we can get a batch of black thorns that can grow quickly."

"The only disadvantage is that this method cannot be a regular method of fighting the enemy. Because black thorn seeds are very precious, and using potions and growth spells will destroy the structure of the seeds and make them wither quickly."

Felix thought about it in his mind. Isn't that the beaded bag of his assistant? There are also a few devil vines in her bag. Maybe she has forgotten it. Its function is similar to the method proposed by Cedric, except that the devil vines are processed with magic runes.

Felix thought silently, and he looked at the two for a long time.

"Originally I was going to put this part on the weekend, about the mutual restraint and coordination of spells, testing the spells you are good at, combining your own characteristics to formulate strategies, and practicing repeatedly in classroom 7... But now that you already have an idea." Felix took out a piece of parchment and quickly wrote down the names of several books and a string of spells.

"There are some materials on weather magic in it, you can take a look first." He suddenly frowned and put the note away, "I thought about it a little bit. If there is anyone who is best at environmental magic, besides the tent merchant, it must be Mr. Scamander."

"Mr. Scamander?" Cedric and Roger Davis looked at him curiously.

"Ah, that's right." Felix showed a look of reminiscence, "He and his wife live in seclusion in Dorset County. I visited once during the holidays. That's how I got my Niffler. They have a huge basement, which has been expanded with the traceless extension spell. It contains magical animals from all over the world that need to be taken care of."

Cedric and Roger Davis blinked, as if they thought of something.

"You should know that different magical animals have different suitable living environments. For this reason, Newt has divided them into different areas. Each area has completely different terrain and weather. There are volcanoes, ponds, thunderclouds, dense forests... Although they are not large, they are very comprehensive."

"We completely ignored this!" Cedric shouted. He glanced at Roger Davis. Both of them had an impulse and wanted to run to Classroom 7 right away.

After they left excitedly, Felix turned his thoughts. He didn't pay much attention to the little wizards in the past two days, but he didn't expect that the little wizards were quite active. Is it the same for Harry and the others?

Are they also working hard in secret?

He smacked his lips. Students with initiative are easy to lead. He began to look forward to tomorrow.

But tonight, he has an important meeting.

In the evening, the night is deep.

The November night is already very cold, especially on the top of the mountain without any shelter, the wind is whimpering, and the trees are swaying.

Felix sat on a bare rock and calculated the time of the full moon in his mind. Unknowingly, it was eleven o'clock.

"Shh!"

A figure suddenly appeared, wearing a hood and a precious fur cloak.

Felix looked at the stranger, "Lucius, your cane is really beautiful." Lucius

lowered his hood, his light golden hair looked like silver gray in the night, he exhaled a breath of cold air, met Felix's eyes, shuddered suddenly, and groaned.

"Legitimate?" He said angrily.

"Relax, I usually wouldn't be so rude, but since you are seeking to cooperate with me, I always have to test your ability first... This is the basis of all cooperation."

Lucius frowned.

He realized that something was wrong. Before this, no, to be precise, before the Quidditch World Cup, his attitude towards Felix had always been neither far nor close. Except for the funeral of Sirius's brother Regulus Black, he represented several pure-blood families and tried to incorporate a dazzling new star into his group, and there was no other action.

Unfortunately, that attempt failed.

But later Felix expressed a cooperative attitude, and he was very familiar with the style of the speech at the funeral. In his imagination, Felix was going to enter politics and join the Ministry of Magic. Of course, he would not take ordinary positions seriously, so it could only be Fudge's position.

If you want to become the Minister of Magic, you must have the support of a part of the family. And Malfoy can influence the attitudes of a large number of people.

But this is not the only possibility. Because I don't know when Felix's influence has been very far-reaching. Lucius stared at Felix with his shrewd eyes. He felt that Felix was imitating someone.

Dumbledore!

The same academic achievements, the same strength, the same preference for Muggles, and even-they all became professors at Hogwarts.

The only difference is that Felix also opened a company, which was managed by the werewolf.

How could Lucius not know who Lupin was? The first generation of the Order of the Phoenix, Felix appointed Dumbledore's people, what does this mean?

He carefully chewed on the meaning of Felix's words, sweating in the cold wind. He thought for a long time before he spoke tactfully: "You should say the opposite, Mr. Happ? It was you who sought to cooperate with the Malfoy family--"

"Really," Felix said softly, "it seems that you don't know how dangerous your situation is. It's not the bad behavior in the Quidditch World Cup, although I really want to curse you... I remind you, diary."

Lucius Malfoy's face turned pale.

"Mr. Happ, I don't understand what you mean."

"There are some things I won't reveal. After all, it involves your son and my students. In this regard, our wills are the same." Felix said, "But I need you to know where the danger is, so as to avoid being unaware when the matter is settled later." "

The Chamber of Secrets has nothing to do with the Malfoy family, let alone Draco." Lucius gritted his teeth and said, "Besides, that man is dead!" Felix

looked at him deeply, "Just think so, but it doesn't prevent you from thinking about it slowly when you are alone. Then, let me tell you a story about a clever little wizard. Well, he happens to have the same hair as you..." "

...Just like that, he defeated the relic of the Dark Lord - the diary that contains his precious memories." Felix didn't mention the Horcrux, but Lucius's face was pale at this moment. "And I, as a professor in the school, saw through this dark magic item and destroyed it without hesitation, thus protecting all students, especially those from Muggle-born students."

"A brilliant victory, what do you think, Lucius?"