The speech continued in the Star Square of Hogsmeade.
Felix smiled and said, "Many people have fantasies about that era, but if you wake up one day and find yourself in ancient times, you will regret it in less than two days..."
A low laugh rang out in the square.
Then Felix spent some time systematically explaining the ancient magic runes. Of course, the content was quite broad. These things can basically be found in the magic rune booklet sold in Diagon Alley, but with Felix's personal demonstration, the printed text will become more convincing.
"Starting from a single ancient rune, many branches extend downward: rune circuits related to ancient alchemy; rune sequences related to ancient magic, and rune spells combined with modern spells... Although I have sorted out the context of the ancient rune field, I have not touched on those details. As I said, perfecting a discipline is never a one-person job."
Many wizards nodded in agreement. Among them were magic ministers and senior officials from different countries, principals of magic schools, experts in ancient writing, and officials from the International Confederation of Wizards. It was these people who decided whether a magic discipline would be promoted or not.
"Next, please invite Remus Lupin, the actual manager of the Future World Company, to introduce the application of ancient runes to everyone. He knows more about this than I do." Felix gave up his seat, "By the way, wizards who are preparing to participate in the magic exchange session can sign up."
Lupin straightened his clothes, his feet a little weak. He secretly encouraged himself and walked to a corner of the star pattern. When he looked up, he saw thousands of eyes staring at him.
"Ahem. We not only use ancient magic runes, but also try to summarize effective strategies in the process, in other words, theory..."
When Felix stood in the center of the square again, it was almost noon.
"The rumors about the Elder Wand are false, there is no doubt about that. The reason why I put it now is because of the foreshadowing before, you will understand my reason better - for me, even if the Elder Wand really exists, it is not necessary for me. On the contrary, I am getting rid of the restrictions of the wand little by little."
Felix, who came on stage again, spoke very briefly. He waved his hand, and the ebony wand was suspended in the air. The crowd looked at it with burning eyes.
"The wand is the most important thing for a wizard. I can't let anyone who shows up check it, so I came up with a way: speak with strength. As long as you beat me, let alone give it to you for inspection, what's wrong with giving it to you?"
A wizard wearing a cloak whispered in the crowd:
"The challenge letter says that you don't use a wand-"
"That's right."
Some wizards were ready to move.
"I'll go first," a red-necked wizard shouted. He threw the challenge letter in his hand into the air. The challenge letter burned violently and condensed into magic symbols in the air.
"The contract is established, regardless of life or death." Amelia Bones said solemnly.
Many wizards who were eager to try seemed to be poured with a basin of ice water.
"My name is David Oliet," said the red-necked wizard. He carefully pulled out his wand and circled around the edge of the venue. He found that Felix was standing in the middle without moving. He cursed in a low voice and stood opposite Felix.
"I'm going to start." He said angrily.
Felix smiled and nodded.
"Die!"
A red light flew out from the tip of the wand, and Felix stretched out his hand, and the spell rubbed against his fingers and slipped away.
The red-necked wizard was a little dumbfounded, and many onlookers were also in an uproar. They didn't know the existence of the human armor spell. Only wizards with extremely sharp eyesight could see the fleeting light of the spell.
"He wrapped the defensive spell on his hand..."
The red-necked wizard tried several times, but he couldn't break through Felix's defense at all. He had to leave in disappointment and stand with his family.
After a moment of silence, another wizard stood up. He was completely hidden in the bandages, with only a pair of eyes exposed.
"Who is that person?" Bones asked in a low voice.
"It's too late. Maybe he hid well before and only appeared today." Kingsley replied.
Felix and the bandaged wizard didn't say anything nonsense. The bandaged wizard raised one hand and shot a black light from his wand. The humanoid armor spell that was attached to Felix's body suddenly expanded into a ball. The black light hit the magic barrier and burned with a dark flame.
Felix waved his hand and moved the burning barrier aside to avoid the equally swift spell. He stretched out his hand and let a ball of black lightning jump on his fingertips. The next second, he suddenly appeared in front of the bandaged wizard, with his palm directly on his face-
the black arc flashed freely.
After a few seconds, the bandaged wizard slowly fell down.
The cheerful atmosphere in the morning was gone.
"Go down and save him." Bones said loudly, and whispered to Kingsley at the same time: "Check his identity - if he is still alive."
The red-necked wizard who had just come on stage in the crowd touched his face, "It hurts so much to be hit like this."
Felix returned to the center of the venue and waited for the next challenger. Under the magic contract, everyone had to face him.
The third wizard came up tremblingly, "We are just sparring, right?"
Felix grinned: "Of course."
The wizard automatically admitted defeat after using a few magic spells, and Felix did not embarrass him.
The onlookers gradually summed up the rules. If they followed the international duel rules, the challengers would basically leave the stage intact, and at most they would be hit by a stun spell. The one who looked the worst had a stinging curse on his face, and his nose swelled up to the size of a tomato.
But if you don't follow the rules or use a lethal spell, the results are often not good. A guy who agreed to spar but used a curse in the challenge was rebounded by the spell, and half of his body turned into wood.
Felix stood in the middle of the field somewhat bored. The next challenger seemed to have lost his courage and refused to come up. Suddenly, he smelled a strong malice, and it was not just one person. Felix narrowed his eyes.
A dozen shadows suddenly appeared. They were dressed in the same way, hiding their heads and showing their faces. As they appeared, they cast spells one after another, cooperating with each other tacitly. One person was specially sent to fly into the air and reach out to grab the floating wand in the air.
There was a cry of surprise from the crowd.
The spells came from all directions, but strangely stopped in the air. The black wizard in the air could not help but look back. The lights of more than a dozen spells were like fireworks, hanging in the air.
Felix, who was surrounded in the middle, held a ball of liquid-like golden flame in one hand and poured it down indifferently.
The flames surged and instantly filled the open space of hundreds of feet.
When the flames went out, the dozen people disappeared completely, and only a black wand was floating in the air, as if nothing had happened.
"Where are the people?" someone asked in a low voice.
"Maybe they saw that the situation was not good and Apparated." The person next to him said uncertainly. He had a more terrible answer in his heart.
Dumbledore in the corner looked embarrassed. He did not agree with killing, especially such a violent method, but he could not blame, just like he could not stand up and admit that the Elder Wand was in his hand.
The impact would be much more serious.
The bloody traces of the Elder Wand are splattered all over the history of magic, not just its bloody inheritance history. There is no shortage of ambitious people and dark wizards in every era. In order to find the Elder Wand, the number of people who died in the process far exceeds the sum of all the owners of the Elder Wand.
The best way is to let the legend of the Elder Wand disappear with today and become a fairy tale again.
If he took one step beyond that, thousands of innocent lives might be lost.
Felix looked around, and pairs of evil eyes lowered their heads and dared not look at him. His goal seemed to have been achieved, but he couldn't help sighing in his heart as he looked at Dumbledore's back as he left.
He suppressed his irritability and erased the knowledge about Horcruxes bit by bit. Just now, he suddenly discovered something: as long as he wanted, he could make a prototype of a Horcrux right now. His soul was crumbling, as if it would fall off at any time.
Did I do something wrong?
Felix looked at the sky. The sky was gloomy and overcast, but his thoughts gradually became clear and firm.
I am Felix Hepp, not someone else. It is impossible for me to live according to the will of others.
I am not wrong.
He opened his hands, and the milky white light gathered to form a huge white beam of light that rushed into the sky. Everyone stared at this scene in a daze. White light surged in the black clouds, and then small beams of light broke through the clouds and sprinkled soft light.
Felix exhaled, retracted his gaze, and said calmly: "The challenge continues."