The road from the Black Lake back to the castle was full of laughter and joy. Felix estimated that they would occupy the auditorium for a celebration like last time. The only difference was that the warriors from several other schools also followed the crowd towards the castle.

"We have achieved our goal, haven't we?" Bagman said standing beside him, "Let the students experience the meaning of cooperation in competition."

"That doesn't sound like you saying that." Felix smiled slightly.

"Oh, okay... Actually it's Barty's speech, I found it in his office." Bagman explained in a low voice: "I'm not very good at these, but if you need to liven up the atmosphere... Let's get back to business." He suddenly became uneasy. "

It's about that... what do you call it, the magic projector?" He hesitated and looked at the distance. Students lined up in a long line along the marble steps to enter the castle. From time to time, some "crackling" explosions were heard, or red sparks shot out from the tip of someone's wand. The projection

screen on the shore of the Black Lake stood in place, and several "Future World" staff members were circling around it. These projection screens will be dismantled and put into a temporary warehouse until they are used next time.

"That's right," Felix said. In fact, there is not much difference between the magic phonograph and the magic projector. The magic used is similar, but Felix hopes that the projector can show ordinary movies.

He looked at Bagman, who wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I know that the 'Future World' company has obtained the authorization to sell the images of the second project..."

Felix nodded slightly and said calmly, "There is indeed such a plan. The topic brought by the championship will not be less than that of the Quidditch World Cup, and there will be no worries about sales. The only problem is that Remus is trying to make the projector more refined. In the words of Clemmy, it is more magical..." "

I can convince the Ministry of Magic to promote these images." Bagman said, his forehead was densely soaked with sweat, and it looked shiny in the sun. "To convince Fudge... He's had a hard time recently. He miscalculated. No one cares whether the Ministry of Magic has promoted another international potion cooperation under his leadership. People want to know more exciting and eye-catching information, such as the competition. One of my colleagues told me that other countries have reprinted a lot of our reports."

"I don't plan to change the contract-"

"Oh, of course not, it won't affect you. I just made a suggestion. Fudge will agree. He hopes to divert the public's attention." Bagman said slowly: "You know, there are rumors circulating in the Ministry recently... Dark Mark... Old Barty was arrested, and Scrimgeour is very dissatisfied..."

...

"Don't spoil the fun, Hermione, we must have a good time for a while." Ron said happily.

Fleur and her companions just left. She came to thank Harry. She kissed Harry on the cheek twice, which made Ron very envious. Then the warriors of Uagadou separated the crowd and admired Harry's wonderful Patronus Charm.

Captain Nona Lebert also gave Harry a talisman, which looked like a hollow knot made of leaves and branches.

"It can protect you," Nona said solemnly.

The other two warriors of Vagado stood beside her, like guards. It was the first time Harry was so close to them. He suddenly realized that the three of them were so tall.

Harry took the knot and muttered, "Thank you." Then he hung it on his clothes.

"It looks good." Nona smiled and they turned and left.

What happened next was too much for the three of them to handle. One by one, the warriors looked for opportunities to be alone with them just to say a few words. Even the gloomy and shrewd-looking Graves took the initiative to talk to them. Harry didn't have a good impression of him before because he tried to attack Hermione with powerful magic, but it was rare that he took the initiative to talk to them.

"What day is it today?" Ron asked with his eyes wide open.

"It should be the credit of Harry's patronus." Hermione thought for a while and gave an answer.

"But I only used one spell," Harry said with wide eyes, "They looked at me as if I had done something amazing..."

"Oh, that's different, Harry." Hermione looked at him with a mixture of admiration and regret.

Harry looked back, somewhat confused.

"By the end of the game, everyone was exhausted. If it weren't for your Patronus, they might have all been caught by the mermaids. That's a completely different difference - the evaluation of success and failure," Hermione said, "I think that's why they are grateful to you."

"So," Ron was surprised, "we had a chance to leave everyone far behind in the second task?"

"It's just a possibility," Hermione said with a straight face, "I guess if that's the case, the other teams would have gotten at most half of the current score, but that's all speculation, after all, Harry has made his choice." Harry

scratched his head. He didn't think that much, but felt that he had to do something in that situation, not to mention that Cedric and the others were also involved. Hermione's words made him blush a little, but fortunately at this time Fred and the Weasley twins passed by them, and he winked at them and followed them.

"Hello, Mr. Bagman... can we buy you a drink?" Fred and George stepped out and said with a smile.

"Oh, uh, kids... well, let's go over there to talk..." Bagman said, and hurried away with Fred and George, almost bumping into Harry, Ron and Hermione who were following behind. They slowed down their pace tacitly and pricked up their ears to ask.

"I will get a sum of money soon. When? Today. So don't worry, kids!" Bagman said in a raised voice, and then he and the twins disappeared into the hall.

"Guess they-oh, professor." Hermione looked at Felix and said.

Harry and Ron also greeted them. Felix nodded at them and smiled and said, "Congratulations." He said meaningfully, "You will be famous because of this game."

"Is it in the newspapers?" Ron asked with great interest. "I saw quite a few reporters coming, but they only took a look when we came out of the Black Lake, and then turned their cameras to those distinguished guests." He added sarcastically.

"Maybe more than that." Felix said with a smile, "Maybe you will have your own fan mail... I guess, in a month or two?"

Harry and the others left in confusion.

Near dusk, Sirius knocked on the office door in a hurry, "Felix, I want to borrow your fireplace. I almost forgot that I promised to go back to school to sort out the equipment. Old Vernal can't handle it alone..."

"How is school life?" Felix asked him, sitting behind the chair.

"That's it," Sirius said vaguely, while hurriedly grabbing a handful of Floo powder and sprinkling it on the fireplace, "Those naughty students... are everywhere, sometimes I really want to hit them on the head with my wand."

"Maybe this is what Dumbledore is worried about," said Felix.

Sirius stared at him, stunned for a moment, and shouted: "You mean he is worried that I will beat students? I can't be--"

"I didn't say anything," Felix looked at him with a smile and said in a teasing tone, "But you definitely can't think of yourself as a student anymore. Maybe you like the title of the leader of the children? Want to be the head of Gryffindor House?"

Sirius made a rude gesture and disappeared in the rising green flames.

Felix retracted his attention and stared at the magic book on the table.

It lay there quietly, flickering every few seconds, as if it was breathing rhythmically. He didn't know whether it was breathing or not, but he knew one thing, the book was indeed growing.

At first, he just wanted to organize the magic runes he had learned. For convenience and out of habit, he chose the shape of a book. At first, the magic book was completely illusory, without any entity. Later, there were the first page and the second page.

Felix whispered, "In fact, I should have thought of it earlier. The number is meaningless. My understanding of ancient magic runes constitutes the skeleton of the book. When the magic runes are filled in one by one, these magic runes will spontaneously find the best arrangement... It's finally time to harvest."

His index finger gently brushed the spine of the book, and the magic book opened at once.