Newt looked surprised and fascinated.

He stared at the unusually large bird snake, his eyes focused and burning, and murmured: "Am I dreaming? I hope Tina doesn't wake me up halfway." He tried to get closer, but the bird snake seemed to be frightened by his attitude. It flapped its wings and brought a strong wind, pushing him back a few steps.

"Wow, calm down."

Newt took out a canning bottle filled with beetles from somewhere on his body. "I know you like this. I don't mean to hurt you. Look, this is food." As he said, he tried to slowly unscrew the lid, and found that the bird snake began to shrink slowly.

"Felix?" He said with obvious confusion.

Soon the bird snake was only the size of a newly hatched shell, and its body was coiled together. Valen jumped off the table and looked at the bird snake. His black eyes sparkled. The two little guys were actually almost the same height.

"Chi!"

Valen was about to reach out to grab it, but the bird snake had already scurried to the side. As the mist spread, Felix's figure reappeared. He stretched out his hand and the robe covered him, returning to normal.

"The show is over."

Felix snapped his fingers, and the mist quickly dissipated.

Newt showed a clear expression of disappointment.

"You don't want to study me, do you?" Felix said vigilantly.

"Oh, no, how could that be?" Newt said in a panic, his eyes still fixed on him, "Of course not, I can tell the difference between you. There are no such big bird snakes in reality, at least I haven't seen them. Is it because of you?" He changed the subject lamely.

But to be honest, Felix was secretly relieved. Just now, Newt's eyes were like looking at a favorite magical animal, and it was a new species that he had never seen before.

"It should be my fault." He said, sitting on a stone, "I have tried to transform magical animals several times recently, but it is obvious that the latest bird snake transformation is easier and more complete. I guess it may be because I have a very good grasp of the scaling spell."

"The magic you used on the blasting-tailed skrewt?" Newt asked sharply.

Felix nodded.

"No wonder," Newt said, "Ancient magic runs are deeply connected with magical beasts. I've read your thesis, but, well," he considered the wording, "you should understand that the two are different. I mean ancient magic and the talents of magical beasts. They are different."

"I understand," Felix nodded, "Maybe in the beginning, ancient magic runs did imitate magical beasts and plants, but when wizards combined pure magic symbols into the first new magic, the two were already clearly distinguished."

"However, I will try to restore their abilities."

His light blue eyes revealed infinite desire, "The talents of some magical beasts are really fascinating." He looked down at the Invisible Beast, a little guy with the ability to briefly predict the future, and then thought of the Phoenix Fawkes in the principal's office, reborn from the ashes... that must be extremely difficult.

"You are the most qualified person to say this." Newt also said with emotion, "Everyone underestimated the potential of ancient magic runes... When will you come next time? I can't wait to see the new changes."

"Wait until I encounter a bottleneck," Felix said with some regret, "I need time to digest the existing gains, and I guess I will be very busy in the next one or two years."

"War." Newt whispered.

...

After leaving Newt's house, Felix first went to the company headquarters in Diagon Alley for a walk.

The development of the "Future World" company has been on the right track, and Felix was surprised to find that the employees are generally young, and many of them are students who graduated from Hogwarts in the past two years.

"Currently we have 267 people. At your request, the development in the UK will remain at the current level, and we will expand rapidly abroad and establish bases." Clemmy said, holding a thick document.

"Is the plan to introduce the basics of alchemy going smoothly?"

"People with the basics of ancient magic runes master it quickly, and the rest of the progress is relatively slow."

"Don't worry," Felix nodded, "What about defense training?"

Clemmy sighed.

"Not all wizards like to fight, especially since the dueling class in the school has only been offered for a few years. You also know what the level of the previous Defense Against the Dark Arts class was... More than one-third of the employees have not mastered even a single dueling spell, let alone combat awareness. They do know a lot of small curses, but they are useless except for playing tricks on people."

"It's not bad if used well as a prank," Felix said, "but the company's employees must master the most basic self-protection skills, runes and armor charms..." He paused and thought for a while, "Forget it, not everyone has taken the ancient runes, so the armor charm and the stunning charm must be mastered as soon as possible, and the apparition and the light and fire charms can be postponed. The order can be postponed for a while, or handed over to employees abroad. We currently have no competitors."

Clemmy quickly wrote it down.

"What's the progress of the anti-thief waterfall?"

"Remus is still discussing it with Gringotts, but the goblins are indifferent to him." Clemmy said indignantly.

"The goblins want to remain neutral, or the more intense our fight, the happier they are..." Felix said, "Don't we still have the Ministry of Magic?"

"The Ministry of Magic has the technology, but it hasn't been used for hundreds of years," said Clemmy with a strange look on her face, "They can't find the right people to build a thief-proof waterfall."

"Didn't the Alchemy Association send anyone to help?" Felix asked curiously.

"After all, it is a magic organization spanning Europe," Clemmy shrugged, "Many people are unwilling to come at this sensitive time, and there are not many famous alchemists in the UK, unless you count Zonko."

"Zonko..." Felix was speechless.

Zonko is the owner of Zonko's Joke Shop in Hogsmeade. He used to be an alchemist, but his business was not good at the beginning. After struggling for a few years, he could not make ends meet and almost starved to death. Later, he had no choice but to switch to researching pranks and tricks products. Unexpectedly, he became a hit and has been going further and further in this field since then.

What should be done? Felix fell into deep thought. As his goal became bigger and bigger, he was worried that Voldemort would set his sights on the employees of Future World. In addition to the conventional protective magic, the Anti-Thief Waterfall was more strategically valuable. It could wash away all spells, all magical disguises, and its effective range even covered Polyjuice Potion and the Imperius Curse.

"Professor..." Clemmy raised her hand and looked at him with sparkling eyes.

Felix's heart moved, "Do you want to try?"

"That's right," said Clemmy, relieved. She thought she and the professor had the same idea. "We have more than fifty R&D wizards, each of whom is good at two or three directions and has experienced the development process of many new products. I can't think of a more tacit group."

Felix pondered the feasibility of the plan. The Ministry of Magic has the technology, they have a mature team, and enough brainpower. It seems to be a win-win result. It's just that I don't know whether the Ministry of Magic will agree to transfer the technology. It's hard to say. During the first war, the Ministry of Magic reached a cooperation with the Daily Prophet.

The Daily Prophet also developed rapidly after the war.

"Professor," Clemmy said eagerly, "Now is an opportunity."

"Okay." Felix agreed, "I'll go talk to Ms. Bones. If she doesn't have a better choice now, I'm sure I can convince her. Is there anything new?"

"Yes!" said Clemmy, "but they are all small things."

She flipped through the documents quickly.

"The Weasley twins are interning here, their"

"Wait, Fred and George are here? In the company? Now?" Felix asked in surprise.

"Yes," Clemens nodded, "They came here on the first day of the holiday, with a lot of weird ideas... Remus attached great importance to the series of curse-proof hats and cloaks they proposed. He appointed them as team leaders and personally assisted them." She pursed her lips, "But Remus rejected their You-Know-Who prank series, which are things like the Scare Box and Constipation Kernels... Fred kept yelling that Remus didn't know the goods, and said that you were full of praise for this thing. Is that true?"

"Well, I appreciate their design ideas, but making fun of Voldemort... It's really not appropriate. The Death Eaters will chase after them and cast the Killing Curse..."

Clemens stared at Felix's unnatural face for a while, revealing a suspicious expression.

"Ahem, let's continue."

"...Because of the Ministry of Magic's endorsement, the sales of magic rune cards have increased significantly. It is estimated that at this rate, every family will soon be able to have one set... In fact, things related to the promotion of magic runes are selling well. Whether it is the comic book extras released by Andes or the magic rune booklet, they have been reprinted again and again... Many people have written to ask about the spellcasting techniques of Illumination. Penelope has been working overtime recently."

Felix was not too surprised by this.

"Illumination can be regarded as the simplest and safest ancient magic." He said.

"Maybe not this reason," Clemmy said strangely, "The Anti-Dark Magic League recently announced some spells that are effective in resisting dark magic. In addition to the Light and Fire Spell, which is the top of the list, Illumination is also on the list. The recommended effect is that it can expel the Inferi on a large scale..."

"Uh, is that the reason? I thought it was out of love for ancient magic runes." Felix said jokingly.

"Professor," said Clemmy with a straight face, "Inferi are not even a trouble for you, but during the First War, You-Know-Who created a large number of Inferi to spread terror, which is the nightmare of countless wizards."

Felix scratched his chin. After being told by her, he never regarded Inferi as a threat, after all, he could get rid of them in various ways. But thinking carefully, Inferi are not so easy to deal with. They are not slow, have no sense of pain, and can resist conventional spells.

For wizards who can't Apparate and have families to support, it is indeed a nightmare.

If they cooperate with the army of Dementors, it will be even more terrifying.

...

He went to the Ministry of Magic that day to discuss cooperation in researching the thief-proof waterfall. Ms. Bones readily agreed, "I'm tired of the attitude of those goblins." The whole process was uneventful, except that Felix watched a quarrel between Sirius and Bones.

The cause was the Longbottom couple who returned from their trip.

The Ministry of Magic recently recruited a group of reserve Aurors and strikers, which resulted in a decline in the average combat level. Bones urgently needed an experienced Auror team leader and was very worried about this.

"As a result, the Order of the Phoenix quietly absorbed two important combat forces." Ms. Burns said dissatisfiedly.

Sirius' attitude was to never admit it.

"Is that the case? I didn't notice it. I have been here with you these days and I am so busy... You haven't paid me yet!" He put one hand in his pocket, squinted his eyes, and said in a very aggressive tone, "And are you sure Frank and Alice are members of the Order of the Phoenix?"

"Sirius Black! My brother is one of the first members of the Order of the Phoenix! Do you think I don't know?" Bones yelled at him.

Sirius immediately fell silent, rarely without rebuttal. He said with a complicated expression: "Edgar... He is a brave man and a reliable comrade. I am sorry for what happened to him."

Bones took a long time to calm down.

"I'm sorry, I lost my composure, Felix. Let's talk about the arrangements for the investiture ceremony. Dumbledore is worried that the Death Eaters will launch an attack on that day. Alas, in order to boost morale, we have to make a big fuss... Many people know about this."

If even the cleaners at the Ministry of Magic know about it, it's hard for the Death Eaters not to know.

"On the day of the investiture ceremony, we will arrange Aurors to guard the whole process. They are all the most trustworthy people. And with Dumbledore and you here, the possibility of danger is very low. I even think..." She hesitated and said, "We can take the initiative to attack and lure a group of Death Eaters."

"Absolutely not!" Sirius objected, "I can't let Harry and the others act as bait."

"Not them.

" "What?"

"It's not them who act as bait, it's our people," said Ms. Bones, "I'm one of them."

Sirius looked at her in astonishment.

"What? What do you think I became the director of the Law Enforcement Department during the more than ten years you were in prison?" Ms. Bones said calmly.

Sirius was stunned by the confidence in these words.

"The crybaby turned into a cool girl..." Felix said while flipping through a comic book in a chair. The two of them stared at him. Felix closed the book and said nonchalantly, "Bones, I'm very interested in the bait part. We can have a good chat about it."

...

When Felix returned to No. 12 Grimmauld Place again, it was just in time for dinner. There was a large group of people around the dinner table, including Sirius, Tonks, Moody, the Weasleys, Bill, Fred and George, Ron, Ginny, Harry, Hermione, and

"Hello, Professor." Neville said shyly. The Longbottoms sitting on both sides smiled and greeted, "Mr. Happ, the last time we met was on Neville's birthday. It's been almost a year."

"Yeah," Harry couldn't help but say, "I just found out today that Neville and I have birthdays only one day apart."

"Looks like we have to prepare two birthday parties in a row." Mrs. Weasley said with a smile, "Felix, I prepared your favorite soup."

"Oh"

"Molly, Felix has only eaten your cooking once." Mr. Weasley reminded his wife.

"There will be more times in the future." Mrs. Weasley patted her husband and said to everyone, "Eat quickly, the children are exhausted."

"Thank you, Mom." Fred and George said in unison.

"I'm not talking about you." Mrs. Weasley glanced at them, then turned to Harry, Ron, Hermione and Neville and said with a smile, "You've been staying in the basement these days, which is not healthy. You should breathe more fresh air. Maybe it's not bad to live in the Burrow for a few days. You'll get depressed if you stay there for too long."

"Yeah," Mr. Weasley also said, "You can't expect to be as good as adults in just one summer vacation. We're standing in front of you. Maybe the war will be over before you graduate. You can play Quidditch with Cedric. His family has moved to the vicinity of the Burrow... and they can take care of each other."

"Is that true?" Sirius asked.

"Yes, we also tried to persuade the Lovegood family, but they didn't want to move."

"No," Sirius frowned and looked at Harry and the others, "You haven't left the house all this time? Practicing magic all day? What do you want to do?"

Harry ate his meal silently, and Hermione raised her head to look around, then lowered her head again.

Ron muttered, "You won't let us attend the meeting of the Order of the Phoenix. We have to find something to do."

"My dear, you are not old enough," said Mrs. Weasley.

"About this, we may be able to help a little..." Fred and George looked at each other and said cunningly, "There is a thing called retractable ears."

"Shut up, you two. I haven't talked about you yet!" Mrs. Weasley said sternly.

Ron spread his hands and said to the others, "You can see that even Fred and George were forced to run away from home. They are adults, not much different from Tonks."

Tonks opposite made a face at him, a real face.

"They want to deal with the mysterious man and the Death Eaters!" Ginny screamed, her fiery red hair flicked back, "I want to train with them, but they don't want me and chased me away."

"Oh, shut up, Ginny." Ron said.

"I hope this is just a long-term goal, children." Mr. Weasley put down the cutlery and said a little seriously, "Otherwise, we need to talk."