Chapter 633 An Uneasy Night

"We have learned a series of related concepts, rune symbols, rune circuits, rune sequences--" Felix said, while making the concepts he mentioned manifest.

A single flame rune, transforming between a jumping golden red block and a ball of flame;

the rune circuit that can reduce weight just shown, they are like wind chimes strung together, swaying gently in the wind;

and the last golden hollow spherical structure, the surface of the sphere is hollowed out and carved with a large number of rune symbols, the structure is exquisite, like a three-dimensional puzzle, or they are originally a whole. Harry suddenly thought of the scene of Hermione's cat Crookshanks playing with a ball of yarn.

"--Can anyone summarize the differences between them for us from a higher level?"

This question is obviously a bit difficult. Even Hermione bit her lip and thought hard about the answer. She didn't raise her hand immediately as usual.

"No one?" Felix looked around the classroom, "Give everyone a few minutes to think."

The students took this opportunity to move around a little. Harry leaned against the back of the chair, staring at the golden magic ball, but what he was thinking about was that it suddenly took effect and sucked the students in the classroom one by one... Just a few years ago, hundreds of Dementors were sucked into a rapidly rotating small ball in front of his eyes without any resistance, and then a palm suddenly burned with flames... Harry

's consciousness was instantly clear.

"Time is up." Felix said, looking at the students below, who were looking away frequently. At this time, Hermione raised her hand hesitantly. "Very good - Miss Granger?" The other students breathed a sigh of relief, as if they were alive again.

Hermione stood up.

"I think it should be 'completeness'?" She answered in a rare uncertain tone.

"Expand it." Felix said encouragingly, and the blue eyes blinked. Hermione, who had been staring at the professor's face, realized that she had guessed correctly. She went over the vague idea in her mind and spoke very slowly.

"If we compare ancient magic with the modern spell system, then a complete rune sequence and a spell should have the same status. They are complete magic. For example, Illumination and Lumos." Hermione continued as she thought, "Although the two are completely different in difficulty."

"If the above statement is true, then the magic structure under the rune sequence is like an incomplete spell, unable to exist independently. This is also true. According to the knowledge learned in the past, the rune circuit must be carved on a tangible carrier to exist, and generally requires the help of tools such as carving knives and chestnut wood chips... and a single rune symbol is more obvious."

"Single rune, circuit, sequence... This is a process of continuous improvement until we have the Book of Runes--"

Hermione paused and stopped talking.

She suddenly figured out a question-why didn't ancient magic spread in ancient times? Will it be replaced in the end? In addition to the advantages of the modern magic system itself, there is another crucial factor. At that time, there was little research on the first two (i.e., single rune and rune circuit), and all young wizards had to start learning dangerous ancient magic. It is possible that the first challenge they face in their lives is to master the complete rune sequence without any foundation.

The professor's approach actually lowers the learning threshold of the entire system.

"Good, twenty points for Gryffindor." Felix said briskly, "Now you know the first rune law: the law of integrity. Why don't you write it down?"

The students lowered their heads to take notes, and Felix paced among the students.

"Let me add one point, the modern spell system, the gesture and ritual casting system left over from Africa, and the rune casting system are essentially the flexible use of magic power." Felix let the fingertips appear in turn with specific magical images, such as a cluster of flames, a stream of water, and a ball of soft light.

"And the difference is--"

"Ancient magic uses a single magic word block as the smallest unit of spellcasting. It is like a syllable of a modern spell, or a dance step in the old African magic system, except that the process of mobilizing and combining magic power is placed outside, so we can intuitively feel it... We used to regard a single magic symbol as a simple spell, which is not satisfactory, because the process of manifesting magic is also accompanied by the participation of magic power and will."

"It's just that the function of a single magic symbol is limited."

The students below exchanged glances excitedly. If there was any interesting class recently, it would naturally be the part where Professor Hepp introduced them to ancient African magic-it made the usually serious professor wave his arms and jump left and right, which was really a memorable scene.

It felt like Professor McGonagall, who was always serious and solemn, let her hair down and danced a fierce samba.

"Let me demonstrate."

Hundreds of colorful ancient magic words appeared in the air. They flew in the air and bit each other, and finally turned into more than a dozen magic loops of varying lengths.

"Does it look familiar?" Felix asked with a hint of anticipation.

"Magic puppets," Neville whispered.

"Not bad," Felix smiled, "These are the magic circuits used on magic puppets. In the past, we used alchemical materials as carriers, but actually..." Felix took out a small bottle, and dark golden smoke poured out of it. The smoke gathered together and gradually solidified into the shape of a human.

The magic circuits floating in the air rotated and appeared on the arms, joints, thighs, calves and torso of the smoke man. Then, a line suddenly lit up on the smoke man's arm.

A ball of fire whizzed over the students' heads and disappeared at the last second before hitting the wall.

"Transfiguring smoke," Felix shook the empty bottle in his hand, "your senior Cedric Diggory sent it to me. I guess he wanted to advertise, but he was embarrassed to say it directly. He also sent a copy to Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout... Anyway, this thing is quite practical."

Under the gaze of everyone, Felix waved again. The shape-shifting smoke changed from a human to a three-foot-long golden eagle. It flew around the classroom, dropping balls of fire from its claws. The students screamed and dodged, but the flames were taken away by Professor Hep before they fell.

When the class ended, the students looked like they had just finished a war.

"Today's homework... You have heard a lot of new concepts, which must have touched you. Write down these ideas, even if they are just a few words. Use your imagination! Magic is all about this."

After class, Harry, Ron, and Hermione stayed behind reluctantly.

Felix knew what was going on at a glance, and he asked, "What do you want to know?"

Ron and Hermione glanced at Harry, who hesitantly told what he had seen in Madam Puddifoot's tea shop, focusing on the appearance and dress of the old woman who was talking to Daphne, and then the three of them saw Professor Hepp fall silent.

Harry was uneasy. He wanted the professor to realize that there was something wrong with the woman, but he didn't want to involve Professor Bagshot.

"Professor, do you think she could be--"

"You want to say that Miss Greengrass is bewitched?" Felix asked with a smile, "It is indeed possible. I want to go to the school hospital to see. Why don't we... go together?"

"Okay." Harry said immediately.

In the school hospital, Daphne was happily eating an apple while estimating the time. At this time, she heard footsteps. She quickly lay down, covered her head with the quilt, and closed her eyes. After doing all this, she realized something was wrong. There were too many people!

Even if Madam Pomfrey came with her sister, there would be no such messy footsteps. Could there be someone else visiting her?

The door was pushed open a crack. She pricked up her ears and found that one of them was Professor Hep.

"How is her condition?" Felix asked Madam Pomfrey.

"She needs to stay for two more days. If she is discharged now, she may get lost and not be able to find her dormitory... I have never seen such carelessness. Oh, you should be included, Miss Granger, right? I remember when you were in your second year--"

"Madam Pomfrey!" Hermione screamed.

Second year? Daphne, hiding in the quilt, repeated it in her mind, and then a furry cat head appeared in her mind.

"Puff!" She was overjoyed.

The ward was suddenly quiet for a moment.

Daphne lay on the bed with her head held high, not daring to open her eyes at all, but her face became burning, as if blood could drip out. She felt that she must have been discovered pretending to sleep, and she wished she could really faint. Fortunately, it didn't take long for the conversation to resume.

"Well, I heard that you took scurvy by mistake?" Professor Hep asked in a somewhat abnormal voice.

"Yes, I heard that it was for drinking in water, and she thought it was parsley powder... These two things are easy to distinguish. I guess her herbology must be very poor." Madam Pomfrey's voice approached, and then the sound of potion being poured into a cup came from the bedside.

"Is it possible for other reasons, such as being hit by a Confusion Charm?"

Confusion Charm? Daphne was stunned in the quilt. Was she hit by a Confusion Charm?

"Felix, this is not a joke! The general Confusion Charm does not have this symptom..." Madam Pomfrey said uneasily, not even noticing that the potion had overflowed, "Her sister found a bag of scurvy seeds in her pocket, and she herself... Oh, my God, I'd better check it again."

"Wake up, little girl."

Daphne pretended to stretch, she opened her eyes, and asked blankly: "What's wrong?" Then she was startled. The bed was surrounded by a circle, Harry, Ron and Hermione stared at her, among them Hermione crossed her arms, with a half-smile on her face, and Professor Happ sat alone on the side, lowering his head to play with his fingernails.

"Your face is very red. Did you have a nightmare?" Hermione asked knowingly.

Daphne was silent and snatched the cup and drank it down. "Oh, don't," Madam Pomfrey shouted. She choked. Her face became even redder.

"Ms. Greengrass, classmate Potter told me something and I have some doubts in my mind." Felix said, "The person you met in Madam Puddifoot's tea shop that day... do you still remember her?"

"She is my aunt!" Daphne blurted out.

"Think about it carefully. Her appearance and age, which aunt of yours can match her?"

"I..." Daphne suddenly looked painful and rubbed her forehead. "I remember..."

Felix raised a finger and whispered: "Curse removal." Daphne was like being poured with a basin of cold water. Her body trembled, and then she looked around in a daze.

"Do you still remember that aunt now?"

"What aunt? I don't have an aunt at all! Oh, God, that hateful old woman!" Daphne screamed. "Do you remember what happened that day?" Felix asked.

"That day... Astoria and I went to Hogsmeade Village. She insisted on going to Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes to buy goods. I disagreed, so she left me and ran away! I was very angry at the time, and then... Then I felt someone patted me from behind, it was that woman!" She suddenly said angrily: "I turned around - the woman said she was my aunt, I didn't doubt it at all, followed her into the teahouse, and she asked me to bring something -"

Felix stood up.

"It's obvious that with the fall of Voldemort, the security measures in the school have also been reduced. After all, they can't be kept tight all the time. Miss Greengrass, I suggest you talk to Headmaster Dumbledore. He will make arrangements to prevent such things from happening. You can hand in today's homework later."

Harry caught up.

"Professor," he said breathlessly, "that woman obviously has bad intentions."

Felix didn't say anything. To explain the origin of 'Nichol Noelle' clearly, Grindelwald must be involved, and his identity is kept secret.

"What kind of person do you think Professor Bagshot is?"

"What kind of person?" Harry repeated doubtfully, and said awkwardly, "He's pretty good." He wondered in his heart whether the professor suspected that this matter was related to Professor Bagshot. Harry actually thought about this question, but Professor Bagshot didn't seem to intend to hide it. After all, he even told him the secrets of the saints...

"Even if he put you in detention?"

"What - uh, yes, it's not really detention. We just talked about my recent paper and magic." Harry said.

"Papers and magic." Felix smiled, turned and left, leaving Harry in a daze.

As far as Felix knew, Grindelwald would be sent back to Nurmengard Castle to continue serving his sentence after teaching this year's courses. The old man didn't seem like a person who worked for nothing. He must have his own purpose. Now that he thought about it, he seemed to hope that Harry could inherit some of his ideas.

It's just not clear whether he only chose Harry or there were more candidates.

After turning off the lights at night, Felix read Percy's letter behind his desk. Percy wrote in an excited tone that, with his efforts, seven ministries of magic had agreed to introduce a small number of exclusive wands, but many countries still had doubts, worried that the Squibs would have an impact on their own societies after mastering the power of spellcasting. At the end of the letter, Percy said that he would "keep up the good work."

Felix put down the letter and stared at the ceiling in a daze. He knew more comprehensive information.

To be precise, only seven ministries of magic agreed to introduce exclusive wands on the surface, but Future World Company received a large number of international orders in secret. According to Remus' analysis, those officials "have not yet decided whether to accept the Squibs, but it does not prevent them from secretly reserving a batch as a backup."

When the hour hand of the wall clock pointed to twelve o'clock, Felix yawned. There was also a set of pocket desks on his large desk. Valen sat in the same chair as Felix and yawned.

Valen rubbed his eyes and looked up from a fairy tale book called "Peaceful Pig".

At this time, a crisp bird song came from the drawer on the left side of Felix. He opened the drawer, and a emerald green bird jumped out with a thick stack of parchment maps in its mouth. Felix spread out the map and stared at the moving ink dots on it.

"It's really lively tonight." Felix smiled and said to Valen who came over: "Harry, Ron, Hermione, Luna, Ginny... How did they get together? Hey, there's another one here, Leonhard Bagshot. I kind of understand why Dumbledore wanted to take a copy of the Marauder's Map. In addition to the surveillance function, he probably didn't want the name 'Grindelwald' to appear on the map, as that would be too obvious..."

"Valen, where do you think we should go to join in the fun?"