The next morning, Felix overslept for the rare occasion and missed the owl in the hall. He randomly picked a seat and sat down. While drinking his porridge, he looked thoughtfully at the students in the hall. The number of people subscribing to newspapers seemed to have increased.

Two seats away, a Ravenclaw student took the newspaper, quickly flipped through the headlines on different pages, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Everything is peaceful."

Her companions were no longer surprised by her behavior.

"Why don't we talk about the assessment spells?"

"What's there to say? Fourth and fifth graders only need to master the Disarming Charm, Stunning Charm and Shield Charm. I've learned them a long time ago." The Ravenclaw girl shook her hair and said, then looked at her companion carefully, "Oh, I forgot, you are not interested in duels and have never participated before..." Her

companion rolled her eyes and sighed, "I really envy the students in the first, second and third grades. They only need to master the Apparition of Followers. It's not difficult at all, right?"

"Don't say that. Mom told me that many Apparition accidents involving people are caused by the little wizards being too nervous. If children are not trained, they will subconsciously mobilize their magic to resist, resulting in transmission errors..."

Felix listened halfway and then focused on his breakfast. He stared at the oatmeal porridge, imagining that they were magic symbols, no, to be precise, patterns that could stably carry magic.

The plan to set a trap for Voldemort was progressing slowly.

He could transform into some magical animals, but that didn't mean everything was fine. In fact, he had never thought of using the form of magical animals to fight Voldemort. It was too difficult. Even if they were indeed magical in some aspects, just look at the ideas Newt promoted. No magical animal could defeat an organized wizard.

Only by transforming the magical talents of various magical animals into rune magic and using it with the body of a wizard could it be considered a deterrent. However, although there were inextricable connections between the two in history, it did not mean that there were really clear runes or rune circuits in the bodies of magical animals. What

Felix had to do was actually the same as the first batch of ancient wizards, personally "creating" ancient magic one by one, and therefore the workload was actually quite large.

The first step was to transform into a magical animal, use the body of a magical animal to experience their magical talents, feel the mystery of the blood of the magical animal, and experience how his own magic flowed and worked. He had to repeat this process over and over again to get a vague pattern that looked like a mess of capillaries or a complex Devil's Snare.

This is also what the ancient wizards saw when they dissected magical animals.

After that, they kept trying and practicing to extract the magic symbols one by one.

The biggest problem Felix faced was that he could not always find the right magic to correspond to the magic operation structure in the body of the magical animal. In this case, he could only "create" the magic by himself, which would undoubtedly be accompanied by thousands of failures.

But fortunately, the idea was right and he was making progress. That was enough.

Although this process was very boring, Felix never tired of it, especially the ideas born in this process were also very important. For example, the magical ability of magical animals comes from their own blood and unique body structure, so what about wizards?

Felix suspected that the soul played a very important role in it. One piece of evidence is that only wizards can transform into ghosts, not ordinary people and magical animals.

He was quite fascinated by these ideas. Even when Felix stood on the podium, he was still thinking about all kinds of strange ideas. At his level, the theory and practice of magic were more and more beyond imagination, and every step forward was subverting the perception of magic in the eyes of ordinary wizards.

This is true whether it is the act of reproducing the talents of magical animals with runes or making adjustments based on Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw's memory magic to bring memory magic to reality.

"Take out the rune carving knife. I will reserve a few classes for you to adapt to the new tool, and then you will find that it is actually better than the wand in some aspects, especially when you plan to do some delicate operations." Felix said calmly: "Today is a practical class. I need you to write the practical runes and rune circuits you have learned in the past two years on the chestnut board."

The students started to move, and went to the podium in order to get the chestnut board, and returned to their seats to start practicing.

"It's a bit too simple, isn't it?" Ron said happily, "We have practiced it specifically in the Rune Club."

"It's indeed simple for us, but..." Hermione cut the palm-sized chestnut board into strips, each of which was only the size of an index finger. She fluently wrote a string of ancient runes, raised her head with satisfaction, and looked at the other people in the classroom.

"Bang!"

The chestnut board in Seamus's hand suddenly exploded, and a ball of fire and black smoke spread out.

Felix waved his hand, and the smoke and flames disappeared at the same time. "Pay attention, Finnigan, you need to focus more, not look at me." He looked up from a three-dimensional pattern composed of magic runes and said, and his eyes swept around. Many students lowered their heads guiltily.

"When can we be like the professor?" Harry couldn't help asking. The magic runes in the professor's hand were like tiny dust, shining in the sun.

"The professor told me not to be too ambitious." Hermione said regretfully. Obviously, she had asked similar questions before, and then smiled. "But the professor admired my exploration and attempts in magic runes."

She pointed to the work she had just completed. Harry and Ron took a look from the side and secretly smacked their lips. On the small chestnut board belonging to Hermione, there were densely engraved magic runes. If you don't look carefully, it looks like it was smeared with ink.

"Hermione... it won't explode, will it?" Harry said terrified. He recognized the true face of the thing. Dozens of explosive circuits, they were cleverly squeezed into a palm-sized space, connected by a crooked golden line, flashing with throbbing light.

"Don't worry, I combined the explosive circuit with the stabilization circuit. You must use a specific frequency of magic to trigger it, and this frequency is only known to me." Hermione smiled and stuffed the chestnut board into her beaded bag. Harry and Ron swallowed their saliva.

Hermione seemed to be getting more and more terrifying, especially during this summer vacation. The professor came over every now and then. Hermione asked questions in the gaps between their conversations. Her research became more and more in-depth, and soon reached a level that they could not understand at all, such as the term "specific frequency of magic".

The professor once said to her, "I have thought about setting up awards of different levels to honor individuals or groups who have made outstanding contributions in the field of ancient magic, but the conditions are not yet ripe... If I remember it one day, would you be willing to donate your name? Hermione Granger Award?"

Harry thought the professor's tone was serious and didn't seem to be a joke.

In the following time, he began to imitate Hermione, writing the magic loop smaller and smaller. When he looked up during the break, the magic symbol in the professor's hand had turned into a bird-snake with wings, which was very vivid.

Felix held the first Magic Club meeting of the school term at the weekend. The members of the club were in high spirits, exchanging recent events with each other.

"Professor Sprout promised to write me a letter of recommendation, but I haven't decided where to go. I mean, my father wants me to join the Ministry of Magic, but..." Cedric said with a gentle smile on his face.

"My mother sent me a new dress and a book." Neville said, "I thought I had left something behind again, but it wasn't. It was just a simple gift."

In the corner, Harry whispered to Ron and Hermione in a depressed tone: "'Pumpkin Pie' invited us to tea because his brother learned ten new words." Pumpkin Pie was the new code name they gave Hagrid, because Hagrid didn't want others to know that he was back, which would make his absence from class very conspicuous.

If Grawp's existence was exposed, things would be very troublesome.

"I don't want to embarrass Dumbledore," Hagrid said on the note, "If parents find out there's an uncontrolled giant in the Forbidden Forest, they'll have unnecessary worries... I don't think it's appropriate for little Grawp to appear in public before he learns the necessary etiquette."

Harry, Ron, and Hermione all agreed with this view, except for a slight disagreement on the word 'unnecessary worries'.

"I don't want to go." Ron was very repulsive to the invitation, and he lowered his voice and said, "I'm not refusing, but we have a lot of things to do. We have Quidditch training in the afternoon. Angelina was very unhappy with our absence yesterday, and I don't want to be rejected by her. What if she doesn't think Hooper's nagging and meddling is so unbearable..."

Ron's worries were not unfounded. In the Quidditch trials on Friday, Ron only ranked third. He was able to get the goalkeeper position because Angelina felt that both Vicki Frobisher and Geoffrey Hooper, who were ahead of him, had obvious shortcomings: the former was more concerned about her "charm" club, and the latter was always whining, complaining about trivial matters, and wanted Angelina to follow his plan.

After weighing all the pros and cons, Angelina finally chose Ron to replace Wood as the goalkeeper.

As a result, they all missed the first formal training yesterday because they had to go to the Potions Office for detention. That feeling was terrible. Snape gave Harry, Ron and Hermione a big bucket each and asked them to deal with the potion materials that would be used by seven grades. Harry's nails are still lingering with the smell of ginger and mouse entrails.

"...Not to mention the homework. I hope he comes back to do some serious work. Professor Grubbly-Plank left a lot of homework. Why should I draw ten sketches of Bowtruckles? I don't plan to be a painter!" Ron said fiercely.

"This is the year of OWLs, and Bowtruckle is a key part of the annual exams." Hermione pointed out the truth unhappily.

Harry and Ron stared at her.

"Well, of course I want him back." Hermione shrugged. "Hi, Luna." She turned to look at Luna, "How was your vacation?"

"Very good, Dad has negotiated a cooperation." Luna said happily, and she invited Hermione enthusiastically: "I'm going to see Firenze this afternoon, do you want to go?"

"Oh, uh, okay." She looked around, but Harry and Ron had to go to training, she really couldn't find an excuse, and finally said pitifully.

"Classmates." Felix sat in an armchair with a smile on his face: "Welcome back, before the assembly starts, I have one thing to announce: Future World Company and the Ancient Rune Association have jointly established a monthly magazine called "New Interpretation of Runes", and the business will be temporarily taken over by "The Quibbler" magazine."

Harry, Ron and Hermione immediately looked at Luna.

"I am the editor-in-chief, but it is only temporary. If you plan to submit your manuscripts in the near future, you can directly hand them over to Miss Granger, who will sort them out and hand them over to me. By the way, the manuscript fee is very competitive. Here are the requirements for submissions."

Felix waved his wand, and a stack of flyers flew up from the table and landed accurately in everyone's hands.

"The Elder Wand." Hermione muttered, staring at his wand.

"What did you say?" Harry was very sensitive to this word. After all, they were put in detention because of this.

"I recently found The Tales of Beedle the Bard and read it." Hermione said briefly: "Shh, let's talk later." Professor Happ looked over, and she closed her mouth and sat upright.

Luna on the side looked at her with a burning gaze.

...

"Deathly Hallows?" Harry opened his mouth in surprise. They had just come out of the Magic Club when Luna caught up with them.

"That's right," Luna said affirmatively, "The invincible wand, the resurrection stone that can resurrect the dead, and the invisibility cloak that can hide from the god of death, these three things together are the Deathly Hallows, and the owner will become the master of the god of death."

"Nonsense," Hermione raised her eyebrows, "It's just a fairy tale. The things in it are like the Snorlax, which does not exist in reality!" "

But they are indeed real, and countless wizards are obsessed with them." Luna said calmly, "When Dad was young, he wanted to persuade Florin to find the Deathly Hallows together, but he refused and pretended that his ancestors had never owned the Elder Wand."

"Who is Florin, this name sounds familiar?" Ron asked.

"He is the owner of Florin's Ice Cream Shop." Luna said.

"That's impossible!" Hermione said firmly, "I will write to him and ask clearly."

Harry vaguely remembered the scene where he had sat under the colorful parasol outside Florin's Ice Cream Shop to do his homework. He had only focused on the free ice cream before, and never realized that the owner of this shop knew his History of Magic homework very well. Although Harry didn't know the exact age of the owner of the cold drink shop, he guessed that he had graduated for at least thirty or forty years. If he wasn't an avid fan of the history of magic, would he remember the knowledge he learned in school so firmly?

"He won't reply to your letter. He's missing." Luna said, "The neighbors guessed that he might have moved abroad because he was afraid of the war, because the Ministry of Magic patrolled Diagon Alley day and night, but didn't hear the alarm. It was in an inconspicuous corner of today's newspaper."