The July wind blew through the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, and the green branches and leaves swayed to form a gentle lullaby. Felix felt as if a pair of hands were caressing the nerves of his brain, and his whole body relaxed.

He passed the Whomping Willow and walked briskly to Hagrid's hut. "Fang." The black hound wagged its tail happily and barked at him happily.

Hagrid pushed open the door, his big hands on the door frame, and red sauce stood at the corner of his mouth. "Felix? Uh, I'm eating... Please come in, it's a bit messy inside..."

He wiped his mouth in a panic and blushed.

...

In the evening, in the office, the blank photos on the workbench flashed, and Felix looked at the old man who suddenly appeared in the photo and greeted him softly: "Hello, Mr. Nick Flamel."

...

Late July.

Felix looked at himself in the mirror. Under the blue casual suit, there was a light-colored plaid vest, and a dark double-breasted trench coat was covered on the outside, loosely open.

He touched his chest gently, and the windbreaker was jumping with a crystal magic glow.

"The windbreaker made of dragon skin and basilisk skin is very comfortable to wear, and the snake skin vest is also nice." The sunlight shone through the window on his fine black hair, which complemented the brilliance of the clothes.

At the end of July.

Felix was looking through the data of the young wizards learning magic, trying to get some useful conclusions.

"Knock knock!"

Professor McGonagall sent over the course selection list. When he saw the densely packed names on it, he froze in place.

"Minerva, is there something wrong?"

Professor McGonagall smiled and patted the list in his hand. "You should be happy, Felix, the students like you."

One day in August.

Felix excitedly counted the magic symbols in the thinking hut three times, and he finally determined an accurate number.

"One thousand three hundred."

In a year, with the help of the huge library of Hogwarts, he increased the number of ancient magic runes by nearly one thousand, and in the foreseeable years, this progress will only be faster.

As he mastered more and more runes, his understanding of ancient magic was no longer just a passing fancy. Often, he would have a sudden inspiration.

The most obvious example was that he made great progress when studying the incomplete ancient magic that Flitwick gave him. Hagrid could testify for him -

under Hagrid's stunned gaze, the branches of a wand tree shook desperately, shrinking rapidly from a height of 17 or 18 meters, 10 meters, 7 meters, 3 meters... leaving a brown earth pit in the original place, and hundreds of bowtruckles fell to the ground, grinning at the two. After no brave man led

the charge, these little guys jumped and climbed up the wand tree next to them, gesticulating with dissatisfaction.

"Where's the tree? How about such a big tree?" Hagrid stretched out his hand and drew the shape of a tree in the air.

Felix reached out his hand, "Wand tree fly over." A one-foot-tall sapling flew out of the ugly deep pit and was caught in his hand.

Hagrid took it, and this thing was not even as big as his palm. "Is this the tree from before?"

"Yes, one of my magics has improved and can do things that I couldn't do before." Felix was quite satisfied with the effect of this magic.

The wand tree was magical, but it still couldn't resist his magic.

'The next time we communicate, Filius will be surprised. '

Hagrid looked at him, then at the sapling in his hand, and was speechless. After a while, he suddenly had a magical idea, "Felix, if you use this magic on Fluffy, will it also become smaller? Can I keep it in the yard?"

"Ahem!" Felix coughed twice and said awkwardly, "Hagrid, this magic has not been tried on magical animals, so I don't know how it works, especially a huge magical creature like a three-headed dog. If something goes wrong..." He didn't say anything else, but he was worried that this magic would have irreversible consequences.

Hagrid said with some regret: "No way? Fluffy has been alone all the time, and I was thinking of letting it keep Fang company."

"There will be a chance in the future, Hagrid, let me perfect it for some time."

Hagrid said with interest: "Do you need my help? I can provide some less important magical creatures, such as Billywig worms, Shapeshifting Lizards, Thornywolves, Flobberworms, Grindylows, etc., which should be useful to you?"

Felix's eyes lit up.

"That's great. I think what this magic needs most now is practical data."

"However, Hagrid, I must remind you that magic is time-limited. Even if I extend the effect as much as possible, the expected duration of action is only a few hours." Hagrid

smacked his lips. "That's fine. At least I can still hug it. Poor Fluffy, since it has grown bigger than my house, I can no longer let it put its paws on my shoulders."

The two squatted on the ground and carefully observed the small wand tree. Green magic lines flowed on its surface. After about half an hour, it grew from one foot to two feet, but after only ten minutes, it grew to two meters.

And its growth rate is getting faster and faster.

"Hagrid, get out of the way. I'm going to put it back in the tree pit."

Hagrid took two steps back, and Felix threw it back into the pit and used magic to put it in the right position. Then, he saw the wand tree expand rapidly. It was a magical picture -

just like what Felix had seen in the book: when unskilled wizards perform Animagus recovery, the process is often extremely slow, and it is easy to have a strange scene where a part of the limb recovers first and other parts of the body follow.

This wand tree is the same. Its recovery process is definitely not beautiful. A branch suddenly stretched out a section, and then the trunk expanded outward as a whole, like a huge pumpkin that Hagrid had planted. Then it shrank back, but the overall length increased by one foot...

After half a minute, the unfortunate wand tree finally returned to its original state, but it looked miserable, with branches drooping and a small part of the roots exposed. Felix used magic to bury them one by one in the soil.

Finally, he poured another bucket of nutrient solution, and the wand tree seemed to be in a slightly better state.

Felix examined it carefully. After a while, he turned his head and looked at Hagrid. "Do you think it's a little crooked?"

"Is it?" Hagrid didn't see it.

"Look here, I remember it was straight, but after the restoration, it bulged out."

"Uh," Hagrid thought about the big bump on his back after his recovery, and couldn't help shaking his head.

Felix glanced at him, "Didn't you notice? From my angle, it's still very obvious..."

...

In the evening, Felix received a copy of the Prophet Evening News. The headline that night was -

"The Booth Reis Hotel Conference ended, and a new era began"