As the Creevey incident fermented, the young wizards at Hogwarts showed an extremely unreliable side. They exchanged amulets, amulets and other things to protect themselves without telling their teachers.

During this period, this practice quickly became popular in the school. Neville Longbottom bought a large stinking onion, a pointed amethyst and a rotting newt tail.

As a result, other Gryffindor boys told him that he was not actually dangerous: he was of pure blood and would not be attacked.

"They attacked Filch first," Neville said, his round face full of fear, "Everyone knows that I am almost a squib."

The professors had to repeatedly emphasize in class that these things were completely useless. Among them, Felix won many fans among the young wizards with his good reputation and gentle attitude.

There were even many junior students who "came here to ask for psychological guidance.

" "Professor, can I talk to you?" A curly-haired Hufflepuff boy stopped him when he was patrolling the corridor.

"Of course." Felix sighed in his heart. He was the fourth one this week. It was a burden of fame.

The two came to a pillar. The little wizard seemed a little reserved, but Felix had a very high "favorable rate" among the little wizards, which made him calm down quickly.

"Professor, I encountered some difficulties." Felix motioned him to continue. "My name is Justin Finch-Fletchley, and I come from a Muggle family..."

Felix understood.

"...When I received the admission letter, I was not sure whether to come to Hogwarts, but, well, you know, I was originally going to Eton College, where my father graduated."

Felix agreed, "I have heard of this school. It is quite famous in the Muggle world."

"Yes, that's right." Justin was more interested. "But I was more curious about magic. I convinced them to let me go to Hogwarts. At that time, Professor McGonagall's performance scared them."

Felix nodded. Hogwarts has always had the habit of visiting freshmen from Muggle families.

But it must be interesting to think about the expressions of Muggles with a materialistic view when they first see magic.

Justin continued, "A lot of things happened this year. The situation is difficult... Everyone is very panicked. Many people wrote letters home."

"Your parents are also worried about you, right? Did they ask you to temporarily suspend your studies?" Felix asked.

"No, no, professor," Justin said quickly, "I didn't tell my family. I believe Hogwarts will continue to operate. Professor, I like magic! I, I am just a little scared. There are many rumors that... Harry, Harry is the heir of Slytherin!"

"Most of the rumors are unreliable." Felix said calmly, "Do you believe this argument?"

"I'm not sure either. From a logical point of view, um, professor, you know the word logic, right? Great, from a logical point of view, they just appeared in the wrong place, but I don't know much about magic..."

"Don't worry, it's not him. I can assure you of this. The professors have enough knowledge to distinguish between facts and rumors."

Justin was obviously relieved.

"Any other questions?"

"Also, Professor, I heard that you are also a Muggle? Were you sorted into Slytherin?"

"That's right."

"Then you must have been troubled by many people? Did you fight back against them?"

"Ah, I can barely say that."

Justin's expression became excited, "Professor, many young wizards, especially those from Muggle families, admire you very much. You are their idol!"

? ?

Am I now, an idol for civilian wizards?

"Professor, everyone wants to be as brave as you..."

Felix was still a little surprised after sending away this little wizard who was shy at first and then quickly turned into a talkative one. After a while, he laughed softly. This feeling... is not bad.

It was December. With the tireless efforts of the professors, the young wizards finally abandoned the unreliable amulets and turned to look for more practical gadgets, such as the spyglass that could detect potential dangers in advance.

It was a tradition among girls to carry a small mirror with them and use it to look at themselves whenever they turned a corner, but this practice was quickly abandoned and few people could stick to it.

The devil vine that Felix had been raising for a long time had also grown vigorously and could be used.

There was also the branch of the Whomping Willow. After more than a month of hard work and magic watering, every inch of it was soaked in Felix's own magic, which made its surface radiant and colorful, and still maintained sufficient vitality.

Felix tried the effect and pulled out his wand, "Quickly shrink!" The seven or eight meter long branch quickly shrank and turned into a long snake in the blink of an eye.

"It's still a bit thick."

He kept casting spells, and the branch became smaller and smaller, but the process became more and more difficult. Fortunately, the branch was soaked in his magic and did not reject him. With the help of several techniques from ancient books, he successfully turned it into a green, flexible thin rope.

Without taking a break, he quickly engraved dense magic runes on the surface to maintain the effect of the magic.

"It looks pretty good!"

But then, he was in trouble.

According to his idea, he would use the Whomping Willow string as the skeleton, weave the unicorn hair into it, and form something like a small pocket.

But he got stuck at the first step. How to weave them together in the right way?

"I know this. My mother and I have learned to knit sweaters!"

In the end, it was his assistant who provided help. Hermione provided seven knitting plans in a row, which impressed Felix.

After three days of hard work, the little witch completed her work excellently. After getting Professor Hepp's permission, she even used the remaining scraps to weave a small beaded bag for herself.

The beads were also ready-made. They were made by Hermione from the chestnut wood blocks used to practice magic runes.

The reason why beads were used for embellishment was that the original materials were insufficient, and she had to make a compromise.

The final semi-finished product was an exquisite men's wallet for Felix and a beaded bag for Hermione.

"The remaining work is to engrave the magic rune circuit, so that the Devil's Snare can move and mistakenly believe that it is still thriving... and debugging, which will take about a week or two."

"When the danger comes, you can use magic to inspire the devil vine to attack."

"Of course," Felix explained, "the material of your beaded bag is not good enough and may not be able to hold too many devil vine branches."

"That's enough for me." Hermione said happily, "Professor, can I complete the construction of the magic rune by myself?"

"You can't do it now, but you can help me."

...

On Thursday afternoon, a small group of people gathered around the bulletin board, reading the words on a piece of parchment that had just been nailed up.

The top few words were shining, constantly attracting people's attention. That was -

the duel club.