A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 598: Wizarding Level Examination (Seeking Monthly Votes)

In Classroom Seven, Felix Harp sat on a swivel chair, lost in thought.

The place he was in was a circular platform, and the floor seemed to be meticulously polished with a complete black gemstone, allowing clear visibility of shadows.

In the air in front of him floated a blurry book, its size and shape uncertain, but when Felix looked at it, the books transformed into what he desired.

Waving his wand, a silver entity guardian materialized.

It was a small swift, and as it appeared, it swiftly flew around the circular room, circling twice before landing in front of Felix, as if it had never moved.

Felix waved his wand again, and a sky-blue, round and fluffy bird jumped down. It hopped and swayed on the ground, while simultaneously, a black eight-eyed giant spider, covered in hard hairs, appeared out of nowhere. This fearsome creature looked somewhat pleasing in the guardian state. Next, Felix continued to wave his wand, and magical creatures appeared one after another around him.

There was a long-horned water snake with a lush green body; a golden phoenix with two long, beautiful feathers trailing behind; a group of variously shaped and fierce fire dragons; an unnamed white ferret that seemed curious and hopped around; a skeletal, bat-winged Nightstrider; and if one observed closely, a Dementor was mixed in, looking like a piece of black and gray rag even in its guardian state.

Compared to it, the rag used in the Hog's Head Inn was a hundred times better.

He watched them over and over again.

These creatures seemed to have their own 'personalities' and were all unique.

For example, the Nightstrider was timid, retaining its silver-gray eyes without pupils. The Snidget and the unknown white ferret seemed to have vigorous curiosity, bouncing around everywhere. As for the fire dragons, they roared constantly, eyes filled with fury, but they were not much larger than the red lizard lying on the ground, so when a miniature Hungarian Horntail raised its neck and roared, the coiled bird-snake next to it suddenly surged, causing the fire dragons to stumble.

Not far away, a long-horned water snake flashed and leaped into the smooth, lake-like floor. It swam freely inside, then stuck its head out from the other side, facing the daydreaming eagle-lion creature.

...

If they had something in common, it was that Felix had carefully studied each one of them. In other words—at least theoretically—he could easily transform into their counterparts.

A loud knocking sound came from outside, as if a giant creature stood outside waving a club to forcefully break the door.

Among the memories of all the professors in Classroom Seven, the only one capable of such a thing was—well—himself. Felix sneered, and golden lines appeared on the walls of the circular room, twisting into the shape of a door. The next moment, the door was pushed open from outside.

"Wow!"

A whistle echoed in the smooth ground as the memory figure looked around. "Can you do this now? Ah, really wish I had this knowledge!" He turned his own body into a silver-transparent state, with legs covered in mist, pretending to be a guardian, "Hey, big guy, I'm your companion," he introduced himself to a tall Thunderbird, "I," pointing at himself, "and you guys—" he swept his hand horizontally, encompassing all the magical creatures present, "are the same."

The Thunderbird stared at him with a side-eye, unmoving.

Felix rolled his eyes.

"Be careful, it's the embodiment of 'pride.'"

"What's its purpose? Pretend to be a statue?" The memory figure happily circled around the Thunderbird, who was a head taller than an ordinary person, flapping its wings to blow the memory figure away, as if weightless, floating in front of Felix.

Eye contact was made between the two.

Felix suddenly thought of something and said to his memory figure, "I have a question that I need your help with." He slowly continued, "Voldemort's soul has vulnerabilities. My idea is to focus on this, but manipulating the soul is a more forbidden and evil field than time. Public information is scarce...

I can manipulate the time of an apple but can't change the soul of a hedgehog.

Soul, memory, emotion, these three intersect. Given enough time—" Felix frowned.

The memory figure had a serious listening expression.

"Go on!"

"——Don't interrupt." Felix said, "Whether it's the domain of time or the domain of the soul, I initially encountered some scattered points..."

For the former, Felix had research materials copied from the Mysterious Affairs Department, and the Time Reversal Curse was one of the results.

He also had ample time energy.

The so-called 'ample' was only relative; this thing, like a Dementor, would rapidly decrease in quantity once involved in research and was never enough.

As for the latter—the soul domain, Felix also had a few insignificant footholds, such as the Unforgivable Curse and the perspective of the Nightstrider. However, creating a soul cage with these isolated points would be extremely difficult.

Fortunately, Felix was very skilled in memory magic and had an in-depth understanding of one of its branches—emotion. His recent busy work was related to this topic: using memory and emotion magic as a springboard to intervene in the soul domain.

His increasingly bizarre guardian was the result of the combination of these two.

Apart from the guardian, Felix also had to thank the contribution made by the Dementor to his life.

Dementors did not belong to true life. They shared some similarities with Voldemort's remnants, and if the guardian could trap Dementors, could it also trap Voldemort's remnants?

This was what Felix was doing now. However, he hesitated a bit, not sure who should take the lead.

"What emotion do you think Voldemort is least resistant to?" Felix asked.

"Well..." The memory figure pondered.

"It can't be negative emotions," Felix mumbled to himself, "So, positive emotions? But can repentance be classified as a positive emotion? It might play a significant role in 'prison reform' later, but for capturing..."

He shook his head; the effect might not be too good.

"I think..." the memory figure opened his mouth.

"...But it's hard to say," Felix's attitude wavered again. "'Repentance' is an emotion that Voldemort will absolutely not spontaneously generate. His self-proclaimed noble identity does not allow him to do so, so this emotion may cause him tremendous pain."

"I suggest..." the memory figure said.

"...But it's hard to say," Felix's tone swung again. "'Repentance' is an emotion that Voldemort will absolutely not spontaneously generate. His self-proclaimed noble identity does not allow him to do so, so this emotion may cause him tremendous pain."

"I say, why not combine them?" After being interrupted several times, the memory figure spoke with a forceful tone.

"Combine them? Throw them all in at once?" Felix blinked.

"Yes, all at once." The memory figure pointed at the diverse guardian creatures, "You have a whole army of guardians."

Felix pondered; he had considered similar ideas before, but guardians were not meant for fighting but for trapping Voldemort, serving as a kind of prison. Essentially, it was no different from the trapping cage used for Dementors.

His mind was about to explain, but a strange idea suddenly emerged. He became fascinated with this idea.

Throw them all in? No, create some kind of loop.

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