A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Felix curled his lips and walked into the living room.

This room also has a traceless stretching spell applied, which looks small from the outside, but looks like a small Hogwarts hall inside.

The floor is covered with jet-black and shiny dark wood planks, and the blue ceiling is inlaid with gleaming golden symbols, constantly moving and changing.

There were two rows of torches on the walls on all sides, and the red flames burned quietly.

There were about twenty people in the parlour, scattered in seven or eight small circles.

The Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, was surrounded by the most people, and he looked very active, smiling, and with a straight stomach, the exact same way he looked at Hogwarts.

Not far from the door, Snape was talking to a tall, thin middle-aged wizard with brown curly hair.

"Severus, you're here too." Felix walked up to the two of them.

Snape also looked at him with a surprised look, his eyes fixed on Felix, and he said softly: "I didn't expect that they would invite you too, I don't remember what you have achieved in the field of potions unforgettable. achievement.”

Felix smiled: "Belby and I are friends and communicate with each other often."

Snape smacked his lips, but said nothing.

Felix turned to look at the wizard, "Damocles, long time no see."

The wizard in front of him is the master of potions, Damocles Belby, who invented the wolf's poison potion.

Belby shook his hand warmly, "Felix, I'm very happy to share my joy with you."

He leaned in suddenly and said in a secretive tone, "I recently saw a new Muggle show, it was very interesting, and if you haven't seen it, I highly recommend you go."

"What is it about?"

"A story about a group of cats having a party?" he said uncertainly. "Honestly, I always thought it was an opera, but Muggles call it a musical, and I don't know the difference."

"Hmm..." Felix tried to recall.

Snape listened to the conversation between them in amazement, and even the Hogwarts professor of Muggle studies, Karidi Boubaji, didn't get too much into Muggle life.

Speaking of which, it was Felix who brought Belby into the pit.

The earliest acquaintance between the two was when Belby wrote a letter to refute some of the remarks in his book, arguing that he was exaggerating and his words were quite violent. At that time, Felix only regarded him as a pure blood with an unclear mind, and he mocked him with reason and reason, and attached various data.

As a result, Belby really studied it seriously, and finally wrote a letter to admit his mistake.

There was more correspondence between the two, and Felix visited him a few times.

This potion master is introverted and not good at communication, but he is actually delicate and sensitive. In his letters, he was distressed that he had distanced himself from his family because of his obsession with potions.

Felix suggested that he and his family find common topics and find intersections between his own preferences and those of his family.

Belby chose opera.

According to what Felix later learned, Belby invited the whole family to watch the very famous magical opera at a house party.

Later, Felix inadvertently mentioned that there are many excellent operas in the Muggle world...

During the conversation, Belby pulled over a person, "This is my brother, Kleist, Kleister Belby."

Felix looked at the short man with the same hair color, "Hello, Kleister."

"Hello, Mr. Hepp." The man said cheerfully, "I heard Damocles mention you. He admired you very much. He bought a hundred of your books..."

"Cough cough!" His brother coughed twice in embarrassment.

Felix: "..."

It didn't take long for other wizards on the field to discover Felix, and they took the initiative to chat.

"Hip, long time no see, I heard you went to work at Hogwarts."

"Yes, I'm in charge of the ancient runes. Ogden, have you been busy with Wizengamot lately?"

"It's nothing, I don't care about that." The wizard muttered.

Fudge also came to say hello midway. He hinted that he had a private party recently. Felix pretended not to understand and wished him all the best.

During this period, a lot of people came to the room, most of them experts in the field of potions and Wizengamot members, as well as some Ministry of Magic staff and three or two reporters.

There was a commotion at the door, and Felix looked up to see a squat witch in pink.

As she passed by, a strong scent of perfume hit her face.

The witch went straight to Fudge and spoke to him in a high-pitched voice.

Belby frowned and said, "She's today's host, and that's my only complaint."

"That is--"

"Dolores Umbridge, director of the Department for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic, and, of course, a member of Wizengamore. She has a bad reputation at the Ministry of Magic, a very harsh person..."

The witch giggled suddenly, and Belby closed her mouth tightly.

Soon, the ceremony officially began.

Umbridge stood on the high platform and showed a sweet smile to the thirty or so guests below.

"As a member of Wizengamore, I am honored to stand here and preside over this award ceremony. I am especially grateful to the Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge, for trusting me without his wise leadership..."

Originally Felix was still listening carefully, but when ten minutes passed, he finally lost his mind. Although he would also be polite to strangers, but never so long.

When she said twenty minutes, the voice below gradually grew louder. Umbridge had to draw her wand from her jacket pocket and tap the plank in front of her to silence the crowd.

Felix glanced across the pink bow in her hair and stared at the wand in her hand - an 8-inch birch wand.

After another three or four minutes, when the commotion broke out again, Umbridge finally got down to business.

"Let us welcome today's protagonist, Damocles Belby, for his outstanding contribution to the invention of the wolf's poison potion, which earned him the second-level badge of the Merlin Knights!"

Belby walked up with an expressionless face.

"—and the honored guests, Augustus Gray and Secretary Cornelius Fudge."

The head of the Wizengamore affairs office, an elderly wizard, handed Belby a gilded certificate tremblingly, and was then pulled down.

Then Umbridge handed Fudge a box, and Fudge opened it with a smile on his face, and took out a gold medal with a purple ribbon on it.

Fudge hung the Merlin medal on Belby's chest and shook his hand cordially.

Felix noticed that Bellby had a stiff smile on his face.

The white light and "click" sound of taking pictures flickered under the stage.

Next, Fudge delivered an enthusiastic speech, praising "Belby's outstanding contribution to eliminating the hidden dangers of werewolves for hundreds of years is a historic step."

Felix applied "closed earplugs" to his surroundings, turned his head quietly, and whispered to Snape beside him.

"Why didn't you see Dumbledore?"

Snape squeezed a sentence out of his teeth. "He rarely engages in these activities unless he deems it really necessary."

"Isn't he the chief sorcerer of Wizengamore?" Felix asked.

"That's an honor, Felix. Wizengamoor spent most of the rest of the time taking care of trivial matters, except for the trial of a group of dark wizards at the end of the war. Do you think Dumbledore would be involved? ?"

Under Snape's explanation, Felix re-acquainted with the institution.

Wizengamore has a great reputation and is the highest court in the wizarding world, with functions similar to a combination of a court and a parliament. In practice, however, their mandates overlap with those of the rest of the Ministry of Magic.

The members of Wizengamore can be divided into two parts. Most of the members are famous wizards in various fields, and they are invited to join them; while the other part, the Wizengamore Affairs Office, is responsible for regular management and clerical work. Work.

But they are under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic.

Ordinary violations are handled by this department. Only in high-profile controversial cases will all Wizengamore members be invited to serve on the jury and vote on verdicts.

Even so, the Ministry of Magic often assigns judges directly.

...

As he walked out of the living room, Felix asked Belby, "What's going on in the near future?"

Bellby let out a long sigh of relief, "I'm going to take a break and get in touch with something new - this is your advice to me, isn't it?"

A thought suddenly appeared in Felix's mind, he looked up and down Belby, just when the potion master was a little hairy, he finally spoke——

"Damocles, are you interested in experiencing a campus life?"