A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts-Chapter 466: Two Agendas

Meanwhile, in the Gryffindor common room, while other students were busy rushing through holiday homework, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were engaged in a lively discussion, busily determining the spells that might come in handy for their third project.

"It'll be almost a month before we know the exact details of the third project, but we can't afford to wait till then to start working," Hermione said to them. Harry noticed she had her little book out again, still brimming with ideas and information she'd prepared for the second project.

Hermione caught Harry's glance and explained, "There are some spells that could be really useful; we just didn't have the time to learn them back then, and now they might come in handy."

"What spells exactly?" Ron asked, genuinely interested. "I feel like we've got enough under our belt for now."

"No, nowhere near enough," Hermione said seriously. "For instance, during the thirty-second tournament, champions were asked to locate an invisible beast based on a rudimentary map."

"Doesn't sound too dangerous," Ron remarked. "Invisible beasts aren't that aggressive."

"Oh, the danger doesn't lie in the invisible beast itself, but in the other creatures in the mountains. Besides, in the end, after six weeks of exploration in the mountains, the champions came back empty-handed, and the judges had to declare their efforts a complete failure," Hermione explained.

"Six weeks? Out in the wild?" Ron shrank a bit.

"Imagine how worn out those champions were," Hermione said shortly. "On average, they took even longer to recover..."

Ron's body visibly shuddered.

"We really should be prepared," Ron said seriously. "Any good advice to avoid getting lost?"

"Survival skills in the wilderness, Professor Belby covered that knowledge; how to deal with common dangerous creatures in the wild, Professor Lupin covered that part... and there's the amplifying charm, the alerting charm, directional charms... I think the Cutting Charm would be useful too, for clearing bushes and setting up temporary tents... I say, Ron, how's your Disillusionment Charm practice going?"

"What?" Ron looked startled, nervously swallowing.

"Don't look at me like that; you haven't been practicing since the end of last school year, have you?" Hermione stared at his face. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

"Oh, well," Ron stammered, "I've succeeded a couple of times, remember?"

"That was last year; if you haven't practiced since then..." Hermione looked at him sternly.

"What about you?" Ron couldn't help but retort.

"I've known it for a while," Hermione said. "Of course, not as well as Harry does..."

Ron looked disheartened, gazing at her. "So, I have an extra task compared to you guys? Harry, I need your help, Harry?"

Harry raised his head from the book 'Famous Wizards and Their Patronuses,' looking drowsy.

"What's wrong with you?" Ron asked in confusion.

"Professor wants me to find time to practice the Patronus Charm more," Harry yawned.

"Patronus Charm? Why?" Ron raised an eyebrow.

Harry shrugged. "The professor says this magic has great untapped potential."

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About a week later, the Ministry of Magic was gradually bustling with more people returning to work, staff members trickling in.

Felix's special training had also gained momentum. The most advanced among the proud Aurors and combatants had begun experimenting with the integration of Flame Runes and Firestorm Spells. At this stage, the difficulty lay in controlling magic and timing the fusion—a task deemed manageable for the Ministry's elite.

Kingsley and Deirdre led the way in achieving success. For them, the power of individual spells might not be extraordinary, but they faced an entire magical system.

Everyone highly regarded this rare opportunity. Felix silently expanded his influence onto one of the most crucial factions within the Ministry.

Reflecting on the experiences of the past few days, Felix had a peaceful lunch with Scrimgeour, free from conflicts. Scrimgeour hadn't even brought up Yaxley's issue, instead presenting Felix with an offer to become a consultant for the Ministry.

"A consultant? What's the use?" Felix asked, examining the content without discovering anything related to magical contracts.

"Additional income and the authority to suggest and oversee certain matters," Scrimgeour said, his tone enticing. "If you intend to pursue politics, it's an important qualification."

Felix shrugged and accepted it.

One afternoon, Felix elaborated once again on the meaning of 'Fluid' Runes for everyone. Professor Marchbanks found him and invited him to a meeting.

As Felix walked into the second-floor conference room of the Ministry, it was already packed. These individuals were wearing crimson robes with a delicate silver "W" embroidered on the left front. They all looked at him, some with severe expressions while others barely concealed their curiosity.

His gaze swept over these wizards, pausing briefly at Dumbledore's half-moon spectacles and the dark yellow-green domed hat on Fudge's desk.

Wizengamot... Felix had a guess. Calmly, he walked to the empty seat next to Professor Marchbanks and whispered, "What do you need me to do?"

"Nothing at all!" Professor Marchbanks exclaimed loudly, looking towards the opposite end. "Dumbledore, can we begin?"

"Of course," Dumbledore said cheerfully, but Fudge's expression seemed uneasy as he wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Dumbledore opened a document on the table, cleared his throat, and began, "As the Chief Wizard of Wizengamot, I, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, summon all wizards of Wizengamot to discuss

the law revision regarding the ban on the employment of werewolves."

Felix's eyes widened slightly in surprise. This was quite an unexpected discussion to walk into.

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