In the office, Felix is ​​still recalling what happened not long ago—

He and Neville stood in front of the bell tower and looked at the scenery in the distance. The clouds had turned into frozen rain and snowflakes, which made the evening tonight particularly gorgeous. Although there were no colorful clouds reflected by the clouds, the orange-yellow light of the sun seemed vast and unobstructed.

"It's a spectacular sight, isn't it?" Felix said softly.

Neville nodded. He opened his mouth to say something, but felt that his lips seemed to stick together and could not open no matter how hard he tried.

"I think I owe you an apology, Neville." Felix spoke first. Although Neville's eyes were still looking outside, he could feel the professor's gaze falling on him.

"I, ahem! I mean, Professor Happ, I should say thank you. You cured my parents and inspired my talent... Me, I..." He said with a red face.

Felix changed the subject, "How are your parents?"

Neville seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "Dad and mom are very good. They spent Christmas at home, and everyone was very happy. Grandma was drunk, although she didn't drink a few glasses... Almost all the wine was drunk by Uncle Algi."

"After the holiday, my parents returned to St. Mungo and received follow-up treatment. They have lost a lot of vitality over the years and must be recuperated for a period of time. However, Aunt Mellim said that these are all small problems. They were affected by memory damage before, and many treatment methods could not be used..."

Neville paused and said, "Before school starts, they ask me to thank you." He took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Felix.

Felix took the letter and the seal was a golden red lacquer print, with a three-dimensional L-shaped pattern on it, which looked very formal. His fingers gently touched the fire-lacquer print, and the letter automatically popped up, inside it was a sincere thank-you letter and a golden red card woven from metal filaments.

A string of names is embroidered on the card—

Augusta Longbottom, Algi Longbottom, Ainie Longbottom, Frank Longbottom, Alice Longbottom, Neville Longbottom...

Felix solemnly put away the card and thank you letter, "I will reply to a formal letter, and if necessary, I will visit him." Neville stared at him blankly, "Oh, uh...I will tell my grandmother--and-mother-dad."

In the following time, they all silently watched the setting sun. From the beginning, they stained half of the sky to the point of falling down, the shadow of the sun could no longer be seen, but its glory was still like gilding embedded on the distant horizon.

Felix suddenly spoke, "Navi, you taught me a lesson."

"What?"

"It is difficult for a person to surpass everything he has experienced. Most of the decisions he makes are the reproduction of a scene in the past. It is like a cage of thinking, invisible and intangible. But when you want to make a decision, you are always affected by it."

"What's scary is that the people in the cage don't know it. If someone can wake him up and give some tips to let him see a broader world, his ideas will go a long way."

"Navi, you used to be the role."

Neville's breathing became rapid and he turned to look at Professor Happ.

Felix said: "You should be very complicated to my senses, thank you, complain, respect, hate... all kinds of emotions are mixed together, so you don't know how to face me, right?"

Neville lowered his head and looked at his shoes. He suddenly had a lot of things to say, but he held it tightly.

"I just said that a person's behavior will be affected by the past, and I am no exception. The deeper the past, the more profound it will be. When I prepared this plan, I subconsciously recalled my experiences during my student days in my mind. I tried to use myself as a template and try to copy it to you."

"Professor, is your magic riot... terrible? But didn't you defeat the entire Slytherin Academy?" Neville whispered.

"Ah... Even Dumbledore was not invincible when he was born. When he was eleven or twelve years old, he might not be able to beat Harry. Of course, we only talk about combat power, not wisdom."

Neville thought this sentence was a bit strange. Did Professor Hepp say that Harry had no wisdom or did he act recklessly?

However, when he thought that the object of comparison was Principal Dumbledore, the greatest wizard today, he felt relieved. This was actually a kind of honor and praise.

"I'm actually quite lucky," Felix laughed. "The ones in the same grade as me can't beat me. The seniors can only watch the school rules. After all, the punishment at that time was quite severe..."

"But if you can't help but take the initiative to attack senior students, it's not within the scope of protection. You have to allow others to protect yourself, right? So they have been chattering in my ears for a long time. Once or twice, I still think they are naive and can only talk, like nagging and gossiping flies, but over time, they will inevitably accumulate some negative emotions."

"It just so happens that because of some special reasons, maybe it's talent... My magic is more active than ordinary people, so I experienced several magic riots."

"It actually has no effect on me, but I naturally attribute it to the product of negative emotions."

Neville suddenly realized that it was like this. I have been thinking hard these days, but I still can't figure it out. Professor Haypu is so powerful, so why was he forced to riot many times? Now he finally understood that it was because of his talent.

He couldn't help but think enviously that Professor Happ was completely the opposite of me - I am too lazy and have poor talent...

But now everything is getting better.

Felix carefully observed the expression on his face and smiled, "Okay, I have revealed a lot of my secrets. You have to keep it a secret for me. Now I think about it, will it feel more comfortable?"

Navi lowered his head shyly, and he said embarrassedly: "Professor, I just can't turn this for the time being."

Felix said gently: "I hope to open up the issue. I do have some inappropriate considerations and hope you can obtain your understanding."

"Professor, I'm too stubborn." Navi scratched his head and smiled silly.

"So, shake hands like a man?" Felix took the initiative to extend his hand.

Neville blinked his eyes and held the professor's hand together.

"Navi, I want to invite you to join my Magic Club, would you like?"

"Can I do, but - my grades are not outstanding."

"Your diligence is seen by everyone, and, I think I'm qualified to pick the members I think are suitable."

"Of course I do!"

The earth finally swallowed up the last ray of light and night fell.

A slightly distressed voice came from the bell tower, "I found a problem. We seemed to have missed dinner - let's go to the kitchen. I'll introduce you to a very friendly domestic elf. His name is Yun Bo. I hope he has seen the recipe I gave him... There are a few dishes I've been thinking about for a long time."

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Chapter completed!