Felix exchanged some information and opinions with Dumbledore. Except for the fact that things have developed relatively concentratedly in the past two days, Professor McGonagall or Mrs. Weasley will sort out the information of each Phoenix Society discussion and hand it over to Dumbledore.

So even though Dumbledore doesn't come often, he knows this very well and can be distracted from dealing with other things. In his words, "Doing monsters always requires patience."

"You can still speak trolls?" Felix's expression was strange. "What does this sentence mean?" He issued a syllable, which sounded whimpering.

Dumbledore glanced at him with a reproach.

"Okay, I probably guessed it, it shouldn't be a good thing." Felix said, and he whispered to himself: "All the trolls sound like they are cursing, and I don't really understand - I'm right to say that I beat those mountain trolls back then?"

"Felix, I personally recommend that you don't discuss this topic with Norwegian wizards. They like trolls with simple minds, I guess it's because they have a rude and wild beauty?" Dumbledore said uncertainly: "They even chose trolls as the mascot of the Quidditch national team. Oh my God, how do they deal with tons of boogers? To be honest, that's the real challenge..."

But Bode's incident attracted his attention. "I will keep my attention, it's better to find an opportunity to talk to Amelia." Dumbledore nodded slightly and said with a smile. "It's easier to deal with the new minister, without worrying about the other party's fragile self-esteem... Well, it's actually a bit mean to say that, but I think Connelly's current position is obviously more suitable for him."

"Yes, we're working hard to eat and drink in European countries," Felix said. "I hope he won't get fat when he comes back, that will cause public outrage."

...

The conversation with Dumbledore is always interesting. If it weren't for Harry's safety, he would be happy to talk to the old man about Voldemort's strength, but it could be seen that Dumbledore was indeed very busy and finally left in a hurry.

Felix came to the headquarters of Future World Company with his thoughts.

He and Dumbledore had no good idea for the soul fragments in Harry's body, so he could only put his ideas on Voldemort because he was too jumping, no, he was resurrected. As a living person, his emotions are more abundant than during the remnant soul period, especially recently, he was frustrated, and he might toss and turns at night. Harry unfortunately, as a half-horoscope, was like a large emotional receiver, and he would be stirred by Voldemort's emotions from time to time.

This kind of "tease" will in turn stimulate unstable soul fragments, just like carrying a Pandora's box, and no one knows what will happen after opening it. The brain closure technique can at most delay the time bomb, and the time bomb is still there. If Voldemort finds it, give him enough time to detonate the bomb.

Felix thought to himself, walking up the stairs that were hovering up.

Because it was a special period, the sword castle hall was not open to the public for the time being, and each staff member had a special amulet for identity identification. But this method is just a transition, and what is really useful is the anti-thief waterfall under research.

In fact, there is another way-

It is to scan regularly with the magic of the thinking hut. But on the one hand, the actual conditions do not allow it, and Felix cannot stay in the company. On the other hand, wizards in the environment still have fear and prejudice about memory magic. Felix does not want to cause panic among the inside, especially when Voldemort is peeping around.

So he chose to use it occasionally and secretly, and no one told him.

With the opportunity to discuss problems and demonstrate magic, you can collect the magic of the Thinking House as soon as you touch it, and generally just confirm that there is no problem.

"Maybe it's good to make a magic artifact? It's good to use magic puppets to guard the gate?"

But Felix finally gave up this idea. The magic puppet is at most one of the defense methods of the sword castle. If it is given other functions, it is still more cautious. Moreover, the situation is not as critical as that, so he can wait for a while to wait for the thief waterfall architecture to be completed.

"Professor Hayp!"

When Felix arrived on the fifth floor, Cremy was standing outside his office and looking forward.

"What happened?" He saw Cremy running over and wanted to reach out to pull him, and he hid for a moment.

"Oh, that's the case," she said embarrassedly, "it's my grandfather..."

That stubborn old man Felix had a thought in his mind, and he seemed to have promised him something.

"...He asked me to ask you when you have time to go to the Ancient Magical Society," Cremy whispered, "and he said you know."

"It's true," Felix thought for a while and said, "but it's definitely not possible recently. I must first watch the progress of the thief waterfall and strengthen the defense system of the Sword Castle... In this way, you can tell Mr. Vera that I will definitely visit him before school starts."

"That's good." Cremy breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Vera has been having time lately?" he asked casually.

"He," Cremi's eyes looked a little weird. She pushed the thick glasses on her nose and said, "It was very idle, but after taking over as president half a month ago, she started to be busy-"

"He is now the president of ancient magic script?" Felix asked in surprise.

"Yes, my grandfather has sighed a lot more recently. I guess the Ancient Magical Arts Association is about to be unable to continue." Cremy said with no sympathy. She looked around and came over and whispered: "Professor, I suggest you take them all!"

Felix cleared his throat.

"Why do you think so? Mr. Vera probably won't agree?"

"Ha," Cremy said indifferently: "I have heard it a few times. The association has recently gone away for many people, for various reasons. In addition to the information issued by the Ministry of Magic, the new type of magic text is becoming more and more popular... Everyone says that professors have created a new era of magic text."

"Uh, there's no need to overcorrect it."

"—If my grandfather hadn't suggested that he would 'absorb' the essence of the new type of magic text, people would have gone more." Cremi said with confidence, revealing the dilemma of the ancient magic text association without any psychological burden. "He actually just couldn't stand it. As long as he taught you to go, he would definitely compromise immediately."

Finally, Felix promised that it would definitely pass in the near future. Although the people of the Ancient Magical Literature Association mainly focus on translator magical literature, they have some foundation and may cooperate. It is also the time that is clever. In a few years, when there are enough graduates from Hogwarts, the Ancient Magical Literature Association will be completely unimportant.

On the other side, St. Mungo Magic Injury Hospital.

Sirius and Ms. Bones just came out of the ward of the Curse Injury Department. "Is it the amulet that Mr. Hepp asked?" Ms. Bones.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Sirius asked.

"It's nothing, I just think the first-level Merlin Medal is worth it." Ms. Bones said with a smile.

"Felix believes that the reason for Bode's injury may be related to Voldemort - he wants to use Bode's position to get something from the Department of Mystery Affairs. Although it has failed now, Felix is ​​worried that Voldemort will silence him," Sirius explained.
Chapter completed!