A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 54: You are blocking my way…

There are only three tones of black, white and gray left in the whole world.

Rita Skeeter's body was stiff, and she looked at Felix's fingers tapping the table with difficulty. They were white and slender, and their nails were a healthy light pink—the only color in her field of vision.

With the tapping of the fingers, circles of black and gray ripples bloomed from the fingertips, and the ripples passed through the bodies of the two of them, spreading silently in all directions.

"You—" the woman said with difficulty, her wand was in her hand, but she couldn't raise it even an iota of height.

"Look, I occasionally use this perspective to observe the world and observe magic. It's still very interesting." Felix introduced, his attitude has not changed from beginning to end.

But Rita Skeeter doesn't think so.

"You're doing this... illegal... Azkaban..." She opened and closed her lips with great difficulty, saying each word.

"Rita, Rita, you don't think I'll do anything bad to you, do you?" Felix said funny, "I just asked, do you really understand me?"

"Obviously, you don't know me."

"One of your colleagues advised you not to think about me? I guess he must be Slytherin."

Rita Skeeter's eyes were fixed on him.

Felix said calmly, "When I was in the fifth grade, I used the vacation time to visit several stubborn pure-blood families. After that, they never talked about me in public."

"Do you know why?"

Her eyes widened.

"Who do you think I need to rely on to fight against the threat of the extreme pure-blood family? No, Rita," he said softly, "I just showed them a possibility."

With Felix's mood swings, the white and gray of the whole world quickly turned into ink-like pitch black, which was a deep and depressing darkness.

Rita Skeeter's body trembled slightly.

"Yeah, one possibility, if I become the Dark Lord..." He didn't continue.

The darkness faded quickly, and it returned to black and white again, like an old faded photo.

"If you think about it carefully, I'm actually very talkative. As long as you don't come to provoke me, I don't have time to talk to you. But unfortunately, I just—"

"You are in my way..."

Ignoring her, Felix fetched the parchment on the table and read it casually.

Unknowingly, this piece of parchment has been filled with a foot of content, which makes him a little dumbfounded. If the little wizards of Hogwarts have this ability to make up nonsense, they will definitely laugh out loud in their dreams. sound.

"Tsk Tut!"

"This paragraph is too much."

"Did I say that?"

"Stay close to Dumbledore, who, me?" He shook his head.

The color gradually came back in the room, which was also magical, like a child finding a faded photograph in an old storage room and taking a crayon to paint on it.

The world is alive again.

Rita Skeeter found herself regaining mobility.

She glanced at the wand in her hand, then at Felix who was still reading the parchment, her eyes kept rolling.

But she quickly dismissed the stupid idea.

"Have you thought about it, do you want to do it? This may be an opportunity. Grab me, and you can make up the rest of the story." Felix looked up at her with light blue eyes.

"You're joking, Felix, no, Professor Haip, Sir—" Rita Skeeter kept changing her address.

"Oh."

He dropped the parchment in his hand lightly, and it silently turned into ashes.

"About the purpose of my coming..."

"I apologize! I will stop all false statements!" she said quickly, with a flattering smile on her face.

"Thank you, Rita."

Felix stood up, bowed politely with a slight smile, and then he pushed open the door, his figure blending into the night.

At this moment, it was completely dark, and the north wind blew snowflakes and made his robe "hunt". Felix took two steps against the wind and snow, and he disappeared in the next second.

After a while, Rita Skeeter quietly opened the door, glanced left and right, but there was nothing outside the room, she quickly closed the door.

A vicious cursing sound sprayed out of her mouth, she was almost cursing someone with the worst words she knew in her life.

"Felix Hemp!" she called the name viciously.

"I want revenge! Revenge... His secret... Yes, yes, this damn... He doesn't know that I am an Animagus, maybe, no, it's too risky."

After scolding for a long time, Rita Skeeter's dry mouth ~IndoMTL.com~ finally stopped.

She came to the wine cabinet and wanted to take out a bottle of wine to quench her thirst, but as soon as her fingers touched the handle, the gorgeous silver product turned into fine sand in her hand.

Rita Skeeter froze there.

She stretched out a thick finger tentatively, and tapped a purple long-necked jug—it was her favorite wine jug. But in the next second, the jug quickly decomposed into fine sand, including the liquor stored inside.

Her eyes became terrified, and her body stumbled into the chair behind her, and then she found that the chair was also scattered on the ground, turning into a pool of fine sand.

Rita Skeeter looked around, her house—everywhere was deserting, including her delicate picture frame, her crocodile leather handbag.

Not even the floor is spared.

"Ahhh!"

She ran out of the house in fright. Under her gaze, the entire single-family house was crumbling, and a sand sea vortex gushed out from the bottom, engulfing the house slowly but firmly.

"This is a lesson." In Rita Skeeter's mind, a voice sounded very abruptly.

Her lips trembled, as if she wanted to say something, but this time, she quickly shut her mouth.

Edge of the Forbidden Forest.

The figure of Felix suddenly appeared, and he headed towards the castle step by step against the wind and snow. The weather in December is terribly cold, especially with the strong wind mixed with blizzard, every step is a severe test.

When he saw the outline of the castle in the distance, he was struck by a thought, and he shook his head. He really didn't have a long memory.

Felix pushed open the dark brown door, shook off all the snowflakes from his body, and entered the warm castle.

He waved his wand lightly, and the door behind him closed with a bang, blocking the wind, snow and darkness outside.