A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 62: Observer

"Principal, we..." Felix drew out his wand.

Dumbledore did not answer, but fell into deep thought, as if falling asleep.

"Principal Dumbledore!" Hermione stomped her feet anxiously.

Dumbledore pondered for a few seconds, he waved his wand, and put several Disillusionment Charms on their heads.

Felix overheard the conversation between him and Snape.

"I don't understand, Dumbledore..."

"What, Severus?"

"That kid... Harry Potter, he is going to die!"

"Here I am," said Dumbledore briefly.

The conversation ended here, but Felix couldn't help thinking——

Did Dumbledore want to train Potter? Life and death can best stimulate a person's courage and potential, not to mention that this old man is standing aside at this moment, controlling the overall situation.

Or...

He suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Dumbledore when Potter's Parseltongue was exposed. The headmaster said he still needs to confirm something, what would it be?

Several people approached the battlefield silently. As they approached, Felix found large pieces of broken ice crystals in the open space, and more than a dozen palm-sized, blood-stained black scales stuck to half of the collapsed ice wall.

The four of them came to a snake-wreathed stone pillar in front of the clearing, and part of the effect of the Illusion Charm was lifted—this allowed them to see each other's positions clearly.

"Professor!" Hermione tugged at his sleeve, behind the stone pillar, a little wizard was lying on the ground, beside him was a palm-sized bird.

It's Ron and Fox.

"Principal, we found Weasley."

Dumbledore glanced at the field, "Severus..."

"I'm watching." Snape said without looking back, his gaze was firmly fixed on Harry, and his expression was very intriguing.

Dumbledore and Felix squatted in front of Ron. His clothes were covered with dust and scratches, but his body was not injured at all.

The little phoenix at the side let out a low cry, as if asking for credit.

Obviously, it cured Ron.

"Thank you, Fox." Dumbledore said to it with satisfaction.

"Professor, Ron..." Hermione looked at Ron worriedly.

"He's fine," said Felix, tapping the ring on his left hand with his wand, and a bottle of potion flew out, and he forced Ron into it.

Ron's eyebrows twisted.

In the clearing, the battle belonging to Harry is still going on——

He hid behind a boulder, and waved his magic wand in his hand. The palm-sized magic puppet waved out streams of cold air mixed with ice crystals. After a field attack, there are still dots of white frost on the tail of the snake.

Harry nimbly dodged a stone the size of a human head, and the boulder barrier in front of him was smashed to pieces. He trotted away quickly, but the footsteps caught the Basilisk's attention, and the next second, the thick tail swung over.

Harry immediately commanded the magic puppet to stand in front of him, "Chi Chi Chi Chi!" An ice prism appeared out of thin air.

The huge black snake tail slammed down on the head, and after a toothache squeezing sound, the icicle and the magic puppet shattered to the ground.

And Harry took this opportunity to run away on tiptoe.

The three professors hiding in the dark put down their wands at the same time. Felix couldn't help but glance at the pile of puppet fragments on the ground.

"Professor, I want to help Harry!" Hermione said to him.

Felix was silent for a while, "Have you thought about it?"

"Yes."

Felix lifted Hermione's Disillusionment Charm, and at the same time took a beaded packet from the ring and handed it to her. "I originally wanted it as your Christmas present, so I'll give it to you in advance - don't I need to say more about the usage?"

"No, thank you professor!" Hermione said cheerfully.

She wasn't worried about Harry's safety. With the two professors and the headmaster around, she wouldn't die anyway, but she didn't want to see Harry fight the basilisk alone.

They are best friends!

Hermione was cautiously hiding in the shadows, walking as quietly as possible.

On the field, Harry struggled to avoid the basilisk's tail and the flying gravel, and without the help of the magic puppet, he suddenly fell into an absolute disadvantage.

Harry made a "hiss" sound: "Quiet down!"

But the basilisk has gone mad, and its eyes are blind, which almost heralds its death—either killed or starved. What's more, they also broke into the secret room.

"Kill...Kill..." The basilisk made a "hiss" sound, and followed Harry's sound with a tail flick.

"Swoosh!"

A sharp whistling sound pierced the air, and an emerald green, wrist-thick vine climbed up the basilisk's tail, forcibly stopping its attack.

Harry gave a look of disbelief.

"Hermione!?"

The little witch wrapped the other end of the devil's vine around the stone pillar to fight against the terrifying power of the basilisk. "Harry, run!"

Harry didn't have time to think why Hermione appeared here, he ran away quickly, and tripped halfway, it was the Sorting Hat, that big silver bird brought him!

Not long ago, the basilisk discovered him as an intruder and decided to kill him and Ron. At this time, any Parseltongue was useless, and the "master's order" in its mouth was everything.

At a critical moment, a big silver bird suddenly appeared, not only pecking the basilisk blind, but also brought the sorting hat to him after disappearing for a short time.

He didn't know the reason, but he believed that the Sorting Hat must be useful for the current situation.

He picked up the tattered hat and put it on his head, muttering, "Anyway, please help me."

There was no voice to answer him, but the hat was pressed tighter and tighter, as if an invisible hand was clenching the Sorting Hat tightly on his head.

Bang!

Something heavy and hard fell on top of Harry's head, nearly knocking him unconscious. Harry found that it was a gleaming silver sword with a dazzling ruby ​​the size of an egg inlaid on the hilt.

Not far away, Felix's eyes froze ~IndoMTL.com~ Is that... the Sword of Gryffindor?

A symbol of the courage and faith of Gryffindor, the Big Four of Hogwarts?

He turned his head and stared at Dumbledore. Is this what you want to confirm?

Dumbledore didn't pay attention to his gaze. His eyes fell on the basilisk through half-moon glasses, and his lips opened and closed silently.

This made Felix faintly feel something was wrong, it was a very weird feeling. In his vision, the magic of the Basilisk, Harry and Hermione was very conspicuous, but there seemed to be something more on the field.

Under the illusion spell, he curled up his fingers and gently touched the center of his brow. In an instant, the colors of all the scenes in front of him were melting and fading.

Only black, white and gray are left.

Felix looked towards the battlefield ahead, under his calm face, there were turbulent waves surging.

In his field of vision, three steps to the left, a huge source of magic power was burning like a shining sun. That was Dumbledore. From his feet, the magic power spread out a line, and the other end of the line was connected to the ground below the basilisk.

There is a huge magical wave hidden there. From his unique perspective, the ground is like water waves, surging and undulating.

What is this?

Dumbledore has already made a secret move?

It looks like some kind of transfiguration, but he has never seen such an outrageous transfiguration...

Felix's mood at the moment is very complicated.

It turned out that without his knowledge, Dumbledore had put the basilisk in a cage.

At this moment, Felix doesn't care about the battle situation on the field at all. There is no need for it. The basilisk is a big tool. Perhaps its only value is to play a scene with Harry and let Dumbledore see something clearly.