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The following morning, Felix Harp did sothing unusual—he overslept, missing the daily owl post. Finding a spot, he casually sat down, intermittently sipping on his porridge, contemplating the increased number of students subscribing to newspapers in the Great Hall.

A Ravenclaw student, a couple of seats away, skimd through the headlines of the paper, exhaling in relief.

"All is well."

Her companion was accustod to her behavior.

"Why don't we discuss the exam spells?" he suggested.

"What's there to discuss? Fourth and fifth years only need to master Disarming, Stunning, and Shield Charms. I've learned them ages ago," the Ravenclaw girl flicked her hair dismissively, then eyed her companion mischievously. "Oh, I forgot, you're not into dueling, you've been absent from it..."

Her companion rolled his eyes and sighed. "I envy the first, second, and third years. They only need to master the Patronus Charm. Seems like a cakewalk, doesn't it?"

"Don't say that. My mum told

about lots of incidents where inexperienced wizards ssed up Apparition due to nervousness. Kids, if not properly trained, tend to instinctively resist magical transportation, resulting in mishaps..."

Listening halfway, Felix redirected his attention to his breakfast, staring at the oatal as if they were magical symbols—more accurately, patterns stable enough to hold magic.

Progress on the plan to trap Voldemort was sluggish.

He could transform into so magical creatures, but that didn't an it was a surefire solution. In fact, he never considered battling Voldemort in the form of magical creatures. It was too arduous. Despite their mystical prowess in certain aspects, as seen from Newt's teachings, no magical creature could overpower established wizards in reality.

Only by converting various magical abilities of these creatures into written magic, utilizing them through a wizard's body, would it be impactful. Unfortunately, despite the intricate historical connections between the two, there wasn't a direct correlation between a creature's body and written magical symbols or circuits.

What Felix needed was akin to what ancient wizards did—creating ancient magic from scratch. Hence, it involved an imnse workload.

The first step was transfiguring into magical creatures, understanding their magical abilities, feeling the mysteries inherent in their bloodline, and comprehending how his magic flowed and operated within them. He had to repeat this process continuously to obtain a vague pattern—resembling a tangled web of capillaries or a complex structure.

This was what ancient wizards observed while dissecting magical creatures.

Following this was relentless experintation to extract individual magical symbols.

His biggest challenge lay in not always finding suitable magical symbols to correspond with the magical structures within these creatures. In such instances, he had to create his own symbols—a process accompanied by countless failures.

Fortunately, his approach was on the right track. That was enough.

Although the process was incredibly tedious, Felix found joy in it, especially in the fascinating ideas it birthed. For instance, the magical abilities of creatures stemd from their bloodline and unique physical structures. But what about wizards?

Felix suspected the 'soul' played a significantly crucial role. Evidence suggested that only wizards could transform into ghosts; regular folks and magical creatures couldn't.

He was captivated by these thoughts, even while standing at the lectern. At this stage, magic's theory and practice surpassed ordinary wizarding understanding with each step forward.

Whether it was resurrecting magical creature abilities through ancient runes or bringing mory magic from Rowena Ravenclaw's basis into the real world, it was all the sa.

"Bring out your runic knives. Today is a practical class. I'll reserve a few sessions for you to get accustod to these new tools. You'll soon find that in certain aspects, they are even better than wands, especially when precision is essential." Felix calmly announced, "Today's task is to inscribe the practical runes and runic circuits you've learned in the past two years on chestnut boards."

Students started moving, selecting chestnut boards in sequence, returning to their seats to begin practicing.

"Seems a bit too simple, doesn't it?" Ron remarked cheerfully, "We've been practicing these in the Runic Club."

"It is indeed simple for us, but—" Hermione cut chestnut boards into slender strips, each about the size of a fingertip. She smoothly wrote a series of ancient runes, lifting her head to survey the rest of the classroom.

"Boom!"

The chestnut board in Seamus' hand suddenly exploded into a burst of fire and smoke.

Felix waved his hand, dissipating the smoke and flas. "Be mindful, Mr. Finnigan. You need more focus, not staring at ." He glanced up from a three-dinsional pattern ford by runes, scanning the room where many students averted their eyes guiltily.

"When can we be as proficient as the professors?" Harry couldn't help but ask, noticing the professor's runes shimring like tiny specks of dust, glistening in the sunlight.

"The professor advised

against aiming too high." Hermione regretfully noted. Clearly, she had inquired about similar matters before, but then smiled, "But he praised my exploration and attempts in runic magic."

She pointed to her completed work. Harry and Ron glanced at it, impressed. Hermione's small piece of chestnut board was covered with nurous tiny runes, resembling smudged ink if not observed carefully.

"Hermione... it won't explode, will it?" Harry nervously asked, recognizing

a pattern in the air similar to Seamus's before the explosion.

"No, no, no," Hermione assured, "It's simply emitting a faint magical glow, nothing more. The professor said it's a sign of potential."

"Potential for what?" Ron inquired.

"That's what I'm trying to figure out," Hermione admitted. "It's just a faint hint of what it could be. I'm fascinated by the idea of tapping into the raw magical energy around us, channeling it through runes."

anwhile, Felix observed the classroom dynamics. He saw potential in various students, their personalities, and their magical auras. So showed talent in ancient runes, others in Transfiguration or Charms.

As the class continued, he couldn't help but imagine the day when these talents, combined with his own discoveries, would weave into the fabric of magic, bringing about a revolution that would change the wizarding world forever.

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