A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 634: Antagonist - (1)

Chapter 634: Antagonist

Felix spread out the map, placing his hand on it, and whispered, "Albus Dumbledore."

The map showed no response, as if the person didn't exist.

Felix smirked, having anticipated this. He put on his cloak, and Valen, the Niffler, wrapped a scarf around himself. The two of them silently left the office. After a moment of thought, Felix headed towards classroom number seven.

A few minutes ahead of schedule.

In the abandoned second-floor girls' lavatory, four people were anxiously waiting. Moaning Myrtle sat on the flushing toilet, watching Harry pace restlessly. "Did you invite someone else?" the ghost asked.

No one paid her any attention.

After pacing around again, Harry asked Ron, who was standing at the door, "Did you hear any noise?"

"No," Ron replied, bending over to look through the keyhole.

"I think..."

"Ouch!" Ron suddenly yelped in pain, holding his forehead as he stepped back. The door creaked open a crack, and after a few seconds, Luna peeked in, cautiously looking around. Her disheveled and dirty hair cascaded down as she grinned upon seeing the grimacing Ron and the others.

"Oh, you're all here—great!" Luna cheerfully exclaimed. "I've been looking forward to a secret meeting. Can we use fireworks?"

"Ugh," Ron rubbed his forehead.

Luna stared at the red skin on his forehead, asking, "What happened to you?"

"Well, let's not worry about that now, Luna," Hermione said. "You're late, though I don't really want to hear reasons like oversleeping. But it's better than an accident—speaking of which, you weren't caught, right?"

"I ran into Madam Rosmerta," Luna said, and everyone's hearts skipped a beat. "But I used Transfiguration to create a bunch of mice and fish, and she went chasing after the mice." With that, she showed her empty left wrist.

There should have been a string of stone bracelets there.

According to Ginny, they had advertised in The Quibbler, seeking beautiful stones. In just two days, Luna received a box full of strange and colorful little stones, though none contained a Resurrection Stone. Luna picked out some and made her entire set of decorations. Despite Ginny's numerous excuses, Luna eventually got a necklace.

Of course, she had never worn it.

The remaining stones were repurposed, and the two spent an afternoon adding a path of stones to the "Crumple-Horned Snorkack Definitely Exists" club's room, leading to a hammock.

"Why did you think of transfiguring fish?" Lavender asked with interest, judging from her tone.

"Cats love fish," Luna confidently replied.

"But live fish don't just appear on the ground—well, live fish, I assume?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, but cats don't care," Luna said.

Seeing the topic veering off, Harry quickly cleared his throat, and everyone turned their gaze to him. He assumed a captain's demeanor from his Quidditch training, speaking seriously, "We need to hurry; three of us have early Quidditch training tomorrow."

"Earlier than class time, really mean, isn't it? I wonder who decided on the time," Ron said.

Harry raised an eyebrow.

"Are you going to argue here all night? Come on, Harry," Hermione urged.

So, Harry positioned himself in front of a tap in a sink with a snake engraved on its side. "I have a bad feeling," Ron interjected with a splash of cold water. "We should have returned to the dorms when we encountered that suddenly appearing statue—"

"Oh, shut up," Ginny snapped.

"Did I say something wrong?" Ron grumbled, lowering his voice. "You all saw it too, that suddenly appearing statue—damn it, none of us remembered it!"

"It could have been recently moved," Ginny calmly suggested.

Ron looked at her with a disdainful expression. Harry ignored the argument, though a shadow hung over his mind. What was the deal with that statue? After a few seconds of contemplation, he shouted, "Open." A strange hissing sound emanated from his mouth, and the tap emitted a dazzling white light. Then the sink began to move, slowly sinking to reveal a very large pipe.

"Thank goodness the entrance hasn't been sealed by the professors," Harry said with mixed feelings.

If this failed, their adventure for the night would be over.

Ginny and Luna were both seeing the Chamber for the first time. They cautiously leaned over, peering down into the pitch-black abyss. They cast various protective spells on themselves—dust-repelling spells, levitation charms, heightened senses spells, bubble-head charms, and so on—then held hands and jumped in.

"Will there be a serpent-like monster inside?" Lavender asked eagerly.

"Unlikely," Harry muttered, disappearing into the entrance to the Chamber.

On the other side, Grindelwald strolled slowly through the dark corridor, contemplating what he had just heard. The Chamber, the Resurrection Stone... Was this a student adventure or something more certain?

And those little ones had potential, quite perceptive.

He grinned, recalling the tall, freckled redhead. He seemed to have overlooked him in the past, not paying much attention. But when he knocked on the statue that disguised himself, Grindelwald decided to pay special attention to the student named 'Ron Weasley.'

He stopped in front of a door.

Was this the legendary Room of Requirement? Did it hide the youthful memories of the professors? He was curious and decided to find out. His wand glided over the wooden door like a sword, leaving a long mark.

It wasn't Grindelwald's own magic but the gem embedded in his wand.

This magic originally belonged to a girl from the 'Future World' company. When he arrived at Hogwarts, he began absorbing the scattered, invisible, and uncontrollable magic from this ancient school. But regardless of the source, it was much weaker than what he possessed.

After this action, Grindelwald stopped, carefully observing the wooden door.

A faint glow appeared on the door, and then the mark left on it started to fade. Grindelwald silently observed this process, capturing the sequence of the marks disappearing. He was searching for the pattern of magical construction. After the marks completely vanished, he drew a magical line diagonally on the door, containing his own magical power. Repeating this action several times, he eventually stopped, lost in thought.

After an unknown amount of time, he muttered incantations, pointing his wand at the frost-covered window. Then, without looking back, he left from the other side. After about ten seconds, Felix leisurely appeared.

Valen sat on his shoulder, both small hands holding onto his neck, looking around curiously.

"Squeak! (What's happening here?)" Valen asked.

"Don't rush," Felix approached, briefly pausing at the wooden door of classroom number seven. Then he scanned the surroundings. Before long, he fixed his gaze on the frosty window that had been enchanted. The moon outside was bright, almost full, and Felix estimated that Rhyms would not be having a good time in the next few days.

The moonlight illuminated the thick layer of frost, but there seemed to be something hidden behind it.

"A mirror," Felix whispered softly.

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