"How's Harry doing?
There's not much news about him in the newspaper … "
"He's fine. I think he's sleeping with the dragon egg."
At this moment, they were sitting in Lupin's office. Felix was sipping tea while looking at the furnishings in the room. "Tsk!
The color you picked is a bit old-fashioned. You're not even forty yet. "
Lupin shrugged. "That's not young either."
"You still have a lot of time to squander," said Felix. The two drank tea for a while and began to talk business.
"How's the sales of the magic cards?"
"Not bad. If it weren't for those engravers, the demand might not have met the demand. There are also businesses abroad that have taken the initiative to cooperate with us. They're all channels accumulated from the previous sales of magic lamps."
Felix nodded in satisfaction.
"I think Ludo Bagman's proposal is good. The projection screen can be applied to the second and third projects. You may have to make a trip there.
Of course, the most important thing is that we can store the process of the competition and make it into a video … We can't expect a weird sister group to promote the magic phonograph, can we? "
To an adept, there was not much of a difference between storing sound and images at the same time.
Similarly, it was not impossible to compare a 2D picture with a 3D projection.
Lupin lowered his head and thought. After a while, he slightly leaned his head towards Felix.
"It's not that I don't agree, but there are still a few problems at the moment, unless you're willing to help. The next project is in February?"
"February 24th."
"Then there should be enough time," said Lupin, thinking. He looked at Felix and said, "Everyone in the company admires you. Even the newcomers are spreading your legend … You must know that although you didn't stay for long during the summer vacation, you solved most of the problems. And when you left, our research progress suddenly slowed down."
"Okay, I'll stay in the company during the weekend," said Felix helplessly.
…
With his participation, the research progress accelerated at a speed visible to the naked eye. Most of the time, it was the researchers who raised the questions. He quickly simulated them in the Thinking Cabin and could come up with a theoretical solution in a few minutes.
Everyone in the company, from the newcomers to the veterans, was ordered around by him, but they all looked very excited.
"Is this the level of our boss?"
A red-necked Irish wizard asked quietly. He was recently recruited into the company. He had mastered the Cutting Spell and was very good at synchronizing transformations.
"You haven't seen how he displayed his prowess in the Quidditch World Cup!" said a young researcher.
"I was abroad before …" The red-necked wizard mumbled. Although he said that, when he looked at his boss, he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of admiration. He knew too much.
Felix was assigning tasks in an orderly manner. "This time, we'll try two new plans. The first group, use Long-Distance Transmission Spell. The second group, use Synchronization Spell and Transformation Spell. Well, this one is more complicated. I'll do it myself …"
Ten minutes later, a thick golden fog that looked like liquid gold quietly flowed towards the surroundings. Above the fog, light rays were constantly refracted, forming blurry images.
"There's a problem … Should we bind the fog and try the placement spell?
Or the Smoke Lock Curse?
Magical Circuits? "
Felix kept thinking. Beside him, Clemi quickly recorded his words and the results of the experiment. After an afternoon, most of the problems that hindered them had been solved.
In the evening, the people in the company said goodbye to him one by one, their faces full of heartfelt approval.
"You see, you're the boss of this company," Lupin said with a smile.
Felix pressed his forehead. It was not easy for him to use accelerated thinking at such a high intensity.
Especially when he had persisted for so long. At the moment, he didn't want to think about anything. He lazily lay on the sofa in Lupin's office.
"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking," Felix said with his eyes half closed. "I just don't want the company to always rely on me. It's okay now, I can solve all the problems we encounter, but in the future —"
He suddenly stopped.
"In the future what?" Lupin looked at Felix strangely.
But what made him helpless was that Felix began to hum again. He held a cup of tea and slowly drank it. "In the future, of course, I'll just sit there and wait to collect money. I don't want to work hard."
"I remember you didn't say that before," Lupin said. "Including the 'future world' that you registered with the Muggle government with the same name, I always feel that …" He looked at Felix cautiously and said softly, "You seem to be anticipating some kind of change in the future, such as the complete loss of the confidentiality law?"
"Felix, are you preparing for this?"
When he said this, Lupin was shocked.
His brain was more than a beat slower than usual. He, who had always been smart, thought over and over in his mind several times before coming to a terrifying conclusion. He lost his voice and said,
"You want to learn from Grindelwald and forcefully abolish the confidentiality law?"
"How is that possible?"
Felix laughed. He opened his eyes and said, "I can't think that far into the future, and I don't want to be Don Quixote, rushing to the windmill alone …"
"Huh?" He rubbed his chin and thought, "Thinking about it carefully, I actually have the ability to cut the windmill in half."
Looking at Lupin's expression becoming more and more serious, he muttered, "Why are you like Percy, without a sense of humor …"
Lupin laughed weakly and said, "This kind of important matter can't be taken as a joke, especially when it's you who said this. I can't take it as a joke.
So, what do you think?
You threw the company to me, and I'll definitely manage it according to your ideas. "
"My idea is simple."
Felix raised his finger and said, "First, let the wizards gradually realize the development of ordinary people. As pioneers, we shoulder the responsibility of gathering the wisdom of both sides and show it to one of them. Obviously, we have no other choice for the time being, and the clients can only be wizards …"
But the future was hard to say.
"Second, prevent the return of Lord Voldemort."
In other words, gather the masses.
"Lord Voldemort?"
Lupin looked at him in surprise. His expression was incredulous at first, then he obviously thought of something and became worried.
"Has anyone told you about this?" Felix asked curiously.
"It's Sirius." Lupin frowned, took out a bottle of eggnog from the cabinet behind the chair, and poured himself a glass. "Do you want it?"
Felix shook his head slightly.
Lupin took a big gulp and said, "He didn't tell me in detail. It seems to involve a big secret, and Headmaster Dumbledore stopped him from telling others … But he told me not to neglect the training, and the war more than ten years ago is far from over —"
"All hatred will come to an end in the future." He clutched his knee tightly with one hand.
Felix looked at Lupin. He knew that Lupin had an enemy who had been wandering outside.
He said softly, "You guessed right, Sirius is right.
No one knows what the future will be like. In the past few decades, the Hogwarts' Defense Against Black Magic has always been weak. In addition, after the war, the people of the Ministry of Magic did not have a sense of crisis. Except for Aura, the others could barely cast a complete Iron Incantation. "
"In recent years, the Duel Club has become the norm, and this year it has become an elective course.
It partly replaces the function of Defense Against Black Magic, so the graduates have the basic defensive ability.
But if they neglect the training, they will forget what they have learned in a few years … Have you ever thought about what you can expect them to do when the war comes? "
Lupin was also aware of this problem.
More than ten years ago, why was Lord Voldemort able to become everyone's nightmare?
First of all, he was very strong, and even Dumbledore could not trap him. Second, the Death Eaters under his command were not weak either, and he had also roped in a group of dark creatures, causing a lot of bloodshed.
He did not dare to imagine what it would be like if there was another war, because the interval between the wars was too short!
If Lord Voldemort were to make a comeback, the people who had experienced the war would only surrender faster in order to avoid being hurt.
Anyway, as long as they were not of Muggle blood, they would not be slaughtered. Of course, not many people would sincerely support the rule of the Black Devil.
In fact, at the end of the last war, this trend had already appeared.
As the only person who made the Black Devil afraid, Dumbledore had been locked in the school.
Many people were quite critical of this, but a small number of people believed that Dumbledore had actually fought with Lord Voldemort and won. This was also the reason why the Black Devil did not harm the students of the Hogwarts during the war. With the Black Devil's character, he would not let go of the Muggle wizards in the school so easily.
But it was obvious that Dumbledore could not do anything to Lord Voldemort, at least not like he could imprison the first generation of The Dark Lord.
There were rumors that the mysterious man was good at a type of escape magic, and had mastered it to the point of perfection. There were also rumors that the mysterious man had used extremely evil black magic to transform himself beyond recognition, so that no matter how serious his injuries were, he could quickly recover and become lively again.
Lupin's heart was in a mess. At this time, Felix's voice sounded like it came from the sky.
"As for the third, I am indeed dissatisfied with the Secret Act, and also dissatisfied with the muddleheadedness of the Ministry of Magic … But, what's the use of my dissatisfaction?
Using force to oppress and become the second The Dark Lord?
Oh, sorry, it's the third. No matter what, it's a bad move. "
"So I used myself as a variable."
He suddenly showed a mischievous smile and kept turning the teacup in his hand. "Yes, the initial variable, the first variable … to change some things, to facilitate some things, to push some things, and then to wait for the storm to come."
"Although I never passed the divination class, I have a strong hunch that I may live for a long time," Felix said to Lupin with a smile. "So, I can wait."