Chapter 180: Conclusion of Special Training
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Chapter 180: Conclusion of Special Training
On the morning before the start of the school year, Felix Harp sat leisurely at a cozy table in the Leaky Cauldron, enjoying his breakfast and casually flipping through the day's newspaper.
"Tsk, Sirius Black, why has he been on the front page for so many days?"
Felix gazed at the man in the photograph. His face was gaunt, and his black hair was tangled together. He had waxen-like skin and a somewhat vampiric appearance.
The newspaper spared no ink detailing his crimes over and over again, including his support for the mysterious figure and, when cornered, his explosion that obliterated half a street, resulting in thirteen deaths. Currently, he was listed as a fugitive on the run.
Words like "extremely dangerous" and "most notorious prisoner" appeared repeatedly in bold red font.
"Escaping from Azkaban, is that really so difficult?" Felix sipped his coffee and took a couple of seconds to simulate the scenario.
First step, retrieve a spare wand, and then... hmm...
'Well, the premise doesn't hold up. Why was I locked up in the first place?'
'At least it explains why Moody was so jittery around Harry.'
Just then, Harry yawned his way down the stairs, with Dobby cautiously trailing behind him. Dobby watched Harry with a worried expression, as though fearing he might miss a step and tumble down the stairs.
"Harry, Dobby, over here," Felix tilted his head at them, "Good morning, Professor." Harry sat down on the opposite chair, and to his surprise, Dobby pulled up a chair right next to him.
"Dobby, don't you need to greet the guests?" Harry asked.
"Mr. Potter, Dobby has resigned from the Leaky Cauldron. Today is Dobby's last day here, and the boss approved that I don't have to do anything."
"Oh, uh..." Harry was clearly not fully awake yet, his mind took a moment to catch up, and after a while, he said, somewhat befuddled, "But, where are you going then?"
"Mr. Harp has offered Dobby a job. Dobby is honored to help a friend! Dobby feels very honored," the house-elf stared with wide eyes at Felix.
Harry also turned to Felix, who explained briefly, "I've hired Dobby as my spokesperson to deal with some book publishing matters."
"Congratulations, Dobby," Harry said genuinely.
After finishing his breakfast, Felix addressed Harry, "Harry, I won't schedule any more training tasks for your last day. Over these past two days, you've reviewed the Ironclad Charm, the Stupefy Charm, the Tongue-Tying Curse, and you've also learned the Impediment Jinx, which is more useful for your current level. It can give you an advantage in gaining initiative."
Harry listened in silence; he knew this special training was coming to an end.
The incantation for the Impediment Jinx was "Impedimenta," and its effect was to shoot a thick rope from the tip of the wand to bind the target. The advantage of this spell was that its casting range was very long, allowing him to attack from a distance as far as across a corridor.
He had only learned it last night and was just barely capable of casting it, but the attack range was now around twelve to thirteen meters, surpassing most spells he had mastered.
'Ron deserves credit for me learning this spell,' Harry thought. After multiple failures, he remembered how Ron had learned the Disarming Charm and decided to let Professor Harp use the Impediment Jinx on him, hoping to get a close-up 'feel' for its mysteries.
Mrs. Weasley shot her husband a glare and warmly said to Felix, "Professor Harp, thank you for the Christmas present you gave to Ron. To be honest, it was quite precious... but Ron absolutely loves his new wand."
"Mom!" Ron said, a bit annoyed; she always used his nickname regardless of the context.
But Mrs. Weasley didn't pay attention to him, "Ron looks up to you quite a bit. He chose your course this year, and of course, also—" she looked at Harry and Hermione, and they nodded in unison, "these two little rascals, always keeping us on our toes."
She went on, chattering, "We got news from Dumbledore quite early. Arthur and I were utterly flabbergasted, trembling in fear, worried all along, but we didn't dare send a howler, fearing it would disturb Ginny. After all, it's Dark Magic..." She trailed off vaguely, "and it involves the Chamber of Secrets. Her brothers set a bad example for her."
"Mom, how does that even involve us?"
"Yeah, we haven't caused any trouble this summer."
The twins beside her were protesting vigorously; Mrs. Weasley pursed her lips, looking sternly at them. "And you, don't think I don't know what you've been up to..."
Percy stepped forward, his chest puffed out, a shiny silver badge pinned on it—it was the emblem of the Head Boy, "Mom, Ginny has me as an example."
The twins wore sour expressions and muttered, heads lowered.
'Head Boy, huh?'
'How about Chief Bighead?'
The two of them soon exchanged knowing smiles.
Felix looked on with interest at the interaction in this large family. When they settled down, he said, "Don't worry, Mrs. Weasley, I have some understanding of them..."
Old Tom, stooped and with most of his teeth missing, approached them. He gestured with his hands, and three tables in the bar were pushed together, with over a dozen small stools settling around them.
"And, do you need anything to eat?"
"Don't bother about me, Tom," Felix said. "I'll be leaving now."
He nodded slightly at the group and said, "Please excuse me." Then, he turned to Dobby, "Let's go, I need to get you some new clothes."
Dobby bid farewell to Harry and, after waving, bounced alongside Felix.
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Chapter 180: Conclusion of Special Training
On the morning before the start of the school year, Felix Harp sat leisurely at a cozy table in the Leaky Cauldron, enjoying his breakfast and casually flipping through the day's newspaper.
"Tsk, Sirius Black, why has he been on the front page for so many days?"
Felix gazed at the man in the photograph. His face was gaunt, and his black hair was tangled together. He had waxen-like skin and a somewhat vampiric appearance.
The newspaper spared no ink detailing his crimes over and over again, including his support for the mysterious figure and, when cornered, his explosion that obliterated half a street, resulting in thirteen deaths. Currently, he was listed as a fugitive on the run.
Words like "extremely dangerous" and "most notorious prisoner" appeared repeatedly in bold red font.
"Escaping from Azkaban, is that really so difficult?" Felix sipped his coffee and took a couple of seconds to simulate the scenario.
First step, retrieve a spare wand, and then... hmm...
'Well, the premise doesn't hold up. Why was I locked up in the first place?'
'At least it explains why Moody was so jittery around Harry.'
Just then, Harry yawned his way down the stairs, with Dobby cautiously trailing behind him. Dobby watched Harry with a worried expression, as though fearing he might miss a step and tumble down the stairs.
"Harry, Dobby, over here," Felix tilted his head at them, "Good morning, Professor." Harry sat down on the opposite chair, and to his surprise, Dobby pulled up a chair right next to him.
"Dobby, don't you need to greet the guests?" Harry asked.
"Mr. Potter, Dobby has resigned from the Leaky Cauldron. Today is Dobby's last day here, and the boss approved that I don't have to do anything."
"Oh, uh..." Harry was clearly not fully awake yet, his mind took a moment to catch up, and after a while, he said, somewhat befuddled, "But, where are you going then?"
"Mr. Harp has offered Dobby a job. Dobby is honored to help a friend! Dobby feels very honored," the house-elf stared with wide eyes at Felix.
Harry also turned to Felix, who explained briefly, "I've hired Dobby as my spokesperson to deal with some book publishing matters."
"Congratulations, Dobby," Harry said genuinely.
After finishing his breakfast, Felix addressed Harry, "Harry, I won't schedule any more training tasks for your last day. Over these past two days, you've reviewed the Ironclad Charm, the Stupefy Charm, the Tongue-Tying Curse, and you've also learned the Impediment Jinx, which is more useful for your current level. It can give you an advantage in gaining initiative."
Harry listened in silence; he knew this special training was coming to an end.
The incantation for the Impediment Jinx was "Impedimenta," and its effect was to shoot a thick rope from the tip of the wand to bind the target. The advantage of this spell was that its casting range was very long, allowing him to attack from a distance as far as across a corridor.
He had only learned it last night and was just barely capable of casting it, but the attack range was now around twelve to thirteen meters, surpassing most spells he had mastered.
'Ron deserves credit for me learning this spell,' Harry thought. After multiple failures, he remembered how Ron had learned the Disarming Charm and decided to let Professor Harp use the Impediment Jinx on him, hoping to get a close-up 'feel' for its mysteries.
Mrs. Weasley shot her husband a glare and warmly said to Felix, "Professor Harp, thank you for the Christmas present you gave to Ron. To be honest, it was quite precious... but Ron absolutely loves his new wand."
"Mom!" Ron said, a bit annoyed; she always used his nickname regardless of the context.
But Mrs. Weasley didn't pay attention to him, "Ron looks up to you quite a bit. He chose your course this year, and of course, also—" she looked at Harry and Hermione, and they nodded in unison, "these two little rascals, always keeping us on our toes."
She went on, chattering, "We got news from Dumbledore quite early. Arthur and I were utterly flabbergasted, trembling in fear, worried all along, but we didn't dare send a howler, fearing it would disturb Ginny. After all, it's Dark Magic..." She trailed off vaguely, "and it involves the Chamber of Secrets. Her brothers set a bad example for her."
"Mom, how does that even involve us?"
"Yeah, we haven't caused any trouble this summer."
The twins beside her were protesting vigorously; Mrs. Weasley pursed her lips, looking sternly at them. "And you, don't think I don't know what you've been up to..."
Percy stepped forward, his chest puffed out, a shiny silver badge pinned on it—it was the emblem of the Head Boy, "Mom, Ginny has me as an example."
The twins wore sour expressions and muttered, heads lowered.
'Head Boy, huh?'
'How about Chief Bighead?'
The two of them soon exchanged knowing smiles.
Felix looked on with interest at the interaction in this large family. When they settled down, he said, "Don't worry, Mrs. Weasley, I have some understanding of them..."
Old Tom, stooped and with most of his teeth missing, approached them. He gestured with his hands, and three tables in the bar were pushed together, with over a dozen small stools settling around them.
"And, do you need anything to eat?"
"Don't bother about me, Tom," Felix said. "I'll be leaving now."
He nodded slightly at the group and said, "Please excuse me." Then, he turned to Dobby, "Let's go, I need to get you some new clothes."
Dobby bid farewell to Harry and, after waving, bounced alongside Felix.
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Chapter 180: Conclusion of Special TrainingOn the morning before the start of the school year, Felix Harp sat leisurely at a cozy table in the Leaky Cauldron, enjoying his breakfast and casually flipping through the day's newspaper."Tsk, Sirius Black, why has he been on the front page for so many days?"Felix gazed at the man in the photograph. His face was gaunt, and his black hair was tangled together. He had waxen-like skin and a somewhat vampiric appearance.The newspaper spared no ink detailing his crimes over and over again, including his support for the mysterious figure and, when cornered, his explosion that obliterated half a street, resulting in thirteen deaths. Currently, he was listed as a fugitive on the run.Words like "extremely dangerous" and "most notorious prisoner" appeared repeatedly in bold red font."Escaping from Azkaban, is that really so difficult?" Felix sipped his coffee and took a couple of seconds to simulate the scenario.First step, retrieve a spare wand, and then... hmm...'Well, the premise doesn't hold up. Why was I locked up in the first place?''At least it explains why Moody was so jittery around Harry.'Just then, Harry yawned his way down the stairs, with Dobby cautiously trailing behind him. Dobby watched Harry with a worried expression, as though fearing he might miss a step and tumble down the stairs."Harry, Dobby, over here," Felix tilted his head at them, "Good morning, Professor." Harry sat down on the opposite chair, and to his surprise, Dobby pulled up a chair right next to him."Dobby, don't you need to greet the guests?" Harry asked."Mr. Potter, Dobby has resigned from the Leaky Cauldron. Today is Dobby's last day here, and the boss approved that I don't have to do anything.""Oh, uh..." Harry was clearly not fully awake yet, his mind took a moment to catch up, and after a while, he said, somewhat befuddled, "But, where are you going then?""Mr. Harp has offered Dobby a job. Dobby is honored to help a friend! Dobby feels very honored," the house-elf stared with wide eyes at Felix.Harry also turned to Felix, who explained briefly, "I've hired Dobby as my spokesperson to deal with some book publishing matters.""Congratulations, Dobby," Harry said genuinely.After finishing his breakfast, Felix addressed Harry, "Harry, I won't schedule any more training tasks for your last day. Over these past two days, you've reviewed the Ironclad Charm, the Stupefy Charm, the Tongue-Tying Curse, and you've also learned the Impediment Jinx, which is more useful for your current level. It can give you an advantage in gaining initiative."Harry listened in silence; he knew this special training was coming to an end.The incantation for the Impediment Jinx was "Impedimenta," and its effect was to shoot a thick rope from the tip of the wand to bind the target. The advantage of this spell was that its casting range was very long, allowing him to attack from a distance as far as across a corridor.He had only learned it last night and was just barely capable of casting it, but the attack range was now around twelve to thirteen meters, surpassing most spells he had mastered.'Ron deserves credit for me learning this spell,' Harry thought. After multiple failures, he remembered how Ron had learned the Disarming Charm and decided to let Professor Harp use the Impediment Jinx on him, hoping to get a close-up 'feel' for its mysteries.Mrs. Weasley shot her husband a glare and warmly said to Felix, "Professor Harp, thank you for the Christmas present you gave to Ron. To be honest, it was quite precious... but Ron absolutely loves his new wand.""Mom!" Ron said, a bit annoyed; she always used his nickname regardless of the context.But Mrs. Weasley didn't pay attention to him, "Ron looks up to you quite a bit. He chose your course this year, and of course, also" she looked at Harry and Hermione, and they nodded in unison, "these two little rascals, always keeping us on our toes."She went on, chattering, "We got news from Dumbledore quite early. Arthur and I were utterly flabbergasted, trembling in fear, worried all along, but we didn't dare send a howler, fearing it would disturb Ginny. After all, it's Dark Magic..." She trailed off vaguely, "and it involves the Chamber of Secrets. Her brothers set a bad example for her.""Mom, how does that even involve us?""Yeah, we haven't caused any trouble this summer."The twins beside her were protesting vigorously; Mrs. Weasley pursed her lips, looking sternly at them. "And you, don't think I don't know what you've been up to..."Percy stepped forward, his chest puffed out, a shiny silver badge pinned on itit was the emblem of the Head Boy, "Mom, Ginny has me as an example."The twins wore sour expressions and muttered, heads lowered.'Head Boy, huh?''How about Chief Bighead?'The two of them soon exchanged knowing smiles.Felix looked on with interest at the interaction in this large family. When they settled down, he said, "Don't worry, Mrs. Weasley, I have some understanding of them..."Old Tom, stooped and with most of his teeth missing, approached them. He gestured with his hands, and three tables in the bar were pushed together, with over a dozen small stools settling around them."And, do you need anything to eat?""Don't bother about me, Tom," Felix said. "I'll be leaving now."He nodded slightly at the group and said, "Please excuse me." Then, he turned to Dobby, "Let's go, I need to get you some new clothes."Dobby bid farewell to Harry and, after waving, bounced alongside Felix.Hello everyone, If you enjoy reading this novel and want to read 10 Chapters ahead of schedule, then please join my Patreon. Or Consider donating! at Paypal or Ko-fi.Your support is greatly appreciatedThe roots of this story extend from novell bin origin.
