Harry Potter: A Certain Ancient Rune Professor of Hogwarts (TL)

Chapter 526

Grawp let out a deafening roar that made Felix’s ears buzz.

“Hiss~” he took two steps back, shaking his head for a moment. That was too loud.

Hagrid stepped forward and tried to calm him down, but Grawp seemed to have gone berserk, flailing his arms around and stumbling on his feet as he tried to free himself from the rope around his ankles, but it seemed awfully sturdy that he failed to break free even after a hard struggle, so he took his bad temper on Hagrid.

“Oh my god.” Hermione exclaimed.

Grawp’s fist landed solidly on Hagrid’s face and Hagrid, who was unprepared, fell to the ground on his back. Grawp wanted to keep attacking, “Hey! Big guy!” Sirius shouted at him as a flash of red light bounced off Grawp’s rough skin.

Grawp yelled and lunged at them, “BANG!” Then tripped over the rope and fell, and then the earth seemed to shake as a bird’s nest in a towering pine tree scattered as Sirius gulped.

Sirius leaned closer and said, “Felix, if you don’t restrain him, I’ll be forced to use a powerful spell.”

“The ropes are sturdy.” Felix said, suspecting it might have been enchanted by Dumbledore.

“Don’t-” Hagrid said as he rolled over and sat up, covering his nose as blood snaked down his fingers. He slurred, “Little Grawp, listen, they mean no harm.”

Felix’s eyes glowed bright silver and then the air around them shook violently, like a vapour on a boiling caldron- Harry had felt something similar before, during the second task of the Tournament of Champions, he had witnessed a large part of the Black Lake shake violently, causing the surrounding scene to become disoriented.

Just like now.

But the change came and went quickly, as the folds in the atmosphere smoothed out, and he looked over at Professor Hap, as the wand in his hand subconsciously relaxed. The silver light in the Professor’s eyes hadn’t gone out, and the fine runes, like a ring of Saturn, swirled around his light blue pupils, which suggested that he had indeed done something.

Harry looked eagerly towards the clearing again, his eyes narrowed as he felt that everything around him looked out of place. It is as if … the position had shifted.

Grawp rose from the ground agilely, moving much faster than he looked, and with incredible strength, he grabbed an uprooted pine tree in his hand and swung it around, the leaves rattled as he twirled it around like a small stick.

He soon found his target.

The ‘Hagrid’ had somehow managed to get to his feet, seemingly intact, and he lunged forward with his arms wide open, wrapping them around Grawp’s waist and pushing him back as hard as he could.

The little sanity he had left also disappeared, and his powerful arm rose high in the air, and “Bang!”

The eyelids of those present jumped as Grawp hit the ground, the trunk of the tree struck Hagrid’s head solidly, splattering the dirt like a bomb, but Grawp ignored everything and roared under his breath. He swung his hand around and smashed the surrounding ground, causing it to sink another few inches.

“Professor! Hagrid’s-” Harry tried to rush up to him, his wand flashed with an intense glow as he ran forward, not thinking about the irrationality of the situation.

“I’m here.” A voice said, and Harry stared at Hagrid, who had suddenly appeared out of thin air, and looking speechless in shock. The air rippled like water waves and the shadow of Grawp in the distance twisted strangely, which made him look even hideous.

Hagrid covered his nose with an extremely weird expression, especially the corner of his injured mouth twitched at the sight of his other self being beaten violently.

Sirius narrowed his eyes and looked closer, “Is this an illusion? No, not just an illusion, the environment is also changed, but if you look closely you can still spot the flaw, the airflow, the sense of touch …” he spit his saliva on his hand and flung his wrist, “but it’s perfect to use against an opponent who has lost his mind. ”

“Cool.” Ron said with a look of awe.

Harry agreed deeply.

Hermione asked suspiciously, ” It doesn’t seem like a mere illusion?”

The fake ‘Hagrid’ had taken quite a few of Grawp’s punches’ and even the trunk of the tree had broken in two just from smashing ‘Hagrid’ and the surrounding circle of the ground, but the ‘Hagrid’ remained unharmed and kept blocking Grawp’s path again and again.

A normal illusion couldn’t do that.

“Professor?”

“You’re right.” Felix nodded. He showed them the real scene, and instead of Hagrid, Grawp’s opponent is a silver, bloated shadow – “The Patronus?” Harry gasped, he had practiced this magic over the holidays and had made quite a bit of progress, but still, his Patronus never took on a physical form.

“I combined the power of the Thinking Room to give it a brief moment of solidity.” Felix explained.

He didn’t use the Thinking Room to draw him in and blasted his conscious with magic, after all, Grawp is a bit different from a dark wizard and might be counted as a potential friendly force? He thought with less certainty, but more importantly, he was eager to try out his newly acquired abilities.

More than once he had dragged something from the thinking room to reality. From small models of buildings such as the Snowflake Gallery during the Quidditch World Cup, the Sword Castle in Diagon Alley, or the collection of books behind the door of the Thinking Room, or presenting nearly a thousand years of development in the non-magical world in a few seconds during a speech at the Ministry of Magic, or when he used the Thinking Room and Patronus to assist him in positioning himself to use instant kill tactics more quickly during a private battle with Voldemort …

But it was only when Felix held the wand that matched his bloodline, origin, and emotions so well in the Ollivander wand shop that he instinctively used memory magic, where the images constructed in his mind appeared in reality in a more relaxed and direct way, subsequently overwriting scenes that actually existed in reality, which made him more interested in this magic.

Valen was the first to be affected. During the few days after that, she frequently found herself lost: the office carpet of the Sword Castle in Diagon Alley was suddenly replaced by a complex maze of building blocks. It only took her a few days to go from being uncomfortable to being excited about building a ‘Niffler Castle’ out of the blocks.

It had only been a matter of experimentation before, but today would be considered as the first battle in which the Thinking Room covered the real world.

Felix waved his hand and the Patronus faded away. For now, it is no match for the giant’s strength. At best, it can Bluff and ‘act’ strong and powerful, but in reality, it is Grawp himself who has been misguided to stand in the same place.

In Grawp’s mind, the nosy ‘dwarf’ had finally been knocked out by him, so he punched him some more, feeling frustrated that this man had brought him into an unfamiliar environment, and yesterday he had brought a white-bearded beanpole who had completely trapped him with a wave of his hand, and it was hard for his intelligence to find out why, but he was just angry and woke up just in time to find the culprit stabbing him with a small wooden stick …

After venting, his pitifully little wisdom and sanity returned, and he paused in vague concern.

The dwarf was nice too, finding him food and talking to him, looking up at him with wet eyes, a gaze that Grawp did not dislike. And he could faintly sense that there seemed to be a bloodline connection between the two, a brother who is shorter than he?

A nearby area of dense forest became very quiet, even the chirping of insects and the rustling of leaves are missing.

In Grawp’s eyes, Hagrid laid motionless on the ground, and he carefully picked up the branch that Hagrid had used to wake him up earlier and poked the non-existent Hagrid. Of course, Hagrid didn’t move, so Grawp became anxious and went forward to pick him up, but Hagrid disappeared like a mass of smoke.

Grawp: “…”

He sat on the ground for a while, unable to figure out anything. Grawp judged with his limited wisdom that the dwarf had been killed by him.

“Ha~gg~er.” The giant growled under his breath.

Hagrid danced around happily, “He remembers me, remembers my name! Did you see that? I taught him that.” He looked eagerly at Felix, “Let me through.” He said.

Felix hesitated, “Hagrid, he’s not necessarily safe.”

“It’s alright, let me through.” Hagrid said firmly.

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