A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 559: The First Trump Card

Severus Snape suppressed the urge to sweep away the roasted fish, his gaze piercingly intense as he accepted it. "Got something to say, Felix?" he inquired. Seeing Snape's silence, Felix understood. They exited the hall and reached the courtyard, where a blanket of pristine snow covered the ground.

"I overheard your discussion with Burbage about using magic to cultivate crops," Snape began, his tone devoid of any fluctuations. "I happen to share a similar perplexity."

Of course, Snape had heard more than just that. There was mention of a pen pal, likely the dangerous individual Dumbledore had alluded to. Through Felix's description, Snape envisioned a closed-off, stubborn, eloquence-deprived wizard.

Such individuals weren't rare in the magical world, but if Dumbledore feared them, they were likely formidable.

These thoughts flashed through Snape's mind, and as he finished speaking, he calmly assessed Felix.

Felix glanced at him, unsurprised. He intended to involve a Potions Master, and compared to the distant Damocles Belby, Severus Snape, right there, seemed more fitting.@@@@

Another candidate was Slughorn, but his penchant for comfort and enjoyment made convincing him a challenge.

"Wizards have always been inclined to be self-sufficient. Growing vegetables with magic? To them, it's no different from using magic to wash dishes or tidy up a room. But if you look at it from a different perspective—vegetables, fruits, crops, they all constitute life. The role magic plays in this process, no one can clearly articulate," Felix continued.

Snape listened silently, feeling something amiss. Why were they discussing gardening?

"What perspective?" Snape asked sharply.

"After all, there are precedents. If I've learned anything, it's that one should avoid extremes. If you go to extremes, those who support you will be even more extreme. Even if it affects a hundred thousand people, it's still negligible," Felix said, giving Snape a meaningful look.

Snape immediately thought of a name—Gellert Grindelwald. Was he the person Dumbledore warned about, the first Dark Lord? Snape continued listening eagerly, analyzing every word Felix uttered.

"Stubbornness breeds blind followers, but it also distinguishes you and your followers from ordinary people. Isn't that a common occurrence? Only when 'you' are in a hurry, shouting loudly, do onlookers find 'you' strange and intimidating, subconsciously avoiding 'you.'"

"How did you solve this problem?" Snape asked, now completely calm.

"With Dumbledore and the Ministry leading the way!" Felix irresponsibly replied. "At most, I foresee potential crises and make preparations in advance. Starting a company isn't illegal, right? Supporting magical world development won't attract collective aggression..."

"Including encouraging Burbage to research this so-called Magical Planting Studies? Do you think that would withstand a crisis?" Snape inquired, his mind racing. RἁƝȫbĘṢ

"I don't know," Felix replied shortly. "All I know is that there are over a billion people in this era who still can't eat their fill."

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