Chapter 38: Tracking

Chapter 38: Tracking

Nighttime at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione hid in the bushes at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, constantly gazing towards the direction of the castle.

Hermione said somewhat impatiently, "I don't think we should suspect the professors..."

Ron quickly interjected, "Hermione, we've been burned by that before, remember Professor Quirrell in our first year? Who would've thought the timid guy had Voldemort sticking to the back of his head?"

"But that doesn't mean other professors—" Hermione tried to argue, defending the professors she admired.

"Think about Lockhart. He might not be a dark wizard, but he sure isn't a competent professor either. Harry, have you forgotten when you had to impersonate a vampire in Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Ron reminded.

Harry paused for a moment, suddenly feeling queasy.

So, in a hushed tone, Harry reassured her, "We're not suspecting, just curious. Let's see why he's going into the Forbidden Forest. It could help us eliminate a suspect, and maybe even seek Professor Harp's help."

Hermione fell silent.

The three of them hid in the bushes. The November night had brought a chill, and the thin mist intensified the cold sensation.

Ron's body had stiffened from the cold. Shivering, he said, "Maybe he won't show up tonight. Should we head back?"

"Let's wait a little longer," Harry advised patiently.

Time passed, approaching midnight.

A tall figure emerged from the castle.

"Someone's coming, it's Professor Harp!" The three of them got excited, their wait had not been in vain.

On the other side—

Felix Harp left the castle and headed towards the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

The cool night breeze brushed against his face, creating a pleasant sensation.

He reached the edge of the Forbidden Forest and then felt as if something was watching him.

Small creatures? Forest creatures?

But they shouldn't appear at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Felix drew his wand, and from its tip shot out a burst of light. Several milky white sparks flew out and then exploded, illuminating a hundred-meter radius of the forest.

Nothing.

Feeling curious, he walked towards a large tree and inspected it carefully.

After a while, a soft chuckle escaped his lips.

Across from him, three small figures were draped in Harry's invisibility cloak, hardly daring to breathe, their faces filled with tension as they watched the professor.

Harry could even feel his legs trembling, and Ron's warm breath was hitting his face.

In the eyes of the trio, the professor seemed to split into three, simultaneously casting three spells.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Three large black dogs fell to the curses, collapsing instantly.

Underneath the Invisibility Cloak, they watched in astonishment.

"Merlin's beard, what kind of magic is that!" Ron exclaimed, his mouth agape, replaying the scene in his mind.

Amidst the black smoke, the stern face of the professor appeared along with a burst of red light, disappearing in a blink only to appear in another spot. This speed was astonishing, impossible to evade or resist.

Harry's eyes were equally wide.

In the center of the clearing, Felix, having just cast the spells, shook his head. It still wasn't quite right; he had deviated by half a meter.

This was the second teleportation. If he had done it ten or eight times, would he be at risk of being hit by his own curses?

The reason Felix had come out was to perfect his Triad Ambush technique. In his teenage enthusiasm, he had dubbed this tactic the "Instant Execution" skill. The principle was simple: three spells cast simultaneously, seamlessly blended, resulting in an effect much greater than the sum of its parts.

The speed of "Phantom Translocation," the might of "Solidification Hex," and most importantly, the "Thought Acceleration" that maintained his own balance and reaction capabilities.

When combined, Felix could release spells from multiple different locations in an instant, forming an elaborate crossfire line, achieving a terrifying effect of one person acting as an entire squad.

The principle was indeed simple, yet the path was exceedingly arduous.

The only challenge lay in enhancing his reaction time and maintaining physical balance in a split second.

At the beginning of the school year, he had developed the rudimentary form of this magic—or rather, a branching technique called the "Mind Chamber," suitable for instructional purposes. But that wasn't enough. Over the past two months, he had been far from idle.

While Hermione practiced magical texts in the Mind Chamber, he brainstormed how to apply it to combat situations.

Thankfully, he had gained quite a few insights recently.

This was why he had been venturing deep into the Forbidden Forest for the past few days—to avoid the ubiquitous Anti-Phantom Translocation spells within Hogwarts Castle!

"Two teleportations, it's somewhat acceptable." Felix was rather satisfied; there was room for improvement, after all.

Afterward, he looked up and fixed his gaze steadily in the direction of the trio.

"Come out."

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