Hogwarts: Becoming the White Lord from Breathing

Chapter 73 The Second Identity

After a brief fight, the three of them sat down in the yard again.

Susan's gaze towards Damon completely changed - it was as if she was looking at a completely unfamiliar species. It was more of incomprehension than admiration.

Her pupils were dilated, and she remained silent throughout the entire process, struggling to digest everything she had just seen - her aunt, the director of the Department of Magical Enforcement, was killed instantly by the Duel Prince during a sparring match.

How could she have such a dream?

"Before I experienced it with my own eyes, if someone told me that a first-year wizard could reach your level, even if Dumbledore was backing me up, I would definitely be skeptical."

Amelia looked at Damon, digesting the shock in her heart in a slow tone.

"So you came to me hoping to spread the news of Voldemort's return through the Ministry of Magic?"

"No—in fact, I don't think you can do that."

"You should know that I am the head of the Department of Law Enforcement? I can see Fudge anytime I want, and I can also hold a major meeting within the Wizengamot. Even so, do you think so?"

"Yes, and I implore you not to tell anyone about Voldemort's return. You can make preparations and find out the truth in your own way, but I hope you won't spread it within the Ministry of Magic. Especially don't tell Fudge."

Amelia frowned, "You don't trust Minister Fudge?"

"You might as well find an opportunity to test his attitude. I dare say that Voldemort's return would scare him to death. Even if you put a mountain of irrefutable evidence in front of him, he would pretend to ignore it.

Such a fool would have to wait until Voldemort came to him and took his life, and only then, at the last moment of his death, would he believe that all this had become reality.

".Do you have a grudge against Fudge?"

"No, actually, I have no problem with him."

"I understand. I will carefully consider what you said. So—what do you want to do by coming to me?"

Amelia was more cautious than Damon had imagined. He raised his lips slightly and stated the main purpose of his trip:

"I hope to join the Ministry of Magic under a different identity and train as an Auror."

Amelia raised her brows slightly:

"Do you know what it takes to be an Auror?"

"Generally speaking, we require wizards to pass at least five NEWT exams with a grade no lower than 'E'. In addition, you also need to pass the stealth and disguise exams that take three years to study."

While Amelia was explaining, Damon just looked at her with a faint smile, and she gradually became unable to continue.

"Does Dumbledore agree to this?"

"He was too embarrassed to break the rules publicly, so I had to do it privately."

Damon said as he waved his wand, and suddenly an eyebrow pencil brush jumped out of his suitcase. He dipped it in various colors of cosmetics and began to apply them.

In less than a minute, his face was covered with delicate makeup, and his whole face changed from that of a naive boy to that of a mature middle-aged gentleman. His temperament was mature and steady, and only his deep blue eyes still exuded spiritual spirit.

"What do you think of this image?"

Amelia watched the whole process with a look of surprise on her face - as far as she knew, only Nymphadora, who mastered the Disguise Magus, could change her appearance at will, and the boy in front of her actually achieved it in disguise through this method?
"It's amazing! It's just like another kind of Polyjuice Potion, except it doesn't change the appearance."

"Oh, this is one of the few Muggle methods that can be called magic. It's called 'makeup'."

Damon put his face close to Amelia and said:

"You can try scratching it with your finger."

"excuse me."

Amelia reached out and poked the boy's right cheek. It felt incredibly tender. She withdrew her finger, and there was a fine layer of powder on it. "So, this is what Muggles call 'makeup'?"

"Oh—you know this?"

"The director of the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Muggle Artifacts likes Muggle things very much. He mentioned this to me, but I didn't pay much attention to it at the time."

In this way, the identity problem was solved by him first. As for the certificate - Amelia looked at Damon, imagining the boy's previous powerful spell skills, and her heart was a little shaken.

Auror is a very dangerous profession. Needless to say, it was somewhat irresponsible to let the previous child engage in this job.

But facing such a powerful wizard, it would be a bit ridiculous to judge him only by his age.

Moreover, with such a powerful Auror joining the team, the number of Auror casualties each year will probably drop significantly.

Although Amelia is fair, she is not old-fashioned - in fact, people who can stand in high positions in powerful departments without losing their original intentions are much more cunning than those bad people.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible for them to get to that point surrounded by wolves.

"I have one last question. What is your current relationship with Dumbledore?"

"Oh—he's my teacher."

Damon's tone was relaxed, but to Amelia it sounded like a depth bomb!

That Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard who has lived for more than a hundred years, actually accepted an apprentice?
At a critical time when Voldemort might return?

"Here, this is our token of love."

The boy casually took off the silver ring on his middle finger and threw it into Amelia's hand, and she subconsciously caught it.
A loud cry suddenly rang in Amelia's ears, and a blazing firebird appeared in her mind, staring at her with an angry look in its eyes.

Phoenix This is the Phoenix ring.
She hurriedly handed the ring back to Damon, with a rare look of panic on her face - she was really a little out of control due to the series of facts.

"It asked me to tell you not to give it to anyone else."

"Oh - Fox? He has quite a bad temper."

Damon smiled and put the ring back on his finger.

Amelia let out a long sigh, somewhat unable to make a decision - the boy's influence was visibly extraordinary, and if he was allowed to join the Ministry of Magic, no one could foresee what would happen in the future.

Perhaps this was why Dumbledore pushed him here.

Huh! He himself was too embarrassed to use the backdoor, yet he had to make his students beg her for help? It seems that Dumbledore is not as honest as he appears!

But no matter what, this is Dumbledore's student. If Damon came here, it was at Dumbledore's behest.
"If I make an exception for you, how are you going to attend the Auror training course starting in October? Do you have to take a leave of absence?"

"Um - actually, I was hoping you could help me apply for permission to Apparate in advance, so I could travel back and forth between the Ministry and the school - and also, the problem of the Trace might need to be sorted out."

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Amelia was silent.

However, when he thought about how he, who was extremely good at dueling, couldn't even withstand a spell from the young man in front of him, and that the other party was Dumbledore's disciple, and was still so young - although youth means immaturity, it also means a bright future.

The other person's future is beyond my imagination. Even if I reject him here, it will only slow down his growth.

But with Dumbledore supervising behind him, does he really need to worry so much?
Amelia looked up and found that Damon was just quietly waiting for her decision, as if he would not be disappointed no matter what her answer was.

Looking at Damon like this, she suddenly felt an impulse in her heart and said simply:
"Okay, I promise you!"

(End of this chapter)