Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

West Slytherin's gaze kept struggling. She was desperately resisting Felix's prying into her memory. Cecil pulled out wand and hesitated to attack.

Felix's previous performance is really too exaggerated, he is not sure.

But Felix had already got what he wanted. He whispered: "Ivamoni...a student of Ivamoni, that's it. But why? What kind of law caused it This kind of dissatisfaction?"

West Slytherin complexion pale, closed his mouth tightly.

But Felix showed a clear look, "Yeah, the Rappa Potter Act...but I remember that this law has been repealed. This is what you just said?"

During the battle, West Lestrange yelled at the attacker angrily: "It was abolished in 1965!" What she got was a wave of anger and abuse. She was called a "liar". This should be the crux of the problem. NS.

The wizard named Cecil rubbed his chin sullenly: "Only a small part has been abolished."

Felix looked over, Cecil, don’t Overstepping, he explained in a low voice: "The remaining items have been merged into other laws, especially on the content of Moji's interactions, and the restrictions are still strict. Wizards and a generation of half-blood from Moji must submit a list of exchanges. , We regularly receive home inspections by professionals from the Magic Congress. We also have a dedicated amnestic team, ready to eliminate'redundant and dangerous' memories."

West Lestrange whispered: "In order to prevent magic The exposure of the world."

"There are many such students?" Felix looked at Cecil.

"It depends on how you understand it. The most common ones are half-bloods. But which way do you think they tend to?"

"So, you guys are playing one A war doomed to fail?"

The wizard closed his eyes in pain.

Felix didn't say anything, it had nothing to do with him, he just felt a little irritable suddenly.

When his sight swept across a piece of ruin, he face changed, and the wand in his hand danced quickly. Large swaths of masonry, dust, and broken tables and chairs floated to in midair, and the others looked at him unknownly. .

On the edge of the ruins, there was a silhouette of a black robe wizard, and the blood on his chest was left.

"Who is this?" West Lestrange let out a scream of horror, and she muttered in a low voice: Don't be a student, don't be a student...

Always take care of Mark Swell's young Auror has a dull expression, this...this seems to be the magic he used?

Felix strode forward and squatted on the ground. He lifted the black mask. It was a look pale witch, and he was also young.

Others surrounded her nervously, her face was bloodless, her chest lost its ups and downs, and the blood mixed with the dust on the ground made her look like a newly dug out Dead body.

"I, did I kill someone? Or a student?" Young Auror murmured.

"It's over, everything is over!" West Lestrange collapsed on the ground.

Several muggle research experts have solemn expressions, and one of them took off his iris hat.

Felix didn't speak, he looked at the young witch carefully, his fingers lightly pressed against the wound, a trace of black mist spread along the fingers, and soon the tip of his index finger became pitch black.

"Is this curse dark magic?" Felix asked the young Auror.

"Yes, yes."

Felix nodded, he took out various bottles and cans from the ring.

"Is she still saved?" Young Auror asked hopefully. His expression looked towards Felix like a god: "Can you bring the dead back to life?"

Looking at Felix expectantly, hoping to hear a positive answer from him, at this moment, they hope a miracle will happen.

"No, I can't." Felix said cruelly, and the next second he spoke, "but she is not dead."

He picked out a black vial, Drop the potion in the bottle on the witch's chest, the wound shook, and the black mist was spilled.

After that, Felix took out a white vial and dropped it on it, and the wound healed quickly.

"She...she came alive?" West Lestrange stammered.

Felix waited quietly. After almost half a minute, witch's chest rose and fell a little, and he let out a long relaxed breath.

"You did it! You did it! From now on, you are the person I admire the most!" The young Auror was excited and incoherent.

Felix laughed and said with emotion, "You have to thank one of my potions grandmaster friends, he has helped a lot. Of course, I also want to thank him for adventuring with him..."

The potion in the black vial, the main material is the black root grass that Felix and Damocles Bellby discovered during their expedition in the Forbidden Forest.

At that time, Bellby told him that the potion made of blackroot has a miraculous effect in curing dark magic damage. After returning, he took part of the materials and gave it to Bellby, and Bellby gave him a small bottle of potion in return after half a month.

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"Sir, you, your finger?" Young Auror said.

"By the way, and this, I forgot if you don't tell me." Felix stared at his dark index finger, twisting it lightly, and a wisp of black mist was directly pinched out.

"whiz whiz whiz!"

One after another silhouette appeared, and the support of the French Ministry of Magic arrived.

"Mr. Moore." Felix greeted one of them.

"Mister Haip? Nice to meet you. Wait a minute, I'll take care of the official business first, and we'll talk about the old days later." said the middle-aged man with golden curly hair.

He turned his head and ordered his men: "Notify the treatment team and the memory team to check the nearby muggle. Also, where's Cobert? Let him come to see me!"

I just woke up Mark Swell was pulled over to explain Lestrange angrily, and his soothing French was humped and frustrated by him, mixed with various national curses.

West Lestrange stood aside with a black face.

After ten full minutes, Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement Goyle Swarthy Moore strode over, and he enthusiastically held Felix’s hands: "Thank you very much for your work. Everything, Felix! Our young man is indeed too impulsive sometimes, but he can’t be blamed at all," he glanced across the embarrassed West Lestrange and Cecil. Will be kept in the dark."

"I will report this to the International Wizards Federation as it is. I think Dumbledore will not tolerate this happening."

"We are fighting criminals too, Mr. Moore." West Lestrange took a deep breath and explained.

Moore stared at Jiang Yellow’s eyes and asked in a loud voice, "You call the students who are still in school criminals?"

West Lestrange pursed his lips and said stiffly : "Age and whether you violate the law are two different things. You should have this consciousness, Director Moore!"

"Then they have done anything radical? Don't think of deceiving me, I know better than you Imagine more! Secret meetings, development of members, delivery of flyers, private newspapers, and writing anonymous letters... These letters may all be thrown into the trash can by you, without even looking at them. That’s why this is what happened today. Right?"

Felix was not interested in their quarrel, he offered to leave, Moore happily agreed, and arranged to meet at a later date. The next second, his silhouette appeared on the seventh floor of the hotel.

"Professor Bubaji?" he said loudly while standing in the corridor.

After a long while, a door was pushed open, Bubbaji looked at it and found that Felix smiled, "Thank God, you are finally back."

"Assault It's over." Felix said softly.