Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

Scrimgeour stood not far from the magic fountain, staring at the empty fireplace with yellow eyes.

The whole hall was terribly quiet. Whenever a new Ministry of Magic staff appeared from the fireplace, hundreds of people would be seen staring directly at him. Arthur Weasley was startled. Jump, he looked around, Ministry of Magic seemed to have a large-scale battle, and the ground was in a mess, and the director of Auror's office was like an old lion who wanted to eat. He would pounce on it in the next second.

He step by step moved away from the side of the fireplace, moved to the side of a wizard on the scene, and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter, Arnold?"

The wizard wiped it away Khan, "too terrifying, Arthur, if you came two minutes early, you might bump into that person..."

"You mean there is only one enemy? He escaped?" Mr. Weasley asked in surprise.

"Yeah, let me tell you..."

A piercing click sounded, Mr. Weasley lifts the head, and the elevator fence slid from it to both sides, With a loud clanging sound, a large group of people rushed out from inside.

Amelia Bones walked in the forefront, she held wand high, and walked over in stride. She looked around all around, her eyebrows tucked into a ball, and shouted: "Healer takes the wounded to the infirmary for treatment."

"Reconnaissance team! Cooperate with Auror to investigate the scene."

Auror present and several magic law enforcement scout team members in the crowd whispered.

"Kingsley, Dawlish!"

The two Aurors who followed her straightened their chests.

"Take your squad to track the target," she paused and said, "It's mainly investigation, don't do it lightly."

"Understand!"

"Reverse the accidental magic event team! And all members of the magic Department of Magical Law Enforcement!"

The small half of the hall stood up straight, waiting for orders.

"——Clean up the ruins and debris. The insider stood up to register the clues, and everyone else performed their duties." Until the crowd began to move, she turned her head and looked towards Scrimgeour, "Rufus, what do you have Found?"

Scrimgeour rolled his eyes and said in a low voice, "I saw his face."

Ms. Bones showed a surprised expression, "Who is it?"

"He made a disguise, I'm not sure, there is no evidence at the moment—" Scrimgeour said, he stopped.

Ms. Bones gave him a stern look, "Come with me, Rufus."

...

"I will also go over and help. Goodbye, Arnold. "Mr. Weasley ran away in a hurry. He is also a member of the Magic Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

"Goodbye, Arthur," the wizard muttered. "What a beautiful day, I thought war broke out!"

"Be careful with your words, Pisgood." An indifferent voice said behind him. Arnold Pisgood looked back in surprise, "Yaxley?"

"It's me," Yaxley said, "Listen to your tone, you seem to be looking forward to war?"

The wizard blushed and retorted loudly: "Nonsense!"

Yaxley smiled coldly, "I hope you can still be like now when the time comes So firm." He turned and walked towards the wall-mounted fireplace.

"Wait, where are you going?" the wizard shouted.

"Ordered to station Hogwarts," he said without looking back, "Come and get something this morning, didn't expect to see a big show."

...

Ms. Bones and Scrimgeour came to the circular pool of the magic fountain. The sound of oh la la oh la la covered their discussion. She whispered: "You have fought with him, you should I have my own judgment, right?"

Scrimgeour didn't say his name directly. He leaned on a cane and stared at the statue erected in the middle of the pool. This is a group of pure gold statues, larger than a daoist. The tallest among them is a noble wizard, holding the wand aloft. Surrounding him is a beautiful witch, a Centaur, a Goblin and a house elf.

Centaur, Goblin, and house elf all looked up at the two wizards in infinite worship.

"That person not only disguised his face, but also disguised his strength," Scrimgeour stared at the house elf statue, gurgling water from its ears, "He showed his strength and retirement at first The former Alastor is similar. I can see that he is experienced and has excellent judgment. Maybe he doesn’t want to reveal his identity. He uses regular magic..."

He continued, "But the man hit the last. It’s so amazing that I don’t recognize what magic is."

Ms. Bones listened quietly, lost in thought. She stared at the fountain, and slowly said, “It’s just a single blow. Block of glass...Do you think this is his normal strength or extraordinary performance?"

Scrimgeour hesitated for a moment, "I think it is the former. He is very good at disguising."

Bones The lady looked at him seriously, "According to your description, the number of qualified people is very limited. I only know two, no... or three. Presumably few people abroad can meet the conditions, let alone they don’t. It is very possible to break into Britain Ministry of Magic without warning...I need evidence!"

At this moment, a burly Auror walked over with a guard.

"Ms. Bones, Mr. Scrimgeour, Erik has important clues to report!"

The two looked towards Erik Munch at the same time. Erik trembled, "I, uh, I I don't know if it's right..."

"It doesn't matter, we will make the right judgment." Ms. Bones comforted him.

"Yes, when I was on duty last night-I saw a person. I thought it was weird, but I didn't think much about -"

"Who did you see?" Scrimgeour solemnly asked.

"Yes, yes..." Erik hesitated, looking over their backs, and saw a short, stout man approaching aggressively, stared wide-eyed: "Minister Fudge!"

……

"Sir, your destination has arrived." The driver said politely.

"Thank you." Felix said with a tired face, paid, and got out of the taxi. He took out a ring from his pocket and put it on his hand. As the two rays of light flickered, a black wand and a brown body protection symbol appeared in his hand.

He put away the spare wand again, and sat on the bench under the plane tree. A young mother was pushing a stroller to enjoy the leisurely morning time. The baby supported her body with two fat hands. Looking around, when you see Felix sitting in a chair, look at him curiously.

Felix blinked at the baby, turned his hand and took out a bottle of potion and poured it into his mouth.

He got up from the bench, walked towards a house, and at the same time put on himself a body protection symbol, and pressed it twice, the color of his body gradually faded. Felix cheered up, "It's still the last step, you can definitely do it, Felix...just transfer the energy, it won't take much effort."

...

" There is such a thing?" Voldemort asked softly, he sneered, "Ministry of Magic lost the lord this time."

"Master, do you need me to disclose it?" Yaxley lowered his head. , Kneeling on the ground, his gorgeous, flowing robe studded with gold threads just dragged to the ground.

"Not necessary for the time being," Voldemort Lazily said, "you just need to secretly guide Fudge to turn his suspicious eyes to our little friend..."

"Why?" Yake Slee asked, shaking his whole body the next second, "Yes, I'm sorry, Master, I'm not questioning you—"

Voldemort paced in front of him, Yaxley lowered his head. Only a pair of pale feet can be seen. Finally, those feet stopped in front of him, "Lord, master?"

"I can answer this question," Voldemort said softly, "Although you have been Haven't taken the initiative to find me, Yaxley... After I lost power, I slipped into the enemy's team, pretended to be innocent, and then continued to enjoy high position and great wealth... But when you saw me, you immediately chose to return My arms, so I am willing to forgive you."

"Lord, master..."

"I have a plan." Voldemort said softly, "That kid left me I was deeply impressed. When I was getting better, he suddenly rushed in and almost destroyed everything about me. At that time, I realized that he could not grow up..."

" Master, with your strength, kill him with no difficulty."

"Oh? Is this really the case? If you really believe this, why have you served the enemy comfortably for so many years?"

Yaxley stopped speaking.

"I didn’t do anything during this time. I didn’t call the Death Eater. I didn’t gather the old ministry. Before you, there was only a loyal servant by your side. You can think about why the great Dark Lord is like a mouse. Hide it the same?"

"I told that kid, even if he and Dumbledore stand together, but if he goes against Dumbledore's idea a little bit, their relationship will break...I look forward to this. One scene happened. Of course, if there is an opportunity, I wouldn’t mind killing him."

"Yaxley, my friend," Voldemort lowered his head and stared at Yaxley." Do what you should do and I will wait for the guests to arrive..."

...

"Someone pretending to be me?" In the Ministry of Magic lobby, Fudge's eyes widened incredulously Shouted. He glanced around quickly, lowered his voice and said: "This is impossible, I have never given my hair to anyone else!"

"It may also be a profound human deformation technique." Ms. Bones said.

"It must be so." Fudge immediately agreed. He stroked the buttons on his stomach irritably, and his eyes moved on Bones, Scrimgeour, Auror and the guards. "Before finding out the truth, this matter Don’t tell the story. Do you understand?"

"So..." He stretched out his stubby fingers and gestured wildly in the air, "Who can tell me that the purpose of the person breaking into Ministry of Magic is What?"

"It's not clear yet," Scrimgeour said.

"Not sure?" Fudge repeated, staring at him, "Then what have you been doing for so long?"

"Wait for news, Minister." Scrimgeour He said bluntly, "There are two Auror squads out there. They are the best. They are investigating the whereabouts of the criminals." He pointed around, "Others are investigating the scene."

"Yes. A witness?" Fudge asked again.

Ms. Bones, Scrimgeour, and Auror looked towards the guard Erik Munch on duty at the same time. Fudge said angrily: "I want a witness other than him! He can't prove anything."

"Not yet, Fudge, we need time to collect evidence." Ms. Bones said gently.

"Time, time, if those reporters knew, they would stick like flies." Fudge lowered his head and said in disgust. There were strange rays of light shining in his eyes. He used micro The inaudible voice said to himself: "No eyewitness?"

He hurried away and said before leaving: "I will be a judge at Hogwarts in the afternoon. I hope you can come up with one before that. Two good news."

……

Grimmauld Place.

"young man, your face is so bad, you'd better go see a doctor." A kind Old Lady looked at Felix with concern.

"Thank you, I'm fine." Felix mumbled said.

"Oh, your face is whiter than my hair," Old Lady said, looking at him seriously, "To be honest, this kind of abnormal ash-gray I am only dying... oh Sorry, I didn’t mean it."

"It’s okay, ma'am." Felix said patiently, "I just stayed up too much, so I just need to sleep.

Persuade to go. Felix moved towards the open space between No. 11 and No. 13, his mind was dizzy, but he still felt that the person was familiar. He seemed to have given her a card to cast a spell.

He shook his head, not letting himself fall asleep. He had refilled the energy of the converter on Hermione, at the cost of a part of the hourglass from the Ministry of Magic broken into scum.

And he himself, almost can't use a magic. With only the remaining reason, he can guess that Auror is looking for him in London, and Diagon Alley can't go, so he I chose to come here by the means of muggle all the way.

Felix squeezed into a thin wall of air very hard, and his silhouette disappeared in the real world.

"Defensive magic still Didn't you change it? It's very good, Sirius. "Felix whispered, and in the next second, Grimmauld Place No. 13 appeared in front of him.

"peng!"

An ugly, old house elf suddenly appeared at the door. Kreacher said in a hoarse voice: "Welcome to the host's friend, powerful Mister Felix Haip, the host is not at home..."

"I know," Felix said, "I just want to borrow his fireplace. "

Kreacher bowed deeply, "The master said that I would try my best to meet your requirements, and," his voice became emotional, "I saw Master Regulus's biography and wrote It's great... Young Master's reputation has not been tarnished..."

"You just like it. "

...

Felix returned to his office smoothly, and a dark figure rushed up. He subconsciously dodged, but did not hide, Warren clutched his clothes tightly .

"Haw! "

It looked at him dissatisfied.

"Oh, Varen, let me catch my breath..." Felix clutched his chest, and Varen jumped from his arms. With one hand on hips, the other pointing at Felix, and keep scribbling him.

"Worries you," Felix grinned, "But I still need your help. Call Severus. Be careful not to be too conspicuous. . "

Warren looked at him suspiciously.

"Go ahead. "

After a while--

"What did you do? Snape looked at him with disgust.

"Being a thief, he was found chased and beaten by his master, and finally escaped. "Felix collapsed on the sofa, Lazily said, his outfit was weird, he was wearing pajamas, but a top hat on his head.

Snape looked at him strangely and said for a moment. Speechless. For a long time he slowly taunted: "Then I have to listen carefully to make you so embarrassed. I really can't guess who the owner is. "

"A wealthy family," Felix casually changed the subject, "Severus, do you have the kind of potion that stimulates your potential?" "