Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

All the key figures have been arrested, and there is a truth serum.

It is not so easy to get the truth from these people.

All of this can be said to be irrefutable evidence.

There was a fierce gleam in Minister Blaise's eyes.

"I advise you not to be impulsive, Blaise."

"Trust me, you don't want to fight me."

Dumbledore said calmly.

But he has a strong aura.

However, the Aurors around couldn't help but take several steps back.

This is the confidence that his strong strength brings him.

And this kind of confidence can make the enemy timid.

And...the most important thing is.

Many of the Aurors who came with Blaise looked hesitant.

After all, the people under them don’t know the truth about many things that senior executives do.

After hearing what Dumbledore said, and seeing the minister's expression.

Everyone knows that this matter is almost certain.

Knowing that this is wrong, who would be willing to fight with Dumbledore?

See his men retreat.

Blaise looked dejected.

At this time, human voices appeared again at the entrance of the cave.

A group of people came in.

Leading the way was a black man.

As soon as he entered the room, he shook hands with Dumbledore.

"Long time no see, Babajid!" Dumbledore said enthusiastically.

"Hello! Albus!" Babajid said excitedly.

Babajide Akinbade is a sorcerer from Africa.

He is also a core member of the International Confederation of Wizards.

Behind him were the resident elite Aurors sent to the International Confederation of Wizards by the Ministries of Magic of various countries.

The existence of these Aurors makes the International Confederation of Wizards more prestigious.

At the very least, when encountering something like the current situation, we are really capable of coming to support.

After a few people talked for a while, Babajide walked towards Blaise, who had a pale face.

Dumbledore came to Black and the others.

"You guys go back first, leave this place to me," said Dumbledore.

Newt asked, "Do you need me to stay and testify?"

"No need, Newt. There are enough witnesses here, and... you still have a lot of things to do, don't you?" Dumbledore said with a smile.

Then he said to Black, "You go back too. Do you want to go back to Godric's Hollow, or go with Newt to help settle those magical animals?"

Blake smiled. "Of course I'm going to help place the magical creatures! The Christmas holiday is so long, and I'm alone at home. It must be so boring!"

And Newt was also happy about Black's joining. (cgci)

With him around, the work of placing the magical animals will definitely go smoothly.

Moody looked at Tonks' expression and snorted, "Go if you want to. With your limited skills, it won't matter if you miss a few days of training."

Tonks looked at Moody angrily. The old man clearly meant well, but what he said was always so irritating.

"I clearly defeated several..."

"Oh? Really?" Moody scratched his ear and then glanced vaguely at the cage behind him.

Well, that cage was at least a third filled with Moody.

"You've got a long way to go, little girl... Go ahead, you deserve a Christmas break anyway."

"Welcome aboard, Senior Tonks! Coincidentally, the three of us are all Hufflepuffs," Black said happily.

At this moment, suddenly, a loud noise came from behind!

Babajide flew backwards!

Then there was a crisp "pop!" sound.

Blaise's figure disappeared from the spot.

No one knows when the anti-Apparition spell was broken.

Babajide fell to the ground, his black face turned a little pale because of excessive pain.

On his chest, a hideous wound was shocking.

"Blaze..." Babajid said weakly, and then his breathing began to gradually weaken.

"Black! Quick!" Dumbledore shouted.

Blake drew his wand and came in front of Babajid.

I saw that the wound was very large and there were traces of burning!

This is a heavy blow from the front!

It looked like Babajide was about to breathe his last.

"Healed as before!"

As Blake cast the spell.

The hideous wound was recovering visibly!

But Babajide’s injuries were too severe.

If the speed of treatment cannot keep up with his death speed.

Then even if the wound is healed, he can only be left with an intact body.

Blake saw that Babajide's breath was getting weaker and weaker.

I had no choice but to take out a bottle of Phoenix Tears and drip the Phoenix Tears on his chest while treating him.

With the help of Phoenix Tears, the wound was finally healed before he died!

Babajide looked at his chest which was still covered in blood in shock!

Wasn't he dying just now?

He glanced at the wand and Phoenix Tear in Black's hand.

He immediately understood who had saved him.

"Thank you, child! I will repay you well."

"But now! I still have some things to do...that old bastard Blaise has to pay for this!"

"Albus, can you locate where he Apparated?"

Dumbledore shook his head. "His trace has completely disappeared... I think... he may have fled directly to the safe house protected by the Fidelius Charm."

"Damn it!" Babajide clenched his fists in anger.

If it weren’t for this child’s treatment, I would have died just now!

"If he escapes to a safe house protected by the Fidelius Charm, then we have to find the Secret Keeper!"

"but……"

Without any clues, how easy is it to find the secret keeper in such a huge crowd of people?

"Uh... I might have a solution..." Blake said.

"You? What can you do?" Babajide asked curiously.

Now, he is still very curious about this child.

This healing skill was much more powerful than those he had seen from therapists who had been practicing medicine for decades!

"Professor... I've seen that man's face." Blake said, "If it's someone I've seen before, I can open the door directly to him."

Dumbledore hesitated for a moment, then said, "Then you try it."

Although he didn't quite want Blake to use borrowed power so often.

But this may be the only solution at present.

However, I don’t know if this kind of magic from another world can break the Fidelius Curse.

"What do you mean?" Babajide looked at the two people who seemed to be playing a guessing game, with a look of astonishment on his face.

Dumbledore drew his wand and prepared himself.

This time, I will never let that guy escape.

Babajid saw Dumbledore's action and raised his hand as well.

Having graduated from the African School of Magic, Uagardo, he never used a wand to cast spells.

Blake didn't say anything more, but raised his hand and drew a light circle.

"Jira!"

The dimensional door opens.

There was a room behind the door, and Blaise was sitting on the sofa, resting, panting.

How could Babajide not know what was going on when he saw this scene?

"Blaze!"

"Collapse!"

"boom!"

Poor Blaise still couldn't figure out what was going on.

He was dragged back to the cave from his safe house.

All the Aurors present looked at the portal in shock.

Blake collected another wave of treasure chests.

He also had no idea that Babajid would be attacked.

So this time it was really a pleasant surprise.

"Snap!" Babajide grabbed Blake's hand.

"You saved my life, child! Please tell me your name."

Black glanced at Dumbledore next to him.

Dumbledore smiled and nodded.

"My...my name is Blake, Blake Green."

Babajide said excitedly:

"Thank you so much for everything, Blake."

“My name is Babajide Akinbade!”

"You're welcome, Mr. Akinbade. Saving people is what I should do," Blake said modestly.

"What a humble child. Albus! Is this also a student from your school?"

Dumbledore smiled reservedly, "In fact, this is my child."