A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 165: Health

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Sislet's gaze kept struggling, she was desperately resisting Felix's prying eyes on her memory, while Cecil drew out his wand, hesitating whether to attack or not.

It's because Felix's previous performance was too exaggerated, he didn't have any confidence.

But Felix had got what he wanted, and he said softly, "Ilvermorny... a student of Ilvermorny, that's it. But why, what kind of law brings this Dissatisfied?"

Sislet's face was pale, and he tightly closed his mouth.

But Felix showed a clear expression, "Yeah, the Rappaport Act... But as I remember, this law has been repealed, and this is what you just said?"

During the battle, Celeste angrily yelled at the attacker: "It was abolished in 1965!" That's the crux of the matter.

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

Felix looked over, Cecil turned his head away, and explained in a low voice: "The remaining items have been incorporated into other laws, especially the content about No-Maj exchanges, and the restrictions are still strict—— Wizards of No-Maj origin and a generation of mixed blood must report to the list of contacts, and regularly accept on-site inspections by professionals from the Magic Congress, and we also have a special amnestic team, ready to erase 'redundant and dangerous' memories at any time."

Celestat whispered: "To prevent the exposure of the magical world."

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

"Depending on how you understand it, the most mixed races must be the most. But which side do you think they will lean towards?"

"So, you're fighting a doomed war?"

The wizard closed his eyes in pain.

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

When his eyes swept across the ruins, his expression changed, the wand in his hand danced quickly, and large pieces of bricks, dust, and broken tables and chairs floated into the air, and the others looked at him inexplicably.

On the edge of the ruins, a black-robed wizard was revealed, with blood on his chest left all over the place.

"Who is this?" Celeste let out a terrified scream, and she whispered silently: Don't be a student, don't be a student...

The young Auror who had been taking care of Maxwell had a dull expression on his face. This... this seems to be the magic he used?

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

Others surrounded her anxiously, 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 corpse that had just been dug up.

"I, I killed someone? A student?" the young Auror murmured.

"It's over, it's over!" Celeste collapsed on the ground.

Several Muggle research experts looked solemn, and one of them took off his iris hat.

Felix didn't speak. He looked at the young witch carefully. He pressed his fingers lightly to the wound. A trace of black mist spread along his fingers, and soon his index fingertips became pitch black.

"Is this cursed black magic?" Felix asked the young Auror.

"Yes, yes."

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

"Is she still saved?" The young Auror asked hopefully, he looked at Felix like a god: "Can you bring the dead back to life?"

Everyone present looked at Felix expectantly, hoping to hear an affirmative answer from him. At this moment, they hoped for a miracle to happen.

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

He picked out a small black bottle, and dripped the potion in the bottle on the witch's chest. The wound sizzled, and strands of black mist overflowed.

Afterwards, Felix took out a small white bottle and dripped it on it, and the wound healed quickly.

"She...she came back to life?" Celeste stammered.

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

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

Felix smiled, and said full of emotion, "You have to thank a friend of mine who is a potion master, he has been a great help. Of course, you also have to thank me for accompanying him on the adventure..."

The main ingredient of the potion in the black vial is the black root grass that Felix and Damocles Belby discovered during their expedition in the Forbidden Forest.

At that time, Belby told him that the potion made from black root grass had a miraculous effect on curing black magic damage. After returning, he took some of the materials and gave them to Belby, and Belby gave him a small bottle of potion half a month later.

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"Sir, you, your finger?" said the young Auror.

"By the way, there's this, I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me." Felix stared at his pitch-black index finger, gently twisted it, and a wisp of black mist was directly extinguished.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

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

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

"Mr. Haipu? Nice to meet you. Wait a minute, I'll deal with business first, and we'll catch up later." The middle-aged man with blond curly hair said.

He turned his head and ordered his subordinates: "Notify the treatment team and the memory team, and check the nearby Muggles. Also, where is Corbett? Let him come to see me!"

Maxwell, who had just woken up and was dragged over to explain, angrily slammed Celeste, and he insisted on speaking in a soothing French tone, mixed with various national curses.

Celeste stood aside with a dark face.

After a full ten minutes, Galsworthy Moore, the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, strode over, and he enthusiastically held Felix's hands: "Thank you very much for everything, Fei Lix! Our lad is indeed too impulsive sometimes, but he can’t be blamed entirely,” he glanced at the embarrassed Celeste and Cecil, “If some people didn’t play it off, we’d go from beginning to end. will be kept in the dark."

"I will report this matter to the International Federation of Wizards. I don't think Dumbledore will tolerate this happening."

"We are also fighting criminals, Mr. Moore." Celeste took a deep breath and explained.

Moore stared into **** eyes ~IndoMTL.com~ and asked loudly: "You call the students who are still in school criminals?"

Celester pursed her lips, and said bluntly: "Age and whether or not you violated the law are two different things, you should have this awareness, Director Moore!"

"Then what are they doing? Don't try to deceive me, I know more than you think! Secret meetings, recruiting members, delivering leaflets, running private newspapers, and writing anonymous letters... these letters may all be I was thrown into the trash can by you, and I didn't even look at it. That's why this kind of thing happened today, right?"

Felix, not interested in their quarrel, offered to leave, which Moore happily agreed to, and made an appointment to meet at a later date. In the next second, his figure appeared on the seventh floor of the hotel.

"Professor Bubbaji?" He stood in the corridor and said loudly.

After a long while, a door opened. Bubaji looked at it and found that it was Felix. He smiled and said, "Thank God, you are finally back."

"The attack is over," Felix said mildly.