A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 691: A big lie

Finally, Felix understood that there was another backhand arranged by Dumbledore.

Three Deathly Hallows, in addition to Harry's Invisibility Cloak, Dumbledore held two others in his last years of life. Felix originally thought,

With the demise of the Resurrection Stone, the Deathly Hallows can no longer be gathered together, and the Elder Wand also dies with Dumbledore's invincibility and loses its meaning.

"Dumbledore asked you to pass it to me?" Felix asked softly, he wanted to explore Dumbledore's real thoughts.

"He let me judge for myself." Snape's eyes struggled a bit, "He said he would prefer to see the ownership of the Elder Wand become a permanent mystery, but he is also worried that there will be major changes in the wizarding world in the future... right now it should be up.

Felix studied Snape's face carefully. "I don't think it's time yet," he said. Snape froze.

"The situation is not that bad—the dialogue window has been opened, and we can be optimistic with a limit. Compared with the sporadic riots in some places abroad, this place is still stable—oh, by the way, Future World Company Two more branches have been opened."

Snape looked stunned.

"Dumbledore can't predict what's going on behind him, so he needs a pair of eyes—I think he must trust you." Felix said with emotion, "You can observe for a few more years, you There must be more than one candidate in mind, right?"

Snape stared at him for a while, and said slowly: "You are the one in front, and behind... Potter," he paused, "I also considered Minerva and Amelie Ya Burns."

Felix helped him analyze it with great interest. "Dumbledore knew I had no shortage of sand wands, remember the ebony wand? I found I could incorporate the Book of Runes into a wand, and I recently got a nice one; as for Harry— Well, he still has a lot of potential, and with the Elder Wand, you can get closer, but you two don't like each other, and you're not willing to give it to him; Minerva... well, she's not young after all; Amelia may have been Very strong, but now as the Minister of Magic, she has no time or inclination to study magic at all, and she may be the most unlucky one among the previous Ministers of Magic."

"So don't make a decision lightly. The next generation, or the next generation, should have good candidates. The key is that they can perfectly match your wishes."

He concluded.

Snape took a deep breath, anger showed on his thin cheeks,

"What do you think this is? Right now is the biggest crisis in the history of the wizarding world, and Grindelwald is fanning the flames everywhere."

"Do you know what Grindelwald did?"

"I read the news, Felix Hemp!" Snape panted. "There are reports that he appeared in the land of chaos. He proposed the ten laws of wizards. One of them is reciprocal revenge, and wizards are not weak Deceitful creatures; there is also a call for wizards to unite and not allow any behaviors that steal wizard power; another example is the return of magic to magic... These theories are very marketable."

"What do you think of these laws?" Felix asked calmly.

Snape frowned.

"Too aggressive."

"But it looks like it came from Grindelwald, isn't it? Anyway, it can be changed, and the relevant laws are still blank—" Felix said lightly, and Snape looked over in horror.

"Oh, I mean, Grindelwald can only shout slogans, and we are the ones who are really qualified to negotiate peace." Felix said: "By the way, I actually have a more important thing."

"What is it?" Snape asked sternly.

"If the negotiation goes well, there will inevitably be trade between the two sides, and potions are an important part of it, but you should know that some potions are only effective for wizards—"

"Lupine told me," Snape interrupted.

"Yes, in the future, someone needs to be responsible for the potion formulas, laws, and standards surrounding ordinary people."

"So you thought of me?"

"Exactly."

"Slughorn is a better fit than me."

"He is more suitable for dealing with government departments. He is good at dancing, and he is also happy. I need someone who can calm down and do research."

Felix said, "And obviously, I trust you more."

The next day, Ministry of Magic.

"Grindelwald really made a move." Ms. Burns said with a serious expression, she spread a newspaper on the table, Felix, senior officials of the Ministry of Magic and several members of the Order of the Phoenix stared at the magic In the photo, Grindelwald was attacked by flames and gunfire, and the woman next to him was ignored by everyone,

"What's going on?" Arthur Weasley was out of breath in astonishment, and he asked worriedly, "Is it a war?" Director, he was exceptionally allowed to attend the meeting.

"Not yet, he is still bound by the oath." Ms. Burns said happily: "He is to save people."

"Saving people?" Ludo Bagman's round eyes widened, and he pointed at the ruins in the photo, "He did it to save people? Then who did this?"

"Of course it's the other person in the photo." Burns said with an ugly face: "Unfortunately, what I said is true. He didn't attack anyone. Muggle TV captured some pictures, such as The picture is more complete—Percy went to get the equipment."

The door of the office was pushed open from the outside, and Percy came in, followed by a set of projection equipment.

Percy stuffed a box of tapes in, and then deftly pressed the button. After a while, moving pictures were projected on the wall. Everyone is staring at each other. The picture in the camera shakes constantly, but the surrounding scenery is still recorded.

The place looked like a chemical factory, the surroundings were a little desolate, barbed wire was hung on the tall fence, the gate was closed, the propeller of the helicopter made a loud noise, a hand appeared in the picture, and then disappeared, accompanied by A hurried and excited voice: "Over there!"

Then the camera turns to a corner of the factory.

Black flames rose into the air, pouring out from a row of windows and gaps in a huge flat floor similar to a workshop. These black flames seemed to come from hell. The huge tongues of flame twisted like giant palms. Now the palms are close together, covering the sight range Anything that can burn is caught in the flames.

This is Fiendfire? "Mr. Weasley said weakly that the window suddenly broke open, and a figure jumped out rolling and crawling. It was a woman covered in black, her hands and face were scratched, her hair was messed up, and she looked very embarrassed. But But she laughed wildly. People present recognized her as the woman standing with Grindelwald in the newspaper.

Everyone watched this scene in shock, the woman waved her wand desperately, and the flames jumped high following the command of the wand, and tended to spread around. Looking down from a height, it's like smashing an ink bottle to the ground. The reporter's breathing sound came from the screen.

"Edith Pandorani." Ms. Burns said, "The news came from the Magic Congress of the United States that her daughter mysteriously disappeared not long ago. She asked the Magic Congress for help, but the Congress has already done so. She made a decision to hide it completely, and naturally she will not change it for her. She disappeared for a few days, and no one knew what happened during that time, except that she suddenly appeared here at five o'clock this morning, releasing the terrifying Fierce Flame.

"Her daughter is dead?" Sirius asked with wide eyes.

"I don't know one by one"

"Don't fool me!

"I really don't know," Ms. Burns sighed, "but there" she pointed to the huge factory building, "is a secret laboratory, which should be built for wizards, so her There is a high probability that the daughter did not survive, otherwise she would not..."

The people in the office were solemn and silent, and the atmosphere seemed to be frozen. Everyone looked at the screen silently.

Edith Pandorani swipes her wand widely, making her emotions felt, even though she is only a small part of the frame. Fiendfire seemed to be alive, and gradually began to deform. Groups of flames were thrown away, scorching the ground into black, and some of them almost hit herself, but she had no intention of avoiding it at all. Instead, she kept manipulating the flames to make it become more massive.

"She wants to destroy this place." A senior official of the Ministry of Magic saw the clue.

"She can't! She's not good at magic," someone said.

"Unless she dies," yelled another.

"Where did she learn this magic?"

"The investigation shows——" Ms. Burns said with a straight face and an ugly expression: "Edith Pandorani has never learned the Fiercefire Curse before,

The investigation by the Magical Congress of America found that she was just an ordinary wizard who was best at housework magic. "

"Could it be that Grindelwald helped her?" Someone asked, thinking of the two people in the same frame in the photo.

"There is also no answer to this question, but one thing, Grindelwald did not appear in the first place, and he seems to have seen it through live TV. Keep watching."

A troop the size of ants poured out from the edge of the camera, dense gunshots sounded, Edith Pandolani turned back to fight back, but she was quickly injured,

Hiding behind a gray metal can. Someone in the special operations team shouted, but what responded to them was a series of red lights, so the team dispersed in an orderly manner, surrounding her from all directions.

A burst of flying sand and rocks.

Edith Pandorani seems to have released an immature hurricane spell. A whirlwind thirty or forty feet high spreads out from the center of the gray metal tank. silhouette of woman. Suddenly, a hurried voice came from near the camera: "It's a military helicopter, great!"

Two helicopters brushed past them and warned the reporter to evacuate immediately through the radio, but the reporter ignored them, "They don't even have a fuselage number." Loaded with missiles. Immediately afterwards, two machine guns protruded from the cabin, and dense flames spewed out from the muzzles. For a moment, everyone thought that Edith Pandulani was finished, the smoke cleared, and she was intact, except that there was one more person beside her—Grindelwald. Grindelwald propped up a huge shield to block all the attacks, but he didn't continue to attack, but lowered his head to talk to the woman.

The scene on the magic photo coincides with what is happening now.

"Quickly pull in! Pull in the camera!" The reporter yelled loudly, the screen shook for a while, and then Edith Pandolani's desperate face appeared, but the despair was immediately replaced by joy, and then changed again. It was hideous, unless it was difficult to understand these changes in it, she pointed at the factory and said something fiercely.

Grindelwald shook his head slowly, he raised his palm to show her, and then looked at the black Fiendfyre, his lips squirming. They seem to have reached an agreement. The woman no longer cares about the threat from behind, and the wand directs Fiendfire again. Everyone can see that she has no ability to control this magic. She just keeps piling up flames with resentment. The consequences of doing so will be out of control. But now that Grindelwald is present, they are not sure about the outcome.

The sound of machine guns ceased briefly because of Grindelwald's sudden appearance, and then continued to fire. Two flames suddenly appeared below the helicopter. Grindelwald turned his head and gave a warning look. With a wave of his wand, the missile exploded in the air.

Then, a tiny blue light gushed out from the tip of his wand, like a liquid flame, or a burning stream of water. The blue light flew out of the wand tip for a foot and disappeared out of thin air, as if being transferred went elsewhere. No one knows what magic Grindelwald used.

But the people in the conference room saw it in action the next second.

A round of missiles were fired, and when they approached two hundred feet, they suddenly exploded automatically, as if hitting an invisible wall. "There should be an invisible magic barrier in the air!" Sirius excitedly explain.

In the next half a minute, missiles exploded around the two of them, but none of them could break through the barrier.

Grindelwald seemed to do it casually. After confirming that the helicopters and ground troops could not interfere with them, he set his sights on Edith Pandorani. Under the nourishment of extreme emotions, Fiercefire climbed to a certain climax, turning into a monster composed of black flames.

These monsters also inherited the state of mind of the master. They appeared crazy and brutal, trampling the ground desperately, and charging in all directions—Edith Pandorani fell to the ground, watching all this happily.

People in the Ministry of Magic realized that the spell was out of control,

Sure enough, Fiercefire monster rushed towards the only two lives in the field, and kept attacking them, but was blocked by an invisible force.

Grindelwald pulled the woman up, raised his wand flatly, and instantly gained control of Fiendfire. The black flame became extremely well-behaved in his hands, and the flame creature was kneaded into a ball again, like a hideous monster occupying the original factory location.

Then he swung his magic wand violently, and a hurricane that was a hundred times more powerful than Edith Pandolani's before appeared out of thin air. It was torn and deformed, and it condensed into a wave and rushed towards them.

Fiendfire merged with the hurricane, and then expanded rapidly. The helicopter in the sky quickly dodged, but the target of the flames was not them. The whole factory was wrapped up and burned to the ground. Grindelwald looked at the camera in the sea of ​​flames, and then the flame vortex shrank suddenly, and the factory was wiped from the ground. Grindelwald and Edith Pandolani also disappeared.

The helicopter approached slowly, and a huge deep pit appeared on the spot.

This is the end of the screen. There was a long silence in the conference room.

"Both the International Federation of Wizards and the Magical Congress of the United States have assigned their hands to collect the whereabouts of the two, but they found nothing in the end. They are worried that this matter will lead to greater confrontation and conflict." Ms. Burns said dryly Said.

"Then let them go to Grindelwald." Felix said disinterestedly.

The incident of the burning of the laboratory caused a lot of repercussions around the world. The pictures they saw in the Ministry of Magic were analyzed and interpreted frame by frame by the relevant departments of various countries. It is obvious that Grindelwald did not use his full strength at all. But the conclusions reached are still chilling.

"If this magic appeared in the city, it could destroy dozens of blocks."

Grindelwald's past experience is no longer a secret, and has been reported by reporters and the media in turn. Correspondingly ~IndoMTL.com~ The Unbreakable Vow and the Ten Laws of Wizardry also openly appeared in Muggle newspapers, attracting wave after wave of hot discussion and condemnation.

Several more newspapers have received letters from students. Two newspapers remained neutral, and the remaining ones criticized the letters, perhaps in an attempt to attract protests from disgruntled wizards, and of course they did not receive any follow-up letters.

But these are small things.

After Felix selected the students who participated in the special afternoon tea, he immediately started special training for them. The Ministry of Magic also sent special personnel to train them on etiquette and eloquence, which questions can be said and which cannot be said. How to deal with challenges and so on.

The students found that Professor Haipu seemed to have developed a new habit. He often looked up at the moon, looking thoughtful. Of course, this was a red flag in Hermione's eyes.

"Professor, you don't want to go to the moon again, do you?"

"Miss Granger, do you think there are traces of ancient wizards on the moon?"

"Well, it's unlikely? If ancient wizards really lived on the moon, they must have left some architectural debris, which can be found by modern telescopes..."

"What if they used magic to hide their existence?

"Professor, talk is empty!"

"Well, I actually read it in an ancient document..."

"Professor, your tone is weird. What's the name of the document, can I have a look?"

"...Don't show it, you will believe me when I bring back a few antiques from the moon."

Felix was about to tell one big lie—or maybe more than one.

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