A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

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

It is true that Felix's previous performance was too exaggerated, he was not sure.

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

Sislet was pale and closed his mouth tightly.

But Felix showed a clear expression, "Yes, the Rappaport Act... but I remember that this law has been repealed. Is this what you just said?"

During the battle, Celeste yelled angrily at the attacker: "It was abolished in 1965!" What she got was a wave of rants and abuse. She was called a "liar". This should be the problem. It's the key.

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

Felix glanced over, Cecil turned his head and explained in a low voice: "The remaining items have been merged into other laws, especially regarding the content of the relationship between Mochi. The restrictions are still strict-Mochi is born. The wizards and generations of mixed blood must submit a list of exchanges, and receive regular visits by professionals from the Magic Congress. We also have a dedicated amnestic team, ready to eliminate'redundant and dangerous' memories at any time."

Celeste whispered: "In order to prevent the exposure of the magical world."

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

"It depends on how you understand it, the most are definitely mixed races. But where do you think they tend to?"

"So, you are fighting a war that is doomed to failure?"

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 gaze swept across a piece of ruin, his face changed, and the wand in his hand moved quickly. Large swaths of masonry, dust, and broken tables and chairs floated in the air, and other people looked at him unknownly.

At the edge of the ruins, the figure of a black-robed wizard was exposed, and the blood on his chest was left.

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

The young Auror who has been taking care of Maxwell has a dull expression. This... it 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 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 corpse.

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

"It's over, everything is over!" Celeste slumped to the ground.

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

Felix did not 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 cursing black magic?" Felix asked the young Auror.

"Yes, it is."

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

"Is she still saved?" the young Auror asked hopefully, his expression looking 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 a miracle would happen.

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

He picked out a small black bottle and dripped the potion in the bottle onto the witch's chest. The wound creaked, and wisps of black mist were exuding.

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

"She... is she alive?" Celeste stammered.

Felix waited quietly. After almost half a minute, the witch's chest heaved a little, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

"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 smiled and said with emotion, "You have to thank one of my friends, a potion master, who has helped a lot. Of course, I also want to thank him for adventuring with him..."

The main material of the potion in the black vial 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 from black root grass had a miraculous effect in curing black magic damage. After returning, he took part of the materials and gave it to Bellby, and Bellby gave him a small bottle of medicine in return half a month later.

...

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

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

"Swish swish!"

A group of figures appeared, and the support of the French Ministry of Magic arrived.

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

"Mr. Haipu? It's nice to meet you. Wait a minute, I'll take care of official duties first, and we'll relive the old days later." said the middle-aged man with blond curly hair.

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

Maxwell, who was pulled over to explain just after waking up, was angrily screaming at Celeste, and his soothing French was humped and frustrated by him, mixed with various national curses.

Celeste stood by with a dark face.

After a full ten minutes, Galsworthy Moore, the director of the Magic Law Enforcement Department, strode over, and he enthusiastically held Felix's hands: "Thank you very much for everything, Felix! Our boy is indeed too impulsive sometimes, but we can’t blame him at all.” He glanced across the embarrassed Celeste and Cecil. “If some people hadn’t played off, we would have been deceived from start to finish. In the dark."

"I will feed this matter back to the International Wizarding Federation, and I think Dumbledore will not tolerate this happening."

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

Moore stared with **** eyes~www.readwn.com~ and asked loudly, "You call students who are still in school criminals?"

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

"Then they have any radical actions? Don't even think about deceiving me, I know more than you think! Secret gatherings, development of members, delivery of flyers, private newspapers, and writing anonymous letters... These letters may all be thrown away by you I went into the trash can and didn’t even look at it. That’s why there is something like today, right?"

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

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

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

"The attack is over," Felix said gently.