Hogwarts: From Luna's family to god

Some of the techniques were similar. After some deliberation, he said, "Shall I help you pound the roots of the albizia flower and grind the petals into powder?"

Luna raised her other hand and placed it on Weizet's forehead, "There are a lot of harassing flies around you. Will this make you feel better?"

"Much better!" Feeling the cold touch on his forehead, Vizette smiled slightly, picked up the stone mortar and began to grind the petal powder.

The two of them were busy around the crucible. The difference from Hogwarts was that this time Wizette was responsible for handling the materials, and Luna took the lead in the entire process of brewing the potion.

Observing Luna's movements and pondering the functions and processing methods of various materials were very interesting to him, and it also made his heart settle down again.

When Weizet finished processing the last material, the crucible fell into silence again, and only a small bubble occasionally appeared on the surface.

While the crucible was boiling again, Luna stared at Weizet carefully, as if she was finally relieved, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The harassing fly is gone!"

The brewing of the potion entered the final stage. Weizet and Luna sat on both sides of the table, choosing a comfortable position and lying on the table, looking at each other at the flame of the crucible in the middle.

Unconsciously, their eyes shifted and gradually met together;

Unknowingly, with fish-eye-like bubbles emerging from the crucible, night has fallen in New York;

Time seemed to pass quickly, as if only a short while had passed. Both Weizet and Luna discovered that the blush on the other's cheeks had not faded yet...

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Suddenly there was a weak, intermittent voice outside the door, "I should be...dangerous...at night..."

"Will you go to the Magical Congress with me?" Professor McGonagall's voice sounded, "Vizet told me that the Magical Congress has prepared a safe house to house werewolves."

"That can't happen now." A gruff voice said, "The timing is wrong. With the way he is half-dead now, if there are others in the safe house, he may be beaten to death."

Weizet stood up and said, "I'll go out and take a look..."

Outside the door, in addition to Professor McGonagall and a pale and haggard wizard, there was also a ferocious-looking wizard;

The ferocious-looking wizard had long, pale hair, his face was scarred, and a piece of his nose was cut off. The weirdest thing was one of his eyes;

It was a magic eye the size of a ping-pong ball, with a bright blue pupil that looked like it was malfunctioning. It was spinning around, with only the normal eyes staring at Vizette.

Moody said gruffly, "Vizert Lovegood?"

"It's me!" Weizet nodded, "Hello, Mr. Moody... may I know what happened? May I ask why you came here to New York...?"

"The corridor is not safe!" Moody raised his wand and cast a few spells on Professor McGonagall's room. "Is there any suitable room?"

Weizet could tell that this was some protective magic for early warning, and he had already guessed who was in the room.

"Please come with me!" Weizet walked out of the door and led Moody and the others towards his room.

After entering the room, the first thing Moody did was still cast a spell and wave his wand at the closed door.

One of his legs is supposed to be a prosthetic, and it makes a hollow clanking sound when he walks, like the sound of wood hitting the floor.

He came to the opposite side of Weizet, sat on the armchair and said straight to the point: "We are coming here to capture the dragon stealer!"

Chapter 92 Moody and Tonks across the ocean

The "dragon stealer" mentioned by Moody had actually attracted the attention of the Ministry of Magic several months ago.

But the biggest commotion at the time was the series of changes at Hogwarts, including Hagrid's arrest and imprisonment, and Dumbledore's temporary loss of his position as principal.

Moody has long been disgusted with these shabby things in the Ministry of Magic. His ambition has always been to capture dark wizards, otherwise he would not end up with incurable injuries.

Moody's magic eye was always staring at the door, and the wand was always in his hand. "The dragon stealer who appeared in England is really slippery!"

"There is also something wrong with Fudge's brain. Isn't the person who can carry such a big fire dragon and smuggle out from under the nose of the Ministry of Magic more important than his bad things?"

"Mr. Moody, do you think they belong to the same organization..." Weizet asked, "That's why they can be so invisible?"

"That's right." Moody's eyes were fixed on Weizet at the same time, but only for a short moment, and the evil eye continued to stare at the door.

"This is a very troublesome organization, much stronger than Voldemort's Death Eaters! Not many members are visible."

"Normally they will disguise themselves, and when they need to take action, they will reveal their identity and provide cover for the dragon stealer."

"I arrested several such people along the way, but their backgrounds were all clean, and there was no way to send them to jail."

"Tonks and I tracked the dragon stealer and traveled around several countries in Europe before crossing the ocean to North America..."

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Professor McGonagall asked: "Moody, why are you with Lupin?"

"It's a long story..." Moody continued, "Just two days ago, we finally caught the source, the head of the Appaloosa family who faked his death..."

"We had a fight with them, but Tonks was still close to death and was accidentally injured in the process. We hid in a street in the Lower East Side, where we met Lupin who was about to die."

Lupine smiled bitterly and nodded, "If it weren't for Moody... I'm afraid I would really die..."

Moody continued: "The Appaloosa family looks harmless on the surface, but is actually a large black market family, so New York is actually not safe."

"If I take them for formal treatment, it is very likely that my location will be exposed, attracting the attention of the Appaloosa family, or even encirclement and suppression."

"So after I gave them simple treatment, I immediately moved the place and hid it temporarily to reduce contact with other people and avoid causing more trouble."

"The Appaloosa family will use the dangerous trick of 'faking death', which shows that what they want to do is actually imminent. So I want to be clear about the development of the situation before making further plans."

"This is another continent, and it belongs to the Magic Congress. We can't be as unscrupulous as in Europe, otherwise we will easily be tricked by local wizards! They don't have a good impression of European wizards!"

"Fortunately, Weizet discovered you, so I was able to contact you through Principal Dumbledore." Professor McGonagall said with emotion.

"Otherwise, Tonks' life may really be in danger... Even if he can save his life, I'm afraid he will be left with the same incurable injuries as you."

"Hehe! That's the Auror's medal. Tonks said so herself!" Moody showed a smile that was uglier than crying. "Although the ability is not very good, at least he understands what he is doing."

He looked at Weizet with both eyes, "In this case, you are the one who discovered our whereabouts. How did you do it? Where did I leave a loophole?"

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Weizet explained: "Just at the end... where you left the alley, you found the traces left by the Metamorphmagus."

"So it was a fluke. When Minister Fudge came to arrest someone before, he happened to see Miss Tonks's transformation... and knew that she was a Metamorphmagus."

"This is a major mistake!" Moody's tone became stern, "Tonks is still too young! The development of the Disguise Magus is not in place!"

His magic eyes moved wildly, "If she waits until she officially becomes an Auror, such a flaw will be fatal! When she returns to England, she still needs special training!"

Weizet asked: "Mr. Moody, regarding the location where the Appaloosa family hides the fire dragon... do you know where it is?"

"It's too late to investigate." Moody shook his head, "It's too late to find clues."

Weizet continued to ask: "Mr. Moody, if they gave the dragon the Living Hell Decoction, where do you think they would hide the dragon?"

"Living Hell Potion..." Moody murmured, "I suspect they will be hiding in the sewers!"

"This is a guess! I have been hiding in the slums with Tonks and the others, because it is more chaotic there, so it is harder to be found."

"It is precisely because of the chaos in the slums that if there is just a problem with the living equipment, it will take a lot of time to solve it."

Weizet followed Moody's statement and asked, "Mr. Moody, could it be that... you moved several slums in succession, and the same abnormal situation occurred in all of them?"

Moody nodded, his normal eyes showing a bit of appreciation, "Yes! There is a serious blockage in the sewer... This will further delay the repair time!"

Weizet frowned, "Things that are too similar...living hell decoction...fire dragon...may really be in the sewers!"

"What a crazy idea!" Moody's eyes rolled wildly, "The fire dragon and the werewolf...the wizards who dare to cause trouble like this, are they crazy? Do they really want to break the law of secrecy?"

"Lupin, it's time for us to set off!" Professor McGonagall looked serious. "We need to tell the Magic Congress about this matter, otherwise there will definitely be big trouble in New York!"

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In the Brownsville neighborhood of Brooklyn, New York, Liam Graves appeared here with a team of wizards.

As soon as he divided his teams, an owl suddenly appeared, hovered above his head, and dropped a letter from the Magic Congress.

He frowned, vaguely having a premonition of something, and quickly opened the letter, and then his expression changed.

"You!" He named a few thugs, "Follow me to the sewers! The rest of us will continue hunting for werewolves!"

"Once the werewolves try to resist, there is no need for three warnings and they will attack directly! Force them back! Pay attention to safety!"

Amid a chorus of responses, Graves raised his wand and lifted the manhole cover on the side.

The batter behind him was a little confused, "Director Graves, what happened?"

"There may be a fire dragon hidden here!" Graves put the wand against his head, "Separate water and combine energy!"

A bubble the size of a goldfish bowl appeared and enveloped his head, "Act now! They want to destroy New York with fire dragons!"

Chapter 93 Fire Dragon in the Sewer

Entering the sewer, Liam Graves had to sigh. Without the protection of the Bubble Curse, he felt that he would faint from the stench even if he took a breath.

Even with the help of the magic lighting spell, the visibility in the sewers was not very high, and the stench seemed to have solidified, almost becoming a mist-like feeling.

"Sweep away with a whirlwind!" Graves waved his wand, and a whirlwind appeared out of thin air, bringing the surrounding filth out of the manhole cover.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, walked in front to explore the way, and said: "Stay alert! Use the protection spell as soon as possible, it is more effective against fire dragons than the armor spell!"

The fire dragon may be hiding in such a narrow place. The Aurors and strikers are a little nervous. Any slight movement will make them jump with fear.

As they go deeper into the sewer, the surrounding air becomes more and more humid, almost turning into mucus, clinging to the exposed skin.

A drop of sticky liquid dripped from it and just stuck to Graves's wand.

Graves resisted the nausea, stretched out his fingers to wipe off the liquid, and opened his mouth slightly, almost wanting to vomit.