The Magician of the Beautiful World

The lifespan of a magician is quite long, and the stronger the strength, the more terrifying it is. Even if your body can't afford it, your soul will always be there.

So Noah feels that he really has no interest now, and

"I really like Yu Jie, lolita and young beautiful girls should be left to nerds to fantasize about."

Noah rolled his eyes directly at Constantine, and Angelina also gave Constantine a dissatisfied look.

The guy shrugged uninterestedly, and looked around for a lighter. Since coming to England and being treated at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Wounds, his problems have miraculously improved.

As a result, this guy's idea of ​​quitting smoking was immediately shattered. Of course, he has also restrained a lot now, unlike the wanton behavior that he used to wait for death every day.

And recently his sleep is also very good, at least he will not hear the voices of those demons, as for the angels?

Sorry, he really hadn't heard their voices.

"Okay, boring guy, what are you doing here this time?" Constantine looked at Noah with his head tilted, smoking a cigarette.

"This girl needs an exorcism trial, so I brought her here." Noah pointed to Angelina behind him.

"Trial? Hell, I'm afraid you need to do it yourself." Constantine frowned, and then said helplessly.

"I see, it seems that our luck is not so good." Noah also sighed, who knew that this guy who ran over was going to go out.

Glancing at Angelina who seemed a little disappointed, Noah shook his head and asked, "When will you be back?"

"I don't know, I can only say, hurry up if you can. Why don't you come to me again during the summer vacation?" Constantine spread his hands with a cigarette in his mouth.

"I'm afraid I won't have time then." Noah shook his head, but soon he thought of a way: "Are you sure it's just to deal with vampires and werewolves this time? Not something else, something more terrifying? "

"I can't guarantee this." Constantine immediately understood what Noah meant, and he said with a smile: "But even if there is something else, as long as it is not too outrageous, we can handle it, right?"

"I hope, I'll talk to Professor Dumbledore." Noah nodded, then turned around, opened a space door and left the place.

This move made Constantine almost lose his grip on his cigarette butt, while Angelina was a little dazed.

What does it mean?

Could it be that they still want to go abroad with this handsome-looking exorcist who seems to have some personality problems?

About half an hour later, when Angelina waited and became more and more anxious, the golden circle of light finally shone again, and Noah also ran out of that circle of light.

But this time he didn't come back alone, there was someone behind him.

"Professor Snape?" Angelina recognized who these two people were at a glance, and she was stunned.

"Angelina? Are you the tester this time?" Professor Snape was a little surprised. He didn't expect Noah's small organization to start accepting senior students.

"I talked to Professor Dumbledore about the situation, and then helped me communicate with the Ministry of Magic. You know, it's a waste of time. In the end, Professor Dumbledore decided to let Professor Snape follow for safety, so"

Noah explained casually, and then he didn't bother to talk.

When he ran to Hogwarts, God knows why that guy Fudge was also in Dumbledore's office. This made Noah a lot easier, but this guy refused all the time.

It wasn't until Professor Dumbledore finally asked Professor Snape to follow him that he let go, and he also said that he would have a good communication with the Ministry of Magic in Hungary.

The speed of this attitude change made Noah a little confused about what he meant, and finally Professor Snape told the truth.

"Although he is afraid of Voldemort, he is more passionate about power, and after being influenced by the pure-blood family, he is also somewhat inclined to the pure-blood theory."

In this way, Noah understands, combined with his character, Noah knows that he is the kind of guy who supports Voldemort's ideas, but is not above a mage.

Now, in his opinion, who was faithful to the theory of pure blood, Snape should be one of his own.Because Snape is a Slytherin through and through, and he is also Draco's godfather.

He probably wanted to use Snape with this attitude: You see, Dumbledore said it was useless for a long time, and I agreed when he asked you to go, do you understand what I mean?

Well, I can only say that this guy thinks a little too much, you must know that Snape has never been a good person, and he can work for Dumbledore now.

"Well, it seems that I have to spend money to buy three more air tickets."

Constantine had no interest in Professor Snape, and he didn't bother to think about it that much. He was just worrying about whether he could buy a plane ticket at this point.

"It's not necessary, we can go directly." Noah smiled and shook his head.

"Hell, you can just teleport there?"

"Theoretically, there is no problem. Although there is a certain possibility that we will be teleported to the downtown area, but I try to choose some places that are as biased as possible, at least there will be no problems."

"What about the plane ticket I bought?"

"Wouldn't it be better if you backed out?"

Noah shrugged indifferently, then waved his wand casually, and suddenly the golden halo appeared again.

It is not impossible to refund the ticket. Although a lot of money will be cheated, at least some losses will be recovered.

And Noah really wants to thank his own system. Noah can pinpoint many places now because he found a map in the library management.

This map is not very useful, but it can accurately show where Noah wants to go.

And the way to open it is also very simple, as long as Noah thinks about it, the map will become transparent and appear directly in Noah's eyes.

It neither prevents Noah from casting spells, nor does it hinder Noah's positioning, but this game style seems to be very serious, which makes Noah a little depressed.

Of course, these maps are not omniscient, at least he did not find where the Ministry of Magic in Hungary is.

"Where to go, don't just tell me about Hungary, man."

"Budapest."