Chapter 79 78: The Mystery of Li Huo and Dumbledore
The spell failed to be cast before the flashback.
All the professors present, including Dumbledore, were very surprised. You know, as an expert in the field of magic, Filius Flivi's understanding of magic is absolutely profound.
Let’s talk about dueling.
The only person in Hogwarts who can definitely defeat him is the greatest Dumbledore of the 20th century. The master-level skills that can teach spells will definitely not be in the flashback spell. fail.
"It rejected my flashback spell. I couldn't force the wand without destroying the child's companions." Flitwick could realize why the spell failed.
He looked at Dumbledore awkwardly.
"What an unexpected situation."
Dumbledore stepped forward and took Ian's wand, observing it with interest, such a familiar feel and shape , all that is missing is that powerful feeling that makes people intoxicated.
“PriorIncantato!”
He took out his wand and cast the spell himself. However, the image only appeared for an instant and nothing could be seen clearly. Then it collapsed in the blink of an eye like a landslide.
After the smoke disappeared, it was as if nothing had happened.
"A very special wand."
Dumbledore didn't seem surprised. He handed the wand back to Ian with a smile, "Don't live up to its loyalty, and don't live up to its loyalty." The kindness of the unicorn staff.”
A very vicious look.
Dumbledore has always been very knowledgeable in alchemy. How could someone who could be friends with Nico Flamel not be a master in alchemy?
Some people say that Dumbledore becomes weaker as he gets older. In fact, increasing age does not affect the strength of wizards. Greater knowledge will make them more invincible.
It was never age that made Dumbledore "weaker" in the eyes of others.
It’s just that his heart is becoming calmer.
“Remember your teachings.”
Ian took his wand humbly.
This is a really good buddy!
"Is there any other way to prove my innocence?" Ian looked at the other professors, and finally looked up at Dumbledore standing in front of him.
"This is an insignificant verification, and it does not affect our judgment of your innocence." Dumbledore nodded, and no other professors refuted it.
Several grade prefects are still a little confused.
Including the two prefects of Ravenclaw, they were all staring at Ian's wand hanging on his waist, completely confused as to what happened just now.
Can a wand resist a flashback spell?
Why doesn’t my wand work?
"Since the principal said that Ian did not kill anyone, can we take Ian away? This kind of scene is definitely a nightmare that will leave a psychological shadow for a child."
Senior Penello is as considerate as an old mother.
She probably didn't realize that Ian's face was much rosier than hers.
"Mr. Prince will stay, and the prefects can leave. Please keep today's matters confidential and not cause unnecessary trouble to the relevant personnel." Dumbledore's instructions were obviously not satisfactory. There will be no binding force, but the prefects present are still nodding in agreement.
Ian bet twenty gold galleons.
None of these people can keep the secret after they return.
Just when everyone was ready to leave.
"What are you doing? Aren't you trying to flash back to the spell he let go? I bet! It must contain the magic he released when he killed Professor Ronnie Ehrlich!"
Marcus· Flint couldn't accept Dumbledore's decision and started yelling. Even when the two prefects next to him tried to pull him out, he pushed him away.
"Are you questioning Dumbledore's judgment?" Snape, with a cold tone, did not tolerate this guy. He directly held down Marcus Flint, who was out of control. On the ground.
"As we all know, it is impossible to cast black magic with a wand core made of unicorn tail hair. You are not only questioning Dumbledore, you are also questioning the truth of the wizarding world."
< br>Being able to finish this sentence expressionlessly, Snape really tried his best.
The fourth-year wizard was very strong, but Snape cast a control spell on him, making him lie on the ground like a slug and unable to get up.
The two Slytherin prefects couldn't bear to see this scene and did not dare to say anything. They quickened their pace and left the Owlery, followed by several other prefects.
"It must be the trick played by this murderer! It's him! There's no mistake! I saw it with my own eyes! You can't protect him! The Ministry of Magic will not let you protectors go!"
"My family is very well-connected in the Ministry of Magic. You can't possibly persecute me! I'm going to sue you! All of you will be caught and locked up in Azkaban!"
Marcus· Flint's mood became more and more agitated, and he even got a little abnormally excited. Ian, who was standing nearby, already noticed something was wrong.
The same goes for professors, of course.
"Flint seems very convinced that he saw Mr. Prince murder...well, very persistent." Dumbledore pondered thoughtfully for a moment.
"Severus, please take this child back, check for traces of the Imperius Curse, and see if this child's memory has been tampered with by anyone?"
< br>The errand arranged by Dumbledore was exactly what Snape wanted.
“Bang!”
He elbowed Marcus Flint straight out. Yes, that's right, not using magic, but using physical means to put Flint to sleep, who was well connected in the Ministry of Magic.
Marcus Flint rolled his eyes and fainted. Like a giant lizard, he was carried by Snapti towards the door of the Owlery.
Before Snape left.
He also looked back and gave Ian a warning look.
It seems to be telling Ian to be more honest.
"Let's assist Pomona in thoroughly checking the castle to see if the murderer is still hiding in a certain area." Professor McGonagall saw Dumbledore's desire to communicate with Ian alone.
The same goes for Dean Filius Flivi. After all, we have all worked together for many years.
"You have to think carefully when you go back. Have you offended anyone, especially a dark wizard?" Dean Flitwick reminded Ian earnestly before leaving.
"I am an orphan, what kind of dark wizard can I offend?"
Ian frowned and thought hard for a long time. He really felt that he was innocent. "If I have to say it, before the start of school , I met a person suspected of being a dark wizard on Charing Cross Road in London.”
Maybe this is useful information? However, Dumbledore's expression was a little strange.
“We will investigate.”
He nodded perfunctorily, and after a moment of hesitation, he spoke again.
"Just to satisfy my little personal curiosity...Mr. Prince, let me see your Fire Spell." Dumbledore's sudden whisper made Ian instantly confused.
Could this turn of events be any more sudden?
"Huh?"
He wanted to pretend to be stupid, but he also realized that he definitely couldn't pretend to be stupid. Since Dumbledore could make this request, he must have known that he had learned to be serious. Fire spell.
Where did you know?
Aurora?
It should be impossible for Aurora to know!
Although "Advanced Black Magic Revealed" is from Aurora, and Aurora also recommended learning the Fire Spell, Ian has never cast it once after learning this spell.
Legilimency?
It’s not like he doesn’t have Occlumency!
Having [Thinking Perception], he does not need anyone to teach him in this area of learning. He has already loaded this essential MOD for attending Hogwarts!
Faced with Dumbledore's smiling gaze.
Ian was silent for a moment.
Raise your wand.
The spell was recited.
The brilliant blue rises in the shack, but it is not stained with any flammable straw.
"Good practice."
Dumbledore, who was still smiling, praised softly. The half-moon mirror frame on his face reflected the jumping elves in the room, and there was only a flash of waves in his deep eyes.
"Headmaster, I..."
Ian wanted to explain that he was not an evil little wizard. Unexpectedly, Dumbledore just patted him on the shoulder and raised his wand. Extinguished the fire in the room.
“The History of Magic class in the afternoon will be a fierce battle, so go back and have a good rest.”
Without waiting for Ian to reply, Dumbledore had already taken steps to leave the room, leaving Ian standing alone at the murder scene with his wand raised without anyone protecting him.
“Huh?”
Ian’s head was filled with questions.
The dead professor.
Does he still need to collect the corpse?
Is it impolite to burn a corpse?
"But the broken corpses can't dance." Just when Ian was wondering whether Dumbledore was hinting that he would burn the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher with fierce fire.
“Shuash~”
The figures of two house elves appeared in front of him.
……
Principal's office.
The round room is filled with all kinds of funny ornaments. There are many silverwares placed on the slender seats. They rotate and constantly spray out small streams of water. smoke.
Portraits of the former principals hang on the walls, many of them snoring, as if they have a different schedule from the people outside.
There are also portraits of people communicating.
“It’s incredible, a Ravenclaw child can be punished to face the wall in the office?”
"Haha, do you think you Ravenclaws won't make mistakes? Judging from her embarrassment, I guess she will be expelled from the school if she doesn't enter Azkaban this time."
"It would be me. In the era, children who made mistakes were whipped directly, and there were no children who could not be managed well.”
"Can't you just be quiet? You're scaring people. They've been dead for so many years, and they're still remembering the past. The current principal, Dumbledore, never corporally punishes students."
"But Severus will.”
……
Penello sat on the bench and waited with some anxiety.
Time seems to pass very slowly.
She didn’t know what kind of torturous noise she was in before she heard movement from the spiral staircase behind her.
"Principal Dumbledore."
Penello looked back at the old man who appeared. She had already recalled everything she had done today, but she could not find it. The reason why I was called to the principal's office alone.
"Don't be nervous, Miss Crevat, you have done nothing wrong and you will not be punished in any way. I asked Fox to bring you here just to understand some situations."
Dumbledore walked towards his Office chair.
"Is it related to the professor's death today?"
This is the only possibility that Penelo can think of.
"That matter has nothing to do with you little wizards. Don't think too much about it. The professors will handle everything properly." Dumbledore stared at the students in front of him with a soft tone.
His eyes were shaking.
But he still tried his best to maintain a gentle smile.
"I just heard from the ghost in the castle that since yesterday afternoon, you have been trying your best to inquire about some things in the castle... that maybe should not be explored?"
(End of this chapter)