Hogwarts Wandering Wizard

Throwing out a sentence that sounded a bit out of place in this scene, Taos Foley turned and left, ignoring the gazes of the Aurors around him, and walked through the crowd into an empty elevator.

"Amelia, Connelly, the next thing should have nothing to do with us, I will leave with Mr. Foley first. In addition, regarding today's events, I hope not to reveal too much about this child."

Dumbledore's expression softened slightly. He looked at the Aurors around him and whispered something to Mad-Eye Moody. After receiving his nod in response, he waved to Eric: "Let's go." Well, welfare."

Eric put away his wand, and followed Dumbledore into the elevator under the gazes of the surrounding Ministry of Magic officials, who were either scrutinizing or watching in surprise.

When passing by Mad-Eye Moody, Eric also noticed that as he approached, Moody's magical prosthetic eye was constantly trembling in its eye socket, which made him have to doubt that the next moment this eye would Will the prosthetic eye explode on the spot due to excessive shaking?

When the elevator door closed, blocking out those intriguing eyes, Eric breathed out a sigh of relief.

Dumbledore inserted the wand into his sleeve, listened to the exhalation around him, and couldn't help but smile: "Relax, Eric, with your talent, the situations you will face in the future will be more complicated than today. many."

Eric smacked his lips, then reacted and said to the principal beside him: "Thank you just now, Professor, otherwise I would have been in trouble today."

Principal Dumbledore shook his head noncommittally and turned to Eric and said, "In fact, even if I wasn't here for the situation just now, you would have left safely."

Ok?

Seeing the puzzled look on Eric's face, Dumbledore laughed happily: "The reason why I didn't show up immediately was because the guy before used a mysterious power to seal the elevator, so I I can only ask Taos to come up and help you."

"It would have been okay if it was just the two of you, but too many people from the Ministry of Magic have seen the mess on the ground. In this case, Taos can't help you block those people's doubts, so instead of letting others If you are suspicious, it is better to choose to let you show some strength."

"It's just that Taos is always too old-fashioned, and I don't agree with the way he does things. But fortunately, you two still completed a perfect cooperation. The hand you just showed can not only dispel magic If the Ministry’s doubts about you are even publicized, it will help you apply for the Order of Merlin."

"It's just that what we have to do is to prevent some conservative elements from the Ministry of Magic from causing trouble!"

Dumbledore's explanation fell on Eric's ears, but it made him feel even more confused.

What did my uncle mean just now?

And why are you so confident in my strength?

Of course, Eric couldn't ask the latter question out of spite.

To use skill cards to kill these monsters, the main requirement is a quick victory. Otherwise, fighting those monsters by yourself alone can solve them, but it may be delayed a lot, especially if those monsters have some weird abilities. , Eric himself didn’t know.

And maybe there are enemies hiding in secret. For example, the names Dominic and Anfei they mentioned have never shown their faces from beginning to end.

"But the Ministry of Magic has lost all face by making such a fuss."

When they reached the lobby on the first floor, Dumbledore looked at the Ministry of Magic, which had tightened its security and stepped up inspections of every wizard who left, and shook his head slightly: "Leave provocations for those monsters. And when the Ministry of Magic has already prepared a defense, Minister Bagno and the special envoy would be held hostage by them. This is simply more unbelievable than the fantasy in Muggle fairy tales."

It was rare to hear the principal take the initiative to comment on the Ministry of Magic, and Eric couldn't help but cheer up.

If you want to say this, I won’t be sleepy anymore!

"I just heard those monsters talking about the tenth floor. Is there anything there?"

Eric asked his doubts. According to his recollection, when he entered the Ministry of Magic, he glanced at the map in the hall, and only nine floors were plotted on the map.

Dumbledore shook his head, and there was a smile on his lips that was unclear whether it was mocking or not: "Some people always dream of mastering powers that they cannot touch, but in the end they will only be backlashed by them. The tenth floor of the Ministry of Magic, It's where they keep those monsters."

The two walked to the checkpoint temporarily set up by the Ministry of Magic in the hall. The two wizards guarding the checkpoint immediately bowed in salute when they saw Dumbledore, and let them pass without even checking.

"So, Eric, you have to remember, never blindly believe in the unknown power. There may be poison wrapped in the sweet sugar coating that you can't get rid of."

Dumbledore's tone was a little bleak, and Eric felt that there seemed to be some insinuation in his words, but he didn't care.

Just as the two were about to walk out of the golden door at the end of the passage, they suddenly heard the familiar German language speaking something urgently.

Eric followed the sound and saw the German wizard couple they met in the morning. At this moment, the man who looked exactly like Hans was excitedly talking to an official from the Ministry of Magic with more than a dozen documents in his hand. They communicated excitedly, but no matter what he said, the Ministry of Magic officials opposite refused to let him out.

"OK~OK~"

The German wizard made a calm gesture and communicated in broken English to the officials of the Ministry of Magic: "I have already said that I am not a terrorist, and it is obvious that your Ministry of Magic department is not at work today and cannot provide any information." I issued the certificate, why don't you let me leave now. I am a legal citizen of the magical world, and our Mellenwell family has been inherited for more than 700 years..."

Eric listened to him communicating with the Ministry of Magic in a weird tone, and when he heard the last name of Macronwell, his brows finally couldn't help but twitch.

Is it a coincidence?

In the passage behind him, several wizards hurriedly ran over. Eric recognized two of them as the Aurors who had just appeared on the fifth floor. He saw them communicating several times and saw the document in the hand of the German wizard. Afterwards, he waved his hand and let him go, while apologizing to him in fluent German.

"Let's go, Eric!"

Dumbledore noticed that Eric's footsteps stopped, and accompanied him to read what happened, and then put his arm around his shoulders: "Before coming, I sent a letter to your father, and it happened to be On the weekend, I can allow you to stay at home for two days, and I will pick you up on Sunday night."

His blue eyes blinked several times interestingly: "I just happen to be going to London to meet those old friends."

The two passed through the golden door. Outside was the back alley of a bar. The bright light made Eric's eyes temporarily blind. When he finally regained his sight, he happened to see the man standing at the entrance of the alley waiting. Carl and Catherine.

"Does this count as being ordered to skip school? I've never heard of any student being allowed to go home for two days in the middle of the semester?"

Eric couldn't help but make a joke and clicked his wizard robe with his wand, turning it into a cool windbreaker.

"If the students at Hogwarts were as good as you, I would be happy to give them this holiday opportunity."

Dumbledore smiled and waved to him, then said hello to Carl who ran over, and disappeared with a snap.