Librarian at Hogwarts

Igno has seen a lot of dark magic.

He is very good at resisting and using black magic.

Of course, he is not a hidden dark wizard.

But if you want to call him a 'White Wizard', obviously Igno doesn't quite fit the title.

In fact, as he usually says, many things in the world are not black and white, so he prefers to call himself a 'grey wizard'.

He felt that the title 'Grey Wizard' suited his casual personality very well, and he did not need to be limited by some rigid label.But in fact, isn’t this a limitation?

......

Igno squatted down and carefully inspected Lita's current situation.

Fortunately, although Rita was dying, it was not to the point of causing death.In fact, it is more accurate to say that Rita's life is passing slowly.

Ignat was now very sure that Rita was under some kind of evil magic.

But he still didn't know how this magic was caused. He tried several spells to resolve the curse, but unfortunately, it didn't have any effect.

This made Ignatow frown.

There are very few black magic that cannot be dispelled by these kinds of curse-breaking magic, unless it is a death curse.

What is worrying is that after Igno's torture, Rita is now even more dying.

Her eyes, which could barely be opened at first, could only be closed helplessly.

On her face, the traces of black energy looming on the smooth surface of her skin became clearer and more terrifying under the stimulation of magic.

Rita's condition deteriorated significantly.

The only thing to be thankful for now is that she at least still has the signs of life - and the slightest trace of free breathing.

"What kind of black magic can take away a person's life without causing him to die immediately..."

Igno frowned. While he was trying to think calmly, he also had to pay close attention to the fight between the Acromantula and the Fire Snake.

It had been a long time since he had encountered such a tricky scene as before.

He feels very bad now.

This feeling is like you have all the strength in your body, but you hit it on a light cotton, which has no effect at all. What's even more regrettable is that the cotton is scattered and flying everywhere, making you I can't get a clue at all.

"Merlin's beard!"

Ignat couldn't help but curse secretly. He had recalled all the black magic that he was familiar with, but what was disappointing was that none of the black magic could match Lita's current situation.

Heart-crushing, soul-stealing... these spells can to some extent put Lita into the state she is in, and Igno can very accurately distinguish the subtle differences between these several types of black magic, even if They produce the same painful effect at a certain moment.

But obviously Rita was not under these spells, because the magic to break the spells had no effect on her at all.This is where Ignat finds it difficult.

Ignat guessed in his mind that although there might be one or two or several kinds of black magic fused together, they could have the effect of depriving life, which is what caused Lita's current appearance.

But at least in Igno's perception, or in the perception of all current curse researchers, it must be a continuous spell attack by a wizard or some kind of evil creature.

But the truth is, there are no wizards here casting such vicious spells on an ongoing basis.And the Acromantula that was fighting with the fire snake on the side was obviously not a magical creature capable of casting spells.

In fact, this is also what makes Igno feel a little scary.

This kind of black magic is too weird.

"Lita, now I have to take you out of here and back to school immediately."

Ignat grabbed Lita's hand and prepared to apparate directly into the school. It would be best to appear directly in the principal's office.

This is not an easy task, and who knows what terrible restrictions may be triggered.

But Igno can't care about this at the moment. After all, every minute and every second of time is precious to Lita now.

"us..."

When Igno's word 'go' was still on her lips, Lita didn't know what kind of will she relied on to break free of Igno's hand.

At this time, she opened her bloodshot eyes with great difficulty, and slowly stretched one hand toward her feet.

It can be seen that she is very weak.

I don't know if she is suffering from unbearable pain, but now she seems to have been separated from her soul, and her vitality is gradually losing.

She stretched out her hand vigorously, and it could be seen that she wanted to take something at her feet.But she was too weak, and her hand could only barely move forward a little, and then she could only tremble helplessly.

Ignat noticed this. He looked in the direction of Lita's hand and there was indeed a medium-sized black bag at her feet.

"When has it been? My life is almost gone!"

Igno was obviously dissatisfied with Rita interrupting him from casting a spell.

You know, apparating directly to the principal's office is really not an easy task.

This process requires a high degree of concentration of Igno's attention and magic power.

There is a slight difference. If you are lucky, it may just be a slight deviation in the place where the two of them appear.

But if you are unlucky, you can't say for sure. It may be directly obliterated by the ban set by the school.

So, this is really a very bold and risky move.

"What on earth is it that deserves to be remembered so much?"

Although Ignat was very dissatisfied with Rita now, he still kindly took the black bag.

"The thing in here...is a Motla rat!"

As soon as Igno touched the bag, there was a lot of movement inside. He opened it and saw that it was the Motla rat he was looking for.

"You did it for Newt...oh my god."

Ignat's view of Rita suddenly changed a lot, and his tone also softened a lot.

But before he could say anything more, Rita immediately fell into a coma.It can be seen that her condition is deteriorating again.

We must leave here immediately.

"I don't know what happened to that little Bowtruckle guy..."

After Igno saw the Motla Rat, he immediately thought of the bowtruckle still underground that he had almost forgotten.

"Hope it will have a good adventure..."

Ignat waved his hand and summoned his God-calling Guard.

This is a silver unicorn.

"Go to the woods just now and tell the little guy not to worry, I will be back soon."

Igno also handed the black bag to the unicorn. After all, when apparating, too many objects would only increase Igno's magic consumption.

Ignat held Lita's hand tightly, and he was now in a state of complete concentration.

The fight between the Acromantula and the Fire Snake in front of them became more and more intense, with branches and soil flying everywhere. Fortunately, these were firmly blocked by the protective shield.

Otherwise, with the fierce fight between these two behemoths, it would be even more difficult for Igno to concentrate all his attention and magic on apparation.

"Apparate!"

With a snap, Rita and Ignat disappeared instantly!