[HP] Riddle's Spirit Behind

Immediately afterwards, more students crawled out of the fireplace in embarrassment.Apparently, many of them were not very used to Floo travel.

They stared in amazement at everything in front of them.They were then asked to assemble in front of the giant statue fountain.

Although it was a weekend, many wizards could still be seen in the hall.Several wizards were emerging from the surrounding fireplaces, most of them were in a hurry, and no one would pay attention to this group of visitors from Hogwarts.

They followed the little wizard and walked around the huge fountain.Professor Dumbledore was at the end of the line as an accompanying teacher.

They came to a smaller hall surrounded by elevators with golden bars.A tall, thin witch walked over with a tired face.

"Good morning, Georgiana," the little wizard greeted her with a smile, while several owls fluttered over his head.

"Good morning, Frank." The witch said, "People from the Incident Reversal Team are looking for you. They just dealt with another Muggle house bombing and need you to help them with some documents."

"Oh!" said Frank in surprise. "Another explosion!"

The students listened curiously to their conversation.

"Yes." She sighed, "this is the third time this month. This time, a Muggle government building was implicated. We had to send more people to erase the memories of Muggles. It's a mess, the Minister has to keep the Muggle Prime Minister informed of the progress of the matter, and the paperwork to be dealt with has piled up like a hill-"

As she spoke, she glanced at the whispering students.

"Aren't they the students who are going to visit today?" She sighed again. "To be honest, you guys came at a really bad time. Let me take over, Frank, they need you to go there now."

"Okay," said Frank, "I'll go right away."

Next, the tall, thin witch led them up the elevator.

Several owls followed Eleanor and they walked into the elevator.One of them landed on the elevator's grating, and took a sloppy shit.

"Oh, hell," the witch cursed, "I hope they change this way of delivering messages!"

After she finished cursing, she suddenly realized that she was staying with a group of underage wizards.So she said quickly and apologetically, "Oh, I'm so sorry, Professor."

"It's okay, Georgiana." Dumbledore said with a smile, "I suggested it to Mr. Minister when I came to the Ministry of Magic last time. It is really not a wise choice to use owls indoors. This reminds me of a A joke about owls and a witch who was a freak, and one day an owl flew in...”

Eleanor giggled at Dumbledore's joke.But the witch didn't seem in the mood for a joke.She laughed dryly a few times, and then the elevator stopped suddenly.

"Here we are," she muttered as she stepped out of the elevator. "Except for the Department of Mysteries, the Wizengamot Administration, and the Minister's Office, all other departments can be visited. Oh, by the way, neither can the Muggle Conciliation Committee." Go, they're busy as hell today..."

When visiting the Auror headquarters, Eleanor saw some students showing excited expressions.

"The elite against the Dark Wizard..." she heard a student whisper to her companions.

In this way, these people are heroes who maintain peace in the magical world.thought Eleanor.

A balding man received them, and he asked them with a smile, "Anyone want to be an Auror?"

Many students immediately raised their hands.

Tom stood in an inconspicuous corner, and he didn't raise his hand.He leaned against the wall and looked around the entire Auror Command without expression.

"Very good," the man grinned. "I'm Matthew Gibson, current Auror. Do you have any questions?"

The students began to ask questions, including "what do you usually do" and "how much do you earn?"

One boy raised his hand and said, "Mr. Gibson, could you teach us a spell or two against dark wizards?"

"Oh, boy," laughed Mr. Gibson, "I think you'll have a chance to learn that at school."

Several students made disappointed voices.

"Okay, okay." Mr. Gibson grinned, "Then let's learn a little spell. The name of this spell is the Armor Charm, and it can resist many simple damage spells. I need someone to do mine. partner."

The students looked at him expectantly.

He looked around the crowd, and his eyes fell on Tom, who was leaning against the wall with his arms folded.

Perhaps something about Tom attracted him, and he pointed at Tom, "That kid over there—yes, that's right, it's you."

Everyone turned to look at Tom.

Eleanor was floating above Tom's head, "You are lucky, go over there!"

Tom raised his eyebrows in a little surprise, and strode over with his arms down.

"What's your name, boy?" asked Mr. Gibson, bowing his head.

Tom frowned slightly, but quickly returned to his normal expression, "Tom Riddle, sir."

"Now take out your wand, Tom," said Mr. Gibson, smiling.

"Matthew!" Georgiana exclaimed somewhat dissatisfied. "We're running out of time, and I don't think it's a good idea to use magic in the office."

"Don't worry so much, Georgiana," said Gibson, and pulled out his wand for a little trick. "I just wanted to teach them a harmless little spell."

He lowered his head and looked at Tom with a smile, "What grade are you in?"

Tom casually drew his wand. "Third year."

"Third year... good," Gibson said with a smile, "when I count to three, cast a spell on me, any spell you want. But I guess you're only sparking or something now, aren't you?" ?”

After he finished speaking, he laughed out loud thinking he was humorous.

Some students smirked a few times in agreement, while others looked at him in bewilderment.

Eleanor saw Tom press his lips slightly.She knew to do it every time he felt irritable.

"So are you ready?" Gibson said.

"Yes, sir," Tom answered.

"Then I'll start counting." Gibson raised his wand to his chest. "One-two-three!"

Tom moved his lips and said a quick incantation.

A red light emanated from his wand.

"Armor protection!" Gibson yelled.

But the red light didn't bounce off Gibson's spell, but got into the tip of Gibson's wand in a flash.

Gibson yelled, and the wand in his hand fell to the ground immediately.

He covered his red hands and looked at Tom in great shock.

Tom bent down to pick up the wand on the ground with a calm expression, handed it up, and said politely: "Please hold your wand, sir."

"...a very powerful burning spell, which is difficult to resist with ordinary armor spells." Mr. Gibson said in a hoarse voice, and then forced a smile, "It's amazing that a third grader can use such a spell." .Has the Hogwarts curriculum become so difficult?"

"I taught myself that," said Tom, with a slight smile on his lips.

"Really?" Mr. Gibson looked surprised again.

Look, he's showing off again.Eleanor sighed helplessly.

Professor Dumbledore, who had remained silent all this time, smiled and said, "Standing in front of you is one of the most gifted students at Hogwarts for decades."

Tom turned his head slightly to glance at Dumbledore, then quickly looked away.

"Uh...very good." Mr. Gibson recovered from his surprise, and he smiled again, "I think you should be willing to become an Auror after graduation, Tom? We very much welcome people like you Talented young man."

"I'll think about it, sir," replied Tom cautiously.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the door.

"What happened?" Georgiana frowned and looked towards the door.

At this moment, a wizard stumbled in from the door, shouting, "Dark wizard! Dark wizard! Danger—"

As soon as his words fell, there was an explosion that was almost enough to shatter the eardrums, and even the ground trembled following it.