Chapter 463： flame

"You all have the ability to outline the magic text out of the shackles of the magic text card... but this is only the first step, you also need to master the magic image of the ancient magic text, and this is not an easy task. Unless" Fei Lex stared at the two dozen people in front of him, "take some radical methods."

"Mr. Haipu, what do you mean" Kingsley asked on behalf of the others.

"Take a risk and show courage... You need to feel it deeply." Felix said seriously. A dozen feet away, the wand in his hand pierced the air like a sharp sword, accompanied by "shoo". With a soft sound, a bright orange flame rose from behind him, twisting into a flame snake.

Kingsley's eyes widened and he took two steps back quickly. The other Aurors and the strikers also drew out their wands, pointing at the flame serpent standing upright, and Felix Haip standing in front of the serpent. His face was calm. , The wand in his hand has disappeared from the cuff.

The crowd gradually calmed down, and Tonks looked at the giant flame-burning snake in front of him in amazement. It was almost a hundred feet high. Its long snake body was composed of flames, and every scale was burning violently.

She took two steps forward, and Kingsley shouted from behind: "Tonks!" The flame snake roared silently, then plummeted, hitting the ground with a "bang", and the shape of the snake disappeared. , Leaving a straight flame channel on the field.

The passage was about six or seven feet wide, and the position where the snake's head fell was just in front of Tonks, and its tail stretched back, rolling Felix inside, making his figure looming in the flames.

"Gentlemen and ladies, join me through the flames and feel the power of the flame magic text."

Felix stood in the flames and said.

The Aurors were stunned. Kingsley frowned and asked slowly, "Mr. Haip, is this some kind of blindfold?" However, Felix did not speak, perhaps because he didn't want to explain, perhaps he was standing there himself. , It is enough to explain the problem.

Tonks took a step forward.

"Wait, Tonks" Kingsley said immediately. He felt it was difficult. Neither he nor Scrimgeour nor the Minister of Magic could control the whole situation. Especially in the face of those who have shown great power, their behavior is uncontrollable.

His role is to deal with these "accidents".

Tonks looked back at Kingsley, and then at Felix, who was silent in the flames. He was turning his head slightly, watching silently, looking at her and everyone behind her with inquisitive eyes. , Seems to be very curious about their choice.

She started to get excited.

"I won't be hurt." Tonks said with certainty. She took another step forward, only one step away from the flames. The hot flames were burning and forming a hot air. She smelled the smell of scorching hair. . She suddenly hesitated, her thoughts became uncertain, and she couldn't help looking at the man in the flame.

"I will not take the initiative to hurt anyone." The person said to her.

Her heart pounded, and under everyone's gaze, Tonks closed his eyes and stepped into the flames. Without the sharp pain she had imagined, she felt the warmth, and there were undulating exclamations around her. She opened her eyes. At this time, the flame was completely different in her sight.

She saw flame magic texts one by one. They are like some kind of elves, burning, jumping, and transforming between the fiery red magic symbols and flames. Felix’s right hand is shining slightly, and wisps of flames come out from that arm, one by one. The symbol gets in...

Tonks couldn't help staying in a daze, Felix reminded her with a gentle voice: "Feel the emotion of the flame, feel the power of the magic text."

Tonks stretched out the palm of her hand, and a bright and bright flame jumped onto her hand, her arm trembled, but she did not move away, the flame stuck to her hand, danced in her palm, and then turned into one Shining magic text.

A feeling of joy came to her heart. She knew what to do next. She called for more magic texts in her heart. Soon, wisps of flame surrounded her, forming an impenetrable fire cocoon.

"This is" Kingsley's eyes widened, and out of trust in Dumbledore, he walked in a second time. The flame did not hurt him, and gently brushed his robes, and then more people stepped into the flame. They were still safe, and they were curiously looking at the bright flames around them.

There was an incredible expression in their eyes.

Is it a phantom? Kingsley thought, at this moment, a scream sounded from behind, "Yaxley!" someone shouted. Kingsley looked back abruptly, and Yaxley retreated from the flames. He seemed to have suffered a great deal of damage. Although there was no trace of burning on his skin, his clothes were billowing smoke.

Yaxley sat on the ground with a pained expression, his eyes full of fear and anger. "What did you do!" he exclaimed.

"This can only mean that you have not been screened." Felix said quietly, "You don't think that I will give up my strength without making any restrictions?"

"Mr. Haipu," Kingsley said with a headache, "our agreement does not mention this. At least you have to tell us in advance if you have any requirements."

"Because I don't think this will be a hindrance." Felix said lightly, "People who are malicious to the ancient magic text will naturally not be recognized by the magic text. You should have been prepared for this long ago."

"You mean, Yaxley is him." Kingsley looked at him hesitantly, and then at Yaxley, who was sitting on the ground with an expression of pain, and there was a wave of waves in his heart.

"Maybe I should talk to Mr. Yaxley, there may be a misunderstanding between us." Felix said with a corner of his mouth, Yaxley, he remembered the name.

"No misunderstanding." Yaxley gritted his teeth and stood up. "I simply don't like ancient magic texts! Sorry, Kingsley doesn't think I should be here." He limped away.

Kingsley hesitated for a second or two, "Sorry, Mr. Haipu, I need to confirm his situation."

"He won’t have any problems with his bodyI don’t doubt this," Kingsley said in a deep voice, "but" he paused and said to others, "Don’t let Yaxley It affects you, I will go out to see the situation." He walked out of the flame corridor, chasing towards the door.

Felix spoke calmly, soothing the uncertain Auror and the batter. "The principle of this magic is very simple... I magnified the emotions of the flame magic text, so that you can better feel the magic image of the magic text. But inevitably, the magic text is contaminated with my own will, usually with this emotion Anyone who is in conflict will be ostracized..."

After a while, Kingsley came back briskly.

"The therapist said there was nothing serious, but was frightened, Scrimgeour gave him two days off." He said to everyone, they were relieved and regretted Yaxley. There were a few more fire cocoons on the field, and strands of flame merged into it.

Felix nodded and looked at Kingsley with a hesitant expression, "Is there anything else?"

"Scrimgeour wants to invite you to lunch."