Chapter 548： Influence

Until late at night, the village of Hogsmeade was quiet, and Felix moved suddenly.

He got up from his chair, stepped out, and appeared on a huge rock in the Hogwarts mountains. At night, the mountains roared and unknown beasts howled. Felix turned around and looked at the big hole in the rock wall. There was already a person inside. He was wearing a hood, and he merged with the darkness.

The wizard lifted his hood, revealing Lucius Malfoy's pale face.

Felix carefully observed Malfoy's expression. After a while, he asked softly, "Voldemort lost his temper?"

"Hit a few heart-breaking spells." Lucius tried his best to make his tone seem careless. "This is the best result. I almost couldn't help but expose it. Then everything is over."

"What reason did you use to fool you?" Felix asked curiously, "To be honest, you are a little tougher than I thought. Ten hours have passed since I delivered the message to you. I have been waiting. You call me to rescue you, or receive your decision to move your family."

Lucius Malfoy gave him a stern look.

"I know that the diary is very important to him. When he handed it to me, let me keep it safe and wait for him to give instructions before acting... Tonight I told him that I was loyal to him and heard the suspicion three years ago. The master’s news, but he never showed up, so as soon as I gritted my teeth, I sent the diary he gave me to Hogwarts, hoping that the news that the secret room was opened would attract his attention..."

Felix speculated on Voldemort's psychology.

At that time, Voldemort had already manufactured many Horcruxes. He didn't take the diary too seriously. Compared with the life-saving value of the Horcrux, he actually regarded the diary more as a weapon.

Judging from the information revealed by Lucius, this again involves an unfinished plan. Perhaps Voldemort wanted to use the diary Horcrux to open the chamber and kill a few students, taking the opportunity to take down Dumbledore and let him The forces infiltrated this ancient magic school.

This matter could not be more appropriate to be handed over to Lucius Malfoy, who was also the director of Hogwarts at the time, but the timing must be smart enough, so after Voldemort handed the diary to Malfoy, he asked him to go home and wait for the news at ease. Then... well, it didn't take long for Voldemort to be gone.

"Voldemort summoned you alone?"

"Yes……"

"He also summoned Bellatrix?"

Lucius was taken aback, "That's it, we are in no particular order." He thought for a while and said, "If you don't say I didn't realize the abnormality, because during this period of time he has always been secretively, and he has summoned believers alone. It's rare to have other people present..."

Felix nodded, "You should be the first, and Bellatrix is ​​the second. After that...it seems that Voldemort will be very busy tonight. Of course, his temper will get worse and worse... Lu Hughes?"

Lucius looked at him.

"If Voldemort summons you again these two days, please pack up and run. But if he bears it, he can stay."

"Why?"

"Because I can't guarantee that he will vent your anger," Felix said quietly.

In the next two days, many wizards who participated in the exchange activities of ancient magic texts left early. Most of these people are tourists. They simply want to see the birth and development of a new discipline. As a result, what happened at the venue far exceeded their psychological capacity, and they chose to leave with lingering fears.

About two hundred tents were unclaimed when the Ministry of Magic re-registered.

But more people choose to stay.

The idea of ​​these people is also very simple, they have seen a thrilling battle. To be honest, they were actually mentally prepared for Dumbledore's strength-after all, they had accumulated more than half a century of fame. Judging from the scene at the time, Dumbledore was worthy of his title of "Greatest White Wizard".

Surprisingly, it was Felix Haipu.

He has been well-known in many countries before, of course, people know his name in different ways. Some people know him through books written by him, some through the "Future World" company, and some people know Felix's name because they have experienced the riots in the Quidditch World Cup final camp. Valley

But if they are asked to give an accurate positioning, they will be at a loss. Are you a Muggle research expert? Outstanding businessman? Professor of Ancient Magic Text? Or a memory therapist? It is estimated that they will quarrel themselves.

Until the end of this ancient magic text exchange activity, wizards all over the world have a unified understanding of the name Felix Haipu: He is the archmage on the same level as Dumbledore.

When the reporters who participated in the event sent the news back to their country, everyone was shocked, and then a steady stream of people came over, wanting to collect first-hand information.

Historians, staff from various countries’ Ministry of Magic, journalists from newspapers and magazines, members of the Anti-Dark Magic League, and Alchemy Association all applied for entry. Then they couldn’t wait to rush to Hogsmeade, and first visited the scorched earth outside the village. Shoot, and then listen to Felix Haipu personally explain his understanding of the magic text, and when he is free, he can bring a person to interview, and learn about the two thrilling battles from the person who has witnessed it.

And long before that, the local newspapers in the British magical world had already exploded.

Those reporters and photographers who rushed over on the first day were all so busy. In addition to washing photos, they also had to rush ten manuscripts at the same time. Rita Skeeter once again showed extremely professional and indiscriminate fabrications. Ability, a vivid article often takes only ten minutes to be freshly published, but her writing style is becoming more and more sensational.

The new editor-in-chief of the "Daily Prophet" has a headache for this.

"Listen,'The three at the top of the world'-how can they count Voldemort?" In the library, Hermione read the title of the article with disgust.

"In a way, she was right." Ron said with a weird expression: "I remember another article titled-'The Power of Love Awakens the Boy Who Lived in Distress', tusk."

Harry turned his head in embarrassment. He didn't know how to explain his relationship with Ginny to Ron. Let's just talk about it. After school started, they had nothing to say except at the frontline observation station, but they wanted to talk far... Harry thoughts Flying around, he remembered the kiss in the underground training ground of the Old Black House.

"Mafalda has come to pester you again?" Ron asked.

"What?" Harry looked in the direction of his gaze, and unexpectedly spotted Mafalda. She was hiding behind a thick stack of books, looking like a copy of Hermione's first grade, but Harry could guarantee. Hermione only fights her with her desire to win or lose in her homework. In other places, such as her pathological desire for voyeurism and revenge, Mafalda is better ~ www.novelhall.com ~ another beauty Tower Skeeter. Said Ron.

"You said that she was Guidro Lockhart some time ago." Hermione pierced him.

"Is there a difference between the two of them?" Ron mumbled.

At this moment, Harry saw Draco Malfoy walking into the library sickly, sitting alone on the table in a daze.

"What's wrong with him?" Harry asked, and he hadn't seen Malfoy for these two days.

"It is said to be sick. Li Qiaodan met him when he went to the school hospital to stop his nosebleeds." Ron said vaguely. Harry immediately understood that Li Qiaodan must have risked a trial of the quick-acting skipping candy developed by Fred and George. He remembered one of them. The name of the candy is nosebleed nougat.

Ron seemed to have forgotten the trouble with Harry at this time. He leaned in and said in a low voice, "Maybe it was to cover up the fact that he had left school." He showed a meaningful look, "Professor Haipu forced us to swear no Tell us what he was there at the time, or he will use magic to seal our mouths."

"The professor didn't say that!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Well, I guessed it," Ron shrugged. "He had a serious expression at the time anyway."

Hermione didn't refute this time.

Harry looked at the reluctant Draco in a mixed mood. He complied with the agreement and did not tell Ron and Hermione the truth about the Horcrux in the diary, which made Harry feel that his relationship with Malfoy had undergone a subtle change, and it was hard to say whether it was better or worse. , But Malfoy seemed to be invisible on important matters again.

One time he took the initiative to hand in the diary Horcrux; one time he witnessed the battlefield of Hogsmeade.

Both times have the shadow of Professor Haipu...

Draco lifted his head from the table, revealing two obvious dark circles, and when he saw Harry, he quickly turned his head.