Chapter 566： Mystery wall

Felix curled his lips.

"No kidding, ask a question: How do I play myself?" The memory frowned, seeming to be really troubled by it.

"Don't be too jumpy," Felix said.

The memory made a rude gesture, and Felix asked with a dark face, "Where did you learn it?"

"A student." Memory said irresponsibly: "I can tell you his name, I remember it very clearly."

Felix stepped out of classroom No. 7 to the responsive house, and then appeared in the screaming shack. After several apparitions, he was already standing near an abandoned warehouse. Lying in the warehouse is a man with five big ties. He is huge, with kinked gray hair and beard. His eyes are deeply sunken, and his dirty fingers have long yellow nails. He is not so much human-like. Rather, it's more like a beast.

Felix noticed dense scratches on the ground.

"Fenrir Greyback?"

Greyback whimpered, with a rag in his mouth.

"Oh, I forgot." Felix said insincerely. He waved his hand, the rag was removed, and the man spit on the ground. This made him show the sharp teeth in his mouth, and the mouth sores at the corners of his mouth were unobstructed. At this moment, he slanted his eyes from the ground and said incredulously: "Felix Haip? Did you send someone to catch me?"

"It's me. What did Voldemort ask you to do?" Felix's sharp gaze plunged straight into Fenrir's eyes like a sharp sword. After a while, Greyback collapsed on the ground with loose eyes, motionless.

"Didn't Voldemort stamp you? Oh, sorry, he may not look down on you." Felix said.

Greyback moved like a corpse, the fierce light in his eyes became agile, and he whispered, "...that's cooperation..."

"Cooperation? Do you really think you are qualified?"

Felix shot a coma spell, and the werewolf stood upright and fell.

After a long time, Lupin and Tonks suddenly appeared out of the air. They raised their wands and looked around vigilantly. "This is the address?" Tonks asked in a low voice. "Yes, that's what the note that suddenly fell on my desk said." Lupin said. He had guessed who it was, but Tonks was by his side. He couldn't elaborate, in case it was. Any contraband is not good.

"Over there," Tonks said warily. The two moved to the edge of the warehouse step by step, and they cooperated with each other tacitly. Lupin felt even more frustrated when he realized this.

The lock of the warehouse couldn't hold them back. He opened the heavy iron door, and when he saw what was inside, his body froze.

At the same time, Felix has returned to classroom 7. No matter what Lupin plans to do, he wants to manage. But he estimated that Lupin would not kill Greyback as long as he didn't lose his mind, even if the werewolf bit him when he was a child.

So Felix left a curse on Greyback, let his sin wither with his body.

The students who were still in class in classroom 7 knew nothing about all of this, even if the professor was changed midway. They only knew that Professor Haipu took them to Classroom No. 7, and they came to a forest clearing, sitting on huge, bare tree stumps one by one, with pea seedlings hanging down from the sky, Professor Haipu was very impersonal. Sit down on a hammock made of vines and give them lectures.

"Does anyone know what we have learned recently... Yeah, that's right, the memory is really good... Hey, didn't I tell you? The combination of the core magic texts of the twelve amulet types is an ancient magic... Didn't you say? Really cunning... it doesn't matter, I will show you..."

"The professor is very lively today," Fred said, looking at the memory swinging on the swing.

"Maybe I want to try a different style," George said. "It's tiring to always maintain a face."

"It makes sense, we can try."

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out of the air and grabbed their professor away. The students looked at each other. Before he could react, the professor appeared again. Felix cleared his throat and said to the dumbfounded student on the stump: "Well, does anyone know what I just said? There are bonus points..."

After class, the students filed out of the classroom.

"The professor must be lazy, maybe he went to Professor McGonagall to drink tea."

"Why Professor McGonagall?"

"Oh, don't you think she was very temperament when she was young? If only I could be so elegant in the future."

In the afternoon, Felix saw that many new faces appeared in the school, a dozen adult wizards, and he only knew a few of them. There are people from the Wizarding Examination Authority, and there are people from the Apparition Testing Center. Two of them impressed him-Dolores Umbridge and Chesterton Avery.

"Tsk tsk, it's not difficult at all," Felix said. "No, you can't take it lightly." His eyes smoothed over the dozens of adult wizards present. Perhaps these people contained real internal responses.

Dumbledore welcomed them warmly, and then he chatted in a low voice with his old friend Professor Tofordi.

"Did Professor Marchbank not come this time?" Dumbledore said softly.

"She was busy drawing out the test papers. People from the Apparition Testing Center took the lead, but they were short of staff and temporarily transferred a group of people from the ministry." Professor Tofodi said.

The adult wizards in the crowd looked around with a little excitement. They rarely have the opportunity to come back after graduation. When they return to school, they feel that they are a lot younger all of a sudden, and they are eagerly chatting about interesting things about school.

"Can we walk around?" a round-faced witch asked.

"Of course, Corina," Dumbledore pointed at Professor McGonagall with his white gloved fingers, "Minerva will arrange everything." The round-faced witch shrank her neck when she heard the name, with a slight voice. Said bluntly: "Mai, Professor McGonagall, good morning."

"It's the afternoon, Miss Corina." Professor McGonagall said solemnly.

"Oh...good afternoon."

"Amos! Come and take a look, I found something good," the wizard Waikie Tecross, wearing an old-style top hat, shouted in the hall: "Oh my God, it has changed so much. It was not there when I came last year. !"

He is the instructor of the Ministry of Magic's phantom shift class, and he comes to school basically once a year, and he posted the strangely pale face on the bulletin board with a look of surprise.

"Is it a club?" Amos Diggory asked from a distance at the entrance of the auditorium: "I heard Seid mentioned it during the holidays..."

Waikie Tecross didn't speak, he carefully pulled out a colorful parchment from under the bulletin board, and said in admiration, "This looks like a newspaper? Let me see."

"The sales of the bird-snake shell-breaking documentary are very gratifying. The photographer is a sniff-huh? I don't know that- the Weasley twins yelled at a pair of armor late at night, and the administrator who was rushed to hear the news Filch catches—tsk, is the exam pressure too much? I think at the beginning, uh— Filch used high-profile spells to break the rumors of dumb artillery—Professor Sinista's work and rest are chaotic, and he often wakes up at noon—Professor Bubaji intentionally After changing the Muggle studies course to teaching farming, students complained again and again—ha, it’s really interesting. This newspaper is called'Mystery Wall'?"

"Do you like this name? I picked it by myself. It was the name of a song." A voice asked. "Oh, uh," Waikie Tecross lowered his head, looked at the little girl who suddenly jumped out, and then looked at the newspaper, "This is your newspaper?"

"Yes."

Waikie Tecross stared at the parchment and asked tentatively: "Little girl, your name is Mafalda?"

Mafalda nodded proudly, and she changed the subject fluently, "So can you tell me what you do?"

"You want to interview me, little girl? You should only be in first grade?"

"This has nothing to do with our interview. I interviewed a lot of big people." Mafalda straightened her chest and tried to make herself look taller.

Waikie Tecross felt a little amused, "Really, who is there?"

"Let me think about it, three Merlin Medal winners, three official members of the Anti-Dark Magic League, the captain of the Quidditch team, the president of the Boys and Girls Student Union, the contestants of last year’s contest, and some future celebrities... I will also target the professor. And President Dumbledore." Mafalda said solemnly.

The two adult wizards became more surprised as they listened. "Is there Cedric Diggory?" Amos asked impatiently. "I'm his father."

"Yes! He is the one of the future celebrities, the one who can get the chocolate frog card."

"Can you predict this?" Waikie Tecross felt quite absurd, and he wanted to hear the reason for this little girl.

"Yeah He has published a lot of articles on "Mowen New Solutions", but the real reason is his magic puppet club, which has just changed its name." Mafalda tilted his head to look. Following the yellowing announcement on the wall, he vowed to say: "It's not just him. I have a hunch that many clubs in it will become giants in the future. I'm witnessing history with my own eyes..."

Amos Diggory and Waikie Tecross looked at each other. Amos admitted that he was somewhat persuaded. He was worried about a family matter recently, and the little girl seemed to have given him the answer. But Waikie Tecross will not forget what he just saw on the bulletin board. He doesn't know how \'..\' and ‘Horned Snorers must exist in a club’ can become a behemoth.

He happened to know the source of the horned snorer. It was a third-rate tabloid in the magic world. The editor's mind seemed to be abnormal...

"So, little girl with a keen sense of smell, what about you? What is your position for yourself?" Waikie Tecross asked.

"Me? I'm just a recorder of history." Mafalda said happily, "Of course, it doesn't prevent me from making money, so do you plan to accept interviews? I can pay a fee, two sikes per person..."

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