Malfoy Rise at Hogwarts

Chapter 309 The Light of Protection
Just after Hagrid left with the real Moody, Fudge was about to speak, but Dumbledore interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

The displeasure on Fudge's face flashed away, and then turned into a smile again.

From Harry's perspective, he could see that Dumbledore's brows furrowed slightly, and he fixed his gaze intently on the maze - Harry was confused, what was so interesting about the maze? There is nothing inside...

After returning from the cemetery, Harry had been looking forward to talking to Dumbledore, but Dumbledore was not there. Sure enough, what he said about Voldemort's resurrection was obviously true. Bagman clearly didn't believe a word of it. Even McGonagall and Hagrid were half-convinced at most and didn't take it seriously.

Then Dumbledore came back.

Then Flitwick appeared with the results of the investigation and allowed Dumbledore to successfully rescue the real Professor Moody.

Harry thought that after Dumbledore rescued Moody, it was time to come and care about his situation - he had thousands of things to say to Dumbledore, but due to the presence of everyone, Harry could only force himself no matter how anxious he was. Waiting patiently, who knows that Dumbledore still hasn't shown any intention to talk to him.

Voldemort is resurrected! For such a major matter, shouldn't Dumbledore immediately confirm the details with him? Unless...he doesn't believe in himself either?

Harry didn't believe that Dumbledore could be so stupid. He struggled to stand up (he had just received a rag from Hagrid and used magic to stick it on the wizard's robe to cover the hole in his butt), and was facing Dumbledore and others came over.

Suddenly, a loud phoenix cry came from the distant sky.

The light of fire was faintly reflected in the sky above the center of the maze.

After the Goblet of Fire was touched, several maze patrollers had lifted the magic cast inside the maze, such as various levels, illusions, and even the activation spell that made the hedges move. However, those hedges were genuine magical plants cultivated by Hagrid. They were not created by magic, so they did not disappear. They could only wait for Hagrid to clear them out when he was free and restore the venue to Quidditch. Grass for odd games.

At this moment, because the maze hedge was still there, everyone could not see clearly what was happening inside the maze, and could only make guesses in their hearts. In the auditorium, thin rustling sounds rose and fell one after another.

Suddenly, the maze of twists and turns started to move, as if it had come to life again.

In the bursts of rumbling sounds, the hedge walls retreated to both sides like greedy snakes. Until the maze was completely spread out, a ten-meter-wide road appeared in the middle, revealing the open space hidden in the center of the maze.

In the dark open space, a figure could be vaguely seen standing upright in the shadows, and he seemed to be holding another person in his arms.

As the figure began to move, a silvery-white halo slowly penetrated his whole body, and his whole body seemed to be enveloped by a faint halo, exuding a mind-catching temperament——

It was as if an indescribable power was radiating outward from around that figure, dispelling the darkness and coldness surrounding him.

Just looking at that figure from a distance actually made everyone present feel at ease.

The auditorium, which was originally filled with all kinds of fun and noise, fell into strange silence.

"Is it brother Xie Lin?" Astoria said softly.

Daphne, who had followed Xie Lin for the longest time, recognized the figure she could never forget with just a distant glance. She nodded, and her hands that had been tightly clasped could finally be released.

"That's...a fluorescent spell? Why do I feel...warm inside...indescribably comfortable and peaceful..." Lucius murmured, and after saying that, he and Narcissa looked at each other, both of them filled with excitement. Indescribably solemn, they finally understood what height their second son had reached in the field of magic.

"Well..." Daphne explained: "Shellin said that almost all the magic spells currently circulating in the wizarding world can be derived from higher-level usages. What he is currently performing is the highest-level usage of the fluorescent curse - -'Guardian Light' can drive away fear and darkness in the heart, and can even make the subject immune to negative emotions such as 'fear', 'sadness', 'chaos', etc." As the figure approaches, the light around him begins. Gradually increasing, the halo was bright but not dazzling. Miraculously, the outdoors of Hogwarts Castle in the Scottish Highlands began to get warmer.

This is not an illusion of the wizards present. The humid mist in the air is really slowly dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the temperature is really rising.

At this time, as the shadows dispersed, the outline of the figure was gradually revealed.

Sherlyn Malfoy!
He was holding Gryffindor Hermione Granger in his arms!
what happened? When did Hermione enter the maze?

It was only then that Ron and the other little lions realized that Hermione had disappeared from the audience without anyone knowing when.

"You all...are not waiting for me?" The young man's hearty laughter is still the same as before, his platinum hair is neatly combed, and the wizard robe on his body is spotless, as if he has just returned from a relaxing and comfortable journey. Instead of experiencing a fierce life and death confrontation.

Dumbledore pointed his wand at his throat and shouted: "Quiet, please keep quiet, professors, maintain order."

"Cornelly, Scrimgeour, Bagman, Minerva, Filius, let's go." Dumbledore greeted the five of them and walked quickly towards Sherrin.

"Xelling, what happened? Where have you been? Why is Granger in your hands?" Professor McGonagall has always had a good relationship with Xelling, so if she takes the initiative to speak, she will not appear overbearing.

Scrimgeour coughed softly and said, "Mr. Malfoy, before you showed up, we found out that you had a confrontation with someone disguised as Moody in the maze. Can you explain the whole story - why? Where did you go after the fight? Where is the fake Moody now? I think this incident involves magical crimes and is beyond the scope of Hogwarts' management. You need to give an explanation to the Ministry of Magic."

At first glance, it sounds very much like Scrimgeour's aggressive style, and it is easier to feel that he is actually speaking out for Fudge, who is inconvenient to speak, and wants to snatch the power of investigation and trial from Hogwarts. into the hands of the Ministry of Magic.

But Schelling knew in his heart that this cunning old guy had quietly revealed to himself the results of the discussion before his appearance.

"Hello, professors, ministers and directors of the Ministry of Magic," Schelling greeted them leisurely and then said, "You have too many questions. Let me explain them one by one -"

"You all already know that Moody is an impostor - he is impersonated by Barty Crouch Jr. - yes, that guy is not dead, and he escaped from Azkaban, and he is also him It was also his plan to throw Potter's name into the Goblet of Fire and kidnap Potter from the maze."

"By the way," Professor McGonagall was eager for confirmation, and directly told Harry's confession without thinking: "Potter said that he was teleported to a cemetery, where he met you and the mysterious man. Is it real?"

Xie Lin knew that the commotion he had caused in Little Hangleton was too big, and there was no way he could hide the matter, so he simply told the truth: "It's true, please send some people to the Little Hangleton church cemetery. I should be able to find out a lot of things - the Goblet of Fire is a portkey, and Barty Jr. changed the teleportation location there, where I met Potter and the mysterious man..."

"Xie Lin, don't blame uncle for talking..." After all, Xie Lin's prominent family background and identity are there. Even if Fudge is dissatisfied, he dare not directly say that he is a psychopath like the original novel treats Harry. "The mysterious man is really Resurrected? Did you read that right? Could it be someone who slipped through the cracks of Death Eater? You see, since a wizard as powerful as Moody can be replaced by a fake, who says the mysterious man can't? "

Xie Lin smiled. Now is not the time to break up with the Ministry of Magic. He still needs to rely on the Ministry of Magic to check and balance Dumbledore and consume the power of the Order of the Phoenix in the next school year, so he made a decision in his heart in an instant. , "This is not something that a minor wizard like me can see through. Uncle Kang, maybe you are right, but I can't give you a definite and affirmative answer..."

"All I can tell you is -" Xie Lin's eyes turned cold and he said in a deep voice: "That Dark Lord - whether he is real or fake, he is a very powerful dark wizard. I fought with him. After one battle, I almost exhausted all my means to barely escape alive. This is all thanks to the escape tools that Professor Dumbledore prepared for me. Otherwise, I might not be able to stand here safely now!"

The corners of Dumbledore's mouth twitched, and those words were enough to scare others - Schelling's appearance at this moment did not look like he had just experienced a close-to-death battle, not to mention, if it was true as he said, he He tried his best and finally managed to escape, so how did he bring back the sleeping Hermione safely?
The most ridiculous thing is that Scrimgeour and Fudge actually nodded, seeming to believe this kid's lies.

"I see..." Scrimgeour said. He picked up the conch communicator that was emitting various strange pronunciations and said seriously: "I can prove that what Mr. Malfoy said about the Little Hangleton Church Cemetery is true - Auror We have arrived at the scene. A magical battle did take place there. Although most of the traces of the battle have been eliminated by some means, the Muggles living nearby did hear various explosion-like sounds and saw them in the sky. The various colors of fire are obviously flame effects created by magic.”