Hogwarts Archmage

Ma En proposed his idea to the two ladies, and they readily agreed. However, it was a pity that none of the three people present brought wands. After all, they were just here to play, so he, the only one with the ability to cast spells, became the only coolie. .

"I feel like a mouse," Ma En said while squeezing the earth and rocks in front of him to form a path. "If I weren't afraid that you would be unsafe, I would really like to see what the explosion was like. what happened."

It was already a hot season, and there was no ventilation underground, so it was extremely hot. Esther took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped his sweat, and said:

"Marn, don't join in all the excitement. Things that may not be dangerous to you may cause trouble to others. Your friends are by your side, so you can accept protection. Professor Walder is strong enough. I don’t care, but there are always some people far away from you.”

"Okay...how far are we out?" Ma En suddenly stopped and asked.

Esther briefly estimated the distance traveled and said, "It's close to a mile. What's wrong? Can you apparate?"

"No," Ma En tapped the stone wall in front of him with his finger, "it seems to be empty here."

Hermione took a step back, "It's not the sewer again, is it?"

"It doesn't look like it...I vaguely heard voices..."

"Come over and take a look?" Esther came over.

"Wait a minute, let me open a small hole first and take a look... huh?"

"what happened?"

"Tracy!?" Ma En blocked the hole, turned his head and looked at the two girls behind him, and shouted in a low voice with some shock.

"Who??"

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"Everything has a price, you should know," the old wizard looked at the people in front of him with a straight face and said seriously, "Only if you do what you should do, you will get what you deserve. This is not difficult. ,Is it right?"

The people in the audience replied hastily, "No problem, it's just a small matter, it won't even delay our normal work, study and rest."

"Of course, I have to let you try it first..." The old wizard clapped his hands, and Tracy took out a large box from the small bag on her waist that was no bigger than a palm. There were more than a dozen potions neatly placed in it. The old wizard After picking up the potion and distributing one to each of them, he said, "Don't worry, it's not addictive, but I don't recommend you to take it for testing. This will burn your expensive equipment."

They were holding the potion in their hands, and their expressions were somewhat excited, but somewhat hesitant. In the end, the young man in the front row gritted his teeth, pulled out the stopper and drank it.

After a few seconds, he let out a long breath and couldn't help but admire: "This... this is really a wonderful feeling, just like you are eating an energy bar, but the difference is that you can feel it personally in you The feeling of infusing every corner of your body with your own energy.”

After a while, people started to pick up the test tubes in their hands one after another, raised their necks and drank. Everyone who drank showed a satisfied look, and there was no reaction from some strange drugs, so they gave up the rest. people's suspicion.

After the old wizard saw that they all drank, he began to preach the rest of the message again. When the speech was finished, he instructed everyone to disperse, and he sat on the main seat, propped up his chin, and began to think about the problem.

The people who came to the party left one after another, and when only Tracy and the old wizard were left, the young man who drank the medicine first left and returned.

"Vincent, isn't it unreliable for you to feed them the energy potion? It won't be effective for a long time." The young man questioned.

"Neil, even if you pass the pharmacy exam once, you will find that the potion is slow-release, enough to last for more than half a month."

"Well, just don't miss Mr. Walder's big event."

Vincent picked up the teacup in front of him, took a slow sip and said, "You restless young people are more likely to make mistakes. We are much more determined and stable than you."

"It's just a bunch of outdated old guys." Neil said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"I admit it, old guy, but I don't admit it is outdated. Compared with you young people who have received a rigid education, we have one more thing called ideal. When we followed another gentleman, we were much more radical than now."

"Are you talking about Gellert Grindelwald? The previous Dark Lord?"

"History is written by the victors. If we had won, then he would have been the liberator of the wizards."

"It's a pity that he lost and was imprisoned... in... Austria?"

Vincent was not annoyed, but said calmly: "Be born in an ideal, die in an ideal, there is nothing to regret."

"Isn't he still alive?"

"He died when he lost."

"Then who is that person locked up?"

Vincent didn't answer, smiled and waved his hand, asking Neil to leave.

After he left, Vincent swung his wand and used a magic to prevent the sound from being transmitted, and then asked Tracey: "Has the operation begun? I feel the anti-Apparition effect of the employees of the Ministry of Magic." It’s magic.”

"It has already started. We are just letting those 'informed people' who have not come to experience the magic. We specially selected a magic that only has a light effect and has no lethality. We found an open area and released it together with several wizards."

"I heard that you are with that little Mr. Langley now? Aren't you afraid that something will happen to them?"

"Well, it should be an assistant? Or something else. Anyway, it's the person who takes care of his life. I'm not worried about him. You know, he is very powerful. Even if a real war breaks out, it will not hurt him and his protection range. People inside, let alone an effect-type magic."

"What's his personality like?"

"He is very gentle and lazy. He always likes to watch the excitement. I even think that when he sees acquaintances quarreling, he can eat half a watermelon while watching them quarrel."

"Hmm...very strange?"

"It's not strange. In a sense, he is the normal person."

"Interesting, maybe I should meet him."

"If you want to see him, you can come with me."

"It's true that I want to meet you, but I don't need to leave with you."

"What's wrong?" Tracy was a little confused.

Vincent pointed to the wall behind him, "They should be coming in soon."

Tracey:?

A pair of white and tender hands stretched out from the wall and tore the wall open like a piece of cloth, revealing three little heads inside: "Tracy, we saw you just as we were about to look for you. What a coincidence..."

Tracey's eyelids twitched and she felt her face cramping.