A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

The first day of trial is finally over. The wizards filed out.

"Seriously, Dumbledore," Marchban asked him earnestly when Dumbledore was helping Professor Marchban to climb the steps, "do you really need to go to St Mungo's to recuperate for a while?"

"Thank you, Gusilda, I will consider it." Dumbledore nodded, "But I have to wait until this time is over before taking a long vacation."

In the main hall of the Ministry of Magic, a large group of reporters waited early, eagerly awaiting. These people were not invited and could only block the door, and there were even many foreign faces inside.

"Let's go over there," Ms. Burns said.

Felix and Dumbledore are absolutely indispensable. As the only two flags in the current wizarding world that can confront Voldemort head-on, their presence will appease people's hearts. After walking a few steps, reporters surrounded them, the white light of the flash and the "click" sound when the shutter was pressed.

All kinds of questions were thrown at them all at once—

"Ms. Burns, did the trial go well on the first day?"

"It's going well-"

"Will those foreign observers influence the outcome of the trial? Is this a compromise?"

"The outcome of the trial is absolutely fair."

Some set their sights on Dumbledore.

"Professor Dumbledore, can you share an international voice?" a reporter dressed as a foreigner asked, "Has Mysterio relinquished his power in the UK? After the fiasco of multiple Ministry Auror teams , how are you going to deal with it?"

During the conversation, the reporters who were invited to participate in the trial also came out. With more questions, they pointed the finger at Felix——

"Mr. Hepp, can you talk about your relationship with the Malfoys?"

"When did your friendship begin?"

"The heir of the Shafiq family returned to China in a low-key manner. It is said that he had a conflict with you when he was young..."

"Is Lucius Malfoy really undercover?"

Outside the crowd, Moody muttered, "It could also be a means of exoneration. If that's the case, I'd say it's a neat trick."

Felix answered a few questions selectively, emphasizing his friendship with Lucius Malfoy, and sharply refuting the 'coercion' of some unscrupulous reporters - he glared at Li Ta Skeeter.

"I have a good personal relationship with Lucius, he's a big client of mine—yes, he's always been generous in that regard. Once I saw that he had something on my mind, and I tried to enlighten him, and he confided to me that he was very I regret my past actions..."

After the interview, Dumbledore returned to school. Felix stayed.

He and Ms. Burns came to the minister's office, and Burns gave him a wink. "They're still inside." Felix nodded, pushed the door and walked in.

There were two people sitting on the sofa, Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy. Hearing the movement at the door, they turned their heads nervously, and after seeing who it was, Lucius jumped up from the sofa.

"It's been a long wait, you two. There was a delay after the trial," Felix said briskly.

"You, did I have—"

Lucius's mouth wriggled for a long time, and finally he uttered half a sentence dryly.

Felix nodded silently, and Lucius fell back, obviously disappointed. Narcissa grabbed her husband's hand and said sharply to him, "We knew this day would come, after all, it's a public trial. You should be lucky to quit early!"

"—Thanks to Mr. Hepp." She looked up at Felix, who smiled at her. He raised his fingers, lit the wood in the stove, then walked over to the fireplace, grabbed a handful of floo powder and threw it up, and the fire instantly turned green.

"Amelia temporarily connected the two fireplaces, so--who asked first?"

Lucius swallowed, walked into the fireplace, and said loudly, "Malfoy Manor, drawing room." With a flash of green light, he disappeared into the fireplace.

"Mrs Malfoy, it's your turn."

Narcissa stood in the fireplace, emerald-green flames crawling up her pale cheeks, and she looked deeply at Felix, "Mr. Hepp, Draco is yours, you'll take care of him, won't you? "

"I promise you, ma'am," Felix said earnestly.

The green flame danced, and her figure disappeared. Felix followed into the fireplace, and a minute later Ms. Burns walked into the office, which was empty. As if nothing had happened, she picked up the documents on the table and carefully reviewed them.

Malfoy Manor.

Felix came out of the splendid fireplace, the spacious living room was full of large and small bags, Lucius and Narcissa were standing next to each other.

"Are you all packed?"

"It's the last bit," whispered Lucius, who had been looking very depressed ever since he knew his undercover secret had been exposed.

"Then hurry up, no one knows where Voldemort is hiding now, maybe he's squatting in a nearby corner?" Felix finished, looking around with interest, "Do you mind if I walk around?"

Lucius muttered, "Of course not." So Felix walked around Malfoy Manor, where everything was exquisitely decorated, but it was empty and no one could be seen. He guessed that all the servants had been dismissed, and after about half an hour, he returned to the living room with a picture frame in his hand.

"Found in a room, maybe accidentally dropped?" Felix asked.

Lucius stared at the picture in the frame, not moving, but with a look of disgust on his face. Narcissa glanced at her husband and came over to take the frame. She explained in a low voice, "It's my sister... I, we have no contact with her, since, since..."

"I know," Felix said. "Voldemort took her with him."

He looked at the large and small bags that piled up half the living room like a hill. Some gold and silver ornaments and utensils were stuffed into the bags roughly like garbage, showing that the owner was absent-minded. "There's a lot of stuff, but—" He stared at the emerald ring he was wearing on his left hand. "Fortunately, I came prepared. But I needed to move around, so I've saved a lot of stuff before I knew it."

He began to shake his left hand vigorously, and from the small ring came a low "crash" sound that had nothing to do with his own size, "And the new little ones, I have to leave some space for them, make sure Stay comfortable...well, okay!"

Felix stretched out his hand and put the wooden boxes, parcels, dragon skin pockets, and velvet cloth bags on the ground one by one. Soon, the ground was cleared.

Lucius and Narcissa took one last look at their home.

"When the matter is over, you can come back." Felix comforted.

"I'm not so optimistic." Lucius said in a low mood. "Maybe it won't be long before this place turns into ruins."

Ten minutes later, they appeared in a vacant lot on the outskirts of London.

Felix handed the two of them a small note. After they read it carefully, they squeezed a beautiful single-family house out of the air in front of them.

"You should know my relationship with Mr. Nick Lemay. This is his safe house in the UK. After his death, the original secrecy magic failed, and the local government originally planned to demolish it as an illegal building... Later I used it again. Magic keeps it here."

The two looked at the gray house with critical eyes, which was not a star and a half from their original home.

"There's no need to worry about security - the house has been casted on the Brave Loyalty Charm, and I myself am the keeper of the secret. You can rest assured." Felix said, walking towards the door, "Go in and have a look."

Lucius and Narcissa were somewhat relieved, at least Felix Heppe was going to keep his promise, and they didn't have to worry about crossing the river and demolishing the bridge... The Malfoy family's past property-except for the part that was placed in Gringotts, the rest were there in a small ring. Still very tempting.

They followed Felix across the front steps and into the interior of the house. The layout inside is very simple, it seems that no one has lived in it for a long time, and there is dust all around. When they entered, they stamped three distinct footprints on the floor.

"The conditions are a bit rudimentary, not as good as your big manor, but all kinds of facilities are complete - the house has a total of three floors, has ten rooms, and comes with a small garden. It is not bad as a temporary residence. I will come here regularly, Bring some groceries, and if you want a change, there's a Muggle shop a few hundred meters away, but you'll have to use paper money."

With a wave of Felix's hand, the dust in the living room disappeared instantly. He opened the curtains to let in the sunlight, which looked a lot pleasing to the eye.

"Crash, crash."

The luggage spewed out of Felix's hands like a tide, filling the entire living room in the blink of an eye, and half of Lucius and Narcissa were buried in it. They climbed out with difficulty and stood on a rickety table with slender legs, staring blankly at the mountain of luggage that was almost level with the table.

"Do you need me to bring Draco here?" Felix asked softly.

"No, no need," Narcissa said. "Just let him stay at school." She took a thick, crumpled letter out of her pocket. "Mr. Hepp, give it to him for me."

Felix took it and put it in his pocket.

"Then, you two, you must have a lot to say, so I won't stay."

He nodded to the two of them, turned and walked out of the house. At this moment, the sound of "ping ping pong pong" came from behind him, and he turned his head to see Lucius Malfoy chasing after him.

"Anything else?"

"I-I have a few questions, I must ask them clearly." Lucius said breathlessly.

"Speaking."

Lucius glared at him, hesitated for a long time, but still asked: "I can't figure it out - with your current status, you can persuade the Ministry of Magic to postpone the trial, or to keep the trial secret - no matter how bad it is, you can also hide my undercover agent. Identity. You're not a man of the rules, Mr. Hepp, you could have done it, but you didn't do anything in the end!"

Felix looked at him and said, "Because you don't need it anymore. At this point, you have very little effect." Malfoy was startled, and almost thought Felix would raise his wand in the next second. After chanting the Killing Curse, he was stunned for a few seconds before realizing that the person in front of him was not the Dark Lord.

He calmed down, pondered in his heart for a while, and a thought suddenly emerged.

He asked tentatively: "The Dark Lord - the power of the Dark Lord has been greatly reduced, and less than one-tenth of the core members of the Death Eaters are left, which can be said to be a heavy loss. Do you think he will suspect that there is an inner ghost, I will wait Is there any danger of exposure?"

"There's a reason for that," Felix said slowly. "We should be considerate of him, don't you think? Allow him to make excuses for his failure and set up another target so he doesn't look suspiciously at him. other people……"

Obviously Lucius Malfoy was the target, and he realized it unpleasantly, staring at the moment, but Felix didn't have much psychological burden, and Lucius's Occlumency was just barely in his eyes. Reluctantly, it is time to get out now and escape the whirlpool of right and wrong.

Lucius' gray eyes showed a look of shock.

"I get it! It's not me that you want to protect, no, it's not just me..." He hissed and inhaled the cold air. The humid air in early April made his internal organs congeal, and he whispered in a weak voice : "You have to protect the real spies."

Felix blinked, but didn't respond.

Lucius Malfoy's guess was very close to the truth: by now, all the stages were set up, and the unrelated characters—such as the Death Eaters—had no more roles. Neither Felix's side, nor Voldemort, no longer paid attention to them.

The only person who could intervene, or even play an important role in it, was Severus, so his safety was the biggest concern.

Did Snape really lie to Voldemort? Felix was not sure, he only knew that the last time Voldemort gambled all his power, but he lost a mess, and Voldemort would reflect if he had a little brain.

Suspecting that there is an internal ghost is an inevitable threshold, not to mention that you can pass the responsibility to others to make yourself not so useless.

Once Voldemort turned his suspicious eyes on these people, Lucius was the first to run away, and how could Snape, who was nailed into the heart of Hogwarts and the Order of the Phoenix by him, be an exception? Snape is still safe and sound, except for his superb acting, the most important point is that he is important to Voldemort, irreplaceable, just like that Bellatrix.

It was then necessary to dispel Voldemort's doubts - even if only in part, or to divert his gaze. Best-case scenario: Voldemort gritted his teeth in hatred of Lucius, and Severus had a better life and a higher chance of being trusted.

Felix doesn't have to do anything.

He has done enough before, those in the game will naturally assess the situation on both sides of the war, and it is not surprising that there is a soft head jumping out to surrender, and even Felix can arrange one for himself. I just didn't expect to be lucky, I met Selwyn on the first day.

"I almost forgot one thing," Felix said after a while, "Give me your hand, Lucius."

Lucius stretched out his right hand blankly, is he saying goodbye to him? "No, it's the other one," Felix said. Lucius trembled, he knew what was going to happen next! He raised his left hand tremblingly, and with the other he lifted his sleeve to reveal the tattoo-like pattern of the Dark Mark on the inside.

"It might hurt a little," Felix said, grabbing his arm.

Thick black smoke billowed from the place where the palm of the hand touched the black demon mark, the skin became hot, and it hurt like a fire. Lucius' expression was in pain, and he couldn't help but let out a "hoho" moan.

"Be patient, there is Voldemort's magic in the Dark Mark, and there must be no residue left."

A few minutes later, Felix wielded a wisp of dark, evil magic in his hand and carefully collected it. Together with the harvest at Malfoy Manor, his purpose this time has been completed.

Narcissa, who was standing at the door, quietly put away her wand, came over to help her husband, and the two stared at the skin on his left arm - the skull mark had completely disappeared.

"Thank you, thank you." Lucius said through gritted teeth.

"You're welcome. As of today, you're not a Death Eater," Felix said.

...

After returning to school from the safe house, he handed the letter to Draco.

"Your parents are safe now, they've been moved to a safe house, do you know what a safe house means?" Felix said softly: "They want you to stay at school for the holidays, and you can see the rest for yourself. , your mother wrote a lot..."

Draco took the thick, crumpled envelope.

"When the paper comes out tomorrow, you may endure some of the talk, including your friendships - are you still friends with Crabbe and Goyle? Oh well... I'm sure you can handle it. If you want to If it doesn't make sense, I'll be happy to answer it, or you can ask Professor Snape."

He thought about it for a while and had nothing to add, "Well, that's it, let's go."