Sislater's eyes kept struggling, and she was desperately resisting Felix's peeping into her memory. Cecil, who was beside him, pulled out his wand and hesitated whether to attack.

Felix's previous performance was really too exaggerated, and he was not sure at all.

But Felix had already got what he wanted, and he whispered: "Ifamoni...Ifamoni's students, that's it. But why, what kind of law causes such dissatisfaction?"

Sislet's face was pale and closed his mouth tightly.

But Felix showed a stern expression, "Yes, the Rapaport Act...but I remember, this law has been abolished, and that's what you just said?"

During the war, Silester angrily shouted at the attackers: "It has been abolished in 1965!" What he received was a burst of angrily and insults. She was called a "liar", which should be the key to the problem.

The witch named Cecil rubbed her chin dejectedly: "Just a small part was abolished."

Felix looked over, and Cecil turned his head and explained in a low voice: "The remaining entries have been incorporated into other laws, especially the content on the relationship between Ma Chicken, and the restrictions are still strict - wizards from Ma Chicken and a generation of mixed-race must report the relationship list and receive regular home inspections from the professionals of the Magic France Association. We also have a special memory removal team, ready to eliminate the 'ultrasound and dangerous' memories at any time."

Silester whispered: "To prevent the exposure of the magical world."

"There are many students like this?" Felix looked at Cecil.

"Depending on how you understand, the most common ones must be all kinds of mixed races. But which side do you think they will tend to?"

"So, are you fighting a war that is doomed to fail?"

The witch closed her eyes in pain.

Felix didn't say anything else. It had nothing to do with him. He was just suddenly feeling a little irritated.

As his eyes swept across the ruins, his face changed, the wand in his hand danced quickly, and large patches of bricks, dust and broken tables and chairs floated into the air, and others looked at him inexplicably.

On the edge of the ruins, a black-robed wizard appeared, and blood was left on his chest.

"Who is this?" Silester screamed in horror, and she murmured silently: Never be a student, never be a student...

The young Auror who had been taking care of Maxwell's face was dull, this...this seemed to be the magic he used?

Felix strode forward and squatted on the ground. He lifted the black mask, a pale witch, who was also not old.

The others were surrounded by the side with a nervous mood. Her face was bloodless, her chest was undulating, and her blood was mixed with dust on the ground, making her look like a corpse that had just been dug out.

"I, did I kill someone? Or was it a student?" the young Auror murmured.

"It's over, everything is over!" Silest collapsed on the ground.

Several Muggle research experts had solemn expressions, one of them took off the iris hat from his head.

Felix didn't say anything. He looked at the young witch carefully, his fingers gently pressed against the wound, and a trace of black mist spread along his fingers, which soon turned the tips of his index fingers darkened.

"Is this a cursed black magic?" Felix asked the young Auror.

“Yes, yes.”

Felix nodded, and he took out various bottles and jars from the ring.

"Is she still saved?" asked the young Auror hopefully, and his expression looked at Felix like a god: "Can you come back to life?"

Everyone present looked at Felix with anticipation, hoping to hear a positive answer from him. At this moment, they hoped that a miracle would happen.

"No, I can't." Felix said cruelly, and the next second he changed his subject, "but she was not dead."

He picked out a small black bottle and dripped the potion from the bottle on the witch's chest. The wound sizzled and wisps of black mist scattered.

Then, Felix took out a small white bottle and dripped it on it, and the wound healed quickly.

"She...she's alive?" Silester asked stutteringly.

Felix waited quietly. After almost half a minute, the witch's chest rose and fell for a moment, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You did it! You did it! From now on, you will be the person I admire the most!" The young Auror was so excited that he was incoherent.

Felix smiled and said with emotion, "You have to thank one of my potion master friends, who has helped a lot. Of course, I also have to thank me for taking risks with him..."

The potion in the black bottle is the black root grass discovered by Felix and Damocles Belby during the expedition to Forbidden Forest.

At that time, Belby told him that the potion made of black root grass is effective in healing the damage of black magic. After returning, he took some of the materials and gave them to Belby, and Belby gave him a small bottle of potion half a month later.

...

"Sir, you, your finger?" said the young Auror.

"By the way, there is also this, I forgot if you don't say it." Felix stared at his dark index finger and gently twisted it, and a wisp of black mist was directly extinguished.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

Figures appeared one by one, and the support from the French Ministry of Magic arrived.

"Mr. Moore." Felix greeted one of them.

"Mr. Happ? I'm very happy to see you. Wait a moment, I'll handle the official business first, and we'll reminisce about it later." said the middle-aged man with blonde curly hair.

He turned his head and ordered his men: "Notify the treatment team and the memory team to check the nearby Muggles. Also, where is Cobert? Let him come to see me!"

Maxwell, who was pulled over to explain just now, angrily squirted about Silester. His French language, which was soothing tone, was sluggish, and various national curses were mixed in between.

Silester stood aside with a dark face.

After a full ten minutes, Golesworthy Moore, the director of the Magic and Law Enforcement Division, strode over and he enthusiastically held Felix's hands: "Thank you very much for everything you do, Felix! Our young man is really too impulsive sometimes, but he can't blame him all," he glanced at the awkward Cialis and Cecil. "If some people hadn't played with it, we would have been kept in the dark from beginning to end."

"I will give this to the International Wizards Federation in full, and I think Dumbledore will not tolerate this happening."

"We are also fighting criminals, Mr. Moore." Silester took a deep breath and explained.

Moore stared at the ginger eyes and asked loudly: "Do you call the students who are still in school a criminal?"

Silester pursed his lips and said stiffly: "Age and whether to violate the law are two different things. You should have this awareness, Director Moore!"

"Then do they have any extreme actions? Don't think about cheating me, I know more than you think! Secret gatherings, developing members, delivering flyers, running newspapers privately, and writing anonymous letters... You may have thrown all of these letters into the trash can, and you don't even look at them. That's why today's things are right?"

Felix was not interested in their quarrel, he offered his farewell, and Moore happily agreed and made an appointment to meet later. The next second, his figure appeared on the seventh floor of the hotel.

"Professor Bubaji?" he said loudly in the corridor.

After a while, a door was pushed open, Bubaji looked at it, and then smiled after finding it was Felix, "Thank God, you're finally back."
Chapter completed!