Until late at night, the village of Hogsmeade became quiet and Felix suddenly moved.

He stood up from his chair, stepped out, and appeared on a huge stone among the Hogwarts mountains. At night the forest was howling, and unknown beasts howled. Felix turned around and looked at the big hole in the rock wall, where there was already a man, with his hood, and blended with the darkness.

The wizard lifted his hood to reveal Lucius Malfoy's pale and thin face.

Felix carefully observed Malfoy's expression, and for a while, he asked softly: "Did Voldemort lose his temper?"

"I've been hit by a few savages." Lucius tried his best to make his tone seem unconscious, "This is the best result, and I almost couldn't help but reveal it. Then everything is over."

"What reason did you use to get away with it?" Felix asked curiously: "To be honest, you are a little tougher than I thought. It has been ten hours since I passed the message to you. I have been waiting for you to call me to save you, or to receive your decision to migrate your family."

Lucius Malfoy glared at him fiercely.

"I know that the diary is very important to him. When he handed it to me, I asked me to keep it properly and wait for him to give orders before taking action... Tonight I told him that I was loyal to him. I heard the news of the suspected master three years ago, but he never showed up. So I gritted my teeth and sent the diary he handed to me to Hogwarts, hoping that the news that the secret room was opened would attract his attention..."

Felix speculated on Voldemort's psychology.

At that time, Voldemort had already made many Horcruxes, and he didn't pay too much attention to diary. Compared to the life-saving value of Horcrux itself, he actually regarded the diary as a weapon more.

Judging from the information revealed by Lucius, this involves an unfinished plan. Perhaps Voldemort wanted to use the diary Horcrux to open the secret room, kill several students, and take the opportunity to overthrow Dumbledore, so that his power could penetrate into the ancient magic school.

This matter was very suitable to Lucius Malfoy, who was the Hogwarts school manager at the time, but the timing had to be clever enough, so Voldemort handed over the diary to Malfoy and asked him to go home and wait for the news. Then... well, Voldemort was gone soon.

"Voldemort summoned you alone?"

"yes……"

"He also summoned Bellatrix?"

Lucius was surprised, "That's it, we don't know the order." He thought for a while and said, "I didn't realize the abnormality if you didn't say it, because he has always been secretive during this period and has summoned believers alone. It is rare that there are other people present..."

Felix nodded, "You should be the first, Bellatrix is ​​the second, and then... it seems Voldemort will be very busy tonight, and of course, his temper will become worse and worse... Lucius?"

Lucius looked at him.

"If Voldemort suddenly summons you again these two days, hurry up and pack up and run away. But if he holds it up, he can keep staying."

"Why?"

"Because I can't guarantee that he will vent his anger with you." Felix said quietly.

In the next two days, many wizards who participated in the ancient magic and cultural exchange activities left early. Most of these people were tourists. They simply wanted to see the birth and development process of a new discipline. As a result, what happened on the venue was much beyond their psychological endurance, and they chose to leave with lingering fear.

When the Ministry of Magic re-registration was re-registered, there were about 200 tents unclaimed.

But more people choose to stay.

The idea of ​​these people was also very simple. They saw a thrilling battle. To be honest, they had been mentally prepared for Dumbledore's strength - after all, they had accumulated fame for more than half a century. Judging from the scene at that time, Dumbledore was worthy of his title of "the greatest white wizard".

Surprisingly, Felix Happ.

He had a certain reputation in many countries before. Of course, people know his name differently. Some people know him through the books he wrote, some learn him through the "Future World" company, and some people know Felix's name because they personally experienced the riots in the Quidditch World Cup final camp.

But if they were asked to accurately position a position, they would be confused. Are they a Muggle research expert? an outstanding businessman? an ancient demon culture professor? or a memory therapy expert? They would probably start arguing themselves.

It was not until the ancient magic and cultural exchange ended that wizards around the world had a unified understanding of the name Felix Hepp: he was a great wizard who stood on the same level as Dumbledore.

When the reporters who participated in the event sent the news back to their country, everyone was shocked, and then people rushed over to collect first-hand information.

Historians, staff members of the Ministry of Magic of various countries, journalists of newspapers and magazines, members of the Anti-Dark Magic Alliance, and Alchemy Association applied for entry, and then they couldn't wait to arrive at Hogsmeade. They first visited and filmed the scorched earth outside the village, and then listened to Felix Happ's personal explanation of his understanding of magic texts. When they were free, they casually asked someone to interview them, and learned about the two thrilling battles from their witnesses.

And long before this, the newspapers in the British magic world were already in full swing.

The reporters and photographers who came over on the first day were each busy. In addition to washing photos, they also had to rush for ten manuscripts at the same time. Rita Skit once again showed his extremely professional ability to make up for it. A vivid article often takes only ten minutes to be released, but her writing style is becoming more and more sensational.

The new editor of "Prophet Daily" has a headache about this.

"Listen, 'Three people standing at the top of the world' - how could they count Voldemort?" In the library, Hermione read the title of the article with disgust.

"To some extent, she was right." Ron said with a weird expression: "I remember there was another article titled "The power of love awakens the boy who survived the disaster," tsk."

Harry turned his head embarrassedly. He didn't know how to explain his relationship with Ginny to Ron. He said it was close. After school started, they didn't say much except at the front line observation station, but to say it was far away... Harry's thoughts flew, and he remembered the kiss at the underground training ground of Black's old house.

"Marfalda is coming to pester you again?" Ron asked.

"What?" Harry looked in the direction of his sight and found Marfalda. She hid behind a pile of thick books, looking like a copy of Hermione's first grade, but Harry could guarantee that Hermione was only competing with her in her desire to win and lose her homework, and other places - such as the pathological desire to snoop and revenge, Marfalda was better.

"Another Rita Skit," said Ron.

"You said she was Gidro Lohart some time ago." Hermione stabbed him.

"Is there any difference between the two of them?" Ron muttered.

At this time, Harry saw Draco Malfoy walking into the library sickly, sitting alone on the table in a daze.

"What's wrong with him?" Harry asked, he hadn't seen Malfoy in the past two days.

"It is said that he is sick. Li Jordan met him when he went to the school hospital to stop his nose bleeding." Ron said vaguely. Harry immediately understood that Li Jordan must have taken the risk of trying out the quick-acting skipping sugar developed by Fred and George. He remembered that there was a candy named Nougat.

Ron seemed to have forgotten to cause trouble for Harry at this time, and he came over and lowered his voice, "Maybe it was to cover up the fact that he had left the school," he showed a meaningful look, "Professor Happ forced us to swear not to tell what he was there at that time, otherwise he would seal our mouths with magic."

"The professor didn't say that!" Hermione shouted in annoyance.

"Okay, I guessed," Ron shrugged, "he looked quite serious anyway."

This time Hermione did not refute.

Harry looked at the absent-minded Draco and felt very complicated. He followed the agreement and did not tell Ron and Hermione the truth about the diary Horcrux, which made Harry feel that his relationship with Malfoy had undergone a subtle change. Harry could not say whether it would be better or worse, but Malfoy seemed to be invisible on important matters again.

Once he took the initiative to hand over the diary Horcrux; once he experienced the Hogsmeade battlefield personally.

There was a shadow of Professor Haypu both times...
Chapter completed!