Chapter 328 I Want to Play Too! (Two Chapters in One)

It was Lupine's guess that the Minister of Magic, Fudge, would be influenced to send Aurors to the school to check while Dumbledore was out of school because of his troubles.

He has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, has experienced wars, experienced discrimination that is more desperate than wizards' discrimination against Muggles, and wandered on the fringes of wizarding society.

This is a fighter with a keen enough sense of struggle.

Things really happened as Lupine expected, before the Auror office left, he got a warning through some channels—run away.

Lupine didn't run.

Sitting quietly in the office waiting for the Ministry of Magic's review.

This is something that Anton seems very humiliating. Why do you check if you want to check, and I have to cooperate with you obediently and give you face?

But Lupine didn't see it that way. He explained to Anton in detail the principles of the game of struggle.

"It seems that I am at a disadvantage, but because Dumbledore is here, I am at a disadvantage, they are at a disadvantage, and we have the initiative."

"This kind of opportunity is hard to come by, and it is very difficult to obtain this kind of initiative at other times."

"Not to mention that Dumbledore will get more room to maneuver, and I will also get a more relaxed environment for my cursed Defense Against the Dark Arts professorship."

Seeing that Anton still didn't understand, Lupine just smiled gently.

"Sometimes we lose money, but get more."

Hehe~

Anton sneered.

He didn't want to suffer, so he went to a f*cking game of struggle. The essence of the wizarding world is to be crushed by high-ranking people. Dumbledore was too kind, so he was kicked on the nose every day.

If you let Grindelwald or Voldemort be the headmaster, let alone suspect that Lupine is a werewolf, you will really tell everyone that Lupine is a werewolf. Do you think the Ministry of Magic dares to say anything?

"Check me?"

"That comes at a price."

Since they are enemies and not friends, and everyone is neither relatives nor relatives, and I have already handled everything properly, then don't blame him for being rude.

...

At night, shortly before the moon was about to rise, there was a bang bang bang sound on the viaduct in front of Hogwarts Castle.

This is the only place at Hogwarts where 'Apparition' is allowed, and only by invitation or by the Ministry of Magic.

The senior students knew about the special sound of apparition, and they screamed, and the little wizards crowded around the windows and corridors to look out.

I saw a lot of people wearing suits and leather shoes, woolen coats, and magic wands in their hands.

The leader was a middle-aged wizard, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, walking like a big stride, with broad shoulders and a figure that looked like a big lion.

Tea-brown wavy long hair, a big forehead, and sharp eagle-like eyes.

It was the director of the Auror office, Rufus Scrimgeour.

Lupine had told Anton about the director's life in detail. Scrimgeour was a standard politician and a standard Auror. He devoted his life to fighting dark wizards.

Strong wrists, tough personality, iron and blood are relentless.

A very powerful character.

Ps: Later, he became the Minister of Magic, and was finally tortured by Death Eaters. Harry Potter insisted on not saying anything, and was killed.

McGonagall brought a few professors to the viaduct and negotiated with Scrimgeour for a long time. Finally, Scrimgeour took out the documents from the Ministry of Magic and had no choice but to let them go.

Scrimgeour beckoned, and the Aurors behind them walked towards the castle. They obviously got some news and divided into two teams. One team rushed to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office, and the other team rushed to the other side of the Black Lake. cabin.

McGonagall looked at Scrimgeour coldly, pursed her lips, "Your Ministry of Magic must give us an explanation."

Scrimgeour sighed, took off his glasses and wiped them, "Aurors have always followed orders. Without the signature of the Minister of Magic, it is impossible to carry out such a large-scale operation."

McGonagall was not satisfied with his evasion, "As far as I know, Fudge doesn't have such great authority in the Auror office, you can completely dismiss it."

Scrimgeour shrugged, slowly put on his glasses, and stared at her, "Professor McGonagall, someone reported that there were werewolves in Hogwarts, and there were a lot of things that violated the regulations of the Ministry of Magic. I had to come."

"You know the danger of Wolfsbane. If something goes wrong, there are so many little wizards here, it will be a huge disaster."

"Study black magic, form Dumbledore's Army..." Scrimgeour sneered, "I think this must be a misunderstanding, it will affect Dumbledore's reputation, there are discussions everywhere, I can help... "

McGonagall took a step forward coldly, staring into his eyes, "Rufus Scrimgeour, this is a Hogwarts matter, you don't need to ask!"

The meaning in the words is that it's none of your business!

Scrimgeour also didn't flinch, his slightly squinted eyes were full of stern sharpness, "Professor McGonagall, you have no idea how much we Aurors have paid to fight against dark wizards. During the decades I have been an Auror , personally buried countless colleagues in the grave."

"Personally sent countless colleagues to St. Mungo's Magic Injury Hospital. Some were missing arms and legs, some had their eyeballs gouged out, and some were completely insane."

"I absolutely don't allow us Aurors to sacrifice outside. The only magic school in our country has cultivated dark wizards year after year!"

There was no expression on McGonagall's tense face, but he just looked at him quietly, "School rules and discipline, this is our Hogwarts business, it's not up to the Aurors to take care of it!"

"Rufus Scrimgeour, I have to make it clear to you that if you find nothing this time, you will be fired. I won't even regret it."

Scrimgeour put his hands into the pockets of his suit trousers, and stared at the Auror rushing towards the cabin from the viaduct, "Then we will wait and see."

He could see the Aurors surrounding the cabin in three echelons, and the first two made a gesture and burst open the door, waving their wands and unleashing a spell of light.

"Merlin's beard!"

Professor McGonagall screamed, and looked at Scrimgeour angrily, "They are just children, and you are treating them the same way you would deal with a dark wizard!"

She slowly drew out her wand, "Tell them to stop, this is not a formal law enforcement procedure, otherwise I will be rude."

Scrimgeour pursed his lips, pulled his hands out of his trouser pockets, and crossed them in front of his stomach, indicating that he gave up resistance.

He looked dimly, "It's a very important moment, I can only make such a decision."

"yes?"

Professor McGonagall raised his wand, but Scrimgeour didn't flinch, and even took a step closer, putting his forehead under the wand.

"Heh~" Professor McGonagall twitched his mouth slightly.

"Disarm you!"

Shh~

The wand in Scrimgeour's woolen coat flew out and was thrown to the ground in the distance.

And Scrimgeour, as if hit by a big truck at high speed, was hit by the impact of the curse and flew high.

Fly, fly, fly freely out of a big parabola.

The strength was so great that he couldn't control his body at all.

"All petrified!"

Shh~

Before it fell, it was still flying, and it was hit by the spell again.

Scrimgeour's body glowed with the luster of stone, and with a thud, he fell viciously on the bridge deck, rubbed against the ground for a long time, and finally stopped at Professor Snape's feet, with an expression of disbelief still frozen on his face.

Professor McGonagall met the strange and indescribable gazes of Professor Snape and Professor Flitwick, shrugged, and lightly straightened his wizard robe, "I am the vice-principal of the school, and I have an obligation to protect the children."

As she said that, she smiled a little embarrassedly, turned her head up, and with the light of the spell on her body, she rushed towards the direction of the cabin quickly.

The magic power extends, and everything around her is collapsing towards her, and it seems that the position she is in is extending outward.

Her speed is extremely fast, and the changes on the other side of the cabin are even faster.

I saw the light of the spell pouring out of the hut like a mist, and there were laughter and joy wherever it passed.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Professor McGonagall stared, and instantly transformed into a tabby cat. His dexterous body made a sharp 180-degree turn in mid-air. With a kick of his hind legs, he barely escaped from the mist of the spell.

She was quick to react, and the Aurors weren't so lucky.

Except for the Aurors on the outermost layer of the encirclement who saw that the situation was wrong and released the Iron Armor Curse or hurriedly stopped, everyone laughed wildly.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

They are so happy, so happy.

There was a middle-aged wizard who probably liked to laugh usually, but now he was almost kneeling on the ground, clutching his stomach and laughing until his whole body twitched.

The corner of Mag's eyes twitched, and he quickly backed away again.

Oh~

The scene in front of me was too familiar.

She remembered that night, Anton released a tickle curse that spread throughout Hogwarts Castle, making everyone laugh for a long time.

But at that time, there was no such power at all!

This is no longer a simple tickle curse!

Not only does it make people laugh from the body, it seems to touch the soul, as if the cursed Aurors only think of the happiest things in their minds, they laugh from the bottom of their hearts.

Smile extraordinarily bright.

You know, Aurors have undergone special training, and they generally don't laugh unless...

Professor McGonagall took a slow breath.

Looking at this scene, for some reason, she suddenly felt that it was normal for Anton to be beaten by Aurors.

An Auror who was near her almost died of laughter, and a paleness gradually appeared on his face.

However, the mist of spells surging in the hut was still endless, as if they had no intention of letting them go.

"Hahaha...hahaha..."

The Aurors laughed so happily, their bodies twitched in the snow, under the moonlight, and in the cold wind blowing snowflakes.

Faintly, there was a smell of urine wafting along the wind.

"!!!"

The Aurors in the outermost circle looked at each other, waved their magic wands, knelt down and inserted their wands into the ground, shouting, "Stop the spell!"

Combine spells!

I saw the light of the curse surging from each wand, turning into a huge disc, covering everything in front of them.

Finally, the fog of spells disappeared.

They all breathed a sigh of relief, some looked at the hut cautiously, and some rushed forward to help their colleagues.

But at this time!

"Woooooo~~~~"

The train whistle sounded.

"Besides, besides~~~~"

A train made of clay drove out of the hut, similar to a small train in an amusement park. You can see that there is an Auror in each train car.

Before everyone had time to react, the soil beneath them quickly surged up, turning into carriages and trapping them.

The little train whimpered and went faster and faster, connecting the carriages behind it.

In the end, the soil on the ground extended out of the track, and the high-speed train flew along the track!

Ahead is a huge corner.

The track continues to extend, and thrilling roller coaster projects are slowly produced, while the speed of the little train is getting faster and faster.

The mist of the curse filled the cabin again...

As a result, the Aurors in the little train compartment seemed to relive the good times of their childhood again, screaming and laughing happily at the same time.

Several Aurors who were far away looked at each other.

On such a train that has been traveling at a speed of 120 yards in mid-air, they dare not even release the 'Spell Stop'. If this transfiguration is banned, they dare not imagine what kind of situation their colleagues will be in. fly out.

In the distance, Professor McGonagall sighed, reverted to human form, and held his wand tightly.

She was a little worried about the Aurors now.

I hope Anton can distinguish the seriousness of the matter, and don't really play these Aurors to death.

Transfiguration.

Professor McGonagall looked at this scene and felt extremely happy. Look, what a perfect transfiguration.

Look, what an interesting ingenuity.

Look, what a delightful scene.

She rubbed her wand with both hands, forced to hold back her turbulent heart, and wished that she was the one fighting Auror now, so that she could also try such an interesting transfiguration.

Ahhh~~

I want to play too!

No, no, no, hold back, be steady!

Well, it's a bit late, but it's not 12 o'clock yet, so it's still today's update, hahaha, I finally caught up. Today, there is finally an update of almost 10,000 words, happy.