Chapter 630 Returning in Disappointment (Seeking a monthly ticket!)

"Felix Hep?"

Nicole Noel repeated the visitor's self-introduction in a low voice, and suddenly waved her wand. The air made a "swooshing" sound, and then a sharp sound like a blade cutting through paper exploded in her ears.

But her magic did not hurt anyone, and did not even fly very far.

Three or four feet in front of the woman, several dazzling strong lights burst out of thin air, and a solid stone wall appeared, deflecting the spell. Nicole Noel was shocked. What level of transfiguration was this? She stepped back subconsciously -

there was another wall behind her. Her hand that was not holding the wand touched the rough and cold rock surface, and her heart sank little by little like a drowning person. All her senses told her that the wall was extremely real, and there was no flaw at all. She even suspected that the person in front of her was Dumbledore in disguise. But something happened that she couldn't understand. The solid wall that blocked the spell was quickly stripped of color and turned into simple lines like a fine brush painting. Felix Hepp's statue-like figure was looming.

Finally, the lines flickered a few times and merged into the darkness.

Nicole Noel stared at Felix's silver eyes and opened her mouth in surprise.

"Your eyes... do you also have a gift for prophecy?"

"Are you talking about Grindelwald? His eyes used to be similar to mine?" Felix asked with interest, "I worked with him for more than a month and didn't notice it. I thought it was always blue."

"No, you are different from him," Nicole Noel whispered, "He only has one eye of a different color, which represents a rare gift for prophecy."

"That's right." Felix paused and made a voice of gratitude, "Then, can we have a good chat now? You don't seem to intend to hide your identity. That's easy. There are many saints, but because of this, it's hard for me to judge how close they are... It's great that you can show up on your own initiative."

"Don't try to get any secrets from me." Nicole Noel said vigilantly.

"Even if it's been half a century?" Felix asked.

"For some people, our cause has never ended, it's just dormant for a while."

"Ah, I see, you're here to find the leader." Felix said. After a short silence, he asked again in the face of the opposite guarded eyes, "I'm curious, what does it feel like to believe in someone unconditionally?"

The woman's eyes burned with anger, "Are you kidding me? This is very ungraceful and does not match your international reputation."

"No, no, I'm really interested... Among the groups I've come into contact with, it is said that only the Saints have a strong cohesive force. Of course, I mean the core members of the Saints. Do you know the Death Eaters? The two seem to be completely incomparable." "Death Eaters?

" The woman sneered, "What is that?"

Felix smiled, "So? What does it feel like? To hand over part of your destiny to others, like the beliefs of Muggles?"

Nicole Noel looked at him scrutinizingly for a while, and after a while, a mysterious smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"I see." She sighed.

Felix expressed a hint of doubt at the right moment, but the woman kept silent.

There was a moment of silence. Then -

"I want to meet with Mr. Grindelwald."

"I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. Mr. Grindelwald... well, he has taken over the teaching position and no longer cares about the past. It's best not to disturb him. This is good for him and for you."

The atmosphere was tense again. "You want to be an enemy of the Saint?" Nicole Noel said arrogantly and indifferently.

"But ma'am, how many people can you represent?"

"Beyond your imagination." Nicole Noel said sternly, "I admit that you are very powerful, but how many people can you deal with? One thousand or two thousand? Or tens of thousands of wizards? Back then, the entire wizarding world did not dare to judge all the saints. Do you think you can represent those two million wizards?"

"Tsk, do you want me to remind you that Grindelwald was imprisoned for half a century?"

"He volunteered at the time!" Nicole Noel said loudly, her eyes bright, "But he is out now. No one in this world can fight against the Saints Army, not even Dumbledore. He can only play tricks and frame people. Mr. Hap, if you join us, you will definitely be valued. This is the only way to prevent Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and the British wizarding world from becoming ruins-"

"Interesting. Are you hinting that you are planning to provoke a wizard war?"

Felix said with a slight smile, but his tone became cold, "Do you know what I saw, ma'am? Bluffing threats, you are lying, You can only represent yourself. And when it comes to the Saints' Army--"

The pupils in his eyes were completely occupied by silver light, and the shrunken rune book rose and fell in the silver mist, with rune symbols flashing around it. This thing is different from the adult gift Felix gave to Hermione-the book in Hermione's hand was empty, and she needed to fill it with her own understanding of ancient runes, while Felix held the most powerful source of power for the rune master.

The surroundings became shadowy, and cold black walls loomed. Noisy voices appeared in the ears of the two, and young students passed by them and disappeared. The walls were connected, windows, stairs, and towers appeared one after another, and the overgrown woodland was quickly covered by the castle complex of tens of thousands of feet.

Nicole Noel turned back stiffly, and the cold air she exhaled condensed on the illusory window, reflecting a fearful face. She turned around and stared at Felix across half a corridor.

"I don't know how many people I can handle. Do you want to find someone to try?" There was a

moment of silence.

"Sorry, I'm a little excited." Felix said, and the magnificent castle in front of him disappeared bit by bit. "But I hate being threatened." He muttered. Especially a threat that could be realized. The woman in front of him couldn't do it, but Grindelwald might be able to.

If he really summoned thousands of wizards at once, he would have no choice but to escape.

"Anyway, your plan failed, ma'am. Come with me, I will hand you over to the British Ministry of Magic."

Fluttering, a brown owl swirled and fell.

The two of them watched the owl at the same time, threw a letter at Nicole Noel's feet, and flew away without looking back. It was too scary below, and it had finally found a chance to deliver the letter. It must eat more owl food when it returns.

The woman glanced at Felix, and seeing that Felix did not react, she picked up the letter, tore it open, pulled out the parchment inside, and read the contents on it.

She read the few short lines several times. She collapsed to the ground, her face pale, and her eyes seemed to lose focus.

"A reply from Grindelwald? So you have contacted him. What did he say?"

Nicole Noelle closed her eyes, and the letter was wrinkled by her.

"Is that so... You can leave, Ms. 'Noelle', and don't come back again." Felix issued an expulsion order.

"You won't arrest me?" Nicole Noelle asked weakly, and she opened her eyes.

"There's no need." Felix said, and suddenly disappeared.

The wind was whistling, and Nicole Noelle stayed where she was, looking in the direction of Hogwarts Castle, and left for a long time.

"The old man is really charming. After so many years, there are still people who miss him."

Felix was amazed, twisting a piece of illusory paper with his fingers. He shook his head and disappeared again, this time for real.

Grindelwald's refusal to come out was a positive sign. He didn't need to make a fuss. Who knew what the relationship between the two was? Maybe they were a couple? Felix only weighed the pros and cons and gave up throwing this hot potato to Ms. Bones.

She was under enough pressure recently. If the pressure was added, Felix was worried that she would go on strike.

In the new week, everything was normal at Hogwarts. Except for -

"Potter," Grindelwald stood on the podium and looked through a paper that was handed in. "Can you tell me what you wrote?"

Harry slowly stood up from his seat and said reluctantly, "Homework, sir."

"So you know." Grindelwald said softly, "You are not serious, Potter, so I'm sorry, you have to stay in class."

"But, sir -" Harry said unconvinced.

"I will listen to your explanation in the office, but not now, so as not to delay others," Grindelwald said calmly, "Let's continue with the class."

Harry sat back in his chair angrily, and Ron and Hermione cast sympathetic eyes at him. This was not the first time this had happened. Professor Bagshot did not relax his requirements just because he knew Harry. Instead, he became more strict.

Often, the same paper might be passed under another name, but it was full of loopholes when it came to Harry. I didn't expect that it would lead to detention.

"...Since your skills in 'disguising your Muggle identity' are too mediocre, more than half of you failed. This also means that you may attract the attention of Muggle law enforcement officers at any time, and if some of you take out your wands carelessly, you may suffer a fatal counterattack."

"We have learned in the last class that the speed of conventional firearms exceeds the speed of sound. Does anyone still remember what this number is? - Very good, Miss Granger - and ordinary wizards, I mean those who are proficient in casting silent spells, have an average speed of only about one-third. Unless you are a great wizard who can control magic beyond your body, you can only listen to my class obediently..." "It

is safer to discover danger in advance than to face it head-on. A more effective way is to use magic such as the extrasensory spell to enhance your perception and detect the existence of danger in advance." "

Now form a group of two, one standing with his back to the other, the former uses the extrasensory spell, and the latter condenses the spell on the tip of the wand, but do not fire it... Let me see how far you can go."