Finally, Felix understood that another of Dumbledore's backup plans had appeared.

Of the three Deathly Hallows, in addition to Harry's Invisibility Cloak, Dumbledore had the other two in the last few years of his life. Felix originally thought that

with the disappearance of the Resurrection Stone, the Deathly Hallows could no longer be gathered, and the Elder Wand also lost its meaning with Dumbledore's undefeated death.

"Dumbledore asked you to hand it over to me?" Felix asked softly, he wanted to explore Dumbledore's true thoughts.

"He let me judge for myself." Snape's eyes struggled a little, "He said he would rather see the ownership of the Elder Wand become a permanent mystery, but he was worried about major changes in the wizarding world in the future... It should be now.

Felix carefully examined Snape's face. "I don't think it's time yet." He said. Snape's expression froze.

"The situation is not that bad - the window for dialogue has been opened, we can remain optimistic to a certain extent, compared to the sporadic riots in some places abroad, this side is relatively stable - oh, by the way, Future World Company has opened two new branches. "

Snape looked stunned.

"Dumbledore can't predict what's going on behind him, so he needs a pair of eyes - I think he must trust you very much." Felix said with emotion, "You can observe for a few more years. You must have more than one candidate in mind, right?"

Snape stared at him for a while, then slowly said, "You are the one in the front row, followed by... Potter," he paused, "I also considered Minerva and Amelia Bones."

Felix helped him analyze with interest. "Dumbledore knows that I have no shortage of sand wands. Remember that ebony wand? I found that I can integrate the Book of Runes into the wand, and I got a good one recently; as for Harry - well, he still has great potential, and he can go one step further with the Elder Wand, but you two don't like each other, so you definitely won't be willing to give it to him; Minerva... Well, she's not young after all; Amelia may have been very strong, but now as the Minister of Magic, she has no time or energy to study magic. She may be the most unlucky one among all the Ministers of Magic. "

So don't make decisions easily. There should be good candidates in the next generation or the next generation, and the key is that they can perfectly meet your wishes."

He concluded.

Snape took a deep breath, and anger appeared on his thin cheeks.

"What do you think this is? Now is the biggest crisis in the history of the wizarding world, and Grindelwald is fanning the flames everywhere--"

"Do you know what Grindelwald did?"

"I watched the news, Felix Hep!" Snape panted, "There are reports that he appeared in the land of chaos. He proposed the Ten Laws of Wizards. One of them is equal retaliation, and wizards are not weak creatures that can be bullied; another one calls on wizards to unite and not allow any behavior that steals wizard power to occur; for example, magic belongs to magic... These theories are very popular. "

"What do you think of these laws?" Felix asked calmly.

Snape's eyebrows were twisted into a ball.

"Too radical."

"But it sounds like it came from Grindelwald's mouth, doesn't it? Anyway, it can be changed. The relevant laws are still blank at present--" Felix said lightly, and Snape looked over in horror.

"Oh, what I mean is that Grindelwald can only shout slogans. We are the ones who are truly qualified to negotiate. "Felix said: "By the way, I actually have a more important thing. "

"What is it?" Snape's expression was serious.

"If the negotiations go smoothly, the two sides will inevitably have trade exchanges. Potions are an important part of it, but you should know that some potions are only effective for wizards--"

"Lupin told me." Snape interrupted.

"Yes, in the future, someone will need to do the potion formulas, laws, and standards surrounding ordinary people. " "

So you thought of me?"

"Yes."

"Slughorn is more suitable than me. "

"He is more suitable for dealing with government departments and is good at dancing with his sleeves, and he is happy to do so. I need someone who can calm down and do research. "

Felix said, "and it is obvious that I trust you more. "

The next day, the Ministry of Magic.

"Grindelwald really took action. "Ms. Bones said with a serious expression. She spread a newspaper on the table. Felix, senior officials of the Ministry of Magic and several members of the Order of the Phoenix stared at Grindelwald who was attacked by fire and artillery fire in the magic photo. The woman next to him was ignored by everyone.

"What's going on?" Arthur Weasley was so shocked that he couldn't breathe. He asked worriedly, "Did the war start?" He was not a senior official yet, but as the former director of the Office of Misuse of Muggle Objects, he was allowed to attend the meeting as an exception.

"Not yet, he is still bound by the oath." Ms. Bones said thankfully, "He was trying to save people."

"Save people?" Ludo Bagman's round eyes widened, and he pointed to the ruins in the photo. "He was trying to save people? Then who did these?" "

Of course it was the other person in the photo." Bones said with an ugly face, "Unfortunately, what I said is true. He didn't attack anyone. The Muggle TV station captured some pictures, which were more complete than the photos-Percy went to get the equipment. "

The office door was pushed open from the outside, and Percy walked in, followed by a projection device.

Percy stuffed a tape in, then pressed the button skillfully. After a moment, a series of moving pictures were projected on the wall. Everyone was staring. The picture in the camera kept shaking, but it still recorded the surrounding scenery.

The place looked like a chemical plant, and it was a bit desolate. There were barbed wire hanging on the tall walls, the gates were closed, and the propellers of the helicopter made a loud noise. A hand appeared in the picture, and then disappeared, accompanied by a quick and excited voice: "Over there! "

Then the camera turned to a corner of the factory.

Black flames rose into the air, pouring out from a row of windows and gaps on a huge flat floor that looked like a workshop. These black flames seemed to come from hell. The huge tongues of fire twisted like the palms of a giant. Now the palms were close together, and anything that could burn within the sight was swept into the sea of ​​fire.

Is this - Fiendfyre?" Mr. Weasley said weakly. The window suddenly broke open, and a figure jumped out with a tumble. It was a woman covered in black, with scratches on her hands and face, and her hair was a mess. She looked very embarrassed. But she laughed crazily. The people present recognized her as the woman standing with Grindelwald in the newspaper.

Everyone looked at this scene in shock. The woman waved her wand desperately, and the flames jumped high with the command of the wand, and there was a tendency to spread to all directions. Looking down from a high place, it was like smashing an ink bottle on the ground. The sound of reporters inhaling was heard in the picture.

"Edith Pandolani." Ms. Bones said, "The news came from the Magical Congress of the United States. Her daughter mysteriously disappeared not long ago. She sought help from the Magical Congress, but the Congress had already made a decision to completely hide, and naturally would not change for her. She disappeared for a few days, and no one knew what happened during that time. All we know is that at five o'clock this morning, she suddenly appeared here and released the terrifying Fiendfyre.

"Is her daughter dead?" Sirius asked with his eyes wide open.

"It's not clear yet-"

"Don't fool me!

"I really don't know," Ms. Bones sighed, "but there-" She pointed to the huge factory building, "is a secret laboratory, which should be built for wizards, so her daughter is likely not to survive, otherwise she wouldn't..."

The people in the office were solemn and silent, and the atmosphere seemed to freeze. Everyone looked at the picture quietly.

Edith Pandolani waved her wand with a large amplitude, making people feel her emotions, although she occupied a small proportion of the picture. As if it had life, the Fiendfyre gradually began to change shape. Balls of flame were thrown into the air, burning the ground black. Some of them almost hit her, but she had no intention of dodging them. Instead, she kept manipulating the flames to make them bigger.

"She wants to destroy this place." A senior official of the Ministry of Magic saw the clue.

"She can't do it! She is not proficient in magic." Someone said.

"Unless she wants to die." Another person shouted.

"Where did she learn this magic?"

"The investigation shows that--" Ms. Bones said with a grim face, "Edith Pandolani has never learned the Fiendfyre spell before. The

American Magical Congress found that she was just an ordinary wizard, and she was best at household magic."

"Could it be that Grindelwald helped her?" Someone asked, thinking of the two people in the same frame in the photo.

"There is no answer to this question either, but Grindelwald didn't show up at the first moment, and he seemed to have seen it through the live broadcast. You guys keep watching."

An ant-sized team emerged from the edge of the camera, and dense gunfire rang out. Edith Pandolani turned around to fight back, but she was soon injured and

hid behind a gray metal can. Someone in the special operations team shouted, but what responded to them was a series of red lights, so the team dispersed in an orderly manner and surrounded her from all directions.

A burst of flying sand and rocks.

Edith Pandolani seemed to have released an immature hurricane spell, and a 30-40-foot-high whirlwind spread outward with the gray metal can as the center. The offensive was temporarily suspended, and the woman's figure could not be seen from the screen for the time being. Suddenly, a hurried voice came from near the camera: "It's a military helicopter, great!"

Two helicopters passed by them and warned reporters to evacuate immediately through the radio, but the reporters ignored it, "They don't even have a fuselage number." The two armed helicopters rushed straight to the target, with missiles hanging under them. Then two machine guns came out of the cabin, and dense flames spewed out of the muzzles. For a moment, everyone thought that Edith Pandolani was finished. The smoke and dust cleared, and she was intact, but there was another person beside her - Grindelwald. Grindelwald held up a huge shield and blocked all the attacks, but he did not continue to attack, but lowered his head to talk to the woman.

The scene on the magic photo just matched what was happening now.

"Pull in! Pull in the camera!" The reporter shouted at the top of his voice, and the picture shook for a while, and then Edith Pandolani's desperate face appeared, but the despair was immediately replaced by joy, and then became hideous again. Unless you are in it, it is difficult to understand these changes. She pointed at the factory and said something fiercely.

Grindelwald shook his head slowly, he raised his palm to show her, and then looked at the black fire again, his lips moving. They seemed to have reached an agreement. The woman ignored the threat from behind and used her wand to command the Fiendfyre again. Everyone could see that she had no ability to control this magic. She just relied on her hatred to pile up flames. The consequence of doing so was that she would get out of control. But since Grindelwald was present, they were not sure of the outcome.

The sound of machine guns stopped briefly because of Grindelwald's sudden appearance, and then continued to fire. Two flames suddenly appeared under the helicopter. Grindelwald turned his head and looked at it. He waved his wand and the missiles exploded in the air.

Then, a small blue light gushed out from the tip of his wand, like liquid flames, or like burning water. The blue light disappeared out of thin air after flying a foot from the tip of the wand, as if it was transferred to another place. No one knew what magic Grindelwald used.

But the people in the conference room witnessed its effect the next second.

Missiles were fired one by one, and suddenly exploded automatically when they were hundreds of feet away from the two people, as if they hit an invisible wall. "It should be an invisible magic barrier in the air!" Sirius said excitedly.

In the next half minute, missiles exploded around the two people, but none of them could break through the barrier.

Grindelwald seemed to be doing it casually. After confirming that the helicopters and ground troops could not interfere with them, he set his sights on Edith Pandolani. Under the nourishment of extreme emotions, the Fiendfyre climbed to a certain peak and turned into a monster composed of black flames.

These monsters also inherited the state of mind of their masters. They seemed crazy and brutal, trampling the earth desperately and rushing in all directions. Edith Pandolani fell to the ground and watched all this happily.

The people in the Ministry of Magic realized that the spell was out of control.

Sure enough, the Fiendfyre monster pounced on the only two lives in the field and kept rushing at them, but was blocked outside by an invisible force.

Grindelwald pulled the woman up, raised his wand flatly, and instantly took control of the Fiendfyre. The black flames became extremely obedient in his hands, and the flame creatures were squeezed into a ball again, like a hideous monster entrenched in the original factory.

Then he waved his wand violently, and a hurricane a hundred times more powerful than the one Edith Pandolani had used before appeared out of thin air. This whirlwind seemed to connect to the clouds in the sky, and the black Fiendfyre was also torn and deformed by the strong wind, condensing into a stream and rushing towards them.

The Fiendfyre merged with the hurricane and then expanded rapidly. The helicopter in the sky dodged hurriedly, but the flames were not aimed at them. The entire factory was wrapped up and burned to a white ground. Grindelwald looked at the camera in the sea of ​​fire, and then the vortex of fire suddenly shrank, and the factory was wiped off the ground, along with Grindelwald and Edith Pandolani.

The helicopter slowly approached, and a huge deep pit appeared at the place where it was.

The scene ended here. The conference room fell into silence for a long time.

"The International Confederation of Wizards and the Magical Congress of the United States of America have all sent people to collect the whereabouts of the two, but in the end they found nothing. They are worried that this matter will lead to greater confrontation and conflict." Ms. Bones said dryly.

"Then let them go to find Grindelwald." Felix said uninterested.

The fire laboratory incident caused a great response around the world. The images they saw at the Ministry of Magic were analyzed and interpreted frame by frame by relevant departments of various countries. It was obvious that Grindelwald did not use his full strength. But the conclusion was still chilling.

"If this magic appeared in the city, it might destroy dozens of blocks."

Grindelwald's past experience was no longer a secret and was reported by reporters and the media. Correspondingly, the unbreakable oath and the Ten Laws of Wizards also appeared openly in Muggle newspapers, attracting waves of heated discussions and condemnations.

Several newspapers received letters from students. Two newspapers maintained a neutral attitude, and the remaining ones criticized these letters, perhaps trying to take the opportunity to attract protests from dissatisfied wizards. As a result, they naturally did not receive any follow-up letters.

But these are all trivial matters.

After Felix picked out the students who participated in the special afternoon tea, he immediately started special training for them. The Ministry of Magic also sent special people to train their etiquette and eloquence, which questions can be asked, which cannot be asked, how to deal with provocations, etc.

The students found that Professor Hepple seemed to have developed a new habit. He often looked up at the moon, looking thoughtful. Of course, this was a dangerous signal to Hermione.

"Professor, you are not thinking of going to the moon again, are you?"

"Miss Granger, do you think there are traces of ancient wizards on the moon?"

"Well, it's unlikely, right? If ancient wizards really lived on the moon, they would definitely leave some building debris that could be discovered by modern telescopes..."

"What if they used magic to cover up their existence?

" "Professor, words are not enough!"

"Well, actually I saw it in an ancient document..."

"Professor, your tone is weird. What's the name of the document? Can I see it?"

"...I won't show it to you. You will believe it when I bring back some antiques from the moon."

Felix was ready to tell a big lie - or maybe more than one.