When he saw Andrew Lee, Neville was stunned. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Soon his face turned a little unnatural, and Neville walked up to Xie An in a few steps and pulled the middle-aged witch away with her hair in a disheveled hair.

The two staggered, Neville didn't explain anything, and Xie acted as if he was blind and his eyes were full of air.

"Mom, why did you come out, didn't you tell you to rest?" Neville said in a soft voice to the middle-aged witch. The witch looked at Neville suspiciously, as if she didn't recognize her child.

"Come in, Mom. Rest well. I'll come back to see you soon. Looking at his mother's puzzled gaze, Neville said sadly.

Neville's mother looked at Neville's round face for a while, and then seemed to suddenly remember that this was her son, and she handed the chocolate baby pictures to Neville, and said with a smile, "Here, this is the children's favorite thing!"

Neville's mother smiled brightly and happily, but Neville's heart was like a knife, and he almost couldn't hold back his tears again.

"Okay, Mom, thank you. Neville clutched the pictures tightly, then gently helped his mother to the hospital room.

By the time Neville had brought his mother into the hospital room and came out of the room, Andrew Lee had disappeared.

"Grandma, what about that boy just now?" asked Neville.

"What boy, do you mean that dark-haired kid about your age?" asked Neville's grandmother.

"Well, it's him, he's my classmate at Hogwarts school, and he's a strong wizard. Neville said strangely.

Neville's grandmother looked absentmindedly at the door of the ward, and the look of exhaustion on the old man's face became even more apparent. Seeing that his grandson was still looking at him suspiciously, he thought about it before he returned: "That kid is very polite, so he secretly left in order not to embarrass you." He didn't look like a Hogwarts student at all. Neville looked at the end of the hallway, and Andrew Lee was long gone.

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In fact, this is not the first time Xie An has come to St. Mungo's Hospital, he was also born here. Wizards The wizards of England are not densely populated. Luckily, they have Floo fans who can apparate, so even though St. Mungo's Hospital is located in the city, wizards can get there quickly.

After pretending not to see Neville, Xie An hurriedly continued to walk deeper into the hospital. It is said that the bookstore owner was so traumatized in Azkaban that he almost died. At this time, he was undergoing long-term treatment in the hospital's Spell Injury Unit. After the fall of Azkaban, the Ministry of Magic seems to have forgotten about the pirate trader, and until now, has not asked him to return to serve his sentence.

After walking to the ward where the bookstore owner was, Xie An took a look and found that there were no Aurors outside to control the situation. This is slightly different from Xie An's estimate. Xie An also thought that the Ministry of Magic would arrange for a special Auror to watch over the prisoners who had temporarily come out of Azkaban.

Obviously, the Ministry of Magic doesn't have much energy to pay attention to these little things now, and the bookstore owner is probably already in a semi-free state. This is also beneficial to Xie An's actions.

The night was darker, and there was no one in the empty hallway. The occasional eerie laughter made the surrounding atmosphere even more eerie. The portraits on the walls are constantly saying strange things, and those famous doctors who used to be able to diagnose a whole lot of diseases for you just by looking at you.

A gray mist crept into the room. Of the three beds, only the one closest to the window was lying on it. The candle at the bedside had not yet been extinguished, and a slightly bowed wizard was reading a book under the lamp.

"Yes, yes, if you can print this book directly, it will definitely sell well. Just change the names of these Muggles, respell the names of places, and ask a few people to rearrange the plot. After the big sale, the losses during this period will definitely be regained. The wizard said excitedly as he quickly flipped through the book in his hand.

After confirming that the witch inside was the owner of the bookstore, Xie An began to crack the hospital's guardian barrier. Just as Hogwarts schools have enchantments to protect students. St. Mungo's Hospital also has a strong protective barrier. This barrier can detect the patient's condition and physiology, and if a rash action is taken, an alarm system will be triggered.

The gray mist slowly filled the room in the darkness, and the bookstore owner on the bed didn't feel anything. After a while, the boss felt a little tired, and slowly, the diluted mist evaporated more and more. The bookstore owner, who inhaled more and more of this gray mist, did not hold back his sleep, his neck crooked, and the book in his hand fell to the ground.

Xie An gently pushed open the door of the ward and slowly walked to the bookstore owner's bed. He needed some of the memories in this boss's mind, but unfortunately Xie An couldn't use the Regent to take the mind. In this case, Xie An can only adopt a more complicated method.

He took out the portkey he had prepared, and after making sure the bookstore owner had access to the portkey, he activated the teleportation.

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In London's Canary Wharf, in the middle of the street that had completely quieted, a dark shadow suddenly appeared. Xie An pulled the bookstore owner and teleported directly to the door of the apartment. After looking around vigilantly, Xie An knocked on the door with his wand, and immediately, the elf Victor opened the door.

"Young master, the master is already waiting for you upstairs. Madame is also there. Victor pointed at the bookstore owner, and the middle-aged wizard's body floated sideways, like a balloon, hovering behind Victor.

Xie An nodded and walked directly to the second floor.

The apartment was empty. The offices I passed by were still lively during the day, but at night, they were completely quiet like a cemetery. At the very end of the hallway, Xie An took out his wand again and tapped at the door at the end.

Originally, this was also an office, relying on the magic of magic, when Xie An opened this door, he went directly to another separate room full of magic patterns.

Victor followed closely behind, and the Count and Countess were sitting at a huge round table, the whole room was windowless, and dozens of silver candlesticks were suspended in the air, illuminating the whole room.

The entrance to the back vanished, and the broken patterns were reconnected. In this way, the entire space is completely enclosed.

"Dad, Mom, time is running out, I need to know where those six pages came from. Try and see if you can do it!" Xie An didn't talk nonsense, but pointed directly at the unconscious bookstore owner lying on the table.

"I'll try it with the Truth Elixir first, and when I know the situation, I'll use the Regent to find it, so it's faster. The Earl took out a small bottle from his bosom, the liquid in it was shining, and the Earl took out his magic wand and fed the liquid to the boss.

When she had finished feeding, the Countess pointed her wand at the shopkeeper and said, "Wake up quickly." ”

The bookstore owner slowly opened his heavy eyelids, saw the black ceiling, and before he could figure out anything, a voice said, "Out of body!"

Xie An's poplar staff glowed gray, and Lord Earl glanced at his son with some surprise.

"Andrew, the Ministry of Magic has strict controls on unforgivable spells, and if you are so reckless, you may be discovered by the Ministry of Magic. The Earl said with some concern.

"It's okay, Dad, these magic patterns can protect me. No amount of detection magic can know what's going on in this room. Xie An said in a low voice.

The bookstore owner felt a blank in his mind, and then he felt that happiness had suddenly come, and he didn't know why he was happy, but he just felt happy.

An ethereal and clear voice rang out: "Tell me your name, wizard ....."

.....

The interrogation went surprisingly smoothly. Under the dual control of the truth vomiting agent and the Imperius curse, the bookstore owner's little bit of brain occlusion technology instantly disintegrated. According to Xie An's intentions, the Earl repeatedly designed several questions to ask the bookstore owner, and finally asked the Countess to confirm the truth of the news with a receptive mind.

"Borgin-Bock shop, have you heard of this place?" Xie An looked at Lord Earl suspiciously.

"Borgin-Bock Store! This shop is not simple, it has a strong force behind it, it seems to be the property of an old pure-blood family! But I don't know the specifics, only that this shop runs a pawnshop-like business. The Earl said.

It turned out that the six-page book was not obtained by the bookstore owner himself. Rather, he occasionally bought it from the Borgin Burke store. These six pages are sandwiched inside a large pile of old books. Bookshop owners often buy second-hand books from the Borgin Bock store, fix them with magic, and sell them in their stores. The bookstore owner is an expert at fixing spells, and he has an ancestral craft. Some of the books were almost completely new after his careful restoration.

While restoring a very old book, the bookstore owner retrieved the six pages from the book.

The bookstore owner, who has been in the book business for a long time and knows a lot about magical ancient books, soon realizes that he has a treasure. It's a pity that this boss is not proficient in ancient magic scripts, and after some research, he didn't get any useful value in the end.

The bookstore owner hid the six-page book in his workshop as if it were a treasure, and in the end it was cheaper for Xie An.

After the loss of this treasure, the bookstore owner always thought that there was a special force targeting him, and he suffered a great disaster because of his husband's arms. I didn't know that it was actually an accident.

After determining the origin of the six-page book, Xie An sent the bookstore owner back to St. Mungo's Hospital.

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After rushing back to Hogwarts overnight, Sheaan had already handed over these matters to Lord Earl. Investigating such a matter is still the most convenient thing for the Earl's forces to act. Xie An is still a student after all, so it is not appropriate to come forward too much at this time.

And there are more important things that Xie An needs to deal with.

Early in the morning, when Xie An sat in Ravenkla's position, he found a familiar figure sitting next to Luna.

"Hey, morning!" Qiu Zhang smiled brightly at Xie An, his black hair was shining, his white face was in the shape of a goose egg unique to Orientals, his skin was slightly flushed in the cold morning, and his bright smile made Xie An overwhelmed for a while.

Fortunately, the long-term habit kept him calm and expressionless. Xie An sat on Luna's side and did not respond to Qiu's words.

Luna looked at the two people beside her, a helpless look on her face. Luna and Cho Chang have always had a very good relationship, although recently due to Andrew, the two have avoided each other in order to make a difference.

Early this morning, Cho appeared in the Great Hall in full Quidditch gear. She looked around, not knowing the figure she was looking for. I saw a blonde-haired Luna sitting alone at the Ravenkra table, covered in sweat and apparently just finished training. She sat down next to Luna, who looked at Cho with some surprise.

"Can I sit here?" asked Cho with a smile.

"Of course, Cho, lately, how are you?" Luna didn't know what to say.

"To be honest, it's not good," Cho picked up a glass of juice from the table and drank half a glass of it, "but today I suddenly felt that everything didn't seem so bad. ”

"What's going on?" Qiu's black hair was wet with sweat, and in the morning light, it shone brightly. Luna suddenly felt unspeakably nervous.

"Cedric Diggory confessed to me this morning during Quidditch training that he gave me a Golden Snitch!" Cho said slowly.

Luna's mouth widened in surprise, but the expression didn't last long, and soon Luna's face became worried, "You promised?" asked Luna tentatively. Know that the fear of Andrew Lee's terrible magic has not subsided among the students!

Qiu tilted his neck, picked up a croissant from the table, bit off the horn, and said vaguely, "Of course... Nope!"

Luna snorted, indicating that she didn't hear clearly.

Cho took another sip of juice. Swallowed the bread. said: "Because of this incident, I suddenly found out that I have a boyfriend, and we haven't broken up." Besides, didn't they have a gambling fight directly? ”

You know, Cedric Diggory has written a war letter to Shea, and has been defeated by Shea. According to the private agreement between the two, Cedric Diggory has been disqualified from competing for autumn.

"But... You seem... Something went wrong, and what does this have to do with Cedric's confession?" said Luna, somewhat uncertain. She felt that Autumn sometimes had a stranger way of thinking than herself.

"In my hometown, women have to start from the beginning. Autumn said jokingly.

Then Cho said in a solemn tone: "Cedric's reckless behavior has made me understand my own mind. At that moment, when I felt that I was going to lose Andrew forever, my heart suddenly ached! I was sadder than ever! Besides, I thought about it seriously, I was more wrong than Andrew, and I should have been the one who took the initiative to admit defeat. ”

"But..."

"But what?" Qiu suddenly looked at Luna with some vigilance, "You don't think anything about Andrew during this time, do you? We're best friends! By the way, you two are childhood sweethearts! It seems that you have known each other earlier! No, let's establish a relationship first, Luna, you can't do this to me!"

"No.. Seeing that Autumn was about to look hysterical, Luna hurriedly waved her hand, her fair face flushed.

"What's that?" Qiu asked hurriedly. At this time, Qiu showed her other side, the strong side of oriental women.

"But—" Luna looked across the Ravenclaw table, where Hermione Granger, a girl with tousled hair and a pair of front teeth, was reading the latest issue of the Daily Prophet as she squeaked and ate rock cakes.