"Well, it doesn't matter if you care about it now." Lermontov didn't want to dwell on this issue when he saw Joel's face, anyway, he didn't admit to the fact of murder, and he couldn't leave Rowe Manor today.

Joel nodded, and slipped his hand into his pocket.

"I don't understand what you're talking about," Joel looked at Lermontov, "I'm just here at the invitation of Mr. Rowe today, and by the way, I can make two suggestions to help Mr. Rowe quit his gambling addiction, and I don't know what Nordic slate ......"

Lermontov and the two Eternal Nightmen froze, and they were all drenched, did it make sense to say these things?

Joel nodded in satisfaction, his purpose had been achieved, and these words were not meant for Lermontov.

"Looks like you can't get in the oil," a smug smile appeared on Lermontov's old face, "but that's okay, I hope you'll be able to keep that posture when the Mind Drill Spell hits your body later." ”

The corners of Joel's lips curled in a big arc, which looked pleasing to the eye with his outstanding and handsome appearance, but he didn't even make a sound when he laughed, which looked quite weird.

He fumbled his hand into the pocket of his robe twice before raising his wand.

Lermontov attached great importance to Joel, he knew that William's guy was planted on this stinky boy, and he didn't dare to be careless at this moment, seeing Joel's intention to resist, he hurriedly commanded two subordinates to attack.

They took aim at Sergei, who was standing beside Joel, and the dark green requisition spell headed towards the blonde boy with infinite predatory power.

Sergei had never been exposed to this kind of scene before in school, neither the Dueling Club nor Joel's Defence Against the Dark Arts class touched on the topic of how to resist the Avada Curse.

But Sergei knew that the Unforgivable Spell could not be blocked by the Iron Armor Charm, so he could only use the spell to conjure a vase and collide with the green Avada Curse in the air.

Joel also knew that Sergei didn't have a lot of combat experience, and it was reluctant for him to fight against the two Eternal Nightmen alone, and with a wave of his wand, the broken vase fragments turned into ravens in the air, describing a moving barrier in front of him.

Lermontov didn't say much, and stabbed his wand directly on his forearm, triggering the Eternal Nightman mark, and the strong magic power was once again activated from the mark, covering his body.

His face flushed, and the glow of the spell cast from his wand was stronger than before, slamming towards Joel's body.

But Joel's summon, Raven, blocked the attack perfectly.

"Get out of the castle!" Joel yelled at Sergey.

Sergei hesitated for a moment, and then ran out of the hallway until Joel urged him again.

"Didn't you send him to his death?" Lermontov saw this, too, and he laughed uncontrollably, waving his wand again at a rapid pace, and colorful spells rained down on Joel.

The black ravens couldn't stop the dense spells, and they easily broke through Joel's defensive line and rushed towards them.

"Armor protection!" Joel let out a loud shout, and the transparent barrier stood in the middle, blocking the attack.

He played against three people on the field alone, but he did not fall behind in the situation.

The situation stalemated for two minutes, until Lermontov struck a ferocious Piercing Curse that pierced Joel's Iron Armor.

Joel estimated that the time was almost up, and he didn't stop it, and took the spell hard.

The pain quickly swept through his body, and Joel felt his eyes blacken, and his chest burned uncomfortably, as if the bones on both sides had been torn apart and hit with a hammer.

He fell, and an Arvada slap from the Eternal Nightman came straight to Joel's chest without hesitation, and he almost subconsciously pulled out his wand in response, but before he could cast the Transfiguration.

An immortal bird rushed down the hallway, blocking Joel's side, opening its mouth and swallowing the curse straight into its stomach.

With a grunt, the crumpled crumpling undead fart and lay motionless on the ground.

A flame spilled up from beneath it, engulfing its body into flames and turning it into ashes.

Joel breathed a sigh of relief that the preparation he had spent time had not been in vain.

Standing up on his knees, he saw Sergei running towards him with an old man in a moon-white robe, and behind them there were three unconscious people of the eternal night.

"Dumbledore!" Lermontov was taken aback.

"Mr. Lermontov," Dumbledore gasped, looking a little embarrassed, but he quickly adjusted himself, "I would like to ask if you have permission from the Ministry of Magic to stay in the UK?" ”

Lermontov gritted his teeth, according to normal procedures, he could only stay in Britain for 90 days, but now there is no doubt that the time limit has been exceeded, not to mention that several of his subordinates have entered the British border without the formal approval process.

"You vicious...... Lermontov shifted his gaze to Joel, who was standing against the wall, as if a tiger was poised to leap out and tear Joel's body to shreds.

"Professor Dumbledore!" Joel played Oscar's acting skills, and there was a bit of trilling in his voice, which sounded like he was about to cry.

"Don't panic......" Dumbledore comforted Joel.

Sergei hurriedly took out his wand and ran to Joel.

Lermontov understood at this time that he had been fooled from the beginning, and with Joel's character as a little rabbit cub, he would definitely stay behind when he came to the appointment.

It was also his dazed head, Joel had been in the castle since Hogwarts opened, and his men from the Nightnight Order could not stay in England for long.

Pressed to find Sergei's father, who had a good relationship with Joel, Lermontov heard that he owed a bunch of debts in the United States that could not be repaid, so he had a crooked idea, intending to deceive Joel through Mr. Luo Wei and obtain the Nordic slate to return home.

I didn't expect it to leak a flaw.

Lermontov's face turned ashen and his face aged a lot, and he looked at Dumbledore, "What do you want to do with us?" ”

In the face of Dumbledore, Lermontov could not even have the slightest sense of resistance, how strong this old man was, he had also experienced it fifty years ago, even Grindelwald could not defeat him, let alone the people of the eternal night.

Dumbledore was also a little scared at this time, if Joel hadn't come to the office a few days ago to show him the letter from Sergei's father, he wouldn't have followed Joel's advice and let the immortal Fawkes follow him to Rowe Manor.

If the two students really died in the manor today...... Dumbledore didn't think any further.

"Naturally, I'm going to hand you over to the Ministry of Magic," Dumbledore said with a frown, his position meant that he would not lynch these enemy outlaws, "Connelly and Amelia will judge your actions and provide this information to the Russian Ministry of Magic." ”

Lermontov lowered his wand, and the two Eternal Nightmen behind him gave up their resistance.

The Aurors have disarmed and bound the Eternal Nightmen who have come all the way from Russia, and Wizengamot will give them a fair verdict.

Dumbledore crouched down and looked at Joel who was sitting on the carpet resting, and he took out a piece of bee candy from his pocket, "Eat it, it will relieve the bad symptoms of the Diamond Heart Curse." ”

Joel didn't refuse the sweet tooth from Mr. Headmaster this time, and the candy cubes slowly melted into a hint of honey in his mouth, like a warm current into his chest.

Sergei pulled his father over to apologize to Joel, the middle-aged man with a look of panic and nervousness on his face, followed by two Aurors behind Mr. Rowe.

"Yes, I'm sorry......" Mr. Luo Wei bowed slightly, and there was not a trace of emotion in his cloudy eyes.

"Pat......" Dumbledore looked into Mr. Rowe's eyes, and there was a bit of nostalgia in his tone, "It's been a long time since we've seen each other." ”

Mr. Rowe's body trembled slightly, and he looked up at Dumbledore's face, "Professor Dumbledore......"

He snorted, his lips pursed, and he didn't speak again.

Dumbledore nodded to the Aurors behind him, and the two Aurors grabbed Mr. Rovi's body by their arms, escorting him to the Ministry of Magic for trial.

"Alright boys," Professor Dumbledore exhaled with a relaxed expression, "now that it's over, we can go back to the castle for dinner." ”

"Professor Dumbledore......" Sergei looked at the undead bird on the living room carpet, it had now been completely reduced to ashes, and it looked like it was dead no more.

"It's okay, Fawkes won't die." Dumbledore was so optimistic that he tapped his wand lightly through the pile of ashes.

A fiery red light flashed, and the ashes began to squirm slowly, and after a while, a crumpled baby immortal bird poked its head out of the ashes, and looked at the three people present with eyes as clear as water, and it was now back to the state in which the immortal bird had just been born.

Dumbledore stretched out his wand, and Fawkes didn't hesitate before flapping his wings out of the ashes, and then jumped along the wand to Dumbledore's arms and shoulders.

Then it put its wings on top of its head and fell into a deep sleep.

A hint of amazement crossed Sergey's eyes, it was the first time he had seen such a magical animal.

They followed Dumbledore back to Hogwarts Castle.

Lermontov and the others were escorted to the Ministry of Magic by the Wizengamot, and their trial took place a week after the incident, with Joel, Sergei, and Dumbledore also present as important witnesses.

Today, all the wizards of the Wizengamot gathered together, many of whom were already old and faint and were invited by Cornelius Fudge to come over to fill the scene, and the Russian Ministry of Magic also came, Andrei Ulyanov and several of his servants sat on the side, their faces pale.

He regretted it very much, first William's bones were gone, and then Lermontov was arrested in England, Andrei's head was bigger, and now the Ministry of Magic has insufficient manpower available for use, and has lost several generals, this loss

If it weren't for Russia's current internal and external troubles, he would have lacked skills, where would he be able to send these subordinates to the ocean?

In this trial, Andre's eyes have been focused on Joel Taylor.

He is very good at acting, and he burst into tears throughout the trial, repeatedly emphasizing how innocent he is and putting himself in the situation of a victim.

He still can't forget the meeting in the spring of 1991, when a boy of school age showed a precocious and intelligent appearance that did not belong to this age group, and designed to stab him in the body with a poisoned dagger......

The trial, presided over by the Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge, lasted two hours, and at the end, Fudge dropped a small wooden hammer to announce the verdict of the trial.