The results are remarkable!

Dumbledore's magic greatly suppressed the roaring fire, and the wall of fire as high as a city wall was directly cut off, and most of it disappeared out of thin air, but... Reading Pavilion

In the blink of an eye, the wall of fire, which had been poured with a height enhancer, regained its height, giving no one a chance to take advantage of it.

Not to mention the others, even Dumbledore's blue gaze became solemn, and he looked at the dark wizard outside the wall of fire through the crack in the flames, and saw the dark wizard bow again, and then, completely disappeared with a piercing thud!

"Don't run, despicable fellow!"

Loyal to the Ministry of Magic and loyal to Minister Cornelius Fudge, Delix could not accept such a result, and he immediately apparitioned to break through the barrier of the wall of fire, but his actions were undoubtedly very impulsive, not to mention that the presence of the fire made the magic in this area in a very unstable state, and the wall of fire itself was also attached to the magic that Amosta added to prohibit teleportation.

Delix's body had just disappeared into the air, and in the next second, he was squeezed out of the space by the pale fire again, and fell to the ground screaming.

Dumbledore's waving sleeves made a rustling sound, and the fire on Delix's body appeared on the tip of Dumbledore's elderwood wand as if it was being pulled by something, and when Snape rushed over and took out various potions to heal Delix, he stared intently at the fierce fire that was like a fountain and scattered sparks all around, without saying a word.

"Albus--"

Kingsley's voice was not as calm as before, his swarthy face was scorched with sweat drops by the unexpectedly stable fire, and his eyes showed intense unease.

"I'm sure you'll be able to handle these flames, right?"

"Just a little bit of time, Kingsley,"

Dumbledore glanced at Delix, who had recovered with Snape's help, and the fold on his forehead deepened, and he turned his gaze to the cage-like wall of fire, and said in a calm tone.

Immediately afterward, Dumbledore pointed his wand in front again, and in a whooshing sound of air jets, the color of the miserable white fire quickly faded, but after three or five seconds, it was as transparent as clear water, and at the end of it, it disappeared completely.

Call!

Tonks subconsciously ruffled his hair with his blackened Comet 260, but unexpectedly felt the moisture in her palm, and when she came back to her senses, she found that her wizard robe had been soaked with sweat!

"Is there a way to catch up with him, Albus?" Kingsley walked up to Dumbledore's side and asked, looking unwilling.

"I'm afraid it's hard, Kingsley--"

Dumbledore stared at where the Dark Wizard had just stopped, and said in a thoughtful tone, "That man erased all traces of his magic when the apparition left, even if it was me--"

Fawkes tilted his head and gently pecked Dumbledore's cheek, his jewel-like eyes flickering as if questioning him.

Dumbledore glanced at Fawkes calmly, then looked at the alleyway where 'Black' had first been spotted in the distance, and his expression sank a little as he noticed the ground that had been turned upside down and the roof of the Muggle room that had been blown by the typhoon.

"Now, what I want to know more is how many people have been hurt."

Ten minutes later, Tonks brought the answer to the question,

"--Deputy Minister Umbridge has led people to stop the Muggle government, Mr. Crouch is directing the Reversal of Accidental Magical Events team to erase the memories of Muggles, and the people in the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic are also helping... The Muggles were not a little frightened, but only two Muggles sprained their legs as they went downstairs--"

"What about the Ministry of Magic?" Unmoved, Dumbledore continued to ask.

"A couple of guys fainted when they fell off their broomsticks, but now they're all sober, anyway, no one... Oh! ”

Tonks looked at Delix, who was sitting on the ground, with bandages around his arms and a pale face in pain, showing some sympathy.

All of the Ministry's strikers, including Kingsley, fell silent, no one thought that this result was just a stroke of luck, and none of them had drunk the Elixir before the operation.

A bold and reckless dark wizard actually showed mercy to the elite wizards who were screened by the Ministry of Magic and specialized in dealing with criminals... It's a shame!

"Very good--"

Dumbledore nodded, as if he had anticipated this outcome.

"I just came from the Muggle Prime Minister and asked him to cooperate with the Ministry of Magic!"

Connelly Fudge, wrapped in a striped cloak and wearing pajamas underneath, appeared here, this time without the funny dark green top hat that he often wore, his messy gray hair exposed to the air, and judging by his panicked look, he was in a very anxious situation,

"Dolores sent me a message, and she said you don't think that person is Blake? Too bad... One Blake has already left us scorched, and now another one is running! ”

Fudge gasped as the shocking cracks opened in the ground, and his gaze raced over the employees of the Ministry of Magic, not even the badly injured Delix, who had stopped his gaze for the slightest.

"Did he run away, Dumbledore, right under your nose?"

Fudge wiped the sweat dripping from his skull, and he looked up at Dumbledore in disbelief, but his tone seemed to blame him for not doing his duty,

"What would people say about us, Dumbledore, it's been more than a month, we haven't found Black, and now a dark wizard who ran out of nowhere is making a fuss under the eyes of more than a hundred elites of the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore, I wouldn't be surprised if people fled in panic!"

Fudge's upper lip rolled up, not realizing that his own performance would deepen the panic,

"--We have to have a good talk, Dumbledore, we need to come up with something that people can accept, and the Muggle side, I didn't know the situation before I came here, and I told the Muggle Prime Minister that we were close to catching Black..."

"I think you can stick to that, Connelly."

Dumbledore had no patience to listen to Fudge's thoughts, and there was impatience in his serious tone,

"If you can't find a way to keep people calm, it's a good idea to keep the Daily Prophet quiet, or to advertise that the dark wizard who appears tonight is Black... I'm sorry, Connelly, but I have something I have to confirm in person right now, and I have to leave... Severus? ”

Dumbledore looked at Snape and asked about Dallux's injuries with his eyes.

"No problem."

Snape put away his bottles and cans, stood up, and said succinctly with a calm face.

Fawkes spread his wings around Dumbledore and Snape, and after Fudge's startled gaze and the staring Ministries of Magic slammed the phrase, 'If you still have doubts, you can write to me,' she popped and disappeared into Grimmauld Place.

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