CH 85: The way to lift the curse is true love’s kiss

As she said that, she looked at Felix with evil intentions.

"Ah, the price of black magic, right." As she said that, her bloated body approached step by step, and her poor high heels made a crisp sound on the steps.

"I think the minister has indeed been too laissez-faire (laid back attitude in English) about Hogwarts, allowing any character to enter the school at will, threatening our future at all times."

"Have the guts to ask, who are you?!" Felix looked down at her slightly.

"Senior Deputy Minister of Magic, Dolores Jane Umbridge!" Her eyes shone slightly, and she introduced herself meticulously, obviously very proud of her position.

Felix nodded: "Since it is you, I would like to know who is behind this investigation."

"Shut up!" She snapped: "This has nothing to do with you. All you need to do is think about how to make the next useless sophistry!"

Felix frowned slightly, shook his head and looked at Scrimgeour: "I have to leave. If you are willing to cooperate, I will -"

Umbridge interrupted him again, her sharp voice constantly hitting everyone's eardrums: "Scrimgeour, is this how you treat detainees? Let him let loose here as he wants -"

However, before she could finish her words, she flew backwards and hit the wall heavily.

At the same time, the shackles fell, making a clanging sound on the steps, and then rolled down two steps in succession.

The sound was so shocking that it echoed throughout the empty corridor.

For a moment, some battle-hardened Aurors pulled out their wands, and Scrimgeour's wand was even pointed at Felix.

Fast, but not fast enough!

The huge wand instantly twisted the space and appeared in Felix's hand. He slammed the wand on the ground, exploding silver fireworks.

"ξωαπτοσμα"

Suddenly, everyone froze on the spot, looking dazed, and wisps of silver mist drifted from their brains.

Except for Scrimgeour, the act of clearing Felix's shackles allowed him to escape death at this moment.

"I think Dumbledore is still too laissez-faire towards you, making you lack a little respect for magic." He said slowly.

Scrimgeour froze in place, and his heart seemed to beat out of his chest. During the era of the mysterious man, he had faced the mysterious man head-on during a certain operation.

The feeling that even breathing, escape and other biological instincts are suppressed.

Eleven years later, it comes again - from another person!

"What do you want to do?" He gritted his teeth and said, "If you want to control us and the Ministry of Magic, you might as well kill me——"

Felix looked at him in surprise and shook her head: "I just hope..."

"Cruc—"

Felix raised her hand and before Umbridge finished reciting the curse, she was hit against the wall.

Since the Knockturn Alley incident, he has become much more vigilant. But he was curious, could Umbridge escape the soul separation? What does it rely on?

Felix looked over there in confusion, but she didn't expect that Umbridge stood up again with a bloody head, her eyebrows filled with hatred.

Well, he got it.

The power of hatred is indeed very powerful!

"The Senior Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Magic used the three Unforgivable Curses, and he was so skillful." Felix looked at Scrimgeour teasingly, raised his wand and pointed it at Umbridge, drawing a slight arc.

"I don't do anything, I just have to go back." Felix replied to Scrimgeour's words just now.

"Go back to Hogwarts?" He looked ferocious and took two steps closer to him again: "What on earth are you going to do? There are a bunch of kids in school!!"

"First: It has nothing to do with children. It's just a friend with whom I have some old debts that haven't been settled. Second: You seem to have no other choice but to believe!" Felix said nonchalantly.

He had waited too long for today.

After saying that, he raised his hand and patted Scrimgeour on the shoulder, immediately immobilizing him.

Then he raised his wand.

As he said before, he had no idea about controlling the Ministry of Magic. He just hoped that these guys would be less intrusive.

So at this time, he is modifying everyone's memories. A drama was created in the interrogation room.

Scrimgeour's body seemed to have been cast a petrification spell, and he could only watch Felix's movements.

He suddenly remembered the name of the fountain statue standing in the hall of the Ministry of Magic.

[Magic is powerful]

After a few minutes, the memory modification is completed.

Felix patted Scrimgeour on the shoulder. He felt that this man seemed to be of some use.

Scrimgeour had calmed down a lot at this time. He took a deep breath and tried his best to keep his calm: "You didn't cast a spell on me, why?!"

"There must be someone behind this investigation, those former Death Eaters who once belonged to Voldemort.

I think you should know who really deserves to be sent to Azkaban is. "Felix looked at him.

"I have no reason to investigate them!" said Scrimgeour.

"Of course you have, I've already given it to you," Felix said calmly. The space stirred, and he left again.

"The way to lift a curse is - true love's kiss."

Unclear words entered his mind at the same moment.

Seeing the person in front of him disappear, he could only roar helplessly and punched the iron fence.

He certainly knew who should be sent to Azkaban, regardless of the laws. No matter which time Felix Jones committed a crime in their custody, he never harmed an innocent person.

In the London flight case, he just knocked out and disarmed the Ministry of Magic members.

In the Knockturn Alley case, the only casualties were some dark wizards who had been evading accountability through various means. No, not even dark wizards, just some stinky rats in the gutter!

The Hogwarts troll incident did not cause any casualties, and it could not be defined on his head at all!

By this time, Scrimgeour had realized that he, the Auror Office, and even the entire Ministry of Magic had been used as weapons.

After being incompetently furious, he calmed down again. If he really followed what the other party said, he would investigate the person who was behind it...

"Gugua——"

Suddenly, a strange cry sounded in his ears. He followed the sound and saw a pink toad jumping out of the shadows at the bottom of the stairs.

Suddenly, Scrimgeour's mind suddenly exploded.

Senior Under-Secretary of Magic... investigates the former Death Eaters' reasons... the way to lift the curse is true love's kiss...

"Quack - Gugua -"

He just stared at the pink toad in a daze, feeling a little chilled. The kiss of true love... was really too much.

But after a moment, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

He didn't sympathize with Umbridge's plight. With the exception of Fudge, no one liked the undersecretary's pretentious behavior.

And on the other hand, this... seems to be a positive event.

Whether it's Umbridge's downfall or the political achievements that can be ingested from the Death Eaters before the liquidation.

Looking at the subordinates around him who were gradually waking up, and then at Umbridge who had turned into a toad, he felt a little dazed...

At this point, he has no choice. Although he still didn't trust that guy was in Hogwarts, but... at this moment, he could only choose to believe it.

Choose to believe in Dumbledore, choose to believe in that Felix Peregrine who appears out of nowhere!