"Forget it, it doesn't matter anymore." Looking at Joel's face, Lermontov didn't want to dwell on this issue anymore. Regardless of whether he admitted the fact of the murder or not, he couldn't leave Rowe Manor today.
Joel nodded and put his hands into his pockets.
"I don't understand what you are talking about," Joel looked at Lermontov, "I just came to the manor as a guest at Mr. Rowe's invitation today. By the way, I can give you two suggestions to help Mr. Rowe get rid of his gambling addiction.
I don’t know what Nordic slate is…”
Lermontov and the two Yongye people were stunned. They were all pissed off. Does it make sense to say these words?
Joel nodded with satisfaction. His goal had been achieved. These words were not meant for Lermontov.
"It seems that you are incapable of getting into trouble," Lermontov said with a proud smile on his old face, "But it doesn't matter, I hope you can maintain this posture when the Cruciatus Curse hits your body later.
."
The corners of Joel's lips curved into a big arc, which looked pleasing to the eye in conjunction with his outstanding and handsome appearance. However, he didn't even make a sound when he smiled, which looked quite weird.
He put his hand into the pocket of his robe and fumbled twice before raising his wand.
Lermontov attached great importance to Joel. He knew that William had fallen on this young boy, and he did not dare to be careless at this moment. Seeing that Joel was trying to resist, he quickly ordered two of his subordinates to attack.
They aimed at Sergei who was standing next to Joel, and the dark green Kedavra directed towards the blond boy with infinite predatory power.
Sergey had never been exposed to this kind of scene in school before. Neither the dueling club nor Joel's Defense Against the Dark Arts class ever touched on the topic of how to resist Avada's Kedavra.
But Sergey knew that the Unforgivable Curse could not be blocked with the Iron Armor Curse. He could only use the spell to conjure a vase that collided with the green Avada Kedavra in the air.
Joel also knew that Sergey's actual combat experience was not rich, and it was difficult for him to fight against two Eternal Night people alone. He waved the wand in his hand, and the broken vase fragments turned into ravens in the air.
In front of the body is a moving barrier.
Without saying anything, Lermontov directly stabbed his forearm with the wand, triggering the Evernight Mark. The powerful magic power was once again stimulated from the mark, covering his body.
His face turned red, and the magic light emitted from his wand was more powerful than before, hitting Joel's body.
But Joel's summoned raven perfectly blocked the attack.
"Get out of the castle quickly!" Joel shouted at Sergey.
Sergey hesitated for a moment, and then ran out along the corridor until Joel urged him again.
"Aren't you asking him to die?" Lermontov also saw this scene. He laughed wildly and waved the wand in his hand quickly again, and colorful spells hit Joel like raindrops.
The black raven was unable to stop these dense spells. They easily penetrated Joel's defense line and rushed towards them.
"Armor for protection!" Joel shouted, and a transparent barrier stood in the middle, blocking the attack.
He fought against three people on the field alone, but he did not lose in the situation.
The situation remained deadlocked for two minutes, until Lermontov struck a vicious Cruciatus Curse that penetrated Joel's armor.
Joel estimated that time was almost up, so he didn't try to stop him and just endured the spell.
Pain quickly swept through his body, and Joel felt that his vision was blackened, and his chest was burning with discomfort, as if the bones on both sides had been taken apart and hit with a heavy hammer.
He fell down, and Avada Kedavra from the Eternal Night hit him without hesitation, heading straight for Joel's chest. He almost subconsciously took out his wand to respond, but before he could cast the transformation spell
.
A phoenix rushed over from far away in the corridor, blocked in front of Joel, opened its small mouth and swallowed the death curse directly into its belly.
With a cooing sound, the wrinkled phoenix farted and then lay motionless on the ground.
A ball of flame spread from underneath it, swallowing its body into the flames and turning it into ashes.
Joel breathed a sigh of relief, the preparations he had spent time on had finally been in vain.
Standing up with his hands on his knees, he saw Sergei running over with an old man in a moon-white robe, and there were three unconscious Yongye people floating in the air behind them.
"Dumbledore!" Lermontov was extremely surprised.
"Mr. Lermontov," Dumbledore took a few breaths and looked 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 the UK for 90 days, but now the time limit has undoubtedly been exceeded, not to mention that several of his subordinates entered the UK without formal approval procedures.
of national borders.
"You vicious brat..." Lermontov turned his gaze to Joel, who was leaning against the wall. There seemed to be a tiger in his eyes that was ready to jump out and tear Joel's body into pieces.
"Professor Dumbledore!" Joel showed off his Oscar-winning acting skills, with a bit of vibrato in his voice, making him sound like he was about to cry.
"Don't panic..." Dumbledore comforted Joel.
Sergey quickly took out his wand and ran to Joel.
Lermontov realized at this time that he had been deceived from the beginning. With the character of a little brat like Joel, he would definitely have a backup plan when he came to the appointment.
It was also because he was so anxious that Joel had been staying in the castle since the start of school at Hogwarts, and the manpower he transferred from the Evernight Organization could not stay in the UK for too long.
Lermontov was forced to find Sergei's father, who had a good relationship with Joel. Hearing that he owed a pile of debts in the United States that he could not repay, he had a crooked idea and intended to use Mr. Rowe to lure Joel into the family.
I cheated and came out, obtained the Nordic slate and returned home.
Unexpectedly, a flaw was still missed.
Lermontov's face turned gloomy, and his face looked much older. He looked at Dumbledore, "What do you want to do with us?"
Facing Dumbledore, Lermontov couldn't even feel the slightest bit of resistance. He had witnessed how powerful this old man was fifty years ago. Not even Grindelwald could defeat him, let alone
Forget about the Yongye people.
Dumbledore was also a little scared at this time. If Joel hadn't come to the office a few days ago and showed him this letter from Sergei's father, he would not have followed Joel's suggestion and let Phoenix follow Fawkes.
He left for Rowe Manor behind him.
If these two students really died in the manor today... Dumbledore did not continue to think about it.
"Of course you will be handed over to the Ministry of Magic," Dumbledore said with a frown. His position determined that he would not lynch these enemy criminals. "Cornelly and Amelia will judge your behavior.
and provide this information to the Russian Ministry of Magic."
Lermontov put down the wand in his hand, and the two Evernighters behind him also gave up resistance.
The Aurors disarmed and bound these Evernighters who had come all the way from Russia, and the Wizengamot would give them fair judgment.
Dumbledore knelt down and looked at Joel, who was sitting on the carpet, taking a rest. He took out a piece of Bee Honey candy from his pocket and said, "Eat it. It will relieve the adverse symptoms caused by the Cruciatus Curse."
Joel did not refuse the sweets handed over by the principal this time. The candy slowly melted in his mouth and turned into a silky sweetness, flowing into his chest like a warm current.
Sergey pulled his father over to apologize to Joel. The middle-aged man's face was full of fear and nervousness, and there were two Aurors behind Mr. Rowe.
"Yes, I'm sorry..." Mr. Luo Wei bowed slightly, and there was no trace of emotion in his cloudy eyes.
"Pat..." Dumbledore looked into Mr. Rowe's eyes, his tone a bit nostalgic, "It's been a long time since we last met."
Mr. Rowe's body trembled slightly, and he raised his head and looked at Dumbledore's face, "Professor Dumbledore..."
He murmured, tightening his lips and not speaking again.
Dumbledore nodded to the Aurors behind him, and the two Aurors clamped their arms around Mr. Rowe's body and took him to the Ministry of Magic for trial.
"Okay kids," Professor Dumbledore breathed out with a relaxed expression, "Now that it's over, we can go back to the castle and have a dinner."
"Professor Dumbledore..." Sergey looked at the phoenix on the carpet in the living room. It had now been completely reduced to a pile of ashes, and it looked extremely dead.
"It's okay, Fawkes will not die." Dumbledore was very optimistic, and he gently tapped the pile of ashes with the wand in his hand.
A fiery red light flashed, and the ashes began to squirm slowly. After a while, a crumpled baby phoenix poked its head out of the ashes, looking at the three people present with its clear watery eyes. It turned back at this moment.
It has reached the state when the phoenix was just born.
Dumbledore stretched out his wand, and without much hesitation, Fawkes fluttered his wings and walked out of the ashes, then followed the wand and jumped to Dumbledore's arm and shoulder.
Then it covered its head with its two wings and fell asleep.
A trace of amazement flashed in Sergey's eyes. This was the first time he had seen such a magical animal.
They followed Dumbledore back to Hogwarts Castle smoothly.
Lermontov and others were escorted to the Ministry of Magic by the Wizengamot. Their trial was held a week after the incident. Joel, Sergey and Dumbledore were also present as important witnesses.
Today all the wizards of the Wizengamot gathered together. Many wizards who were already old and faint were invited by Cornelius Fudge to fill the scene. Someone from the Russian Ministry of Magic also came, Andrei Ulyan
Nov and several of his servants sat aside, their faces ashen.
He regretted it greatly. First, there was no trace of William's body left, and then Lermontov was arrested in the UK. Andre's head became big. Now the Ministry of Magic had insufficient manpower available for deployment, and he lost several people.
General, this loss
If Russia hadn't been troubled internally and externally and he couldn't do anything at all, why would he have needed to send these subordinates to the ocean?
During this trial, Andre's eyes were always focused on Joel Taylor.
He was very good at acting and burst into tears throughout the trial. He repeatedly emphasized how innocent he was and put himself in the position of a victim.
He still can't forget that encounter in the spring of 1991. The boy who had just reached school age showed precocity and intelligence that was beyond his age, and he was designed to stab his body with a poisonous dagger...
The trial, presided over by the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, lasted two hours. At the end, Fudge dropped the wooden hammer and announced the outcome of the trial.