Professor White's forgetting spell was ready to go, and Joel's forehead was covered with sweat again.
He looked at Professor White, "I have a way to help you get rid of the 'brown bear' wizard."
"Brown bear?" Professor White looked at the two people lying unconscious on the ground, his eyes lingered on their mink coats for a moment, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved, "An interesting nickname."
Joel pointed at the consumptive man, "You want to hide it from everyone and let him live in seclusion here, right?"
"You surprised me so much, Mr. Taylor," Professor White said with a hint of coldness in his eyes, "First the difficulty of the Disillusionment Curse, and then the clever reasoning. You don't behave like an 11-year-old child."
"I grew up in an orphanage, so it's normal for me to be mentally precocious, right?" Joel pretended to remain calm.
"Before you use the Forgetting Curse on me, don't you want to hear my plan?" He wanted to seize this opportunity, "You won't suffer any loss anyway."
He has no hope of retaining his memory now, but he wants to help Professor White hide the consumptive man.
As long as the consumptive man is safe, Professor White is safe, Joel's mandatory mission will be completed, and he himself will be safe and sound.
From Joel's perspective, the three of them are now grasshoppers tied to a rope.
Professor White took the wand away from Joel's forehead, but she did not forget to stretch out her long legs to kick the "indestructible hammer" away from Joel, and then put away his wand.
Joel sorted out the thoughts in his mind, and seeing Professor White's impatient expression, he quickly said: "You can completely forge a death certificate, a tombstone or a coffin to make those 'brown bear' wizards mistakenly think that he is dead.
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"If the 'brown bears' can't find him, they will leave naturally and you will be safe."
Professor White smiled, like a beautiful blooming rose with thorns, "First of all, let me state that there are no brown bears. Their organization is called 'Eternal Night People'. They are the escorts of the Soviet Ministry of Magic. They are well-trained and good at assassinations and lurking."
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The Soviet Union? In Joel's mind, he quickly linked Yongye to the famous KGB in the Muggle world.
"Secondly, there is no use in pretending to die." Professor White walked to the side of the consumptive man and lifted up his black robe. There were two crossed black wands tattooed on his left forearm. "The Evernight Man laid a poison on him.
Brand, their leader can sense the life and death status of everyone."
Then she sighed, "Well, it seems that I overestimated you a little. You are just a child, and it was not my intention to involve you in this whirlpool."
"Finally, I want to thank you for saving my life." Professor White raised his wand again.
I saved your life, why are you still so callous?
Joel complained crazily in his heart.
But before Professor White's forgetfulness spell could be cast, a sound like glass breaking suddenly came from the transparent protective film outside the house.
In the silent night, the three people present who were awake heard this crisp sound.
Professor White's expression changed drastically, his body turned around, and he aimed outside the room.
There stood a middle-aged man, wearing a brown mink coat, with a cold face and unwavering eyes. The wand in his hand poked a hole in the transparent protective film, and the protective film began to crack from this small hole.
After a moment, everything fell apart.
The moment the consumptive man saw the middle-aged man, he started mumbling something. His expression was frightened, and he waved the wand in all directions.
Professor White grabbed Joel with one hand and the consumptive man with the other. He spun around and tried to apparate away. Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man fired a deep purple light from the wand in his hand and hit Professor White.
Joel's eyes were spinning, and he felt as if his body was being dragged to another dimension. The moment he was about to leave, he heard Professor White groan, appearing extremely painful.
After a strong pulling sensation, he finally stepped on the soft soil. When he landed, he was unsteady and fell directly to the ground. The unique mixed smell of soil and weeds entered his nose.
This is a forest, and the surrounding trees are tall and thick, about the size of a person surrounding them.
"Get up quickly, we need to find a safe place to spend the night." It was Professor White's voice, trembling slightly but with indescribable strength.
Joel turned his head and saw Professor White covering his right arm. All the fabric of the robe that originally wrapped his arm disappeared, and his fair skin was exposed. Blood was leaking from the fine wounds, and a piece was cut out in the middle.
The flesh and wounds look quite scary.
"You need Bai Xian..." Joel said. The consumptive man who couldn't speak the language with him also understood that treatment was needed at this time. He coughed violently and took out a transparent glass bottle from his pocket, which was filled with Bai Xian essence.
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Professor White reached out to grab the glass bottle, pulled out the cork with his mouth, and applied the white essence to the wound twice steadily and quickly with his left hand. He reached out and simply spread it evenly on the wound, accidentally touching the wound.
Sometimes, her beautiful eyebrows would knit together tightly.
"Fortunately, I wasn't hit by that curse, otherwise it wouldn't have been that simple... It's just that I hastily accelerated the process of apparation and caused the split." Professor White put the cork on the bottle and put the glass bottle away.
"Let's find a place to stay first and then treat the wounds carefully."
After speaking, she limped forward and walked in front, with the consumptive man and Joel silently following behind.
Professor White's ability to survive in the wild is very strong. She observed the stars in the sky, the slope of the hillside and the moisture level of the soil, and soon found a hidden cave with a water source.
The three of them huddled in the cave, not daring to light a fire for fear of attracting others. Professor White used "fluorescent flash" to bandage the wound with sporadic light.
"I can't cast a forgetting spell on you now," Professor White smiled bitterly, "We probably have to stay in the woods for a day or two."
Joel said nothing and kept staring at the wand in Professor White's hand.
Professor White understood and threw Joel's wand over. Joel held the wand as if it were an amulet.
"This is Konstantin Bely, Soviet... ah no, Georgian, my father." Professor White introduced the consumptive man to Joel.
"What's your last name, Professor White..." Joel was a little confused.
"White - White, Bely also means white in Russian." The previous blood loss was too much, causing Professor White's face to turn pale, "The alias I used to come to Hogwarts, my real name is Claire Kang
Standin Bely."
Constantine did not understand English. He watched his daughter chatting with Joel, his thick eyebrows knitted together tightly, and he covered his mouth and coughed twice.
"Who was the man who appeared at the end?" Joel asked incessantly, "Why did the Eternal Night people capture your father? What exactly did he do?"