Chapter 181 Rescue and Identification of the Murderer
Yang Tian felt a little dazed! Because just after he and Dumbledore signed the Unbreakable Vow, the old headmaster couldn't wait to take him to the Ministry of Magic overnight.
Minister Fudge and Scrimgeour were also somewhat bewildered, because just when they were still struggling to figure out how to clean up the mess caused by the inability to properly interrogate the black-robed wizard, Dumbledore actually came with a little wizard and vowed that this kid could solve the problem.
Well, Minister Fudge complained secretly, only you, Dumbledore, dare to brag like this. If it were someone else, do you think I would just kick him out?
Although he was disdainful in his heart, Cornelius still maintained the fake smile and etiquette that a politician should have: "Oh, this little wizard must be an outstanding student of Hogwarts? What's his name?"
"Hello, Minister. My name is Yang Tian." Faced with the minister's false expression as if he was just doing his job, Yang Tian really had no desire to talk.
"Okay, take us to see those men in black robes." How could Dumbledore not see the two men's contempt for Yang Tian? He could only make a direct request, hoping to let facts speak for themselves.
"Mr. Dumbledore, are you sure you want to do this? Every black-robed wizard is very valuable, and they may have vital secrets in their minds." Scrimgeour, who had been watching coldly, suddenly interrupted.
"I am sure, Mr. Scrimgeour, that is why we need to cure them, rather than just leave them lying there and do nothing, because they may hold vital secrets in their heads, right?" Dumbledore insisted.
"Okay, this way please." Seeing Dumbledore's determination, Cornelius Fudge finally compromised...
In a huge room at the end of the corridor, four or five Aurors walked back and forth from time to time, observing the condition of everyone on a row of beds. But at this moment, the door was pushed open with a "click", and Fudge led everyone in one by one.
"Look, it's all here." Fudge pointed to the bed.
Yang Tian didn't waste any words and went straight to the nearest bed. He calmly turned on his inner vision and used his brain to simulate the physical condition of the black-robed wizard. After observing everything, Yang Tian couldn't help but smack his lips. Good guy, this vicious restriction is fine, it's similar to Mrs. Zabini's. But what the hell are these additional measures?
But it didn't matter. For Yang Tian, who had inner vision, all these means would only delay him for a little longer. With this thought in mind, he casually took out the ancient magic wand and was about to cast a spell.
But at this moment, "What do you want to do?" Scrimgeour asked angrily. Several Aurors around him also drew their wands and pointed them at Yang Tian.
"Mr. Scrimgeour, I was asked by Headmaster Dumbledore to come here to help. If you don't even know the most basic respect, I don't think there is any need for me to stay here. Besides, I really hate people pointing wands at me." Yang Tian's face was grim, and there was a dangerous light in his eyes.
"Put down your wands, now, at this moment!" It was Dumbledore who spoke.
The Aurors looked at their director in embarrassment, and when they saw him waving his hand, they put away their wands reluctantly.
"Mr. Yang Tian, although you were invited by Dumbledore to help with the treatment, you also need to explain the situation to us, don't you?" Scrimgeour said dissatisfiedly.
"Oh? Explain the situation? Do you understand what I said? If you can do it, then cure it. If you can't, then stop talking." At this moment, Yang Tian's mood was extremely bad. From childhood to adulthood, he hated others pointing magic wands at him the most.
He turned to look at Dumbledore and said, "I need quiet and personal safety for treatment. If you can't guarantee these two points, I think I can go back to sleep now."
"Don't worry, I promise that no one will disturb you again until you stop." Dumbledore said gently.
After getting the assurance, Yang Tian glared at Scrimgeour fiercely again, and then picked up the ancient wand again...
He first cast a cutting spell accurately, and a transparent crystal containing magic power slid out from the wound on the black-robed wizard's left wrist;
The wand slid continuously again, and a fang flew out of the black-robed wizard's mouth;
Next, he cut off the collar of the black-robed wizard and took out the chip from the back of his head... Yang Tian's operations stunned everyone present.
But this is just the beginning. With the help of the intelligent brain simulation, the Thirteen Ghost Needles, the Wood Elemental Spring Rain Technique, the Dark Elemental Assimilation, the Light Elemental Restraint... the method of curing Madam Zabini is reproduced again...
When the black blood was forced out and all kinds of curses dissipated from the body, turning into evil shadows and finally disappearing into the air, everyone in the room could no longer contain their excitement and exclaimed in surprise.
"Keep quiet, change this person's clothes, and burn all the clothes that are taken off." Yang Tian didn't say much, but turned around and walked towards the next bed...
It was four hours later when all the black-robed wizards were cured. Yang Tian left the Ministry of Magic surrounded and praised by many bigwigs. Before leaving, Scrimgeour apologized to him for his recklessness; everyone in the Ministry of Magic also left their contact information. After all, there are endless black-robed wizards to catch, and there will be many opportunities to deal with them in the future!
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Although the morning sun was bright, it could not penetrate the thick curtains of the dormitory. Yang Tian, who wanted to stay in bed, still succumbed to his biological clock.
"Oh, I really don't want to get up!" Yang Tian muttered softly. He was busy at the Ministry of Magic until late last night, but this didn't allow him to wake up even a minute later.
After getting up and washing up helplessly, Yang Tian sat on the cloud listlessly and planned to have breakfast. But as soon as he went out, Hermione, who looked serious, stopped him.
"Yang Tian, come with me quickly, everyone is waiting for you." The little girl said mysteriously in a low voice.
Looking at Hermione who had already put the hairpin on her head, Yang Tian smiled and said, "Do you like this birthday present?"
"Of course, this is the best birthday present I've ever received. It can improve my learning efficiency." Hermione answered happily, but the next moment, she seemed to remember something and became worried again, pulling Yang Tian away quickly...
Next to the tapestry on the eighth floor where the giant monster beat the fool Barnabas with a stick, all the friends in the study group were there. They were all waiting there with serious expressions. Only after Yang Tian arrived did their expressions ease a little.
"What happened?" Yang Tian asked suspiciously. But no one answered him, and they skillfully pulled him into the Room of Requests.
Penelope finally spoke: "I think we have discovered who attacked you with the dark holy water!"
"Who is it?" Yang Tian was cheered up when he heard that and asked quickly.
"Professor Quirrell!" said Hermione seriously.
"Qiluo? How can you be so sure?" Yang Tian asked hurriedly as he looked at the confident looks on his friends' faces.
"Since you got into trouble, we have been using the Marauder's Map to monitor the movements of people in the school day and night. As a result, we found that Professor Quirrell was very suspicious. On the one hand, he was very interested in the restricted area on the right side of the corridor on the fourth floor of the school and entered it more than once. Of course, this is not the point. The most important thing is that he has been following the members of our team, seemingly looking for our new gathering point." Penelope introduced the situation in detail:
"Of course, if we only rely on these clues, we are still just suspicions. But we found out from the Marauder's Map last night that he has been following you since you were called away by Dumbledore. There was even a period of time when you and the headmaster disappeared from the Marauder's Map, but he never left. He only left when you were escorted back to the Ravenclaw common room by Dumbledore."
"It turned out to be him!" Yang Tian said in hatred. At the same time, he was certain of everything in his heart. Yes, it was either Sarok or Voldemort! Because he had ruined his plan to hunt unicorn blood, or there was something else. In short, he wanted to kill him!
However, thinking about the various talismans he had asked his uncle and aunt for before leaving, Yang Tian smiled again. Very good! It seems that some things can be put on the agenda. I will not be stupid enough to leave this time bomb until the end of the semester!
For a moment, Yang Tian was filled with pride and he couldn't help but smile and said, "Now that we know where the other party came from, we have nothing to worry about! Starting today, we have to intensify our practical training. Also, keep a close eye on Professor Quirrell and see how long he stays in the restricted area on the fourth floor."
Upon hearing this, the friends were also full of fighting spirit and answered in unison: "Okay!"
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