Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

Special Containment Procedures Foundation's... trainee investigator?

Irina Ivanovich's eyes flickered slightly. This name may be just an unknown name for other wizards, but for a "remnant party" like her from the former Soviet Union, it is indeed Too familiar.

A month ago, it was this huge and mysterious organization that fell from the sky and changed her future.

On the Huberian ship, she stood behind Elena Kaslana and witnessed the Russian Ministry of Magic, the International Federation of Wizards, the American Magic Congress, the American Goblin... these incredible magic The officials, how to dissolve in the red spell in the sky, almost lost their memories without any force to fight back.

As for the "Wizard Organization" that defeated the Auror of the Magic Department, most of them had similar metal badges on their chests.

As for their identity...

Irina Ivanovic turned her head subconsciously and looked at the Ravenclaw table not far away.

At the end of the long table, Elena is still sitting there quietly, but before she knows it, in addition to Luna Lovegood, other freshmen who have just joined Ravenclaw are also serving. He picked up the plate and sat beside her.

Sure enough, this is the so-called...light?

Irina's eyes were in a trance, her thoughts drifted away, and she remembered that night a few days ago.

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Time: two days ago

Location: outside of St. Petersburg

"Is this what you rely on against the International Wizarding Federation?"

Irina Ivanovich's pupils shrunk slightly, looking at the light curtain in front of Elena, "A brand new army of wizards? Inherited Grindelwald's will, lurking on this basis, and expanded dozens of times. Great power?"

In front of them, a secret rectangular light curtain spliced ​​together.

Hundreds of witches and wizards’ heads appeared on the light curtain, waiting for Elena to issue instructions, and on each of them, a silver emblem flashed on their chests, judging from the remarks in the upper right corner of each person’s light curtain , They are all on board at this time.

"Prepare, disarm curse, coma curse, alternate saturation salvo three rounds..."

Elena waved carelessly, her fingers volley in the air lightly.

Accompanied by the girl’s magic power, a layer of invisible ripples spread across the entire bridge in an instant, and then, all the light guide channels of the "launching pad" opened, revealing a groove just enough for a magic wand to be placed in—as if already It had evolved hundreds of times in advance, the wizards skillfully drew out their wands, put them in the grooves, and began to chant.

In the depths of the groove, there are several modified six-barrel Gatling guns.

It's just that the original feed inlet has been temporarily replaced with a huge magic concave lens, and the spells from all directions are gathered here, and after refraction and reflection, they pour out down the barrel of the artillery.

The crimson light rain fell from the sky——

"After the saturation shooting is over, clean up the battlefield according to the original plan, and it's over—"

Elena glanced at the sporadic counterattack below her eyes, said quietly, and then closed the light curtain.

Due to the delays of Newt and Dumbledore, there were not too many members of the Russian Ministry of Magic who arrived on the battlefield at this time. Most of them were elite Aurors from the Magic Congress of the United States and a small number of American Gringotts fairies.

In fact, from the moment Newt Scamander joined, the ending has completely lost suspense.

The plan is very simple, delete the memories of all the hostile members present, and let these officials fight against the air.

After half a year of "Ulyanovsk Rescue Plan", the Forgotten Curse can almost be said to be one of the most familiar and expert spells of this group of wizards. It does not require Elena to spend. Extra energy to worry about.

At this time, Elena finally had free time to slowly taste the immaturity of the Demon's Adjutant.

"You just said... the army? No, they were never soldiers."

Elena raised the corner of her mouth, patted the empty space of the chair lightly, and motioned for Irina to sit next to her.

Immediately afterwards, she drew out her magic wand and waved it in the air.

The light curtain that appeared in front of the two just now appeared again, but this time the number of people was obviously much smaller, and they were all still photos and files, instead of the previous communication pictures of the Huberian bridge real-time command.

"Kurt Maier, owner and bartender of'Salt Branch Bar' in Salzburg."

"Bill Weasley, the curse-caster of the Egyptian branch of the Gringotts Wizarding Bank."

"Gidro Lockhart, best-selling author and freelance writer."

"Frank..."

Like a small chat, Elena pointed to the pictures on the screen and introduced them one by one enthusiastically.

"Of course, they now have an additional identity, members of the Special Containment Procedures Foundation-but according to their status, abilities and personal wishes, they hold different positions in the Foundation, non-profit and zero-paid positions~www .wuxiaspot.com~Special Containment Procedures Foundation?"

Irina Ivanovich repeated a little curiously.

However, before her voice fell, the light curtain in front of her flickered, and a series of textured three-dimensional English appeared in front of her, which seemed to emerge from the abyss, and finally formed a huge emblem.

"Yes, as you can see, this is not a force organization..."

Elena shrugged, looking pointedly at the emblem in front of her, her tone complicated.

"If one day, you sit in this position, I hope you must remember that the most powerful force in the world never comes from violent organizations with the purpose of destruction-only these are brought together by ordinary people. Only when the sparks of the sky can completely illuminate the vast dark night sky above human beings, power can never override the'ordinary people'."

"But if we don't show strength, how can we bring them together?"

Irina Ivanovic said, with a trace of confusion in her voice.

The rain of magic spell light in the sky has gradually stopped, and the lower part has become extremely quiet. Apart from the sporadic magical light, the area covered by the Huberian is like a quiet cemetery, exuding a touch of awe-inspiring chill. .

The officials of the Ministry of Magic and the members of the International Federation of Wizards who had broken into her house, took away Grandpa’s wand, and put Grandpa under house arrest in the wood-wood hut behind the house, waiting to die quietly, did not have any decent resistance-once in Irene In Na's eyes, it was just like those powers and powers of the whole world, at this moment as fragile as she was locked in the bedroom by her father.

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