My Black Magic Is Too Good, It Can Be Automatically Whitened

Back in the box, Moody beamed to the Dunn trio about how he unplugged the Sirius trio in the bathroom and hugged each other in awkward poses.

Too bad I didn't bring a camera.

Otherwise, it will definitely become a "good" memory.

Just as he was talking, a rapid air defense siren suddenly sounded in the sky.

People on the platform looked up at the sky, not knowing what was going on.

A dignified-looking middle-aged wizard rushed down from the train, took out his wand and cast an amplifying spell on himself.

"Everyone immediately seek cover and hide, don't expose your body, hurry up!"

Only then did the people on the platform get nervous and looked around for cover.

The middle-aged wizard ran around to maintain order, and quickly placed everyone on the platform to safety.

Although he didn't see the other party's face, his intuition told Dunn that this middle-aged wizard was unusual.

It is very likely that he has been on the battlefield, otherwise he would not have been so decisive.

You must know that many wizards don't even know what the air defense siren of the Muggle world means, and it is estimated that they will not react when the bomb falls.

Of course, if it's an air-raid siren, it's the least safe to sit on a train, but Dunn isn't worried.

He knew that World War II would start today, but the war would not spread to the British Isles so quickly.

Sure enough, the air defense siren sounded a few times and it ended.

Dunn thought that was the end of the matter, but only a few minutes later, the box door was roughly pushed open.

The middle-aged wizard who had just stood on the stage and ordered everyone to evacuate in an orderly manner walked into the box with a man and a woman.

The majestic eyes swept this way, but Moody, who was beside Dunn, shuddered suddenly.

Seeing the middle-aged wizard's face, Dunn always felt familiar, but his eyes immediately fell on the two boys and girls in Hogwarts robes behind the middle-aged wizard.

The two of them wore the badges of the head of the student council on their robes.

The identity of the middle-aged wizard is self-evident.

"I'm the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts, Theseus Scamander, all four of you are freshmen this year?"

Dunn curled his lips casually.

"Professor, with all due respect, you brought the two heads of the male and female student union to the door. Wouldn't you know the identities of the four of us in advance?"

Theseus Scamander frowned.

The heads of the two seventh-grade male and female student councils behind them both showed surprise in their eyes.

Dunn's calm response didn't look like a freshman at all.

Theseus-Scamander stared sharply at Dunn.

"you know me?"

"In the list of books designated for purchase on the Hogwarts admissions list, there is a book called Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander."

"If it weren't for the scene that happened on the platform just now, I might have mistaken you, Professor, for the author of that book. I have to say that you and your brother really look alike."

There was no change in Theseus-Scamander's resolute face.

"Excellent inference, Mr. Dunn-Corleone!"

"But I came to you, not for this."

"Just half an hour ago there was a vicious attack on the train, three Hogwarts students were knocked unconscious in the men's washroom, one of them was a new year like you."

Dunn shrugged.

"It's a pity, I hope all three of them are safe."

Theseus-Scamander's eyes were fixed on Dunn.

"But I don't see any regrets from you."

Dunn looked up.

"Professor, I'm not a criminal, and you're not an Auror from the Ministry of Magic. There's no need to go around in circles."

"If you suspect that this matter has something to do with me, please come up with evidence."

The head of the boy student council standing behind Theseus Scamander stood up.

"The three students who were knocked unconscious were casted on the oblivion spell. They don't remember what happened before, but they testified to students they knew and said that they were going to come to you before they were knocked out."

Dunn asked back with a smile.

"I don't know them, what do they come to me for?"

The boy student council leader was stopped.

It can't be said that the Sirius trio are going to trouble Dunn, right?

Theseus-Scamander knew that the head of the boy student council was no match for Dunn, so he took the initiative to speak.

"Judging from the evidence currently available, the four of you are the biggest suspects. How do you prove that you have nothing to do with this matter?"

Dunn glanced at the schoolboy leader behind Theseus Scamander.

Originally, I wanted to use the other side for surgery, but on second thought, it was too boring to abuse vegetables.

To abuse should be to abuse Theseus Scamander in front of him.

"Professor, you also graduated from Hogwarts, right?"

"Yes, I graduated from Hufflepuff."

"Then you must use the Oblivion Charm?"

"What are you asking this for?"

"I'm curious, for a wizard as good as you, when you were eleven years old, did you learn the Oblivion Curse and be able to use it proficiently?"

Theseus-Scamander frowned.

"This doesn't explain anything, Mr. Dunn!"

Dunn took out his wand and backhanded it to Theseus Scamander.

"Want to check it out?"

Theseus-Scamander took the wand and examined it carefully.

There really isn't any trace of spellcasting.

Dunn looked at Theseus Scamander curiously.

"Professor, did something go wrong?"

"Mr. Corleone, your wand has no record of casting spells, do you think it's normal?"

Dunn asked knowingly.

"Is this not normal?"

Theseus Scamander took a deep breath and returned the wand to Dunn with a stern face.

Although it has been established that Dunn is the murderer, he really has no evidence.

In addition, he didn't really come to arrest people, so investigating Dunn was just to give an account to the Black family.

This is the end of things.

Before turning to go out, Theseus-Scamander glanced back at a little fat man who tried to hide and thought he hadn't seen him.

"Alastor, take your luggage and follow me!"*