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

Moody dawdled to his feet, keeping his voice deliberately long.

"Okay, Uncle Scamander!"

Dunn was surprised.

Moody's parents were Aurors, and it was normal to know Theseus Scamander.

But listening to Moody's tone of voice, the relationship between the two is obviously more than just knowing each other.

In fact, Moody's father and Theseus were close friends, and the two fought side by side for many years.

Theseus was invited by Dumbledore to go to Hogwarts to teach Defence Against the Dark Arts.

Moody's father specially asked Theseus to help him look after Moody.

That's right, just watch.

Fatty Moody is not a good baby.

He was a notoriously bad student in Muggle schools, fighting people a lot.

Every time Moody's father was called by the school, he had to use an oblivion spell to erase the memories of the students and parents who were beaten, otherwise Moody would have been expelled from the school a long time ago.

Theseus didn't go any further this time, in large part because of Moody's father's favor.

Of course, Dunn's performance really impressed Theseus.

Far beyond the minds of his neighbors, he has unparalleled magical talent.

In time, I'm afraid it will be another Dark Lord Greenwald.

So Theseus made up his mind to keep Moody away from Dunn.

He beat the heirs of the Black family before school started, and he didn't know how much trouble he would cause when he went to school.

Moody, though reluctant, was taken away by Theseus.

woo-

In the sound of the whistle, the smoking locomotive slowly started.

Dunn was about to rest against the back of his seat for a while when the box door was pulled open again.

Dumbledore, a bearded man in an elegant suit, was standing in the doorway.

"Looks like I've come to the right place." He pointed to the seat next to Dunn. "Is there no one here? The other places are full."

Dunn scoffed.

Last time I deliberately created a "random encounter" on the Knight Bus, this time again.

Nothing new.

Dumbledore turned a blind eye to this and walked in with the suitcase in hand.

He sat down beside Dunn, and his eyes followed Ella and Angelica across from him.

"Good afternoon, both of you. I'm the Transfiguration teacher at Hogwarts, Albus- Dumbledore. I think Dunn mentioned me to you?"

Ella was about to speak when Angelica made a cold voice.

"No."

Clearly unwelcome.

No way, someone let Dumbledore grab her seat.

Angelica was just about to sit back next to Dunn.

Dumbledore shrugged regretfully, ignoring Angelica's bad attitude.

After all, compared to Veela, Angelica's temper is already very good.

"Miss Balsa, right? It just so happened that Ollivander's wand shop asked me to bring you something."

Dumbledore bent over and took out a long box from the box at his feet and handed it to Angelica.

Angelica opened the box and pulled out a pitch-black wand.

"Thirteen inches long, made of ebony and ptarmigan feathers, perfect for transfiguration, you can give it a try."

Angelica didn't give Dumbledore any face, and just put her wand away.

The moment she held the wand in her hand, she knew it was a perfect fit for her.

If so, why bother?

Dumbledore wasn't angry and continued to chat with Angelica.

"After you and Dunn left, your adoptive father, Mr. Bashar, called the police and said you had been kidnapped. Although it was impossible for the Muggle police to find Hogwarts, they still had to give them an explanation."

Angelica folded her arms and pouted indifferently.

"Is it difficult to solve something that can be solved with an oblivion spell?"

Dumbledore taught in a sincere elder's tone: "Magic can indeed make many things easier, but because of this, we can't treat certain things simply, or we may commit things that we will regret for the rest of our lives."

Angelica didn't buy it.

"Like?"

"They are your adoptive parents after all."

"That's because you don't know what filthy plans he has in his heart!"

Dumbledore realized that there was no point in continuing to talk about this topic, and immediately changed his mind to talk about Angelica's biological parents.

"I learned from Mr. Ollivander in the wand shop that you are a natural disguise magus?"

Angelica changed her hair color without saying a word.

Dumbledore was amazed at this.

"Very amazing talent, it seems that there will be another master shapeshifter among my students."

Angelica Tsundere turned her head out the window.

She's not the kind of person who can be bought off with a compliment or two.

Dumbledore didn't bother to communicate with Angelica, but turned to Ella who was sitting beside Angelica.

"Miss Andrews, may I see your wand?"

Ella glanced at Dunn, who was sitting opposite, before taking out her wand.

Dumbledore reached out and took it, holding both of his hands up in front of him, scrutinizing it carefully.

"Silver basswood and unicorn horns are an extraordinary combination. I can feel the power of this wand, but I'm more than happy to choose you, Miss Andrews."

Ella couldn't help but ask.

"why?"

Dumbledore glanced at Dunn, who was sitting beside him.

"Only people with a pure heart will be chosen by this wand. It chooses you, which proves that your troubles have been solved. Although I don't know how this is done, it must be said that it is a very Amazing thing."

It was only then that Ella realized that Dumbledore was talking about the curse on her.

Dumbledore handed the wand back to Ella.

"Hope you don't let it get dusty."

After finishing the conversation with Angelica and Ella, Dumbledore cleared his throat and his expression became serious.

"Dunn, we need to talk."*