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Even if Fudge could no longer see the form, he knew that it couldn't go on like this, and hurriedly called off the duel.

And help Dumbledore together to appease these restless school directors.

"Misters of the school, this is the end of this matter."

"Professor Ryze has proved with his actions that he has the strength to be a teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"If you try to provoke another dispute, the Ministry of Magic will step in."

The minister put on a serious expression, scrutinized the rest of the school administrators, and there was another white wizard talking to Lu Wu.

The few people who were arguing about a duel just now died down.

After the school directors were all quiet again, Dumbledore made a final decision: "I don't think I need to continue the discussion about the dismissal of Professor Ryze."

"Thank you, gentlemen and girls, for your interest in the teaching work of our school."

Having said that, the door of the principal's office was opened, and the meaning of the white wizard was also obvious. If there is nothing, you can leave.

The school directors also felt that there was no need to stay here, so they were ready to leave, and at the same time, they did not forget to take Lucius away after simple treatment.

Unexpectedly, Lu Wu suddenly said, "Everyone, please wait a moment, I have something to tell Mr. Malfoy."

A school manager stood up to stand in front of Pureblood: "He's already like this, what else do you want to do!"

"Don't be impatient, wizard." Lu Wu's tone became calm: "I just want to ease his pain."

Dumbledore, who was keenly observant, saw the green rune in his hand, and said, "Professor Ryze is indeed helping him, let's get out of the way first."

The man was skeptical, but in the end he chose to believe in the white wizard, but his face was still full of vigilance.

The mage ignored him and went straight to Lucius, who was floating in the air, unconscious.

Then use the overgrowth rune to start healing him.

The terrifying wound on Lucius' body disappeared instantly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, he regained consciousness.

His first reaction when he woke up was to run, only to find he couldn't move at all.

Several school administrators and white wizards were clearly around him, but no matter how Lucius called for help, they were like wooden people without any response, as if time had stopped.

Such a bizarre sight made Lucius shudder, his eyes widened, and he observed this frozen space in horror.

At this moment, a voice sounded in my mind: "Lucius, you finally woke up."

The pure-blood wizard was frightened by the sound, and the whole person curled up, stammering and crying: "You...don't come here!"

But the next second, the mage's figure suddenly appeared in front of him: "Mr. Malfoy, you seem to be very dissatisfied with me, is it because I turned your son into a sheep?"

The flustered Lucius first nodded, but then quickly shook his head.

"That seems to be the case." The Master rubbed the beard on his chin and stared at him and asked, "But if it wasn't for me, your son with a broken leg would have been burned to death by the fire."

"Aren't you going to say something about that?"

The frightened pureblood lowered his head and said in a trembling voice, "Thank you... thank you."

The mage nodded: "Well, yes, but it's not enough, Lucius."

"I will find time to visit you and your family in a few days, and I hope you will be ready to receive at any time."

"Ah!" Lucius Malfoy was surprised, and finally summoned up the courage to refuse: "No, this is absolutely not possible."

The wizard knew in his heart that letting this purple-skinned monster go to his house would be tantamount to bringing a wolf into the house.

"You can't say it." The mage put his hand on his chest: "I'm just informing you, not discussing with you."

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you refuse."

"It's just that you may not be able to hide your identity as a Death Eater."

Just as the stormy waves were set off in Lucius' heart, the surrounding space resumed flow, and the noisy sound re-entered his ears, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

Dumbledore looked at him with a pale face and asked with concern, "Mr. Lucius, are you okay?"

Other school managers are also asking about his current situation.

In the eyes of these people, Lucius Malfoy just opened his eyes and woke up from a coma.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Under pure blood pressure, he forced out a little smile, but he had a new understanding of the strength of the mage.

I'm afraid even Voldemort can't compare to him.

Thinking of this, Lucius said weakly: "Come on, take me out of here."

Others thought he was ashamed simply because he lost the duel, so he couldn't wait to leave here.

But who knows, at this time, he is ashes.

Shortly after the trustees left with a frail Lucius, Fudge, the Minister of Magic, also bid farewell.

"Albus, Professor Ryze, I'm leaving too. There's still a lot to deal with in the department."

"I'll send you off." Dumbledore immediately followed in the footsteps of the Minister, presumably wanting to chat with him.

Before leaving, I didn't forget to say to the mage, "You can go back first~www.readwn.com~ Let's talk when I come back."

Lu Wu nodded in agreement, and then went back to the office.

Unexpectedly, Minister Fudge suddenly said: "Professor Ryze, I wonder if you are interested in joining the Ministry of Magic and becoming an Auror."

"Certainly not for you to give up your professorship at Hogwarts."

"Just wanted you to spare a few days to instruct other Aurors on the kind of magical arcane magic you use."

Fudge's idea is actually very simple. Through his observation just now, he found that arcane, a magical technique that does not rely on wands and spells, seems to be very suitable for Aurors who fight against black magic.

Moreover, the mages are strong enough, and if they join the Ministry of Magic, they can effectively enhance their overall strength.

Dumbledore thought that the minister's idea was not very good, but in the end he didn't say anything and left the decision to Lu Wu himself.

As for the olive branch thrown by the minister, Lu Wu did not give a clear answer, but only said that he would consider it when he went back.

Seeing that he didn't directly refuse, Fudge hit the railroad while it was hot: "No hurry, you can come to the Ministry of Magic first and get familiar with the environment."

"It's better tomorrow, I just have time and can send someone to pick you up."

Then he turned to look at his old friend: "Albus, do you want to come together?"

Dumbledore shook his head: "I won't go, the students still need me."

What the white wizard said was actually about the secret room. At this juncture, he really couldn't leave.

The minister thought he was looking for a reason to shirk, so he stopped insisting and continued to say to the mage: "That's the decision, I'll send someone later tomorrow."

Faced with such a warm invitation from Fudge, the Mage could no longer refuse, but had to agree.

At the same time, I have a plan in my heart, maybe I can take this opportunity to visit Lucius Malfoy's house.