Back in the box, Moody was beaming with joy as he recounted to Twain and the other two how he had stripped Sirius and the other two in the bathroom, hugged each other, and posed in an unbearable position.
Unfortunately, he did not bring his camera.
Otherwise, it would definitely become a " beautiful " memory.
As he spoke, an urgent air defense alarm suddenly sounded in the sky.
The people on the platform looked up at the sky, not knowing what had happened.
A dignified middle-aged wizard rushed out of the train, pulled out his wand, and cast a Sound Amplification Spell on himself.
"Everyone, immediately find cover and hide. Don't expose your bodies.”
The people on the platform became nervous and looked around for cover.
The middle-aged Magus ran around to maintain order. Soon, everyone on the platform was placed in a safe place.
Although he did not see the other party's face, Tang En's intuition told him that this middle-aged wizard was not ordinary.
It was very likely that he had been on the battlefield before. Otherwise, he would not be so decisive.
Many wizards didn't even know what the air raid sirens in the Muggle world meant. They probably wouldn't even react when the bombs fell.
Of course, if it was really an air raid alarm, it would be the least safe to sit on the train, but Twain was not worried.
He knew that World War II would start today, but the flames of war would not spread to the British Isles so quickly.
Sure enough, the air-defense alarm stopped after a few sounds.
Twain thought that the matter was over, but he did not expect that after only a few minutes, the door of the box was pushed open roughly.
The middle-aged Magus who had been standing on the stage directing everyone to evacuate in an orderly manner walked into the private room with a man and a woman.
His majestic gaze swept over, but Moody, who was beside Twain, suddenly shivered.
Tang En felt that the middle-aged wizard's face looked familiar, but his gaze immediately fell on the two students in Hogwarts robes behind the middle-aged wizard.
The two of them wore the badge of the head of the student council on their robes.
The identity of the middle-aged Magus was self-evident.
"I'm Hogwarts 'new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Theseus Scamander.”
Twain pursed his lips casually.
"Professor, with all due respect, you brought two student council leaders to our door. How could you not know our identities beforehand?”
Theseus Scamander raised an eyebrow.
The two 7th grade student council leaders behind him were both surprised.
Twain's calm reaction did not seem like a freshman at all.
Theseus Scamander stared sharply at Twain.
"You know me?"
" In the Hogwarts list of books to buy, there is a book called 'Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.' The author is called Newt Scamander.”
"If it weren't for what happened on the platform just now, I might have mistaken you for the author of that book. I have to admit that you and your brother do look very similar.”
Theseus Scamander's determined face showed no change in expression.
"What a wonderful deduction, Mr. Twain Corleone!”
"But I didn't come to find you for this.”
"Just half an hour ago, there was a nasty attack on the train. Three Hogwarts students were knocked unconscious in the men's bathroom.”
Twain shrugged.
"What a pity. I hope all three of them are safe.”
Theseus Scamander stared at Twain.
"But I don't see any regret in you.”
Twain looked up.
"Professor, I'm not a criminal, and you're not an Auror from the Ministry of Magic, there's no need to beat around the bush.”
"If you suspect that this matter is related to me, then please show me the evidence.”
The head of the student union standing behind Theseus Scamander stepped forward.
"The three students who were knocked out were under a Memory Charm and don't remember what happened, but students who knew them testify that they were on their way to you before they were knocked out.”
Twain asked with a smile.
"I don't even know them. Why are they looking for me?”
The male student council leader was stumped.
He could not say that Sirius and the other two were going to find trouble with Twain, right?
Theseus Scamander knew that the head of the boys 'union was no match for Twain, so he took the initiative to speak.
"From the evidence we have so far, the four of you are the most suspicious. How can you prove that you have nothing to do with this?”
Twain glanced at the head of the student union behind Theseus Scamander.
He originally wanted to use the other party as an example, but on second thought, it was too boring to bully noobs.
If he wanted to torture someone, he should be torturing Theseus Scamander.
"Professor, you graduated from Hogwarts too, right?”
"Yes, I graduated from Hufflepuff.”
"Then surely you'll use a Memory Charm?”
"Why are you asking this?"
"I'm curious. Professor, you're such an excellent wizard. When you were eleven years old, did you already learn the Memory Charm and use it skillfully?”
Theseus Scamander frowned.
"That doesn't prove anything, Mr. Twain!”
Twain took out his wand and handed it to Theseus Scamander.
"Do you want to check it?"
Theseus Scamander took the wand and examined it carefully.
Indeed, there were no signs of casting spells.
Twain looked curiously at Theseus Scamander.
"Professor, did you find anything wrong?”
"Mr. Corleone, there is no record of your wand casting spells. Do you think this is normal?”
Twain asked, knowing the answer.
"Isn't this normal?"
Theseus Scamander took a deep breath and returned the wand to Twain with a straight face.
Although he had confirmed that Twain was the murderer, he did not have any evidence.
In addition, he was not really here to arrest anyone. The investigation of Twain was only to give the Blake family an explanation.
The matter ended here.
Before he turned to leave, Theseus Scamander turned around and glared at a certain little fatty who tried to hide and thought he didn't see him.
"Alastor, take your luggage and follow me!”
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