Harry Potter’s Strongest Senior

The glamorous middle-aged man with silver straight hair is Linda's aunt, Awen Selwyn, and the brown short-haired man who confronted her turned out to be Ogadis.

　　As an elven clan, Linda, who is sensitive to senses, soon discovered that a battle had taken place here, and there was still an aura of restless magic in the surrounding air.

　　 The green pupils of the Asian pattern were tightly locked on Ogadis. After a brief fight, she understood that the man in front of her was very dangerous. In her memory, the human wizard could not reach his magic power.

　　 "Selwyn's direct descendants, are they only at this level now? It seems that the old British man is not as good as that a few days ago." Ogadis said.

　　 "Who are you, how did you find the reclusive place of the elves?" Yawen looked at Ogadis with hostility.

　　 Ogadis felt the unfriendly look in Yawen's eyes, and he sneered, "Didn't you guys live here all the time? I'm afraid you will move."

　　 Yawen’s expression remained unchanged, but he was surprised at Ogadis’s identity and background. From his words, it’s not difficult to tell that he seems to know the elves very well, especially the sentence, "Selwyn’s direct descendant."

　　 "Who on earth are you?" Yawen's tone was a little angry.

　　 "The last pure-blood wizard on earth." Ogadis said solemnly. "The elves are nothing more than that, then, goodbye."

　　 Ogadis flew out of the sky simply and neatly, Yawen looked at his leaving figure solemnly, and some of the dusty memories hidden in his heart were awakened.

　　 Legend has it that the ancestor of the elves was called Selwyn. Selwyn did an ulterior affair with a few celebrity wizards and companions. Since then, he has retired in the Norwegian forest. The elves have not migrated to a settlement for thousands of years.

　　 And it is said that the ancestors of the human wizards were Selwyn's companions at the time. These were already considered ancient secrets, and only a tribe like the elves that were not disturbed by the outside world could be passed down.

　　 "Auntie!" Linda shouted into the air.

　　 Yawen went to hear her fame, and then flew down gracefully, she said after finishing her fur coat.

　　 "Did you go to town again?"

　　 Linda nodded with embarrassment, and then asked, "Auntie, who is that man? I feel that he has amazing magic power."

　　 Yawen was silent, and did not answer Linda's question. She herself was not sure what Ogadis was from, but she knew from his words that he might have a close connection with the ancient wizard.

　　 Linda had to change the subject when she saw it, "Auntie, there are two wizards from England who want to see you, and an old wizard named Dumbledore said it's your friend."

　　 "Dumbledore? How did he come, where did you meet him?" Yawen asked in surprise.

　　 "The pizzeria in town, do you know auntie? He seems to need help."

　　 Linda's sensitivity to magic is also one of the best among the elves. When she approached Dumbledore, she keenly noticed that the magic in Dumbledore was a little messy, exuding a sense of incongruity.

　　 "Go and meet old friends." Yawen and Linda flew towards the town.

　　 Sean, who waited from day to night, was already planning to give up at this time, while Dumbledore was calm on the surface, and actually wondered if Yawen refused to see him.

　　 "Professor, I haven't come back so late, so I don't want to see us." Xiao En said.

　　 Suddenly, Dumbledore looked out the window, and the dark street was empty. Shaun felt that something was wrong and immediately opened the eyes of magic.

　　 There was nothing unusual on the street, but there were two bright meteors sliding towards this in the night sky, it was magical light.

　　 Linda and Awen were like two fairies, falling from the sky, Dumbledore stood up, watching his reaction, Sean knew that Awen was coming.

　　 The copper bell on the door rang, and the two walked in. The shopkeeper was about to open his mouth to say something. When Yawen waved his wrist lightly, a coma-like magic came out, and the shopkeeper sank on the counter.

　　 "Long time no see, Dumbledore, you are a lot older." Yawen said first.

　　 Dumbledore smiled, "Awen, you are still so young and beautiful."

　　 Xiao En looked at Yawen, the glamorous woman in front of him was more like an elf than Linda, because of her ears.

　　 Yawen’s ears are the iconic elven pointed ears, and Linda’s ears look no different from humans.

　　 "She also seems to be in her thirties. She and Dumbledore met thirty years ago. It seems that the actual age is not too young." Sean secretly said.

　　 The age of a woman is hard to guess, and the age of an elven woman is even harder to guess.

　　 "You don't look very good." Yawen saw through Dumbledore's situation at a glance.

　　 Although Dumbledore was very quiet along the way, Sean knew how painful it would be to be corroded by other people's magic in his body, and Dumbledore had been silently enduring it.

　　 "A few days ago, a mysterious young man came to a duel with me. I lost to him. His magic is now eroding my magic." Dumbledore said.

　　 Yawen suddenly thought of what Ogadis had said. He had fought with an old English man, so it seemed that the old English man was Dumbledore.

　　 "Is that mysterious young man called Ogadis?" Yawen asked.

　　 Dumbledore's expression changed, "How did you know?"

　　 "Just now, he found our retreat. I had a brief encounter with him, and it was a very terrifying opponent."

　　 After hearing this, Sean became even more confused by Ogadis, "Is he Dugu seeking defeat?"

　　 "Your injury, I have a solution, but it will take some time." Yawen said.

　　 Helbo defeated the alchemy doll after entering Nicolaemay's castle ~www.wuxiahere.com~ in a couple of twos. He sneered looking at the alchemy doll that fell apart.

　　 "The only level of alchemy?"

　　Niko Lemae and his wife waited calmly for Helbo's arrival in the room on the top floor, and Hoff had already walked from the underpass to the outside of the castle under Nick's persuasion.

　　 The alchemy defenses in the castle didn't do much for Helbo, and he soon came to Nicolae Mai's house.

　　 Two rickety white-haired elderly people in the room are making black tea, eating snacks, and leisurely enjoying afternoon tea time.

　　 "Nico Lemay, I'm very interested in your Philosopher's Stone. Handing it over can protect you from death." Haierbo said domineeringly.

　　 "The Philosopher's Stone has been destroyed, hasn't the French Ministry of Magic issued a notice?" Nick raised his teacup and asked.

　　 "I remember the notice, it was still the headline of the day." said the wife.

　　 "Really, that's a pity, but you can hand over the production method." Helbo said.

　　 "I am afraid I will disappoint you. All the information about the Philosopher's Stone is ruined, including the memory also deleted." Nick said.

　　 Nick didn't think about resisting. Even though he lived for more than 600 years, the elixir can only extend his life, and nothing else.

　　 In the past six hundred years, Nick’s magical distance has not increased, and the time to pick up the wand has become less and less. His magic level has regressed.