HP: Let professors walk towards the light

"Mir, there is a letter from your father. It is from England. I put it on the table. Please bring it to your father when you go to the hospital. I am leaving now."

The speaker was Madam Miranra Rex, a renowned elite Auror.

As for the recent Dark Wizard riot, although it was suppressed quickly, the other party had been planning for a long time and caught the target off guard, so there were still some casualties. This also caused Mrs. Rex to have a lot more work to do. Not only did she have to hunt down and hand over some escaped mice, but she also had to be responsible for appeasing the masses and finishing the construction.

When Mrs. Rex received the task of suppressing the riot, she was thinking that she could make a profit at the end of the year. But when she arrived at the scene, she learned that her useless husband had become a victim of the riot and was sent to the hospital! Mrs. Rex quickly sent someone to send a letter to her beloved son, and then - this dark wizard riot became the fastest forced suppression in the history of Egyptian magic.

After Mrs. Rex cleaned up the scene and investigated, she found out that a few dark wizards had just happened to choose her store, and her husband had just happened to be inspecting the store. When the two groups collided, old Rex took the initiative to go forward and entertain them, but then the other party used the Cruciatus Curse to start the war...

Old Mr. Rex was totally unprepared and took a Cruciatus Curse. If you play dead and hide, no one will say anything to you, and you won't be so seriously injured, right? But Old Rex stubbornly got up, took out his wand and fought with others. So, Old Mr. Rex was honored to get a bed in the magic serious injury room of Fate Hospital.

When Mrs. Rex finished her mission and rushed to the hospital, old Rex was lying on the hospital bed, smiling at her foolishly. This made Mrs. Rex so angry that she scolded him and left for work without looking back, asking her son Mission to take care of him.

Misent extracted the key to the problem from his mother's fury, looked at the old man on the bed helplessly, and was forced to ask for leave from the Egyptian Ministry of Magic to take care of his old father who was so seriously injured that only his head could move.

anyway.

Mrs. Rex hurried out after giving her instructions. Misent walked to the dining table and picked up the letter.

A letter from England? Was it a letter from his father's old friend? It was not until he saw the Talros family crest on the envelope that Misent thought of the elder whom he had admired so much when he was a child.

He brought the letter to Fate Magic Hospital and explained it to his father. His father quickly asked Missent to open it and read it to him. Missent also took the opportunity to pay attention to the content of the letter.

Unfortunately, the letter was not sent by that elder. It was signed by a woman named Hermalena. She simply asked about the situation in Egypt in her capacity as the head of the Tallos family. It didn't seem like anything special. It just happened that there was a wizard riot and her father was injured.

"Dad, who is this Hermarena? Isn't Mr. Tallos, who came to our house before, the head of the family?"

"This young lady is the current head of the family. She took over about five years ago. The man you are talking about is the father of this Hermalena."

"Five years ago? I remember that gentleman was quite young, and I saw him at school the year I graduated. And he resigned less than a year later? Even if he was a child, he couldn't be older than me." I haven't even taken over yet...

"Well, Miss Tallos was only five or six years old when she took over. It seems that she is only in school now."

"Six years old?! Successor to the head of the family? What about that gentleman?" Misent's eyes widened, unable to believe it.

"He... disappeared five years ago, along with his wife. The two of them were just like that... Then came the news that the young lady had succeeded as the head of the family." Old Rex sighed deeply, his expression revealing regret.

"Missing? And a couple together. There's something fishy at first glance. And then what? That's it? Won't the British Ministry of Magic investigate? They are the head and his wife of a big family!" Missent was a little excited when he suddenly learned that the elder he once admired might have met with an unexpected accident.

"It was checked at first, but somehow the Ministry of Magic found out that the head of the family left a letter for the young lady before he disappeared, so it was considered as a voluntary departure, and then she was declared dead due to an unfortunate incident." Old Rex also felt a little indignant.

"Running away on their own initiative? What kind of judgment is this? A couple would run away on their own initiative, leaving their underage children behind? I'm afraid the Ministry of Magic is too lazy to do anything! This result doesn't look right to anyone."

"What can we do? These things are beyond our control. It's just a pity for the young lady. At least she has done a good job and prevented our business from being swallowed up by other families!" Old Rex's eyes suddenly lit up.

"You mean, our family has been working for that kid for all these years?"

Misent sat on the sofa in the ward, crossing his legs.

"Is she really that powerful? I would like to meet her."

"How can you talk like that! Miss is the head of the family now after all! Don't be so nonchalant."

"What should we do? Your master of the family wrote that he wants to come to Egypt. Now you are lying here like this. Your mother never interferes in the business world. Do you want your half-baked apprentice to receive her? He is almost forty years old, and the lady is eleven years old. Are you sure she will like that antique? It is better to let a 24-year-old handsome guy like me come."

Misent raised his head, looking confident.

"You bastard! If I could get out of bed, I would beat you up!"

"I'm so sorry, you can't come down. If you come down, I will report it to my mother." Misent twisted the corner of his mouth with a gloating look.

"You! Cough cough...cough!"

"Oh, oh, why are you so excited? Are you so worried about me?" Misent handed a glass of water to old Rex. Old Rex raised his hand and slapped him, but the force was not very strong.

"Please save your energy. It's settled. Leave it to me. I will be careful and do it properly for you. Okay, I'll help you write a reply."

"Be careful! Be more respectful to the young lady and don't be so smooth-talking..."

"I know, I know. Ahhh, why are you becoming more verbose?" Misent even picked his ears deliberately.

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Micent looked out the window. The letter and the conversation with his father made him think of that gentleman unconsciously - Mr. Elvisent Tallos, the reliable and trustworthy nobleman.