Hogwarts Blood Wizard

"The Blood Wizard of Hogwarts (

"Which department is responsible for protecting the circle and blocking the fireplace?" Ivan asked.

"It's the Department of Mystery Affairs and the Department of Magic Transportation..." Umbridge replied without hesitation.

"Very good..." Ivan thought of the intelligence of these two departments in his mind. After a while, he suddenly picked up his wand and pointed it on Umbridge's forehead.

"Forget it all!"

A cloud of white light lit up in front of Umbridge's eyes.

Umbridge only felt his brain groggy, as if he had forgotten something, and he sat there blankly.

About three seconds later, Ivan slowly put down his wand and inserted it back into Umbridge’s waist. Then, with a thought, he took the black quill that Umbridge was holding and used it kindly. The healing magic healed the scar on the back of her hand.

After all this was done, Ivan stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and Umbridge recovered from the trance.

【What's wrong with me? 】

Umbridge shook his head dazedly, and memories came out.

Only then did she remember that she was punishing Ivan Hals and wanted to force him to help correct Dumbledore.

But the kid in front of him was very stubborn. Even after more than two hours of needle-like pain, he was reluctant to subdue softly. He wrote a whole piece of parchment abruptly, staring at it in a daze and almost fell asleep.

Thinking about the cause and effect, Umbridge looked down at the page on the table. In her impression, Ivan Hals had just handed it over.

It's just that this handwriting is a bit familiar to me?

Umbridge frowned involuntarily, but there was a voice in her heart that kept telling her that this is the handwriting of Ivan Hals, and that she thought too much...

Umbridge was in a daze, then dropped the parchment into the burning fireplace, and then looked at Ivan and said with a smile.

"Let’s stop here today, Hals. Go back and think about my proposal. You will come to my office once every night for the next week, until you keep [School Rules and Discipline] in your heart, do you understand? ?"

"Every night? You may be mistaken? Professor Umbridge, I think it is enough to come once a week." Ivan shook his head. He didn't want to waste so much time chatting with Umbridge.

Seeing Ivan dared to disobey her, Umbridge's face suddenly darkened, but she quickly regained her calm, because she suddenly felt that these words were not unreasonable, and she had seen Ivan's stubbornness. I'm afraid that simple writing can't make the other party soft.

So she had better take some time to persuade the Ministry of Magic to allow her to use those criminal laws that had been abolished in the last century, such as... hanging up the wrong student with a whip!

In response to Umbridge's thoughts, Ivan's mouth twitched slightly, but he did not disturb the middle-aged witch's interest, and decisively stood up and left.

Walking out of the office door, Ivan returned to the Gryffindor lounge along the corridor while collating the information he had received from Umbridge.

It is worth mentioning that Umbridge’s performance was too different before and after. When he returned to the Ministry of Magic, he was seen through. Ivan did not use the Imperius Curse to forcibly control the opponent’s words and deeds, but gave Umbridge extremely. A large degree of autonomy, with only minimal control.

Just in case, he also revised Umbridge’s memory again, deleted the paragraph about the Ministry of Magic, and changed it to Umbridge’s supervision of his writing [Comply with School Rules and Regulations].

With these two levels of arrangement, unless it is Dumbledore and Voldemort, a thorough investigation of Umbridge’s memory, it is possible to discover some clues...

"Ivan, are you okay?" "Did Umbridge punish you?"

As soon as they stepped into the door of the lounge, the little wizards of Gryffindor immediately gathered around, asking babbled questions.

Hermione grabbed Ivan's right hand for the first time to check, and when she saw that there were no scars on the back of her hand, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"I said before, Hermione, Umbridge is just talking to me, she can't help me." Ivan in turn took the little witch's arm and said with a smile.

"Then this week's assembly will continue?" A voice suddenly rang from the crowd.

The noisy lounge suddenly became very quiet, and everyone looked at Ivan uneasy. According to the latest regulations of the Ministry of Magic, he was caught participating in a large-scale gathering but was about to be expelled...

"Of course... continue! But the form needs to be changed a little..." Ivan looked around the crowd and said with certainty.

...

A few days passed in a flash. After pacifying Umbridge, Ivan returned to his normal learning career, and continued to study and familiarize himself with the power of the Sorcerer's Stone in his spare time, so as to avoid any accidents during the battle.

As for the action against the Ministry of Magic ~www.mtlnovel.com~, Dobby was instructed to assign corresponding tasks to Dougert and others.

Ivan is only responsible for providing a general idea. The improvement and execution of the plan are naturally left to those brains to fix the blame, and just find them something to do, so that these people will not eat rice every day...

In addition to these two important things, Ivan will set aside one or two hours a day to teach the little wizards who participated in the Defense Against the Dark Arts Society.

The meeting place has also changed from the remote screaming shed to the practice room of the responsive house.

After the Philosopher’s Stone was made, there was no need to deliberately hide it. Ivan simply set it here for the convenience of it. The time was changed from once a week to every day, but it was reduced to more than forty people every time.

In this way, by rotating every few days and covering each other, the possibility of being discovered will be greatly reduced.

No matter how many people disappear in the castle, Umbridge's brain will automatically shield this anomaly, but on the surface it still needs to behave like a look.

"Miss Ekmore, the iron armor curse is a very practical magic that can resist or even rebound the enemy's curse. You need to gently wave your wand, do as I do, and then say the spell Protegos~ (armor protection

On Saturday evening, inside the responsive house, Ivan slowly waved his wand as a demonstration, and an invisible magical barrier suddenly appeared around him.

"Is it like this? Protegos! (Armor bodyguard Marietta Ekmo stood next to Ivan and imitated him, waved her wand and chanted a spell, the magic barrier appeared faintly, but it soon slammed Shattered.

Obviously, the spell failed. Marietta sighed and was a little disappointed. She practiced for more than an hour but still made no progress.

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