Ch 211-212-213-214-215

"Transfiguration-a little story you didn't know! "

Seeing the title of the book and the passage about Animagus in the book, Ivan glanced at Luna with a guilty conscience. Could it be that the other party guessed something?

How else do you read this kind of book?

Luna's silver-gray pupils were still staring at Ivan. Just when Ivan was a little overwhelmed, the little witch suddenly frowned and whispered with a trace of depression.

"You haven't delivered the letter for me last time..."

"I'm not a real owl, but I don't have a mail delivery service." Ivan said helplessly, admitting his identity.

There is no way to not admit it, Luna clearly identified him.

And it seems that the other party didn't tell Professor Flitwick or Professor McGonagall, but helped him conceal it. Otherwise, Professor McGonagall would have come to him angrily.

"So that owl is your Animagus?" Luna stretched out her hand again and gestured, then looked at Ivan, her eyes full of inquiry.

"Yes." Ivan nodded. This time he understood Luna was making gestures. It was the outline of an owl.

Then Ivan asked curiously. "How did you find out? There should be no flaws in my deformed owl."

Animagus is a very advanced transformation technique. Once the transformation is completed, even a wizard who is proficient in the same transformation technique can hardly find the clues.

"Because a real owl can't **** other people's letters or read newspapers, can't they?" Luna tilted her head, her tone light and flirty.

Ivan was speechless for a while, and it seemed that he had acted a little too outrageously.

Coupled with the fact that his deformed owl was very concerned about the headlines of "The Devil", no wonder Luna can easily guess his identity.

Ivan quickly thought of the flaws in his transformation.

It's just that Ivan always felt that Luna lacked common sense and was keen to pursue some weird things. Maybe he could accept a special owl.

Unexpectedly, the other party is much smarter than he thought...

Ivan shook his head and handed over the book in her hand. Luna reached out and took it, but her gaze stopped for a moment on the paper in Ivan's hand.

"Did you write this? A passage?" Luna said suddenly.

Ivan's movements paused, and he looked at Luna in surprise, grabbed her wrist and asked. "This is what I saw from other places. There are some secrets hidden in these characters. Can you understand them?"

"No, I don't understand, but I think it should be a paragraph... Maybe it's a compliment to someone..." Luna's voice was a little erratic.

Intuition? The flame of hope that ignited in Ivan's heart cooled down a lot.

The prompt given to him by the system is the key, which may be the key to unlocking a certain place, obviously not in line with what Luna just said.

After Luna got her book back, she was not talking with Ivando, and walked towards the library for herself, muttering, "That paragraph must not have been left by Ms. Ravenclaw. Yes, she is not so narcissistic..."

Ivan vaguely heard Luna's whisper, but he didn't know what the other party was saying.

However, Luna's behavior was strange, and Ivan couldn't guess the other party's thoughts, but suddenly remembered that she hadn't asked her why she could understand owl language.

Ivan thought for a while, and finally gave up the idea of ​​going over to inquire, and walked to Hermione who was flipping through the book on the resting seat.

"Hermione, have you found a clue to the characters?" Ivan asked.

"No, I checked "Ancient Egyptian Magic Text Collection" and "Magic Symbol Collection", but I didn't find any relevant clues..." Hermione was very lost and covered the book in her hand.

Having said that, Hermione hesitated for a while, pretending not to care, and asked aloud. "Who was that girl just now? Is she this year's new student?"

"Hmm... she was Luna, from Ravenclaw College, she happened to meet her, so she just asked if she could understand these characters." Ivan explained casually.

"The result..." Hermione became nervous for some reason.

"Luna said this might be a compliment to someone..." Ivan said.

"Can she understand?" Hermione was surprised, and then a little depressed. Obviously, I have read so many books, but none of the Ravenclaw girls who have just entered school understand much.

"Luna guessed it by intuition..." Ivan said uncertainly.

He remembered that Luna's instinct seemed quite accurate in the original time and space, but he didn't know why he made such an unreliable judgment this time.

intuition? This is also OK? Hermione was speechless for a while, and she was not cold with intuition and the like, which seemed to her to be no different from guessing.

...

Ivan and Hermione stayed in the library lounge for an afternoon, and until it was almost time for dinner, they walked together towards the large exhibition hall.

When I reached the door, Ivan saw a new parchment on the bulletin board in the hall.

A small group of people gathered around, reading the words written on the parchment, and Ron and Harry were among the crowd.

"Oh my God, Ivan, come and have a look. There is a duel club in school! It's at 8 o'clock tonight!" Ron turned his head and saw Ivan, waved at them excitedly, and said excitedly.

"What duel club? What's that for?" Hermione leaned in curiously and glanced at it.

"It should be a course to teach us how to duel. After all, this knowledge will come in handy one day." Ron imagined in his heart that he could one day be like the protagonist of a biography and fight a powerful enemy for three hundred rounds.

Ivan had known the news a long time ago, so it was not surprising at all.

I even admire Lockhart's resilience. I was shocked by myself yesterday, but today I'm cheering up again...

amazing!

When Ivan was thinking about it, Harry and Ron who were discussing turned their heads happily and said to him.

"Ivan, would you also go at night?"

"Of course ~www.mtlnovel.com~ I am also very curious about this duel club." Ivan nodded, he couldn't wait to see Lockhart's performance.

At eight o'clock in the evening, when the four of them came to the large exhibition hall together, they found that this place has changed a lot compared to before.

The long tables of the four colleges placed here have all disappeared somehow, replaced by a gilded stage with hundreds of candles floating above the stage, illuminating the surroundings very brightly.

Almost all Hogwarts students who received the news came, and gathered around the gilded stage to discuss this unusually special new course...

I don't know who will teach us today," Hermione squeezed all the way to the forefront, curiously guessing. "I heard people say that Flitwick was a duel champion when he was young, maybe he came to teach us how to do it. duel..."

Harry thought it might be Professor McGonagall to teach...

"I thought you could guess who belonged to this gilded stage..." Ivan ruthlessly gave them a head blow, shattering their fantasy...

"Did you mean..." Looking at the gold-inlaid stage, a figure appeared in Harry's mind, swallowed, and asked with a hint of luck.

"No..." Ron was also a little desperate, he felt that he shouldn't have come.

"Yes, it's Lockhart!" Ivan nodded, and then pointed to the door of the large exhibition hall.

The three of them cast their gazes over, and they saw Guidro Lockhart as expected.

It's just that Lockhart today seems to be a little different from the past. In addition to the purple-red robe, he also has a large golden cloak on his back, and there is also a rectangular magic tape on his side.

"Hello everyone!" Lockhart stepped onto the stage enthusiastically, waving at the little wizards around him.

At the same time as he raised his hand, the gold ring with sapphires on Lockhart's finger was exposed in front of everyone, but because of Lockhart's usual sassy temperament, it would not arouse people's suspicion.

With Lockhart on the court, there was a boo in the audience.

Lockhart didn't care, just as if he hadn't heard, he cleared his throat and said loudly to himself.

"Come around, everyone get closer! Listen to me!"

"Yes, your principal Dumbledore specially allowed me, your Defence Against the Dark Arts class professor, to start this duel club!

The purpose is to fully train everyone so that when you need to defend yourself one day, you can use the knowledge I teach you..."

While Lockhart was talking on stage, Marcus of Slytherin interrupted impatiently.

"Professor, can we leave now? I think I might as well stay in the bedroom and play wizard chess."

There are many little wizards who have the same ideas as Marcus. After learning that the duel club was run by Lockhart, everyone had no hope for it.

"No, not! I must tell you that it is extremely humiliating to avoid a duel in the magic world!" Lockhart shook his head.

Then Lockhart pointed to the door and said loudly.

"So in order to prevent someone from leaving a mark of shame, I have locked the door of the hall, and no one wants to leave until the class is over!"

A group of little wizards turned their heads and looked at the closed door of the exhibition hall. They were speechless for a while...

"How could he do this?" Ron said dissatisfiedly.

But Ivan knew that Lockhart had already made a desperate move and was ready to use the opportunity of this duel club to redeem his reputation in Hogwarts.

In order for this grand performance to have more audiences, Lockhart certainly will not let anyone leave.

Huh~

Just when everyone was making noise, a dazzling red light rushed into the sky from the top of Lockhart's wand.

The light of the spell touched the ceiling and exploded, bursting with brilliant sparks, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Seeing this, Lockhart nodded in satisfaction.

Although what he wanted to release just now was not the curse, but luckily it achieved the same effect, didn't it?

"Ahem... now I will teach you the duel skills, and I will choose a person to be my assistant to demonstrate to everyone..."

Lockhart's gaze flicked across the stage, thinking about who to choose to complete his debut...

This goal can't be too weak, so it can't be a freshman in the first year, but it can't be too strong, or he can't beat...

Lockhart's gaze paused briefly on Ivan's body, vaguely remembering the scene where he was almost alive yesterday, and he couldn't help but shudder. Finally, he turned to a Slytherin student and confirmed his goal.

"You! That's right, you don't need to look at others... it's you, Marcus!" Lockhart pointed his finger at Marcus, who had attacked himself before.

"Me?" Marcus was at a loss, but thought that Lockhart was a silly professor, so he stepped onto the stage graciously.

Ivan was very surprised that Lockhart didn't ask Snape to do the demonstration. Could it be that this guy has learned well?

"Quick.. Look, the cloak behind Lockhart is actually broken!" Ron said with a sneer.

After Lockhart turned around, Ivan also noticed this, and there was a big gap in the golden red cloak.

After Ivan thought about it, he understood that this should be a protective cloak. In the activated state, he forced a shot of the enhanced version of Shenfeng, causing some damage.

This does not hinder the normal use of the protective cloak, but the protective effect may be weaker...

"Okay! Let's officially start!" Lockhart on the stage gestured loudly, holding his wand.

"Now bow first!" Lockhart made a garish bow and motioned to Marcus on the opposite side to do the same as himself.

Marcus's movements were very perfunctory, but he lowered his head slightly, and eagerly clenched his wand eagerly.

Marcus felt that he would soon be able to knock down a teaching professor under the spotlight, which was enough for him to brag for several years.

And Lockhart is still teaching everyone how to hold the wand during a duel, and let everyone rest assured that this is not a real duel, and he will not take Marcus's life!

Even if he can do it easily!

"Professor, can you start?" As Lockhart belittled himself in front of everyone, Marcus's face suddenly darkened.

"Of course," Lockhart looked at Marcus who was impatient, raised his eyebrows, made a dueling posture, and counted.

"one two Three..."

"Tarantella dance!" Marcus had already shot the moment Lockhart uttered the last word!

The curse of galloping is like a red lightning~www.mtlnovel.com~ passing through the air,

Lockhart on the opposite side seemed to have not had time to react, and a smile appeared on Marcus's mouth, his face even more contemptuous.

Marcus seemed to have seen Lockhart dancing a funny dance on the stage in horror, which is why he chose this spell.

The next moment the curse came, Lockhart's face was still calm, he pretended to point his wand at himself, and the curse immediately bounced back.

The red light hit Marcus faster than before, and Marcus's body danced a funny dance uncontrollably...

Apart from Marcus's horrified yelling, there was sudden silence...

I bet that Lockhart will definitely make a fool of myself later, or I will just eat all my wizard chess..."

At the moment when the two sides were fighting, Ron turned his head and vowed to say, but he turned his head and was immediately dumbfounded when he saw the result.

"Then your appetite is really good, Ron!" Ivan vomited at the right time.

"What happened just now?" Harry was confused, he only saw Marcus cast a spell, hit Lockhart, and was bounced back.

Not only Harry, but the little wizards in the audience couldn't believe their eyes. All this happened so quickly...

"It's an iron armor curse! Professor Lockhart bounced Marcus' magic with the iron armor curse!" Hermione said aloud at this time, and judged from the effect that it should be an iron armor curse.

"Impossible, I hadn't heard him chant the iron armor curse just now!" Ron didn't believe it at all.

"In fact, it is possible to cast spells without chanting. Powerful wizards almost have no spell-casting skills..." Ivan explained aloud.

Not only that, if you can understand the principle of a magic spell, even a young wizard can do it after a period of practice.

Just like in the original time and space, the sixth grade Harry once used the knowledge left by Snape to release the fuchsia clock without curse...

"A powerful wizard? Are you sure you are talking about Lockhart?" Ron's expression was very strange.

I didn't say that... Ivan shrugged.

"Yes, I just used the iron armor curse, Miss Granger adds ten points!" Lockhart, who heard several people whispering, turned his head and clapped loudly.

"And Mr. Hals!" Lockhart looked at Ivan, then spoke. "He guessed that I am a powerful wizard who can cast spells without spells. I will add ten...no, fifty points!"

Add fifty points? !

The little wizards in the audience were stunned for a moment, and Hermione was also hesitant to speak, why did she add ten points?

Ivan scratched his head, not expecting Lockhart to come out for himself suddenly.

But soon, Ivan realized that Lockhart was planning to please himself...

Adding fifty points at a time, it really does not spare any effort...

"Professor...Professor Lockhart! Can you help me untie the curse first!" Marcus, who had been forgotten for a long time, yelled at this time.

Marcus regrets it very much now, he really can't understand why Lockhart is so powerful all of a sudden.

And the feeling of tap dancing in public was uncomfortable, so Marcus had to put down his face and ask Lockhart to release his magic.

"No hurry!" Lockhart smiled and shook his head, looking at everyone in the audience. "Now I will teach you how to effectively subdue your opponent and make him lose the ability to fight back."

As he spoke, Lockhart flicked his wand randomly.

Accompanied by a dazzling flash across the air.

Marcus, with a frightened expression, was instantly knocked out by a huge force, hit the wall behind, and slowly fell to the ground.

The magic wand in Marcus's hand also came out and fell into Lockhart's hand spinning in the air.

Lockhart was pretending at this time, introducing the disarming curse he released with the help of magic props to everyone.

"This is the Disarming Curse! As you can see, this Slytherin was easily taken away by me..."

"Of course, generally speaking, if you want to use the disarming spell, you need to recite the spell—except your weapon!"

After saying this, Lockhart wittyly blinked at the little witches below the stage, and the high voice echoed continuously in the large exhibition hall.

"After all, there are not many magical masters like me in the entire magical world!"

As Lockhart's voice fell, there was a burst of warm applause from the audience. Some little witches screamed and called Lockhart's name, and some even cried excitedly.

They were originally Lockhart's fans, but Lockhart's successive embarrassments over the past few months really disappointed them.

Especially after the Quidditch War, it is well known that Lockhart was a liar..

If someone publicly expressed their admiration for Professor Lockhart in Hogwarts, it would definitely attract scorn and ridicule from everyone...

So these diehard fans have had a very difficult time during this period. They were ridiculed and accepted. The most deadly thing is that their faith has collapsed...

But now it's different. Lockhart has shown his amazing strength and extraordinary spell-free spellcasting skills under the attention of everyone!

This makes them rekindle the fire of hope, how can they not be excited?

The other little wizards faintly couldn't believe it, because Lockhart's transformation today was too great.

It's just that Lockhart casts spells without curse twice in a row, and his easy and freehand energy has fooled most people.

"When is Lockhart so great?" Ron muttered to himself with his mouth wide open. He even wondered if someone used the compound decoction to pretend to be Lockhart...

Hermione was also extremely surprised, her brown pupils widened, and she was very surprised by Lockhart's sudden eruption.

Ivan noticed Hermione's reaction, and it was a little strange. He thought that Hermione would be just as excited for Lockhart's show off like those other little witches who admired Lockhart.

At this time Lockhart was enjoying the long-lost cheers, and the whole person was a little fluttering. Fortunately, he did not forget about the class. After clearing his throat, he said to everyone in the audience.

"Then now who wants to come up and make gestures!"

Seeing no one was on stage for a while, Lockhart Shi Shiran said again. "I believe that you have accumulated a lot of contradictions in normal times. Now it is a good opportunity to vent. You can designate who you want to challenge. Anyone can!"

As soon as Lockhart's voice fell, Malfoy jumped up from the stage.

"Good job! Malfoy, you are the first person to have the courage to come up! I can't believe that you are a Slytherin... The Sorting Hat should let you go to Gryffindor College!" Loha Especially praised.

"I don't want to be assigned to that stupid college, I would rather drop out of school and go home than go to that kind of place!" Malfoy's face turned black, and said arrogantly.

The lion cubs in the audience looked irritably at each other, but Malfoy didn't care. His eyes were fixed on Ivan, and his mind was full of memories of having eaten away on each other's hands since going to school.

"Ha..." Thinking of this, Malfoy wanted to call Ivan up to fight with him, but for a while, he thought of Ivan on the Quidditch pitch and knocked down more than a dozen Slytherins in one go. He trembled and turned. And said loudly.

"Harry Potter!"

Harry was stunned. How could he suddenly call himself when he saw Malfoy staring at Ivan?

Ivan was also a little surprised. He was ready to take the stage just now.

"Potter! Come up!" Lockhart shouted loudly, grabbing Harry's hand and pulling him onto the stage.

"Okay, now facing your opponent! Bow..." Lockhart glanced at both of them.

Harry's expression was somewhat tense, his right hand held the wand tightly, Malfoy was relatively relaxed, thinking in his heart how to make the other person embarrassed.

However, the two of them are extremely stubborn, and neither mean to bow...

"That's how bowing is, come, I'll teach you!" Lockhart took the trouble to correct the irregular movements of Harry and Malfoy, forcing them to bow face to face, making Harry and Malfoy twisted for a while.

Then Lockhart intervened in the spell used by the two in the duel, let Malfoy use the disarming spell, and Harry used the iron armor curse to defend.

Considering that the two are only in the second grade, Lockhart personally showed them how the magic should be released.

"Except your weapon!" Lockhart pointed his wand forward, and a red light flew from the top of the wand to the distance.

Lockhart turned his head to look at Malfoy. "You are going to do this, Malfoy, do you understand?"

Malfoy was confused. Just as he was about to say something, Lockhart had already turned his head to look at Harry, and instructed him how to use the Iron Armor Charm.

"Armor protection!" Lockhart pointed at himself with his wand, and an illusory magic barrier emerged around him. "Harry? Do you know how to release it?"

"Armor protector~" Harry also followed it several times stupidly, pointing his wand at himself, but it had no effect at all.

"Professor..." Harry looked at Lockhart anxiously, wanting him to teach a few more times.

"Now, start!" But Lockhart ignored him and urged Malfoy to attack with a disarming charm.

"Except your weapons!" Malfoy shouted.

Harry also hurriedly chanted the spell of the Iron Armor Charm again...

The two moved face to face, but nothing happened...

The scene was very embarrassing for a while...

Ivan almost laughed madly when he saw it underneath. The Disarming Curse and the Iron Armor Curse were magic spells that were only learned in high grades.

It usually takes a long period of practice to master it, but not knowing that the light spell can be released, but also the correct gestures to assist in the casting...

Lockhart is a half-hearted person himself, and he can use these two spells by cheating with magic props, so the method taught is not right at all. It is really **** that Harry and Malfoy can use magic.

"I think Professor Lockhart must have a problem. He must have used something else to cast the spell." Hermione, who had learned the Iron Armor Curse as early as last school year, looked suspiciously at Lockhart, who was commanding blindly on stage. , Said suddenly.

Hermione turned to look at Ivan who was squeezing a smile.

"Ivan, you must know something right?"

"No, I don't know anything..." Ivan shook his head quickly. Since the money was collected, of course he would not deliberately dismantle Lockhart.

It was just Lockhart's various show operations that made Ivan quite helpless.

If this foolishness continues, Lockhart will be dismantled again soon...

After Harry and Malfoy on the stage waved their wands stupidly for a while, they also realized that Professor Lockhart's things had no effect at all.

After the two sides looked at each other, they reached a consensus in the dark, disregarding Lockhart, who was yelling next to him, and reacted almost at the same time.

"Grin!"

"Tarantella dance!"

...

The light of the red and green spells collided in mid-air, and then turned to the sides, bringing up an arc-shaped aperture. Malfoy lowered his head to avoid the magic that hit him, and shouted again.

"Oolong out of the cave!"

A flash of light exploded from the top of Malfoy's wand, and a long black snake rushed out of the black mist, and fell heavily on the floor of the duel arena. He raised his head high and hissed letter in his mouth. ...

"I remember I asked you to use the Disarming Curse, Malfoy!" Lockhart said dissatisfiedly. He raised his wand and released an anti-curse to make the black snake disappear.

However, his spell went wild again. After being hit by his spell, the black snake quickly swelled and turned into a giant python...

The little wizards on both sides screamed and retreated, for fear that the black snake would slip to the stage, and the field would suddenly be in chaos.

Lockhart loudly told everyone not to panic, he came to protect everyone's safety...

"All petrification!" Lockhart remembered that he had another magic, so he used it.

The black python was hit by the curse and shuddered all over, struggling to shake off all the debris, looking extremely painful...

At this moment, Harry made a "hissing" sound in his mouth, and the **** python turned its head painfully to stare at him, and made the same sound, as if one person and one snake were communicating.

The communication did not last long, and the black python gave up struggling and collapsed on the floor, turning into a serpentine stone sculpture...

Ivan watching this scene from the audience, at the moment Harry uttered the snake language, there seemed to be a message in his mind that suddenly exploded...

Inexplicably sounded the words Luna and herself had said before, as well as the prompts given by the system, connecting them together.

A paragraph... someone to praise... the key... the snake language... the characters...

Ivan had a vague guess, but he still needs to find someone to confirm it.

Ivan looked at Harry who was speaking snake language on the stage. He didn't know it. After thinking about it, he shook his head. When Ivan decided to go back, he asked Tom to try it out.

After all, I might still need to learn this language. If you find Harry, it is not convenient to keep it secret.

Due to the chaos caused by Harry and Malfoy duel ~www.mtlnovel.com~ this farce called the duel club soon came to an end.

"Oh my God, Harry, you are a snake-like voice, you have been hiding from us before!" On the way back to the bedroom, Ron lowered his voice and couldn't restrain the shock in his heart.

"Snake voice? What do you mean? Do you mean talking to snakes?" Harry said blankly. He didn't understand why Ron was so excited, but he still talked about what he had communicated with a snake from Brazil before going to school. Let me talk about it.

"I think there must be a lot of people in schools that can do a little bit, right?" Harry said with a glimmer of hope.

"No, this is not an ordinary skill..." Ron shook his head, and told Harry that he was almost hooked up with the black wizard in the magic world.

"In fact, it is not so bad. It is said that the founder of Hogwarts can speak snake language..." Ivan said comfortingly.

The founder? Which founder? Godric Gryffindor? "Harry asked hurriedly, eagerly hoping that there is a great man in history who has the same skills as himself.

"It's Salazar Slytherin..." Ivan extinguished the illusion in Harry's heart.

"That's terrible!" Harry wailed.

Although there were no rumors in Hogwarts that Slytherin's heirs opened the Chamber of Secrets, even so Harry didn't want to have anything to do with the legendary founder of Slytherin College.

Ivan shook his head and ignored Harry's complaints.

In fact, if it weren't for the influence of Voldemort Horcrux, Snakemanship is still a good ability, at least Ivan would want it now...

After returning to the bedroom, Ivan avoided the sight of Harry and Ron and found the Horcrux diary he had kept for a long time.

As soon as I opened it, black ink appeared on the blank page for the first time.

[Hals, what have you done these days? ]

The handwriting was very sloppy, and Ivan even felt a bit of resentment from it. After smiling, Ivan explained it in the diary with a pen.

[I joined the Quidditch team, and I have been busy doing training with my teammates and participating in competitions recently. Anyway, I have been too busy recently...]

Ivan complained about his current situation and some daily troubles in his diary, which was filled with pages.

Tom also responded patiently to Ivan's distress, without being impatient at all.

For a time, the two regarded each other as their close friends, and even exchanged some little secrets with each other...

Ivan realized that the heat was almost over, and then wrote a character in the diary, "By the way, Tom, do you know this thing?"

The full pages of the diary were broken up into a series of words.

[Where did you see it? ]

"I discovered this by accident? What's wrong, Tom? Is there anything wrong with these characters?" Ivan asked instead, ignoring the process of obtaining the characters.

Tom was silent for a while, and just when Ivan was a little impatient and thought that the other party would not speak, new writing appeared in the diary again.

[This is snake language, or this is a text created by Salazar Slytherin based on snake language. It has a peculiar power...]

Looking at the words in the diary, Ivan fell into deep thought when he learned that these characters were related to snake language.

Ivan faintly realized that what he was looking for might involve Salazar Slytherin, one of the Big Four.

The "Origin of Blood" with a long history...will it be left by Salazar Slytherin thousands of years ago?

Various thoughts flashed through Ivan's mind, and the movements of his hands did not stop. Ivan was very cautious and asked Tom to learn snake language.

[Do you want to learn snake language? why? ] Tom was puzzled.

"Didn't you say that it is a text created by Slytherin himself and possesses peculiar power? Of course I want to learn..." Ivan replied casually, and then asked back.

"What about you Tom? Why can you understand snake language?"

[Because the blood of my ancestors-the great Salazar Slytherin is flowing in my body! Snake language is not something ordinary people can learn, only people with special blood can master it! ]

On the blank pages, black ink converges into words. Even if there are only words, Ivan can feel the pride and pride of Tom Riddle from his heart.

However, Ivan did not believe Tom's remarks. According to his understanding, Dumbledore could also speak snake language. The old principal was not a descendant of Slytherin.

As long as I can learn something, no matter how difficult it is, Ivan has the confidence to learn it, so he will not give up and let Tom teach himself again.

Tom responded quickly this time.

[Yes, but I just have a memory that has no power, can't pronounce it, and it's not easy to teach you. Can you find a creature to come over and kill it? I need to use this to cast spells. For example, your owl can...]

"Guckoo~" Maca, who was dozing off in the cage, shuddered suddenly, looked around in horror, and Ivan stretched out his hand to appease him.

"Sorry, Maca is my best friend...I won't hurt it." Ivan rebuffed decisively.

[Then other creatures are fine... Rats? spider? snake? ]

Tom said that he is not picky, he eats everything...

Ivan was caught in hesitation. He knew the details of the Horcrux diary, so he didn't dare to let it absorb vitality and restore power.

[Are you hesitating? Do not you trust me? We are best friends...]

Tom's words appeared clearly on the blank paper, printed very deeply and deeply, and the pages of the book were trembling slightly.

Ivan was keenly aware that his hesitation seemed to have made Tom suspicious, so he hurriedly remedied it.

"Of course I believe you, Tom!"

"However, the dark magic you mentioned looks like dangerous, I am afraid, and..." At this point, Ivan deliberately showed a hint of timidity, and continued.

"Mum once told me that it's better not to believe in anything that is self-conscious...you must understand me, right? Tom? We are best friends..."

Ivan, who is familiar with various routines, knows very well that when his opponent plays an emotional card, the best way to respond is to respond with another emotional card.

As my best friend, I believe in you, and you have to understand me...

Tom Riddle had a headache. Ivan's words made him really not sure how to answer. This was definitely the most difficult little wizard he had ever seen.

Seeing that Tom was silent for a long time and was not replying, Ivan's heart moved and wrote in the diary.

"Let's do it, or I will take you to Professor Dumbledore and ask if he has the magic to restore your power."

The diary began to shake violently. In less than a second, the two pages of white paper that were opened were covered with ink~www.mtlnovel.com~ It looked crooked and scribbled...

[No, don't, don't go to him! ]

[Hals, don't be fooled by your madness of the principal...he is not a good guy! ]

...

Ivan didn't expect him to mention Dumbledore a little, and Tom would have such a big reaction.

Just as he was about to appease each other, the many ink marks on the diary finally came together again, forming a series of paragraphs covering two pieces of paper. The thick and thick handwriting occupied Ivan's sight...

[If you don't believe me, I can take you to see it myself! ! ! ]