Ch 261-269

Let's go, let's go to the forbidden forest first! "Ivan described the location to Dobby.

Ivan remembered that there were a lot of valuable things in the Eight-Eyed Giant Spider Cave, which was too heavy to be moved out before, but now they can all be moved.

Dobby nodded, grabbed Ivan's wrist, and began to cast the spell.

After a while, Ivan had already appeared next to the eight-eyed giant spider's residence when he came back to his senses again. In front of him was a ruin buried by rocks. It was the result of his explosion with two thunderbolts.

"What are we doing here? Sir!" Dobby looked around curiously, there was nothing but weeds and trees here.

"Can you use Apparition to take me in there?" Ivan pointed to the rocky ruins.

Dobby didn't quite understand Ivan's meaning, but still did so, and the two quickly teleported into the cave.

Although it was only a few days later, there was already a corrupt stench, and fragments of spider corpses were still piled up here.

Some eight-eyed giant spider spiders are even as big as a car, and no injuries can be seen all over their bodies. They just lie on the ground quietly, seeming to be able to wake up at any time.

Dobby's eyes widened, and it moved closer to Ivan in horror, stuck it on Ivan's thigh, and looked around the terrifying spider cave.

"First... sir... where is this?" Dobby stammered.

"Let's go! Our goal is further inside!" Ivan did not answer it, but walked straight into the cave.

Dobby followed in fear, grabbing the corner of Ivan's robe with his hands.

When he saw the long foot at the end of the cave, which was more than twenty feet long, lying motionless on the ground as if a dormant giant snake, Dobby was even more startled and screamed in horror.

"Gosh, this is... this is a basilisk!"

Dobby was panicked for a while, and he was holding Ivan's hand in fear and planned to teleport. It already understood how the eight-eyed giant spiders outside the door died...

"It's a dead basilisk!" Ivan interrupted Dobby's movements and walked forward step by step to the front of the basilisk.

Dobby was stunned, and then quickly followed up to see that there was a huge scar on the basilisk's head, and almost half of the snake's head was chopped off.

Not far from the corpse of the basilisk, the size of the Aragok hill was lying there, and a large hole was penetrated through the body.

Dobby could tell that it was the same magic that killed both...

"Did you do this? Sir! You killed the basilisk? You killed so many eight-eyed giant spiders?" Dobby turned his head shivering, tennis-sized eyes looked at Ivan in surprise. His eyes were full of worship.

"You are simply greater than Dobby thought!" Dobby screamed loudly.

"I didn't hire you to flatter me, move things quickly!" Ivan shook his head and continued.

"I'll divide the materials. You are responsible for using Apparition to transport the things to the responsive house. You should know where to go, right?"

"Yes, sir, Dobby saw you in that place before." Dobby nodded and said, then he started to work as hard as he did.

Without even letting Ivan do anything, Dobby cut off the remaining snake skin, all his teeth were pulled out, his eyes were packed, and the remaining corpses of the eight-eyed giant spiders were all dismembered into materials...

...

After scouring all the valuable things in the Spider Cavern, Ivan let Dobby be solely responsible for the sale, and he returned to his leisurely study and life.

After more than a month, while the proficiency of various magics was steadily improving, Ivan also took time to study Shenfeng Wuying's curse-releasing method.

This destructive spell created by Snape has almost become the strongest attacking magic in his hand.

But the inability to solve the spell has always been a big problem, which means that when he releases this magic, it is easy to cause irreversible results, and it can't be used as a regular magic at all.

For this, Ivan is of course unacceptable!

Since Snape was able to create the Shenfeng Shadowless Curse as a student, he should also be able to study the method to solve the curse on the premise of mastering the curse...

Ever since, taking advantage of some time before the end of the semester, Ivan plunged into the study of magic spells. After referring to a large number of magic books about spells and putting in countless energy, he finally got some results.

"Shen Feng Wuying!"

Time flies. One afternoon after the exam in June, Ivan gently waved his magic wand and cut a corner of the mahogany table neatly.

Then Ivan chanted a magical curse, put his wand against the incision, and the corner of the table slowly returned to its original appearance.

"I finally got it out!" Looking at the repaired table, Ivan breathed a sigh of relief, which shows that his curse-relief has successfully eliminated the effect of the Shenfeng Wuying preventing the wound from healing.

After busy work, Ivan, feeling a little tired, sat on the chair and snapped his fingers.

"Your tea, snacks, and today's Daily Prophet, sir!" Dobby appeared in front of him at the right time, and handed him a cup of tea and a newspaper.

Then Dobby stood quietly aside, waiting for Ivan's further instructions.

Ivan took a sip of the tea that the house elf had handed over, and while eating snacks, he opened the Daily Prophet and read it. By the way, he said with emotion in his heart...

The life of the corrupt wizard aristocracy!

Of course, Ivan is not talking about himself. After all, he paid his wages, which is different from those "slave owners"...

Drinking tea, Ivan glanced a few times in the Daily Prophet, and almost squirted out.

The headline of the front page reads Caring for Werewolves, starting with you and me!

On the cover of the newspaper's newsletter, there are several spirited werewolf wizards of Dougte who shook hands cordially.

Doesn't this old boy always hate werewolves? In order to gain a wave of prestige, I really don't have to face it...

Ivan shook his head helplessly ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and glanced at other pages. Part of the news content was reporting that he was awarded the Merlin Medal.

However, it has been more than a month since the award ceremony, and the heat has faded a lot.

Ivan didn't pay too much attention, and was about to fold the Daily Prophet and put it aside. At this moment, a corner news headline caught Ivan's attention.

[Dougt, the former deputy director of the St. Mungo Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, almost became a prisoner of Azkaban? ]

Ivan was stunned for a moment, and looked more curiously.

After reading the news content below, Ivan discovered that it seemed to be gossip news, and there was no evidence of stone hammers on it.

It's just an inexplicable mention that more than ten years ago, Dougt was almost caught in Azkaban because of something, and then he was successfully exonerated for some reason

Ivan originally thought that this was mostly made up by a certain newspaper editor based on some gossip.

But Ivan soon thought that Dougt was expelled from the Saint Mungo Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries more than ten years ago, and this news is probably not groundless...

Thinking of Dougert's usual inconspicuous performance, Ivan shook his head helplessly. Perhaps this old boy was caught for collecting black money...

Ivan murmured in his heart, put down the newspaper and looked at the house elf standing by.

"Dobby, how about the things I asked you to sell?" Ivan asked.

"Most of them have already been sold, for a total of four thousand five hundred gallons, sir!" Dobby said.

Immediately afterwards, Dobby snapped his fingers and disappeared. When he returned, he already had a bag the size of his head.

Dobby put it on the table, opened it, and all the glittering gold inside was Jin Jialong...

"Leave you there first, and when you go back, follow me to Gringotts to save it." Ivan nodded, becoming more satisfied with Dobby.

No wonder some old and wealthy wizard families like to raise a house elf.

Before this, Ivan was a little worried that Dobby would be very confused and mess things up. Later I found out that he had been thinking too much, and Dobby was still doing very well in some small things.

And because of the inherent characteristics of the house elves, Dobby is hardworking, not greedy for money, and loyal enough, making him the best choice for a housekeeper.

"Sir, we still have ten bottles of eight-eyed giant spider venom, more than ten snake teeth, and some other materials in our inventory."

Dobby reported to Ivan the remaining inventory in the responsive house, and then mentioned that it had found a suitable buyer, willing to purchase these items at a high price, and the transaction time was set in three days.

"Three days later?" Ivan thought for a while.

It happened to be when he went home that day, so Dobby would not be able to go back with him.

But fortunately, Ivan felt that he could tell Aysia about Dobby in advance, so that she would be psychologically prepared.

"Then wait for you to sell your things, then come to Knapped Alley to find me." Ivan clapped.

"Okay, sir!" Dobby nodded, and then disappeared in place with a bag full of Jin Jialong.

"In this case, it won't be long before you can get 20,000 gallons!" Ivan touched his chin and muttered to himself.

Since this school year, he has earned a lot of Jin Jialong from Lockhart!

Coupled with the income from selling magic materials this time, as well as the income of the magic shop for a year, it should be almost done together.

"Beware of the fish that slipped through the net..." Ivan glanced at the task list and called up the task of revitalizing the magic item store, looking at the following remarks, and fell into thought.

Knockdown Alley is not safe after all. If he can't solve all the troubles this time, he'd better change his residence!

...

Three days passed in a flash, and just before leaving school, the test results were finally announced.

As far as Ivan is concerned, there is no suspense about the results of the exams.

Except for the Defence Against the Dark Arts class that was cancelled this year, no results, all other subjects successfully got the highest evaluation.

Xueba's score is always so boring...and stable!

But it's different for other little wizards.

George and Fred couldn't sleep on the night of the announcement of the results, for fear of any subject with a score lower than E (exceeding expectations).

In that case, Mrs. Weasley would definitely be furious and terminate their research on mischievous magic items.

When looking at the results, both of them had weakened legs. Fortunately, in the end, their exam results all reached the standard. The brothers couldn't restrain their excitement and hugged each other in public.

In the afternoon, everyone took the Hogwarts special train and slowly left the station.

Along the way, Hermione twittered to everyone about her summer vacation plan, while Ron was teasing his mouse...

Ivan looked out the window, Hogwarts Castle gradually disappeared in his sight, and he was deeply moved.

At this time of the last school year, he was terrified, and he was even ready to fight Aysia.

Now I am looking forward to it...

Ivan smiled, wondering how surprised Aysia knew that he had earned so much Jin Jialong and had abducted a house elf back.

However, Ivan also remembered some not-so-good things, such as the last summer vacation he promised to go home for Christmas this school year.

Unfortunately, due to the loss of his diary, he was eager to find it and did not go back. He just asked Maca to send a letter of explanation and once again released the Aisia pigeon...

[Ding, at the end of this school year, is there a school year summary? ]

The system reminder sounded in his mind, and Ivan regained his consciousness, meditating silently in his heart.

Start billing...

[As of today, your performance this school year is as follows...

Class evaluation: perfect

Reward: 200 academic points

...

Final examination results: Transfiguration class (excellent), Herbology (excellent)...Magic history class (excellent)

Reward: 600 academic points

...

Glory: Quidditch champion (100 grade points), Gryffindor Academy Cup (100 grade points).

Overall reward: 1000 grade points]

Ivan glanced at the major bonus items summarized in the school year.

This year, one course of Defence Against the Dark Arts is missing, so the reward for exam results is fifty points less than the previous school year.

However, the class evaluation of the perfect level and the Quidditch champion made up the gap and raised the total reward to a thousand points!

"Unfortunately, it would be great if the legendary value can be rewarded." Ivan exclaimed in an inch, he was almost able to integrate the legendary value to the next bloodline.

Ooh...

While Ivan was thinking, the Hogwarts train slowly stopped at the station with a long chirping sound...

Ivan packed up his things and walked off the train with Harry and the others, lined up through the wall connecting the outside world, and arrived at London King's Cross Station.

Hermione saw Mr. Granger waiting for her in the station from a distance~www.mtlnovel.com~ and waved happily, and at the same time, she didn't forget to turn her head and said to Ivan.

"Ivan, Harry and Ron, don't forget to write to me during the summer vacation!"

"Of course, I promise!" Ivan said with a smile.

The little witch ran quickly, and Mr. Granger also nodded at them.

It didn't take long for the Weasleys to pick up Ron and George. In the middle, Arthur kindly invited Ivan to come to the Burrow when he had time!

But this suggestion was politely declined by Ivan...

After waiting for a long time in the same place, seeing Harry being taken away by the brutal Vernon, Ivan looked around but couldn't find Aysia, faintly feeling something was wrong.

Although he knew the way back, generally Aysia would come to greet him.

Was it delayed by something?

Ivan was worried that he would miss the meeting on his own and Esiah happened to miss, so he patiently continued to wait for the meeting.

However, as time went by, the crowd gradually dispersed, and Ivan's heart gradually sank, and he was not prepared to wait any longer.

Ivan walked out of the Kingdom Cross Station alone, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the Muggles on the street were rushing and passing by...

Suddenly, a strong wind blew over, followed by the sound of a whistle.

Ivan turned his head abruptly and looked over, and he saw a bright purple three-story bus approaching here.

It was as fast as lightning, ramming on the straight lanes, ignoring the traffic rules set by the Muggles, sprinting all the way backwards, and the pedestrians and vehicles next to it did not seem to exist to it.

Ivan even saw that when the bus was about to hit a person, the body of the bus twisted suddenly, bypassing the pedestrian in a very strange way.

And the Muggle's face was stuck to the car window, and he didn't even notice it...

After a while, the purple car hovered in front of Ivan, and the windshield read Knight Bus in golden letters.

The door was opened with a bang. A conductor in a purple uniform put his hand on the door, looked at Ivan below, and said.

"Welcome to the Knight Bus-this is an emergency vehicle used to transport troubled wizards! Just stretch out your wand hand and board the bus, and we can send you wherever you want to go!"

"I am Stan Sunpark, and I will be the conductor of this trip!" With a smile on his face, Stan Sunpark moved away, bowed slightly and stretched out his hand in an inviting posture, seemingly not worried about Ivan. Would refuse the same.

"Go to the Broken Cauldron Bar!" Ivan walked up as he expected. It was naturally faster to take the Knight Bus than on foot.

"A total of nine Sicos, thank you!" Stan Sampark reminded, after Ivan paid the money, he turned to curiously inquiring why Ivan was alone at Kingdom Cross Station.

"Is the little wizard who came home by himself strange?" Ivan glanced at him.

"It's really not a lot as young as you!" Stan Sunpark said with a grudge.

"Okay, go in, please sit firmly and we are going to drive!" Stan Sunpark patted the car door and asked with a smile. "Do you need coffee? Or chocolate? You just need to add three more! Today we can save you a newspaper or a toothbrush!"

"No!" Ivan shook his head and was about to walk into the carriage.

At this time, Stan Sunpark suddenly put his hand on his shoulder, frowning and asking. "Wait, have we met somewhere, I always think you are a little familiar..."

"Then you may have admitted wrong..." Ivan stopped, turned his head, and said.

Ivan knows very well that Stan Sampak may have seen himself in the newspaper more than two months ago, but he does not want to cause trouble now.

Stan Sampak let go, and Ivan moved on.

The inside of the Cavalier Bus is bigger than it looks on the outside.

There are seven brass-framed beds, most of which are occupied by other passengers. The nearest old wizard occupies two beds with his body on his side. He is looking at a prophet's daily newspaper and passing it. time.

Ivan randomly found a bed with no one by the window and sat down.

There was a light rain outside the window, and it looked grey.

The knight bus was sprinting on the road, and the bed in the car creaked. The bad experience made Ivan frown.

Fortunately, the speed of the Knight Bus was amazing, and the uncomfortable feeling lasted for about ten minutes. The car stopped in front of the Broken Cauldron Bar.

Ivan picked up his luggage and got out of the car, and Stan Sunpark's voice came from behind him.

"Good luck, Mr. Hals!"

Ivan turned his head unexpectedly, but saw Stan Sunpark take off his hat and salute him.

"I think you should carry the Merlin Medal on your chest at any time. That's a great honor!" Stan Sunpark said with a smile.

What am I doing wearing that thing? Ivan shook his head helplessly, he was not Lockhart.

Watching the weird knight bus driving far away, Ivan walked quickly into the broken cauldron bar.

Pushing open the door, the indoor stove is burning, and the tavern is very noisy. The old-fashioned owner Tom is drinking butter beer with a few wizards, and two fairies are playing cards not far away.

The lively atmosphere relieved Ivan's tense mood. He stood on tiptoe and tapped the enclosed stone brick on the side of the tavern three times with a magic wand.

This enclosed wall shook suddenly, and then the stone bricks full of it began to move irregularly. It didn't take long for a wide archway to appear in front of Ivan. Outside the passage was Diagon Alley!

Ivan didn't have the mind to stay here more. After walking through a bustling street, he turned to Knapped Alley.

It seems to be more silent here than before.

The few shops in the eye were clearly still open, but they closed their doors and windows, and the dark wizards who wandered nearby were nowhere to be seen.

In the evening, the sun set, and the continuous light rain slowly stopped, and the dark clouds in the sky were still gloomy.

Ivan's inner anxiety became more and more intensified, and he couldn't help speeding up his pace.

Boom~

Just as Ivan was passing a corner, a huge explosion sounded from the front, and the bright red flames were clearly visible.

Ivan hurried to the direction of fire and explosion.

When he got there, Ivan's pupils shrank, and the place where the accident happened was his black magic shop.

An irregular circular hole was exploded on the side of this double-storey building, and some fire light, gravel and dust were still faintly visible on the ground.

Ivan blessed himself with an iron armor curse as fast as he could, and rushed in directly. Seven or eight corpses in black robes fell to the ground and were blown to blood.

It's a thunderbolt explosion! At a glance, Ivan recognized the killing magic that could cause such a range.

Did Aesia do it? How is she?

Ivan tried his best to think of a good place ~www.mtlnovel.com~ but he became more upset in his heart.

The use of blasting magic of such intensity in a small room is extremely dangerous, unless it is a last resort, it would not be done.

Ivan ran all the way, trying to use the faster unicorn shadow to help him search. The white mist gradually floated out of the magic wand, but he could not form the appearance of a patron saint...

"Hushen guard...Hushen guard!" Ivan tried hard to release his blood magic. Finally, the white mist reluctantly condensed into the appearance of a unicorn, but in the next second it suddenly dissipated, and the white mist floating from the wand also disappeared..

Ivan's footsteps stopped, his brain was blank,

On the floor in the corner of the hall, a familiar figure fell in a pool of blood. She closed her eyes, her delicate side face was bloodless, and her scattered long hair was stained with blood...

That's Aysia!

And not far from where Esiah fell, standing a black-robed wizard holding a magic wand, Ivan's killing intent rose to the extreme, and a pair of black eyes automatically transformed into orange-yellow vertical pupils!

Perhaps noticing the movement when Ivan came in, the wizard turned his head abruptly, but before he could do anything, he met the snake eyes!

At the moment he stared at each other, the black robe wizard felt his body was sucked in by those eyes, and his soul wandered out of touch, and all thoughts and thoughts disappeared without a trace.

Bang~

The body of the black robe wizard fell to the ground in a daze, and there was no sound.

Ivan covered his eyes, half of the magic in his body was evacuated, but still resisted the discomfort and rushed to Aysia.

Noting that the blood was slowly flowing out of Aysia's back, Ivan hurriedly helped her up and pressed her wand against the **** wound on her back.

"The scar is healed!" Ivan shouted loudly.

Green fluorescence flickered on the tip of the wand, the magic quickly worked, and the wound gradually healed.

Ivan was not happy, because there was too much blood in the ground. He trembled slightly to test Aysia's breathing with his fingers, and then felt her heartbeat.

As a result, I didn't feel anything, even because of the excessive blood loss, Aisia's body was cold...

"No, no! Maybe there is still salvation. This is the magic world, not Muggle's hospital!" Ivan kept comforting himself in his heart. It should be too late. He can let Dobby send Aysia to St Mungo's Magic Injury hospital.

Thinking of this, Ivan shouted into the hall surrounded by dust and ruins.

"More than!"

Slightly hoarse shouts kept echoing, but no one responded for a long time...

Ivan hit the ground with a punch. He remembered that Dobby was responsible for selling the last batch of magic materials today, so he wouldn't follow him.

"Damn it, where is the Saint Mungo Hospital for Magical Injuries?" Ivan kept mobilizing the memories in his mind.

He vaguely remembered that the entrance was at a certain Muggle department store, which was far from here, and it was definitely too late to use the normal method.

Dougt!

Ivan suddenly thought of him, Dougt's mansion is very close here, and he was once the deputy director of the St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries. Maybe there is a way to save Aysia!

Thinking of this, Ivan stood up again and waved his wand to levitate Aysia's body. Just like this, I took Aisia and ran towards Dougert's mansion.

The street outside the door was empty, all doors and windows were tightly closed, and Ivan walked through a remote alley, and Dougt's mansion was in the distance.

It didn't seem to have been attacked here, it was as usual, and the empty trees and weeds around it were obviously lacking care.

Ivan knocked **** the door, and then felt too slow, so he was about to try the lock-opening spell.

At this moment, the door was opened,

Dougt behind the door still looked sloppy and looked at him silently.

"Dean Dougt, is my mother still saved?" Ivan eagerly stepped away, revealing the pale and quiet Asia behind him suspended in mid-air.

Dougt turned his gaze to Aysia, and after looking at it for a while, his expression was much calmer than Ivan had imagined, he said.

"She is dead!"

"I'm asking you if she is still saved?" Ivan did not refute Dougt's words, but increased his tone again.

"No one can save a dead person!" Dougt gave him a deep look.

Ivan was silent for a while, realizing that Dougt's reaction was not right, and his hand was already on the wand.

Bang~

When the two sides confronted each other, there was a slight noise from upstairs...

"What's that?" Ivan didn't look up, his eyes still fixed on Dougte, the magical fluorescence flickered on the top of the wand, and the iron armor curse had been blessed on him.

"Maybe it's a cat, who knows?" Dougt said casually.

"I don't remember that you raised that thing..." Ivan's vigilance was raised to the extreme, and he suspected that the Dougte in front of him was not himself at all.

However, at this time, Ivan keenly noticed that Doug's left hand holding on to the doorknob was engraved with a skull mark on his wrist.

A serpentine snake crawled out of the big mouth of the skull and formed an inner ring of eight characters on the wrist.

Ivan shuddered and said word by word.

"Dark Mark, are you a Death Eater?!"

He suddenly understood why Dougte, who was the deputy dean more than ten years ago, was expelled from the St. Mungo Hospital for Magical Injuries, and why he was almost caught in Azkaban...

Because more than ten years ago was when Voldemort fell...

Ivan found that he seemed to have been underestimating the former dean in front of him, or that he had never really understood him...

"Does she know you are a Death Eater?" Ivan stared at Dougt, and asked coldly.

"Maybe I don't know..." Dougt glanced at his wrist inexplicably. He didn't wear that weird wizard robe with long and one short sleeves today, so naturally he couldn't cover his wrist. Mark of the Dark Devil on the wall.

Dougt's attitude was like lighting a gunpowder keg, Ivan's anger had risen to the extreme, his eyes faintly changed into orange and yellow vertical pupils.

Hearing Ivan's emotional changes, Dougte's mouth suddenly evoked a sneer smile, "I advise you not to waste time with me. With that effort, you might as well think about what you have done..."

"It's the same to ask from you!" Ivan's tone became more and more unkind, and he confirmed what Dougt should know, and subconsciously used the blood magic Unicorn Shadow.

But the white mist drifted out, and then collapsed in an instant...

Calling the gods to guard is a rare emotional magic that requires the happy emotions of the caster as a primer, but Ivan finds that he cannot be happy no matter how much he thinks about it.

Bang~

Taking advantage of this gap, Dougt's left hand, engraved with the Dark Devil's mark, had already closed the door.

In the next moment, the explosion sounded and the door was blasted open!

Ivan walked in, the hall was very messy, with a mess of wine bottles piled up.

There is no human figure here, and there is no trace of fighting.

"Apparition?!" Ivan's complexion was very ugly, and he could disappear from his sight in this short time, and only Apparition could do it.

Even so, Ivan still held the slightest possibility of Dougt hiding in the mansion, and blasted the entire mansion with a thunderbolt.

In just a few minutes, Dougert's mansion collapsed...

After some venting, Ivan looked at Aisia, who was suspended beside him, closed his eyes as if he was asleep, and stood in a daze for a long time.

Vaguely, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Ivan felt as if some liquid had slipped down his cheeks.

Is it raining again?

Ivan looked up, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, accompanied by a flash of lightning.

The rain is pouring down...

Ivan's wand tapped lightly, creating a magical barrier to block the raindrops for Aysia, and then silently returned to the original path.

The big raindrops hit Ivan's body, his clothes were soaked and transparent, but Ivan didn't care. The cold rain kept him awake.

Countless thoughts surfaced in Ivan's mind and stepped into the dark magic shop.

Ivan waved his magic wand to restore the broken hole, his thoughts were already extremely calm, muttering to himself.

"There must be a chance, as long as I can get that...time converter!"

Ivan remembered the magical item that could reverse time and space, although the use of the time converter had some limitations, and it couldn't change the established facts.

But with proper calculations, there should be a chance to reverse all of this...

The premise is that he needs to find the messenger behind the scenes before that, and figure out what happened.

The renewed hope made Ivan cheer up again, and began to clean up the messy dark magic shop with the dusting spell.

Under the action of magic, dust and some irreparable wooden frames were all swept into the corner, and the blood on the ground was also collected.

The only thing that didn't move was the corpses of the invaders. Ivan took a few steps closer and looked at them one by one, and found that they were all strange faces, and there was nothing on them to identify themselves.

After remembering their faces one by one, Ivan walked to the black robe wizard again, grabbed his head and looked at it, and let go in disappointment.

He is also dead!

Ivan sighed. If the black-robed wizard hadn't died, he might be able to torture some intelligence from the opponent's mouth, as well as the news that was instructed behind the scenes.

It's a pity that his basilisk pupil has played a deadly effect for the first time...

Ivan guessed that the power of Snake Eyes is probably related to his mood swings. The stronger the killing intent, the stronger the effect of direct death, but at the same time it is more likely to lose control...

The loss of an important source of information makes Ivan a little irritable, but this does not mean that he has no other way.

Ivan stretched out his hand and pulled a pinch of the black wizard's hair, then he paused, thinking of something, and took a piece of Aysia's hair.

Then Ivan began to deal with the corpses of the invaders, sealed them up, and threw them into a compartment.

As for Aisia's corpse, Ivan used the Transformation Curse to make a coffin and placed it inside, then ice-sealed it with the spell, and took it to the basement for storage.

Walking step by step in the basement with a coffin, Ivan's mood is very complicated. He remembers the summer vacation last semester, and he also followed Aysia to learn how to make magical objects here.

Thinking of this, Ivan turned his head and looked at the workbench, and found that there were a large number of magic props placed in it, which seemed to be things usually placed on the counter for sale.

Did Aysia anticipate an attack in advance?

The thought flashed in Ivan's heart, he didn't care anymore, sealed the coffin of Esiah in a secret underground place, and then sealed the entire basement!

After doing all this, Ivan decisively left the black magic shop.

After being attacked, this place is already very dangerous. He is not interested in being a target here, and he needs to find some helpers to implement the future plan...

For example, those werewolf wizards.

However, after arriving at the werewolf station in the rubble on the east side, Ivan realized that things were worse than he thought.

There is no one here, food is cooked in a large pot framed around the corner, and some dishes and chopsticks are scattered in the ground.

Ivan's face is very ugly, he muttered to himself.

"Who is it, who transferred all the werewolf wizards here, or obliterated?"

He had ordered Fran and Walker to contact Aysia only unilaterally, and he had to write to him to report the situation in any action, and it was unlikely that Dougt would mobilize them.

...

Two days later, in an abandoned house somewhere in Turnover Alley, Yifan concentrated on making a pot of compound soup.

Suddenly, Ivan's movements stopped and he looked forward.

A small, ugly house elf appeared there, holding a pile of potions books in his hands.

"Sir, the book you need..." Dobby carefully put the book on the table.

Then Dobby looked at Ivan eagerly, and stopped talking. It keenly sensed that Ivan was in a bad mood, and wanted to ask questions and solve problems for his new owner.

But looking at Ivan's gloomy face, Dobby didn't have the guts to speak...

"How about the place where you are monitoring?" Yifan turned his head and continued to make the compound decoction, asking stiffly.

"Everything is normal, sir! No suspicious persons were found." Dobby reported.

Ivan nodded, somewhat disappointed.

It stands to reason that the black-robed wizards who attacked the black magic shop were completely wiped out, and no news came out. The agents behind the scenes should send investigators to check the situation.

With this in mind, he would send Dobby there to watch.

If you can catch the other party's investigators, you will be able to find out the ins and outs of the attack, find and kill the messenger behind the scenes.

It was a pity that the other party was more cautious than he expected, or the investigators had already arrived before he sent Dobby to monitor.

Ivan frowned, broke another clue, and then recalled scenes from two days ago.

While the anger filled his heart, Ivan was very sure that Dougte must know something, and may even be involved in it...

Ivan doesn't know where this **** is, but he can find someone who knows him!

"Dobby, get ready, I'll take me to the Saint Mungo Hospital for Magical Injury and Sickness." Ivan covered the pot of potion. It takes a certain amount of time to make the compound decoction.

If I didn't find Dougert's movement this time, Ivan would have to take the risk of using the compound soup to disguise himself as the dead black-robed wizards, or even Asiah, and go to places where there are many people like the Broken Cauldron Bar. The spies and the hunters behind the messengers lead out.

This is why he blocked the news and dealt with the intruder's corpses one by one...

"Yes, sir! Dobby can take you there anytime! The former owner once took Dobby there!" Dobby promised, patting his chest.

.....

In the evening, in the corner of the St. Mungo Hospital for Magical Injury and Injury, the space in the corner of the dean's office seemed to be torn apart.

In a blink of an eye, a large and a small figure appeared out of thin air~www.mtlnovel.com~ Ivan looked around, it looked very big, and the entire dean's office was divided into two areas for receiving guests. The lobby, and the desk filled with various paper documents.

On the wall are various medals and banners, as well as a striking Merlin Medal.

"This is..." Ivan walked all the way to the desk and picked up the photo frame in the corner with a group photo on it.

In the middle of the photo is the appearance of a brown-haired young wizard in his twenties, with a hearty smile on his face.

Ivan once saw a photo of him in his youth on the wall of Dougert's mansion, exactly like this one.

A middle-aged wizard and a middle-aged witch stood on both sides of the young Dougt. It seemed that they should be Dean Bohan and his wife...

(PS: There were a lot of people spraying in the last chapter. Let's just talk about it. Angels are not literary. Reversal is not a system task. The plot can be rounded back. The upper floor of Dougert's mansion is not the protagonist.)

Ivan looked at this group photo, and it seemed that Dean Bohan didn't hate him as much as Dougt said.

While thinking about it, Ivan sat down on the chair in the living room and waited silently for Dean Bohan to come back. Dobby also quietly followed him.

Ivan doesn't know where Dean Bohan's house is, so he can only meet him here.

From the evening until the night.

No one walked into the principal's office midway. When Ivan's patience was about to run out, the sound of a twisting handle finally came from the door...

Click...

The door of the dean's office was slowly opened, and Bohan walked in with a look of fatigue with a few medical records.

Closing the door, Dean Bohan walked a few steps forward, then stopped abruptly.

Because there was an extra figure on the chair in the living room, and he remembered that he did not invite anyone to come here today, and ordinary guests would not turn on the lights.

Dean Bohan vaguely noticed something was wrong, and stretched out his hand to hold the wand.

"I advise you to put down your magic wand..."

Behind him, a squeaky and weird voice came over, and Dean Bohan turned his head and looked over and found a house elf blocking the door, with magical light shining on the fingers of his left hand.

Dean Bohan happily released his hand holding the wand, Dobby nodded, pointed his right hand to the living room, and then made an inviting gesture.

"Please go over there, Mr. Dean!"

Dean Bohan walked calmly to the living room.

At the same time, the magic light in the dean's office was also turned on by Dobby.

The dim living room became bright in an instant, and Bohan saw clearly that the little wizard sitting in the chair was the little wizard who had a relationship last year.

"It's been a long time, Dean Bohan!" Yifan proactively spoke out, and motioned with his eyes to relax Dobby, who is ready to cast spells at any time, and don't act without authorization.

He is here to inquire, not to confront the other party.

Not to mention that Dean Bohan helped him last school year, and Ivan didn't want to be too stiff with the other party.

"Halse?" Dean Bohan gave Ivan a deep look. "I didn't expect that we would meet again in this way..."

"This time you came to me. Is there anything wrong?"

Dean Bohan walked to the opposite side of Ivan and poured him a cup of tea as if he were entertaining ordinary guests.

"I want to ask you something about Dougt... Do you know where he is?" Ivan was not interested in drinking tea and chatting slowly, but went straight to the topic.

While speaking, Ivan's pupils looked straight at the old man in front of him who was nearly seventy years old, hoping to see a trace of something wrong in his face.

Hearing Ivan mention Dougert, Dean Bohan frowned. He seemed to be even more tired, and it took a long time to sigh.

"Dougt? Then you found the wrong person. I expelled him from the Bohan family more than ten years ago. He has nothing to do with me..."

Ivan did not reply, took out the photo of the group photo and placed it on the table.

"You should know that people are getting old, and sometimes you always like to remember the past. Since you have been in contact with Dougert, you should know that he and I are very at odds with me. I can't know his whereabouts." Dean Bohan looked at him. At a glance, his complexion didn't change, he said.

Ivan was silent for a while, and the latter acted very calmly. Only then did Ivan put off the idea of ​​obtaining Dougert's whereabouts from Bohan, but still asked aloud.

"What about the Dark Mark on his hand? Don't you know?"

Ivan has never been able to understand why Dougert's front and back contrast is so great, it is impossible for a person to pretend for more than ten years.

He clearly saw in his past memories that Dougte's care and admiration for Esiah was inconsistent with Dougt's indifferent performance that day.

Dean Bohan looked at Ivan in surprise, paused and then continued.

"Of course I know this. This is also the reason why I removed him from the Bohan family!"

"So Gert is really a Death Eater who follows Voldemort?" Ivan's face was gloomy.

"Yes, that's right!" Dean Bohan sighed.

He guessed from Ivan's expression what might have happened, hesitated again and again, Dean Bohan spoke slowly.

"I can tell you about Dougt, if... this can help you."

Ivan nodded hesitantly.

Dean Bohan's face showed a little reminiscence. He was talking about things more than ten years ago. At that time, it was during the Wizarding War and the entire magical world was in chaos.

Almost every day, a large number of Aurors wounded in battle and ordinary wizards persecuted by dark magic come here to receive treatment.

As a medical institution, the St. Mungo Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries must provide them with assistance.

The only people who are not welcome are the Death Eaters. Bohan has always loathed these thugs who preached the supremacy of pure blood and acted recklessly, so he was unwilling to provide any form of treatment for Voldemort's minions.

In addition, he and Dumbledore have always had a good personal relationship, so the entire St. Mungo Hospital for Magical Injury and Injury is leaning on the rebellious camp.

"That Voldemort just let you treat those who resisted him?" Ivan asked in doubt.

"Of course not! When the dark power was at its strongest, the Death Eaters organized several offensive operations. Although it was very difficult, we suffered heavy casualties, but we finally resisted them."

Dean Bohan shook his head and spoke again. "And the Dark Lord himself was involved in other things, so he can't get his hands free for the time being."

"What about Dougert?" Ivan was a little impatient, he didn't want to understand the confrontation between the Death Eaters and the St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries.

"He was caught, just when we were fighting the Death Eaters for the seventh time." Dean Bohan answered Ivan's doubts.

"So Doug surrendered and became a Death Eater?" Ivan thought in his mind, this is only possible.

"Yes, I thought he would be braver, but I didn't expect him to be a coward!" Dean Bohan showed a rare anger on his face.

When he received the news, Bohan was even ready to collect Dougt's body.

Even though he was his only son, Bohan always believed that Dougte would resist the threat and persecution of the Death Eaters, even if he sacrificed his life for it!

Just as heroic and unyielding as the others who died in the hands of Death Eaters!

It's a pity that the result disappointed him. Dougt appeared in front of him again two days later~www.mtlnovel.com~Dougt took some Death Eaters and instigated some unsettled medical staff. Li Ying Wai He occupied the entire St Mungo's Magical Injury Hospital!

"The Dark Lord promised him fame and power, and Dougte directly took the position of my dean and imprisoned all those who disobeyed him, ready to dedicate it to the Dark Lord.

He wants to turn this place into a place to serve the Death Eaters, which is probably what Voldemort expected..." Dean Bohan's tone was very sharp, as if he was not talking about his own children, but some hate The enemy in general.

When everyone resisted stubbornly, his son Dougter was the first to surrender...this is a shame!

How does this make him worthy of those who the guards insisted on resisting in the hospital and finally died generously?

"And then?" Ivan never thought that Doug became a Death Eater in this way, or the most shameful betrayer!

"Then that night, his greatest reliance on the Dark Lord fell!" Dean Bohan said.

That night? "Ivan was shocked. He didn't expect that it would end in such a dramatic way in the end.

"Yes! That night!" Dean Bohan affirmed, his expression very cheerful.

"The Aurors who rushed in late at night overcame the panicked Death Eaters, and of course Dougt... my son!"

Ivan could predict how desperate Dougt was at the time, falling from the peak of his life to the bottom in an instant.

Perhaps there is regret!

If Dougt persisted for another day or two, he would not be a Death Eater waiting to be judged, but a hero who resisted the Dark Lord!

But the choice has no turning back, this is also the punishment that the traitor deserves!

"Then he wasn't imprisoned in Azkaban? With the other Death Eaters? Did you save him?" Ivan thought that Dean Bohan must have relented to Dougert.

But Bohan shook his head, and he said with a sullen face.

"I won't save a coward! Even if it is my child. But Dougter claimed that he was under the Imperius Curse, and he did not have time to kill any innocent person with his own hands... So the trial court finally ruled him Not guilty!"

"But I think these memories are enough to make him live in remorse forever..." Dean Bohan said desperately, because he knew very well that Dougt was not under the Imperius Curse at the time, which was also unusual for him. Reasons for anger.

Ivan was silent for a while, and he looked down at the group photo. The family of three above interacted intimately, and the brown-haired young wizard was smiling at himself.

Perhaps the son of Dean Bohan only exists in his memory and this photo...

"Excuse me, Dean Bohan!" Ivan stood up, knowing that he didn't need to stay here anymore.

Dobby stepped forward and grabbed Ivan's arm in good time.

With a snap of a finger, the two figures disappeared before Bohan's eyes.

There was only one person left in the spacious dean's office. After a long time, Bohan tremblingly stroked the group photo, feeling very complicated.

...

On the other side, the temporary resident of Knapped Alley.

The space was distorted and torn, and the figures of Dobby and Ivan appeared here.

In the cauldron on the side, the potion was bubbling with bubbles, and some books were neatly placed on the table, and it seemed that no one had come in.

Yifan watched the compound decoction being brewed. It would take some time for this potion to be brewed.

Losing the clue from Dougt's side, Ivan can only take a risky plan to lure the attacker out.

However, this is extremely dangerous. You have to know that there were nine wizards who attacked the black magic shop two days ago! It looks like they are all vicious dark wizards, hard to deal with...

Ivan is very clear about his abilities. Under normal combat power, he is better than an ordinary Auror. His advantage lies in the blessing of magic items and the instantaneous explosive ability that blood magic brings him.

This gives Ivan an advantage when facing two or three ordinary adult wizards.

If the enemy is stronger and more numerous, he will face the dilemma of excessive consumption of magic power.

The most important thing is the shadow of his bloodline magic unicorn, which is temporarily unavailable. As long as Ivan thinks about happy things, he will think of Aysia, and then remember the appearance of Aysia when he died a few days ago, interrupting the patron saint. Of cohesion.

The only thing Ivan can rely on is the newly acquired blood magic basilisk pupil!

With the blessing of anger and killing intent, the power of Snake Eye has been greatly enhanced, replacing the shadow of the unicorn and the enhanced magic text once every six hours, becoming his most powerful trump card!

It's just that there is usually a risk of losing control in use...

It takes a certain amount of time for Ivan to run in and practice, and it is best to find a qualified thug as a helper.

Considering the disappeared werewolf and Dougte, who had hidden his true identity, Ivan no longer even trusted the Auror friends he had made.

What he wants is a person who knows the roots and is easy to control, and there will be someone in his memory to meet his requirements soon...

That is Sirius Black who escaped from Azkaban!

As a core member of the Order of the Phoenix, Sirius Black is bold, powerful, and rich in combat experience. He is also an Animagus who can transform and hide.

In addition, this guy has the most urgent desire-to kill Peter the Betrayer Pettigrew, and to meet his godson Harry Potter.

This gives Ivan full confidence that Sirius Black will help him,

After all, he holds a live map, is Harry's friend, and can easily access the mouse that he wants to kill, these three factors are enough to make Sirius compromise as a bargaining chip.

Ivan, who had been thinking for a long time, opened his eyes and said to Dobby, who was standing aside with his ears drooping.

"Dobby, you continue to monitor the dark magic shop and the dilapidated mansion nearby, by the way, bring me back a copy of the Daily Prophet every day."

"Yes, sir!" Dobby patted his chest enthusiastically, and then disappeared into the room.

Ivan himself managed to get to the table. Regardless of whether it was still late at night, he picked up a book about compound decoctions brought back by Dobi before and opened it up, and even used his academic points without hesitation.

It didn't take long for the sound of increasing potions proficiency to sound in his mind...

Rather than looking for the real culprit behind the scenes, Ivan is more eager to find a way to change the outcome of Aisia's death, otherwise it would be meaningless for him to use the time converter to return to the past.

If he remembers correctly, someone in the original time and space has already demonstrated to him what he should do, the question is whether he can restore that scene.

...

In the following time, Ivan read the book day and night, taking a nap only when he couldn't hold on.

In the midst of such crazy learning, after a few days, the system prompts in my mind sounded.

[Ding, your potions proficiency has been upgraded, the current level is 5 (6/3200)! ]

But Ivan didn't respond. He was still flipping through the book, his eyes became brighter and brighter~www.mtlnovel.com~ He had an idea in his mind, but he just needed to find a chance to try if it was possible.

"Sir, I think you need a break..." Dobby suggested cautiously.

Ivan ignored him, and Dobby sighed and handed a copy of the Daily Prophet.

"This is the Daily Prophet for today, sir!"

Ivan, who was flipping through the book, stopped, turned his head and took a look, then was stunned.

The headline of the first page of the newspaper said impressively.

[Sirius Black, the most evil and most dangerous prisoner in Azkaban Prison, escaped three days ago and his whereabouts are unknown! ]

(PS: The original work of the compound decoction did not explicitly mention the need for living human hair. Moody was not killed to facilitate hair extraction. I will post specific fragments of the original work in the author's words. If you have any questions, you can check it yourself. )

Next to the newspaper headline was a large dynamic photo of a man with a haggard face and long, tousled hair.

In the back is an introduction to the life and evil deeds of Sirius Black. The editor of the newspaper also reminded Sirius that Sirius is an extremely dangerous person. He once used a spell to blow up half of the street, resulting in the deaths of more than ten Muggles.. .

Seeing this, Ivan put down the books in his hand and turned his gaze to the table and the finished compound decoction.

"It's time...just right!" Ivan stood up and muttered.

"Sir, are you planning to take a break?" Dobby noticed Ivan's movements and said with joy.

"No, it's not time to rest." Ivan walked to the table, filled the compound decoction into the reagent, took out a few strands of the attacker's hair and put it in his pocket, and then thought about taking Aisia The root was also put in.

Dobby's happy expression froze, and then became very frustrated, but still waited eagerly for Ivan to give the next order.

...

A few days later, a street next to Privet Road was empty,

With a letter in its mouth, a gray-white owl stared at the wide street below with its wings fluttering, then slowly lowered its height, and stopped in a dense bush.

This letter-delivery owl was naturally Ivan's Animagus form. During these two days, he spent a lot of time searching for Sirius's movements.

However, what Ivan didn't expect was that Sirius could hide more than he thought.

Only once did he find the changing black dog of the other party in a long narrow alley.

But Sirius was very vigilant and didn't stay there long before slipping into the bushes and disappearing.

Ivan had no choice but to stand by and wait for the rabbits near Privet Road.

Because in the original time and space, Sirius would come to see Harry when he was driven out of the house.

After all, it happened to be around Harry's birthday. On such a special day, Sirius was naturally coming to see his godson.

Ivan doesn't think that his existence can affect this result...

The sky was getting dim, and Ivan kept staring at the house of Uncle Harry's house.

It didn't take long for Ivan to hear a scream and abuse coming from ahead.

Ivan took the envelope and moved closer.

Through the window, he clearly saw a huge, inflatable middle-aged woman floating on the ceiling of the residence, like a large human-shaped hot air balloon.

The other person's mouth was screaming in horror, and the Vernons were hurriedly trying to pull Aunt Maggie down in the air.

There was a quarrel in the hall, and a few minutes later, Harry, who was carrying the box, slammed out the door and dragged the box forward angrily.

Ivan waved his wings and leaned forward pretending to be an owl delivering a letter.

He wasn't sure whether Sirius would be observing in the dark, and he discovered that he was an owl who had stayed here for a long time, so he had better take a little insurance.

Harry dragged the box and walked across several streets like flies, and then collapsed tiredly on a low wall on Magnolia Crescent Street.

Thinking back to the bullying at home, Harry's anger kept pouring out.

In order to be able to go to Hogsmeade Village like other little wizards this school year, he has endured to the limit!

Even Uncle Vernon deliberately said that he was studying at a school where juvenile delinquents were being held and that he was beaten and corporal every day, but he did not refute it...

But only... he can't tolerate Aunt Maggie's abuse and insult to his parents, so even at the risk of being expelled from Hogwarts and breaking the magic, he has to teach him a lesson!

A thick anger burned in Harry's heart, but it was soon extinguished by the cold night wind, all turned into worries about the future.

He understood that he had seriously violated the "Reasonable Restraint of Minor Wizards Act", and now he can't find any place to go.

The only good news is that the Ministry of Magic has not sent anyone to arrest him...

Maybe the people at the Ministry of Magic have forgotten about this. They are so busy and there must be countless things to deal with every day.

Just as Harry was holding a glimmer of expectation, he saw a gray-white owl flying towards him, with a letter still in its mouth.

Is it a letter from the Ministry of Magic? !

Harry's heart was drumming, his hands and feet were cold, he had expected this moment, but he was still very flustered when he really faced it.

"Cuckoo~" The gray-white owl landed on his shoulder.

Harry's hands were shaking, and he tore the envelope with difficulty.

He thought that he might see a stern letter in it, telling him that he would be expelled from Hogwarts, or he would be broken off with his wand and locked up in Azkaban...

There is no worse result, right?

Harry felt that he was ready to face everything, and put the letter in front of his eyes, and it was written in pale gold ink.

[Happy thirteenth birthday to Harry Potter! ]

The signature below is Ivan Hals.

Harry looked at it blankly, holding the envelope and was suddenly moved, and the fear and fear of being kicked out of the house also eased a lot.

Although he is desperate now and may be expelled from school, Harry thinks he still has friends who care about him!

I didn't receive Ivan's birthday card in the morning. Harry always thought Ivan had forgotten it, but he didn't expect it to be sent at this time.

Harry cheered up a little and looked at the owl that stayed on his shoulder and didn't leave. It was a little strange. He remembered that Ivan's owl didn't seem to be like this, what about Maca?

The gray-white owl didn't pay attention to Harry~www.mtlnovel.com~ The pupils stared at the dim place ahead, and carrying a letter was just Ivan's pretending to make himself look like a real letter delivery owl.

His target has always been Sirius!

Harry followed the owl's gaze curiously, where there was a black hole, only two eyes were very conspicuous under the reflection of the street lamp, and he blinked.

Harry was taken aback and fell directly to the ground, his luggage smashed on his feet, Harry didn't even notice.

"Fluorescence flashes!" Harry waved his wand and used the light curse. He no longer cared about the rules that cannot be cast outside the school. He had violated it once anyway.

The light dissipated the darkness, and Harry saw clearly that there was a **** dog in front of him. It looked very thin, and his eyes were staring straight at him.

You are finally here... Ivan in the form of Animagus is also staring at the black dog, but he didn't do it right away, after all, Harry is still here.

The black dog...or Sirius also realized at this time that something was wrong with the gray-white owl.

Sirius, who had been hunting down like a frightened bird, immediately became vigilant. As an Animagus shapeshifter, he certainly would not despise any animal with abnormal behavior...

The black dog snarled at Ivan, but didn't dare to move.

Because Harry was here, he wasn't sure if the opponent would harm his godson.

However, it seemed to Harry to be another scene. The black dog in front of him seemed to rush up to bite him at any time. Harry hurriedly took out his wand and pointed it at the opponent, recalling the magic he had learned in his heart.

Sirius realized this, and after a curse in his heart, he gritted his teeth and ran away. He was betting that another Animagus shapeshifter came for him, just squatting at Harry here. , There is no malice towards Harry.

After running for a while, Sirius turned his head and saw the owl chasing him. While relieved for Harry, Sirius also understood that he might be in danger, and immediately buried his head and ran all the way.

Ivan's changing owl quickly followed, with a high-altitude vision, he was not worried about losing, and besides, he did not come alone...

The black dog galloped all the way, at an amazing speed, walking more and more in the small alley. At this moment, a house elf suddenly appeared at the end of the alley out of thin air, blocking him in front of him.

"Quickly stop, **** dog!" Dobby screamed, and at the same time stretched out his right hand, a dazzling red light flew out from the tip of his index finger.

The black dog's pupils tightened. He didn't expect that there was a house elf in the hunting team. At this time, it was too late to turn.

He leaped up and stepped on the wall of the alley. He turned to avoid another spell released by Dobby. He jumped directly onto the two-meter-high wall and turned into another alley in an instant. in.

Nice response!

Ivan, who had witnessed all this in the sky, thought of it in his heart.

It seems that this thug is still qualified!

Ivan speeded up and dived down, and it seemed that he could no longer watch the battle.

Sirius also noticed Ivan's approach, and after running a few steps forward, his body changed and returned to his human form. He grabbed the trash can beside him and threw it at Ivan.

Ivan flicked his wings and accelerated his ascent once, avoided the trash flying in the sky, and accelerated again to lean towards the opponent.

Without a magic wand, Sirius couldn't use many decent attacks, not to mention that he hadn't eaten for a long time, and his physical strength was limited. It was almost exhausted after running for a while.

Dobby had already teleported behind him with Phantom Shift, blocking his retreat, and another spell hit.

Sirius rolled and dodged, he was very clear that he might not be able to escape today, his eyes were full of madness, and he planned to fight to the death.

However, Ivan did not give him the opportunity to use the blood magic basilisk pupil in the form of Animagus!

Orange-yellow vertical pupils appeared in the eye sockets of an owl, and Sirius, who was staring at him, was petrified in an instant and fell to the ground.

After a period of crazy practice, Ivan has mastered this bloodline magic, which can control the power of the snake's eye very well, so he is not worried about Sirius being stared to death by himself.

And this special bloodline magic can be used with only two eyes, and the invisibility of Animagus is enough to make the enemy lose the ability to resist unconsciously.

The gray-white owl fell to the ground slowly, and in an instant it transformed into Ivan's appearance. He glanced at the stiff Sirius who had fallen into a petrified state, and said.

"Dobby, take him back with us."

Dobby stepped forward and grabbed Sirius's arm and looked at Ivan in awe. He only saw Ivan's deformed owl flapped its wings a few times, and then Sirius, who was still alive and alive, was hit by a petrification spell It fell down like this.

so horrible...

Dobby shook his head, quickly shook off the thought, and then grabbed the arm that Ivan handed over, performing Apparition, and the three of them disappeared in place.

...

Back in the station in Knockturn Alley, Ivan found a bottle of dark potion from the room.

This is a special potion boiled with mandela grass, which can be used to eliminate the petrification effect of snake eyes. After obtaining the blood magic of the basilisk pupil, Ivan brewed some and kept it next to him. Need.

Ivan filled Sirius with the potion, then put the reagent away, turned back to the table and continued to study the improved data of the potion, waiting for Sirius to wake up.

Just as he turned around, Sirius suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up and swooped, acting as fast as thunder!

Then he fell to the ground with his stiff hands and feet...

Dobby was taken aback, and looked at Sirius vigilantly. The index finger of his right hand was already shining with magical light, and he just waited for the other party to change and blasted directly!

Ivan was not surprised, he didn't even turn his head, a slightly hoarse voice came over.

"Don't struggle, it will take a while for the potion to completely remove the effect of petrification. Now you can't stand up..."

Sirius braced himself hard, staring at Ivan with an incredible color on his face. He did not expect that he had not been caught by the Auror, but instead fell on the boy who was at most thirteen or fourteen years old.

Feeling the heavy limbs and groggy head, Sirius wisely gave up the idea of ​​direct confrontation temporarily, and calmly looked around, looking for a chance to escape.

Obviously this is a dilapidated house. Although it has been cleaned spotlessly, it can be easily seen from the basic furniture and the cracks and holes in the walls.

What attracted his attention most was the lifelike stone sculptures of animals placed on the balcony, most of which were common creatures such as rats, snakes, and geckos.

Sirius squinted, thinking of the orange-yellow pupils he saw before he lost consciousness, and his stiff body now, and his heart felt cold.

That's probably not the stone carving ~www.mtlnovel.com~ but the living creatures. They should all have a very special kind of petrified magic that can be released by looking at each other.

Ivan ignored Sirius' movements, and still improved the potion on his own. No matter how much he can do, it won't help.

Ivan tentatively added the black silk powder into the crucible, and after a while, billowing black smoke came out.

Failed again...

Ivan was very irritable in his heart, resisting the idea of ​​blowing up the crucible, recording the data on the paper, then turned his head to look at Sirius, and said.

"Sirius Black?"

"It's me..." Sirius grinned fiercely.