Ch 410-420

After hearing Ivan's hoarse cry, countless dementors gathered around him and asked about the situation.

"what happened?"

"As soon as I came...I saw...you...being beaten..."

"It's... the Ministry of Magic... the wizard..."

...

A large number of dementors gathered together, and the whirring wind echoed in Ivan's ears, transformed into intermittent words.

Facing the enquiries from the dementors, Ivan pretended to be angry and replied: "Why else? Because of our previous private intrusion into the Quidditch stadium, the special investigator sent by the Ministry of Magic prepared to The harshest means to punish all of us!"

As soon as Ivan's words came out, the surrounding dementors were in an uproar and became very panicked.

Although they directly forgot the Ministry's rules when they first violated the rules, this does not mean that the dementors are not afraid of the Ministry's methods.

On the contrary, they knew that they could not be the opponent of those wizards.

It is also based on this that the dementors are willing to obey the orders of the Ministry of Magic. The occasional loss of control is only due to their chaotic nature and their desire to absorb happiness temporarily overwhelming their fear of the Ministry of Magic.

Looking at these panicked dementors, Ivan was speechless. Since he was so afraid of the Ministry of Magic, why did you go?

However, in order to cause some confusion and make it easier for him to run away, so as not to be caught, Ivan shouted loudly.

"Be quiet! Everyone, please listen to me!"

All the dementors who fell into chaos and panic stopped one after another and looked at this strange kind. They had never seen a kind with such clear thinking before, so they all looked curiously. Ivan.

Ivan continued to shout loudly.

"Should we always accept the oppression of the Ministry of Magic like this? I hope everyone hasn't forgotten, that incident is not our fault at all!"

"It is the Ministry of Magic that restricts our personal freedom and forces us to carry out meaningless patrols. Have they considered our feelings? No! They never care about our thoughts, and are not even prepared to provide us with any food... ."

"Obviously it was the mistake of the Ministry of Magic. They didn't reflect on it but wanted to punish us with the harshest means!

We will be punished if we resist! You will be punished if you don't resist! Then why don't we choose to stand up and resist? Rights have always been won! "

Ivan looked at the dementors listening carefully, knowing that they were all attracted by his own words, and cleared his throat and continued with impassioned expression.

"I have a dream! I dream that one day every dementor will be able to travel freely in the magical world and spread fear to all beings...

Dreaming that wizards, dementors, elves, and many intelligent creatures can mingle with each other..."

"I announce... Starting today, the dementors are standing up!"

"The orcs will never... Bah, the dementors will never be slaves!"

...

Ivan was full of nonsense, babbling the preaching words he heard from various places in his previous life, and put them together, and then sent them to these dementors.

If this is replaced by a normal-minded wizard or Muggle, he might be knocked off the stage...

But these dementors, who are already low in IQ, have ever heard such passionate words?

Under Ivan's loud slogan, more and more dementors recalled the experience of the Ministry of Magic not giving them food to make them work for nothing, and became extremely angry.

The dense black fog suddenly spread the entire sky into terrible black...

Although the voices of the dementors talking to each other seemed to outsiders to be nothing more than the whirring of the cold wind, Professor McGonagall frowned when he felt the malice that was coming from the sky.

But soon Professor McGonagall stretched his eyebrows and looked at Umbridge playfully.

She believed that Umbridge would no longer stubbornly feel that these dementors were actually harmless creatures that had been tamed.

Noting that these dementors were getting closer and closer, Umbridge suddenly panicked, and he regretted his rash actions...

Umbridge stepped back faintly, and scolded in angrily.

"What do you want to do? I'm a senior investigator appointed by the Ministry of Magic! Don't you all go back to patrol me!"

Umbridge moved out of his identity as an investigator of the Ministry of Magic in an attempt to scare away these dementors.

It's a pity that under Ivan's flicker, the surrounding dementors were either dazzled by anger, or they were inspired by Ivan to fight for the benefits of the race, so they didn't even care about Umbridge.

"Attention, our enemy is the short fat wizard below, the one who beat me just now. Don't call the wrong person... the other wizard is very powerful, and we can't deal with it anymore!"

As the troublemaker, Ivan considered that his combat effectiveness in Dementor's form was very mediocre, so he didn't plan to play in person. Instead, they floated in the air to cheer for their "companions", and guided these dementors to avoid McGonagall to attack Umbridge next to him.

Of course, Ivan is not worried about the safety of Professor McGonagall, but just reminds the dementors not to die at will!

Regardless of the large number of evil creatures, as far as Professor McGonagall is concerned, at most it is more troublesome to deal with...

But Ivan is not worried that Professor McGonagall will interfere.

Ivan listened to the conversation between Umbridge and McGonagall just now. He knew very well that McGonagall should be very dissatisfied with Umbridge. He would probably take this opportunity to fish for a while and let Umbridge eat it. After a lot of hardship, consider the rescue.

The black pressure swallowed down like a wave of dementors, turning the surrounding space into a cage of black mist, where no sunlight can be seen, only the biting cold and pain...

Umbridge's expression became very hideous~www.mtlnovel.com~ The wand held high, shouted angrily.

"ExpectoPatronum! (Call God to guard)!"

Under Umbridge's full effort, a dexterous cat leapt out from the top of the wand and knocked the nearest dementor into flight.

But there were too many dementors here, and just after one was driven away, a few more dementors gathered around.

Umbridge only managed to disperse the power of the Patronus Curse, transform it into a shield to block him, and then let the cat-shaped Patronus attack, so that he could barely resist the attack of these dementors.

However, this shield did not last long, and it collapsed into a white mist under the impact of many dementors...

The seemingly powerful cat-shaped patron saint was also torn to pieces by the dementors who came on the skin...

The substance that constitutes the patron saint is the positive power in the wizard's heart, which happens to be the food for the dementors.

It's just that under normal circumstances, the form of the guardian deity condensed by wizards is extremely solid and not easy to break.

But the situation was different at this time. Umbridge's fragile soul was not enough to support her patron saint to deal with the large number of dementors, so it seemed that it would easily collapse.

After successfully dissolving the protection of the patron saint curse, the dementors were so excited that they squeezed in front of Umbridge, sucking the last courage and courage in Umbridge's heart with their hollow mouths. hope...

"Hushen guard... Hushen guard!" Umbridge shouted hoarsely while holding up his wand, wisps of white light wafting from the top of the wand, but couldn't condense the guardian **** just now.

A dementor bravely rushed in front of her with a white light. Umbridge was shocked. She waved her wand and was about to fight back, but in the next second, the wand was withered and rotten by the dementor. The palm fell to the ground.

Losing the wand, Umbridge seemed to have lost his last sanity, waving his arms frantically in an attempt to drive away the dementors by physical means, cursing incessantly. "Get out...you dirty bastards, get out of me!"

Umbridge's words not only did not work, but completely angered these evil creatures. The surrounding dementors took off their hoods and revealed that terrible face.

The closest dementor even knocked Umbridge into the ground, a face already stuck...

Seeing here, Ivan knew that this farce was almost over. Professor McGonagall might learn some lessons from Umbridge because of his dissatisfaction, but it would never be possible to sit back and watch her die here...

Sure enough, standing not far away, McGonagall, who seemed to be able to barely protect himself from a group of dementors, finally got serious after seeing this scene.

The light mist that enveloped the whole body suddenly expanded several times, and the nearby dementors flew out one after another!

"ExpectoPatronum! (Holy guard)!" McGonagall waved his wand to point to where Umbridge was, and a beautiful, mighty tabby cat flew out from the top of the wand.

A large number of dementors surrounded them, trying to tear the patron saint to pieces as before, but McGonagall's spellcasting level was much higher than Umbridge.

The tabby cat displayed the power of a tiger, and the dementor that came to it was not an enemy of the patron saint at all. It was beaten and fled in just a few seconds.

The tabby cat rushed to Umbridge again, knocking the Dementor lying in front of Umbridge into flight.

"Get out of here, get out of me, don't get close to me! I was wrong... I was wrong!" Umbridge lay on the ground and rolled, shouting indiscriminately like a schizophrenia.

It wasn't until the cold feeling gradually subsided that Umbridge opened his eyes in horror and found that the rotten face in front of him was gone, replaced by a mighty tabby cat.

Umbridge finally got up from the ground, and tremblingly picked up the wand that fell on the ground, and only then recovered some courage.

Then, she looked at McGonagall who was standing aside, remembering how embarrassed she was just now, her face was blue and white.

Umbridge was very suspicious that McGonagall wanted to watch him make a fool of himself, so instead of thanking him at all, he asked McGonagall loudly why he didn't do it earlier?

McGonagall was grinned directly. Just when he was trying to refute, a group of dementors swarmed again, and McGonagall waved his wand impatiently and blasted these monsters away.

Perhaps because of limited abilities, McGonagall failed to drive all the dementors away, but missed a few.

These evil creatures also understood from previous encounters of the same kind that McGonagall was very difficult to deal with, and all of them rushed towards Umbridge.

"Help me, save me!" Umbridge saw a large group of rotting and disgusting creatures approaching him, his face turned green, and he ran towards McGonagall frantically.

McGonagall raised his eyebrows and defeated the dementors who were pursuing Umbridge, then looked at Umbridge and said:

"You should have seen it just now. My ability is limited, so it is impossible to cover everything. It is not easy to be able to protect myself!

And you just said that they are employees of the Ministry of Magic, very obedient and safe? Don't you, as a special investigator of the Ministry of Magic, have no ability to control them? "

McGonagall's sarcasm made Umbridge angry and angry, but he didn't dare to refute.

Of course she could see that McGonagall's move was intentional, but now they are surrounded by dementors. Umbridge was afraid to provoke McGonagall, so she could only suppress the anger.

Ivan, who watched this scene from high in the sky, felt amused, but also thought about how it should end now.

He fanned the dementors to riot, on the one hand, he wanted to get away with this, and on the other hand, he hoped that the Ministry of Magic would pay attention to the strangeness of these dementors and bring the contradiction to the face of it!

Lest the Ministry of Magic pretend to be an ostrich and ignore the Dementors anomalies like the original time and space, until these evil creatures joined Voldemort's command and liberated a large number of Death Eaters, the Ministry began to regret that it did not pay attention to it before.

And now, Ivan can tell from the horrified look on Umbridge's face that she has deeply realized the horror of the Dementor, and believes that this old woman will probably react to the Ministry of Magic well after returning.

But how to leave the field makes Ivan a little bit difficult~www.mtlnovel.com~ These dementors are all around here, and he sneaks away by himself is too conspicuous...

When Ivan was hesitating, he saw a few white lights and shadows in the distant castle galloping over here, rushing into the black space made up of dementors, and smashing a large number of dementors. Retreat...

For a time, the air was full of dementors' wailing, and from time to time, dementors were shot out in disarray.

Ivan finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the abnormality here has caught the attention of other professors. Ivan decisively seized this opportunity to evacuate and shouted in the surrounding of the dementors.

"My compatriots! Persevere, unity is strength, persistence is victory!"

After shouting, Ivan pretended to be brave and rushed towards McGonagall's patron saint, and then pretended to be hit by a heavy blow, drifting into the small woods not far away. It changed back to its original appearance in an unpopulated place.

Looking at the side-to-side battle in the sky, Ivan sighed sighfully. Looking at this posture, I knew that the dementors must be finished, but I don't know how the Ministry of Magic will deal with them...

The substance that constitutes the patron saint is the positive power in the wizard's heart, which happens to be the food for the dementors.

It's just that under normal circumstances, the form of the patron saint condensed by the wizard is extremely solid, and it is not easy to break.

But the situation at this time was different. Umbridge's fragile soul was not enough to support her patron saint to deal with the large number of dementors, so it seemed that it would easily collapse.

After successfully dissolving the protection of the patron saint curse, the dementors were so excited that they squeezed in front of Umbridge, sucking the last courage and courage in Umbridge's heart with their hollow mouths. hope...

"Hushen guard...Hushen guard!" Umbridge shouted hoarsely while holding up his wand, wisps of white light wafting out from the top of the wand, but he couldn't condense the guardian **** just now.

A dementor bravely rushed in front of her with a white light. Umbridge was shocked. She waved her wand and was about to fight back, but in the next second, the wand was withered and rotten by the dementor. The palm of his hand fell to the ground.

Losing his wand, Umbridge seemed to have lost his last sanity, waving his arms frantically in an attempt to drive away the dementors by physical means, cursing incessantly. "Get out...you dirty bastards, get out of me!"

Umbridge's words not only did not work, but completely angered these evil creatures. The surrounding dementors took off their hoods, revealing that terrible face.

The closest dementor even knocked Umbridge into the ground, a face already stuck...

Seeing here, Ivan knew that the farce was almost over. Professor McGonagall might learn some lessons from Umbridge because of his dissatisfaction, but it would never be possible to sit back and watch her die here...

Sure enough, standing not far away, McGonagall, who seemed to be able to barely protect himself from a group of dementors, finally got serious after seeing this scene.

The light mist that enveloped the whole body suddenly expanded several times, and the nearby dementors flew out one after another!

"ExpectoPatronum! (Guardian guard)!" McGonagall waved his wand to point to where Umbridge was, and a beautiful and mighty tabby cat flew out from the top of the wand.

A large number of dementors surrounded them, trying to tear the patron saint to pieces as before, but McGonagall's spellcasting level was much higher than Umbridge.

The tabby cat displayed the power of a tiger, and the dementor that came to it was not an enemy of the patron saint at all. It was beaten and fled in just a few seconds.

The tabby cat rushed to Umbridge again, knocking the Dementor lying in front of Umbridge into flight.

"Get out of here, get out of me, don't get close to me! I was wrong... I was wrong!" Umbridge lay on the ground and rolled, shouting schizophrenically.

It wasn't until the cold feeling gradually subsided that Umbridge opened his eyes in horror and found that the rotten face in front of him was gone, replaced by a mighty tabby cat.

Umbridge finally got up from the ground and tremblingly picked up the wand that had fallen from the ground, only then regained some courage.

Then, she looked at McGonagall who was standing aside, remembering her embarrassed appearance just now, her face was blue and white.

Umbridge was very suspicious that McGonagall wanted to watch him make a fool of himself, so instead of thanking him at all, he asked McGonagall why he didn't do it earlier?

McGonagall was grinned directly, and just as he was trying to refute, a group of dementors swarmed again, and McGonagall waved his wand impatiently and blasted these monsters away.

Perhaps because of limited abilities, McGonagall failed to drive all the dementors away, but missed a few.

These evil creatures also understood from previous encounters of the same kind that McGonagall was very difficult to deal with, and all of them rushed towards Umbridge.

"Help me, save me!" Umbridge saw a large group of rotting and disgusting creatures approaching him, his face turned green, and he ran towards McGonagall frantically.

McGonagall raised his eyebrows and smashed the Dementors who were pursuing Umbridge, then looked at Umbridge and said:

"You should have seen it just now. My ability is limited, so I can't cover everything. It's not easy to be able to protect myself!

And you just said that they are employees of the Ministry of Magic, very obedient and safe? Don't you, as a special investigator of the Ministry of Magic, have no ability to control them? "

McGonagall's sarcasm made Umbridge angry and angry, but he didn't dare to refute.

Of course she could see that McGonagall's move was intentional, but now they are surrounded by dementors. Umbridge was afraid to provoke McGonagall, so she could only suppress the anger.

Ivan, who watched this scene high in the sky, felt funny, but also thought about how it should end now.

He fanned the dementors to riot, on the one hand, he wanted to get away with this, and on the other hand, he hoped that the Ministry of Magic would pay attention to the strangeness of these dementors, and bring the contradiction to the surface!

Lest the Ministry of Magic pretend to be an ostrich and ignore the Dementors' abnormalities like the original time and space, until these evil creatures joined Voldemort's command and liberated a large number of Death Eaters, the Ministry began to regret that it did not pay attention to it before.

And now, Ivan can see from the horrified look on Umbridge's face that she has deeply realized the horror of the Dementor, and believes that this old woman will probably react to the Ministry of Magic well after returning.

But how to leave the field makes Ivan a little bit difficult~www.mtlnovel.com~ These dementors are all around here, and he sneaks away by himself is too conspicuous...

When Ivan was hesitating, he saw a few white lights and shadows in the distant castle galloping over here, rushing into the black space made up of dementors, and beating a large number of dementors. Retreat...

For a while, the air was full of dementors' wailing, and from time to time, dementors were shot out in disarray.

Ivan finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the abnormality here has caught the attention of other professors. Ivan decisively seized this opportunity to evacuate and shouted in the surrounding of the dementors.

"My fellow citizens! Persevere, unity is strength, persistence is victory!"

After shouting, Ivan pretended to be brave and rushed towards McGonagall's patron saint, and then pretended to be hit by a heavy blow, drifting into the small woods not far away. It changed back to its original appearance in a place where there was no one.

Looking at the side-to-side battle in the sky, Ivan sighed sighfully. Looking at this posture, I knew that the dementors must be finished, but I don't know how the Ministry of Magic will deal with them...

As a wizard, Ivan is not particularly concerned about the life and death of the dementors, anyway, the Ministry of Magic is unlikely to kill them all.

Thinking of this, Ivan dragged the sack and left when the chaos attracted everyone's attention, planning to find the nearest underpass to the place agreed with Harry.

Soon after Ivan left, the professors and the Aurors who were in charge of the guards put all their strength down to suppress the rioting dementors.

Umbridge looked angrily at the dementors trapped in a small circle, and immediately wanted to order the dementors who had offended him and caused him to be put to death one after another!

But this thought Umbridge just thought about it in her heart. Her anger had not completely destroyed her sanity, so Umbridge knew very well that even if she gave such an order to the Auror and the professors at Hogwarts, Impossible to be implemented.

"Oldman, ask me clearly, what the **** is going on! Why did those dementors suddenly attack me?" Umbridge angrily looked at the accompanying Auror.

Hearing this, the accompanying Auror named Oldman nodded, made a weird noise and communicated with the dementors for a while, then turned his head to look at Umbridge and said.

"These dementors say that you hit their comrades with your first hand, and are prepared to punish them with the most severe means, so they are ready to launch a counterattack."

"Nonsense!" Umbridge was furious and cursed angrily.

She did say this, but it was just a threat to force a dementor to make the right choice...

The more I thought about it, Umbridge became very angry.

She thought that she was kind enough to these disgusting creatures, and she gave them opportunities again and again, and even took the initiative to excuse them, but the other side showed no mercy.

"You can ask them again, where is the dementor who guarded the intersection in the first place? Find it out for me!" Umbridge gritted his teeth, thinking of the culprit of this incident.

Although she couldn't do anything to this large group of dementors, she couldn't help but punish the dementors who dared to offend her to kill the chickens and monkeys.

The Aurors nodded, and then talked with the dementors.

After a while, communication seemed to be hindered, and these dementors suddenly became irritable.

As a kind of intelligent creatures, it is naturally impossible for the dementors to hand over their companions who have awakened their free consciousness, but they only discovered in private that there is one dementor missing here, the hero who can speak fluently. It's gone!

For a while, these dementors were very sad and angry. They felt that Ivan must have dedicated himself in the battle just now, and he was brave enough to give up righteousness!

Thinking of this, the dementors became restless...

It is a pity that when McGonagall and others noticed something was wrong, they used the Patronus Curse again, and the dementor's abnormal movement was quickly suppressed by several powerful Patronus.

But these unyielding monsters still expressed their dissatisfaction verbally, and the whistling wind kept echoing in the air.

"What the hell? I just asked them to point out the dementors who fanned the riot. What did they say?" Umbridge couldn't understand why these dementors became so restless.

After Oldman understood the intermittent words of the dementors, his face became more and more weird, he said.

"These dementors said that their great hero was killed by our people in the previous battle, so they are now very angry and ask us to give an explanation."

Umbridge almost thought that he had heard it wrong. These dementors actually identified the guy who provoked the Ministry of Magic's senior investigator as a great hero?

Before she could speak, the accompanying Aurors continued.

"Also... they feel that they are being treated unfairly and demand that the Ministry of Magic provide them with a sufficient amount of food every day and regular vacations, otherwise they plan to strike collectively!"

The Auror combined the intermittent words of the dementors and reported the truth to Umbridge.

The expressions of McGonagall, Flitwick and others who heard this were very strange. They thought that the dementor's riots were commonplace and the result of chaos in nature, but they did not expect that these evil creatures were actually Want to take a vacation... strike?

Umbridge laughed directly, she had never heard such a ridiculous request! In her opinion, the Ministry of Magic has not completely eradicated these disgusting monsters, and it is a great kindness to be willing to hire them...

However, the dementors are very firm about this. Although their heroes were sacrificed in the previous battle, the will is deeply in their hearts!

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[Ding, a new legendary event has been generated! ]

On the other side, Ivan, who had just walked out of the dark tunnel, heard the system prompt sound in his mind, and opened the system bar confusedly to check it.

[Legend Title: Great Hero (Dementor Limited Edition)

Legend: All dementors will never forget this day. The dementor who guards at the crossroads, who can speak fluently, brings the belief of freedom to this race!

Note: Although there are rumors that the unknown hero died in this battle, many dementors are willing to believe a legend: the unknown hero actually did not die, but hid somewhere, when this species was in distress , The hero who speaks fluently will eventually return! ]

"Are these dementors poisonous?" Ivan looked at the legend that suddenly appeared, and was stunned for a long time before voicing.

I just fudged these monsters and Umbridge and ran away in a wave. I didn't expect to be made up like this by this group of dementors who are not very bright in their brains...

Ivan felt speechless, but at the same time, his heart moved. It seemed that his dark minion's task could be accomplished in another way...

Ivan thought of several plans ~www.mtlnovel.com~ but shook his head again, because after this riot, these dementors will definitely be strictly controlled by the Ministry of Magic.

Although he could take some risks and use the new ability to rescue these dementors, and then use this to increase his reputation and gather a wave of men in the form of dementors, he might be able to complete the task.

But after that? He had no place to house these dementors, and he didn't have enough food to meet their daily needs.

It's not easy to leave these dementors and run alone after completing the task, right?

If you really want to do this, hundreds of hungry and uncontrolled dementors will be a disaster for the magic world. Before the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic can deal with them, I don't know how many innocent wizards will die in pain and be Devour the soul...

With this in mind, Ivan decided to take a long-term view and at least have a suitable plan!

While thinking about things in his mind, Ivan stepped into an abandoned classroom.

The classroom looks very wide, but it looks a little messy, dozens of tables and chairs are randomly placed, and the podium is covered with thick dust.

And before he came in, there were already people in the classroom...perhaps because of the long wait, Harry was staying by the window, waving his wand over and over, chanting and practicing spells in his mouth.

After hearing the door opening, Harry turned his head and said in surprise.

"Ivan, you finally came!"

"Sorry, there were some changes in the middle, so it took some time!" Ivan dragged the big sacks and closed the door, and casually explained.

Of course Harry didn't care, but he was very curious about the sack Ivan was holding, especially since the thing was still moving, like a restless creature.

"What's in it?" Harry asked curiously.

"Of course I will give you the props to practice calling the gods!" Ivan patted the sack, and the dementor inside was trembling constantly as if he wanted to come out.

"Props? Is it a Bogut?" Harry thought for a while, guessing.

Harry, who had gone through the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, suddenly thought of the Bogut he had seen last time, and it would transform into what people fear most.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Harry knew that if he faced Bogut, he would turn into a dementor in front of him.

This should be the best practice method. After all, it's impossible to find a dementor to practice combat, right?

"No! It's not Bogut. The one that Professor Lupin used to teach is dead. I can't find more Boguc in a short time... so I just went outside and grabbed a dementor. The blame is coming." Ivan shook his head and explained casually.

Is it really a dementor?

Harry was dumbfounded and looked at Ivan in astonishment. He couldn't speak for a long time, and finally he could only speak in a daze.

"Your guts... really big!"

Harry looked at Ivan with admiration. Many wizards shunned this evil creature like Dementor. Ivan actually caught this terrifying creature in a sack and carried it directly. Harry was speechless. Correct!

And if he remembers correctly, the Dementor was sent by the Ministry of Magic to capture Sirius Black. Is it really okay for Ivan to tie him up like this?

At this time, Harry suddenly thought of seeing a large number of dementors flying down from the sky over the window, and suddenly realized that most of the abnormal movements of those monsters were related to Ivan, and asked worriedly.

"Ivan, I just saw a lot of dementors go outside the castle, are they looking for you?"

"Shhh~ remember to keep it secret! This matter is related to the Ministry of Magic. If it is discovered, I will probably be in big trouble..." Ivan did not say clearly, putting his index finger in front of his lips to silence the sound. Action, said with some guilty conscience.

Originally, Ivan just wanted to kidnap a dementor, but unexpectedly so many things happened in the middle. If this was caught by the Ministry of Magic, it would be bad.

Although it is a consensus in the magic world that wizards cannot use Animagus to transform into magical creatures, Umbridge may not be able to think that he is the dementor who made trouble, but it is not a small crime to imprison employees of the Ministry of Magic privately!

Harry guessed something from Ivan's attitude, and he was immediately moved.

He knew very well that Ivan was taking risks like this to allow himself to practice the patron saint spell, so Harry hurriedly said that he would keep the secret and would never say it!

Ivan nodded. Harry is not a big mouth like Ron. He is usually more reliable, so he shouldn't miss it.

The only thing to be wary of is Dumbledore's use of contemplation on Harry.

However, after more than two years of fighting with Dumbledore, Ivan roughly guessed that Dumbledore, a lawful white wizard, would not abuse this magic that can see through thoughts and read memories.

The previous few times I used Desire Mind, it was because the things I did involved the Dark Lord, or it was too abnormal for the old professor to find it difficult to understand.

Moreover, when Dumbledore used the mind-taking, it was mostly only used to confirm the authenticity of the words, and would not dig into the memory.

So it is unlikely that Dumbledore will learn what happened today through Harry...

Thinking of this, Ivan stopped struggling with the question of whether it would be exposed, and snapped his fingers instead.

"More than!"

As Ivan's voice echoed in the empty classroom, a dwarf clown and humble house elf suddenly appeared in front of the two.

"Mr. Hals!" Dobby stayed on Ivan's body with blinking eyes the size of a light bulb for a while, then turned to Harry's body, and continued in surprise.

"Oh...the great Harry Potter is here too!"

"Hey... Dobby!" Seeing the house elf who had pitted him once again, Harry greeted him in embarrassment.

"Sir, is there anything that can use Dobby?" Dobby did not forget his responsibilities after a brief moment of joy, it turned to look at Ivan and said.

"I need to teach Harry a kind of magic, and I don't want to be disturbed. So I need to trouble you to go into the hallway and let us know if someone comes. Do you understand?" Ivan explained.

Although this is an abandoned classroom, the probability of someone suddenly breaking in is very small, but it has to be guarded.

"Yes, sir! Dobby won't let anyone practice magic to bother Mr. and Harry Potter." Dobby patted his chest, assured him, then snapped his fingers and disappeared into the classroom.

After Dobby left ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Harry couldn't help being curious, and asked, "Isn't Dobby the house elf of Malfoy? How could he listen to you like this?"

"You should remember that Dobby stole that dark magic item last year? Because it undermined Malfoy's father's plan, he was punished..." Ivan briefly used the means to free Dobby. That said.

"I think the old Malfoy must have been mad at that time!" Harry smirked Lucius Malfoy when he heard Ivan clip a glove in his diary.

Even if he didn't see it in person, Harry could imagine how furious Lucius Malfoy was at the time, which really made him sigh.

"Yeah! Then I hired Dobby!" Ivan smiled, then suddenly asked. "How is it, Harry? Are you happy?"

"En?" Harry looked at Ivan suspiciously, not quite understanding what he was talking about.

Ivan's expression became more serious, and he said seriously. "I hope you remember this feeling. The secret of the patron saint curse is to condense positive emotions with magic and transform them into power!"

"If you are ready, we can start now!" Ivan threw the sack in his hand far away.

Listening to Ivan's words, the smile on Harry's face stopped, and instead he nodded solemnly.

Ivan stepped back a few steps, stood in an inconspicuous corner, then waved his magic wand, and the rope that bound the sack was automatically untied.

Harry looked there nervously, holding his wand in his hand, thinking about the spell he practiced last night over and over again, thinking that this time he would be able to overcome the fear in his heart.

The next moment, a chill came out of the bag.

In the closed classroom, the oil lamp flickered for a few times and then it fell silent. The black mist gradually spread, and the feeling of coldness and silence gradually came to Harry's heart.

A withered, crusted palm touched the edge of the sack, the opening gradually expanded, and a corpse in a broken cloak floated out, floating in the air.

Faintly Harry could still see the rotten head with a big hole under the cloak, and countless invisible substances were continuously being sucked into that weird mouth.

Harry held his wand high and his wrist was shaking slightly. He thought he was fully prepared, but he waited to face the dementor before he understood how terrifying this monster was...

Accompanied by a strange howl, the cloaked mummy had rushed to Harry, the strange and terrifying face close at hand, a chill that penetrated into the bone marrow enveloped him.

At the critical juncture, the spells that had been practiced countless times appeared in Harry's mind, and Harry raised his hand subconsciously without any hesitation.

"Call God to guard!"

A cloud of silvery white mist burst out from the top of the wand and collided with the swooping Dementor. The two opposing forces continued to confront each other in this small space.

The silver-white mist was like a shield, protecting Harry from dementors.

But because it was the first time he used the magic of the patron saint, the defense built by the fog seemed very weak, and it was not enough to drive a dementor.

On the contrary, the power of the dementor continuously affected Harry's mind through the mist. The white mist became thinner and thinner. The dry and rotten hand even passed through the mist and reached out in front of him...

Harry tried hard to think about the happy things, but there was a cloud in his mind. He couldn't remember anything. It seemed that there was nothing to be happy about in life, only pain was left.

In a trance, Harry heard the desperate wailing in his ear again, and scenes flashed through his mind, but this time it was a man's voice...

"Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Go! I'll hold him--"

Vaguely, Harry seemed to see a man stumbled out of the room... Another figure with a faceless face followed behind him. He was laughing wildly, a green light flashing in front of his eyes...

Harry only felt that his brain was about to explode, and the power of the Patronus Charm was also weakened to the extreme. The dementor was already close to Harry, his palm was on his neck, and the hood on his head had been taken off somehow...

Harry's vision has become blurred, his brain is groggy, and the fear of death enveloped him. Just as Harry couldn't hold on and was about to interrupt the magic, the dementor's movements suddenly stopped. ..

This terrifying decomposing creature turned his head abruptly and looked at the corner to the side. I wonder if it was an illusion that Harry actually felt a panic on the dementor...

In fact, Harry didn't make a mistake, the Dementor keenly spotted the high wand Ivan in the corner through special senses just before he started his hand.

Noting Ivan's golden hair, short head, and Gryffindor robe he was wearing, the Dementor suddenly screamed in horror.

Even Chi Chi's "food" was thrown behind his head, he suddenly retracted the palm of Harry's neck, and then fled in the direction opposite to Ivan with a whistle...

Harry sat limply on the ground, panting heavily, and the black monster under his blurred vision was running around in the classroom.

After flying around for a while, the dementor found that this abandoned classroom was closed, all the windows were tightly closed, and the only exit was still on Ivan's side, so the dementor simply re-entered back in a panic. In the sack that originally restrained himself.

Because there is a powerful force that can isolate the inside and outside, the dementor simply shrinks into the sack and can't come out.

"This...what the **** is this? I haven't done it yet..." Ivan was confused, he was just about to wave his wand to release the patron saint curse to save Harry, but he didn't expect to see the contemplation in a blink of an eye. Blame yourself for getting back into the sack.

Is it so conscious?

Ivan's face was very strange, until he remembered the legendary title of Enemy of the Dementors, he was somewhat comprehensive.

But am I so scary?

Ivan curled his lips, and couldn't understand the excessive behavior of those dementors. He was clearly a very kind person and not an evil wizard...

When Ivan was silently complaining in his heart, Harry, who was standing in the center, suddenly fell straight to the ground, motionless like a dead fish. Ivan would have thought he had fainted if he hadn't had his eyes wide open.

"Harry... Harry, are you okay?" Ivan walked forward quickly, helped Harry up, and asked a little worriedly.

"What happened just now? I heard someone calling my name... That person... Voldemort... The Dark Lord~www.mtlnovel.com~ He used a Killing Curse on me..." Harry I haven't recovered for a while, talking nonsense about everything I saw just now.

"That's your memory, Harry!" Ivan interrupted Harry's words, then emphasized.

"The power of the dementor reminds you of the most painful memory buried in your mind..."

Speaking of this, Ivan also regretted it. It was indeed a bit inappropriate to directly use the Dementor to assist in the practice. Although Harry did not pass into a coma like the original space-time, he seemed to be more stimulated!

It took Harry a while before he came back to his senses, trying to understand that there was no Voldemort or his parents here. Those were all things in the past.

"Sorry... I just... just..." Harry wanted to explain, but he stammered and didn't know what to say, so he finally sighed, turned to look around, and said aloud Asked.

"Ivan... where is that dementor?"

"No~ it's in that bag!" Ivan pointed to the sack and replied.

Harry looked over, the bag was bulging, the binding rope was still left on the side, the opening was not closed, and the inside was pitch black...

"Just now you cast a spell to drive away that dementor? How did you do it? It shouldn't be the power of the patron saint, right?" Harry said curiously, remembering that he finally saw the dementor take the initiative He let go of himself and ran around in horror.

I just don't know what magic Ivan uses to make such evil creatures panic...

"No, I didn't actually do anything. The dementor ran away after seeing me..." Ivan shrugged and said helplessly.

Harry was dubious, isn't the dementor a chaotic evil creature? They will also be afraid and run away?

Harry can hardly imagine...

"Those dementors are also intelligent creatures, and of course they will feel fear in the face of power stronger than themselves!" Ivan saw the doubt in Harry's heart and explained it, and then said with a smile.

"If you can thoroughly master the patron saint curse, you will find that dementors are actually not difficult to deal with, for example... what you did just now is very good..."

"But I was almost killed by the dementor just now..." Harry said with a sullen expression on his face.

"At least you didn't faint anymore, didn't you? This is a great improvement! You can't expect to learn this advanced spell once or twice, right?" Ivan said comfortingly.

Under Ivan's reminder, Harry also noticed this, and his depressed mood suddenly improved a lot.

The most uncomfortable thing about him this school year is that every time he encounters a dementor, he will shamefully pass in a coma, and because of this, the Gryffindor team lost the game, which can be said to be a demon.

This time, although he could not defeat the Dementor, at least he succeeded in holding on without losing consciousness. This is progress.

Harry felt that if he tried a few more times, he might be able to completely defeat this monster!

Thinking of this, Harry rallied again, supporting a somewhat weak body to get up from the ground, fighting vigorously and preparing to do it again!

"Are you sure you don't have to take a break?" Ivan asked worriedly.

"No, I'm fine!" Harry shook his head, picked up the wand that had fallen to the ground, and assumed a fighting stance.

Ivan raised his eyebrows and didn't give any further advice. He raised his wand to point to the opening of the sack. The white mist condensed into a ball and flew there slowly, intending to cast the spell directly and hide in the sack. The dementors were forced out.

Harry fixed his eyes on the movement of the light ball, holding his wand tightly, ready to take action at any time.

However, the ball of light flew in from the opening of the sack, and the dementor inside didn't mean to come out for a long time, and Harry turned his head to look at Ivan very strangely.

Ivan was also confused and tried again, condensing a more powerful ball of white fog light with the patron saint curse, but still failed to force the dementor inside.

"Well... there may have been an accident, wait a minute!"

Ivan said a little embarrassingly, and quickly stepped forward and lifted the sack, turning it over and slamming it downward.

You come out!

It's a pity that the Dementor is stuck in a sack, no matter how Ivan shakes it, it won't work.

Harry on the side saw this scene in his eyes, his face was very weird, and what was in it was a dementor? Why was I afraid of this kind of thing before?

Ivan on the other side was stumped for a while after trying various methods and failed, and he didn't know what to do.

Although he could destroy the container used by the opponent to shelter, leaving it nowhere to escape, he spent a lot of time making this thing. After being destroyed, there is nothing else that can trap the dementor.

Ivan remembered that the Dementor could understand the wizard's words, so he tentatively put his wand into the sack and poked it, and said.

"Come out! I know you can understand what I'm talking about! We are actually not malicious, we just want you to help. There is a little wizard here who wants to learn the patron saint curse and needs your cooperation... "

Of course, the dementor hiding in the sack can't come out. It doesn't believe in Ivan's words, and it's even more impossible to help a wizard learn the magic of restraining himself. It's not a brain hole.

Seeing that this method was ineffective, Ivan threatened it again, saying that if the dementor disagreed, he would now destroy it completely. If he agreed, he could consider letting him go.

Looking at Ivan, who was intimidated by the dementors, Harry really didn't know how to complain. His impression of the dementors over the past few months was destroyed in just a few tens of minutes. Do nothing.

But Harry still doubted whether Ivan's actions were of any use. Can creatures like Dementors really communicate with wizards?

Soon, Harry saw the result. Under the threat of Ivan, the dementor carefully poked his head out of the hidden sack, and finally floated out.

The disgusting and corrupt body looked a lot more blurred than before, and there were a few big holes in the tattered cloak, and Harry thought it should have been hit by those two white haze balls.

As a result, this dementor does not look terrifying overall, but it is inexplicably pitiful...

"Okay, Harry, I've made a deal with this Dementor, and it's happy to help you!" Ivan was satisfied with the general attitude of the Dementor, and said very confidently.

Harry felt that Mr. Dementor might not be as happy as Ivan said...

Under the command of Ivan ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the two sides settled again.

The difference is that the atmosphere now is completely different from before. Harry held his wand and adjusted his state to make himself serious, but watching the dementor Harry who was scolded by Ivan on the opposite side was not only unable to be serious, but even somewhat Want to laugh.

Under Ivan's repeated urging, the dementor that emerged from the sack floated towards Harry with an unwillingly pretending appearance.

As the distance got closer, the smell of food made the Dementor a little bit eager, but it was a pity that Ivan was staring at it, and no matter how greedy the Dementor was, he didn't dare to move.

Although the Dementor had reduced his power as much as possible, Harry was inevitably affected. The ability to spread fear was like a dementor's talent, and it seemed that it could not be turned off.

"Holy guard!" Harry gritted his teeth and cast the spell over and over again with the painful memories that came up in his mind. The vast white mist continuously spewed from the top of the wand, pushing the approaching dementors away. Come...

"ExpectoPatronum (Hushen guard)!"

Harry shouted vigorously, and the twinkling white light once again pushed the Dementor back a few steps. The dense white mist faintly looked like a stag, but finally broke away.

After casting the spell, Harry panted tiredly and practiced intensively all night. He had already mastered this profound spell initially, but he was unable to condense his patron saint for a long time.

Every time it is about to succeed, it will be interrupted...

"Okay, Harry, stop for a while!" Ivan frowned upon seeing this situation, and said.

Harry was unwilling to try again, but the dementor on the opposite side had had enough, and he went straight back into the sack with a "swish".

Seeing this, Harry had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​practicing again.

Ivan took a few steps forward and took out a box of chocolate frogs from the pocket of the wizard's robe and handed it to Harry, and said:

"You need to relax now...Come on, eat this, it will make you feel better. Don't rush for it, we still have a lot of time!"

Harry nodded, took the box Ivan handed over, took out a chocolate frog, and took a bite.

Some bitter taste spread in his mouth, and there was a hint of sweetness. After swallowing, Harry felt a warm current rising from his stomach, dispelling the chill that had been contaminated when he touched the Dementor.

When Harry regained some energy, Ivan continued. "Generally speaking, you have done a great job... I feel you are so close to the patron saint of Condensation! Are you encountering any difficulties? If you don't mind, you can tell me."

"Every time I get close to the Dementor, I think of the scene where Voldemort killed my parents, and I can't recall those happy things..." Harry hesitated and said to Ivan.

There is one more thing Harry didn't say. In this case, recalling those happy memories would always make him a little uncomfortable and feel sorry for his dead parents.

"How can you think like this? Just because you know your parents sacrificed for you, so you are prepared to be so sad all the time? They sacrificed their lives to protect you. They must hope that you can grow up healthy and happy..." Ivan Knowing what Harry meant, he couldn't help but comforted him.

"But the one who betrayed them... that Black is still at large, but I can't do anything!" Harry gritted his teeth, his body trembling constantly.

Destroyed his life to protect his parents from the betrayer's whistleblower. As long as Harry thought of Blake's escape from Azkaban, wandering outside, even trying to kill himself, all the happiness that came to his mind would disappear...

Ivan opened his mouth to persuade Harry, telling him that James and Lily definitely didn't want him to take risks anyway.

But Ivan couldn't say these words late. After returning from Knockdown Alley after experiencing the reversal of time and space, he understood Harry's current mood very well.

And Harry's hatred for Sirius was beyond Ivan's imagination.

Originally, Ivan was planning to take advantage of this opportunity to be alone with Harry and tell him about Sirius, but now Ivan is suddenly not sure whether he can convince Harry.

Let Lupin and Sirius have a headache. If he sees that the dead dwarf Peter is still alive and has a black mark tattoo on his wrist, Harry should believe their rhetoric.

Thinking of this, Ivan turned to Harry and said.

"Harry, let's practice until today!"

"Why? I'm in great condition! Try one or two more times, I will definitely succeed!" Harry said eagerly.

"You have practiced for a whole night. Even if you are not tired, you should always give our Mr. Dementor a rest? You can bear it, it can't bear it! Besides, what you need now is not practice, but lack of happiness. !" Ivan shrugged and said jokingly.

Harry thought for a while, as if that was the case, and dispelled the idea of ​​learning the patron saint spell all night.

Afterwards, Ivan took advantage of the situation and suggested that everyone go to Hogsmeade Village to play together tomorrow afternoon and adjust their mood. This should help the study of the Patronus Mantra.

"Maybe you strolled there for a while, and you were in a good mood, maybe you will be able to condense your patron saint when you come back." Ivan said with a smile.

Although it was a joke, Ivan did think so in his heart.

Harry couldn't condense the patron saint. After all, it was because of Sirius that formed a knot in his heart. As long as this knot can be untied, it is not difficult to master the protection of the god...

After listening to Ivan's suggestion, Harry was very moved. He had heard George and Fred before they said that Hogsmeade was a wizarding village with many interesting things.

Just thinking that he would need to fill out an application form to go to Hogsmeade, the expression on Harry's face collapsed again, and he said helplessly.

"But I shouldn't be able to go there. No one wants to sign me on the application form!"

"So what? I don't have an application form, but no one can stop me!" Ivan said with a smile.

Since Aysia was attacked when school just started and he was hiding in Knockturn Alley, I don't know where the application form was sent. Ivan didn't receive it at all... but he didn't care, anyway he wanted No one can stop you from going out.

"Do you have a way to hide from those dementors and sneak outside the school?" Harry understood Ivan's meaning at once, and hurriedly asked.

"Yes! I know a secret road that leads directly to Hogsmeade Village. There is no dementor guarding it! How about? Are you going?" Ivan asked tentatively~www.mtlnovel.com~Of course! "Harry nodded without hesitation, and didn't care that he might be intercepted by Sirius if he slipped outside.

In other words, Harry is not afraid of this betrayer, and even wants to find him and send Blake back to Azkaban! That's where the shameful betrayer should be!

Seeing Harry's agreement, Ivan waved his wand to tie the sack again, snapped his fingers and summoned Dobby to get this thing in the responsive room.

After finishing everything, the two left the classroom together and returned to Gryffindor's bedroom.

Ron, who was teasing a mouse in the bedroom alone, heard the sound of opening the door, turned his head, noticed the tired look on Harry's face, and asked curiously. "Harry, Ivan, where did you go? You came back so late?"

"We found a place to practice magic..." Ivan replied casually, his gaze stopped for a while on Scabble, and he continued to speak.

"By the way, Ron! Harry and I are going to Hogsmeade village tomorrow. Do you want to be together?"

"Go! Of course I want to go!" Ron agreed without thinking about it. After a while, he realized what Ivan was saying and looked at Ivan in surprise.

"Wait... You just said Harry is going too? Did he find the professor to sign him?"

"No, not! So we plan to sneak out along the secret road!" Ivan shook his head and said with a smile.

"And I have an invisibility cloak, I won't be discovered!" Harry also nodded, and took the silver-gray invisibility cloak out of the suitcase.

"Cool! This is awesome!" Ron stepped forward and hugged Harry, patted him on the shoulder heavily. Ron knew how much Harry wanted to go to Hogsmeade, and now he finally got his wish. Up.

Afterwards, the two quickly chatted about Hogsmeade Village. It was mainly Ron who was going to introduce him. He had been there once before and told Harry vividly about all kinds of weird shops there.. .

Ivan looked at the two interested men and shook his head secretly.

Harry and Ron are really deadly masters. They don't even think about the dangers they might encounter when they run outside. If Sirius really wants to kill Harry, it's estimated that both of them will run away based on their ability to kill. No more.

But it's a good thing for Ivan, at least I don't have to worry about how to convince them...

However, this kind of rejoicing only lasted one night.

Early the next morning, Harry and Ron, who were overly excited, were still discussing in a low voice during the meal that they were going to the Honey Duke candy store in the afternoon to buy some snacks, but Hermione was unlucky enough to hear them.

The little witch's eyes widened, and she shouted deeply in disbelief. "Gosh, how can you...how can you do this?!"

Hermione's high voice attracted the attention of the little wizards in the large exhibition hall. She obviously realized this too, and then lowered her voice to look at Harry, and said angrily.

"Harry! Did you know that Sirius Black is looking for you outside now, you should stay in the castle now instead of sneaking into Hogsmeade to play!

And...you can't get out! Those dementors guarded every passage in Hogwarts. Remember what Professor Dumbledore said? Even if you wear an invisibility cloak, you can't hide them! "

Hermione snapped a lot of words, trying to get Harry to dispel the unrealistic idea, but the latter seemed unappreciative, and Ron even more proudly said.

"Come on, Hermione! I discussed with Harry all night, and now these are not problems, we have already thought of a solution!"

"Yes! Ivan found a secret road. We can go directly to Hogsmeade from there. Although my invisibility cloak can't hide the dementors, it's okay to lie to Black!"

Harry also opened his mouth to explain. Although he really wanted to visit Hogsmeade Village, he didn't really intend to go out to find his death. On the contrary, he had seriously thought about it!

At least from Harry's point of view, this was foolproof. Sirius would never have imagined that the person he was looking for would be able to wander outside invisibly...

Thinking of this, Harry had a lot of confidence. The two factors that restrained him from going out were the dementors except Sirius.

It just happens that I have already learned how to deal with dementors, next time I meet them, I will definitely not be as embarrassed as last time!

Hermione looked at the confident Harry and Ron and rolled her eyes, feeling that they didn't even realize the seriousness of the matter.

Then, the little witch turned her head and stared at Ivan dissatisfiedly. She thought that Ivan would be more cautious than the two of them, but she didn't expect that Ivan would tell Harry the location of the secret road to help. He ran outside.

Even though Hermione didn't say anything, she kept staring at her like this, and Ivan was a little uncomfortable, and the steak she was eating was not fragrant anymore.

More importantly, he didn't plan to tell Hermione about going out in Hogsmeade Village.

Because this time I went to find Sirius to solve Peter's matter. Hermione is neither a key person like Harry nor the owner of Scabbers. She is the one who should stay in the castle waiting for news!

But since Harry and the others had missed their mouths, the previous plan to keep Hermione in the castle would have been ruined, and Ivan had to explain it aloud.

"I don't think Harry is in a good mood recently. He has been so frowning, so I want him to go to Hogsmeade to relax. This will help him adjust his mood. Anyway, I am here, so don't worry too much. .."

After listening to Ivan's explanation, Hermione was relieved, but she was still a little worried.

Of course she knew how powerful Ivan was. In Knockdown Alley, Ivan even used the power of the Invisibility Cloak to easily solve a full ten black wizards!

It's just that Sirius Black is not weak. He is a vicious thug. He has used a powerful spell to blow up an entire street. It must be difficult to deal with...

Ivan looked at Hermione's worried expression, wondering whether to praise or helpless.

Compared to Harry and Ron's "brave and fearless", Hermione clearly knew the danger of Harry going out at will, but sometimes it was not a good thing to be too smart, because it was too troublesome to fool around.

After breakfast, a few people walked towards the classroom together.

Today is not a day off. There is a class, Lupin's Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

For Harry, attending this year's Defence Against the Dark Arts class is nothing short of enjoyment, and he even wants to stay in Lupin's class all day long!

Thinking of going to Hogsmeade in the afternoon to play again, that would be double happiness, and Harry suddenly felt that this was simply the best day of the semester!

So along the way ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the smile on Harry's face never disappeared. After entering the classroom, I immediately found a front position and sat down, looking forward to the content of this class.

Is learning how to deal with a murloc? Or dealing with fairies?

While Harry was dreaming, a figure he least wanted to see walked in from the door, and the smile on Harry's face slowly disappeared...

Because the person who came in was not Lupin, but Snape in a black robe.

Harry almost used the guts he had accumulated in the morning to stand up and questioned Snape.

"If I read the timetable correctly, this should be a Defence Against the Dark Arts class, professor!"

"Yeah... Potter, you didn't make a mistake!" Snape came in dragging his robe, his hollow eyes and Harry staring at each other, he replied slowly with a mocking language.

"But I will take this class today!"

"Why? Professor Lupin?" Ha asked in a sharp tone.

"He's very uncomfortable these days, but he can't teach you..." Snape explained, then sneered. "Also... Potter, you'd better figure it out. He specifically begged me to help substitute lessons these days!"

Harry didn't believe a word!

Everyone in the school knew that Nep had always wanted to serve as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, and he had always been in conflict with Lupin.

For example, Neville once dressed Snape, who had become Bogut, in women's clothing in Lupin's class, and won Lupin's admiration.

Harry thought Snape might have a grudge and murdered Professor Lupin while Dumbledore was not at school, so he insisted that Snape tell him what happened to Professor Lupin.

"I'll just say it again, he's still alive, there's no life-threatening!" Snape's face showed an expression of impatientness, and his hollow eyes stared at Harry, and he reprimanded.

"It's class time, sit down for me, Potter!"

However, Harry didn't mean to move. He was more worried about Lupin's situation than being punished by Snape.

"Gryffindor was deducted ten points! If you don't sit down within three seconds, I will deduct another fifty points!" Snape said word by word.

Harry was very angry, but there was nothing he could do. He sat down aggrieved, because Snape had already started counting on his own, and he knew very well that Snape had always done it on the issue of demerit points.

"Relax, Harry, Professor Lupin is okay..." Ivan, who was sitting on the side, couldn't help expressing comfort when he saw Harry's aggrieved and worried appearance.

Lupin's situation, Ivan, couldn't be more clear, it was all due to the fact that he took the wolf poison potion on the night of the full moon that caused his physical weakness and discomfort.

What puzzled Yifan was that he remembered that the wolf poison potion he made according to the formula given by the system did not have this defect.

I don't know if it is because Snape's reverse cracking is not thorough enough, which leads to the existence of this flaw, or he deliberately wants to rectify Lupin.

"Have you seen Professor Lupin these past two days? How is he?" Harry lowered his voice and asked anxiously. He wondered if Lupin was seriously ill, or was targeted by Snape. Otherwise, it won't be too high to be able to come to class.

Ivan couldn't tell him that Lupin was a werewolf, so he had no choice but to say that he had met Lupin yesterday. There was nothing wrong with him, it was really just that he was a little uncomfortable.

Harry then let go of his worries.

Snape's Defence Against the Dark Arts class was very different from Lupin's. It was not so fun and laughable, but only cold knowledge, and the sound of deducting Gryffindor points from time to time.

Not only that, Snape directly ignored the progress of the course and asked everyone to turn the book to page 394 and learn how to identify and kill a werewolf!

"Potter, tell me, how do you spot a werewolf wizard hiding in the crowd?"

On the way to class, Snape suddenly asked.

"I don't know, Professor! We haven't learned this yet. According to the course flow, we should learn now..." Harry started to explain.

"I'm in class now! I don't need you to teach me how to do it!" Snape interrupted Harry's words directly, and then turned to glance around in the classroom, and said disappointedly.

"I really didn't expect that a group of third-grade students would not be able to distinguish werewolves.

It seems that when your Principal Dumbledore returns, I must emphasize to him that our new Defence Against the Dark Arts class professor is not as competent as he thought! "

The little wizards of Gryffindor present all had an angry expression, and even a few Slytherin students disagreed with Snape's statement.

Their slow course learning is not the fault of Professor Lupin.

This was entirely because their first two Defence Against the Dark Arts class professors were too bad, and Lupin had to make up for the previous lessons.

And the knowledge about werewolves is clearly on the last page of the book, according to the plan, it will be learned at the end of this semester.

Ivan shook his head secretly in his heart. Snape really spared no effort in addressing Lupin. Learning this first was nothing more than hoping that someone could use this knowledge to break Lupin's identity as a werewolf.

"Quiet!" Looking at the little wizards whispering underneath, Snape increased the volume to stop their behavior.

After that, Snape ignored Hermione's raised hands and taught everyone how to distinguish a werewolf wizard through some facial features.

It also emphasizes the brutality of werewolves, and even bluntly said that the magical world will have several werewolf attacks every once in a while. Some courageous little wizards almost thought they were listening to some horror story...

"In addition... an important feature of werewolf wizards that distinguishes them from ordinary wizards is that on every full moon night, they will be forced to transform into an irrational werewolf, causing a lot of damage."

Speaking of this, Snape paused, then continued: "And some werewolves regularly drink a potion called wolf poison potion in order to hide themselves, so that they can have a certain amount in their deformed state. Sanity..."

Potion of wolf poison?

Hearing this name, many little wizards turned their heads and looked at Ivan. If they remember correctly, last year Ivan was awarded a second-level Merlin Medal because of the development of the wolf poison potion.

"Oh, it seems that I almost forgot. We also have an expert in werewolf research..." Snape's gaze was also placed on Ivan's body, with a slightly disappointed expression on his face.

"Unfortunately, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, our experts don't seem to know the werewolves as reported in the report..."

Snape was extremely dissatisfied with Ivan's failure to reveal Lupin's identity for months. He suspected that Ivan had actually seen Lupin's identity, but he didn't say it for some purpose.

The little wizards underneath didn't understand what Snape said any more.

Only Ivan knew what Snape wanted to express, but he didn't intend to do that.

Even he didn't mean to stand up and answer in this class, just because he was worried that speaking too much might increase the possibility of Lupin's exposure.

A Defence Against the Dark Arts class soon ended in Snape's gloomy voice.

After class, coming out of the classroom, Harry walking in the aisle couldn't help but vent his anger for the entire class.

"Why do we have to learn to distinguish the difference between a normal wizard and a werewolf wizard? This is obviously not the course we should learn now. Does Snape think there will be a werewolf lurking next to us, this is really ridiculous!"

Facing Harry's complaint, Ron immediately agreed, feeling that the level of the courses taught by Snape was far worse than that of Professor Lupin!

Ivan didn't reply, because Harry was trying to guess correctly, and Hermione was also silent, seeming to be thinking about something...

At this moment, another voice suddenly rang in the corridor.

"That's not necessarily, Potter! I guess you must have not listened to Professor Snape's lecture seriously... Maybe there is a werewolf lurking in the school... Maybe it's the person closest to you!"

Everyone turned their heads to look over, but Malfoy arrogantly brought two of his followers over.

Malfoy glanced at Harry with disdain, then spoke to Ivan confidently. "Wait, Hals, I will find evidence before you!"

Malfoy had a smug expression on his face, and the words he said made Harry and Ron even more confused, but Malfoy ignored them and left Ivan with this sentence and went away...

"Does Malfoy think any of us is a werewolf? This idea is ridiculous!" Ron murmured.

Harry nodded. He was pretty sure that his friends weren't werewolf wizards, because no one regularly took some wolf poison potions, or suddenly played and disappeared on the night of the full moon...

Hermione thought of something, but stopped talking, turned her head to look at Ivan, only to find that Ivan shook her head at her.

The little witch immediately understood that Ivan had already known the identity of Lupin's werewolf wizard, so she swallowed the words that had come to her mouth.

Ivan was not surprised that Hermione was able to discover Lupin's identity. In the original time and space, Hermione guessed Lupin's identity by herself based on various clues, let alone the present.

But Malfoy was able to guess it, which surprised Ivan.

Could it be that his own reasons have caused Malfoy to work hard and become shrewd?

Ivan remembered what Malfoy had said to him some time ago. He didn't quite understand what Malfoy meant at the time, but now he knew it better.

Fortunately, it seemed that Malfoy had not found decisive evidence. He just suspected that Lupin was a werewolf. Otherwise, he should have told the professors long ago.

Thinking of this, Ivan also had a headache. He didn't want Lu Ping to be exposed and expelled from the position of professor like Yuan Shikong.

However, Ivan couldn't think of any way to target Malfoy for a while and let him stop investigating Lupin.

Malfoy is not Peter Pettigrew, and using the Forgetting Curse on him is extremely risky.

Because Ivan didn't know when Malfoy began to doubt Lupin, if he directly washed away the memory of the other person over the past few months, even a fool would be able to see the problem!

Even if Ivan is sure that what he can do is very secretive, so that others cannot suspect him, but who knows if Malfoy has told others about his guess.

If the identity of Lupin's werewolf is found and no other murderer can be found, he will definitely become the first suspect in attacking Malfoy.

At that time, Lucius will probably use his influence to characterize the matter when he is angry, and Lupin will be imprisoned in Azkaban for assaulting students.

Ivan thought for a long time, and felt that he could only provide Lupin with some genuine wolf poison potions in the future, so that Lupin would not need to ask for leave once a month. It should be able to effectively reduce the probability of being discovered and how long it can delay. How long is it...

Just thinking about things like this, a few people went to the auditorium for lunch.

After complaining for a long time, considering that Harry, who was going to Hogsmeade Village later, quickly put aside the unpleasantness in class, and after hurriedly finished eating, he returned to the dormitory to take him. The invisibility cloak was taken out.

Ron also found the pocket money in his suitcase. Although there were only a few silver Sicos, he still solemnly took half of it and put it in the pocket of the wizard's robe.

Of course Ron did not forget his most cherished rat Scab!

It is worth mentioning that Shaban did not want to leave the safe Gryffindor dormitory and wandered outside. A pair of small paws clung to the pillow to protest, and the screams were earth-shattering.

Ron was very embarrassed when he saw this state, feeling a little at a loss, thinking about whether to leave Scab in the bedroom.

"Faint!"

A red light galloped past and hit the gray-black mouse, his eyes widened, and he fainted with a squeak!

"Okay, isn't this done?" Ivan slowly put away his wand, and said with satisfaction.

He was worried about running away halfway, and now this problem is solved perfectly!

Ron opened his mouth and looked at Ivan with a weird face, but in the end he didn't say anything. He also felt that his pet mouse was a bit nervous lately, and it would be good to get some sleep when going out.

"Let's go quickly, I can't wait!" Harry had changed his clothes at this time, grabbed a handful of Jin Jialong, looked at Ivan, and said expectantly.

Ivan nodded, and the three of them walked out of Gryffindor's lounge together. Hermione was already waiting outside. She was still a little unwilling, and tried to persuade Harry to stay in school for the last time.

"We always have to go outside. Harry can't hide in Hogwarts Castle all his life. A truly brave Gryffindor shouldn't be afraid of anything!" Ron vowed.

Hermione stared at him very dissatisfied. Being brave and reckless is not the same, not to mention going to die...

In this noisy atmosphere, Ivan led everyone to a remote corridor on the fourth floor of the castle, and stopped in front of a statue of a humpback witch.

"Separate left and right!" Ivan stretched out his wand and tapped lightly on the statue.

With a soft sound of "rumbling", the statue's hunchback automatically opened to both sides ~www.mtlnovel.com~, revealing a long and narrow dark channel, which can accommodate a thinner person to penetrate into it.

"Come in!" Ivan said, and then the first one got in and jumped into the dark space below.

"I always feel that we are doing something bad!" Harry looked at the entrance of the black hole and couldn't help but spit out.

"Originally, if you were caught out of the house, Professor McGonagall would deduct 100 points for us!" Hermione rolled her eyes, but still followed in the first time.

Harry and the others followed Ivan all the way, walking through the stars under the light curse.

I don't know how long he has been walking, just when Harry felt a little sore in his legs and was about to ask, Ivan suddenly stopped, tapped the sky with his magic wand, and a trap door was pushed open.

The dazzling light shone in through the opening, causing Harry and the others to squint their eyes a little uncomfortably. Ivan jumped directly on the lead, turned his head and said to them.

"Come on, this is it...Welcome to Hogsmeade Village!"

Harry, Ron, and Hermione climbed up the steps one by one.

"Where is this?" Harry patted the dust on his body and looked left and right. It looked like a cellar, surrounded by crates and other wooden boxes, with various date-written notes on it. .

"The basement! To be precise, we are in the basement of the Honey Duke's shop!" Ivan explained.

Hermione looked at Harry and reminded him. "Harry, hurry up and put on the invisibility cloak! Don't be seen by others..."

"En..." Harry nodded, put on the invisibility cloak, and disappeared before everyone's eyes.

Then Ivan led them out of the basement quietly.

Originally, Ron and others were still very nervous, for fear of being discovered.

After all, they sneaked out of someone else's basement, and it would be over if they were caught directly.

But after they really came out, Ron realized that no one would even notice where they came from.

Because it was so lively here, it was crowded with senior students from Hogwarts, and all kinds of laughter and noise were endless.

All kinds of delicious candies are placed on the shelves on Thursdays and Mondays. The large custard nougat, the sparkling pink coconut sorbet, the honey-colored toffee, and dozens of hundreds of flavors of chocolate are dazzling.

Especially a few shelves against the wall, there are magic candies with special effects placed on them.

For example, the pepper urchin who can spew a ball of flame after eating, the explosive filling gummy that will explode after a bite, the lollipop with a thick **** taste...

The variety and novelty made Harry and Hermione who came for the first time couldn't look away.

Harry never knew that candy can make so many tricks. Looking at the above introduction, he was very excited. He was ready to buy each one and taste it.

Except for the local tyrant Harry, Hermione and Ron are entangled in making choices. They have limited pocket money and can only buy a few to try.

Looking at their excited and tangled appearance, Ivan couldn't help but shook his head secretly. Candy is really attractive to children, even the little wizard who knows magic.

Considering that there is no shortage of time to see Sirius, Ivan is not good at forcing them to leave here, so I just let them be happy for a while...

"The **** lollipop looks terrible. No one likes vampires like this... Can Pepper Naughty really spew out a fire after eating it? How does the mint ice cream taste?" Min picked out a few candies, hesitated to put back some uninterested ones, and turned to Ivan and wanted to ask him his opinion.

Ivan shook his head. He hadn't eaten this stuff before, and when he was thinking about what to say, he felt a pat on his shoulder.

"Are you looking for candy that can breathe fire if you eat it? We have it here!" George and Fred joked together, their hands still holding an unbranded candy.

"This is our latest research result. It's definitely more interesting than the candy here! How about it, do you want to try it? It's free!"

Seeing the two of them, Ivan felt a little surprised, but he didn't expect such a coincidence.

However, Ivan always thanked Bumin for the Weasley brothers' mischievous candy, and shrugged and refused.

"We don't want to be your little guinea pigs...you should keep the tricky others to go!"

"That's really a shame! If you want to buy it next time, you will have to pay..." George shook his head disappointedly, then glanced at Ivan and the others, and said unexpectedly.

"By the way, where's Harry? Didn't he come with you? Still trapped in the castle?"

"Oh, what a poor boy. Didn't you tell Harry about the secret road? We see that he is quite unhappy lately, so you should take him out and stroll around!" Fred also sighed. His expression, tut out his voice.

"Harry is safe to stay in school, you know..." Hermione glared at them dissatisfiedly and said in a high tone, but soon realized that this might be heard by a fugitive. He lowered his voice and said word by word. "Know that Sirius Black is still chasing him!"

"What are you afraid of, isn't Ivan still here? I think his level of magic is no worse than some Aurors. If Black dares to come and catch him... Hahaha, maybe Ivan can still give him the Merlin Medal. It's one more level."

As George said with a grin, he tore open the candy wrapper in his hand and threw it into his mouth.

However, this square candy stopped automatically beside George's mouth in horror. It just hovered in the air, moved slowly, and disappeared in front of them bit by bit...

The sound of "crack craze" chewing candies came from a place with no one nearby...

Damn it?

George was taken aback at once, and Fred's face also showed a look of uncertainty.

No, ordinary ghosts can't do this.

Hermione and Ron were holding back a smile, of course they knew what was going on.

Harry, who was hiding in the Invisibility Cloak, swallowed this candy, and soon felt that his throat was so hot as if he had been burned by fire, it was very choking!

Harry couldn't help but raised his head and sneezed. A scorching flame spewed out of his mouth and almost burned to the next shelf.

In the seemingly empty place, a few coughs soon rang, and then Harry complained.

"This thing smells too bad, you should improve it!"

George and Fred listened to the sound from nowhere, and stepped back uncertainly until they heard Harry's voice. They were relieved.

They couldn't understand that Harry was tricking them, but they were even more curious about how Harry did it.

"Is it a phantom spell?! Harry, you actually mastered this!" George suddenly thought of the phantom spell, guessing in surprise.

"We have always wanted to learn, but we haven't mastered this spell yet!" Fred also couldn't believe it.

"No, I don't know how to use such advanced spells, this is the effect of the invisibility cloak!" Harry lifted the invisibility cloak a little bit, exposing his face, and then put it on again.

"Cool! That's so convenient!" George and Fred exclaimed. The price of an invisibility cloak is not cheap. If they had this thing in the first place, it would be much easier to go out for a stroll.

Maybe they can still go to some places they have always wanted to go but dare not go...

Thinking of this, the faces of George and Fred showed envy.

Hermione broke the cheerful atmosphere seriously, and said, "Harry, you shouldn't do this. If someone sees you, it will be over!"

"Don't worry, no one was looking here just now. George and Fred won't talk about it!" Harry shook his head nonchalantly. He didn't think there would be such a coincidence.

"Yes, yes! Our mouths are very strict!" The Weasley brothers made a shut-up gesture together~www.mtlnovel.com~ and promised never to speak out.

The people laughed and talked for a long time, and then George and Fred separated from them. Ron and others also selected the candies. Because it was inconvenient to show up, Ivan had to pay for the bill instead of Harry.

Immediately afterwards, the enthusiastic Harry, Ron and Hermione took Ivan to the Zoke joke shop to buy many interesting prank goods...

After more than two hours of playing like this, Ivan found that he would take them to a place that was said to be very interesting.

At first, Harry and the others didn't doubt their trust in Ivan. As the road went more and more remote, they felt something was wrong...

"Ivan, what are we doing here? It just looks like there is nothing..."

After walking through a small forest and entering a long-abandoned house, Hermione finally couldn't help but asked.

Harry and Ron also looked at Ivan suspiciously.