Ch 521-529

Ivan looked at old Rozier playfully, and he was naturally clear about his plan.

　　 The so-called obsession with powerful magic is just an excuse, the other party's real intention is probably to verify their own strength. Obviously Doug had bragged before and Rozier was skeptical...

　　Although I knew this, Ivan didn't move while holding the wand, and his gaze at the old Rozier became worse.

"Your Excellency Hals, I know that my request is abrupt, so in order to apologize, I am willing to offer some apocalypse!" Old Rozier still looked humble and turned his head to look at the house elf next to him. .

　　 Under the motion of his eyes, the house elf took out a heavy bag and walked towards Ivan step by step. The bag shook and made a sound of metal crashing. It was obvious that it contained Jin Jialong.

　　 Old Rozier's face was full of apology, but his eyes were staring at Ivan, observing each other's every move.

　　 He asked Ivan to show magic naturally because he wanted to see the strength of this little wizard with his own eyes. After all, he was not a fool, and he could not just listen to a few words from Dougt, and he was believed by Fudge.

　　 Besides, he has been watching the actions of Dougert and others over the past few months. Old Rozier guessed that the other party's purpose is not only to control the wizarding market, but there may be even greater plans!

　　 Once the opponent's goal of rectifying Knockout Alley is achieved, the Ministry of Magic will never sit back and watch, so it becomes very important to confirm Ivan's strength.

If Dougt had not deceived himself before, and Ivan's strength is indeed comparable to the Dark Lord, then the magic world must usher in a major reshuffle. Their Rozier family, as the first batch of veteran members to join the opposing party's subordinates, would definitely be able to So profitable.

　　If Ivan is not as strong as Dougt said, but is just a little talented wizard, he will not be able to accompany him. Even those industries that lose the wizarding market will be better than the life of the future!

　　Of course, this temptation is not without risk, it is very likely to anger the little wizard in front of him...

　　 This is also the reason why he put down his face and negotiated with a low profile. Coupled with the apocalypse and the intelligence in his mind, he is more than 70% sure that the other party will not kill him!

　　 If he is unlucky and hits the remaining 30% probability, then he has no choice but to run away!

　　Only for this, the old Rozier is extremely confident. His apparition is very good, and he can perform smoothly in various extreme situations.

　　 And he was prepared with both hands from the beginning. While observing the rules, he came to show his sincerity by himself, and he also brought a house elf with him!

　　In the concept of the general wizard, the house elves are just slaves, they are not human heads, and they will not cause ill feelings, which is regarded as a loophole in the rules.

　　 In a crisis situation, this house elf can resist him for a while, allowing him enough time to cast spells.

　　 Old Rozier had an abacus in his heart, calculating everything clearly and complacently.

　　 However, things would not develop as he expected. The house elf held the purse and walked a few steps, and Ivan's indifferent voice suddenly rang.

　　 "Mr. Rozier, I think you may have forgotten a little. Not everything can be measured with money... But if you want to see it, I can't satisfy you..."

　　 Ivan's face turned cold, and he wondered if the other party was dizzy, or was it pure blood thinking that money could solve everything?

　　 Have the guts to try it in front of Voldemort? Take a sum of money to let the Dark Lord cast a spell on you?

　　 I've lifted my head for you!

　　 From this point, he was sure that the old Rozier had never seen Voldemort, otherwise he would not have said such stupid things.

　　 Ivan is not so cruel, nor does he care about using high-intensity magic to deter, but he understands that he must take the initiative, not act according to the other party's requirements...

　　While speaking, Ivan has quietly activated the enhanced magic text sequence in the magic wand, holding the magic wand in his right hand and slamming across the air!

　　 An invisible and shadowless blade of magic power stretched forward like a broad scimitar.

　　 Ivan didn't chant a spell, because he didn't need it. After years of practice, Shen Feng Wuying had already reached the sixth level, and it was easy for Ivan to cast spells silently.

　　 tear...

　　 accompanied by a slight sound,

　　 Not far from the front, the bag that the house elf had been holding in his hand was cut open by something. The Jin Jialong inside was scattered all around, and some of the gold coins could be vaguely cut into two pieces...

　　 Before these heavy Jin Jialong landed, the magical blade reached the old Rozier's body over a distance of several meters.

　　 As early as Ivan said those words, the old Rozier's face changed. He knew that he was self-defeating, and immediately wanted to use Apparition to leave here.

But he obviously overestimated his ability to escape. When the old Rozier raised his wand, the magic blade had already swept past him, and there was a burst of tingling in his abdomen, as if he had been pricked by a needle. general.

　　 "Apparition!" Old Rozier yelled, waving his wand recklessly and chanting the spell at the fastest speed.

　　 However, nothing happened. Old Rozier still stood on the spot, only the sound of Jing Jialong strewn on the ground echoing in his ears.

　　 He lowered his head and glanced sluggishly, only to realize that the wand in his hand had been chopped into two pieces at some unknown time. The cut was smooth and round, as if it had been cut by a sharp blade, and it was finely polished.

　　 Click...

At this time, there was another sour sound of cutting behind him. Old Rozier subconsciously turned his head and looked over. A large piece of tall bushes was cut off, and a thick tree next to it was also cut off. After a while, he swayed and fell to the ground, bringing up a cloud of smoke.

　　 Where his eyes can reach, about a fan-shaped area, the height of all objects are surprisingly the same, and the flatness is a little scary.

Old Rozier swallowed hard. He understood that Ivan was not hitting the wrong way, but deliberately letting himself go. If this attack was against him, he would fight against him before he could react. The tree was cut into two pieces.

What made Old Rozier even more shocked was that such an attack could not be seen or touched at all, and the penetrating power was extremely wide. He was sure that even if he prepared protective measures in advance, he would be penetrated instantly, and he could not resist it !

　　 With only this blow, Old Rozier confirmed that Dougert's words were true. He had never seen the Dark Lord cast a spell, but I am afraid that he would not be far behind.

　　 Thinking of this, the old Rozier was ready to admit counsel. If Ivan didn't kill himself immediately, it means there is still a chance for things to ease. The question is how much it will cost...

　　 But when he turned his head, he saw that the house elves he had brought brazenly attacked Ivan.

　　 "Stop! You idiot!" Old Rozier was stunned and let out a heart-piercing cry.

　　 His wand had just been severed by Ivan, which meant that he had completely lost the ability to resist. If the house elves he brought with him accidentally injured the little wizard in front of him, he would be dead!

　　 There is no possibility of escape.

　　 But the old Rozier was obviously a step slower. The house elf had already stretched out his hand, and a dazzling beam of light flew out from his fingers and struck straight towards Ivan.

　　 Ivan's expression remained unchanged, and he instantly activated the protective ring he was wearing on his right hand. Without seeing any movement, the curse beam returned to its original path, knocking the house elf standing in place.

　　 Before Ivan could continue to punish him, Old Rozier swooped up, pinching the house elf's neck with his hands, and furiously.

　　 "You humble bastard, who on earth gave you the courage to attack Lord Hals?!"

　　 Old Rozier's face was extremely ferocious, he didn't save the least, he wanted to choke the house elf to death and calm Ivan's anger.

　　 Without the magic wand, he can only use this most primitive method!

Although the old Rozier is old and physically weak, he still has strength. The house elf had been bounced back by his own curse, and now he was pinched by his neck. His face was blue and purple, and his light bulb-sized eyes were about to stare. Out.

　　 And that ugly, wrinkled face was filled with confusion and confusion.

The house elf obviously didn't understand what he did wrong. It followed the old Rozier's instructions. Before coming, the old Rozier ordered it to attack the enemy in times of crisis, so as to fight for the master's escape. some time.

　　At this time, the old Rozier obviously forgot his original instructions, or he didn't want to think about it at all, and blamed all the blame on the house elves.

　　 Just when the house elf was about to lose his voice, Ivan's voice came over again.

　　 "Stop it! What a clumsy trick!"

　　 Old Rozier's hands trembled, and he did not dare to violate Ivan's instructions, let go of the house elf who had fainted, and then he did not dare to stand up and knelt in front of Ivan, begging to say.

　　 "Your Excellency Hals, please give me a chance. I am willing to pay enough price in exchange for your understanding..."

　　 "No more nonsense...what information do I want?" Ivan interrupted the old Rozier's words. This kind of person has too many thoughts and is not easy to control.

　　 If that information is useless, there is no need for old Rozier to survive...

　　 Old Rozier's body trembled, and he hurriedly continued.

"Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, there will be a secret meeting in the underground secret room of the wizard market. At that time, all of us will be there, where anti-phantom shifting magic has been applied. As long as you can block the entrance and exit, no one can run. !"

　　 "Are you sure?" Ivan raised his eyebrows. If it was true, it would be a good piece of information.

　　 The ability of the wizard to apparate is a headache for him, because it means it is difficult to capture, even if he finds where the opponent is, they may have escaped before he invades.

　　 Forcibly invading the wizarding market, it is not impossible to occupy there, but it may cause some damage, and secondly, if the members of the pure-blood family are not completely resolved, it may cause some trouble in the future.

　　 "Tell me...what is the purpose of your gathering this time? Why did you choose that place?" Ivan asked.

　　 Although the old Rozier seemed to be scared, there should be no possibility of lying, but Ivan had to act cautiously. What if this is a trap?

　　 No matter how small the possibility is, he has to be on guard.

　　"This rally was proposed by the Knott family. We lost too many manpower in the past two days, which completely exceeded our expectations. So this time, Knott wanted to gather us all together to discuss the next response strategy.

　　 was chosen in the basement secret room of the wizard market because it is safe enough, with heavy protection, plus anti-ghosting magic, so there is no need to worry about being suddenly intruded. "

Facing Ivan's question, the old Rozier did not dare to conceal the slightest bit. He told everything he knew like a bamboo tube poured into beans. He also tremblingly took out a map from his arms, trembling slightly. Pass it up...

　　 "This is the map of the underground secret room. It was funded and built by several of our families back then. All secret passages and entrances were drawn on it." Old Rozier added.

Ivan took the map and looked at it, and found that this underground secret room was quite large. The lounge, meeting room, and residence were very complete. There were also many gates set up, just like a small fortress. No wonder Will choose to rally here.

　　 If there is no old Rozier as a traitor as an internal response, it will not be easy to attack ~www.mtlnovel.com~ It is a fantasy to capture everyone without fail.

　　 "Very good, yes, I feel your sincerity." Ivan put the map away, and his gaze at the old Rozier became a little softer.

What he lacks most now is time, and soon he will leave Knockoff Alley to meet with Nick LeMay. It is impossible to expect to be here for a long time. Old Rozier has now given him a solution to completely solve those pure-blood families. A great opportunity, and there is no need to worry about subsequent troubles.

　　 When Ivan said that, the old Rozier was finally relieved, he knew his life was saved.

　　 However, Ivan didn't intend to spare him so easily, and forced Old Rozier to make a magic contract to ensure that the other party would not suddenly repent or make any small actions.

　　 For this kind of cunning cowardice, Ivan felt that only the magic contract could make the other party more reliable.

　　 Old Rozier didn't have the guts to refuse. Now his life is pinched in Ivan's hands, and he doesn't have the ability to bargain at all.

　　 After confessing some things and arranging a time for the raid, Ivan glanced at Jin Jialong scattered on the ground indefinitely.

　　 It looks like there are at least five hundred pieces, and it is very dazzling in the sun...

　　 Ivan had never thought that Old Rozier would be willing to spend five hundred gallons to see him perform a magic once, which is really "sincere".

　　 In theory, he has already met the second condition of the old Rozier, the money is already his own, but in order to maintain his cold image, Ivan can only give up this plan sadly.

　　 There is no way...who makes him unable to pull the bottom to pick it up!

"Let's go!" Ivan glanced at Jin Jialong on the ground for the last time, and then cast an Apparition with Dougt and disappeared in place.

　　 After waiting for Ivan to leave for a while, the old Rozier raised his head tremblingly, looked around in a circle, slowly heaved a sigh of relief, and then planned to stand up.

　　 When he really got up, Old Rozier suddenly felt a tingling pain in his waist.

　　 "hiss~"

　　 He lowered his head and glanced with a grin, and found a small opening on the side waist of the wizard's robe, and blood was constantly oozing outward.

　　Because of fear and anger, he hadn't noticed this at all. Now he relaxed and pulled the wound a lot, and the tingling sensation came to his heart again.

　　 Old Rozier clutched the wound and endured the pain and walked to the house elf, kicked it, and said angrily.

　　 "Did you die? Lar? Get up if you're not dead!"

　　 Old Rozier's foot was very heavy, and he awakened the dazed house elf and ordered it to heal his wounds.

The poor servant was almost killed but didn't dare to complain. He tremblingly pressed his hand against the old Rozier's wound and began to perform magic, but when his finger ran through the wound, it didn't work. Any effect.

　　 "Are you kidding me?" Old Rozier stared at it fiercely, and the anger that he had accumulated for a long time would burst out.

　　 The house elf shook his head in horror, and hurriedly explained. "Master, Lal... Lal really did his best!"

　　Old Rozier stared at it for a while, and saw Lal's tears and nose flow down, and he looked terrified, and he should have no guts to deceive himself. This was a bit of faith.

　　 He glanced at the still bleeding wound again, could not help but think of something, and turned his gaze to Jin Jialong scattered on the ground.

　　 "Lal, I order you to restore Jin Jialong with a repair spell!" Old Rozier said tentatively.

　　 The house elf did not dare to disobey the owner's instructions, sobbing, while extending the index finger of his right hand again, a ray of white light lit up at the fingertips.

　　 The damaged Jin Jialong on the ground seemed to be wrapped in some inexplicable force, slowly floating up and joining together.

　　 But the strange thing is that the cracks in the middle have not recovered. When the power of magic gradually disappears, they fall to the ground and break into two again.

"I'm sorry...Master...Lal can't do it...Lal can't do it!" The house elf said tremblingly, and then, like other elf who did something wrong, picked it up on the ground. One of the small wooden bars whipped his head to punish his incompetence.

　　 "Bad Lar...Bad elf!" The house elf shouted frantically while beating.

　　 Old Rozier ignored it at all, squatted down and picked up one of the two-half Jin Jialong, and carefully looked at the incision.

　　 "What kind of magic is this?" Old Rozier's face changed, and he felt cold behind his back, muttering to himself.

　　 The magic that Ivan cast just now looks more terrifying than he thought. It has a wide range and strong penetrating ability. It also has inexplicable blocking power that can inhibit wound healing!

This means that once injured by this kind of magic without the corresponding curse, the wound will never be repaired. Even if the cursed person is not dead on the spot, he will bleed and die in the next few days.. .

　　 Thinking of this, Old Rozier couldn't help shivering, and hurriedly wanted to go to Ivan, asking him to unlock this weird magic.

　　 But the old Rozier stopped quickly again. He suddenly realized that with the strong strength and control ability shown by the opponent, it is impossible to cause accidental injury. If he is willing to solve the curse for himself, I am afraid it will be solved long ago!

　　 Then there is only one possibility, leaving this wound is the other party deliberately, the purpose is to punish his previous offensive behavior!

　　 After all, the wound is not big. If you do emergency treatment, you won't lose blood and die in one day.

　　 Waiting for the conquest of the wizarding market tomorrow afternoon, if you have done your own merits and demerits, I am afraid it will be the time to solve the curse!

　　 Old Rozier smiled bitterly and shook his head, and had to order the house elves to collect Jin Jialong from the ground and take him back to the manor.

　　 He needs to give emergency treatment to the wound as soon as possible.

Lal's brain wasn't very good, but his actions were still very neat. He dropped the wooden stick that punishes him, pulled the rags on his body into a pocket, and pulled Jin Jialong into it, full of it. It's dazzling.

　　 Old Rozier looked around, but shook his head and sighed.

　　 He originally thought that no one could stop the charm of money, so he made such a tentative move, but he did not expect that Ivan was not very interested in money.

　　 But that's right, such a little wizard must have a higher level of pursuit, how can he be as vulgar as himself...

　　 "It doesn't seem that everyone likes money! I have to try something else next time." Old Rozier sighed and dragged the house elf Lal and left here with him.

　　...

　　 At the same time, Dougte, who returned to the black magic shop, looked at Ivan with a look of admiration. "You did a good job just now! That old thing was so scared, I must be honest..."

　　 "Hope..." Ivan rolled his eyes and said casually.

　　 If it weren't for Doug to brag too much and put his image too high to be equal to the Dark Lord, he would not be guilty of pretending to improve his style, so that he could not pull his face and squat on the ground to pick up money...

　　 That is five hundred Jin Jialong...not a small sum!

　　Thinking about it this way, Ivan felt a pity that the old Rozier was too ignorant. If he begged him to accept the tribute, would he still refuse it?

　　Dougert didn't understand what Ivan was thinking, nor did he put the five hundred gallons in his eyes, but continued to talk about business.

　　 "The information provided by the old Rozier should be no problem. When do you plan to attack the wizarding market tomorrow, do I need to inform Fren and them about this matter now?"

　　 "No, no need! The less people know about this, the better!" Ivan shook his head and rejected Dougert's suggestion.

Don't look at him for both deterrence and grace to obey the more than 30 wizards, but the contact time is really too short, and there will be no ghosts in it, just in case. It's hard to get rid of the wind.

　　 So he thinks that only Aisia, Dougt, and himself are enough to know. It just so happens that tomorrow they will need to divide into three teams to block the entrances and exits and secret passages.

　　 As for the other members, it's not too late to set aside ten minutes before the battle begins...

　　 "Is that so?" Dougt's mind turned around and he quickly understood what he meant. It is better to be cautious and not easy to make mistakes.

　　 Ivan asked Dougte to call to Esiah, took out the map of the secret room, and after understanding the whole story, the three together discussed the course of action for tomorrow's attack on the wizarding market and their respective areas of responsibility.

　　 Now that there is such a good opportunity, no one hopes that some evasive mistakes will lead to abandonment of all previous efforts...

　　 One day passed in a flash.

　　 At noon the next day, Ivan, who was ready, issued an emergency assembly order at 2:30!

　　 According to the previous requirement, all members must be present within 30 seconds after the emergency order is issued. Ivan keeps an eye on the clock to see how many people violate the order today.

　　 Seven seconds later, the first figure appeared not far ahead.

　　 What surprised Ivan was that the first one to arrive turned out to be Joseph, who was the latest to come back. It seems that he has had enough lessons last time.

　　 After three seconds, Fren, Walker and other werewolf wizards have all arrived on the scene, and then every second there will be a few more figures on the field.

　　 Until the 30th second, the last Grace arrived at the scene with a pinch, perhaps because of the rush, she was very embarrassed, her hair was messy, and she didn't even apply her makeup.

　　 Ivan wondered if she had been sleeping until this point...

　　 Facing Ivan's gaze, Grace shrank her neck like a frightened little beast, because she was not sure if she was late.

　　 Fortunately, Ivan's eyes didn't stay on her for long, and he quickly turned to other wizards on the field.

　　 "Yes, you guys came very timely today... did not disappoint me!" Ivan said with satisfaction as he looked around the crowd.

　　 He originally thought that basic training like this would need to be done several times before these wizards could learn the importance of punctuality. He didn't expect these people to be more obedient than he thought.

　　 Hearing Ivan's words, the wizards present heaved a sigh of relief.

　　 They don't want to try the severe punishment that Ivan said, so they have been wearing uniforms even to sleep these days, just to be able to arrive as soon as they receive the notice.

　　 "Your Excellency Hals, is there something urgent for you to summon us with an emergency order?" Fren asked.

　　 Ivan nodded and said.

"I got an information. At three o'clock this afternoon, the Knot family will hold a meeting in the secret room of the wizarding market. Everyone from the pure-blood families will be there. Your task is to conquer there, capture or Kill all personnel..."

　　 Fren and others were very surprised, guessing where Ivan got such important information. Generally speaking, secret gatherings are almost impossible to leak.

　　They are even more worried that this information is deliberately released by the Knot family, because the underground secret room of the wizard market, they have attacked there is no different from a small fortress, once trapped, I am afraid that they will suffer heavy losses.

"The Rozier family, one of the six pure bloods, has taken refuge in us, and has handed over the map and established a magic contract. This time there is absolutely no possibility of failure!" Ivan saw their worries and threw out again Sent an intelligence.

　　 Now, of course, he won't have any more concealment. Even if the wizards present have an internal response from the other side, they will not have the opportunity to make a report under the supervision of everyone.

　　 And now it has another important meaning, to prevent accidental injury, lest old Rozier die unluckily in his own hands.

　　 "The Rozier family surrendered?"

　　 After hearing the news, Joseph, Grace and others couldn't believe it. The battle hadn't started yet, and one of the opponent's leaders surrendered and became his own. Wouldn't it be a win?

　　 After Ivan nodded his head to confirm, everyone's morale suddenly rose, and they clamored to enter the wizarding market immediately and arrest the old Knot...

　　 Ivan did not take it lightly. His goal this time was not only to win, but more importantly, not to die!

　　 After all, a person's pension costs three hundred gallons, which is unacceptable for Ivan, who has just lost five hundred gallons!

　　 So for more than twenty minutes before departure, Ivan patiently explained to them the traps distributed in the underground secret room, lest they get caught.

　　 "If you need to scatter and search for the target after entering, each group should not be less than three people, and you need to ensure mutual support, understand?" Ivan said emphatically.

　　The wizards present nodded one after another, feeling a little moved in their hearts.

　　Although the little wizard in front of him is more brutal and harsh, he still cares about their lives. You can see from raising the pension yesterday, holding the funeral in person, and repeatedly emphasizing safety measures today.

　　 After finishing everything, Ivan no longer hesitated, so that the wizards were divided into three teams and went to the entrance and exit of the wizard market to stand by.

After receiving the order, the wizards all performed apparitions, and the figures disappeared in place as they came. ~www.mtlnovel.com~ The last Ivan waved his magic wand, and in a staggered space, he landed on a high platform. On, there were only 13 wizards including Fren, and everyone else followed Acia and Dougt to block the remaining two exits.

　　 "Your Excellency Hals, there is the wizard market in front of them, and their secret rooms are built underground..." Fren pointed to the front and said.

　　 Ivan turned his head and looked over, somewhat emotional.

　　 Two years ago, he and Doug came here once, but the lively scene of the wizarding market at that time was like a large bazaar.

　　 Now here is a different look, it is very deserted, there are no people in sight, only four law enforcement officers are still on duty at the door.

"We'll start at three ten ten!" Ivan took out the stopwatch from the wizard's robe and looked at the time. It is now two to fifty. Considering that someone might be late, he delayed the time to do it. Some.

　　 Fren and others are also holding their wands tightly, while hiding themselves, they are also ready to do it at any time.

　　 The waiting time is not long, Ivan also saw a gorgeously dressed middle-aged wizard walk into the wizard market with some of his men.

　　 This is undoubtedly corroborating the old Rozier's statement.

　　 Ivan waited for a while, confirmed that no one would come again in a short time, and waved his wand to point at the law enforcement officers in the wizard market.

　　 "Confringo!"

　　 After a few seconds of gaining momentum, Ivan chanted the spell, and a fiery flame gradually ignited at the tip of the wand, and then quickly expanded into the wind, and slammed into the direction of the wizard market.

The fierce flames and powerful magical fluctuations instantly attracted the attention of the law enforcement officials. Seeing the large fireball that swelled to more than two meters high rushed towards him, the four law enforcement officials were a little panicked.

　　 "Enemy attack!" Fortunately, years of training played a role at this moment. Someone soon reacted and issued a stern shout. Others also hurriedly waved their wands at the attacking fireball, building a protective barrier.

　　 "ImpedimentJinx!"

　　 "Protegos!"

　　...

　　 The flying fireball in the next second slammed into the magic barrier. After only a moment of resistance, the magic barrier was crushed. The orange fireball disintegrated, and endless light and heat spread in all directions.

　　 The two law enforcement officers in front were directly blasted out, and hit the pillar behind them heavily, breaking the iron armor curse they were holding on them.

　　 A law enforcement officer vomited blood in ragged clothes. Because the iron armor curse had prevented him from doing anything, there was nothing serious about it.

　　 But another law enforcement officer not far away was not so lucky. He was blown to **** blood before he could cast the protective spell, and he was silent.

　　 The law enforcement officers who are still alive have no time to rejoice, because everyone knows that the danger is not over!

　　Before the smoke from the explosion dissipated completely, dozens of beams of spells of various colors rushed in from the smoke, followed by a few low wolf howls.

"It's those **** werewolves...retreat quickly and notify the others!" The leader of the law enforcer immediately issued an order to retreat after noticing the large number of enemies and obviously unable to stand the enemy, and planned to use Apparition. go away.

However, his movements were obviously a step slower. Ivan and the others, who had been lurking for a long time, would not let him go. A gray-black werewolf had already rushed in front of him, biting the arm of the law enforcement officer, and interrupted it. His spellcasting.

　　Other law enforcement agents were also attacked to varying degrees in the first time...

　　 With mental arithmetic and unintentional, in just a few seconds, all four law enforcement officers fell to the ground, unable to make any decent resistance at all.

　　 The few merchants in the Wizarding Market saw this cruel scene, they were directly shocked, and even ignored the items in the stall, and fled in panic.

　　 Ivan also ignored them. His goal this time was to target the wizard market, and had nothing to do with these poor wizards.

　　 "Your Excellency Hals, what should these two people do to kill?" Fren and Walker came over with a surviving caster and asked.

　　 "Let's take care of it first!" Ivan glanced at the two law enforcement officers who had lost their combat effectiveness, waved his hands and said.

If he can, he doesn't want to kill people. There are already enough wizards in the magical world, not to mention that these law enforcers are all commissioned guys. They may not have any loyalty to the Knot family. You should wait for torture and confirm in the future. Disposal.

　　 Just as Ivan was thinking this way, there was an explosion in the distance, accompanied by a little screaming, Ivan suddenly understood that Esiah and Dougert had done it.

　　 "Leave four guards, and the rest will follow me in!" Ivan did not dare to delay any more, and then ordered.

　　 In order to prevent the other party's follow-up support, so as not to be blocked in the urn, it is necessary to ensure that the exit is unimpeded.

　　Fren and others nodded. This was discussed before, so they quickly arranged the candidates to stay. The remaining nine wizards followed Ivan and rushed into the wizard market.

　　 After knocking out the two guards inside, Ivan smoothly came to a wide room and turned an oil lamp next to him according to the directions on the map.

　　 Click, click...

　　 A wall behind it cracked, shaking to give way to a passage, which was very narrow and only allowed two people to walk side by side.

　　 The end of the passage looks like a hall, but because of the limited vision, it is impossible to see the whole picture, and it is not sure whether there is anyone guarding it.

　　 Ivan grabbed a piece of masonry without any hesitation, and rushed in immediately, followed by Fren and others.

　　 When they were halfway there, six heavily armed black wizards suddenly appeared at the end of the empty passage. Obviously, they heard the explosion outside, and then deliberately ambushed here.

　　If it were in a more open area, these dark wizards would not have time to run, and would never come to die, but now it is different. In this narrow terrain, Ivan and others have no way to escape.

　　 "Reducto!"

　　 "AvadaKedavra"

　　"!"

　　...

　　 Colorful spell beams struck one after another, and there were also several green rays that made people sweat.

　　Fren and others' complexions changed suddenly, but they were in a dilemma for a while. The obstacle curse and iron armor curse they cast could not stop the killing curse.

　　 Ivan hurriedly threw out the masonry in his hand, and then pointed his magic wand.

　　 Under the combined action of the magnifying spell and the transforming spell, the masonry quickly swelled, and the surface gradually became shiny with a metallic color, as if you were looking at a wall in front of you...

　　 Boom!

　　 Several spells collided with the brick wall. After all, the latter is a magical creation, not as hard as the real wall. It exploded immediately, and countless fragments galloped in all directions.

　　 "Oppugno!"

　　 All of this was naturally expected by Ivan. He waved his wand once again, and all the bricks and stones were dragged and smashed towards the dark wizards at the end of the passage.

　　Fren and others behind Ivan were not idle either, and they took out their wands to fight back, venting their anger.

Faced with such a wide range of magical attacks, the dark wizards who did not have the slightest spirit of sacrifice after the first wave of offensive failure, really chose to back down and left the passage to avoid this attack, but it also meant that they lost the first wave. Opportunity for a second shot!

　　 The extremely fast Ivan crossed a distance of tens of meters in just two seconds and entered the hall.

　　 The walls of the tables and chairs in front were all pitted by a large number of broken stones and bricks. A total of six black wizards had already run halfway in two seconds.

　　 A dark wizard who hadn't had time to run turned his head and saw Ivan who suddenly broke in, and waved his magic wand without saying a word.

　　 "Diffindo!"

　　 The crimson beam hit Ivan, then went back the same way, knocking him out.

　　 Ivan did not hesitate to make up a coma spell to stun the black wizard.

　　 At the same time, Fren and the others, who had been behind Ivan, rushed in. Several spells blasted over, leaving two black wizards lying on the ground in a tragic manner.

　　 Ivan turned his head and glanced, intending to let them catch them alive as much as possible, but after thinking about it, he closed his mouth again. In such a fierce battle, asking Fran and the others to keep their hands was irresponsible for their lives!

"The two roads ahead, according to the previous plan, we will take the lead. Fren, you are responsible for bringing some people to the left to search!" Ivan took out the map and took a look, and after confirming that the meeting room was on the right, he faced it. Fren said.

　　 "Yes, Sir Hals..." Forren has turned into a werewolf form, and the huge and ferocious head paused, and then rushed towards the left passage with his four men.

Ivan did not act immediately. He stretched out his right hand and tapped a wand on a cabinet in the hall. Under the action of magic, the wooden cabinet quickly softened, and the continuous stretch and extension became a huge giant. python.

All the passages in the secret room under 　　 are very narrow. Once blocked, it is almost impossible to avoid the opponent's magic, so he needs a large enough meat shield to resist these magic for him.

　　Although Ivan can become a basilisk by himself and kill the Quartet, it might be dangerous. What if he accidentally hits an Avadasuo Curse in front of him?

　　He doesn't want to personally experience whether the basilisk's anti-magic skin can resist the killing curse!

　　 "Act now!" Ivan witnessed the giant snake snaking into the passage, and then summoned his patron saint as insurance, and finally gave the action order.

　　...

　　 A few minutes ago, in the underground conference room,

　　 Six wizards are sitting around a round mahogany table, discussing vigorously.

　　 "We have lost too many manpower in the past few months, and the wizarding market has become more and more deserted day by day. It won't work anymore!"

　　 "Then what do we do? Surrender? You think it's all for now, and the other party will let us go?"

　　 "Yes! You must not admit defeat. If you bow your head to those hybrids and Muggle species, don't you want to face it? We can recruit more people, or seek help from the Ministry of Magic..."

　　...

　　 Everyone was talking about it, full of gunpowder.

　　Looking at the form, no one knows that he is already at an absolute disadvantage. The other party is pressing on every step of the way. Failure is only a matter of time.

　　Originally according to their usual style, at this time they should start compromise negotiations, and try to make some concessions to prevent the other party from targeting the wizarding market. After all, if they continue to fight like this, their losses will only be greater.

But the problem is that this time is different from the past. Their enemies are not equal. It is not a pure-blood wizard family, but a magic shop owner in Knockdown Alley. They are a bit embarrassed to compromise with such an unremarkable lowly mixed-blood. ..

　　 When the argument gradually fell into a stalemate, one of the wizards in black robes turned his head and looked at Nott, who had not spoken, and suggested.

　　 "Old Knott, isn't the Executive Director of the Ministry of Magic your good friend? If the Ministry is willing to interfere, then things will be easy."

　　 "How easy is it? The Ministry of Magic doesn't have time to pay attention to us now..." Nott shook his head and sighed.

　　 Naturally, he knew much more information in his capacity than ordinary wizards. Recently Azkaban seemed to have lost a very important fugitive, and a large number of Aurors were secretly dispatched.

　　 In addition to the recent dementor riots, the executive director was going crazy. The last time I met, he seemed to be a few years old suddenly. How can I be in the mood to take care of the incident in Knock Down Alley?

　　 And Old Knot was very clear that in the eyes of many senior officials of the Ministry of Magic, one wizard in Knockdown Alley was not a good thing.

　　 Because this often means that there will be a lot less vicious things in the magical world in the next period of time...

　　 Listening to Nott's words, everyone present fell into a short silence. Without the intervention of the Ministry of Magic, it would be a foolish dream to let the other party settle down.

　　 The chunky witch sitting on the corner hesitated, gritted her teeth, and suggested.

"I feel that Aisia is not just trying to compete for the wizarding market. In the past few months, she has not only been working on our wizarding market. She must have a bigger plan! If you can convince the executive director to believe this. , The Ministry of Magic will never let it go!"

　　 "Want to make those people believe that a magic shop owner in Knockdown Alley would threaten their rule? Heh...difficult!" Old Rozier shook his head with a sneer, and poured cold water on everyone.

　　 "No, we can collect or forge some evidence... as long as the people at the Ministry of Magic realize that they have gathered a lot of dark wizards with intent to be unruly!" the chunky witch said viciously.

　　 "Then as you said, let's vote, and more than half of the people agree to start the implementation!" Knott's index finger tapped the table lightly, and after hesitating for a while, finally made a decision.

"Seconded!"

　　 Several other wizards have no opinion~www.mtlnovel.com~ agreed, because this is the last resort. If it doesn't work, they can only consider surrender or compromise.

　　 Old Rozier looked around at the crowd, pretending to be sad and nodded slowly to agree, but he couldn't help sighing in the bottom of his heart. It was too late to discuss now to seek help from the Ministry of Magic.

　　 I am afraid that none of them can get out of here today...

　　 But while sighing, the old Rozier was also fortunate. He was on the side of the winner. This time he was not only fine, but also rewarding!

　　 As for the psychological pressure caused by betraying an ally?

nonexistent!

　　 Old Rozier knew very well that if there were enough benefits, anyone in front of him would not hesitate to betray him. The so-called alliance is just a joke.

　　 boom...

　　 Just as the old Rozier was thinking this way, there was a sudden violent noise above them, an explosion could be faintly heard, and the tables and chairs in the meeting room shook crazily.

　　 "What's wrong? What happened?" The squat witch held the table with a panicked look so that she would not fall.

　　 "Looking at the movement, someone may have entered from the outside!" Nott's face was very ugly. He squinted his eyes and scanned the people in the conference room one by one.

　　 "What?! How could it be so coincidental?" Old Rozier frowned, with a look of stunned expression.

　　 The other people also looked at each other, with inexplicable brilliance in their eyes. The secret meeting held here today, but only they themselves know...

Just a few seconds after the explosion sounded, the door of the meeting room was knocked open, and a spellcaster in a black robe hurriedly looked at several people and said while panting.

"Your Excellency Nott! Werewolves and a large number of wizards broke in from outside!"

"I know! Gather some people, let's go out from the secret path now!" Nott's words were full of strong anger, but his reason made him understand that now is not the time to investigate whether there is a traitor inside, the most important thing is to leave quickly Here.

However, the black-robed law enforcement officer did not move, stammering the news that both the entrance and exit and the secret road were attacked at the same time.

"What?! Are you sure?!" Nott rushed forward eagerly and grabbed the collar of the law enforcement officer and asked.

"Yes, Lord Knott..." the law enforcement officer swallowed and said tremblingly.

After the confirmation, Knott's figure shook, and he almost didn't faint.

If all the exits were blocked, wouldn't all of them be trapped here to die?

"Who betrayed us!" Nott turned his head, and stared at Old Rozier and the others with red eyes fiercely.

The pure-blood wizards present also took a few steps back and looked at their colleagues cautiously.

If there were only speculations just now, then everyone is sure that a traitor must have appeared among them!

After all, only a few of them knew the time of the secret meeting here, and not many people knew the specific location of the secret road. Without an undercover report, Aysia would never have chosen to attack at this time by coincidence.

Old Rozier's face remained unchanged, but he was very flustered. He knew very well that now is his most dangerous moment. If he is identified, he may not wait for Ivan and others to attack and he will die. Here.

Only delay as much as possible and stir the muddy water!

"It must be you, right?! Foley! I thought you were wrong for a long time! Everyone knows that you have a contradiction with Old Norte, maybe you want to kill us!" Old Rozier suddenly waved his wand and pointed to one of them. The middle-aged wizard said righteously.

Nott and others also looked at Foley suspiciously, with a skeptical look in their eyes.

"You fart! What good does surrender do to me?!" Foley patted the table excitedly, glaring at old Rozier, and then he asked gloomily as if thinking of something. "On the contrary, it is you, Rozier...None of us said anything. What are you doing so quickly? I heard that you often go out these two days and you can't see anyone..."

Hearing this, old Rozier's pupils suddenly dilated, and he really didn't understand how Foley knew the news.

It is impossible for the house elf Lal not to betray him, and if it were him, there would not be this rally. Then it is only possible that one of the two servants in the family had a problem and was bought by Foley. , Or this guy secretly sent someone to monitor him.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the other party doesn't know much, otherwise they would have already started it.

"You said I'm an undercover agent? A joke!" Old Rozier was very angry, but on the surface he said with a sneer.

"Then how do you explain your going out, Rozier? If you don't say it clearly, then don't blame me! I don't want to wait for the enemy to guard against sneak attacks by traitors!" Foley is not forgiving. Inquired, the wand in his hand had been pointed at the old Rozier.

The other wizards on the field didn't speak, and their eyes wandered between the two. In the end, most of them stretched out their wands and pointed at Old Rozier.

Everyone has been in friendship for decades, and they know each other well, and they know the character of the old Rozier. If there must be a betrayer here, his possibility is the greatest!

Old Rozier was in a cold sweat on his forehead, muttering in his heart why Ivan and the others weren't coming, and finally he was heartbroken and reached out and untied his wizard robe.

Foley and the others were all startled. The top of the magic wand in their hands was already lit up with various beams. They were worried that Old Rozier would take out powerful magic items from his clothes and die with them.

But no, old Rozier just showed them that he was wrapped in gauze around his waist.

"Originally this was my personal matter, there was no need to tell you, but since you want to know, it's not impossible!" Old Rozier looked around at several people and directly lifted the gauze out, revealing that it was still flowing inside. Point to the **** wound and continue to speak.

"Did you see? The last time Isiah took that werewolf to attack the manor, I was accidentally hit by a very special magic.

In the past few days, I have tried many methods and found many friends, and finally found that no matter what method I can't heal it! "

"This kind of wound is like a curse. Maybe I will bleed to death in one or two days. You guys think I'm an undercover agent. It's so ridiculous!" Old Rozier shook his head sadly and murmured. The self-talking.

Nott and the others, who pointed the magic wand at Old Rozier, were immediately embarrassed. From the pale to scary complexion of Old Rozier, and the bleeding wound on his waist, it could be seen that the other party was not lying.

Foley frowned. He somewhat suspected that the old Rozier had betrayed them just to heal this bleeding wound.

But thinking about it carefully, Foley felt that this possibility was very low. If that was the case, the other party would have healed his wounds long ago in order to reassure Old Rozier.

After all, no one else knows about this injury, and even if it is cured, there is no possibility of exposure, and there is no need to suffer for nothing.

As for the credibility of both parties, it is enough to establish a magic contract ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ leaving this wound will cause dissatisfaction.

"Sorry, Rozier, it seems that we misunderstood you..." Nott said apologetically, waved his hand and asked everyone to put down their wands.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the situation now, I wouldn't just let it go!" Old Rozier straightened his clothes angrily, the expression on his face was very upset, as if he had been wronged.

When Nott and the others saw the old Rozier's reaction, the vigilance in their hearts was once again put down a bit, and he was removed from the list of suspicions, and then they blamed each other.

Old Rozier secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The wizard's robe behind him was soaked with sweat, and he was even a little lucky that the fatal wound on his waist and abdomen was still there. Otherwise, it would not be easy to fool Nott.

Did he think of today?

Suddenly, an idea flashed in the old Rozier's mind.

He is very suspicious that Ivan Hals used magic to injure himself yesterday, which is not only a punishment for the previous offense, but more importantly, that he can perform a bitter trick to get away under the suspicion!

The old Rozier, who had seen Ivan's magic control ability, thought about it, the more he thought it was possible!

Since the opponent can cast his powerful spell while cutting his wand into two with precise predictive actions, it is absolutely impossible to accidentally be injured!

So there must be some deep meaning!

Old Rozier couldn't help taking a breath. He didn't expect that this little wizard was not only powerful, but his mind was also unfathomable. If it weren't for the current situation, he would never have thought of such a meaning.

Just as several pure-blood wizards were arguing with each other, the explosion and wailing outside were getting closer and closer to them.

"Enough, stop arguing. It's not the time to argue about this. It's not too late to fight the enemy first!" The chunky witch interrupted the quarrel. Fight yourself first.

Foley and the others stopped, but when they looked at each other, there was still a bit of distrust.

"Go and gather all the remaining wizards in the vicinity, let's kill them from the exit!" Knott swept his eyes to the law enforcement officer who had just entered and said.

Since Aysia chose to attack from three directions, it would necessarily represent a dispersion of combat power. They only need to concentrate their manpower and break through from one direction, and there is still a high probability that they can escape.

The only thing that worries him a little is that their previous argument undoubtedly delayed the best escape time. Fortunately, this underground secret room is very tightly protected. For a while, the opponent should not be able to fight in...

Bang! !

Nott was thinking, a violent impact sounded in front of him.

In the next second, the door of the conference room was directly knocked open, and a tall and thin black wizard flew in directly from the door, and hit the conference table directly.

The seven people present were all taken aback. They raised their wands and pointed at the door nervously. Everyone knew that they could only fight their backs, otherwise they would have to explain it here.

In the dim and narrow passage, there was gradually a chilling commotion, and then a serpentine giant snake rushed in from the door. The hideous snake head was covered with wounds, and its body was covered with pits and pits. trace.

There was a chill in everyone's hearts, but the movements of their hands did not stop, and a series of spells were directly thrown out.

"Confringo (Thunderbolt explosion)!"

"Diffindo! (torn apart

...

One after another, the spell beam hit the giant snake's body, aggravating its injuries.

The giant snake struggled desperately and squeezed into the meeting room, but before he opened his mouth to attack anyone, he was hit by an orange fireball, and his body couldn't bear it and burst out.

The flesh and blood were reduced to pieces of wood, and a large amount of debris was sprinkled from the sky... but it hadn't touched the ground and seemed to be guided by some kind of guidance, and flew towards them.

Then there was an immature voice.

"Oppugno! (Ten Thousand Bullets

Knott and the others did not care to think about why the voice of the comer was like a child, waving their magic wands and using the Iron Armor Curse and Obstacle Curse to resist the second round of attack.

Hundreds of wooden fragments hit the thin magical barrier at a rate of arrow-like speed, sending out a burst of sour screams, but they really couldn't break through this barrier and hurt Nott and others.

However, Ivan's target was not them at all, but the magic lights placed around them. There was no protection on them. They were blown up in a few seconds, and the originally bright meeting room instantly became dark.

At the moment when it was dark all around, Nott screamed in his heart secretly, he already understood what the other party wanted to do.

"Lumos! (Fluorescence blinking Foley's brain not far away didn't turn around for a while, waving his magic wand to use the light curse to illuminate it.

But as soon as the dim fluorescence lighted up from the top of the wand, another crimson beam flew from behind, hitting Foley directly and knocking him out.

"Avery did it! He was an undercover agent!" Old Rozier's voice rang in the darkness.

Relying on memory, everyone present subconsciously launched an attack on Avery's so-called location. The colorful spell beams found Avery's daunting face in the dim meeting room.

"It's not me, it's..." Avery didn't know that he had been cheated by the old Rozier, and immediately wanted to explain. However, before he could finish his words, a bunch of magic spells blasted over, and the iron armor curse was blessed on his body and he broke into pieces in less than a second, and then his body was blown out.

However, Nott soon realized that he had hit the wrong person, because after flying to Avery, the sneak attack from the inside did not stop.

The old Rozier constantly changed the position to release the spell, plus Ivan outside the door, from time to time to cast a few spells, under the attack of the two parties, the minds of the few people who were blocked in the meeting room were already tight. Crazy, they waved their magic wands and attacked everyone except themselves.

"Reducto! (Bone to pieces

"Stupefy! (fainted

...

Various spells were flying in the wide conference room, and the only sane Knott smiled sorrowfully. He knew that he was finished.

If we say that everyone is united to resist foreign enemies, there is still a slight possibility of escape, and the trouble is to this level, it is not bad not to die in the hands of teammates...

"Rozier!" Nott gritted his teeth. Now he can't guess who the betrayer is, but at this time the chaos on the court has risen, and he has nothing to do.

In the chaos, a few tall werewolves rushed in from the door like a tiger into a flock of sheep~www.mtlnovel.com~ With their excellent sense of smell, the darkness will not hinder them, but has become The best boost.

So in just ten seconds, the chaotic conference room was much calmer, leaving only the wailing and cursing sounds.

"Reparo! (Restore as before Ivan slowly walked into the meeting room at this time, his wand lightly tapped in the air, and the huge magic power immediately covered the entire meeting room.

Under the action of the repair spell, the magic lamp that fell on the ground slowly floated and returned to its original position, and the pits and holes on the wall that were hit by the spell were slowly repaired.

Before long, the dark conference room became bright again.

Only then did Ivan see the scene clearly. Several pure-blood wizards had been imprisoned by the werewolves. Avery was beaten to death by the allies. The wizard's robe was in tatters and wailed. The strength is gone.

On the other side, Old Rozier was pushing the two werewolves who had bound him, struggling to shout.

"Let go, you made a mistake, everyone is your own! Your own!"

The werewolves ignored Old Rozier and turned to look at Ivan. After seeing Ivan nodding in agreement, they let him go.

Old Rozier patted the dust on his body, then bent down and trot all the way to Ivan's side.

"You did a great job, Rozier! It saved me a lot of time..." Ivan patted the old Rozier on the shoulder and said with satisfaction.

He deliberately broke the magic lamp in the conference room, just thinking about the internal and external cooperation to avoid the personnel damage caused by the storm.

Before the release of the magic, Ivan was still a little worried about whether the old Rozier could understand what he meant. He did not expect that the other party did better than he expected. It directly set off a civil turmoil and made the arrest of the werewolves become. A lot easier.

Facing Ivan's praise, the old Rozier didn't mean to take credit at all.

He knows very well that his greatest value is gone now, and his future treatment will depend on the face of the little wizard, so the old Rozier is very humble and said that the smooth success of this operation is due to the guidance of Your Excellency Hals. , I just did what I was told to do.

Just as the old Rozier was flattering, Foley and others, who were tightly bound, yelled.

"Rozier, you **** bastard! Shameful traitor!"

"I knew you were a downright villain. Do you think we're done, they will let you go?"

...

Foley and the others became more and more unpleasant, but the old Rozier had a nonchalant expression. In his opinion, those were the wailing of defeated dogs, and they were totally meaningless.

Nott, who was also tied up, didn't rant like the others. He quietly looked at Ivan's immature face and suddenly asked.

"What about Aisia? If I didn't guess wrong, you should be her child Ivan Hals? She just assured you to do such a dangerous thing and not come to see me in person?"

Although Nott has never seen Ivan, it does not prevent him from guessing the identity of Ivan from his age and the name of the old Rozier.

Ivan turned his head and glanced at Nott, but did not reply.

Old Rozier looked at Nott contemptuously, his ignorance was really funny.

"No, that's not right! Isiah is just a pretense, you are the real messenger behind the scenes!" Nott is not stupid after all, and he quickly realized something from the reaction of the two. He looked at Ivan in amazement, a little unbelievable. Own guess.

But this is obviously the only possibility!

If not, how could the old Rozier behave so humble in front of the opponent, humble like a domestic dog...

You should know that when he mentioned Aisia before, the old Rozier didn't have any obvious reaction.

The transformation of the giant snake just now and the subsequent combination magic are not like those that ordinary wizards can display, even if they use their full strength, they can't do it to that extent.

It can be seen that the strength of the little wizard in front of him exceeds that of his peers, and even higher than many adult wizards!

But even so, letting a thirteen or four-year-old wizard take the lead is still a bit ridiculous.

"You betrayed us just to take refuge in this kid? Did you play with him? Rozier, you really go back alive!" Nott sneered.

Ivan frowned, and he knew that his age would always cause some unnecessary troubles.

But before he could move this time, the loyal old Rozier rushed forward without hesitation and kicked Nott a few feet. He didn't save any energy. One of the kicks directly hit Nott's nose, red. The blood and white nasal mucus came out from his nose together.

"Presumptuous! You dare to insult the great Lord Hals!" Old Rozier kicked a few feet and was not enough to relieve his breath. He would give Nott a heart-piercing spell as soon as he pulled out his wand.

"Enough...Stop it!" Ivan waved his hand and stopped Old Rozier's movements. He still had something to ask. It would be good if Knott was tortured to death.

After the old Rozier stopped, Nott slowly straightened his body, with some blood still remaining on his face, he coughed hard and said sullenly.

"You won, kid! From today onwards, the wizard market in Knockdown Alley is yours. If you are willing to put my nephew back, I can assure you that our Knott family will no longer oppose you..."

Nephew?

Ivan thought of the dead Reese Nott, but he didn't intend to tell the news, but sneered and said.

"Did you make a mistake? Mr. Nott? Now the wizard market is in my hands. Whether you like it or not, is it too late for you to use this as a bargaining chip?"

In the chaotic Knockdown Alley, everyone is doing ugly work, and whoever has the biggest fist always has the final say.

The wizarding market has never been recognized by the Ministry of Magic. It is a semi-illegal underground black market. There is no such thing as land deeds. Whoever owns it belongs to whoever owns it!

So Knott's statement is especially ridiculous to Ivan!

Nott ignored Ivan's ridicule, and said to himself. "Anyway, you dare not kill me, don't you? I can give you whatever you want. We are not enemies, and there is no need to work hard!"

"That's not necessarily true, Mr. Nott! Are you so sure that I won't kill you?" Ivan shook his head, he didn't have the idea of ​​letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

The wizard market in Knockdown Alley has become the biggest black market in the magical world after several generations of hard work. He has taken all of this hard work now, and no one can stand it.

Not to mention that he killed his nephew a few days ago. This enmity is probably the kind that cannot be resolved...

What makes Ivan a little strange is that Nott seems to have an inexplicable confidence that he dare not kill him.

Nott looked up at Ivan, with an arrogant look on his face, and explained.

"I am pure blood, unlike the lowly wizards who were killed by you! If I die, or have been missing for a long time, the Ministry of Magic will definitely launch a corresponding investigation. You don't want to be targeted by the Auror, do you?"

Nott's words made the werewolves next to him very angry, and even the black-robed law enforcement officers who were **** showed a slight dissatisfaction in their eyes, because he was the lowly wizard Nott said.

Perhaps I felt that this was not enough insurance, Knott went on to add. "There is one thing you may not know. I and Pierce, the executive director of the Ministry of Magic, are close friends! You kill me and you are in big trouble!"

"Executive Director?" Ivan raised an eyebrow.

What did he remember, Pierce Sinkenis?

In this way, he really didn't have any impression of the marginal character in the original time and space. He can still remember that it was completely because the first big business of his magic shop was taken care of by the Executive Department of the Ministry of Magic.

Nott saw Ivan's contemplative expression, and his face showed a little joy. What he was most worried about was that the little wizard in front of him wanted to kill himself without knowing what was good or bad, and in the end he was hurt by both sides.

Now that Ivan is willing to consider it carefully, it proves that his life is worry-free.

Nott's mind suddenly became active, as long as he keeps this life, he will always have a chance to recapture what he lost!

But before he could even think about it, Ivan's slightly disappointed words reached his ears.

"In other words, your biggest reliance is the Executive Director of the Ministry of Magic, that's it?"

Hearing Ivan's words, Nott was stunned.

Ivan was rather disappointed and shook his head. He saw Nott so arrogant just now that he almost thought this guy was a relative of the Minister of Magic, but he didn't expect to only know the Executive Director.

As for how good this best friend is, no one knows. Maybe he just met a few times, and after drinking a few cups, it's not necessarily because of this relationship...

If it is true, I still often chat and laugh with the Minister of Magic, and have correspondence with many high-ranking officials and the Merlin Knights. I don't know where it is, how can I be intimidated by an executive director.

But Nott's words are not unreasonable. It takes a long time to trace a wizard who dies in peaceful times, not to mention the death of the Patriarch of the pure-blooded family.

It would be very troublesome to be targeted by the Auror because of this...

He happens to be someone who is afraid of trouble!

Even so, Ivan will not be subdued under the attention of everyone, otherwise the hearts of the people will be scattered and the team will be difficult to lead.

In particular, Knott just scorned the words of mixed blood and Muggle species, and he was slapped in the face, and Ivan would not let Knot be happy in public or private.

"So your backing is Pierce Sinknis? The current executive director of the Ministry of Magic?" Ivan asked again.

"What do you mean? Do you know Pierce?" Nott frowned. He didn't quite understand what the little wizard in front of him was doing.

"You misunderstood, I haven't met him..." Ivan shook his head, and then continued.

"But when I asked Fudge to be my nominee a few days ago, I happened to hear him complain that Pierce was not doing well recently and couldn't stop the dementor riots, and the Auror under him couldn't even look down on a death row prisoner. Such an executive director makes Fudge very dissatisfied..."

Combining the information he knew, Ivan said half-truths and half-truths.

Seeing Nott's uncertain face, Ivan's mouth couldn't help but evoke a smile, and he knew that he had guessed it right. Pierce may have been troublesome lately, so he kept on speaking.

"Your best friend is too busy to take care of himself now, but he may not take care of you, and he may not work for a dead man..."

Nott's face turned black all of a sudden, which is why he has been at a disadvantage in the dispute with Aysia, but he didn't ask for help.

Moreover, his friendship with Pierce did not reach the level of "best", it was just that he deliberately said it in order to frighten Ivan.

What shocked Nott even more was the information hidden in Ivan's words...

"Do you know Minister of Magic Cornelius Oswald Fudge?" Knott couldn't help but asked.

This is the only one who can complain about the poor performance of the Executive Director, who is also called Fudge!

But Knott really couldn't figure out how such a big man would have an intersection with the 13 or 14-year-old little wizard, and complained about the work of the executive director in front of the other party, so he doubted whether Ivan was fooling himself!

Of course Ivan could see the distrust in Knott's eyes. He shook his head and exclaimed. "I thought you would investigate the information a little bit before dealing with my mother..."

Nott opened his mouth and wanted to refute it, because it was clearly that Asiah did it first, so he just passively counterattacked...

However, Ivan did not give him a chance to speak.

"You don't seem to know that I recently received a Merlin Medal for my outstanding contribution to the magical world, and my nominees were Albus Dumbledore and Cornelius Oss. Wald Fudge..."

Ivan said casually, and at the same time it was very strange. He remembered that this incident was on the headlines of the Prophet's Daily, but Knott didn't even know. Could it be that the other party doesn't like reading newspapers?

"It's impossible!" Nott looked at Ivan incredulously.

He had collected the information about Aisia, but they were not up to date, so he only knew that the other party had a child with a high potion talent, and he was awarded the second-level Merlin Medal for developing the wolf poison potion.

This is why he was able to call out Ivan's name in the first place.

As for the recent events, Knott, who was struggling to deal with the attacks of Aysia and the werewolves, didn't have much thought to understand.

And he knows very well that Dumbledore and Fudge have had a bad relationship recently, and wanting to be nominated by these two bigwigs at the same time is nothing short of a fantasy!

Seeing Knott's unbelief, Ivan shook his head and lazily explained that he couldn't take out the Merlin Medal to let Knott check the authenticity, and find another newspaper to let Knott take a good look, right?

Ivan didn't intend to take the Merlin Medal with him to show off. These were all false names. If it weren't for the sake of legend, he wouldn't have to spend so much tossing and tossing.

"What he said is true, Nott... the newspaper I read, he arrested Peter Pettigrew, but with this feat he couldn't get the Merlin Medal, Dumbledore and Fudge. I'm afraid the effort is not small..." A middle-aged wizard who was **** next to him suddenly sighed and said.

After getting confirmation from his companion, Knott's face was completely ashamed~www.mtlnovel.com~ This situation was worse than he thought.

In other words, the Merlin Medal was forcibly secured by Dumbledore and Minister of Magic Fudge, and Knott really couldn't imagine what kind of people could enjoy such treatment.

Could it be that he is actually a relative of the Minister of Magic? A long-lost bastard? Or a secret member of the Dumbledore family?

Knott just thought about it and broke into a cold sweat. He regarded himself as a life-saving talisman, and the other party probably didn't care at all!

That means that he has lost his last support, and life and death are only between the little wizard's thoughts.

Old Rozier, who was beside Ivan, was also secretly surprised.

He originally thought that Ivan was a reformer who wanted to overthrow the old system, and the road ahead was very difficult, but now it seems that this may not be the case. Maybe it was the secret permission of the Minister of Magic Fudge and Dumbledore...

It's just that the old Rozier really can't figure it out. If this is the case, Ivan is more suitable for politics. He should spend twenty years step by step, and successfully become the next Minister of Magic with the support of the two bigwigs, and then carry out reforms. Correct...

Or does it mean that the big guys actually have other plans?

Old Rozier thought secretly, and he became more grateful that he had been on this promising train, otherwise it would be him who was tied to the ground awaiting trial.

"Your Excellency Hals, our Parkinson family is willing to offer your forgiveness for a switch! Please also give us a chance..."

Knowing that the backstage of the little wizard in front of them was harder than they thought, Fiona Parkinson suddenly gave up the unrealistic idea of ​​resistance, and instead struggled to rush to Ivan's feet, but the two werewolves Stopped her tightly, not letting her pass.

"Parkinson?" Ivan looked at the pudgy middle-aged witch in front of him, thinking about where he had heard of this surname.

"Who is Pansy Parkinson?" Ivan asked suddenly.

"She is my daughter, Lord Hals!" Fiona Parkinson looked excited. She noticed that Ivan seemed to know her daughter, and hurriedly got close. "Do you know her? She is at Slytherin College...in fourth grade next year!"

What a coincidence? Ivan raised his eyebrows, and he didn't expect to catch the mother of the same grade student here.

But that's right. There are only so many pure-blood wizards in the magic world. He has caught six at once, and it is normal to meet a few related people.

Before, Dougte had introduced him one by one the pure-blood wizard who was in charge of Knockdown Alley, but he didn't expect to go here at the time.

After all, Pansy Parkinson was not an important person in the original time and space, and he had no contact with each other when he was at Hogwarts.

Ivan turned his gaze to the tied pure-blood wizards again. If he remembers correctly, there should be an acquaintance's father here.

"Hannah Abbot..." Ivan said while looking at several people.

One of the middle-aged wizards suddenly stood up excitedly, "Hannah is my daughter, do you know her too? But she was at Hufflepuff College, never..."

Abbot almost told the truth, but fortunately he quickly realized something and reluctantly turned the words around. "No, I mean, she often mentioned you to me, saying that you are the best student ever at Hogwarts...her best friend of the opposite sex!"

Hearing this, Ivan rolled his eyes. He and Hannah didn't know each other at all, and they hadn't seen each other a few times. Where's the best friend...

He can remember Hannah-Alber completely because Hannah was the first to sort out the hospital, and he was very impressed by the name that he could often see when he saw her colleagues in the previous life.

When I first read the book, I didn't realize that this little witch is also pure blood...

Ivan called out two names one after another, which undoubtedly caused some misunderstandings.

The pure-blooded wizards who were still struggling to surrender saw their two companions turn to each other, and immediately turned aside their faces, shouting one by one that their nieces or daughters are also going to school at Hogwarts, and said They all admired the most handsome and talented little wizard in the school, and all of them were all hints.

Compared to survival and family continuity, what is morality?

How much gold can this thing be worth?

More importantly, the strength of the little wizard in front of them was obvious to all, and it was a bit abnormal.

Generally speaking, no matter how hard a thirteen or four-year-old little wizard works hard, he only has seven or eight years to learn magic from the moment his magic power bursts, and his strength can never be improved to this level!

Unless this strength is inherited!

As pure-blood wizards, Knott, Ibo, and others know more than mixed-blood and Muggle species. It has been mentioned in many ancient magic books-the blood of wizards is powerful!

It's a pity that this doesn't seem to be reflected in them. Apart from their accumulated wealth and power, they only have some family inheritance magic, other than that, they are no different from other wizards.

Aibo even doubted whether this statement was true or not. After all, when it comes to blood, no one has the nobility of pure-blooded wizards like them!

But the facts are often like this, and the theory of blood inheritance power has been confirmed in the mixed Dumbledore family.

Because Albus Dumbledore, the current principal of Hogwarts, is not the first wizard to have Phoenix help!

According to some records, the ancestors of the Dumbledore family often have powerful wizards who can summon the phoenix, and they have extraordinary talents in some specific magic. This has almost become a proof of the genius members of the family!

Every pure-blood wizard who knows this is both jealous and envious. To some extent, this is more like what a pure-blood family should have.

The appearance of Ivan undoubtedly reminded them of this sentence again, maybe this little wizard is a member of a special family.

Aibo and others are eager to sell their daughters and nieces for this reason.

To put it more bluntly, it is their talent and blood that greedy Ivan...

It doesn't matter if the guess is wrong anyway, the married daughter will be changed to the husband's surname, even if the other party is not pure blood, it will not hinder the purity of the family's blood.

These enthusiastic pure-blood wizards directly confused Ivan, almost thinking that they were on a blind date show.

Obviously you just beat you to death, but now you want to introduce your daughter and niece to yourself one by one. Is there any mistake?

Ivan didn't expect these people to be so shameless to survive...

Funny, could he be this kind of person?

Ivan shook his head secretly...

On the side, McMillan is anxious like an ant on a hot pot. The existing female members of their McMillan family are either too old or married, and there is no suitable object at all.

But watching Aibo and the others one after another, he couldn't help but express himself, McMillan gritted his teeth and tentatively spoke.

"Your Excellency Hals, my nephew Ernie is also at Hogwarts, a little older than you, that's a great young man... if you don't mind..."

"Go!" Ivan glared at McMillan and interrupted his words.

McMillan's face turned pale, and he dared not speak immediately.

Ivan didn't bother to look at him either, his eyes turned to Aibo, Parkinson and others, raised his hand to stop their subsequent words, and said indifferently.

"It seems that you have misunderstood something. I don't know Pansy and Hannah... let alone the witches in your mouth. I only happen to see them a few times... If you plan to beg for mercy by friendship, or forgive me. Got it!"

The meeting room suddenly became very quiet, and Aibo opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he closed his mouth.

However, they were dubious about Ivan's words. If they really didn't know him and didn't have any friendship, the other party didn't need to mention it deliberately, and they still called out the names of two people in a row, specifically asking who were their family members.

Ivan looked at these thoughtful pure-blood wizards with a headache.

He hadn't expected such a situation before he came.

Moreover, in order to ensure the purity of the blood, the pure-blood families often marry each other, and they often affect each other. It is no wonder that Knott did not dare to kill him before. There should be other reasons besides knowing the executive director. .

If you kill them, there will definitely be a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Ivan shook his head in disappointment. It seems that simple and violent methods cannot be used to solve the problem...

Then Ivan stunned again, then his face became ugly, why did he have such thoughts? Relying on killing to solve the problem?

There was a cold sweat on Ivan's forehead. If it hadn't been for killing too many people this time, and now he needed to stop suddenly, the contrast was so obvious that he would not have noticed these subtle changes.

Ivan frowned. If Chino and Horcrux were not counted, he remembered that the first person he killed was a dark wizard under Bok. He killed him instantly with snake eyes!

Since he had witnessed the body of "Asia" at that time, he didn't feel any discomfort. After that, he repeatedly killed several dark wizards without hesitation.

Even if it is supported by hatred, it is really weird...

Is it the effect of snake eyes...or is it because of black magic?

Ivan silently thought that every time he opened the eyes of the snake, he needed to mobilize his killing intent, the stronger the killing intent, the more powerful... and killing is very convenient, he will die with a glance!

The black magic that he learned may also have some influence, otherwise mainstream wizards would not keep it secret, not to mention that his black magic was taught to him by Tom Riddle when he was in the second grade. Who knows what this guy is pregnant. Kind of form...

Although knowing that he might be affected, Ivan has nothing to do. The only thing I can do is to temporarily stop the black magic research and use snake eyes less...

Damn...I have to be a little more peaceful in the future and be a good person...

Bah baah baah... I am a good person!

...

Ivan's changing complexion immediately scared Parkinson, Foley and others. They didn't know what Ivan was thinking, and they all felt that the little wizard in front of them was thinking about how to deal with them!

So when Ivan's face turned gloomy, their hearts were also lifted up, until Ivan's expression returned to calm, they were relieved, but they were still a little uneasy.

"Walker, you take people to lock them up, pay attention, there may be Animagus among them, don't let them run away!" Ivan waved his hand and motioned to the werewolves to take these prisoners back.

He couldn't think of how to treat these prisoners at all now, so he should shut up and think about it slowly.

"Yes, Sir Hals!" Walker nodded, and then led a few wizards to drag them away regardless of the struggle of Nott and others.

Before they left, these pure-blood wizards were still making their final efforts, and Ibo even threatened that their clan would become an affiliated family of the Hals family, but Ivan was unmoved.

Who knows whether these people are true or false, he doesn't believe a word, first catch them and cross-examine them one by one before speaking!

Old Rozier looked at the colleagues who were taken away with a sorrowful expression on his face.

But he also saw that Ivan did not intend to kill these people.

Old Rozier faintly worried that he would be squeezed out by Foley and the others who surrendered in the future. Thinking about it this way, Old Rozier was a little guilty, but from another perspective, if the operation is good, this may not be his own opportunity!

If he joins Ivan's camp alone, I am afraid he will not be taken seriously, plus Foley and others are different!

Old Rozier felt that he could pull up a group of people, so that he could become an indispensable figure in the camp, and his status would be greatly improved!

When Ivan becomes Minister of Magic in the future, he can also get a good position...

While the old Rozier was secretly planning, Ivan was arranging the rest of the work.

"You two tidy up this place, and the others will come with me!" Ivan followed the two wizards to let them stay here, and then summoned the others who rushed over to arrest the remaining resisters in the basement chamber.

Seeing that Ivan was about to leave, the old Rozier immediately ignored the plan, and suddenly became a little anxious. His injury has not yet been cured, and he wonders if Ivan has forgotten something.

However, the old Rozier didn't dare to speak directly to question, so he had to try his best to remind me in a roundabout way, begging Ivanzhi to heal the trauma of his waist, otherwise he would bleed and die...

Wound...what wound? Ivan looked at old Rozier confusedly, and didn't quite understand what he was talking about.

Could it be that he accidentally injured himself when he released the Shenfeng Shadowless Curse yesterday?

Ivan quickly thought of this, and it was indeed possible. After all, it was a spell blessed by enhanced magic texts, and his magic control ability was not enough to control it completely.

For example, when he did it yesterday, he just wanted to intimidate the old Rozier, but he did not expect that the old Rozier's reaction was very quick, and finally he accidentally cut the opponent's wand out of control.

Fortunately, the wand is not expensive, only a few gallons, and he does not intend to pay...

If there is an accidental injury, it should be right at that time!

Thinking of this ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Ivan put his gaze on Old Rozier's right waist.

As he expected, old Rozier had a piece of gauze tied around his waist, and blood was oozing outward.

No wonder when he met with old Rozier just now, he always felt that the other person's face was too pale...

The only thing that makes Ivan strange is that the old Rozier doesn't seem to mind his accidental injury, on the contrary, he looks very grateful...

I don't know if it was pretended!

Despite the many questions in his heart, Ivan was still ready to apologize. Old Rozier had just made merit, and he would not make the other party dissatisfied because of the so-called facial problems.

However, Old Rozier did not wait for Ivan to speak, and continued with emotion. "This time, thanks to the wound you left on my body, otherwise I'm afraid I will die if you don't come in..."

"At first, I mistakenly thought that this wound was your punishment for my previous offense. I didn't understand until just now... This is clearly to prevent my identity from being exposed!"