Ch 541-545

Just as Joseph and the others were being punished, Ivan was taking the remaining wizards for long-distance training.

But the performance of these wizards disappointed Ivan.

Perhaps it was because of the convenience of magic, all of them were very vacant, and more than an hour of long-distance running would be enough for them to toss.

Throughout the whole process, except for Walker and other werewolves who still had some physical strength, the remaining wizards were tired and unable to stand up.

"Gosh, why do we practice long-distance running and standing in teams? We are wizards!"

"I can reach the end with just one Apparition, even the fastest Muggle can't catch up with me!"

...

The wizards in the special training were very dissatisfied, but due to Ivan's deterrence, they only dared to whisper in private, and turned off when Ivan's gaze came over.

"Keep running! Those who are left behind, stand in the military posture for an hour after the end!" Ivan yelled loudly, not accustomed to their will.

Everyone rushed upon hearing the words and hurriedly accelerated their pace.

Although most people think it's not a big deal to stand for an hour, they have been running for so long and their physical strength has been almost overdrawn. Everyone wants to have a good rest after going back.

Some people even envied the three wizards who had been punished before. They were running so hard, but the three of them only had to stand in place. The comparison was very easy.

Especially Joseph was only more than a minute late, and when they returned, this guy might have been hiding under the shade of the tree.

However, when they ran all the way back to where they were, they were all dumbfounded.

Because the situation was different from what they had imagined, Joseph and the others were still standing there, their whole bodies soaked in sweat, and their complexions were uglier than the others.

Ivan was not surprised at all. The first time he stood in the military posture was in the summer. It was almost impossible to not move at all. As long as Furen's standard was high enough, it would be fine to fine them stand all day.

"Fren, how long do they have to stand?" Ivan asked.

"Joseph has two hours or so, and the remaining two have to stand for four or five hours!" Fren shrugged and replied.

Hearing this, on a hot day, the wizards present felt a chill in their hearts. They remembered that Joseph was only punished for standing in the army for an hour before leaving.

Why now they came back after running for more than an hour, the time has not decreased at all, but also increased so much...

Everyone looked at each other, and soon realized that the so-called standing still for an hour was probably not as easy as they thought, otherwise it would be impossible for Joseph and others to know that they would be punished and deliberately violated the rules.

Seeing Joseph and the others gritted their teeth and persisted, they finally understood the horror of this punishment.

This is terrible!

Ivan also noticed the change in the attitude of these wizards, and was very satisfied. The punishment must be awe-inspiring, and this time it should leave a deep impression on them.

Thinking of this, Ivan took his eyes back from Joseph and the others, turned his head but saw some wizards sneaking up with his eyes sharply, and sat down, seemingly planning to take a break.

"Don't sit down, whoever allows you to rest, stand up!" Ivan sternly drank the behavior immediately.

Under Ivan's reprimand, the several wizards who had sneaked into the slippery were bounced off the ground for fear of being punished, but they were complaining that Ivan was too inhumane, and they were not allowed to rest for a while...

How could Ivan couldn't guess their thoughts, and immediately shook his head and began to explain.

"Remember that after strenuous exercise, it is best not to sit down and rest immediately! When people are engaged in strenuous exercise, cardiovascular function activities are strengthened, and blood flow speeds up. At this time, you can relax instantly. Not only is there no benefit, but also It may cause some bad effects on the body..."

Ivan talked endlessly about what he had learned in physical education in his previous life.

After practicing Occlumency, Contemplation and other magic, his memory has undoubtedly increased a lot, even if it was a few years ago, his memory is still fresh.

It's a pity that these wizards in the magical world have too low a level of education to understand these biological knowledge at all, and they all showed expressions of understanding and incomprehension.

Although it vaguely felt that Ivan's long talk made sense, they still wanted to lie down on the grass and take a rest.

For these scumbags, Ivan was very helpless, and had to force them to do some relaxing exercises against their tired bodies.

If possible, Ivan also wants to get along with them kindly, but it turns out that sometimes you have to use tough methods...

No way, this is all forced out!

Ivan murmured silently in his heart, but on the surface he was calm. After doing relaxation exercises, after resting for half an hour, he continued to let them practice standing military posture...

It continued to toss until noon, and seeing the wizards in front of them finally had a somewhat military posture, Ivan declared that today's training is over with unfinished talent.

The wizards present all heaved a sigh of relief when they heard the words. If the time is longer, they will not be able to hold on.

Joseph and the others, who were still struggling to stand, were finally liberated, but were not happy at all, because Ivan only allowed them to postpone the time of the penalty station and wait until tomorrow to make it up.

Ivan watched the wizards disappear in place one by one using Apparition, and finally stopped Fren, telling him to remember to relax the standard of "movement" tomorrow, and don't make it too difficult for Joseph.

Fren was stunned first, and then he understood Ivan's plan.

The meaning of punitive measures is to have a deterrent effect. They are not really meant to torture people. If they really follow this standard, the three wizards may stand for a lifetime...

Fren nodded and nodded, saying that he had it in his heart, and by the way, he asked about the law enforcement intensity on weekdays, and then he turned and left.

"Mom... what do you think?" When the people disperse, Ivan turned his head and looked at Aisia who was standing aside, asking him for his opinion.

"Yes, this training looks very effective!" Aysia closed the book in her hand and said with emotion.

After watching it all morning, Aysia had a general understanding of the training process, and the final effect was also very significant. These wizards had already looked like a small group before they left.

Ivan smiled. Modern military training is a treasure summed up by various countries over thousands of years. Of course it is useful!

Ivan was about to spread knowledge to Aysia, but unexpectedly noticed that Aysia was holding a book in her hand.

After glancing at the cover of the book, Ivan's face suddenly twitched, because it read "The Royal Special Forces Training Manual"...

"This book is?!" Ivan couldn't help but asked.

"Didn't you suggest that I look for some Muggle books? So I went to a bookstore in London this morning..." Aysia said with a smile.

Then, Aysia took out other books from the wizard robes that cast the extended curse to show Ivan, all related to the training of the Marine Corps and special forces.

"Although Muggles do not know magic, they still have insights on some things. For example, the lurking skills taught above are very helpful in tracking and assassination. If combined with compound decoction and phantom spell, I am afraid that there will be few Individuals can see through..."

Aysia gave an explanation excitedly, and gave some other examples, which was obviously very interesting.

Ivan looked at Aysia's eager look, and couldn't help but wondered if it was the right thing to let Aysia buy some Muggle books.

Looking at this posture, Aysia seems to be planning to apply some of the methods of training special forces to the next training.

And his original intention was only to want Aysia to learn about the relevant knowledge of military training. Ivan never expected that Aysia would buy this kind of books to read.

"Ah... a wizard is not a Muggle after all, in fact, there is no need to train so demanding!" Ivan coughed lightly, and cautiously suggested.

He just wanted those wizards to be more obedient and stay honestly in Knockdown Alley to improve their strength, instead of getting some wizards proficient in assassination, survival, and special operations to come out. That would be terrifying!

"I know, it's used to train Muggle soldiers, some methods are not suitable for wizards!" Aysia nodded

Ivan was relieved a lot, but then he heard Esiah add. "So I will train them in a more suitable way!"

No, I think... forget it!

Ivan opened his mouth and wanted to persuade him, but seeing the excitement of Esiah, he quickly closed his mouth. He thought it would be better not to touch this mold.

Can't provoke... Can't provoke!

Ivan mourned for the wizards for a second, and he would leave Knockdown Alley tomorrow, and he couldn't care about their life and death!

Only wish them good luck...

In the afternoon, after lunch, Ivan went back to his small room to pack his luggage.

There are not many things. He only intends to bring a few clothes and some alchemy works, but Aysia doesn't think so.

"You have to bring a few more clothes, as well as quilts and pillows... Do you want to bring a magic tent? I don't know your habit of not being able to live there..."

While asking, Aysia packed all kinds of "possible" things into the small suitcase.

Ivan is one of the first two big, he has cast an extension spell, which can be used as a small storage box, and now it is just filled with Aysia.

"By the way~www.mtlnovel.com~ There is no address on that letter, how are you going to find that master alchemist?" Aisia asked.

"Um...just go to the Broken Cauldron Bar and wait, someone will pick me up at that time!" Ivan said vaguely.

"It's so close? Then I'll just send you off!" Esiah suddenly felt bright. Even though Ivan said that she was going to see an alchemist like Nick LeMay, she was always a little worried.

"No...I'll just go by myself!" Ivan shook his head quickly.

Aysia looked at Ivan suspiciously. After a while, her face became ugly. She vaguely guessed something, and she reached out and knocked Ivan on the head with dissatisfaction...

The next day, after breakfast, Ivan took the packed suitcases, and after bidding farewell to the still reluctant Aisia, he went to the Broken Cauldron Bar in Diagon Alley alone.

As an important meeting point between the British magical world and the real world, it is always noisy and unusual at all times.

When Ivan pushed the door to enter, he happened to hear a few wizards sitting not far away, talking about the chaos in the Knockdown Alley during this time.

One of them was angrily drunk and complained that they were not even sleeping well recently. I hope that the dark wizards are all dead!

Ivan frowned, but didn't mean to be angry, but secretly warned in his heart.

It seemed that the explosion and fire of the battle a few days ago had a greater impact than he had expected, and it attracted the attention of many people. This was not a good sign.

Fortunately, Ivan soon breathed a sigh of relief, because he found out that there were only a few people in the Broken Cauldron Bar who cared about the black wizards in Knockout Alley. The most discussed by most wizards was the upcoming Quidditch World Cup in the near future!

Obviously this world event is more eye-catching than the few black wizards who died in Knockoff Alley.

After Ivan stepped into the bar, a drunk wizard suddenly patted the table, stood up, and said triumphantly.

"Ha! I bet the Bulgarian team, they have won four games in a row, and they will win this time! I squeezed a whole 500 Jin Jialong, this time I will definitely make a lot of money!"

"Who said that? Krum of the Irish team is the best seeker in the world. He will definitely catch the Snitch! Bulgaria will lose this time!"

The wizard on the opposite side also yelled loudly and badly sang the Bulgarian team. The wizard flushed with anger, and the two groups almost didn't pinch it on the spot...

Tom, the owner of the Broken Cauldron Bar, watched this scene happily. Not only did he not say anything to dissuade him, but he added fuel to the fire and asked whether he wanted to come to a wine competition. Whoever wins has the final say!

Amid the noise, Ivan shook his head secretly. Although he has lived in the magic world for so many years, he still can't understand why these wizards would have such a high enthusiasm for a game in the sky.

That's good, fewer people are thinking about paying attention to Knockturn Alley.

Ivan thought to himself, pulling his suitcase to find a place to sit and wait, but when he crossed the noisy front desk and walked into the bar, he found that Dumbledore had already been waiting here.

After not seeing him for many days, Dumbledore was still the same, dressed in a gray gray, with a long beard hanging down to his chest, stained with some wine stains.

The injury on his right hand didn't seem to cause much trouble to his life. He switched to a toast to drink with his left hand. At this moment, he was chatting happily with two elderly wizards, just like Ivan had imagined a depressed look. It doesn't matter to the children.

If you change someone, I'm afraid you won't think that the strongest white wizard in the magical world in front of him has been dead soon.

"Sorry, Professor Dumbledore, it looks like I'm a bit late!" Ivan strode over and greeted him.

Dumbledore put down his wine glass, turned his head, smiled at the corner of his mouth when he saw Ivan, looked at the magic clock hung on the wall, and spoke.

"It's not too late for you, Hals! I was there a while early! And as usual, if you travel far, I should personally visit your house and explain the situation to your mother!"

"But I think you are different from ordinary little wizards. You can handle these things by yourself, so please allow me to be lazy again..."

"After all, your mother's Esiah may have some opinions about me..." Dumbledore said jokingly, but there was not much smile on his face.

Ivan rolled his eyes, and he felt that it was more than just "some" opinions.

At the same time, Dumbledore's words also aroused Ivan's curiosity, and he hesitated for a while before asking aloud. "Professor, is there any conflict between you and my mother?"

"Um...contradictory? You can say the same, you know that there are things in this world that are always difficult to distinguish between right and wrong..."

Dumbledore said vaguely, he didn't seem to want to talk about it, and before Ivan continued to ask, he changed the subject and continued.

"Since you have arrived, we better set off now! If everything goes well, you may have to stay there for a while!"

"Of course, if you feel bored, you don't have to stay there all summer, maybe you can catch up with this year's Quidditch World Cup!"

"Sirius wrote to me a few days ago and told me a lot. In fact, it was about the World Cup. He paid a lot of money to book some first-class tickets. It is the best position and intends to invite you all to go!"

While talking, Dumbledore took out a ticket from the sleeve of the wizard's robe and handed it to Ivan.

Ivan didn't expect that after Sirius had cleared his charge, he would be so free, and he actually planned to go to see the Quidditch Cup.

Of course, it may also be because of Regulus's affairs that caused Sirius to be in a bad mood recently and want to relax.

As for this ticket, Ivan thought about it and didn't accept it, so he shook his head and refused. "Professor... Actually I have no interest in the Quidditch World Cup. I would rather read a few more books at that time... If you have time to write back, remember to thank him for his kindness!"

Between studying alchemy and watching a football game, Ivan decisively chose the former because he really doesn't catch a cold with this kind of flying sport.

The only advantage of going to the scene is to be able to set up a game to catch Barty Crouch Jr. in advance!

But it was useless to catch a Death Eater. On the contrary, he would stun the snake, making Voldemort hiding in the dark more cautious, and even redesigning his resurrection plan.

In this case, things will be completely out of his control, it is better to proceed as usual, destroy the remaining Horcrux secretly, and then take people to surround Voldemort and give him a surprise!

Not to mention that he has lived in the magical world for three full years. Under the butterfly effect, it is not certain whether the Death Eaters' riot at the World Cup venue will happen!

Dumbledore didn't know what Ivan was thinking, so he was a little surprised.

If he remembers correctly, Ivan's Quidditch level is very high, and he won two consecutive Quidditch Cups for Gryffindor. He thought Ivan would pay attention to this World Cup.

On the side, the bald wizard who also heard these words suddenly stood up in surprise, his drunk face was red, he looked at Ivan and screamed in shock.

"Oh! God, someone here says that they are not interested in the Quidditch World Cup. You must be joking, right?"

The wizards in the Broken Cauldron Bar also turned their heads one after another, showing expressions of surprise.

"If you think so, then treat it like I'm joking..." Ivan shrugged helplessly, and had no plans to argue with an alcoholic, and followed Dumbledore to leave the cauldron bar.

"British wizards like Quidditch, Hals!" Dumbledore explained when he was out the door. "Especially during this period, there are often some irrational ball lunatics in the broken cauldron bar. If you don't want to cause trouble, at least you have to show that you are interested in Quidditch!"

Ivan remembered the football madman in England in his previous life, and understood a little bit, so he asked curiously. "What about you? Do you like playing Quidditch too?"

Dumbledore smiled, without answering, he looked up to the sky, and a golden-red phoenix was flying towards them.

"The time is just right, take me, and I will take you there!" Dumbledore raised his left arm and said.

Ivan nodded and did so, grabbing Dumbledore's forearm.

The Fox in the sky has gotten closer and closer, and golden flames burst up all over his body, looking like a big fireball hitting this way.

Ivan forcibly stopped the thought of avoiding, and wanted to harm himself with Dumbledore's strength, and it didn't have to be so troublesome.

The next moment, the fireball hit him, and Ivan felt that his body was ignited by the flame, but the difference was that there was no feeling of being burned, and it was very warm on his body.

Ivan didn't panic, because when they went to the Ministry of Magic before, they used the same method to teleport.

What Ivan didn't expect was that when the flames covered his whole body, Dumbledore suddenly spoke.

"Remember, where we are going this time is..."

What is it?

Ivan's mind was dumbfounded, and then the sky turned around. Dumbledore's voice became smaller and smaller, and he couldn't hear the follow-up words at all.

When Ivan walked out of the fire, he found that the surrounding area changed. It looked very desolate, with only mud and sand on the ground.

Ivan didn't have time to look more, and turned his head to look at Dumbledore very anxiously. "Professor, can you repeat the place you just let me remember?"

"It's already in your head, isn't it?" Dumbledore said earnestly. "Think about it!"

Ivan was confused and didn't understand what Dumbledore was talking about, but then he realized that there was an extra coordinate in his mind, not knowing what it was.

"These are the coordinates, very important! You can try to Apparate yourself next time, but it's better not to be too frequent!" Dumbledore said in a deep voice.

Only then did Ivan understand. He who has learned some contract magic knows very well that recording the location in this way is more convenient and confidential.

"Let's go!" Dumbledore patted Ivan on the shoulder, glanced around, determined the direction, and finally walked towards the open grass.

Ivan hurriedly followed, and after not taking a few steps, he felt that he was hitting an obstacle, as if he was in a mire, every step was very difficult.

Dumbledore in front of him had disappeared in front of him, and Ivan was in a dilemma for a moment, so he had to bite the bullet and squeeze forward.

Taking a few steps forward with great effort, the desolate scene ahead seemed to have been erased by mysterious power, and a vast courtyard appeared in front of him out of thin air.

In the center of the courtyard stood a weird house, as if it were alive, with a few eye-like windows staring at him.

Can alchemy be able to activate an entire house?

Ivan couldn't help being a little curious, if the enemy came in, would this house stand up and beat people like Transformers.

It shouldn't be so exaggerated, right?

Ivan murmured silently in his mind, then looked at Dumbledore and asked. "Professor, something seemed to be blocking me when I came in just now, is it the protection mechanism here?"

"Yes, Nick hid this house and set up some institutions. The specific location of the entrance will change every once in a while." Dumbledore replied.

Ivan frowned, how could he confirm where the entrance was when he came by himself?

"Pay attention to the movement of magic power, as long as you cast a spell, you will definitely leave some traces, especially this kind of continuous magic." Dumbledore saw Ivan's doubts and explained.

There was an expression of embarrassment on Ivan's face. He could not perceive the so-called traces of spell casting. When he cracked Voldemort's mechanism last time, he still pretended to rely on his understanding of the original plot.

"Don't worry too much, you will understand one day!" Dumbledore also realized that with Ivan's current strength, this might not be possible, so he comforted.

The two of them just walked along the bluestone path in the courtyard towards the central house.

Ivan looked around curiously, and was very interested in the home of the master alchemy. Alchemy creatures running in groups from the side of the road from time to time, huge door panels with strange looks and snoring... everything was so magical.

It's like a fairyland in a fairy tale. Ivan even saw some Muggle things, but it was obviously magical.

"I heard Sirius say that you destroyed a Horcrux in the old house of the Black family?" Dumbledore asked suddenly on the way.

When he was at the Broke Cauldron Bar just now, he wanted to ask, but because there were so many people there, it was not suitable for discussing this kind of thing.

"Yes! That's right! Two years ago I touched the diary and almost died in the secret room, so I was very impressed. When I found the locket, I noticed something was wrong..."

Ivan had known before that Sirius would definitely report the Horcrux incident to Dumbledore~www.mtlnovel.com~, of course, he had a draft for a long time, and he quickly explained what happened.

"In short, that's it! After we destroyed the Horcruxes, we went to the cave where the fake Horcruxes were placed and brought Regulus, who had become a corpse, and buried them in the cemetery of the Black family." Ivan finally made a summary, and there was almost no concealment during the whole process.

Even when he released a fierce fire curse in the cave, he finally said what he lost control of.

Because Ivan knew that even if he didn't say that Dumbledore would definitely have learned from Lupin and Sirius, it would add suspicion.

Dumbledore listened quietly, seeing that Ivan's tone was relaxed, as if he had destroyed a Horcrux. It would not be a big deal to go to the cave where Voldemort placed the Horcrux, and he couldn't help but smile. For a moment.

A few months ago, Snape's ridiculous words came out of his mind again...

As Ivan spoke, he took out the locket he was carrying and handed it to Dumbledore. Although it had been damaged, he took it with him, considering that it might be repaired.

"This is... Slytherin's relic?" Dumbledore stretched out his hand and took a few glances. After noticing the large serpentine mark on the locket, he raised his eyebrows and confirmed.

"Should be... I once went into Slytherin's secret room and saw this symbol, remember it more clearly!" Ivan replied half-truth.

"That's why you tried to open it in snake language?" Dumbledore asked. Sirius' letter covered everything, including Ivan's use of snake language to open the locket.

"Yes! Snake language was taught to me by Tom. He told me that this thing can open Slytherin's secret room. I think since the locket might be a Slytherin thing, then snake language should work!" Fan opened his mouth to explain, and then continued without waiting for Dumbledore to ask.

"In addition, Tom told me that you can speak snake language too!"

Dumbledore's words were stagnant, and his face became a little weird. He remembered that he had never shown this ability outside in these years. Few people in the magical world knew this information, and it was unlikely to betray him.

How did Tom know the news?

Dumbledore frowned involuntarily, but he did not suspect that Ivan was deceiving himself, because compared to Tom, Ivan had no reason to know that he could speak snakes...

"professor?"

Just as Dumbledore was thinking, a voice interrupted his contemplation. Dumbledore turned his head and saw Ivan staring at the locket in his hand, as if worried that he would take it away.

Dumbledore shook his head amused, and returned the Slytherin locket.

Although he saw that Ivan still had a lot of things to hide from himself, he didn't mean to go into it.

The important thing is that Voldemort's Horcrux is missing one more...

As he had guessed before, Tom is a very nostalgic person. Compared to ordinary objects, he prefers to use commemorative objects as the carrier of Horcruxes, and the hidden places are very elegant.

For example, Ravenclaw's crown is hidden in the storage room of the House of Requests, which is not only hidden, but also contains a large number of abandoned magic items.

Putting the Horcrux there is like burying a special piece of sand in the desert. If the Horcrux diary hadn't taken the crown out by itself, I'm afraid he would not have a clue until now.

For another example, he asked about the specific location of the cave and determined that it was the place where Tom used to toss and intimidate children of the same age when he was young.

Thinking of this, Dumbledore looked at Ivan with some emotion.

If he hadn't determined that Harry was the last carrier of the Horcrux, he couldn't help but suspect that Ivan was the child in the prophecy!

Excellent talent, powerful power, destroying Voldemort's Horcrux three times in a row... but the date of birth and some details are completely out of alignment.

Ivan looked very well-behaved under Dumbledore's gaze, but he put the Slytherin locket into his pocket for the first time, lest Dumbledore worry about it.

After the last time the crown was taken away by the old professor, it has not returned yet!

Regarding this matter, Ivan has always been brooding about this. These things are the relics of the four giants of the founding school. If they can be repaired, they may be of great use.

Just chatting all the way to the front of the cabin, when Ivan wondered whether to knock on the door, the door panel at the entrance automatically opened to the sides.

There is an extra square passage in front of it, with jagged spikes on both sides, like the big mouth of a giant beast, and they are stepping into the belly of this giant beast...

Dumbledore stepped directly in, and Ivan hurriedly followed.

After the two entered, the open entrance was automatically closed again.

Entering it, Ivan found that the interior of the hut was very large, and it should have been a space widened by the extension curse, and even in the summer, there was even a slight air-conditioning passing through it from time to time.

Ivan looked around, and soon saw a blue flame burning in the fireplace not far away, and the air-conditioning came out of this.

This is... the magical air conditioner?

Ivan was surprised. At the same time, he also found that there were many Muggle appliances in this small room, especially the large TV on the cabinet. It was too conspicuous and difficult to ignore.

If it weren't for the simple decoration style, he almost thought it was a Muggle's house.

Just as Ivan looked around like a curious baby, an old voice rang.

"Albus... are you here?"

Ivan turned to look around and saw an old man walking out from behind the curtain.

He has white hair and a loose robe, and his face is full of traces of time, and he is pale with no trace of blood.

However, compared to his fragile body, Nicol Lemay's mental state is quite good. It seems that more than six hundred years of tempering has not become a burden to compromise his wisdom, but instead made him more sober.

"Is this little Ivan?" After greeted Dumbledore, Nicole LeMay turned his attention to Ivan.

"Mr. LeMay, hello," Ivan bowed respectfully.

"En!" Nicole LeMay smiled and nodded, very satisfied with Ivan's respectful attitude.

He had learned a lot about Ivan from Dumbledore as early as half a year ago.

I thought that such a talented and ambitious little wizard would probably be arrogant and uncontrollable, but this time I really met Nico Le May and discovered that Ivan was different from what he had imagined.

At least on the surface, he is very kind and humble, and looks handsome, which made him feel good for a while...

"Let's all come in and talk, you guys came later than I thought!" Nick LeMay pointed his finger and led them into the living room of the house.

After Ivan and the others sat down, a lot of noisy creatures, only about a few centimeters high, suddenly climbed up the table, hopped and ran to the central plate, pushing the teacup on it to the point. In front of people.

Immediately afterwards, these little guys brought the big teapot over again.

Ivan looked at them with interest, wanting to see how these little alchemy creatures poured tea for him.

Afterwards, Ivan saw these little guys as if they were stacking cubes, combining themselves.

Some made up the feet and some made up the heads, and finally became a creature that was several times larger than the original. They struggled to hold the handle of the teapot and poured the hot tea into Ivan's teacup.

I don't know if it's because I didn't grasp it firmly, the alchemy creature in the shape of a radish head on its head suddenly got out of touch with the body and accidentally fell into a cup full of hot tea. It was scalded frantically and swayed its small hand, and his mouth issued " The voice of "Ulala", tea was spilled everywhere.

Ivan didn't expect this kind of thing to happen at all. For a while, he seemed a little at a loss, wondering if he should fish out the alchemy creatures that fell in the bowl.

"Hey...it seems that these little guys need to be improved a little bit!" Nick LeMay also noticed the abnormality here. He smiled and picked up Ivan's cup and poured the tea inside. On the side of the strange-looking green plants.

The little alchemy creature clung to the corner of the teacup all the way so that he wouldn't fall out of the air. There was a scream in his mouth, and Nick patted the bottom of the teacup with his hand, which shook it down.

At this time, Ivan's eyes were on the green plant next to him.

When he saw Nick pouring tea with his own eyes, the other party seemed to move quickly and avoided directly, so that all the tea was spilled into the loose soil below.

A small moving tree? Magical plants like mandela grass?

Ivan thought so. He didn't know much about this kind of herbal medicine. He fixed his eyes on the small tree, but the latter was just like a normal plant, motionless.

Just when Ivan wondered if he was looking away, the weird-looking green plant suddenly shook a few times, patted the branches, and pulled out his roots from the soil. Yelled frantically. "Too hot...too hot!"

Seeing this funny scene, Ivan couldn't help laughing. It seemed that the hot tea had penetrated into the soft soil and burned to the roots of the tree. Naturally, this guy couldn't pretend to be dead anymore.

Ivan found it very interesting. He came here for only a short while, but he felt as magical as he had entered the magical world for the first time.

After this delay, Nick LeMay had changed the cup and put the tea in front of Ivan again.

"Thank you, Mr. LeMay! Actually, I could come by myself..." Ivan said embarrassedly.

Ivan always felt a little uncomfortable to let an old wizard who was more than six hundred years old, as if a gust of wind could blow down, serve tea to himself.

"It's okay to move more when you are old!" Nick LeMay said with a smile, then turned his head to look at the alchemy creature on the table, and said with emotion. "Furthermore, these alchemy creations have no real life flexibility after all..."

Perhaps after hearing Nick's words, those little guys were downcast one by one, as if they had been hit by something.

Seeing their unexpected cuteness, Ivan couldn't help asking about the source of these alchemy creatures.

"You know, when people are old, it is always inconvenient to do some things, so I made these little things to help me with some chores!" Nick LeMay explained.

Ivan understood this, but then I remembered that Nick Lemay should have a wife who lived the same long life. He would also read in the book that they spent the 665th birthday together in the first grade. !

Ivan looked around, but for some reason he didn't see Nick's wife.

Nick and Dumbledore on the other side had already talked about other things, and Ivan settled down and listened openly.

Dumbledore didn't care about Ivan's existence either. His expression became a little dignified for the first time since entering the door. He looked at Nick LeMay and asked. "Does the thing I asked you to fix last time have a clue?"

"Forget it!" Nick nodded, then complained again. "Why do you always trouble me every time you come to see me."

"Trouble? You really think so? I thought you would be very interested in it..." Dumbledore replied calmly, holding up the teacup with his left hand intact, taking a sip of his tea.

"In a sense, it is indeed a trouble. I haven't slept well for a long time to study it! I think you should be able to understand how important sleep is for an old man..." Nick said jokingly.

"But I can't think that the stories in a book of English fairy tales are actually true...When I was young, I also pursued some legends. Of course, it was in France, but without exception, they are all fake!" Nick added .

"This is normal, isn't it? The legend is that you will never know its authenticity until it is verified..." Dumbledore said noncommitantly, placing the teacup on the table casually. "For many wizards, your existence is also a legend!"

"How long will it take you to fix it..." Dumbledore's eyes under his half-moon glasses stared at Nick tightly.

"About two to three years!" Nick replied hesitantly.

"It takes so long?" Dumbledore frowned deeply. "In my opinion, its damage level should be very low. I can even use it normally and see some people who want to see it!"

"Because the thing was not damaged at all, it was just affected! You know..." Nick was about to say something when he saw Ivan sitting on the side listening.

After thinking about it, Nick took some words back, and then continued to speak vaguely. "In short, when you destroy it, it has a certain impact, and it is not easy to completely eliminate this impact. The repair materials are not easy to find..."

"Even so, two or three years is too long! I can only wait for half a year at most..." Dumbledore shook his head. He can't last so long, I'm afraid he won't wait for that time.

However, some things are obviously not solved in a hurry~www.mtlnovel.com~ Seeing Nick with a black face and not wanting to pay attention to himself at all, Dumbledore had to compromise and said in a very uncertain tone. "Well, maybe this time can be extended a little longer, one year or one and a half years?"

"Two years! This is my limit, otherwise you can take it back and find a way by yourself!" Nick replied angrily.

The two quickly started arguing over the issue of time. Ivan, who was next to him, was confused, and could only guess from the conversation that Dumbledore seemed to want Nick LeMay to fix something very important.

At first, Ivan thought it was a time converter, but after hearing it, he denied this speculation... And didn't the thing have been fixed long ago?

Then it can only be...

Thinking of their previous conversation, Ivan vaguely guessed something, but he couldn't be 100% sure.

To confirm this conjecture, Ivan turned his attention to Dumbledore's right hand.

It's a pity that Dumbledore's right hand has been kept in his sleeve, and he can't see if the other party is wearing that ring...

However, Ivan has never been very interested in the resurrection stone, nor has he paid much attention to it.

The function of that thing is to let people see the soul of the dead.

According to the original book, this soul is still false, just showing you the appearance of the other person in your memory, it is the most useless one of the three holy artifacts of death!

While Ivan was thinking to himself, the argument between Dumbledore and Nick continued.

"Albus, you should be aware that I have wasted a lot of time..." The expression on Nick LeMay's face is very ugly, "According to the previous plan, I should have gone... to accompany her. !"

"You missed it anyway, didn't you? It doesn't matter if it's a while later!" Dumbledore said very strongly. "You should know that this is not my business alone, nor is it just a matter of the British magical world!"

"Yeah, I hope you know what you are doing!" Nick rolled his eyes irritably, "Do you really think everything will be what you think? Albus...no one can control the whole situation, not even a **** !"

"Perhaps... but I think this is the best opportunity." Dumbledore replied noncommittal.

He was unwilling to have a fearless argument with Nick on this aspect, and soon changed the subject, asking Nick to fix the deathly hallows as soon as possible.

Nick didn't mean to give in at all. To repair such a legendary item, even if he tried his best, it would take at least two years.

Two years?

Dumbledore looked disappointed, which meant he might not be able to explore the secret alive...

"In that case, I'm afraid we have to prepare for the worst..." Dumbledore's face became extremely tired, and he muttered to himself.

Unable to get the promise he wanted, Dumbledore slowly got up to leave and turned to leave.

Before leaving, he did not forget to remind Nick not to forget the previous agreement, if the situation is unfavorable, he can make his own choice...

Nick nodded and nodded, watching Dumbledore walk out of the cabin and disappear into a golden flame.

There was silence for a long while, and Nick stood still, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the side, Ivan didn't dare to disturb him, he could only silently ponder in his mind what the so-called "best chance" and "worst plan" were.

He felt that Dumbledore and Nick didn't just talk about the resurrection stone...

"Sorry, Hals, I was a little distracted just now!" After a while, Nick returned to his senses and looked at Ivan with apologetic expression.

"It's okay, Mr. Le May!" Ivan shook his head, indicating that he didn't care.

Immediately afterwards, Ivan was very curious to ask about the content of their argument just now, wanting to dig out some inside information.

"You know, when people are old, they can't help but worry about some unscrupulous things." Nick explained with a smile, obviously without revealing his plans.

Ivan curled his lips, not believing a word.

But at the beginning, Ivan didn't have much hope. If this matter could be told to himself, Dumbledore and Nick would not deliberately play the front and avoid the point when arguing.

Ivan could only guess from the information he had learned that this matter might have something to do with Voldemort.

In the original time and space, Dumbledore used the old magic wand and his own death to dig a big hole for Voldemort.

The former is the cause of Voldemort's death, and the latter is also a very important driving force. It is precisely after the loss of this enemy that has been feared that Voldemort has changed from a conspirator lurking in the dark to a reckless man who only knows Avada!

Before that, Voldemort's IQ was still okay.

Not only can he take Harry away from Dumbledore's nose in the Triwizard Tournament, but even after the real resurrection, he did not immediately swear to the magical world of his return in a high-profile manner. Instead, he decisively hid it to accumulate strength. Provoked the contradiction between Fudge and Dumbledore!

But all this changed completely after Dumbledore's death, and Voldemort, who felt himself invincible in the world, became more and more arrogant.

Coupled with the successive destruction of Horcruxes, Voldemort's spirit was hit one after another in a short period of time, and he followed Trelawney's predictions, and finally fell into Harry's hands.

This is exactly the answer to that sentence, if you want to destroy people, you must first make people crazy!

It's just that the situation now is different from that then, and Ivan doesn't know whether Dumbledore will still use the same method. It stands to reason that the old professor may not be able to survive that time.

Thinking of things in his heart, Ivan was calm on the surface, pretending to be disappointed that he could not get the news.

Nick uttered a few words of comfort, and then changed the subject, testing with interest to learn Ivan's alchemy level.

He has always heard that Ivan's alchemy talent is very high, but he doesn't know the specific situation, of course he has to figure it out himself.

Facing Nick LeMay's school test, Ivan naturally answered fluently, speaking out the magic sequence he had mastered as well as his usual learning progress and methods.

Although his alchemy has reached the sixth level, according to the classification of the system, it is already at the level of teaching people, but because there has been no strong enough guide, so many things have been deliberated by reading books, not at all. Know if it's right.

Now that there is a chance, Ivan will certainly not let go of the opportunity to confirm this knowledge.

After Nick LeMay asked for a while, he also changed his previously undisciplined attitude.

Because he realized that Ivan's alchemy level was far beyond his expectations, and it was even close to the upper limit that most alchemists could reach through painstaking research.

This discovery made Nick LeMay very surprised. According to the information he received, Ivan's potion level is also very high, and his strength is far superior to his peers.

Is there really that kind of almighty genius in this world?

Nick looked at Ivan's immature face with emotion in his heart, but he patiently solved the problem Ivan encountered in alchemy.

Ivan devoted himself to this question and answer. Almost every once in a while, the system prompt in his mind would sound once, but Ivan completely ignored it, just like a sponge. Absorb knowledge.

Until a few hours later, Ivan's mouth was dry, and he subconsciously picked up the teacup on the side and found that it was empty inside, and he stopped unfinishedly.

At the same time, the last system prompt sounded.

[Ding, after a period of study, your alchemy level has improved, the current level 6 (1395/16000)]

Ivan took a glance and found that his alchemy proficiency had improved by more than a thousand points in these few hours!

You must know that since he absorbed Bok's alchemy knowledge last year and raised the level of alchemy to level 6, his proficiency has grown slowly like a tortoise, sometimes after reading a thick alchemy book. Give one or two points of proficiency.

Compared to the proficiency limit of that long scalp-numbing proficiency, Ivan feels that learning by himself may not be able to improve to level 7 for several years!

Because of this, Ivan's gaze at Nick became eager, and his eyes were full of desire for knowledge, as if he was using the other party as a new learning accelerator!

Nick on the other side is also very satisfied with Ivan's overwhelming thirst for knowledge.

After the school examination just now, he has got a rough idea of ​​Ivan's foundation.

This little wizard belongs to the actual combat faction. He has a strong ability to make alchemy items by hand. To say that the shortcomings are not without, that is, the theoretical knowledge is not solid enough...

At the same time, Nick also curiously asked who Ivan's alchemy was learned from. With Ivan's current level of alchemy, he is already considered a first-rate alchemist in England. Who can teach such a monster? ...

"I don't have a real alchemy instructor. These are taught to me by my mother, Aisia." Ivan explained, completely ignoring the contributions of Bok and Tom.

"Is that so?" Nick LeMay thought for a while. He hadn't heard of the name Aisia at all, and it seemed that he was not a very famous alchemist.

But this is normal. During the school examinations, he noticed that Ivan's learning was very messy, not as if he had received orthodox alchemy education, but it also confirmed Ivan's alchemy skills. talent.

Ye Luzi can learn this level, can he not be talented?

Nick LeMay raised his awareness of Ivan in his heart. After hesitating for a while, he couldn't help but ask. "I don't know what you think of alchemy? Or what do you think of alchemy?"

"Hmm...I think that is the ancient wizard's way to understand the world, and it has the power to turn decay into magic!" Ivan said, carefully looking at Nick's expression, and seeing that Nick's face did not change. Be bold, and continued.

"When I was at Hogwarts, I talked to a lot of wizards from Muggle families, and I heard them talk about a lot of things from the outside world. It feels like alchemy is a bit like Muggle procedures!"

Sorting the magic texts in a specific way can release specific magic, which is a bit similar to typing code and running a program.

It's just that the computer is not popular yet, so Ivan was worried that Nick could not understand it, so he snapped an explanation to Nick.

Nick LeMay said with a smile after listening to Ivan's words. "This is quite a novel idea!"

"Then...do you think it's right?" Ivan hurriedly asked.

"It can be said to be right...or it can be wrong!" Nick LeMay put away the smile on his face and replaced it with a serious expression, "Because in essence, alchemy is still using the power of magic! "

"To understand alchemy, you must first understand what magic is!" Nick LeMay added.

Facing this profound question, Ivan was completely stunned. He couldn't help but recall the embarrassing scene when he became an owl and was making trouble in front of Ravenclaw.

The difference is that the bronze eagle at the door asks about the nature of magic, not the nature of magic...

Ivan looked at Nick LeMay very resentfully. Is it really okay to embarrass a little wizard with such a question?

Noting Ivan's resentful expression, Nick Lemay gradually couldn't restrain the seriousness on his face, and couldn't help but laugh.

From the moment I entered the door, although Ivan showed a lot of expressions, how could Nick LeMay fail to see that Ivan's heart is almost not fluctuating, not arrogant or impetuous, and he does not look like a fourteen-year-old at all. Little wizard...

Only now can I see the appearance of some children!

Ivan frowned in dissatisfaction, looking very unhappy.

Nick LeMay did not continue to laugh, and after a pause, he then asked. "Do you remember the three steps of casting a spell?"

"Use the magic wand to guide the magic in the body, plus gestures and spells." Ivan didn't care about the episode just now, but replied seriously.

"In your opinion, which of these three steps is more important?" Nick LeMay asked.

Ivan hesitated for a moment, a little difficult to choose. For the average spellcaster, these three steps are indispensable.

But for those powerful wizards, none of these three items seem to be indispensable. After all, they can be cast without a rod or without a spell...

Nick LeMay did not eagerly ask Ivan for the answer, but took out a simple wand from his robe and gently waved it with a wonderful gesture. His movements were very slow, as if deliberately wanted to let him Ivan saw clearly.

"! (Cleaned up Nick LeMay chanted the spell as he waved his wand.

A gust of magical wind blew over and rolled up the cup on the table.

Like the cup surrounded by many invisible brushes, a few tea cups became as clean as new in a few moments, and then slowly stacked on top of the plate.

Ivan looked at him silently, but couldn't understand the meaning of Nick LeMay's move. Did he just want to clean it up?

Before Ivan could figure it out, Nick LeMay waved his magic wand again, which was exactly the same magic again. The wind of magic started sweeping the whole room, sweeping away the dust, and setting the seat upright.

The alchemy creatures underneath panicked one by one, clutching the corner of the table or against the tea cup, for fear that they would be swept out of the house as rubbish!

Ivan's expression suddenly changed, because he discovered that this time Nick Leme was not in English, but in French!

Even the gestures for casting spells have slightly changed!

Ivan stood up in surprise ~www.mtlnovel.com~ His eyes were shining, staring at the legendary alchemist in front of him, wanting to ask for the answer!

Nick didn't look at Ivan, he stretched out his left hand and placed it on a plate.

Without the use of a wand or a spell, the plate was suddenly twisted and stretched like a fluid, quickly plastic, a few seconds later a pigeon with white feathers appeared in the center of the table.

The snow-white dove wandered around with smart eyes, waving its wings and landing on Nick's arm.

Nick came to the window in two steps, his arm shook and sent the pigeon out of the house. He watched it spread its wings and flew high, then turned his head to look at Ivan, and said.

"There are wizards in every country in the world. The spells and gestures they use are in fact not uniform, but magic can still prevail. I think you already know the mystery, don't you?"

Thanks to Anthony Stark the Scarab for the 500 starting coins rewarded, and the 200 starting coins rewarded by Yu's a little cute.

Because wands, spells, and gestures are not important, these are just methods to assist in spell casting! The important thing is magic, or..." Ivan muttered to himself.

After the demonstration by Nick LeMay just now, he has understood what the other party's words mean. It is only after years of materialistic education that he stuck his conclusions on his lips, and he can't say it for a long time.

"Magic is the heart! It is the embodiment of a wizard's thoughts and will..." Nick LeMay looked at the pigeons flying into the sky and answered for him.

"Use the spirit to influence the material world?" Ivan listened to this answer. Although he had thought of this just now, it was still somewhat difficult to accept.

Such idealistic remarks would be laughed at and criticized if he spoke upright in his previous life.

But Ivan also knows that he is now a wizard, and this is the magic world, there is a lot of evidence to prove this!

"Um... mental affects material?" Nick repeated this sentence, which was very interesting. It was a bit like a Muggle argument, but it was very appropriate.

"Ha! You can say that! Magic is magical because it can make people want everything done!" Nick walked back to the wooden table slowly, looked at Ivan, and said with emotion.

It took a long time for Ivan to let out a sigh of relief.

"This is... incredible!"

He felt like he had entered the wizarding world for the first time, and the mystery of magic was slowly unfolding in front of him...

At the same time, Nick LeMay's words also solved a problem that has always plagued him, that is, why the little wizard subconsciously displays all kinds of magical abilities when the magic power erupts.

Now Ivan understands it, because the active magical power when it erupts will manifest all the thoughts in the little wizard's mind, and this huge force is not a little wizard can control, so it may get out of control and cause some damage. !

This point, Ivan, who has experienced the explosion of magic power many times, is very clear, the sudden increase of magic power is not at all dictated and it is difficult to use it.

Only in the protection mode can he easily control his own magic power, and achieve almost arbitrary spells within a specific range.

Thinking of this, Ivan asked curiously.

"Mr. Lemay, since wizards can cast spells without any assistance, what's the use of learning spells and gestures? Is it for us to control our magic more?"

The three steps of casting spells, almost a compulsory course for every wizard, obviously play an important role.

Combined with what Nick said just now, Ivan believes that it is very likely that most wizards cannot control their magic power freely, so some steps are needed as a guide.

Ivan said all his guesses, but Nick shook his head and said with a smile that it was not accurate enough.

The entire magical world has painstakingly studied, summarized, and popularized the casting steps for every wizard for thousands of years. It is not just that, but each has its own use!

The magic wand is responsible for guiding the magic to reduce the difficulty of casting, and the gestures and spells can make the magic effect more accurate!

"Without these steps to cast spells, most wizards in the magic world would probably not be able to use their power. Free cast spells... Although it is simple to say, I am afraid that there is not a single wizard who can really do this! "Nick sighed quietly.

"Even if you and Professor Dumbledore can't do it?" Ivan was a little surprised. In his opinion, Nick LeMay and Dumbledore are already very close to this state. Even if they don't use a magic wand, they don't read it. Spells can also be used to cast magic easily.

"Of course we can't, we are still far away!" Nick LeMay admits this very frankly, "If someone can completely control the magic, then it will be a god!"

God? Ivan curled his lips, thinking that Nick Le May was a bit too exaggerated, but then I thought about it, if someone can do what they want, isn't it a god?

"Mr. LeMay, what about alchemy? You haven't told me what alchemy is..." Ivan quickly remembered the focus of this conversation, and hurriedly asked.

"Alchemy is the same as magic, and its roots are ultimately a way of using magic!" Nick began to explain.

In the ancient times, spellcasters found that it was very difficult to directly control magic power, which was impossible for most people, so they tried to use magic power through various external factors.

The three most mainstream schools are magic that relies on wands, spells, and gestures to control magic power for precise output, potions that extract essence from magic materials to make magic potions, and alchemy that uses magic texts to arrange and transform magic.

However, after thousands of years of development, the three major factions are not completely separated, and there are many integrations between them.

For example, the fusion process of some advanced potions requires the use of magic wands, and some magic can also enchant items to achieve an effect similar to alchemy.

"These three factions have their own strengths, and they are all using magic to achieve their own goals." Nick LeMay concluded.

Hearing this, Ivan was immediately plunged into a huge shock. His understanding of magic, potions, and alchemy has never been as thorough as he is today!

Ivan looked at the old man over six hundred years old in front of him, convinced by the knowledge and wisdom of the other person, and was very grateful.

He had never seen this kind of secret knowledge in a book. If it hadn't been for Nick LeMay to explain it for him, he would only be half-guessing and not knowing how many detours he would take in the future.

If Ivan had no clue as to how to raise level 6 magic to level 7 before, then now he has some ideas.

"Sir, you just told me about the ultimate form of magic, what about alchemy?" Ivan couldn't help but curiosity, UU reading www.uukanshu.com couldn't help asking.

"The end points of the three major factions are actually the same. The difference lies in the means leading to the end point." Nick Le May explained.

After a pause, Nick LeMay appeared hesitant again. He wasn't sure if it would be a good thing to tell Ivan now.

However, he quickly realized that even if he didn't say it, this clever little wizard would guess it after a while, so he shook his head and spoke word by word.

"Alchemy naturally has a way to the end, that is, alchemy creation...magic stone!"

"The Sorcerer's Stone?!" Ivan looked at Nick LeMay with a surprised expression, and couldn't believe it.

He had obtained the Philosopher's Stone with his own hands, but was later taken by Dumbledore when he was in a coma.

Ivan couldn't help feeling a bit ridiculous, and even more distressed. He didn't expect the end of alchemy to be so close to him...