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Ivan tapped his index finger on the tabletop, and the slight impact continued to echo in the enclosed living room.

On the desktop, the dark fluorescent composition of ouroboros changed rapidly with the sound of percussion. The flat head slowly became hideous, and two pairs of wings gradually extended on the back, followed by dragon horns and claws...

In just one minute, the pattern in front of us changed from an Ouroboros to a slender Ouroboros, but it was not a posture of spreading its wings and soaring, but curled up together to form a complete circle from head to tail.

Just like this, Ivan still felt a little dissatisfied, but at last he didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly his heart moved, and a crimson-like crystal-like pattern emerged from the table.

The whole crystal is an irregular diamond shape. If Harry were here, he would surely be able to see that this was exactly the shape of the Philosopher's Stone he had seen in the first grade.

The title-tailed dragon was so embedded in the crystal, it looked like a crystal clear amber at first glance.

However, considering that the direct use of the Philosopher's Stone as a sign is too conspicuous, it may cause some trouble, so Ivan set out to modify it again, removing the color, and leaving only a very complicated, black magic. A diamond pattern outlined by silk threads.

"It should be almost..." Ivan looked at the pattern in front of him and nodded.

In a hurry, he couldn't think of a more suitable logo, so he just used this one.

咚咚咚...

Just after making a decision, a slight knock on the door rang out.

"Come in!" Ivan waved his hand to erase the pattern on the table, and said casually.

After obtaining permission, the door of the living room was opened quickly, and Aiaea took the lead to enter, and then more than forty wizards such as Dougt and Furen followed in.

The spacious living room was full of people all at once, and it was extremely crowded. Due to Ivan's power, every wizard who came in was honest and well-behaved, just like a rabbit.

If you walked out in this manner, no one would believe that this was a group of evil dark wizards from Knock Down Alley.

Such obedience certainly makes sense, after all, they witnessed a miracle with their own eyes last night!

The seemingly weak young wizard in front of him easily repelled the mighty Dark Lord Voldemort. In their impression, this was something that even Dumbledore could not do.

The number one power in the magic world deserves it!

But while feeling in awe, when facing Ivan, a trace of fear was unavoidable in their hearts.

They understood Ivan's rhetoric in Knockdown Alley last night, so of course they knew what kind of face it was under the other's gentle appearance. It was not enough to describe evil, cunning, and ambitious.

If I really want to put a label on Ivan, it can only be said that this is a darker lord more terrifying than Voldemort!

The thoughts that flashed in the minds of Rozier and the others, naturally, could not be concealed from Ivan, who was using Sensation Mind throughout the process.

Misunderstanding... This is all a misunderstanding!

Ivan was having a headache. At that time, he was patronizing Voldemort, and he never thought that his casual nonsense would bring such a sequelae. Novel No. 6

What makes him feel helpless is that he still needs to maintain this deterrent to check and balance the restless dark wizards.

However, he still can't explain it, because he still needs to maintain this deterrent to intimidate Voldemort, and by the way check and balance these restless dark wizards.

Ivan sighed silently.

Forget it, misunderstanding, it's not the first time anyway, he is used to it.

"Your Excellency Hals... did you have anything to tell us when you called us?" In silence, Dougt asked cautiously.

Although his personal relationship with Ivan is good, Dougt never forgets his identity in public and uses honorific titles.

In the beginning, this was just a means to strengthen prestige, but as Ivan's strength became stronger, he shouted more and more smoothly, and there was no more awkwardness.

"You must have seen the battle last night, right?" Ivan didn't answer Dougert's words directly, took a sip of the tea, and then asked.

"That's natural. I will never forget the heroic appearance and mighty power of Your Excellency Hals that night..." Rozier said with emotion.

This is a bit of suspicion of flattering, but Rozier is sincere, because he really thinks so.

That night Voldemort suddenly appeared in the wizarding market and interrupted Ivan's speech, which made the original good form take a turn for the worse, and once had the upper hand in the confrontation between words and momentum.

So Rozier almost wanted to turn around and switch to Voldemort's camp.

Fortunately, he suppressed the thoughts that had arisen in his mind at the last moment, and persisted for a while, only then was he fortunate to witness that the mighty Voldemort, like a rag doll, was slapped and flew out by Ivan.

This extremely shocking scene, he might not forget it to death.

Just after Rozier's voice fell, the wizards present also woke up. While irritated by their lack of eyesight, they hurriedly spoke out, praising Ivan's heroism in beating Voldemort and angering the magic world. Heroic.

It's a pity that all these flattery slapped on the horse's thighs. Ivan has always been indifferent to this black history, so he quickly raised his hand to stop these people's words.

"Stop it all for me, I am not calling you here for you to praise me..."

"Although Voldemort has been defeated by me, I am very likely to make some small actions secretly under the anger, and even directly attack some of you... This has to be guarded!" Ivan said solemnly~www. mtlnovel.com~ Listening to Ivan's words, Dougte immediately realized the seriousness of the matter. If a strong man like Voldemort were to put him down for assassination, there would be few people present who could hide it.

"Your Excellency Hals, do you want us to find out the hiding place of the mysterious man as soon as possible?" Fren asked, this would happen, the only way to take advantage of the mysterious man's serious injury, get him out and kill him!

"No, if you encounter Voldemort with your strength, I am afraid that there will be no chance to escape and spread the letter..." Ivan shook his head and retorted.

It was just that Ivan soon realized that such a reason was not enough. Even if he did not meet Voldemort, he could still confirm Voldemort's position by catching the Death Eaters, so he immediately added one sentence.

"Besides, Voldemort is still useful to me. It's not time to kill him...understand?"

Yes, Sir Hals..." Hearing Ivan's words, Fren nodded solemnly.

He understood that he had spoken too much this time, and it was obvious that Ivan was secretly planning some amazing plan, and even the Dark Lord had calculated it together.

No wonder Ivan didn't have any intention of chasing after Voldemort was seriously injured last night, obviously he did it deliberately.

After all, this is the second time Ivan has forgiven the other party's life. With such an obvious reminder, he hadn't thought of it just now, and he was so stupid to ask directly, it was really ashamed.

The rest of the wizards have no shortage of intelligent and sophisticated generations, so naturally they won't lose sight of this.

But because of this, it makes people feel shocked. It is unimaginable to regard the mysterious people who are afraid of everyone in the magical world as pawns. Such courage is really unimaginable...

Dougte looked at Ivan with emotion in his heart. A few years ago, the little wizard, who was a little immature, has grown to a point where he can't even see it clearly.

Obviously it has the power to run wild in the magic world, but it has been hiding it, just to give the opponent a fatal blow after winning the trust of Dumbledore. Such a city can only be described as unfathomable.

Had it not been for Voldemort's sudden killing, they would have been kept in the dark.

"Your Excellency Hals, since we can't take the initiative to attack, how can we avoid the mysterious person's attack?" Walker asked curiously.

"Next, I will burn a magic mark on each of you. You can talk to me directly through it. When necessary, I can also use this magic mark to determine the coordinates of your location and use it to perform Phantom Shift. shape..."

Ivan didn't mean to sell off, spent a few minutes, roughly speaking about the effect of the magic mark, only concealing his ability to directly kill people through the mark.

Walker and others were excited when they heard the news. They knew that this magic mark was undoubtedly an amulet, and they could apply for support in time if they encountered a powerful enemy that they couldn't handle.

But before they were happy for too long, Ivan poured cold water on his head.

Although the magic stamp can deliver messages instantly, if you happen to be very busy or temporarily delayed by something, you may not be able to rescue in time, so this can only be used as a last resort at best.

"In addition, unless there is something important to report, it is forbidden to contact me directly using the magic mark..." Ivan added. .

He didn't want some trivial things, these people came to ask himself, then he would be bored to death.

The wizards present nodded together, in fact, even without Ivan's reminder, they would not have the guts to do so.

"Let's start with you, Dougt, just to remove the dark mark on your wrist..." Ivan looked around, and his gaze finally stayed on Dougt's body.

"Do you have a way to remove the Dark Mark?" Dougt suddenly became very excited. After Voldemort was resurrected, the Dark Mark on his hand became more and more obvious, with unbearable tingling from time to time.

In the past ten years, he has not thought of removing this dark mark, but he has tried all methods except for cutting hands to no avail, so he had to give up helplessly. He originally thought that he would never be able to get rid of it. The mark of shame.

"Of course, to put it bluntly, this is just a marking magic." Ivan casually explained. Now that he knows the principle of this technique, it is much easier to dispel the magic.

Dougt hurried forward a few steps, shaking the long sleeve of his left hand, revealing the very conspicuous mark of the skull on his wrist. A serpentine snake was crawling out of the big mouth of the skull, forming A horoscope inner ring.

Ivan pulled out his magic wand and pressed it to the wrist stretched out by Doug. With the input of magic power, the Black Demon Mark seemed to have come alive, and the serpentine snake twisted uncomfortably with a weird hissing. The sound resounded in the living room. Literary City

Dougte frowned tightly. He could feel two completely different forces opposing each other on his wrist. The entire forearm was like sticking to a hot iron, and a black air was constantly coming from Floating out there...

About three minutes later, the Dark Mark on Dougt's wrist had disappeared, replaced by a new mark.

Seeing that the spell was successfully cast, Ivan stopped his hands and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was confident before, it was the first time to use this kind of imprinting magic. If something went wrong accidentally, it would be difficult to step down.

"Go down." Ivan waved his hand to let Dougert return to his original position, and then ordered Fren to step forward...

Dougt walked back to the crowd in a comfortable mood, raised his left wrist and looked carefully, and found that it was a very strange fire dragon with its head and tail connected together, and there were irregular diamond patterns on the outer circle.

Is the dragon dormant about to take off?

Dougter guessed in his mind the meaning of this magic mark, and faintly felt that it was not as simple as he thought.

About an hour later, all forty-five wizards present were engraved with magic marks on their wrists.

With such high-intensity continuous casting, even if Yifan felt a little tired, he didn't show it, and his complexion was assigned to the next work as usual.

The deterrence brought by Voldemort has been ignored for the time being, but there are still many things they need to do next.

"Dougt, Rozier, Parkinson, McMillan... you will be responsible for infiltrating the Ministry of Magic." Ivan looked at several people and exhorted.

"At most half a year we will show you the results, Your Excellency Hals." After removing the dark mark, Dougt was in a good mood and replied with pride.

Rozier and others also patted their chests to ensure that they would prepare for the attack on the Ministry of Magic as quickly as possible.

Actually don't worry...you can do it slower!

Ivan opened his mouth, but changed his appearance when the words came to his lips.

"Remember, you must act secretly..."

Several people nodded solemnly. Although they couldn't guess what Ivan was planning with their wisdom, they never wanted to make mistakes because of their unfavorable actions.

After a reminder, Ivan stopped looking at them, but turned his gaze to Fren, and said again.

"Fren~www.mtlnovel.com~ You lead the law enforcers to manage Knockover Alley and set some rules. The atmosphere here needs to be rectified. If you see a suitable wizard, you can also recruit."

"I'll pay attention, Your Excellency Hals." Fren bowed his head slightly.

Ivan didn't give much reminder. He still trusted Fren's ability and loyalty. Finally, he told Acia to be in charge of the operation of the wizard market and sent people to look for the rare and magical creatures.

"Do you have any questions? Or do you want to add?" Ivan asked, scanning the audience.

There was silence in the living room, and no one made a sound for a long time. Ivan was not surprised. He knew how terrifying his current deterrent power was. Such inquiries were just a matter of routine.

However, when Ivan was about to announce the end of the meeting, a slightly familiar figure in the crowd stood up.

"Your Excellency Hals, please forgive me for my offense. I think we should set up a special propaganda department." Gleason walked out of the crowd and suggested a little nervously.

Promote it?

Ivan raised his brows and said. "Talk about it..."

With Ivan's permission, Gleason leaned slightly and began to talk about the importance of setting up a propaganda department.

The entire British magical world is much larger than Knockturn Alley, and the situation is more complicated.

Although they can occupy the Ministry of Magic with powerful force to rule, but doing so will eventually bring a lot of drawbacks, the most direct impact is the endless troubles and riots that follow.

Therefore, it is necessary to carry out propaganda to let all wizards understand that they are the righteous side, and everything they do is for the sake of the future of the magical world...

Hearing this, Ivan nodded. Of course he knew the truth.

Over the years, he asked Rita Skeeter to "truthfully" report on his achievements. In addition to trying to get the legendary points, he also has the meaning of self-promotion and suppressing the authority of the Ministry of Magic.

Regardless of the unsatisfactory performance of Fudge as the Minister of Magic in recent times, most of his mistakes have been forcibly covered up, and they are not recognized.

If these things can be exposed through propaganda, then the angry wizards will spontaneously oust Fudge without them.

The more I think about it, the more Ivan feels that it is indeed necessary to establish an announcement department, because mastering propaganda channels often means mastering the right to speak.

"Your proposal is very good, Gleason, then you will be responsible for this newly established department!" Ivan said appreciatively.

"Thank you very much for your trust, Your Excellency Hals! I won't let you down..." Gleason leaned slightly to signal, concealing his excitement, and stepped back into the crowd.

Looking at the energetic Gleason, Rozier and the others were full of envy. They knew that Gleason's status would be greatly improved from today, leaving them far behind.

"Is anyone else wanting to say something?" Ivan looked around at the crowd, and after waiting for a while, no one stood up, so he waved his hand and said.

"So... now the meeting is over!"

Knowing that they could finally leave, the wizards present were relieved.

No way, the faint pressure on Ivan made them feel terrified just standing here, so after saluting and saying goodbye, one by one left the living room as if fleeing.

Ivan looked at the people leaving in a hurry, and shook his head helplessly. It seems that this misunderstanding will be impossible to clarify for a while...

After this meeting, in the next few days, Ivan turned away most of the chores and devoted himself to magic practice.

Ivan knows very well that expanding power in the magical world and wooing the rich and powerful are small means, and only strong power is the root of everything!

This is also the reason why he often no longer dared to delegate power to Knock Alley.

Dougt, Fren, and Gleason can understand that as long as their brains are not short-circuited, there is only a dead end for party and rebellion.

The reason is very simple. With the strength he showed that night, even if all the wizards in Knockturn Alley were combined, it was not enough for him to fight alone...

So what he needs to do most now is to turn this false combat power into reality as soon as possible, otherwise, once he wears the help, everything he has painstakingly created will instantly fall apart. Xuan Xuan Book Bar

However, it is not so easy to increase the strength in a short period of time. Ivan was soon disappointed to find that he could not complete any of the tasks released by the system for the time being.

Even the easiest dark minion, after he took the time to go to Azkaban, he had no choice but to give up.

Of course, this is not to say that the dementors have forgotten his "great hero" after more than a year.

On the contrary, this time the contact went very smoothly, and most of the dementors were willing to follow his instructions, but even so, the task progress did not increase by the slightest.

While feeling puzzled, Ivan could only guess that the mission target must have these dementors surrender to him.

This is not incomprehensible, after all, he possesses Bogut's transformation, and pretending to be Voldemort can order the Death Eaters, but this does not mean that he has subdued these people.

So after spending a long time developing the dementors into undercover agents, Ivan left Azkaban angrily, temporarily giving up the idea of ​​using the protection mode to improve his strength, instead placing his hopes on hard practice.

The only good news is that more than 30 dark wizards are held in the cages of the underground fortress to serve as sparring partners, which means that he does not need to cast spells on some wooden dummies stupidly, but can actually do it in a field. Improve yourself in battle...

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In the evening a week later, in the practice room of the underground fortress, a total of fifteen wizards stood in every corner of the room, showing a tendency of encirclement.

In the center, Ivan, who was surrounded by a group of wizards, didn't show any fear on his face. He just slowly pulled out the wand hidden in his sleeve and spoke casually.

"Let's start, or follow the old rules!"

"Oh~ I almost forgot that you don't have the memory of that time. In short, you don't accept surrender. You can encircle and attack at will. If you can defeat me, I will release you from the cage..."

Ivan simply said the rules of the battle, and then just stood in the middle and waited for them to do something.

The fifteen wizards present shook hands holding their magic wands, and they looked at Ivan with horror and despair.

Although they are crowded, none of them think they can win.

This is obviously not the first time for such a battle. Although they have no memory of previous battles, they are not stupid. These days, no wizard has been released at all. On the contrary, everyone was inexplicably wounded, and even a few were seriously injured and killed. .

If it had not been forbidden to surrender, they would have knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Reassure, I won't use my full strength, and I won't kill you. Since you don't plan to move first, let me start!" Ivan was a little impatient and raised his wand first.

At this moment ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Ivan suddenly stopped casting the spell, but a crimson light beam flew over from the side.

It was Avery who shot, his eyes were red, and he gnashed his teeth and yelled. "There is no way out if you are stuck here, we are fighting with this demon!"

"Confringo~! (Thunderbolt explosion

"Reducto~ (Bone to pieces

...

Under Avery's scolding, more and more wizards reacted, raising their wands, and magic beams shot out one after another, intertwined in mid-air into a large net, blocking all of Ivan. The escape route.

"That's right!" Ivan said happily, his body shape flashed and disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had instantly entered a dragonized state, with a punch on Avery's face. ...

With a strong punch, Avery was as if hit by a moving train, his body rolled and hit the wall behind him, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

And the big net made up of cursed beams also lost its target with Ivan's teleportation, hitting all corners of the room recklessly, causing a lot of chaos.

After solving Avery with a punch, Ivan's expression did not relax at all, taking advantage of the chaotic stall to uninterruptedly launch the next magic.

"ExpectoPatronum~ (Hushen guard

At the moment when the spell was recited, a large amount of white mist drifted from the top of the wand and gradually enveloped in this closed practice room.

This magical fog was developed by Ivan in a few days with reference to Voldemort's bloodline magic.

The only pity is that his white mist does not have the effect of disturbing the mind and absorbing vitality like the black mist. Its function is only to block the line of sight and weaken the perception.

However, these two points alone are enough to make Ivan unfavorable in the group battle. After all, as a spellcaster, he is completely immune to the influence of fog and can see everyone's positions.

The originally unified battlefield was quickly divided by the white fog. Ivan walked in the thick fog like an assassin, looking for the wizards who were alone, and first solving them.

After experiencing a brief chaos, the remaining wizards immediately reacted.

They gathered together in groups, working together to create a whirlwind, and the mist spreading in the practice room quickly became thinner and thinner.

"He's over there, one o'clock!" In the crowd, a sharp-eyed wizard noticed Ivan's figure through the thin mist and shouted.

The few people beside him launched a counterattack without hesitation, and several spell beams flew out.

It's a pity that for Ivan, who is always on the mind, the actions of these people are not a secret to him at all.

So Ivan dodged easily, several consecutive spells blasted a wizard into the air, and then rushed into the crowd with a dragonized state, like a tiger into a flock, three punches and two feet to stand forward. The two wizards kicked to the ground.

Screams and howls resounded in the practice room.

Since these sparring partners are all evil black wizards, Ivan has no psychological obstacles when he does his hands, and he plays very freely, using almost every bloodline magic to the extreme.

The entire battle lasted about half an hour, and when the white mist gradually dissipated, all the fifteen wizards had fallen to the ground.

Four were slightly injured, seven were seriously injured, one was turned into a statue, and three wizards needed rescue...

Ivan looked around, and after confirming the result of the battle, he drew out his wand and placed it on the wizards who needed to be rescued, using some simple healing magic to prevent the opponent from bleeding too much and die.

While healed, Ivan did not forget to use the Forgetting Mantra to erase the memories of these people.

As a cautious person, Ivan pays great attention to the leakage of personal information.

Because the bloodline magic he possesses is very special, such as Snake Eye, if the opponent does not know in advance, he will be hit 100%, but once he has preparedness, it is easy to find a way to deal with it.

Voldemort, who came to trouble last time, avoided looking at him all the way during that battle, so that he couldn't find the opportunity to use the magic eye at all.

So every time after playing in the practice range, Ivan would cast the Forgetting Curse to erase the memories of these people and avoid the leakage of some important information.

However, doing so will also cause some problems, that is, after these days of practice, one's own strength has slowly improved, but the wizards who are training partners have not made any progress. 16 Novel Network

"Forget it, try raising the number to twenty next time..." Ivan muttered to himself.

Since the quality is insufficient, it can only be collected by quantity.

He urgently needs enough pressure to break through his limits...

Of course, this is not to say that these dark wizards have a low level of magic.

The wizards who can be locked up by him either have life in their hands or are often cheated. They have not been beaten to death until now, which means that they have good survival and fighting abilities.

But the key is that these people usually fight on their own, without the tacit understanding as teammates, and occasionally get accidentally injured, which leads to greatly reduced combat power.

If these people can really unite and fight together, Ivan feels that even if he can defeat them, he will have to pay some price. The injury is certain.

After all, this was a frontal battle rather than a sneak attack. A few years ago, he was able to completely wipe out the black wizard who came to attack the magic shop. It all relied on the invisibility cloak borrowed from Harry and the many traps arranged in advance.

And now he can defeat these people directly!

This is the result of his fusion of blood and hard practice for two years...

It's just that this kind of strength is not enough compared to the ups and downs of the Demons. According to Dougt's description, the opponent even succeeded in fighting back under the siege and suppression of fifty wizards.

The battle a few days ago also impressed Ivan, even though the last hole cards were used, he couldn't completely end the opponent.

If you are suddenly attacked by fifty well-trained wizards, can you win it?

Thinking of this, Ivan's scalp numbs for a while, I am afraid it will be hard for him to retreat all over!

"It seems that the gap is quite big..." Ivan sighed helplessly.

In fact, when his magic power is abundant, the number of ordinary wizards is not a threat, but his bloodline mana consumption is too serious to maintain.

The most obvious is the battle just now. Don't let him fight easily, but he has maintained the white mist and dragon, which consumes more than a little bit of magic power.

Coupled with the frequent use of Bogut's transformation, and another werewolf wizard with his magic eyes in a flash, resulting in only one-fifth of the magic power in the body now.

"Magic...Magic!"

Ivan has a headache~www.mtlnovel.com~ Since he mastered the first bloodline magic, magic has been the biggest obstacle to his strength.

Although his current total amount of magic power is more than twice that of an average adult wizard, and he is in a period of rapid magic power growth at the age of fifteen, the magic power scale displayed in the system bar will increase every few days.

At this rate, even if no new blood is merged, when the growth of magic power at the age of 30 stops, he will have a total amount of magic power equal to ten times that of a normal wizard, which is enough for him to spend at will.

But the problem is that Voldemort is not a fool, and he is unlikely to be completely frightened by him. After Dumbledore's death, this guy will definitely try his best to test himself.

Once Voldemort finds that his strength is not as strong as it was originally shown, the war will restart.

There is not much time left for him...