Ch 771-775
n the afternoon, in the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Umbridge looked at the "Defense Magic Theory" in his hand and spoke.
"Today, your class task is to read the ninth, tenth, and eleventh pages of the book five times, and then transcribe the relevant content of [Assessing Magic Defense in the Background of Actual Application]."
"In addition, when we are in class next week, I hope that each of you can recite fluently, do you understand?" Umbridge looked around at the crowd and added with a smile.
Gryffindor and the little wizards of Slytherin nodded unhappily, and opened the books in their hands one by one and began to read them weakly.
According to the arrangement of the previous courses, everyone can guess what they are going to do this school year, which is to recite the entire "Theory of Magical Defense" by heart.
This is obviously not in line with everyone's expectations for the Defence Against the Dark Arts class. Compared to the boring endorsement in the classroom every day, they expect to be able to wave their wands to practice magic or fight against dark creatures...
Ivan doesn't matter. As an exam-oriented student in his previous life, endorsement is what he is best at.
In addition, Umbridge appears to be a very disciplined person. As long as he pretends, he can get an excellent class evaluation and get a high grade point award.
This is why Umbridge is still standing here so far, not being sent to the St. Mungo Hospital for Magical Injuries because of a teaching accident.
In the quiet of reading, Hermione was uncharacteristically, raising her arm, looking like she was hesitant to talk.
Umbridge seemed to have not seen it. After talking about today's task, he sat down on the chair on the other side of the podium and supervised everyone to read the textbook with his eyes drooping like toads.
Hermione still didn't mean to give up, raising her arms higher and higher, as if fighting to the end.
Seeing this scene, Ivan shook his head helplessly.
The little wizards in the classroom also slowly noticed Hermione's abnormality, and turned their gazes one after another. The sound of reading one after another became weaker and weaker, and finally stopped completely.
Umbridge's endurance seemed to have reached its limit, so much that she had to get up from her chair, looked at Hermione and asked.
"Miss Granger, do you have any questions about the content of these two pages of the textbook, or is there something you don't understand?"
"No, what I'm trying to say is not about the book problem." Hermione stood up and replied.
"Then please sit down. It's class time." Umbridge pulled out a smile, showing the small, pointed teeth in his mouth. "If it is an issue that has nothing to do with the class, we can talk about it after class!"
"I have a question about the course goals of this year's Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Professor!" Hermione said straightforwardly. "I found that in your recent course arrangement, you have not mentioned anything related to learning defensive spells... I think this is extremely unreasonable!"
"Learning a defensive spell? Why do you think that?" Umbridge was taken aback, and looked at Hermione with a weird look. "You don't need to use defensive magic in my class. You don't think you will be attacked during class, do you? Miss Granger?"
"But what good is it for us to recite "Theory of Magical Defense" for a whole year? It's not very useful at all..." Hermione said loudly.
"It will allow you to successfully pass the O.W.L. exam, Miss Granger!" Umbridge interrupted Hermione's words, looked around the little wizards on the court, cleared his throat, and said again.
"Due to the frequent changes of Defence Against the Dark Arts class professors over the years, your courses have fallen behind a lot, and are far from the level of passing the O.W.L. exam, so you have to make up for the relevant knowledge..."
"But as far as I know, if you want to pass the O.W.L. exam, you still need to master nine protective spells, such as obstacle spells and disarming spells." Hermione stared at Umbridge tit-for-tat, without giving up.
"No, the content of the exam has changed since this year, Miss Granger." Umbridge said with a smile. "You only need to write the principles of these enchantments on paper, and submit a report of at least ten feet describing how to prevent wizards from misusing protective magic, and then I will assess whether you can pass the exam."
"Memorizing textbooks can't protect our safety!" Hermione said angrily.
"Under the protection of the Ministry of Magic, you don't need to worry about safety at all! What you need to worry about most now is how to pass the exam!" Umbridge said impatiently.
"What about Voldemort?" Harry shouted suddenly.
The classroom suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes turned to Harry.
"What did you say? Mr. Potter?" Umbridge didn't seem to hear Harry's words clearly.
"I said, we are not safe now. Voldemort was resurrected two months ago. He is now lurking in the dark with his Death Eaters waiting for opportunities. What we should consider most is not taking exams, but learning how to fight. !" Harry shouted loudly.
"Nonsense!" Umbridge said without hesitation. "As everyone knows, the mysterious man died eleven years ago..."
"But I saw him with my own eyes. On the night of the Goblet of Fire finals, I, Ivan, Professor Dumbledore, and Sirius had all confronted him! Besides Phoenix... there are many people who can testify! "Harry stared at Umbridge closely, speaking nonchalantly.
"Perhaps it was just a dream you had, Mr. Potter." Umbridge said unhurriedly. "In addition, Black is a fugitive from the Ministry of Magic, and his testimony is not enough to win the letter. As for Principal Dumbledore... the prophecy The daily newspaper said that he might be a little confused.
"Then how do you explain the dementor riots and the personnel riots in the Goblet of Fire?" Hermione questioned again.
"This is just a matter of personnel error, Miss Granger, the Ministry of Magic has issued an apology statement!" Umbridge said in a genuine manner.
Hermione didn't expect Umbridge to be so shameless. She was so angry that she didn't reply.
"Does anyone have any questions?" Umbridge asked triumphantly.
Seeing that Hermione and Harry were so angry, Ivan thought about it, and said in help. "Since the Ministry of Magic can't do everything, then we still need protective magic to protect ourselves, don't we?"
Umbridge moved his gaze to Ivan's body, his eyes became sharp, and he spoke in an official voice. "The Aurors involved in the incident have been punished, and the Ministry of Magic will learn from the lesson and provide you with the safest learning environment."
"In addition, I heard some time ago that there was a disorder in Knock Down Alley, and you and your mother happened to live there, right? Hals? The Ministry of Magic has recently received some very bad rumors, and someone has reported you. In Knockoff Alley..."
Umbridge's words became harsher, but before she could finish speaking, they were forcibly interrupted.
"You said that rumor? I seem to have heard of it..." Ivan had a slight sarcasm on his face. "Voldemort led the Death Eaters to attack Knockdown Alley, only to be beaten and fled... Did you mean this? I thought the Ministry of Magic would not believe this kind of gossip..."
Umbridge choked, and there was a burst of laughter in the classroom. Apparently many people had heard of this rumor.
"You know what I'm talking about, Hals!" Umbridge said gloomily. "The Ministry of Magic has sufficient evidence that your mother, Aisia Hals, participated in gathering crowds, creating riots, and selling dark magic items in violation of regulations..."
"The Ministry of Magic does not order magic items from a dark magic shop, Professor! But you have to say that you are really imaginative, maybe when did you dream of it?" Ivan said indifferently, ignoring Wu. Threat of Mrich.
He doesn't eat this set, there is evidence that the Ministry of Magic has already started it, and that would be **** with himself here.
The laughter in the classroom grew louder and louder. Umbridge looked back angrily. The little wizards all turned off, and the laughter stopped immediately.
"Gryffindor deducted twenty points!" Umbridge turned his head, looked at Ivan, and said word by word.
"What's the reason? Professor, is there anything I did wrong? I'm just answering your question. Does this violate the Hogwarts school rules?" Ivan asked with an innocent look.
The expression on Umbridge's face froze, but her smile soon returned to her face, turning her head to look at Hermione and Harry who were still standing still, and said lightly.
"Of course you didn't do anything wrong, Mr. Hals! The points were deducted by Miss Granger and Mr. Potter. They severely disrupted the classroom order and intended to cause panic!"
"I have said this before. It is forbidden to ask questions that are not related to the class during class. I hope you all can keep this in mind. Please raise your hand when you speak next time!"
"Especially you Hals! Someone told me that you often make loud noises in class without the consent of the professor, is that right?" Umbridge questioned.
"This is just a rumor, Professor! You should have your own judgment, and believe what you can't listen to." Ivan said calmly. "Furthermore, the professors of each subject will naturally deal with what happened in other subjects, so I won't spare you the trouble!"
"After all, you are only a teaching professor, not the dean of the college, and you have no right to interfere with other subjects, do you?" Ivan added.
"Okay, very good!" Umbridge was shaking with anger.
"Thank you for your compliment, professor!" Ivan nodded slightly. "You have just arrived, if you have any doubts about the school rules, you can always ask me."
Umbridge's entire face twisted together. She looked at Ivan coldly for a while, and then glanced at the little wizards who were watching the excitement. "What are you watching me doing? If anyone fails to complete the class task before get out of class ends, then I can only ask him to stay in the confinement room!"
The little wizards in the classroom shuddered together, quickly picked up the book on the table, turned to the corresponding page, and read aloud.
Umbridge suffocated, and while thinking about how to fix Ivan in his heart, he walked to the podium and leaned on a chair.
For some reason, while Umbridge was sitting down, the two stool legs at the back of the chair suddenly couldn't bear the weight and broke apart. Unprepared, Umbridge screamed and hit the floor with his head. , Rolled sideways in embarrassment before getting up.
"Who did it Stand up for me!" Umbridge completely lost his former calm, shouting disheveled.
The little wizards at the scene covered their faces with books one by one, suffocating their smiles very hard, and Seamus even couldn't help laughing.
Umbridge pulled out his wand angrily, and wanted to step forward to question the wizards sitting in the front row, but perhaps her luck was too bad, and she stepped on the broken stool leg without taking a few steps. He fell to the ground and didn't get up for a long while.
Seeing Umbridge's misfortune, Ivan shook his head pityingly.
Reaching out, a few flies-sized insects with ferocious mouthparts landed on Ivan's palm, and then twisted back into small paper **** with some sawdust...
Sure enough, you still need to use protective magic in the classroom, otherwise it's easy to stumble..
In the afternoon, in the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Umbridge looked at the "Defense Magic Theory" in his hand and spoke.
"Today, your class task is to read the ninth, tenth, and eleventh pages of the book five times, and then transcribe the relevant content of [Assessing Magic Defense in the Background of Actual Application]."
"In addition, when we are in class next week, I hope that each of you can recite fluently, do you understand?" Umbridge looked around at the crowd and added with a smile.
Gryffindor and the little wizards of Slytherin nodded unhappily, and opened the books in their hands one by one and began to read them weakly.
According to the arrangement of the previous courses, everyone can guess what they are going to do this school year, which is to recite the entire "Theory of Magical Defense" by heart.
This is obviously not in line with everyone's expectations for the Defence Against the Dark Arts class. Compared to the boring endorsement in the classroom every day, they expect to be able to wave their wands to practice magic or fight against dark creatures...
Ivan doesn't matter. As an exam-oriented student in his previous life, endorsement is what he is best at.
In addition, Umbridge appears to be a very disciplined person. As long as he pretends, he can get an excellent class evaluation and get a high grade point award.
This is why Umbridge is still standing here so far, not being sent to the St. Mungo Hospital for Magical Injuries because of a teaching accident.
In the quiet of reading, Hermione was uncharacteristically, raising her arm, looking like she was hesitant to talk.
Umbridge seemed to have not seen it. After talking about today's task, he sat down on the chair on the other side of the podium and supervised everyone to read the textbook with his eyes drooping like toads.
Hermione still didn't mean to give up, raising her arms higher and higher, as if fighting to the end.
Seeing this scene, Ivan shook his head helplessly.
The little wizards in the classroom also slowly noticed Hermione's abnormality, and turned their gazes one after another. The sound of reading one after another became weaker and weaker, and finally stopped completely.
Umbridge's endurance seemed to have reached its limit, so much that she had to get up from her chair, looked at Hermione and asked.
"Miss Granger, do you have any questions about the content of these two pages of the textbook, or is there something you don't understand?"
"No, what I'm trying to say is not about the book problem." Hermione stood up and replied.
"Then please sit down. It's class time." Umbridge pulled out a smile, showing the small, pointed teeth in his mouth. "If it is an issue that has nothing to do with the class, we can talk about it after class!"
"I have a question about the course goals of this year's Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Professor!" Hermione said straightforwardly. "I found that in your recent course arrangement, you have not mentioned anything related to learning defensive spells... I think this is extremely unreasonable!"
"Learning a defensive spell? Why do you think that?" Umbridge was taken aback, and looked at Hermione with a weird look. "You don't need to use defensive magic in my class. You don't think you will be attacked during class, do you? Miss Granger?"
"But what good is it for us to recite "Theory of Magical Defense" for a whole year? It's not very useful at all..." Hermione said loudly.
"It will allow you to successfully pass the O.W.L. exam, Miss Granger!" Umbridge interrupted Hermione's words, looked around the little wizards on the court, cleared his throat, and said again.
"Due to the frequent changes of Defence Against the Dark Arts class professors over the years, your courses have fallen behind a lot, and are far from the level of passing the O.W.L. exam, so you have to make up for the relevant knowledge..."
"But as far as I know, if you want to pass the O.W.L. exam, you still need to master nine protective spells, such as obstacle spells and disarming spells." Hermione stared at Umbridge tit-for-tat, without giving up.
"No, the content of the exam has changed since this year, Miss Granger." Umbridge said with a smile. "You only need to write the principles of these enchantments on paper, and submit a report of at least ten feet describing how to prevent wizards from misusing protective magic, and then I will assess whether you can pass the exam."
"Memorizing textbooks can't protect our safety!" Hermione said angrily.
"Under the protection of the Ministry of Magic, you don't need to worry about safety at all! What you need to worry about most now is how to pass the exam!" Umbridge said impatiently.
"What about Voldemort?" Harry shouted suddenly.
The classroom suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes turned to Harry.
"What did you say? Mr. Potter?" Umbridge didn't seem to hear Harry's words clearly.
"I said, we are not safe now. Voldemort was resurrected two months ago. He is now lurking in the dark with his Death Eaters waiting for opportunities. What we should consider most is not taking exams, but learning how to fight. !" Harry shouted loudly.
"Nonsense!" Umbridge said without hesitation. "As everyone knows, the mysterious man died eleven years ago..."
"But I saw him with my own eyes. On the night of the Goblet of Fire finals, I, Ivan, Professor Dumbledore, and Sirius had all confronted him! Besides Phoenix... there are many people who can testify! "Harry stared at Umbridge closely, speaking nonchalantly.
"Perhaps it was just a dream you had, Mr. Potter." Umbridge said unhurriedly. "In addition, Black is a fugitive from the Ministry of Magic, and his testimony is not enough to win the letter. As for Principal Dumbledore... the prophecy The daily newspaper said that he might be a little confused.
"Then how do you explain the dementor riots and the personnel riots in the Goblet of Fire?" Hermione questioned again.
"This is just a matter of personnel error, Miss Granger, the Ministry of Magic has issued an apology statement!" Umbridge said in a genuine manner.
Hermione didn't expect Umbridge to be so shameless. She was so angry that she didn't reply.
"Does anyone have any questions?" Umbridge asked triumphantly.
Seeing that Hermione and Harry were so angry, Ivan thought about it, and said in help. "Since the Ministry of Magic can't do everything, then we still need protective magic to protect ourselves, don't we?"
Umbridge moved his gaze to Ivan's body, his eyes became sharp, and he spoke in an official voice. "The Aurors involved in the incident have been punished, and the Ministry of Magic will learn from the lesson and provide you with the safest learning environment."
"In addition, I heard some time ago that there was a disorder in Knock Down Alley, and you and your mother happened to live there, right? Hals? The Ministry of Magic has recently received some very bad rumors, and someone has reported you. In Knockoff Alley..."
Umbridge's words became harsher, but before she could finish speaking, they were forcibly interrupted.
"You said that rumor? I seem to have heard of it..." Ivan had a slight sarcasm on his face. "Voldemort led the Death Eaters to attack Knockdown Alley, only to be beaten and fled... Did you mean this? I thought the Ministry of Magic would not believe this kind of gossip..."
Umbridge choked, and there was a burst of laughter in the classroom. Apparently many people had heard of this rumor.
"You know what I'm talking about, Hals!" Umbridge said gloomily. "The Ministry of Magic has sufficient evidence that your mother, Aisia Hals, participated in gathering crowds, creating riots, and selling dark magic items in violation of regulations..."
"The Ministry of Magic does not order magic items from a dark magic shop, Professor! But you have to say that you are really imaginative, maybe when did you dream of it?" Ivan said indifferently, ignoring Wu. Threat of Mrich.
He doesn't eat this set, there is evidence that the Ministry of Magic has already started it, and that would be **** with himself here.
The laughter in the classroom grew louder and louder. Umbridge looked back angrily. The little wizards all turned off, and the laughter stopped immediately.
"Gryffindor deducted twenty points!" Umbridge turned his head, looked at Ivan, and said word by word.
"What's the reason? Professor, is there anything I did wrong? I'm just answering your question. Does this violate the Hogwarts school rules?" Ivan asked with an innocent look.
The expression on Umbridge's face froze, but her smile soon returned to her face, turning her head to look at Hermione and Harry who were still standing still, and said lightly.
"Of course you didn't do anything wrong, Mr. Hals! The points were deducted by Miss Granger and Mr. Potter. They severely disrupted the classroom order and intended to cause panic!"
"I have said this before. It is forbidden to ask questions that are not related to the class during class. I hope you all can keep this in mind. Please raise your hand when you speak next time!"
"Especially you Hals! Someone told me that you often make loud noises in class without the consent of the professor, is that right?" Umbridge questioned.
"This is just a rumor, Professor! You should have your own judgment, and believe what you can't listen to." Ivan said calmly. "Furthermore, the professors of each subject will naturally deal with what happened in other subjects, so I won't spare you the trouble!"
"After all, you are only a teaching professor, not the dean of the college, and you have no right to interfere with other subjects, do you?" Ivan added.
"Okay, very good!" Umbridge was shaking with anger.
"Thank you for your compliment, professor!" Ivan nodded slightly. "You have just arrived, if you have any doubts about the school rules, you can always ask me."
Umbridge's entire face twisted together. She looked at Ivan coldly for a while, and then glanced at the little wizards who were watching the excitement. "What are you watching me doing? If anyone fails to complete the class task before get out of class ends, then I can only ask him to stay in the confinement room!"
The little wizards in the classroom shuddered together, quickly picked up the book on the table, turned to the corresponding page, and read aloud.
Umbridge suffocated, and while thinking about how to fix Ivan in his heart, he walked to the podium and leaned on a chair.
For some reason, while Umbridge was sitting down, the two stool legs at the back of the chair suddenly couldn't bear the weight and broke apart. Unprepared, Umbridge screamed and hit the floor with his head. , Rolled sideways in embarrassment before getting up.
"Who did it~www.mtlnovel.com~ Stand up for me!" Umbridge completely lost his former calm, shouting disheveled.
The little wizards at the scene covered their faces with books one by one, suffocating their smiles very hard, and Seamus even couldn't help laughing.
Umbridge pulled out his wand angrily, and wanted to step forward to question the wizards sitting in the front row, but perhaps her luck was too bad, and she stepped on the broken stool leg without taking a few steps. He fell to the ground and didn't get up for a long while.
Seeing Umbridge's misfortune, Ivan shook his head pityingly.
Reaching out, a few flies-sized insects with ferocious mouthparts landed on Ivan's palm, and then twisted back into small paper **** with some sawdust...
Sure enough, you still need to use protective magic in the classroom, otherwise it's easy to stumble.
"Who did it?! Get out of me!" Umbridge got up from the ground with a swollen nose, holding his wand, his mouth let out a roar of resentment, and his eyes kept scanning the classroom, wanting to find Out of the one who teased himself.
However, she didn't doubt that Ivan was on the body. After all, Ivan was sitting very back, and there should be no chance to cast a spell.
It is the students sitting in the front row that are most likely to work on this chair.
Umbridge's embarrassed look made the little wizards who had been holding back laugh.
For a while, the classroom was full of joyful breath.
"No laugh...No laugh!" Umbridge rebuked loudly.
However, no one listened to her. Everyone laughed happily. The little wizards of the two colleges were rarely seen enjoying themselves.
Umbridge's face was distorted and a little scary, and annoyed, he ordered everyone present to copy the school rules fifty times. Then, amidst louder laughter, he left the classroom embarrassed and went to the school hospital to deal with his injuries.
The afternoon's Defence Against the Dark Arts class ended so early,
The classroom was very noisy, and the little wizards were talking about Umbridge's embarrassed appearance during class. Many people even regarded Ivan, Hermione, and Harry who were hard-faced with Umbridge as heroes.
Ron also fought with You Rongyan. He said loudly that he wanted to stand up and compete with Umbridge, but he hadn't figured out what to say...
After teasing Umbridge with a seven-level transfiguration technique, Ivan was in a very comfortable mood. While packing his books, he was thinking of the night's actions in his mind.
Hermione was very curious about how the chair Umbridge was sitting on suddenly broke, plus the swollen nose that happened to step on the leg of the chair afterwards. This is no coincidence that can be described...
In the impression of the little witch, only Ivan was the only one who could do this without telling everyone.
Facing Hermione's question, Ivan glanced at Harry and Ron beside him, then shook his head decisively, and said nonsense.
"Maybe it's just that Professor Umbridge's luck is not so good? Don't forget, every Defence Against the Dark Arts class professor is very unlucky. So far no professor has been able to stay for a full year..."
Hermione was dubious, but didn't ask any more questions.
Harry and Ron didn't care if it was a coincidence. In short, they were very happy to see Umbridge's luck.
...
Late at night, over Hogwarts Castle, an owl flapped its wings and flew towards the Ravenclaw Tower.
"Fortunately, I seem to be lucky!" After wandering around, Ivan quickly found an open window, got in directly from there, and changed into a human form again.
The tower at night is very quiet, with blue and bronze silk hanging on the elegant arched windows all around, slowly fluttering under the breeze.
The white marble bust of Rowena Ravenclaw was placed in the niche opposite the door. What made Ivan even more pleased was that the target he was looking for stood there, looking at the gorgeous The statue is ecstatic.
"Hello, Ms. Gray..." Ivan stepped forward and said hello.
"Who?" The sudden sound from the tower seemed to disturb Helena who was floating. She quickly turned around and stared at Ivan who came out of the darkness with a scrutinizing gaze. Questioned.
"You shouldn't be a Ravenclaw student? It's so late, what do you do to sneak into the tower?"
"You take the liberty to excuse me, I'm here to look for you specially." Ivan's face was just right with a bit of apology, and he bowed slightly.
"Find me?" Helena looked a little surprised, but there was a little sarcasm in her tone.
"Yes, Ms. Gray." Ivan nodded, then continued. "I am very interested in this thousand-year-old castle and its history. I happened to find some clues left by the founders in my previous exploration, but there are still many things I don't understand, so I have some questions. you."
Fearing that Helena suspected that she was planning a wrongdoing, Ivan did not say that she was looking for the magic storage room as soon as she came up. She was ready to make a step-by-step approach, close the relationship, and then find clues through clues.
However, Ivan soon found out that she had miscalculated. Helena didn't seem to be very interested in the topic of the founder, and she drifted aside lightly, saying a little impatiently.
"I'm just a ghost, I can't help you, you should go find someone else..."
"Please don't say that, Ms. Helena, if even Ravenclaw's daughter doesn't know much about this castle, then I can't think of anyone else to ask..." Ivan decisively took out the first A assassin's skill, revealing the identity of Helena.
"Do you know who I am? From whom did you hear it?" Helena's expression finally changed, she squinted her eyes and asked.
"Of course I guessed it myself." Ivan laughed, "After all, the time is not right..."
"Time?" Helena asked puzzledly.
The corners of Ivan's mouth raised slightly. Knowing that he had successfully aroused Helena's interest, he cleared his throat and spoke again.
"Although you don't know why you want to pretend to be someone else, Ms. Jane Gray, the first deposed queen of England, was born in the 16th century, and you were in this castle before that. Is there, isn't it?"
"And I asked the ghosts in the school, and I heard some news about you from them..." Ivan said deliberately very vaguely, so as not to wear help.
Helena was silent for a while~www.mtlnovel.com~ Finally, she sighed and said quietly. "Smart boy! Come on, what do you want to know?"
"I'm very interested in the history of Hogwarts, and I found Slytherin by accident..." Ivan gushed, but this time before he could finish, he was caught by the sea. Lena interrupted.
"again..."
Helena's tone became a little sharp.
"What?" Ivan was stunned.
"Don't try to fool me..." Helena floated all the way to Ivan's, got close to her body, stared at him, and said in disgust. "You came to me specially, maybe not to hear those boring history?"
Ivan was a little surprised how he put on a gang, why Helena could be so sure, but now is not the time to think about it.
Ivan racked his brains thinking about how to break the game now, Helena on the side looked at him and sighed.
"Sure enough, beautiful boys are very deceptive..."
You may not know that a few decades ago, there was a wizard as old as you who sneaked into the tower one night and asked me similar questions..." Helena said in a erratic tone. .
Ivan immediately guessed who Helena was talking about and cursed inwardly.
Damn Tom, actually blocked the way he wanted to go!
Ivan silently wrote a note to Voldemort, but the expression on his face remained unchanged, and he pretended to be confused and said. "I know what you mean too..."
"Are you here for Ravenclaw's crown?" Helena spoke contemptuously at Ivan, who was pretending to be stupid. "Actually you are not the first student to covet the crown..."
"No, Ms. Helena, I think you have misunderstood!" Ivan shook his head.
"Don't admit it? Huh, then it seems that we have nothing to talk about..." Helena said with a sneer, before turning around and leaving.
At this moment, Ivan's voice came over again.
"Ravenclaw's crown was destroyed a few years ago. What am I looking for?"
Helena's body stopped for a while before she turned her head abruptly, staring at Ivan, and asked in astonishment. "What are you talking about? The crown is damaged?"
"Have you not heard? This is something that happened three years ago, and it has something to do with Tom Riddle..." Ivan pretended to be surprised, and after a deliberate pause, he spoke again.
"He defiled the relics of the founders, made Ravenclaw's crown into a Horcrux, and caused a riot in Hogwarts. It took me a lot of work to deal with this trouble. "
Helena looked at Ivan suspiciously, but when he heard him mention Tom Riddle and Horcrux, she didn't directly question it.
"So you are interested in hearing my story? Ms. Helena?" Ivan snapped his fingers softly, and a flame rose out of the air from the dry fireplace, dispelling the midnight cold wind.
Helena was slightly surprised by the use of a wandless spell, she was silent for a while, and then asked. "Can you tell me what is your name?"
"Ivan Hals!" Ivan bowed slightly and said.
...
After dispelling Helena's doubts, Ivan would go to the Ravenclaw Tower every night to meet with Miss Ghost in the next few days.
But what made Ivan feel a little helpless was that Helena was still very cautious. For this reason, he had to knock on the side and try to lean the topic into the magic storage room as much as possible.
"You mean that the four founders were all involved in the transformation of this castle?" Ivan couldn't help asking the night five days later, after listening to Helena telling the story about a thousand years ago.
"Yes, but most of it was done by Slytherin and my mother." Helena said in a erratic tone.
Ivan nodded, not surprisingly.
According to Helena, Roina Ravenclaw is very proficient in alchemy, and Salazar Slytherin is the owner of this castle, so they will naturally be responsible for the transformation.
It seems that her previous guess is not wrong, Helena is very likely to know the clue of the magic storage room.
"You are such a special person, Hals!"
While Ivan was thinking about it, Helena suddenly floated beside him, muttering to herself softly. "It's not like a Gryffindor at all."
"In fact, many people have said so, and I also think I might be more suitable for Ravenclaw College." Ivan shrugged, if it weren't for the memory of the original, he would probably miss Gryffindor.
"No, you don't look like a Ravenclaw..." Helena said ethereally.
"Why?" Ivan is very strange. He thinks that he is shrewd, loves learning, and has a strong desire for knowledge. He should be in line with Ravenclaw's admissions standards.
"There is no reason, it just doesn't look like... if you insist on saying something, it's intuition!" Helena smiled happily.
Ivan's face turned black, only when the ghost was making fun of himself, he shook his head helplessly, and asked again. "By the way, Helena, why did you tell Tom about the whereabouts of the crown?"
After these days of contact, Ivan found that this ghost lady was not easy to fool, not as good as he expected.
Or maybe after being deceived by Tom, you learned to behave?
"Tom...different from the others, he is very likable and empathetic...compassionate...for a thousand years, no one has been like him...understand me." Helena sighed . "And he promised me to come back with my mother's crown..."
"Well, that's not wrong. Tom did bring the crown back, but put it in the responsive room..." Ivan spit out, and to some extent Voldemort didn't lie.
"Huh..." Helena snorted slightly, a little unhappy, but when she thought of being deceived by Tom Riddle, her mood became more and more depressed, and she sighed quietly. "I regarded Tom as a friend who can make a heart-to-heart, but he deceived me. I told him the location of the responsive house..."
"No wonder," Ivan muttered to himself.
The location of the Room of Requirement is very secretive. Even Dumbledore was able to enter it because of an accident. He had always wondered how Voldemort learned of the House of Requirement, but now he realized that it was from Helena. if.
Of course, compared to this, Ivan is more curious about the operating principle of the House of Request, and being able to realize the magical place in his mind is really beyond his understanding.
Helena also didn't mean to hide it~www.mtlnovel.com~ quickly explained. "The House of All Requests is a miracle created by my mother, Rowena Ravenclaw, who combined alchemy with the huge magic power of the entire castle!"
"The magic of the entire castle?" Ivan was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized something.
Helena did not notice the change in Ivan's expression, but continued to speak.
"On weekdays, this castle will store the magic power consumed by your daily divergence, or practice magic, for the operation of secret passages, spiral stairs, and various protective spells.
But as the number of students increased, the remaining magic power became more and more impressive, so my mother took advantage of the trend to create a room for all requests...
Of course, the magic power stored at that time was no better than it is now, and it could not be responsive to requests, just as a research room. "
Listening to Helena's words, Ivan was stunned, that is to say, the so-called magic storage room is a room for requests!
He didn't think that what he wanted to find was always under his nose, and he hadn't realized it at all for more than four years.
Helena felt that something was wrong, and Ivan suppressed the excitement in his heart and continued to talk, trying to hear more clues.
It was like this until the early hours of the morning, and Ivan said goodbye to Ms. Ghost as usual.
"Halse, I want to ask you to do me a favor, okay?" Helena said suddenly.
"Of course there is no problem, are we friends?" Ivan nodded, and Helena told him the location of the magic power storage room. Now he naturally won't refuse the request.
"I hope you can bring my mother's crown..." Helena said hesitantly.
"Okay, I'll get it for you as soon as possible... But I can't find Dumbledore recently. The crown should still be with him. Besides, this thing is broken..."
Having said that, Ivan looked at Helena with hesitation. If he didn't make a mistake, as a ghost, Helena could not pick up or touch the real thing.
"I just want to look at it one last time..." Helena said quietly.
After thinking about what happened to Helena during her lifetime, Ivan understood a bit, and looked at the ghost lady sympathetically, and then turned into an owl and flew out from the wide open window.
At this time, the sky was already bright, and the first sunlight in the morning broke through the darkness and sprinkled on the earth.
Ivan stayed up all night but was still full of energy. He didn't mean to return to the dormitory at all. Instead, he rushed to the eighth floor in a hurry, walked back and forth three times across the huge tapestry, and muttered in his heart.
[I need to enter the magic storage room at Hogwarts. ]
When Ivan opened his eyes again, a door appeared out of thin air on the flat wall.
"Just a response..." Ivan breathed a sigh of relief, which proved that it is feasible to enter the magic storage room directly through the responsive room.
However, in such an important place, the ten have some obstacles, such as statue guards, so that no one can accidentally destroy the power system of the entire castle.
So before opening the door, Ivan drew out his wand, ready to respond to possible attacks.
Inside the door is a boxy space, all around it is pitch black, it looks a little crippled.
Ivan walked in without fear, waved his wand and illuminated it with a powerful light spell.
The dots of fluorescence gradually dissipated the deep darkness, but beyond Ivan's expectation, there was only a quaint bronze door in the entire space, which looked very similar to the one in Ravenclaw's lounge. There is an eagle-shaped knocker on the door handle.
Is there another door inside the door?
What kind of protection is this?
Ivan was a little confused, because the bronze knocker on it gave him a familiar feeling.
You won't let yourself answer the questions, right?
Ivan walked to the door anxiously, and as expected, the bronze eagle slowly asked.
[Excuse me...what is the nature of magic? ]
Ivan was silent for a while, his face darkened a bit scary, and only the mechanical sound of the bronze eagle reverberated in the square space.
After a while, Ivan suddenly raised his magic wand and gestured on the door, but finally let it go and decided to give the knocker a chance!
"Change another question!" Ivan said calmly.
However, the rigid bronze eagle spoke again.
[Excuse me...what is the nature of magic? ]
"Well, since you want to know so much, then I'll tell you that the essence of magic is--" Ivan raised his wand expressionlessly, and a scorching flame slowly emerged.
"Confringo! (Thunderbolt explosion
The flame swelled in the wind and turned into a large fireball several meters high and quickly hit the bronze door. The next moment, a huge roar sounded, and the hot sea of fire enveloped the entire space.
After a full minute, the flames in the sky were gradually dissipating, and the bronze door was still repeating the question unscathed.
"So hard?" Ivan couldn't help but stunned. After a few steps closer and closer inspection, he found some clues.
A large amount of protective magic was burned on the door, otherwise it would never be possible to block one of his thunderbolt explosions.
As for the forced attack, it's not impossible. Ivan estimates that four or five hours of frantic attacks should be almost the same, but in that case the magic power stored in the responsive house will be completely emptied, because it is the castle that maintains the protection magic. The magic that has been stored for thousands of years.
"Roina Ravenclaw, you really have a problem for me..." Ivan stared at the bronze door in front of him with a headache, and sighed helplessly.
He finally mastered those complicated alchemy arrays, and spent time and effort to brush Helena's favor. He thought that he would be foolproof and could immediately make the Philosopher's Stone, but was blocked by a door.
...
Ivan, who had been making trouble for the whole morning, returned without success and had to go to the auditorium to enjoy today's breakfast in disgrace.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione had already sat at the long table at Gryffindor, and when they saw Ivan coming in from the hall, Hermione hurriedly said hello.
"Ivan, here!"
Ron was curiously asking where Ivan went in the morning.
"Find a place to practice magic..." Ivan quickly stepped forward and sat down in the empty seat, and replied casually.
Practice magic?
Harry and Ron looked at each other, working harder than someone who is more talented than you, and they suddenly felt that the pie in their hands was not fragrant.
Hermione also looked at Ivan with admiration, and immediately decided that she would have to work harder in the future.
Just as a few people were thinking about things silently, a letter-delivery owl flew in from outside, hovered and threw a newspaper in front of Ivan and the others.
"It's the new issue of the Daily Prophet!" Hermione picked up the newspaper for the first time~www.mtlnovel.com~ and glanced at it, the expression on her face became more and more serious.
"Look at it all, we are about to have trouble soon!" Hermione said angrily, unfolding the newspaper and putting it in the middle.
On the cover is a half-length photo of Dolores Umbridge. She is smiling and blinking at them. The title below is very conspicuous, making Harry and Ron take a breath. Cool air.
[The Ministry of Magic seeks educational reform, and Dolores Umbridge is appointed as the first senior investigator! ]
Ivan had expected it a long time ago and was not surprised. After browsing the content quickly, he made a general summary.
The Ministry of Magic recently passed a decree called "Education Order No. 22", allowing Minister Fudge to directly interfere with the appointment and removal of Hogwarts staff.
At the same time, Fudge also added a position called Senior Investigator out of thin air in Hogwarts, which will be concurrently held by Umbridge, a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.
This means that the Ministry of Magic is about to take action on Hogwarts!
"Fudge...Umbridge..." Holding the Daily Prophet, Ivan sneered.
Now that the threat posed by Voldemort is imminent, the Ministry of Magic, the official agency of the magical world, has repeatedly added chaos to him.
Such behavior has touched Ivan's bottom line!
He was not Dumbledore, he would care about the rules and regulations, taking into account the so-called procedural justice, and waste time and effort wrangling with a bunch of fools who could pinch to death.
If the Ministry of Magic's actions did not meet his wishes, then he didn't mind correcting it personally.
As for how to deal with Fudge, Ivan hasn't thought about it these days, and he has made a preliminary plan!
If it can go on smoothly, he can clean the Ministry of Magic as the savior, replace most of the officials who do not work for himself, calculate Voldemort by the way, and throw all the pots to the other party.
Of course, the current plan is still very imperfect, and there are many problems to be solved, the most important of which is to make a magic stone to make up for your shortcomings!
Regardless of the power and influence he has now is very impressive, it is not a problem to explode the Ministry of Magic, but once they do this, they will completely turn from the dark to the light, and they will encounter both the righteous men and the Death Eaters. s attack!
After all, the Ministry of Magic is an official institution, and it has a high status in the hearts of ordinary people. Even ruthless people like Voldemort dare not directly replace it. They can only choose to use the Imperius Curse to control the Minister of Magic.
Therefore, in addition to being crushed by strength, it is better to have a reason to "liberate" the Ministry of Magic without causing public disgust...
When Ivan was thinking about it, Harry and Ron who were reading the newspaper were furious.
"It seems you are right, Hermione, the Ministry of Magic is going to interfere with Hogwarts, what should we do now?" Harry said sadly.
Umbridge was annoying enough to be a professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts. Now he was a senior investigator and had the right to censor other professors. Harry couldn't imagine how sad the days in the future would be.
"What else? We can't do anything..." Hermione sighed.
"Don't worry so much, look at it, the professors are not so easy to deal with. If she goes to review Snape, Snape will give her a curse!" Ron didn't panic at all, and said swearingly. With.
Harry thought about the appearance of Snape and Umbridge tit-for-tat in his mind, and his mood suddenly improved.
Listening to the conversation between the two, Hermione rolled her eyes. There are other professors in the school besides Snape. What do they do?
While the three of them were thinking about it, Ivan was still looking at the newspaper, except for the headline news on the front page, other content was also very interesting.
For example, one of the reports mentioned that in the past two months, the Ministry of Magic held three meetings to discuss the reform of Hogwarts, but Dumbledore never came forward, which made many lawmakers very dissatisfied.
It can be said that "Education Order No. 22" was passed so quickly, which has a lot to do with how long Dumbled was not seen.
"Where is Dumbledore?" Ivan muttered to himself, touching his chin.
It has been more than a month since school started, but Dumbledore only came out to say a few words when he was welcoming the new students. At other times, he was not seen at all. It was really strange that the Ministry of Magic did not even go to meetings with him.
Could it be that the strength of the night was completely pretended to be seen by others, with the intention of deterring those who are restless. In fact, Dumbledore is not good enough now?
Ivan thinks it is very possible, otherwise he can't explain this weird situation.
It's just that this deterrence obviously won't last long, as long as Umbridge keeps on testing, sooner or later he will wear it out.
Several people ate breakfast anxiously, and then went to the curse classroom together.
Not long after, Ivan saw Flitwick walking in from the door with a dark face, and Umbridge was with him!
The new investigator held a writing board in his hand. After entering the door, he picked up a chair and sat down in the corner of the classroom, writing and drawing on it from time to time, with a very focused appearance.
Ivan, who has read the newspaper, naturally understands that Umbridge is evaluating Flitwick's course to determine whether it meets the standards of the Ministry of Magic.
There was an extra person in the classroom out of thin air, which made Flitwick somewhat uncomfortable, but he still ignored the existence of Umbridge as much as possible and taught as usual.
The only difference is that the actual practice step is omitted in the class, which makes the whole class a bit boring.
For this, Flitwick was very helpless, because Umbridge had already talked to him before, and the Ministry of Magic only allowed Hogwarts students to learn safe and harmless magic.
And those spells with a certain offensiveness will be taught in the form of theory classes, the reason is to avoid some magic accidents that no one wants to see.
A curse class ended quickly. After Flitwick walked out of the classroom, Umbridge put down his pen, grabbed a few students who were about to leave, and asked questions about what the course suggested.
Ivan did not stay in the classroom for a long time. After class, he went straight to the library to search for materials related to magic, hoping to answer the bronze eagle's question as soon as possible.
...
A week passed in a flash. Except for daily classes, Ivan spent most of his energy on checking information.
Occasionally, I will spare some time to go to the Ravenclaw tower at midnight and chat with Miss Ghost about life.
He wasn't the scumbag Tom, he left others aside after asking what he wanted.
As a responsible wizard ~www.mtlnovel.com~, even if he really wants to disappear from the other side's sight forever, Ivan will give a perfect reason so as not to add obstacles to the students.
However, Ivan was a little disappointed that in the past thousand years, no wizard seems to have seriously explored the essence of magic. In most documents, magic is just like the hands and feet that the wizard is born with, no matter how normal But something.
During this period of time, Umbridge was very active, frequenting classrooms of various subjects and pointing fingers at the professors.
Ivan keenly noticed that the Hogwarts professors and most of the students' attitude towards Umbridge was getting worse.
Obviously Umbridge's usual arrogant, arrogant, and superior attitude is very unpopular.
This kind of situation is undoubtedly what Ivan would like to see. The senior investigator now seems awe-inspiring, but in fact the most important thing is missing.
Someone who didn't know thought she was an undercover agent sent to the Ministry of Magic to discredit the Ministry.
Ivan believes that as long as appropriate firewood and fire are added, the reputation of the Ministry of Magic in this school will drop to the bottom...