Hogwarts Blood Wizard

"Fluorescence blinking~"

As Ivan chanted the spell, the dazzling light penetrated the darkness and shone on the devil's net. These plants that were afraid of light and heat immediately recovered the vines that had stretched out.

The bottom was about four meters high. After Ivan made a simple judgment, he asked Harry, Ron, and Hermione to help him use the Levitation Charm to send Norway down.

Harry also hung the music box on the chain around Norway's neck to prevent it from waking up midway.

Norway is so big that even if four people use the Levitation Charm at the same time, they almost can't maintain it, and Norway almost wakes up halfway.

Fortunately, the music never stopped. After the last toss, everyone successfully sent Norway down, and the devil's net that had been dissipated before was also closed again during this time.

"But what about this trapdoor? And the emptiness here must arouse Secretary Fudge's suspicion." Hermione worried.

"Do you have any useless things on your body? I'll dress up here with Transfiguration Curse." Ivan sighed helplessly. He felt that he was almost becoming a professional finishing toucher, and Dumbledore didn't pay any more. Jin Jialong gave it to him.

After hearing this, the three of them rummaged in the pockets of the wizard's robes, but they really found a lot of small objects.

Ron dug out a bag of cocoa beans from his pocket, Harry followed with some golden gallons and silver sico, and Hermione found a few small wooden combs and round mirrors.

The total number is quite large, especially Ron's cocoa beans, which can have hundreds of them in a package.

It was obvious that the level of the Transformation Curse was too low, and Ivan directly refused their help, released and completed the arrangement himself.

"Well, it's not bad." After it was done, Ivan looked around and nodded in satisfaction.

"Is this a bit bad?" Harry looked at the hanging objects on the ceiling, suddenly scared.

"Follow it, I think Professor Dumbledore will have a way to explain it!" Ivan said with deep resentment. He was not the kind of person who wouldn't fight back after being cheated.

He was thinking of making Dumbledore more fun...

Ivan was a little disappointed, because they didn't have any big objects on them, and it might be impossible for him to make big news.

As Ivan cast the spell, from a distance, I heard Professor McGonagall's loud voice coming from a distance.

"The corridor on the fourth floor is nothing special. Adding a door is just to separate the space."

Now how to do?

Harry dared not speak, but hinted with his eyes.

Ivan also didn't expect the people from the Ministry of Magic to come so quickly. He thought Dumbledore would take Fudge around the school to buy them time.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall knew to remind them aloud.

"We can jump down. Below is the devil's net. We just don't resist." Hermione lowered her voice, pointed to the trapdoor, and then jumped down first.

She had seen that the vines of the Devil Net had reclosed, and there was no need to worry about falling to death with this as a buffer.

Harry and Ron also gritted their teeth and stomped their feet and jumped down. They could only pray that Norway was still sleeping underneath.

Ivan had no time to stop, and the three of them had already jumped off.

"Actually, I will use the phantom spell..." Ivan murmured silently, using the Transfiguration Curse on the trapdoor, and then entered the trapdoor before the Transformation Curse was completed.

As the trapdoor slowly closed and merged with the floor, the wooden door was pushed open, and Umbridge's disgusting voice was in the corridor.

"I don't think so, maybe there are secrets hidden in it."

Umbridge walked in with a smile on his face, and just turned his head, the empty corridor seemed to be triggered by something.

"Ah!!!" Umbridge sat down on the ground and let out a shrill cry.

McGonagall suddenly became nervous outside the door, and Dumbledore also thought that Umbridge had discovered Norway, and suddenly felt that he was miscalculating the transfer of Norway to a few children.

With a few little wizards, it is indeed impossible to transfer a three-headed dog in such a short period of time.

But after entering, Dumbledore realized that things were a little different from what he had imagined. Rows of ghost faces in the corridor were hung from the ceiling, making Dumbledore a little bit dumbfounded.

McGonagall was also taken aback for a while, and he posted inquiring eyes.

Dumbledore shook his head insignificantly, indicating that he didn't know it. It seemed that Ivan would surprise him differently every time.

"Albus, what the hell is going on?" Fudge looked at the hallway that looked like a haunted house with a wonderful expression on his face, looking at Dumbledore with a very strange look.

He had to wonder if Dumbledore was carrying some dangerous dark magic on his back. Even Fudge regretted coming to the fourth floor. Shouldn't he be silenced?

But taking a closer look at these ghost faces, Fudge discovered that these did not seem to be black magic items, but just ordinary masks.

Dumbledore pondered for a while. He didn't have any preparation for these arrangements of Ivan, but it was obvious that this little trick could not bother him.

However, within a few seconds, Dumbledore had a change of Alzheimer's, often forgetting the appearance of things, clapping his hands.

"Ah.. I remember. I asked Severus to buy them. I plan to use them on Halloween. If I didn't come and have a look, I would have forgotten them here."

Dumbledore said that he picked up a mask and put it on. It was a vampire mask with red paint sprayed on the corners of his mouth, which looked a bit like blood.

"It looks good, doesn't it?" Dumbledore said.

Severus?

The corners of Professor McGonagall's mouth twitched, and Dumbledore's reason was really casual. She didn't believe Snape would do such a thing.

Fudge picked up a mask from Faith and Doubt and looked at it. It was an exquisitely crafted ghost mask, which seemed to be made of mahogany, and there was nothing on the surface.

Umbridge also got up from the ground at this time. She was a little bit irrational by being ugly in public. She drew her wand out of anger and chanted spells to the ghost faces around her.

"Hurry up~"

A wave of magical power extended along the top of the wand in all directions, and the ghost face hanging in the air swayed and made a slight noise...