Hogwarts Blood Wizard

"Just know it." Aysia nodded, and then curiously asked how Ivan resisted the probing eye.

"Occlumency, I found it in the school's forbidden book area." Ivan thought for a while, did not hide it, and said it directly.

Thanks to Dumbledore for this point, he used Dementia to help him master Occlumency skills several times, and it was because of habit that Ivan could react so quickly.

"Good job, it looks like you learned a lot of good things in it, you know I only dared to sneak into the restricted book zone in the second grade."

Aysia looked at Ivan with a look of admiration, and didn't reprimand him for violating the school rules at all, but just reminded him that he had some knowledge records in his heart, and don't try it lightly without full confidence.

Aysia's reaction was entirely within Ivan's expectation. In his memory, Aysia didn't care about the rules so much, but this behavior of encouraging him to go to the forbidden book zone to read the book really made Ivan ashamed...

Next, considering that Ivan had just been frightened, Aysia told Ivan some interesting things that happened in the school at the beginning, such as that she was almost caught by Filch when she went to the restricted book area for the first time.

Later, she tried her best to retaliate and hid Filch's cat, causing Filch to search for several days...

Or occasionally use the Fear Curse to tease those ghosts and little wizards of the same grade...

Ivan's gaze at Aysia became more and more weird as I listened, and suddenly remembered that when the school just started, the Sorting Hat seemed to tell him that someone had used the magic of the Fear Curse to make pranks, which caused Dumbledore a headache. ..

Unexpectedly, it was his mother Aisia...

Ivan echoed with each other, and then remembered the question he hadn't asked before.

"By the way, why didn't we just use Floo powder directly into the fireplace at home?"

"The fireplace at home was set by magic, I remember I told you." Aysia looked at Ivan suspiciously for a while.

"When did that happen, how could I always remember it?" Ivan shrugged and hurriedly searched for related memories in his mind.

Although Ivan has sorted out his memories through Occlumency, it was a person's life experience for a whole decade, and he couldn't remember everything clearly.

Sometimes I still have to think about it for a while.

It would be too wrong to say too much, Ivan then shut up the whole process and only looked around with his eyes.

If Diagon Alley is a bustling city street, Turnover Alley is somewhat similar to a slum, perhaps even more dangerous.

Because this is also a gathering place for dark wizards, and the Second Wizarding War has just ended ten years ago, there are many Death Eaters who escaped sanctions hiding here, and the rules of the Ministry of Magic can hardly be said to start in Knock Down Alley. What a great effect.

Just coming along, Ivan felt several malicious gazes, both bright and dark, but probably because of Aisia's side by his side, the owner of these gazes quickly closed his gaze back.

In about seven or eight minutes, Ivan finally saw the home in his memory, which was also a dark magic shop.Perhaps because it is relatively remote and the land price is relatively cheap, it looks very large and spacious.

Looking through the glass window, one can vaguely see many magic items on the shelves.

Different from the dark and terrifying Bojinbok store, Ivan found out that they were mostly small things like bracelets, necklaces, cards, etc., which looked the same as usual, but Ivan understood most of these things through memory. Blessed the trigger type evil curse.

The whole shop is divided into upper and lower floors. The first floor is where magic items are sold, the second floor is the living area, and there is a basement where Isiah makes or researches magic items.

"You take a break first, I'll go cook." Aysia led Ivan in and walked freely into the kitchen.

After Aisia left, Ivan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he had some time alone, searching for memories and chatting with Aisia with fear along the way, which made him a little physically and mentally exhausted.

Thinking that next, he will have to get along for a whole summer vacation, Ivan has a headache.

The clanging sounds in the kitchen sounded like a back kitchen in a hotel, attracting Ivan's attention.

After Ivan looked along the window, he found that Aysia was standing in the middle of the kitchen gently waving his wand, and a turkey that had been cleaned without hair consciously jumped onto the chopping board.

The knife hung on one side floated slowly. When passing by, cut a steak on the table neatly into several large pieces, and then began to process the turkey, and the various jars filled with seasoning were not idle. Then, the cooking wine was poured straight down and the turkey was soaked in a basin, and the steak was sprinkled with unknown seasoning and sent to the magical oven.

Ivan even saw that when the turkey was greased, the turkey actively turned its body over and raised its wings so that the brush can apply more oil to the underside of the wings, which will make it more fragrant when roasted. a little.

Seeing this scene, Ivan’s expression was very strange. After looking through his memory, I found out that it had been transformed into a magic kitchen by Esiah. The cooking process is basically the same as making assembly line products...

The things that were made were almost the same, and they were very fast. In the case that Esiah didn’t move much, a luxurious turkey meal soon came out...

Ivan wanted to say that the dishes made this way are soulless!

It's just that when Aysia brought the plate to the table, Ivan couldn't help but swallowed, because it seemed to be very fragrant...

However, Ivan was a little surprised that today's dinner was so rich. Even with the magic kitchen, Aysia rarely buys so many ingredients.

"This was originally for Christmas..." Aysia's dark purple eyes stared at him, his eyes a little bit resentful.

"Um... next semester, I will definitely be back next semester." Ivan said stammeringly, because he did release Aisia's pigeons on Halloween, and he didn't even send a letter back.

Ivan can imagine how Asiah prepared everything alone and then waited for him at the station.

Unexpectedly, even the ingredients have been kept...

Wait... Halloween?That seems to be a few months ago, right?

Ivan, who was eating a turkey meal, was stunned.

So how long has this turkey been kept?

"This chicken hasn't expired, right?" Ivan asked, turning his head to look at Aysia.