Hogwarts Blood Wizard

Where is this?

Hermione blinked, and there was darkness all around, and the space still had a strange smell of potion.

The sleepy little witch almost thought she was still dreaming.

Then the memory gradually flooded, and a scream that pierced the eardrum suddenly resounded in the empty classroom.

The next moment, the dazzling lights came on, and the dim classroom became bright for a while, and Hermione closed her eyes subconsciously, and hurriedly pulled the quilt to curl up on the corner of the bed.

"Hermione, did you sleep well?"

A familiar voice sounded from the side, Hermione opened her eyes again, and found Ivan sitting in the corner of the room brewing a pot of potion.

"Ivan, why am I here? I mean, why am I sleeping in a bed?" Hermione stammered, curled up with her red face.

The little witch vaguely remembered that she should be reading in the classroom...

Ivan put aside his work, turned his head, and said."Don't you remember? You were too sleepy while reading, so you fell asleep on the table. I think you may be too tired these days, so you didn't wake you up."

"Then... what's the matter with this bed?" Hermione also remembered at this time, and found that it was indeed in the classroom.

"Of course I used the Transfiguration Curse to make it so that you can sleep more comfortably..." Ivan said with a smile.

"You should wake me up..." Hermione, who was hugging the quilt, said with embarrassment. Although she was wearing clothes, she was staring at Ivan like this when lying on the bed. There was always a strange feeling.

Ivan shook his head, did not reply, turned around and continued to brew the potion.

Hermione also got off the bed quickly, but when she pulled the quilt she realized that her right hand seemed to be holding something, which was a note before her eyes.

The little witch looked at Ivan with a confused look. There were only two people in the classroom, she and Ivan, and this thing could only be set by Ivan.

But is there anything I can’t say in person?

Hermione opened the note very puzzled, and was stunned when she saw the content.

[Zone...Thirteenth row and ninth column bookshelf..."Black Magic Uncensored"]

What does it mean?Go to the bookshelf in the thirteenth row and the ninth column to get a book called "Black Magic Uncensored"?

Hermione turned her head and glanced at Ivan, but then she realized that this note would definitely not be Ivan’s.

Who could it be?

Looking at the writing on it, the little witch had a vague guess, and at this moment Ivan's voice came over.

"Hermione, aren't you coming down yet? I'm leaving..."

"Yeah..." Hermione hurriedly crumpled a ball of paper and stuffed it into the pocket of the wizard's robe, then lifted the quilt, got up and put on her shoes.

Ivan immediately waved his magic wand, and the soft bed was twisted and decomposed into a dozen square tables, returning to its original position.

The chairs, cauldrons, and potion materials piled up in the corner also soared into the air one by one, and landed neatly on the table, making the clanging sound like playing music.

Ivan's spellcasting with cloud and flowing water made Hermione on the side an eye-opener. She never knew that spellcasting could still be so relaxed and beautiful.

"Okay, let's go!"

Ivan organized the entire classroom, then turned and went out, returned to Gryffindor's lounge with Hermione, and then separated to their respective bedrooms.

Pushing the door open, Ivan found that Harry and Ron were both in the bedroom, and they were chatting about Quidditch training not long ago.

Hearing the noise, both of them turned their heads, and Ron even spoke."It just so happens that we are talking about you, Ivan!"

"What about me?" Ivan was a little confused.

“I saw Hufflepuff’s captain Diggory on the training ground today. He was so happy when he heard that you quit the Gryffindor team this year.” Harry said.

"Even without me, they wouldn't have any chance! You are the best seeker at Hogwarts..." Ivan patted Harry on the shoulder. He didn't want Wood to make him temporarily Participating or something.

"Hope..." Harry shook his head. He didn't have much confidence. I heard that Hufflepuff's Seekers were flying pretty well, and he always had an unknown premonition.

Ivan vaguely remembered that this game would be disturbed by Dementors, but there was still half a month before the game, so he skipped the topic and asked instead.

"By the way, Harry! Can you lend me your invisibility cloak for a few days?"

"What do you want that thing for?" Harry asked strangely.

"I'm going to go to Hogsmeade Village to buy some potion materials or something." Ivan casually said a reason.

Harry didn't ask too much, digging out the silver-gray fabric from his suitcase, a bit like a strange flowing liquid.

"Take it!" Harry handed the invisibility cloak to Ivan, and then reminded him again."But you better be careful when you go out! Professor Dumbledore said that this thing can't be concealed from a dementor!"

"Come on, you might as well worry about those dementors..." Ron murmured on the side.

Harry scratched his head, and then remembered that Ivan had expelled dozens of dementors in one breath while on the train. It seemed that it was so...

"I'll be careful!" Ivan nodded and put away the invisibility cloak.

......

At midnight, in Gryffindor's bedroom, after everyone fell asleep deeply, a gray-black mouse opened his eyes and crawled out of the bed.

Just when he walked to the door of the dormitory, Peter faintly felt how all this was so familiar...

Now if he turns his head, will he find someone staring at him in secret?

This thought flashed through Peter's mind, and then a deep voice rang behind him.

"Very good, you moved very fast today..."

Peter only felt a chill in his heart. Before he could understand it, he was hit by a curse and his body became limp.

Ivan picked up Peter's tail skillfully and took it out of the bedroom.

After discovering that he had been arrested again, Peter was struggling with horror, and at the same time a question emerged in his heart. Why should I say it again?

After dozens of minutes, in the potion storage room of Bing Room, Peter shivered and curled up in the corner, looking at Ivan, who was approaching.

"Hals, maybe you don't know, your father and I are very good comrades in arms, we used to fight side by side..."

"Enough! You have to say it every time you come, and I will recite it. Are you going to tell me about Sirius next?" Ivan interrupted Peter's words and shook the potion reagent in his hand. Speak.

"Come on, it's time to drink the medicine. Are you going to drink it yourself this time, or should I help you drink it?"