Hogwarts Blood Wizard

With this in mind, Ivan decided to take a long-term view and at least have a suitable plan!

While thinking about things in his mind, Ivan stepped into an abandoned classroom.

The classroom looks very wide, but it looks a little messy, dozens of tables and chairs are randomly placed, and the podium is covered with thick dust.

And before he came in, there were already people in the classroom...perhaps because of the long wait, Harry was staying by the window, waving his wand over and over, chanting and practicing spells in his mouth.

After hearing the door opening, Harry turned his head and said in surprise.

"Ivan, you finally came!"

"Sorry, there were some changes in the middle, so it took some time!" Ivan dragged the big sacks and closed the door, casually explaining.

Of course Harry didn't care, but he was very curious about the sack Ivan was holding, especially since the thing was still moving, like a restless creature.

"What's in it?" Harry asked curiously.

"Of course I will give you the props to practice calling the gods!" Ivan patted the sack, and the dementor inside was shaking constantly as if he wanted to come out.

"Props? Is it a Bogut?" Harry thought for a while, guessing.

Harry, who had gone through the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, suddenly thought of the Bogut he had seen last time, and it would transform into what people fear most.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Harry knew that if he faced Bogut, he would turn into a dementor in front of him.

This should be the best practice method. After all, it's impossible to find a dementor to practice combat, right?

"No! It's not Bogut. The one that Professor Lupin used to teach is dead. I can't find more Boguc in a short time... so I just went outside and grabbed a dementor. The blame is coming." Ivan shook his head and explained casually.

Is it really a dementor?

Harry was dumbfounded and looked at Ivan in astonishment. He couldn't speak for a long time, and finally he could only speak utterly.

"Your guts... really big!"

Harry looked at Ivan with admiration. Many wizards shunned this evil creature like Dementor. Ivan actually caught this terrifying creature in a sack and carried it over. Harry was speechless. Correct!

And if he remembers correctly, the Dementor was sent by the Ministry of Magic to capture Sirius Black. Is it really okay for Ivan to tie him up like this?

At this moment, Harry suddenly thought of seeing a large number of dementors flying down from the sky on the other side of the window, and suddenly realized that the abnormal movements of those monsters were mostly related to Ivan, and asked worriedly.

"Ivan, I just saw a lot of dementors go outside the castle. Are they looking for you?"

"Shhh~ please remember to keep it secret! This matter is related to the Ministry of Magic. If it is discovered, I will probably be in big trouble..." Ivan did not say clearly, putting his index finger in front of his lips to silence Action, said with some guilty conscience.

Originally, Ivan just wanted to kidnap a dementor, but unexpectedly so many things happened in the middle. If this was caught by the Ministry of Magic, it would be bad.

Although it is a consensus in the magic world that wizards cannot use Animagus to transform into magical creatures, Umbridge may not be able to think that he is the dementor who made trouble, but it is not a small crime to imprison employees of the Ministry of Magic privately!

Harry guessed something from Ivan's attitude, and he was immediately moved.

He knew very well that Ivan was taking risks like this to allow himself to practice the patron saint spell, so Harry hurriedly said that he would keep the secret and would never say it!

Ivan nodded. Harry is not Ron's big mouth. He is usually more reliable, so he shouldn't miss it.

The only caveat is that Dumbledore uses Contemplation on Harry.

But after more than two years of fighting with Dumbledore, Ivan roughly guessed that Dumbledore, a lawful white wizard, would not abuse this magic that can see through thoughts and read memories.

The previous few times I used Dementia, it was because the things I did involved the Dark Lord, or it was too abnormal for the old professor to find it difficult to understand.

Moreover, when Dumbledore used the mind-taking, it was mostly only used to confirm the authenticity of the words, and would not dig deep into the memory.

So it is unlikely that Dumbledore will learn what happened today through Harry...

Thinking of this, Ivan stopped worrying about whether it would be exposed, and snapped his fingers instead.

"More than!"

As Ivan's voice echoed in the empty classroom, a dwarf clown and ugly house elf suddenly appeared in front of the two.

"Mr. Hals!" Dobby stayed on Ivan's body with blinking eyes the size of a light bulb, then turned to Harry's body, and continued in surprise.

"Oh... and the great Harry Potter is here too!"

"Hi... Dobby!" Seeing the house-elf who had pitted him once again, Harry greeted him in embarrassment.

"Mr. Is there anything that can use Dobby?" Dobby didn't forget his duty after a brief moment of joy, it turned to look at Ivan and said.

"I need to teach Harry a kind of magic, and I don't want to be disturbed. So I need to trouble you to go into the hallway, and let us know if someone comes, understand?" Ivan explained.

Although this is an abandoned classroom, the probability of someone breaking in suddenly is very small, but it has to be guarded.

"Yes, sir! Dobby won't let anyone practice magic to disturb Mr. and Harry Potter." Dobby patted his chest, assured him, and then snapped his fingers and disappeared into the classroom.

After Dobby left, Harry couldn't help being curious, and asked, "Isn't Dobby the house elf of Malfoy? How could he listen to you like this?"

"You should remember that Dobby stole that dark magic item last year? Because it broke Malfoy's father's plan and was punished..." Ivan briefly used the means to free Dobby. That said.

"I think the old Malfoy must have been mad at that time!" Harry smirked at Lucius Malfoy when he heard Ivan put a glove in his diary.

Even if he hadn't seen it in person, Harry could imagine how desperate Lucius Malfoy was at the time, which really made him sigh.

"Yeah! Then I hired Dobby!" Ivan smiled and asked suddenly."How is it, Harry? Are you happy?"

"En?" Harry looked at Ivan suspiciously, not quite understanding what he was talking about.

Ivan's expression became more serious, and he said seriously."I hope you remember this feeling. The mystery of the patron saint is to condense the positive emotions with magic and transform them into power!"