Hogwart’s Bloodline Wizard

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“Of course, strictly speaking, you did not violate the school rules, um…not yet!”

Speaking of this, Umbridge couldn’t help but increase his tone of voice, “But the premise is that you must disband the so-called learning interest group as required, and tell me…who made you do this?”

“No one told me, Professor, what I have to say, this is my own decision.” Ivan shrugged, said.

“A lie!” Umbridge scolded loudly, staring straight at Ivan’s face, as if he wanted to see something from his face.

She doesn’t believe in a 15-year-old young wizard who will suddenly have a thought to organize a gathering of a hundred people and make some remarks against Ministry of Magic.

“Is it Dumbledore? He must have instructed you to do all this in secret, right?” Umbridge asked eagerly and expectantly.

Ivan looked at Umbridge with a weird look, and then asked suddenly with interest. “Well, if I say yes, how would you deal with him?”

“So, are you willing to cooperate with us as a witness? Mr. Wrahles?” Umbridge was a little excited, his face full of surprise expression.

“You haven’t answered my question yet, Professor…” Ivan indifferent expression responded.

Umbridge only calmed down the excitement a bit, and said.

“If everything you said is true, then our Headmaster Dumbledore, I am afraid, is trying to force Hogwarts students to conduct military training and form a Scout to fight the Ministry of Magic…”

“According to the Ministry of Magic’s regulations, this is a felony! If nothing else, he will be removed from the headmaster position and spend the rest of his life in Azkaban…”

Umbridge looked at Ivan while talking. The threat was obvious.

Ivan not at all cared about Umbridge’s eyes, but continued to ask. “No accident? But what if there is an accident?”

“For example, Dumbledore is determined to pick up magic against the Ministry of Magic…how can you deal with him?” Ivan added.

He has always been very curious, where did Fudge’s courage in the original time and space lead people to arrest Dumbledore, is his brain broken?

“Ministry of Magic has more than one hundred Auror!” Umbridge stared at Ivan sternly, then continued arrogantly. “Dumbledore is impossible, and he doesn’t dare to confront us. He must abide by the Ministry of Magic regulations and accept punishment unless… he is going to fight the entire magic circle!”

Ivan clicked nodded, and he understood it, it turned out that bureaucratic thought was at work.

These people are normally used to relying on order and regulations to suppress others, but subconsciously feel that individuals cannot resist the collective willpower.

In addition, Dumbledore normally behaves mildly and obeys the rules, even if it is slandered as old lunatic by Daily Prophet, the silly bugs can endure it, so Fudge and Umbridge will sprout a kind of just grab the handle, You can arrest Dumbledore’s illusion.

“I hope you can think about Wrahles!” When asked by Ivan, Umbridge’s face became a little gloomy, and she spoke again.

“Your mother, Aisia, hasn’t been at peace lately. The Ministry of Magic knows very well that she does some tricks in Knockturn Alley.

But if you can cooperate with the Ministry of Magic’s work and correct Dumbledore as a witness, then Secretary Fudge may also consider letting your mother go, regardless of this…”

“Don’t care about this?” Ivan almost couldn’t help laughing, and then said with a sigh or joy. “I probably understand that Ministry of Magic has no way to deal with a wizard that exceeds specifications and does not follow the rules…”

“It seems that you have made up your mind to follow Dumbledore and fight Ministry of Magic, right?” Umbridge brushed and stood up. The whole face was ugly and scary. The right hand was already on the wand.

“no no no, you made a mistake at first!” Ivan shook the head, pointed at himself, looked at Umbridge, and said with certainty. “It’s me who is for the students to gather and prepare to fight the Ministry of Magic!”

Umbridge’s face was full of sorrow. She seemed to understand something suddenly, but she still seemed a little puzzled, but in any case, Umbridge immediately pulled out wand.

However, Ivan is one step faster than her. He doesn’t need a wand or a spell, just stick out a finger and the alchemy device on his wrist lights up slightly.

A red light flashed by in midair. Umbridge didn’t have time to read the protective spells. He only felt that his body was hit vigorously. The wand that he held tightly in his hand suddenly slipped out. The midair swirled, and finally fell into Ivan’s hands.

In a flash, Umbridge has lost the ability to resist.

Looking at the young wizard who was only 15 years old in front of him, Umbridge only felt a great fear enveloped in her heart. Only then did she remember that the other party had a record of confronting a giant dragon head-on last year, which was far from her own Cope.

But even so, Umbridge didn’t mean to be soft, but scolded harshly. “I am a senior investigator personally appointed by Minister Fudge. How dare you do something to me…”

Ivan didn’t reply, but lazily waved the wand that he had just snatched.

“Imperio~ (Imperio)”

The moment spells was pronounced, Umbridge screamed in horror.

But in the next second, Umbridge’s expressions of fright and anger on Umbridge’s face slowly subsided, her mind was empty, her body became light, and there seemed to be a voice in her heart constantly telling her that the young wizard in front of her was The person I trust and respect the most.

“Sit!” Ivan put Wand on the table casually, pointed to the table and chairs in front, and said.

Umbridge moved quickly and sat back in position as Ivan ordered.

For a while, everything seemed to be back to the original state, but this time the order was completely changed.

Ivan not at all hurriedly asked, but instead turned his gaze to the table in front of him, where there was a roll of parchment and a long, thin black quill with a particularly sharp nib.

“Is this thing used to deal with me?” Ivan curiously asked.

“Yes, Mr. Wrahles…” Umbridge nodded and explained in the most gentle tone. “This quill has been spelled and will engrave the written sentence on the writer’s wrist. My original plan was for you to keep copying [Observe the school rules and regulations]…until you remember this sentence in your heart ……”

“Well, that’s it…” Ivan suddenly realized, reaching out his hand, turning the pen and paper over, and placing it in front of Umbridge. “Then what are you waiting for? Copy it now! By the way, from whom did you know the Defense Against the Dark Arts Association.”