Hogwart’s Bloodline Wizard

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“It’s good to know.” Isia ordered nodded, and then asked curiously how Ivan resisted the investigative eye.

“Occlumency, I found it in the Restricted Section of the school.” Ivan thought about it, not at all concealed, and said it directly.

This is thanks to many thanks Dumbledore. I used Legilimency to help him learn Occlumency proficiency several times. It was because of my habit that Ivan could react so quickly.

“You did good, it seems that you have learned a lot of good things in it. You have to know that I was in Second Year before daring to slip into the Restricted Section.”

Aisia looked at Ivan, showing her admiration. She didn’t blame him for violating the school rules. She just reminded him that she had some knowledge to record in her heart. Without full assurance, don’t try it easily.

Aishia ’s reaction was entirely within Ivan ’s expectations. In his memory, Aishia did n’t care so much about the rules, but this act of encouraging him to turn to the Restricted Section also made Ivan blushed with shame…

Next, considering that Ivan had just been frightened, Aisia told Ivan some of the interesting things that happened to her in the school. For example, when she went to the Restricted Section for the first time, she was almost caught by Filch.

Later, she tried her best to retaliate and hid Filch’s cat. Filch had been searching for several days in a row …

Or occasionally use fear spells to trick those ghosts and young wizards of the same grade …

Ivan listened to looking towards Aisia ’s gaze more and more weird, and suddenly remembered that Sorting Hat seemed to tell him at the beginning of school that someone once used the magic spell of fear to prank, making Dumbledore a headache …

didn’t expect was talking about his mother Aisia …

Ivan echoed one after another, and then remembered that he hadn’t asked the exit question before.

“Oh, why didn’t we just use floo powder to go to the fire place at home?”

“The fireplace at home was set by magic, I remember I told you.” Isia looked at Ivan suspiciously.

“When did that happen, how can I always remember?” Ivan shrugged said, rushing through the relevant memories in his mind.

Although Ivan has sorted out his memories through Occlumency study, it is a person’s life experience for a whole decade after all, and he also remembers everything clearly impossible.

Sometimes I have to think about it for a while.

It’s too much to say, and Ivan shut up all the way, and only looked around with his eyes.

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

Because here is also the concentration of dark wizards, plus the second wizard war has just ended ten years, there are many Death Eaters who have escaped sanctions hiding here, the regulations of Ministry of Magic can hardly be said to be played in Knockturn Alley How useful.

Just over the way, Ivan felt several malicious glances, either bright or dark, but probably because Isia was by his side, the owner of these glances quickly returned his gaze.

About 7 or 8 minutes, Ivan finally saw the appearance of his home in memory, which is also a dark magic shop. Perhaps because it is relatively remote and the land price is relatively cheap, it looks large and spacious.

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

Unlike Borin and Burkes shop, which is so dark and terrifying, Ivan found that it was mostly small things such as bracelets, necklaces, cards, etc. It looked like ordinary things, but Ivan understood most of these things through memory. Blessed a triggered evil spell.

The entire shop is divided into upper and lower floors, 2st floor is the place to sell magic items, 1nd floor is the living area, and there is a basement. It is a place where Aisia makes or researches magic items. Ivan has n’t been in before .

“You take a break, I’ll cook.” Isiah led Ivan into the kitchen and walked freely into the kitchen.

After Isia left, Ivan, who had some time alone, was finally relaxed. I was frantically searching for memories and chatting with Isia along the way, which made him physically and mentally exhausted.

Thinking of the next, he had to get along for a whole summer vacation, Ivan had a headache,

The sound of ding ding dong dong in the kitchen sounded like the back kitchen of the hotel, which attracted Ivan’s attention.

After Ivan looked through the window, he found that Isia was standing in the center of the kitchen and waving wand gently. A turkey that had been cleaned and cleaned consciously jumped on the chopping board.

The knife hung on one side slowly floated over. When passing by, a steak on the table was neatly cut into several large pieces, and then the turkey was started to be processed. Then, the cooking wine was poured straight down and the turkey was soaked in the pot. The steak was sprinkled with unknown seasoning and sent to the magic version of the oven.

When Ivan even saw the oil, the turkey was actively turning his body upside down, and raised his wings so that the brush could apply more oil to the underside of the wings. .

Seeing this scene, Ivan’s expression was very weird. After searching through the memory, I found that it had been transformed into a magic kitchen by Aisia. The process of cooking was basically the same as making assembly line products …

The things made are almost the same, and they are very fast. Under the condition that Isia has not moved much, a luxurious turkey dinner is soon released …

Ivan would like to say that there is no soul in this dish!

It’s just that when Isia brought the plate to the table, Ivan still swallowed saliva with an unable to bear, because it looked like a very fragrant …

However, Ivan wonders why today’s dinner is so rich. Even with a magic kitchen, Isia rarely buys so many ingredients.

“It was originally prepared for Christmas …” Aishia’s dark purple eyes stared straight at him, his eyes grumbled.

“Well … the next semester, I will definitely come back next semester.” Ivan said, because he did put Aisia’s pigeons at Christmas, and he didn’t even send a letter back.

Ivan could imagine that Essia had everything ready and waited for him at the station.

didn’t expect keep the ingredients …

Wait … Christmas? That seems to have happened a few months ago?

Ivan, who was eating a turkey dinner, suddenly froze,

So how long has this turkey been left?

“Isn’t this chicken expired?” Ivan Mu-ne turned to look towards Esia, asking.