Hogwarts Blood Wizard

　　 Umbridge’s sudden spell was beyond everyone’s expectations.

　　Professor McGonagall was even more shocked. She had guessed that these ghost faces were mostly made by Ivan using the Transfiguration Curse. If they were cracked on the spot by the Visibility Curse, it would be over.

　　 However, what neither McGonagall nor Fudge had thought of was that the Manifestation Curse was of no use, and the ghost face remained unchanged.

　　 "It's impossible!" Umbridge yelled out of control.

　　 Dumbledore was not too surprised by this result. Just when he came into contact with these masks, he had a rough estimate of the level of Ivan's transformation spell. It is that these wooden ghost surface structures that have been deformed for some reason are very stable, even beyond the level they should be.

　　 Dumbledore didn't know that Ivan accidentally used magic to analyze a mahogany round table during the second magic burst, and he knew the wooden structure very well, otherwise he would not be so surprised.

　　 On the other hand, although Umbridge is a high-ranking official of the Ministry of Magic, he has been busy consolidating power and intrigue over the years, and his casting level is very average. Even with the use of the Manifestation, it is impossible to quickly dissolve the wooden ghost faces transformed by Ivan.

McGonagall was speechless. She remembered that Ivan’s Transfiguration Curse a few days ago was far from reaching this level. If she hadn’t known it was the place where the three-headed dog was, she would have almost thought Snape was it. I really bought a bunch of masks and hung them here.

　　 "Impossible, you must have done something!" Umbridge looked at Dumbledore sharply. She thought that the other party had buried some secrets in advance, and she had nothing to gain.

　　 Her judgment is absolutely impossible to go wrong!

　　 "Are you questioning me?" Dumbledore turned his head, the vampire mask still on his face.

But what frightened Umbridge more was Dumbledore's eyes under the mask, as if he could see her thoroughly. Under the gaze, Umbridge's mind could not help but recalled that it was buried deep in memory. Those sordid things she thought she had forgotten...

　　 Umbridge then remembered that the centenarian in front of him was not the small character he usually faced, but the most prestigious and powerful wizard in the magic world today!

　　 Umbridge's legs trembled, and emotions such as fear, resentment, and anxiety surged into his heart, but he did not dare to say any more.

　　 Dumbledore didn't put much effort on a small role like Umbridge, took off the mask on his face, put it in his arms at will, then turned his head and said to Fudge.

　　 "Fudge, you should have seen everything that should be seen? Everything in Hogwarts conforms to the regulations of the Ministry of Magic! There are no dragons and no dangers. The little wizards studying here are extremely safe..."

　　 "Of course, I saw it." Fudge's face was a little uncertain. He was sure that Dumbledore was hiding something from himself, but he had no way of doing it, so he had to pinch his nose to admit it.

　　 "Umbridge, let's go." Fudge threw the ghost face in his hand aside in disappointment, and said to Umbridge, who was trembling on the side.

　　 "Perhaps you can take a stroll at Hogwarts." Dumbledore joked casually.

　　 "No, the Ministry of Magic still has a lot of government affairs to deal with." Fudge opened the door and walked out with a sullen face, Umbridge followed suit, but he could no longer maintain the greasy smile on his face.

Professor McGonagall walked at the end and closed the opened wooden door. He vaguely saw that the ghost face thrown by Fudge in the corner turned into a small wooden comb in a twist, and the others turned into various small objects, more than a hundred. The flavored beans crashed down.

　　 McGonagall smiled and closed the door with his backhand.

　　 "Wait, what is that sound?" Fudge, who was walking in the front, seemed to hear something vaguely. He turned his head and glanced suspiciously, but could only see that the wooden door was closed.

　　 "Are you going to look at the corridor again? I think you can pick a mask as a souvenir... what about this one?" Dumbledore gestured with the vampire mask out of his arms.

　　 "Forget it..." As soon as he saw the mask, Fudge couldn't help but burst into flames. He thought he could catch Dumbledore's handle here, but he didn't expect that there would be such an inexplicable thing inside.

　　 Dumbledore nodded and put the mask in his arms again, losing his magical support, the vampire mask was twisted and changed back to its original appearance.

　　 That is a small round mirror...

　　......

　　 On the other side, Ivan who fell from a height did not suffer any harm. Because of the devil net as a buffer, Ivan released a Levitating Charm on himself before falling, and landed in a very stable posture.

But other people are not so lucky. The broken bones are about to fall apart, but they dare not scream because the three-headed Norwegian dog is still here. If you accidentally wake it up , That's it.

　　 "Where is this? Underground secret room? I didn't expect that there is such a place in the castle." Ron looked around, quietly lowered his voice.

　　 "Didn't we guess before? This is the place where Professor Dumbledore placed the Philosopher's Stone. Norway and the Devil's Net should be used to prevent others from invading." Hermione explained softly.

　　No, the Devil.com was specially designed by Professor Sprout. was designed to prevent you from falling and falling to death... Ivan was silently complaining.

At the same time, Ivan discovered that it was a long passage. The gray stone walls around it were covered with moss and vines. It should not have been temporarily opened up, but a space in Hogwarts itself. Maybe Dumbledore. Lido just remodeled this place a bit.

　　 In order to avoid a conflict with Norway, which might wake up at any time, Ivan had to continue to move forward.

　　 At the end of the corridor is a room. Through the light, you can see that the wooden door has been blown up, and there are circles of key-shaped objects scattered on the ground.

　　 "Someone came first than us... He cast a flame curse first, and then blasted the wooden door!" Hermione knelt down and picked up a key with traces of being burned by the flames.

"It must be Chino!" Ivan's face sank. No wonder the Norwegian three-headed dog was asleep when they came in. Maybe it was a coma curse, or Chino used a transformation curse to make a flute. What.

　　 But judging from the experience of these flying keys, Ivan guessed that it was mostly the former, because the invader seemed to have no intention of playing these level-breaking games at all. It may be very grumpy and even expended a lot of magic to force the level...

　　 shouldn't be because of him?

　　 Ivan thought with a guilty conscience...

　　 It’s just that Ivan doesn’t understand. Where did Chino or Voldemort have the courage to enter Hogwarts again? How did you get in again?

　　 "Let's go and tell Professor Dumbledore!" Harry said anxiously.

　　 But after speaking, the four people realized one thing at the same time. Today, Minister of Magic Fudge visited Hogwarts in person. Dumbledore and McGonagall, as the principal and vice principals, must accompany the whole process. They can’t get away...