Chapter 267: Adventurous planning and seeking help

That night? "Ivan was shocked. He didn't expect that it would end in such a dramatic way in the end.

"Yes! That night!" Dean Bohan affirmed, his expression very cheerful.

"The Aurors who rushed in late at night overcame the panicked Death Eaters, and of course Dougt... my son!"

Ivan could predict how desperate Dougt was at the time, falling from the peak of his life to the bottom in an instant.

Perhaps there is regret!

If Dougt persisted for another day or two, he would not be a Death Eater waiting to be judged, but a hero who resisted the Dark Lord!

But the choice has no turning back, this is also the punishment that the traitor deserves!

"Then he wasn't imprisoned in Azkaban? With the other Death Eaters? Did you save him?" Ivan thought that Dean Bohan must have relented to Dougert.

But Bohan shook his head, and he said with a sullen face.

"I won't save a coward! Even if it is my child. But Dougter claimed that he was under the Imperius Curse, and he did not have time to kill any innocent person with his own hands... So the trial court finally ruled him Not guilty!"

"But I think these memories are enough to make him live in remorse forever..." Dean Bohan said desperately, because he knew very well that Dougt was not under the Imperius Curse at the time, which was also unusual for him. Reasons for anger.

Ivan was silent for a while, and he looked down at the group photo. The family of three above interacted intimately, and the brown-haired young wizard was smiling at himself.

Perhaps the son of Dean Bohan only exists in his memory and this photo...

"Excuse me, Dean Bohan!" Ivan stood up, knowing that he didn't need to stay here anymore.

Dobby stepped forward and grabbed Ivan's arm in good time.

With a snap of a finger, the two figures disappeared before Bohan's eyes.

There was only one person left in the spacious dean's office. After a long time, Bohan tremblingly stroked the group photo, feeling very complicated.

......

On the other side, the temporary resident of Knapped Alley.

Ivan, who had been thinking for a long time, opened his eyes and said to Dobby, who was standing aside with his ears drooping.

"Dobby, you continue to monitor the dark magic shop and the dilapidated mansion nearby, by the way, bring me back a copy of the Daily Prophet every day."

"Yes, sir!" Dobby patted his chest enthusiastically, and then disappeared into the room.

Ivan himself managed to get to the table. Regardless of whether it was still late at night, he picked up a book about compound decoctions brought back by Dobi before and opened it up, and even used his academic points without hesitation.

It didn't take long for the sound of increasing potions proficiency to sound in his mind...

Rather than looking for the real culprit behind the scenes, Ivan is more eager to find a way to change the outcome of Aisia's death, otherwise it would be meaningless for him to use the time converter to return to the past.

If he remembers correctly, someone in the original time and space has already demonstrated to him what he should do, the question is whether he can restore that scene.

......

In the following time, Ivan read the book day and night, taking a nap only when he couldn't hold on.

In the midst of such crazy learning, after a few days, the system prompts in my mind sounded.

[Ding, your potions proficiency has been upgraded, the current level is 5 (6/3200)! 】

But Ivan didn't respond. He was still flipping through the book, his eyes became brighter and brighter He had an idea in his mind, but he just needed to find a chance to try if it was possible.

"Sir, I think you need a break..." Dobby suggested cautiously.

Ivan ignored him, and Dobby sighed and handed a copy of the Daily Prophet.

"This is the Daily Prophet for today, sir!"

Ivan, who was flipping through the book, stopped, turned his head and took a look, then was stunned.

The headline of the first page of the newspaper said impressively.

[Sirius Black, the most evil and most dangerous prisoner in Azkaban Prison, escaped three days ago and his whereabouts are unknown! 】

(PS: The original work of the compound decoction did not explicitly mention the need for living human hair. Moody was not killed to facilitate hair extraction. I will post specific fragments of the original work in the author's words. If you have any questions, you can check it yourself. )