Chapter 790: Ivan: That's right, I have to deal with the Ministry of Magic!

"The Blood Wizard of Hogwarts (

"Of course, strictly speaking, you did not violate the school rules, um... not yet!"

Speaking of this, Umbridge couldn't help accentuating his tone a little bit, "However, the premise is that you must disband the so-called learning interest group as required, and tell me...who instigated you to do this?"

"No one instructed me, professor, to say anything, this is my own decision." Ivan shrugged and said.

"A lie!" Umbridge yelled loudly, staring straight at Ivan's face, as if he wanted to see something from his face.

She didn't believe that a fifteen-year-old little wizard would hold a gathering of a hundred people on a whim and make some remarks against the Ministry of Magic.

"Is it Dumbledore? He must have instructed you to do all this in secret, right?" Umbridge asked eagerly again with a hint of expectation.

Ivan looked at Umbridge with a weird look, and then suddenly asked 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. Hals?" Umbridge was a little excited, his face full of surprise.

"You haven't answered my question yet, Professor..." Ivan responded nonchalantly.

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

"If everything you said is true, then our Principal Dumbledore, I am afraid, is trying to force Hogwarts students to conduct military training and form a Scout to fight the Minister of Magic..."

"According to the regulations of the Ministry of Magic, this is a felony! If nothing else, he will be dismissed from the post of principal and will spend the rest of his life in Azkaban..."

Umbridge said while looking at Ivan, the threat was obvious.

A red light flashed in mid-air. Umbridge didn't have time to chant the protective spell. He only felt that his body was hit vigorously, and the wand he was holding in his hand suddenly came out in mid-air. Spinning in the middle, and finally fell into Ivan's hands.

Between the lightning and flint, Umbridge had already lost the ability to resist.

Looking at the little wizard in front of him who was only fifteen years old, 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 beyond her ability. Cope.

But even so Umbridge didn't mean to subdue softly, but sternly scolded. "I am a senior investigator appointed by Minister Fudge himself. How dare you do something to me..."

Ivan didn't reply, but lazily waved the wand that he had just captured.

"~ (The soul comes out of the body

The moment the spell was pronounced, Umbridge screamed in horror.

But in the next second, the frightened and angry look on Umbridge’s face slowly subsided, his mind was empty, his body became light and fluttering, as if a voice in his heart kept telling her that the little wizard in front of her was The person I trust and respect the most.

"Sit!" Ivan put his 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 appearance, but this time the primary and secondary were completely changed.

Ivan did not rush to ask, but turned his gaze to the table in front of him. There was a roll of parchment and a long, thin black feather pen with a particularly sharp tip.

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

"Yes, Mr. Hals..." 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 until......"

"Well, that's it..." Ivan suddenly realized that, 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 Defence Against the Dark Arts Society."