Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

Looking at Dumbledore's deep blue eyes, Ivan nodded slowly.

The other party should have already guessed Voldemort's plot by now, what plan does he have to deal with it? !

Maybe it was because of the presence of fake Moody, or maybe he had his own considerations, Dumbledore seemed unwilling to continue talking on this topic.

After seeing that Aiwen agreed, he asked Aiwen to go back to sleep as soon as possible.

After leaving the auditorium, Ivan walked alone in the dim foyer, still thinking about it in his head.

"It's not fair, they can't restrict wizards who meet their strength to participate, those cowardly cowards will use these methods!" Moody's hoarse voice sounded behind Ai Wen, and he also walked out of the auditorium, "It has always been like this, they ..."

"Professor, the rules must be obeyed!" Ivan turned to look at Moody, and said slightly surprised, "It is true that I am not 17 years old, so naturally I should not break the rules to participate in the competition, and Dumbledore would not want this kind of thing happens.”

"Hmph, students taught by Dumbledore, your ideas are too decent, those people don't think so." Moody said dismissively, "I have seen too many dark wizards, if you have such a Naive idea..."

"Beauxbatons and Durmstrand are not dark wizards!"

"Never make judgments easily based on external performance. You don't know the past of those people at all. Be vigilant at all times!" Moody's magical eyes turned and stared at Ivan, with With a hint of delusion, "Boy, to be honest, do you want to participate in the competition?!"

Aiwen looked at Moody, and a strange thought arose in his heart.

This fake Moody is really abnormal, why did he come here and talk to himself.

Judging by his appearance, he seemed to be bewitching himself to secretly participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

But why would he do it, and what good would it do Voldemort? !

Could it be that the other party wanted to take himself and Harry out of the school? !

Or, Voldemort has not given up on the Philosopher's Stone on his body? !

"Whether I want it or not, it doesn't matter anymore. I have already promised the principal, and I must abide by it." Aiwen said softly, "Professor, you are not encouraging me to secretly participate in the competition, are you?"

Moody's figure was completely hidden in the darkness beyond the reach of the torch, and Ivan couldn't see the expression on his face.

After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "Of course not, I just came here to test it out. Dumbledore has a high opinion of you. I believe now that you really did not disappoint him. A qualified wizard must have his own bottom line."

Ai Wen didn't answer, and there was a silence between the two.

If it was the real Mad-Eye who said these words, Aiwen might believe it, but since he knew that the other party was an out-and-out fake...

They walked further down a dimly lit corridor. Moody's office was on the third floor.

From the fake Moody beside him, Ivan felt a looming sense of danger.

"I received a letter from Lupine and Black a few days ago, and they introduced the current progress of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class." Moody said suddenly, "It seems that you have learned how to use black magic animals and mastered a lot of basic knowledge?"

"Yes, Professor Lupine and Sirius have given us a lot."

"Very good, but it's not enough, not enough!" said Moody, limping forward, "I think you need to learn how to deal with the dark arts, and I'm going to show you a little bit of the magic that is done among wizards." Spell."

"Black magic?!" Ivan turned to look at him.

"You should know that there are many forms of spells, and their magical powers are different. According to the regulations of the Ministry of Magic, I should teach you all kinds of breaking spells, that's all." Moody said, "According to them, you still don't By sixth grade, the school shouldn't be telling you what illegal dark spells look like, because you're too young to deal with that stuff, but it seems to me that the sooner you know what you're dealing with the better. How can you protect yourself from something you've never seen? A wizard who's going to cast you an illegal spell won't tell you what he's planning. He won't be frank, fair, and polite. I will chant a spell for you, it will only..."

"Professor, you mean you want to teach us the Unforgivable Curse?!"

"Not to teach, but just to let you see what the real black magic looks like." Moody said, "I believe that you will like this class..."

Chapter 515 Who is it?

Yes, it is indeed a good idea to use the Imperius Curse on students openly and aboveboard.

No one can guarantee that the fake Moody will use this to control a student.

Even if he didn't dare to do this kind of thing under Dumbledore's nose, there shouldn't be any problem with a few "Legiliency" spells.

This magic can quickly read the feelings and memories of the cursed person. It is strictly controlled by the Ministry of Magic and is not allowed to be used.

However, fake Moody's will not scruple about these, and this is the best opportunity to obtain information.

By giving little wizards a chance to experience black magic in class, he can use these spells unscrupulously.

In addition, there are many evil black magic spells that can be used, and Ivan can think of many.

The little wizards have no defense against these, he can cast spells without any scruples.

The scary part is that there's absolutely no way to stop him, and no one will dispute it, because that's what Moody is all about.

"It's good for you to see this earlier, you can't stay in the school forever!" Moody continued, with a terrible smile on his face, "Ewen, your strength is far beyond that of a young wizard of the same age, yes It's time to see what a real dark devil looks like, I'm looking forward to your performance... well, I'm here, I wish you a good night's sleep."

Moody dragged the prosthetic leg and slowly disappeared into the shadows on the innermost side of the third floor.

Looking at his back, Ivan felt even more strange, and his originally clear thoughts suddenly became complicated.

He went through a door hidden behind a tapestry and up a narrower staircase.

As Alvin walked, he was thinking about what happened tonight.

The behavior of this fake Moody tonight is too abnormal. What is his purpose? !

It seems that not only Harry, but Ivan is also one of his targets.

And the name that can't be displayed on the Marauder's Map, is the guy pretending to be Moody still Barty Crouch Jr.? !

If it wasn't for him, would it be...

Ivan suddenly thought of Keresis, the dangerous vampire, and he was the only one who could help Voldemort at the moment.

And he was strong enough to be able to use that spell so that his name would not be marked on the Marauder's Map.

It would be interesting if he was the one who sneaked into Hogwarts disguised as Mad-Eye.

He and Voldemort are just allies, and there is no need to be as loyal to him as the Death Eaters.

Even to some extent, Keresis and Ivan's goals are the same.

Thinking of this, Ai Wen suppressed the uneasiness in his heart.

He decided to contact the other party as originally planned to see what the hell this guy was doing.

When Ivan returned to the Gryffindor Tower, Hermione was standing outside the common room waiting for him.

In the sound of the ticking rain outside, her slender body leaned against the orange curtain at the corner.

Looking at the "Standard Spells, Level [-]" in front of her with the light of the bright torches at both ends of the corridor, Hermione looked very beautiful now.

She read the book very carefully, but didn't find Ai Wen who had come close.

Ai Wen didn't bother, just looked at her like this, as if he wanted to engrave this picture in his mind.

"Ivan?!" After a long time, Hermione stretched like a kitten and rubbed her eyes, as if she just noticed Ivan standing in front of her.

She hurriedly closed the book and stood up, and said with a smile, "When did you come back?"

"Just now, why haven't you gone to sleep?" Ivan asked, "Where are the others?"

"They were all discussing the Triwizard Tournament inside, trying to get away with it." Hermione said, "I don't think you know the new password yet, so I'll stay here and wait for you, in case you won't be able to get in outside..."

Hearing Hermione's caring words, Ivan felt extra warm and happy.

He naturally held the girl's cold little hand, and all plots and dangers were far away from him at this moment.

Hermione didn't resist, and let Ivan hold her, but her face was blushing.

The two stood there in silence for a few seconds, as if they had just recovered from their blissful moments.

"Ivan, what did Dumbledore call you to say?" Hermione asked.

"He asked me to make a promise not to participate in the Triwizard Tournament." Aiwen said, "You know, my age does not meet the requirements, and Beauxbaton and Durmstrand seem to think that my strength is too strong. Stronger."

"What?!" Hermione said in surprise, "They banned you from the competition by name?!"

"That's it, I have already assured Dumbledore." Ivan said.

Unable to participate in the competition, he was still worried about the next plan just now.

But if the fake Moody is Keresis pretending to be, then there are other solutions to this matter, so don't worry so much.

Perhaps, it will become simpler.

Ai Wen felt that it might be a good choice to talk to the other party directly to find out the purpose and plan of this vampire.

If he just wanted to bring Harry's blood to Voldemort, they might work together.

Of course, before that, the identity of the other party must be determined first.

"It's unfair, isn't it?!" Hermione said dissatisfied, "They can't disqualify you from the competition because you are too strong. I know the competition is dangerous and many people have died, so I don't want you to participate. But the age limit for the contestants is because they don't have enough strength to protect themselves in the competition, but you clearly have the ability..."

Hermione's dissatisfaction with Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic was obviously growing, and her topic naturally shifted to the house-elves, still brooding over Hogwarts' failure to pay the house-elves.

"I just discovered that our school and the magic world are full of invisible discrimination and oppression, which is extremely unfair. Aiwen, what happened to you tonight is like this, and the house elves are also like this. They are regarded as Slaves are oppressing and we must do something to stop this from happening..."

From the looks of it, she seemed to be planning to write an article for the "Hogwarts Wizarding News" and was going to ask for Ivan's opinion.

Ivan didn't want to discuss this topic with Hermione, because he knew there was no end to it.

He hurriedly pulled the other party to the entrance of Gryffindor Tower, which was hidden behind a huge portrait of a fat lady in a pink silk dress.

"Password?" the Fat Lady asked as the two of them approached.

"Nonsense!" said Hermione.

The portrait popped forward, revealing a large hole in the wall through which they had crawled.

The circular common room was filled with tables and floppy armchairs, and the fire was crackling and crackling.

Hermione glanced at the cheerfully jumping flames, and Ivan clearly heard her mutter "slave labor".

By the fireplace Harry, Ron, Fred, George, Neville and Colin and his brother Dennis were sitting there, still talking about the Triwizard Tournament, age-wise, None of these guys are eligible for the competition.

They were discussing who Dumbledore had said was the judge of the warriors, and guessing who he might be.

"Whoever it is, it's the one we're trying to trick, I think a drop or two of aging potion..." said Fred, clapping his fists together.

"But Dumbledore knows you're not old enough," said Ron.

"Yeah, but he doesn't decide who's a warrior, does he?" Fred said smartly. Excellent, he doesn't care how old they are, Dumbledore is trying to stop us from signing up."

Chapter 516 Blushing Harry

"We have to take risks, otherwise what's the fun in life?" George followed up. "Hey, Ron, if we have a way to fool Dumbledore, would you like to join?"

"Of course, it would be great to be able to participate, wouldn't it?" Ron replied immediately, "but I guess they want older ones, don't know if we've learned enough..."

"I'm sure I haven't learned enough." Neville said sullenly, "But I think my grandma will definitely want me to participate. She always said that I should protect the honor of the family. This is the best opportunity. I just..."

"You two look at Ivan, he is one year younger than you, but he will participate, and he will definitely not say such depressing words." Fred said.

"It's different, Ivan knows a lot of spells and has magic..." Ron argued, and stopped immediately.

He originally wanted to say that Ivan was so powerful with the help of the Sorcerer's Stone, but suddenly realized that this was a secret that could not be revealed.

Before Ron could figure out how to continue talking, everyone saw Ivan and Hermione enter the common room.

"Don't think about it, I don't plan to participate in the Triwizard Tournament!" Ivan said, pulling Hermione over.

Several people raised their heads and looked at him in surprise, as if they didn't understand what he just said.

"Ivan, are you not going to participate in the Triwizard Tournament?" Harry asked, "I didn't hear you wrong, you said on the train before that you were going to participate in the competition and become a Hogwarts warrior, and your strength……"

"To be precise, I can't participate. Dumbledore talked to me just now. They named me and banned me from participating. They thought that my strength was too strong and might disrupt the balance of the game." Ai Wen said nonchalantly, next to Ke Lin sat down, "I have promised him that I will never go to the competition."

"It's a pity, you are obviously the strongest!" Colin said, as if he wanted to comfort Ivan.

In his opinion, the Triwizard Tournament represents the highest honor.

Ivan missed this opportunity, and he must be terribly sad now.

But in fact, Ivan didn't feel anything at all.

He had originally planned to enter the competition, in order to go to Voldemort with Harry without arousing the other party's suspicion.

Now that there is an easier way, he doesn't want to take the trouble to participate in the competition and fight some fire dragons and water monsters.

"It's no pity. I didn't have much interest in this game."

"Yeah, Aiwen is now a world-class celebrity, a future star in the magic world!" Fred said, "He doesn't need that fame, and he doesn't lack the thousand gold Galleon bonus. Being a warrior is really important to him. It doesn't make sense."

"But this is an opportunity for us!" George said, "If Ivan participates, he must be a Hogwarts warrior, and we have nothing to do!"

"That's right, Ivan is the best, and the rest are pretty much the same, as long as we can fool Dumbledore now..."

"But I heard that many people died in the Triwizard Tournament!" Hermione said in a worried tone.