"The Blood Wizard of Hogwarts (

As Ivan commanded, he took a quill and parchment to learn from Nicol LeMay, and briefly wrote down the matter of making the Philosopher's Stone, and asked Aysia to mention it to himself if he needed money.

At the end of the letter, Ivan hesitated for a moment and did not specifically ask Aesia to conceal the Philosopher's Stone, but allowed the news to spread within a small area.

After all, owning a Philosopher's Stone is not a shameful thing. With his strength, no one dared to grab it. On the contrary, he could use the Immortal Potion to lure some people to turn to themselves.

"When I go back, I will hand this letter to my mother." Ivan folded the parchment and handed it to Dobby, then touched his chin and muttered to himself. "As for Voldemort's penetration of the Ministry of Magic..."

Ivan closed his eyes and thought for a while, using Occupational Brain Techniques to search for memories, opened his eyes about three minutes later and spoke.

"Let them check the officials of the Ministry of Magic Yaxley and August. Maybe they will get some gains, but they are asked not to start the operation before the official action begins..."

In the original time and space, the two Ministry of Magic officials both took refuge in Voldemort, became members of the Death Eaters, and passed a lot of key information to Voldemort. Especially Yaxley, in the future even used the Imperius Curse to control the executive director, and used this as a springboard for Voldemort to gradually control the entire Ministry of Magic.

Although the current situation is very different from the original time and space, Yaxley and August may not be willing to take refuge in the Dark Lord again, but there is no harm in checking it out...

"Dobby will tell Mrs. Hals exactly..." Dobby took the parchment and promised, patting his chest, looking at Ivan with a look of admiration.

Over the past few days, Aysia has been scorched by the small movements of the Ministry of Magic, but didn't want Ivan to come up with a solution easily.

"Besides these two things, does my mother have anything else to tell you?" Ivan asked.

Dobby shook his head, then nodded again, hesitating for a while before speaking. "Mr. Dougert wants me to ask you in private, when can they start?"

"Why? Can't you wait any longer?" Ivan raised his eyebrows and put the crown in his hand back into the drawer mezzanine.

Of course he knew why Dougte and the others were so anxious. After all, they were already the number one power in the magic world, but they still had to be suppressed by the Ministry of Magic. They were inevitably unbalanced.

"Mr... Mister is the greatest wizard, and should be the greatest Minister of Magic ever!" Dobby plucked up the courage to speak.

Ivan didn't care about Dobby's flattery, but waved his hand with a smile. "Well, let Dougt find a suitable location, and I'll talk to them myself in half a month..."

Dobby nodded hurriedly, snapped his fingers, and disappeared in place.

Ivan was sitting alone by the window, sorting out the mixed thoughts in his mind, and temporarily leaving behind the restoration of Ravenclaw's crown.

In the afternoon there will be a Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and Ivan has a hunch that Umbridge will find ways to make things difficult for him, or put him in confinement.

But it happened that he also had something to ask Umbridge. It would be best if the other party could provide a quiet and undisturbed place.

...

Just as Ivan thought, after two boring Defence Against the Dark Arts lessons, Umbridge went into trouble without warning.

"Please come to my office after class...Mr. Hals!"

"Okay, Professor, I'll look for you after dinner." Ivan collected the books on the desk and said calmly.

Umbridge was very satisfied with Ivan's submissive attitude, but felt a little uneasy for some reason. In the past, when she asked people to come to the office, the other party would have some fear, but Ivan did not see the slightest fluctuation on his face, and it was calm and scary.

But Umbridge didn't think much about it, and simply attributed it to the courage of the other party, contempt for authority, and no respect for the professor.

After Umbridge left the classroom, Hermione, Harry and others immediately surrounded him.

"Umbridge must know something to ask you..." Hermione said worriedly.

"Yeah, are you really going to see that old witch tonight? She will definitely not let you go easily, or we should go to Professor Dumbledore..." Ron suggested.

"Don't be so nervous, maybe Professor Umbridge is just on a whim, maybe he wants to talk to me." Ivan stood up and said.

Hermione glared at Ivan angrily. It was not the time to laugh.

Harry and Ron also felt that Ivan was a little bit too uncomfortable. They had been confined by Umbridge before, and it felt uncomfortable.

Ivan didn't know how to explain for a while, so he just said nonsense. "Don't worry, I am the winner of the Merlin Medal anyway, and I have some reputation in the magic world. Umbridge dare not do anything to me."

At six in the afternoon, after dinner, Ivan went to the Defence Against the Dark Arts office under the worried gaze of Harry and others ~com~.

Knocked on the door, a voice that was too sweet and greasy rang.

"Come in!"

Ivan pushed the door in and looked around. The whole office was decorated by Umbridge like a girl’s boudoir. Tables and chairs were covered with lace tablecloths, and there were many pink decorations on the walls. And colorful big cat dolls.

"Sit!" Seeing Ivan coming in, Umbridge gestured to the table and chair in front of him.

Ivan did not refuse, but even sat down on the chair.

Umbridge gently waved his wand, locked the office door, and then asked with a smile. "Do you know why I called you? Mr. Hals?"

"Do you have any doubts about the school rules? Do you need my help? Professor?" Ivan pretended to be puzzled.

The smile on Umbridge's face instantly froze, then he narrowed his eyes and said harshly. "You should know what I'm talking about, Hals... Someone reported to me that you had established an illegal student organization and held a large-scale rally in private, right?"

"To be precise, it's just an ordinary learning interest group, Professor..." Ivan said positively.

"Interest group? But I heard that at least a hundred people participated in this illegal rally!" Umbridge stared at Ivan and said word by word. "According to the regulations of the Ministry of Magic, student organizations or assemblies with more than three people must report to me, otherwise the students involved will be expelled..."

"I think you may not have a good memory, Professor!" Ivan suddenly interrupted Umbridge's words. "The "Education Order No. 24" was issued three days ago. We didn't have this ordinance when we were practicing magic..."