Hogwarts Blood Wizard

Chapter 815: Dumbledore Returning

Ivan was taken aback by the sudden sound, turned around and looked over, only to find that Snape had been standing behind him for some time.

What made him even more concerned was what Snape had just said.

"Professor Dumbledore is back?" Ivan asked suspiciously.

"Yes, he is waiting for you in the principal's office..." Snape nodded and responded, looking at Ivan with a complex look.

If he hadn't seen Voldemort's desperate appearance, he couldn't believe that the young wizard in front of him had been secretly trying to control the British magical world, and he had successfully done it!

Snape took a deep look at Ivan. Even the Dark Lord in his youth couldn't have such a courage and courage. He couldn't imagine what height the opponent would grow to in a few years. In terms of blessing or curse...

While Snape kept thinking about it, Ivan also fell into deep thought.

Dumbledore hasn't shown up much since the school banquet this semester. He has been missing for more than half a year, but now he suddenly appeared, and named himself to go to the principal's office. The timing was a bit too coincidental.

"Professor Snape, do you know what President Dumbledore asked me for?" Ivan asked.

Snape shook his head and replied. "I just follow the command line."

Ivan raised his eyebrows, he didn't believe that Snape was really as ignorant as he said.

The only person in the entire Order of the Phoenix who could guess his plan and relay it to Dumbledore was Snape.

Ivan's scrutiny gaze made Snape very uncomfortable. He only felt like he was being stared at by a fierce fire dragon. That terrifying dragon's breath could take his life at any time, as if his breathing became less smooth. .

But after all he had been a double-sided undercover agent. Under the pressure of the faint aura, Snape's face remained calm and continued to remind him.

"The password of the principal's office is lemon ice cream!"

"Understood, I'm going now..." Seeing that Snape couldn't ask anything, Ivan didn't mean to embarrass him anymore. After saying hello to Harry and the others, he got up and left the university. hall.

On the way to the headmaster's office, Ivan's frowning brows were never loosened. Dumbledore looked for himself at this point in time, probably because he led an attack on the Ministry of Magic two days ago.

With a Snape like Snape by Voldemort's side, Ivan didn't feel that he could fool the strongest white wizard...

The more I think about it, the more bored Ivan's mood becomes. He keeps thinking about the solution in his mind, but unfortunately he has no clue.

I can't say that I attacked the magic and killed the Minister of Magic to avoid internal friction, integrate all the resistance forces, and fight against Voldemort together, right?

Although this is true, Dumbledore may not be able to accept this kind of justice...

"It's really troublesome..." Ivan sighed helplessly. Dumbledore's sudden return was something he hadn't expected before, otherwise he would definitely modify the plan to be more complete and concealed.

It's a pity that it's too late to say anything...

For Ivan, he was not willing to be hostile to Dumbledore if he could.

Even though the white wizard had a big gap with his mother Aisia, in all fairness, Dumbledore has indeed provided him with a lot of help in the past few years...

As he thought about it, the huge stone beast in front of him had already come into view, Ivan closed his mind and shouted out the password.

"Lemon ice cream~"

The huge stone beast immediately shook violently, making a dull sound, and slowly rotating upwards. After a while, the stairs leading to the principal's office appeared in front of his eyes.

Ivan hesitated and stepped on it, feeling a little nervous.

In a daze, he couldn't help but think of Halloween that year when he enrolled in school. He also went to the principal's office with a similar mentality, thinking about how to defend Dumbledore in front of Dumbledore.

This feeling of losing the initiative makes Ivan very uncomfortable. He has always been hungry for strength, to a certain extent to avoid such a dilemma.

Stepping on the last step, Ivan's left hand unconsciously stroked the alchemy device on his wrist, but the huge magic power in the Philosopher's Stone did not make him feel at ease.

He knew very well that with his current strength, he didn't have full confidence in Voldemort, let alone Dumbledore who could suppress the Dark Lord one-on-one.

The worst thing is that in Hogwarts, he can’t use Phantom Shift, but Dumbledore can use the power of Phoenix to teleport. If he loses, it may be difficult to escape...

Ivan took a deep breath, opened the door and entered, and a slightly hoarse voice rang.

"You are here, Hals..."

Ivan turned his eyes away. Dumbledore, who hadn't seen him for half a year, was sitting on the table and chair behind the office, but he looked very different from the last time he met. His eyes were deeply sunken, his beard and hair were messy, right. A piece of scorched black skin was faintly visible on his neck.

He is dying...

The first time I saw Dumbledore, this thought came to Ivan's mind, but after meeting those azure blue eyes, Ivan put the thought behind.

The eyes are the window to the soul.

After mastering the mind of the goddess, Ivan can easily see the other side's thoughts and mental state from the eyes of a wizard.

And Dumbledore's situation was very strange, his body was withered and decayed, his mood was low, but his mental state was better than ever. Just looking at each other made him feel trembling.

Ivan has a hunch that if he fights now, he will definitely be the one who will die...

Back to the light?

Ivan was thinking silently in his heart, walking on the bright side without stopping, walked straight to the desk, and asked. "Long time no see, President Dumbledore, did you ask Professor Snape to come to me?"

"Also, your physical condition doesn't seem to be very good. Do you need me to inform Madam Pomfrey?" Ivan added tentatively.

"No, no, although it is offensive to say that, I am afraid that Mrs. Pomfrey can't help me..." Dumbledore said briskly, seemingly not worried about his body at all, he Stretched out the intact left hand~www.mtlnovel.com~ motioned Ivan to sit down, and then made a gentle suggestion.

"Would you like a cup of hot coffee?"

After Dumbledore's voice fell, two cups appeared in front of them out of thin air, filled with hot coffee.

In such a cold winter, it is undoubtedly a pleasure to be able to sit in front of a roaring fireplace and drink a warm cup of coffee.

But Ivan didn't have that thought at all, but he was a little surprised by Dumbledore's attitude.

Before entering the principal's office, he had anticipated how Dumbledore would view himself.

Probably anger, disgust, and disappointment?

However, Ivan can't see the slightest similar emotion on the opponent's face now. Dumbledore's face is very peaceful, and his azure blue eyes are like the black lake outside the school, and there is a deep calm in the calm. terror.

(End of this chapter)

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