Chapter 67 Ron, You Are Such a Clever Little Guy!

Malfoy's strange behavior confused Harry and others.

Ivan understood what was going on. He didn't expect this affinity talent to be so effective. He just didn't know if it would last forever.

But Ivan was not happy for long, because the bad news brought by Malfoy made him understand that time was running out.

"What should we do now? People from the Ministry of Magic will be here today! Where is Charlie? Hasn't he replied yet?" Harry was even more panicked and asked in a low voice, regardless of the fact that he was in the hall.

"Not yet, I don't know when Charlie will write." Ron suggested, also a little anxious. "Otherwise we can just hide Norbert secretly."

"But Noble is so big, there is no place to hide." Hermione frowned.

"Maybe we can sink it into the lake!" Ron vowed. "I mean put a bamboo tube in Norbert's mouth so he doesn't drown."

Ivan looked at him strangely,

Ron, you are such a clever little boy!

But Ron was right about one thing. If Charlie couldn't arrive in time, they would really hide Norbert.

In view of Noble's size, sinking into the lake is also one of the alternatives.

What if Dumbledore could cast a giant Bubble Curse and convince the murlocs to live next door to a sleeping dragon for a few days?

Maybe Dumbledore would find it easier to use the Vanishing Curse?

Ivan wanted to complain very much. Why did he promise that the Aurors would always rush in to finish things when they were over?

When did the Ministry of Magic become so efficient?

After hastily finishing breakfast, Ivan followed everyone to attend today's Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Although Quirrell, the teacher, suddenly disappeared, they did not receive the news that this class would not be available.

Apparently there will be other professors temporarily filling in.

Just as Ivan thought, when class was approaching, a familiar figure in a black robe walked out of the door.

The moment he saw Snape, Harry thought this lesson must be terrible.

However, Harry's disgust was in vain. Snape walked to the podium smoothly, put down the textbook in his hand, glanced across the classroom, paused briefly on Ivan, and then suddenly spoke.

"Since your Professor Quirrell is considered the first suspect in killing unicorns, stealing potions, and attacking gamekeepers, the Ministry of Magic has issued an arrest order. I will temporarily act as your agent until the holidays. Third year Defense Against the Dark Arts class!”

The sudden revelation caused the little wizards below to explode.

What? The murderer is Professor Quirrell? How can this be?

Quirrell has always been a cowardly and good-natured person, which made many young wizards unable to accept Quirrell's change in identity for a while.

How could someone like that be a dark wizard? He was so timid that he fainted from the fright at the Halloween party

"So, I am going to teach you the first lesson of Defense Against the Dark Arts. Don't be fooled by the appearance of things. Many evil dark wizards are good at weaving lies. You'd better be more careful." Snape said nothing. He said mercilessly, not caring whether this would scare the young minds of the children.

Several of the Gryffindors turned pale with fright, because they once thought Quirrell was easy to bully and secretly teased him in class. Now they were very worried whether Quirrell would come back to take revenge on them.

Although Harry, Ron and Hermione were a little surprised when they heard the news, they quickly accepted it. After all, they had long sensed that something was wrong with Quirrell.

Not to mention Ivan. He had always known what kind of person Quirrell was, but he was a little surprised that Dumbledore convinced the Ministry of Magic so quickly to label the missing Quirrell as the murderer. What key evidence was found in Luo's office.

"Quiet!" The noisy noise in the audience made Snape frown frequently and directly increased the volume to interrupt everyone's discussion.

"Next, let's go to the first lesson. Pick up your books. What we are going to study today is the content of Chapter 3 on page nine." Snape said this, and suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and continued. .

"In addition, I need to inform you that the afternoon transfiguration class for the first grade has been cancelled."

Hermione raised her hands high and wanted to ask why, but Snape scolded her mercilessly.

"Don't ask me why, that's not what you need to know!"

The morning's Defense Against the Dark Arts class made Ivan very satisfied, because Snape was much more qualified as a professor than Quirrell. At least he was sincerely teaching some relevant knowledge, not like Quirrell. Still holding the textbook and reading it over and over again.

Ivan also learned from Hermione that the affinity talent he exuded seemed to be weakening, or that he was becoming more restrained, at least not as obvious as in the morning.

This is good news for Ivan, because although his previous talent was powerful, even Harry and Ron could detect it. Not only did this not have a very good effect, it would also easily arouse others' vigilance.

At noon, another good news came over, that is, Ron successfully received a letter from Charlie, which stated that he and a few friends would come over at three o'clock in the afternoon to take the dragon away, and Norbert was spared. The fate of sinking into the lake or being "disappeared".

It happened that the Transfiguration class was suspended in the afternoon, allowing them to take time to send Norbert away.

By the time they arrived at Hagrid's hut after dinner, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. Norbert was still sleeping by the fire with no intention of waking up. Professor McGonagall must have come to reinforce the magic on the way.

Yaya stayed outside the hut and didn't dare to go in. When he saw Ivan's figure, he immediately rushed over and let out a whimper, accusing Norbert who had occupied the house.

Ivan felt comforted for a while, and then checked the injury on Tooth's leg. There was a bandage there, and it was obvious that Madam Pomfrey had treated it.

Just before three o'clock, Ivan saw six figures on the horizon flying towards here on broomsticks.

"It's Charlie, he's here!" Ron waved excitedly.

After seeing Ron, several people in the sky quickly descended. The leader had fiery red hair, a face covered with freckles, and his skin was tanned brown. It looked like he had experienced hardship in Romania.

Dragon research is not a simple job. In addition to knowing a lot of dragon knowledge, it is also essential to be able to bear hardships and stand hard work. Sometimes it also requires a lot of strength.