Chapter 791 Ivan: Yes, I Want to Deal with the Ministry of Magic!

"Of course, strictly speaking you haven't violated school rules, well... not yet!"

Speaking of this, Umbridge couldn't help but increase her tone, "But 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 instructs me, professor, if I have to say it, this is a decision I made on my own." Ivan shrugged and said.

"Lies!" Umbridge yelled loudly, looking directly at Ivan's face with a pair of eyes, as if she wanted to see something from his face.

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

"Is it Dumbledore? He must be secretly instructing you to do all this, right?" Umbridge asked eagerly and with a hint of expectation.

Ivan looked at Umbridge with a strange look, and then suddenly asked with interest. "Well, if I say yes, what will you do to him?"

"So, are you willing to cooperate with us as a witness? Mr. Hals?" Umbridge was slightly excited, with a look of surprise on her face.

"You haven't answered my question yet, professor..." Ivan responded noncommittally.

Umbridge finally calmed down her excitement a little and spoke.

"If everything you said is true, then our Principal Dumbledore probably wants to force the students of Hogwarts to undergo military training and form a boy troop to fight against the Minister of Magic..."

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

As Umbridge spoke, she looked at Ivan, the threat was very obvious.

Ivan didn't pay attention to Umbridge's eyes, but continued to ask. "No accident? But what if there is an accident?"

"For example, Dumbledore is determined to take up magic and resist the Ministry of Magic...how can you deal with him?" Ivan added.

He has always been very curious, where did Fudge have the courage to lead people to arrest Dumbledore in the original time and space? Is his brain broken?

"There are more than a hundred Aurors in the Ministry of Magic!" Umbridge stared at Ivan sternly, and then continued arrogantly. "Dumbledore cannot and does not dare to fight against us. He must abide by the regulations of the Ministry of Magic and accept punishment, unless... he is prepared to go against the entire magical world!"

Ivan nodded. He finally understood. It turned out that bureaucratic thinking was at work.

These people are accustomed to relying on order and regulations to suppress others, and subconsciously feel that individuals cannot resist the will of the collective.

In addition, Dumbledore behaved very mildly and well-behaved on weekdays. Even if he was slandered by the Daily Prophet as an old lunatic and a fool, he could endure it. Therefore, Fudge and Umbridge developed the idea that as long as they were caught, The delusion that Dumbledore can be arrested.

"I hope you can think about Hals!" After being asked by Ivan, Umbridge's face turned gloomy, and she spoke again.

"Your mother, Asia, has not been very peaceful recently, and the Ministry of Magic is well aware that she is doing some tricks in Knockturn Alley.

But if you can cooperate with the work of the Ministry of Magic and serve as a witness to correct Dumbledore, then Minister Fudge may also consider letting your mother go and not care about this matter..."

"Don't care about this?" Ivan almost couldn't help but laugh, and then he said whether he was happy or sighing. "I roughly understand that the Ministry of Magic has no way to deal with a wizard who exceeds the standards and is unruly..."

"It seems that you have made up your mind to follow Dumbledore and fight against the Ministry of Magic, right?" Umbridge stood up in a flash, her whole face looked ugly and scary, and her right hand was already holding the wand.

"No, no, no, you made a mistake at first!" Ivan shook his head, pointed at himself, looked at Umbridge, and said with certainty. "I am the one who made the students hold a rally and prepare to fight against the Ministry of Magic!"

Umbridge's face was full of astonishment. She seemed to suddenly understand something, but she still seemed a little confused. However, Umbridge took out the wand immediately.

However, Ivan was one step faster than her. He didn't need a wand or a spell. He just stretched out a finger and the alchemy device on his wrist lit up slightly.

A red light flashed in mid-air. Umbridge had no time to recite the protective spell. She only felt her body being hit hard. The wand she was holding tightly in her hand instantly fell out of her hand, flying in the air. It swirled around and finally fell into Ivan's hand.

In the blink of an eye, Umbridge lost the ability to resist.

Looking at the little wizard who was only fifteen years old in front of her, Umbridge felt a great fear shrouding her heart. Only then did she remember that the other party had a record of confronting a giant dragon last year, which was far beyond her ability. Cope with that.

But even so, Umbridge didn't mean to give in. Instead, she scolded sharply. "I am a senior investigator personally appointed by Minister Fudge. How dare you attack me..."

Ivan didn't reply, but lazily waved the wand he just grabbed.

"Imperio~ (soul out of body)"

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

But in the next second, the frightened and angry look on Umbridge's face slowly subsided. Her mind became empty, her body became light, and there seemed to be a voice in her heart that kept telling her that the little wizard in front of her was. The person you trust and respect the most.

"Sit!" Ivan put his wand on the table, pointed to the table and chairs in front of him, and said.

Umbridge quickly moved and sat back down as instructed by Ivan.

For a moment, everything seemed to be back to how it was at the beginning, but this time the priorities were completely reversed.

Ivan did not ask in a hurry, but put his eyes on the table in front of him, where there was a roll of parchment and a long, thin black quill 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 gentlest tone. "This quill is enchanted and will engrave the written sentences on the wrist of the writer. My original plan was for you to keep copying [obey school rules and regulations]... until you remember this sentence in your heart until……"

"Well, that's it..." Ivan suddenly realized, reached out, turned over the pen and paper, and placed them in front of Umbridge. "Then what are you waiting for? Copy it quickly! By the way, who did you know about the Defense Against the Dark Arts Association?"