Ivan's gaze slowly swept over the audience, he was very dissatisfied with such efficiency, but he used the communication magic props and notified everyone at the same time!

The wizards who arrived looked a little overwhelmed under Ivan's gaze, and they didn't quite understand where they had angered each other.

"Ten minutes!" Ivan glanced at the clock hanging in the room again, then turned to the crowd and spoke. "Signal from me... It took you ten minutes to get here with your apparitions! I have to say that your incompetence is far beyond my expectations! ”

"Even a group of Muggles who received the order and arrived here from either side of Tumbledown Alley probably wouldn't have taken that long!"

Ivan's words were sharp, and the wizards who were staring at him lowered their heads tremblingly, not daring to look at him.

The scene of Ivan's murder yesterday was still imprinted in their hearts, so no matter how hard Ivan scolded him, they didn't dare to refute it.

"Who was the last to arrive? Stand out! Ivan said expressionlessly.

"It's... It was me, and I was... I'm going to the toilet, Your Excellency! A wizard in his thirties walked out tremblingly, looking at Ivan in fear and stammering as he explained.

"Going to the toilet? That's a good reason—" Ivan scoffed, and instead of asking, he turned his gaze to the second-to-last witch to arrive.

"What about you? Grace! ”

"I... I'm taking a bath, Your Excellency—" said the witch in embarrassment.

"I hate it when people lie... Grace! Or are you going to tell me that you're going to roll in the sand after taking a shower? Ivan glanced at the other party, and keenly noticed that there was a lot of dust on the other party's wizard robes, which did not look like new clothes.

"Yes... I'm sorry... Lord Hals! Please also... Please forgive me for my offense! ”

Exposed by Ivan on the spot, and staring at it with indifferent eyes, Grace's face turned white with fright, and she knelt down on the spot, prostrate on the ground, and begged Ivan to spare her life.

After witnessing Ivan reversing black and white in the conference hall yesterday, forcing Rhys Knott to "confess", and killing Rhys Knott in an instantaneous manner by strange means, the seeds of fear were deeply rooted in Grace's heart, for fear that the other party would torture or even kill herself if she disagreed.

Grace's reaction made Ivan stunned, he just wanted to beat the other party and get some small punishment to make these wizards understand the importance of discipline, but he didn't expect Grace to be scared like this, and knelt down directly.

Am I that scary? Ivan was very depressed, and then felt that this must be the other party's poor psychological quality, and he thought that the wizards in Falling Alley were all ruthless characters, and it seemed that this may not be the case.

Ivan shook his head secretly, and had to extinguish his intention to punish the two on the spot, but he still kept a straight face, looked around at everyone with a sharp gaze and continued to speak.

"And what about you, what other reason? I remember yesterday when I told you that you would meet here this afternoon! ”

All the wizards didn't dare to reply, so they silently accepted Ivan's reprimand, and some of them complained in their hearts, thinking that Ivan was completely making a fuss, they just came a little late, and did not delay anything important.

Ivan had been paying attention to the expressions on everyone's faces, and naturally he could easily guess their thoughts, and he couldn't help but increase his tone.

"I hope you haven't forgotten that we are in a life-and-death dispute, and that we are in danger at all times!

If you're notified this time because one of you has been attacked in Tumbledown Alley, you'd better pray that you'll be lucky enough to wait for your companions to take care of things before they come to your rescue! ”

Ivan's words struck the hearts of Grace and the others like a wake-up call.

The coffin containing Elver's body was placed in front of them, and the bloody facts told them that this was not alarmist, and that if they had reacted a little faster when they had been notified yesterday, perhaps Elver would have survived.

"Grace, Josel—" Ivan asked, looking back at the last two to arrive. If you're attacked by a wizard team sent by House Nott, when do you think reinforcements should arrive? ”

Naturally, the sooner the better! Not a second can be delayed!

Grace thought so, but didn't say it immediately, because she understood that Ivan was not asking about this, but asking herself to give a time limit for gathering.

"One minute!" Grace calculated, gritted her teeth, and spoke.

She felt that even if she was in the bathroom or bathing, she could deal with it urgently in a minute, after all, it only took a phantom to reach the venue, and it would not take much time.

"Thirty seconds!" Josel was more ruthless than Grace, and in order to avoid punishment, he directly shortened the time by half.

"Excellent! Then according to what you said, it is usually limited to one minute, and thirty seconds after receiving an emergency notification! The next time I'll start the timer, and latecomers will be severely punished, no exceptions, no reason! Ivan said very strongly.

The wizards present glared at Grace and Josel, and secretly complained in their hearts why they didn't talk a little longer, what if they slept too deeply when they were ordered to do so late at night?

Or simply take a shower halfway through, dry your body and get dressed in less than 30 seconds.

Josel and Grace didn't pay attention to everyone's gaze, they were glad that Ivan had spared him generously, and they were even ready to be cut out of their hearts just now.

Ivan watched the reactions of the wizards present, and couldn't help but be a little disappointed, these wizards were too scattered, just a group of stragglers who had been gathered together, they obviously lacked training and discipline!

But now was not the time to think about it, and after a reprimand, Ivan asked Fren to take Elver's coffin and go to the cemetery with him, and find a suitable place to bury him.

At the time of the funeral, Ivan personally recited the prayer in recognition of Elver Grinter's exploits during his lifetime.

Part of it is for show, and the other part is also sincere.

Although he had nothing to do with the victim before that, Elver Grint was a subordinate recruited by Althea in his name, and he lost his life for it, so Ivan certainly wouldn't be perfunctory.

In the process, Ivan also met Elver's mother, Mrs. Grinthe.

The white-haired witch looked pitiful with tears in her eyes, her husband and daughter had died in the last wizarding war, and now they had lost their last child.

Ivan sighed, feeling a little blocked in his heart, but he also understood that such a thing could not be avoided, and which wizard living in Tumbledown Alley had a happy family?

Ivan took the money bag full of gold galleons, walked up to the old witch, and said apologetically.

"Lady Grinter, I'm sorry we went a step too late to save your son. He has always been heroic, fought until the last moment, and is a well-deserved hero! ”

"Besides, it's three hundred Galleons, please take it... There's not much more we can do! Ivan handed over the money bag containing the gold galleons, ready to be scolded.

For a mother who has lost a child, no amount of anger is normal.

However, all this did not happen, and Mrs. Grint, with a low sob, took the bag that Ivan had handed her, and thanked her in a choked voice.

She knew very well that her children were doing the work of exchanging money for their lives, and that the least valuable thing in Tumbledown Alley was human life, and that Ivan was able to hold a funeral for Elver after his death and pay him a pension of three hundred Galleons.

If he had changed employers, Elver would have ended up abandoning his corpse in the wilderness...

So even with her grief in her heart, Mrs. Grint did not blame Ivan for Elver's death.

The funeral lasted more than an hour, and it was not until late evening that Ivan returned to the Boginbock store with the crowd.

Just when Ivan was thinking about whether to take this opportunity to come to a training session, Doggett brought him good news.

"Old Rozier has agreed to meet with you... Now he is waiting, he said that he has something to tell you, and he will not be able to say it until you arrive. ”

"So fast?" Ivan couldn't help but be a little surprised, he remembered that Doggett had only mentioned it to him in the morning, and he thought he would have to wait a few days.

"Heh, I casually mentioned it to him, and that guy was scared out..."Doggett said with a sneer.

Ivan glanced at him, a little curious about what Doggett had said to the other party, as for scaring them like this.

However, considering that making the other party wait too long might cause trouble, Ivan didn't ask too much and cast the illusion to go to the agreed place with Doggett.

Anyway, you'll find out when you meet...

With a burst of space displacement, when Ivan came back to his senses, he found himself near a dilapidated house.

It's a desolate place, probably on the east corner of Tumbledown Alley, and in the distance you can see the ruins of the battle with the law enforcers.

"Come out, Mr. Rozier, hiding is a loss of your pure-blood family's grace, isn't it?" Ivan looked around, there was no one nearby, but he was sure that the other party was still around.

Ivan's words rang out on the empty rooftop, and it took ten seconds before another voice rang out.

"Please forgive me for my rudeness, Lord Hals, after all, I came alone, so be careful."

A middle-aged wizard in his fifties dressed in a gorgeous robe appeared out of thin air, with a slightly apologetic look on his face, followed by a house-elf.

Ivan frowned, of course he understood that the other party must have been hiding in the dark just now to check the situation, once there were too many people coming from his side, or if he sensed that the situation was wrong, he would probably run away.

Sure enough, it's the same as Doggett said, it's not okay...

While Ivan was observing the other party, old Rozier was also looking at him.

After half a ring, old Rozier suddenly said with emotion.

"You are younger than I thought, Lord Hals! If it weren't for Doggett, I wouldn't have believed that you have the power of the Dark Lord at this age..."

Although he had learned a lot of information from Doggett, old Rozier was still a little incredulous when he looked at Ivan's immature face.

A young wizard who is at most thirteen or fourteen years old should still be in Hogwarts, and even if he starts practicing magic from the moment the magic bursts, it will never take more than ten years to learn!

Is such a little imp really so powerful, can it really be compared to the Dark Lord?

Old Rozier was very skeptical that Doggett was playing tricks.

Do I have the power of Voldemort? Ivan glanced at Doggett obliquely, wondering if he should change someone else to do this kind of diplomatic work next time, otherwise there would be more outrageous rumors in the Downturn Alley in the near future.

Doggett did not change his face, and it was normal to brag appropriately when negotiating and pressuring.

And he thinks that even Voldemort probably can't do such a weird thing as killing people with a snap of his fingers, so in a way, it's not a lie...

Although Ivan kept complaining in his heart, he was silent and impatient on the surface.

"I heard Doggett say you have a very important piece of information to tell me, but you have to see me in person before you can reveal it?"

"Yes, Lord Hals! The Rozier family is willing to submit to you... Just be generous enough to consider two small conditions. Old Rozier was slightly hunched over, looking very humble, and did not have the arrogance of a pure-blood wizard at all.

"Let's talk about it..."Ivan raised his eyebrows, not surprised, his side does have an advantage, but the other party is not without the ability to resist, if you want to persuade old Rozier to betray the original camp, it will definitely not work without paying some price.

"First, I would like you to allow our Rozier family to retain their corresponding share of the wizarding market." Old Rozier proposed.

"Yes!" Ivan did not hesitate and agreed directly.

For the first pure-blood family to rebel, some preferential treatment is still necessary.

The Rozier family also does not occupy a large share of the wizarding market, and in fact has no effect, if this is deprived, no pure-blood family will be willing to surrender in the future.

After Ivan agreed, the elder Rozier breathed a sigh of relief, his main concern was the interests of the family, as long as this could save everything else.

"What about the second condition?" Ivan didn't have the heart to spend time here with the other party, so he asked directly.

"Second condition..."Old Rozier hesitated for a long time, as if he was struggling with whether to say it or not, and finally gritted his teeth and said tentatively.

"Lord Hals, you may not know, but I have been obsessed with powerful magic since I was a child, and fifteen years ago I had the privilege of seeing His Excellency the Dark Lord single-handedly fight dozens of Aurors, and the power of magic is so amazing that I will never forget it to this day..."