Chapter Twenty-Eight: I Believe You Are a Ghost! You're a bad old man, you're bad!
Fawkes, who was lazily combing his feathers, suddenly shuddered inexplicably, raised his red eyes and looked around at possible threats, and after finding that there was nothing here except a little wizard with low magic power and harmlessness to humans and animals, he closed his eyes and rested peacefully.
Ivan, who is harmless to humans and animals, stretched out his sinful right hand under the banner of being close to each other and facilitating future communication.
The nimble fingers paused briefly in the air, and Ivan saw that Fawkes was still closing his sleep, so he cautiously stroked Fawkes's feathers with one finger first.
At the moment of contact, the fake phoenix opened his eyes smartly, and after a stalemate with Ivan's big eyes and small eyes for a while, Fawkes, who confirmed that the other party had no malicious intentions, still slapped Ivan's evil hand with his wings very arrogantly, and his eyes were full of warnings.
As a phoenix, how can anyone touch it...
However, no matter how arrogant Fawkes is, it can't compare to Ivan's shameless closeness,
After all, as Dumbledore's pet and quite human, Fawkes naturally couldn't do anything to Ivan, and finally hid with Ivan like hide and seek for a few minutes and then reluctantly compromised.
This is also related to the fact that Ivan did not show the slightest malice from beginning to end, otherwise Ivan's finger would have been gone long ago.
"I didn't expect that I would have a day to play a phoenix!" Ivan happily put his hands on Fawkes, using his experience as a parrot in his previous life, and it was best to brush his favor to the point where he would not resist when he drew blood.
Phoenix Fawkes gradually changed from impatience at the beginning to indifference, and finally was even willing to raise his proud head and let Ivan flick the feathers around his neck.
While Ivan was stroking Fawkes, he was also carefully looking at this immortal bird in Western legends.
Unlike the mythical beast phoenix in Ivan's previous life, Fawkes looks more like a large turkey with beautiful golden-red feathers, although it also looks majestic, but somehow, Ivan inexplicably thinks about how it tastes when he sees it...
Ivan had an idea, he might be able to fill his brain with delicious food, and he would do it when he thought of it, and Ivan thought about frying and frying in his mind.. Barbecue and frying.. A variety of cuisines.
Just as Ivan was thinking about roasting the phoenix on fire, a gentle voice suddenly sounded.
"Flames are a breeding ground for phoenixes, maybe you can cook it differently."
Ivan turned his head to look over, Dumbledore's tall body was walking through the door, and the age of more than 100 years did not seem to cause any obstacles to the greatest white wizard of this century, he was still in good spirits, and even had the interest to joke with Ivan.
Fawkes, who was being stroked by Ivan, flew up in a hurry, pecked at Ivan's head angrily, and then fluttered and flew onto Dumbledore's hat, looking at Ivan with a wary expression.
Fawkes never thought that the harmless little wizard in front of him actually had plans to roast himself.
"Professor, I'm curious how you know I'm thinking this? Can you read my memory? Ivan touched his head, which hurt a little, and asked innocently.
"Sometimes a person's actions and behaviors can also reveal his thoughts." Dumbledore didn't admit it, he didn't refute it, he just spoke meaningfully.
Ivan had a sudden realization on his face, but he had already begun to complain frantically in his heart.
I believe you're a ghost! You're a bad old man, you're bad!
Perhaps because the experience card he had redeemed had not yet arrived, Ivan felt a force sneak into his brain at the same time as Dumbledore first spoke, and it was not until he asked that this power disappeared.
Ivan could guess with his toes that this power was Dumbledore's soul retribution, but he didn't know why he could detect such silent and soul-related traces of magic in the experience card state.
For some reason, Dumbledore didn't use it anymore after retrieving the Dementor Retriever, but instead sat in the Headmaster's chair dragging his long blue-purple robe, motioning for Ivan to sit down, and then took some snacks out of the drawer and placed them on the table.
"Do you want some cockroach piles? How about the latest flavor of Zizi Honey Candy? Dumbledore picked out a bit of the same and let Ivan taste it.
Ivan didn't touch the notorious cockroach pile, but he was a little interested, took out an unpack, and threw it into his mouth.
The teeth bite, the mouth is full of honey, and the broken sugar cubes seem to have self-awareness, beating wildly in the mouth, dodging Ivan's teeth, a bit like the popping candy he had eaten in his previous life, but the bite is sweeter.
Dumbledore didn't rush to ask, but fetched Ivan another glass of chilled lemonade before he made the appearance of a listener.
After eating some candy and pouring more than half a glass of lemon juice, Ivan gradually eased his anxiety when he first met Dumbledore, and opened his mouth to tell what had happened.
Of course, Ivan wasn't talking about what Hermione said when she lied, after all, it was a bit too fake, let alone Dumbledore, he didn't believe it himself.
Furthermore, Ivan wasn't sure if Dumbledore would suddenly use the Dementor in the middle of his story, or if he could see something on his face.
So what Ivan said was almost always the truth, but he just withheld some key information from it.
In the end, what he said became that he learned from Harry before the Halloween banquet that Hermione was hiding in the bathroom alone, and he went to look for it worriedly, and after encountering a troll halfway, he entered the dark tunnel to hide, and then Hermione was passively attracted over, and he stepped forward to kill the troll in the end.
In order to increase credibility, even Ivan said in general terms what happened to the battle.
The remaining suspicions are the iron thorns that have been transformed in advance to limit the troll's movements, and the sleeping potion that may have been detected on the troll's corpse.
The former Ivan can't explain, if Dumbledore asks, he can only assume that he is practicing the Transfiguration Charm and the Shrinking Charm, but fortunately, Ivan started making this thing a few days ago, and many young wizards can testify to him, so no matter how Dumbledore investigates, he can only come to this conclusion.
The latter Ivanti didn't mention it, because even if it was detected, Dumbledore was not the only one who suspected him, and Chino was the one who was most likely to take the blame.
Ivan quickly calculated the doubts in his words in his heart to see if there were any omissions.
However, Dumbledore's next reaction made Ivan feel like a heavy punch to the cotton....