Ivan was very depressed, saying that what about powerful bloodline magic? Or was he not taking the medicine in the right position?

Suddenly, Ivan remembered that when he was taking blood, he seemed to have received a prompt sound from the system, but at that time, due to the arrival of Professor McGonagall, he had not had time to check it.

After opening it, Ivan realized that it was a mission.

After reading it, Ivan's expression suddenly became extremely exciting, and he even wanted to scold.

[Mission: Promised Revenge.]

Objective: Kill Quirrell

Mission Description: Cecilia is an adult female unicorn who roams the depths of the Forbidden Forest as a free and holy creature until one day she is slain by an evil sorcerer, and you appease Cecilia in her pain and despair, and solemnly promise to avenge her in the future.

Note: You will need to fulfill your promise to gain Cecilia's approval, and before that time it will choose to wait and see rather than help you. 】

Ivan looked confused, when did he promise to avenge Cecilia?

He clearly remembered what he was saying...

[Anyway, your enemy probably won't live long... Rest in peace.. 】

It's all about stating a fact, not any promise... How is it misinterpreted like this?

Ivan shouted angrily in his head,

System, you get out of here and explain!

However, the high cooling system does not indicate anything.

"Nobel, I shouldn't dislike your blood magic too low." Ivan, who was cheated for some reason, sighed helplessly, but it was too late to regret it at this time.

If there is no bloodline magic, there will be no it, who knows if it is as powerful as described in the book "Bloodline Origin"... Maybe it's actually very weak, and the chicken may be weak.

Ivan could only think about the benefits he had gotten in his misery, at least his magic power had been greatly improved, wasn't it? Proficiency in a wave of magic has also been added.

What's more, there is no punishment for the task released by the system, he can just leave it like that, maybe in a few days Quirrell will hang up because he is too injured, and the task will be completed automatically?

After all, according to the causal relationship, it was also killed indirectly.

After gathering his mood, Ivan retreated from the potions storage room and re-entered the training ground through the Room of Requirement.

He needs a little time to grasp his skyrocketing strength, so as not to cause irreparable consequences due to misjudgment in actual combat.

By the time Ivan returned to the dormitory, it was already dark, and after a night of practice, Ivan found himself going to class again before he could rest.

Dragging his tired body, Ivan ate breakfast in the large exhibition hall, and what made him a little strange was that no matter where he went, there were people watching him.

At first, Ivan thought it was yesterday's events that were still fermenting, but soon realized that something was wrong, because even Harry and Ron looked at him a little strangely.

"What are you watching me all the time?" Ivan couldn't bear it anymore, and finally asked out loud.

"I think you're a little different from yesterday." Ron finally said what he had been holding in his heart for a long time, and Harry nodded repeatedly.

They really couldn't understand how Ivan, who had just slept at night, had changed so much when he woke up in the morning in the same bedroom.

Ivan was frightened for a moment, wondering if he had become a half-human, half-unicorn monster, and hurriedly tapped his wand on an empty plate to transform it into a boxy mirror, and then picked it up to examine.

After seeing the mirror-reflected face, Ivan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Blonde hair and black pupils, or he is right, but his skin is a little whiter and tenderer, the blue magic streamer is faintly visible in his eyes, and more importantly, his temperament has changed a lot, and he can't help but exude affinity, a bit like a legendary elf, even he wants to get close to it.

"Ivan, your Transfiguration Charm is even more powerful." Hermione also sat down with a book at this time, looked at the mirror on the table and sighed, and then said playfully.

"Of course, you're prettier, a little taller..."

"I'd be happier if you didn't use pretty as an adjective." Ivan waved his wand and turned the mirror back and rolled his eyes.

Ivan has some guesses about his current state, which should be inherited from the unicorn's affinity talent, but I don't know why it is not displayed on the system bar.

It was supposed to be a very powerful ability, but Ivan was a headache, because the change between the nights was so sudden and obvious that he was worried that Dumbledore would see something.

"How the hell did you do it, and did you use any potions? Could it be a legendary aphrodisiac? Ron asked curiously.

"Who has used aphrodisiacs on himself? And aphrodisiacs can't achieve this effect at all. Hermione directly rejected Ron's claim, but her eyes were still looking at Ivan eagerly, obviously wanting to know as well.

"I don't know, probably because I grew a little faster last night, you know this age is the time when the development is faster." Ivan said vaguely.

Ron and the others were speechless for a moment, obviously everyone was about the same age, why hadn't they developed like this?

Ivan could see that they didn't believe it, but he didn't explain anything, and he wasn't going to expose the matter of the bloodline fusion potion.

The method of gathering materials was not glamorous, and if Snape knew that he had stolen his potion, he might have done something.

Second, the success rate of bloodline fusion is not stable, and Ivan is not sure that the potion formula given by the system will be 100% successful, let alone let others try it.

While a few people were chatting, a strange voice suddenly came over from the long table in Slytherin House.

"I don't think Headmaster Dumbledore has been in the school for long, I sent a letter back yesterday, and my dad was so frightened that he knew there was a dragon in Hogwarts, and told the Minister of Magic overnight, and it was said that the investigating officers would be there this evening!"

Ivan quickly turned his head to look over, but saw Malfoy holding a letter in his hand, showing it off.

"Malfoy!" Harry slapped the table and got up, eager to rush up and punch him twice.

Malfoy also noticed Harry at this time, and the corners of his mouth raised a smile, and said in a strange way.

"Isn't this Potter? Once Headmaster Dumbledore is gone, there will be no one left to protect you. ”

"I didn't know that Malfoy's father was so timid, but when I heard that there was a dragon at Hogwarts, I immediately freaked out. You know, according to Seamus, I rode it around the sky twice. Ivan said lightly.

Malfoy's face immediately turned red, and he subconsciously wanted to scold, but for some reason, seeing Ivan's face, Malfoy always couldn't open his mouth, but wanted to praise a few words.

"My dad was just worried about me!" Malfoy barely managed to squeeze out a sentence in this twisted entanglement, and hurried away, he always felt that he had fallen into Ivan's charm magic.