Ivan's silence didn't do much good, but more students tried to squeeze in this direction.

The crowd and noise made several professors in the faculty chair a little unbearable, and Snape took out his wand and put it against his throat to bless himself with a loud sound charm, and then spoke.

"Silence! Everybody get me back to my seats! ”

Snape's deep pitch thundered like thunder in the Great Chamber.

For a while, the noisy large exhibition hall seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and it immediately went out, and the little wizards who were originally surrounding Ivan ran to their original positions at the fastest speed in their lives.

Ivan even saw a Slytherin student fall to the ground halfway through, and be stepped on a few times, but he still got up quickly while crying, even the students of the house behaved like this, which shows that Snape's prestige has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Snape was pleased with this, and he turned to Harry Dao.

"Potter, if you're going to make up some lies to get some attention, get out of here!"

Harry was trembling with rage, he thought that if he knew Hermione's killing curse, it might have been thrown in Snape's face, and he hadn't said a word since he came in!

Hermione and Ron were also indignant for a while, because they had already suffered a lot this time, so they didn't choose to stand up and retort loudly this time.

Ivan had long been accustomed to Snape's poisonous tongue, and even wondered why there were no routine deductions.

After calming down and savoring it carefully, Ivan faintly heard the warning implicit in Snape's words, that is, he didn't know why this dead tsundere had such a bad attitude to remind them not to reveal any information.

He should have known that Harry, a reckless man, couldn't understand it at all, and it didn't work for anything...

Either way, under Snape's pressure, he was able to stop for a moment now, and only a few low-pitched whispers could be heard around him.

At the same time, Ivan also noticed that the faces of several professors were clearly showing worry, but Snape sat back in his seat silently, looking at the corner of the faculty chair, and there was no emotion on his face.

Ivan followed Snape's gaze.

The seat representing Quirrell in the teacher's seat was empty, and Ivan estimated that Quirrell would never return after this serious injury.

Because Quirrell will be 100% the first suspect in the attack on Hagrid, unless Voldemort's brain is broken, no matter how he thinks, Quirrell will not let himself fall into the net, after all, Quirrell can't afford to be investigated at all.

What surprised Ivan was the giant eagle statue on the stage, where a translucent phoenix with a blue glow was standing!

"Is there a blue phoenix?" Harry also noticed this, and asked quietly in a low voice.

He thought it was beautiful, even more beautiful than the phoenix he had seen in the Headmaster's office, and just looking at it calmed Harry's somewhat irritated mood...

"That's Professor Dumbledore's Patronus!" Ivan spoke.

Ivan, who has read the original book, knows very well that Dumbledore's Patronus is different from others, and can be used as a medium to transmit information, and the Patronus is here, which means that Dumbledore's eyes have been watching here.

This also made Ivan understand why Professor McGonagall hadn't returned yet, and the other professors had already prepared and gathered all the students in the large hall in advance.

It is clear that this is the credit of the patron saint ...

"Patronus, what's that?" Harry felt like he had gone back to when he first started school, and didn't know much about anything.

"It's a Patronus summoned by the high-ranking Guardian Charm Caller Guardian, and it embodies the happy memories of the caster, and is generally used against Dementors," Ivan said.

Harry opened his face to ask what a Dementor was, but before Ivan could say anything, he explained softly, just to distract the others.

"The Dementor is a dangerous creature, a bit like the Muggle Grim Reaper, with a corrupt and cold body, and lives off pleasures..."

Ivanti's mouth really attracted the attention of the little wizards around him, after all, the Divine Guardian is a high-level spell, and even the high-level young wizards may not be able to master it.

Not to mention the Dementors, many people have not even heard of them, so they don't think about dragons anymore for a while, and listen curiously to Ivan's story.

Within a few minutes of Ivan's words, Professor McGonagall walked out of the door on the side of the hall, her expression a little more relaxed than before, but her brow was still furrowed, and several professors gathered around to ask about the situation.

Because of the distance, Ivan couldn't hear what they were saying at all, and while he was guessing, he saw the blue phoenix figure on the giant eagle statue gradually become illusory and transparent, and finally disappeared as a point of light.

At the same time, the closed door of the exhibition hall was opened again, and Dumbledore's figure appeared in front of everyone, different from his usual kind and humorous appearance, with a little more heavy on his face, which also made the whispers of the little wizards become much quieter when he passed by the dean's table of the universities.

Walking onto the stage, Dumbledore's gaze paused for a moment on the empty seat representing Quirrell, then cleared his throat and said.

"The reason why you have been summoned here at this time is because there is something important to announce..."

Dumbledore's eyes glanced around, and when he saw that the young wizards in the audience were all looking at him, and no one was deserting, he said again.

"The school's hunting ground guard, Rubeus Hagrid was attacked by unknown individuals while patrolling the Forbidden Forest today, although his life was not in danger... But we have not yet found a trace of the attacker. ”

"From today onwards, the school is under full martial law, no one is allowed to leave the castle without permission, and I will let professors who have free time patrol the castle regularly until the holidays or the murderer is caught!" Dumbledore's tone was serious, and everyone could tell that he wasn't joking.

Ivan looked disappointed, he didn't expect Dumbledore to be able to find Quirrell's trace this time, and it would be difficult to find Quirrell's trace after this time.

The young wizards in the audience whispered, and Dumbledore had to raise his voice.

"In addition to these disappointing things, I need to give a few extra points here..."