The next day, after breakfast, Ivan pulled his suitcase, said goodbye to the still reluctant Althea, and went to the Leaky Cauldron Bar in Diagon Alley alone.

As an important meeting point between the British wizarding world and the real world, it is a noisy place at all times.

When Ivan pushed the door and entered, he happened to hear several wizards sitting not far away, talking about the chaos in the alley during this time.

One of them angrily drank wine and complained that he couldn't even sleep lately, and that he wished the dark wizards were all dead!

Ivan frowned, but he didn't mean to be angry, but he was secretly vigilant in his heart.

It seems that the explosion and fire of the battle a few days ago have caused more impact than he expected, and have attracted the attention of many people, which is not a good sign.

Fortunately, Ivan soon breathed a sigh of relief, because he found that there were only a few people in the Leaky Cauldron Bar who cared about the dark wizards in Tumbledown Alley, and most wizards were talking about the upcoming Quidditch World Cup soon!

Obviously, this world event is more eye-catching than the death of a few dark wizards in Tumbledown Alley.

A drunken wizard slammed the table after Ivan stepped into the bar, stood up, and said triumphantly.

"Hah! I'm betting on the Bulgarian team, they've won four games in a row and they'll win this time too! I've pressed a full 500 gold Galleons, and I'm sure I'll make a lot of money this time! ”

"Who said that? Ireland's Krum is the best Seeker in the world, and he's sure to catch the Golden Snitch! Bulgaria is doomed this time! ”

The wizard on the opposite side also shouted loudly, singing about the Bulgarian team, the male witch was so angry that his face turned red, and the two gangs almost didn't pinch on the spot...

Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron Bar, watched this scene happily, not only did not mean to dissuade him, but instead added fuel to the fire and asked if he wanted to have a drinking competition, and whoever won was decided!

Ivan shook his head in the midst of the noise, even though he had lived in the wizarding world for so many years, he still couldn't understand why these wizards were so enthusiastic about a game played in the sky.

That's fine, and there will be fewer people who have the heart to pay attention to Tumbledown Alley.

Ivan thought to himself, tugging on his suitcase to find a place to sit and wait, but when he crossed the noisy front desk and entered the bar, he found that Dumbledore was already waiting there.

After many days, Dumbledore was still the same old look, dressed in gray gray, with a long beard hanging down to his chest, stained with some wine.

The injury on his right hand didn't seem to have bothered his life too much, and he switched to his left hand to raise a glass and drink, and was chatting happily with the two elderly wizards at the moment, not at all matching Ivan's imaginary twilight appearance.

If it were a different person, I am afraid that I would never have thought that the strongest white wizard in the wizarding world in front of me would not be long in life.

"I'm sorry, Professor Dumbledore, I look like I'm a little late!" Ivan strode over and beckoned.

Dumbledore put down his glass, turned his head around, smiled at Ivan when he saw it, and then looked at the magic clock hanging on the wall, and spoke.

"You're not too late, Hals! It's me who arrived a little early! And it is customary for me to visit your mother myself if I am traveling! ”

"But I think you're different from ordinary little wizards and can handle these things on your own, so please allow me to be lazy for a while..."

"After all, your mother's Althea may have some opinions about me," Dumbledore said teasingly, but there was not much smile on his face.

Ivan rolled his eyes, he felt that there was more to it than "some" opinions.

At the same time, Dumbledore's words also aroused Ivan's curiosity, and he hesitated for a moment before asking. "Professor, do you have any conflict with my mother?"

"Hmm... Contradiction? It can also be said that there are some things in this world that are always difficult to distinguish between right and wrong..."

Dumbledore said in a vague tone, he didn't seem to want to talk about this, and without waiting for Ivan to continue asking, he changed the subject and continued.

"Now that you're here, we'd better go now! If all goes well, you'll probably have to stay there for a while! ”

"Of course, if you're feeling bored, you don't have to stay there all summer to make it to this year's Quidditch World Cup!"

"Sirius wrote to me a few days ago and told me a lot of things, in fact, there is something about the World Cup, he spent a lot of money to book some first-class tickets, which is the best location, and he plans to invite you all to go!"

As he spoke, Dumbledore took a ticket from the sleeve of his wizard's robe and handed it to Ivan.

Ivan didn't expect Sirius to be so out of the way after clearing his name, and he actually planned to go to see the Quidditch Cup.

Of course, it is also possible that because of the Regulus affair, Sirius has been in a bad mood lately and wants to relax.

As for this ticket, Ivan thought about it and didn't take it, so he shook his head and refused. "Professor... In fact, I don't have much interest in the Quidditch World Cup, and I'd rather read more books when I have the time... If you have time to write back, thank him for his kindness! ”

Between learning alchemy and watching a ball game, Ivan decisively chose the former, because he really didn't have much interest in this kind of flying sport.

The only good thing about going to the scene is to be able to set up a game to catch Barty Crouch Jr. early!

However, it is useless to catch a Death Eater, but it will also startle the snake, making Voldemort hiding in the shadows more cautious, and even reformulating the resurrection plan.

In this case, things will be completely out of his control, it is better to go on as usual, secretly destroy the remaining Horcruxes, and then bring someone to surround Voldemort and send him a surprise!

Not to mention that he has lived in the wizarding world for three whole years, and under the butterfly effect, it is not certain that the Death Eaters will make a mess at the World Cup venue!

Dumbledore didn't know what Ivan was thinking, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

If he remembered correctly, Ivan's level of Quidditch was very high, having won two consecutive Quidditch Cups for Gryffindor, and he thought Ivan would be very interested in this World Cup.

On the side, the bald wizard who also heard these words suddenly stood up in surprise, his drunken face was red, and he looked at Ivan and screamed in surprise.

"Oh! Oh my God, someone here is saying they're not interested in the Quidditch World Cup, you're kidding, right? ”

The wizards in the Leaky Cauldron also turned their heads one after another, showing surprised expressions.

"If you think so, then I'm joking," Ivan shrugged helplessly, not arguing with an alcoholic, and followed Dumbledore out of the Leaky Cauldron.

"British wizards love Quidditch, Hals!" When he was out the door, Dumbledore opened his mouth to explain. "Especially during this time, there are always some irrational ball maniacs in the Leaky Cauldron, and if you don't want to get in trouble, at least on the surface, you have to appear to be very interested in Quidditch!"

Ivan remembered the football madman in England in his previous life, and he understood a little, so he asked curiously. "What about you? Do you also like to play Quidditch? ”

Dumbledore smiled and didn't reply, he looked up at the sky, and a golden-red phoenix was flying towards them.

"The time is just right, pull me, I'll take you over!" Dumbledore raised his left arm and spoke.

Ivan nodded and grabbed Dumbledore's outstretched forearm.

The celestial Fawkes was getting closer and closer, and golden flames were rising all over his body, and it looked like a large fireball was crashing towards him.

Ivan forcibly stopped the idea of dodging, and with Dumbledore's strength, he wanted to harm himself, so he didn't have to bother.

The next moment, the fireball hit his body, and Ivan felt that his body was ignited by the flames, but the difference was that there was no such burning feeling, and it was very warm attached to his body.

Ivan didn't panic, because when they went to the Ministry of Magic before, they teleported in a similar way.

It's just that what Ivan didn't expect was that when the flames covered his body, Dumbledore suddenly spoke.

"Remember, we're going to this time..."

What is it?

Ivan's mind was stunned, and then the world swirled, and Dumbledore's voice became smaller and smaller, and he couldn't hear the follow-up words at all.

When Ivan came out of the firelight, he found that the place looked desolate, with only dirt and sand on the ground.

Ivan didn't have time to look more, and turned his head to look at Dumbledore very anxiously. "Professor, can you tell me more about the place you just asked me to remember?"

"It's already in your head, isn't it?" Dumbledore said earnestly. "Think about it!"

Ivan was confused and didn't understand what Dumbledore was talking about, but then he realized that he had an extra coordinate in his mind, and he didn't know what it was.

"These are the coordinates, and they're important! You can try to use Apparition Shifter yourself next time, but it's best not too often! Dumbledore said in a deep voice.

Ivan realized that he knew that he had learned some contract magic and that it was easier to keep the location secret in this way.

"Let's go!" Dumbledore patted Ivan on the shoulder, glanced around to make sure of the direction, and finally walked towards the empty grass.

Ivan hurriedly followed, and after a few steps, he felt that he had hit an obstacle, as if he was in a quagmire, and every step was very difficult.

Dumbledore in front of him had disappeared in front of him, and Ivan was in a dilemma for a while, so he had to squeeze forward desperately.

After a few steps forward, the desolate scene ahead seemed to be erased by a mysterious force, and a vast courtyard appeared in front of him out of thin air.

In the center of the courtyard stood a strange house, as if it were alive, and a few eye-like windows were staring at it.

Can alchemy animate an entire house?

Ivan couldn't help but wonder if if it was an enemy who came in, would this house stand up and fight people like Transformers.

It shouldn't be that exaggerated, right?

Ivan silently complained in his mind, then looked at Dumbledore and asked. "Professor, it seems that something was holding me back when I came in just now, is it a protective mechanism here?"

"Yes, Nick has hidden the house and set up some traps, and the exact location of the entrance changes every once in a while." Dumbledore replied.

Ivan frowned, how was he sure the entrance was when he came by himself?

"Keep an eye on the movement of the magic, as long as you cast a spell, it will definitely leave some traces, especially this kind of continuous magic." Dumbledore saw Ivan's confusion and explained.

There was an embarrassed expression on Ivan's face, he couldn't perceive the so-called traces of spell casting at all, and the last time he cracked Voldemort's mechanism, he still relied on his understanding of the original plot to pretend

"Don't be in a hurry, you'll find out one day!" Dumbledore also realized that with Ivan's current strength, he might not be able to do this, so he comforted him.

The two of them walked all the way down the bluestone path in the courtyard towards the central house.

Ivan looked around curiously, very interested in the alchemist's residence, from time to time from the side of the road running by the crowds of alchemy creatures, strange snoring huge door panels... Everything is so magical.

It was like a fairytale wonderland, and Ivan had even seen some Muggle things, but they were clearly enchanted.

"I heard Sirius say that you destroyed a Horcrux in the Black family's mansion?" On the way, Dumbledore suddenly asked.

When he was at the Leaky Cauldron just now, he wanted to ask, but there were so many people there that it was not suitable to discuss this kind of thing.

"That's right! That's right! Two years ago, I had access to that diary and almost died in the secret room, so I was so impressed that when I found the locket, I realized that something was wrong..."

Ivan knew before that Sirius would definitely report the matter of the Horcruxes to Dumbledore, so naturally he had already made a draft, and quickly explained the general situation of the matter.

"Anyway, that's it! After destroying the Horcruxes, we went to the cave where the fake Horcruxes were placed, brought Regulus, who had turned into a corpse, and buried him in the Black family's cemetery. Ivan concluded with little to hide the whole process.

Even the thing that he released a fierce fire spell in the cave and finally got out of control was said.

Because Ivan knew that even if he didn't say it, Dumbledore would definitely know from Lupin and Sirius, and it would only increase his suspicions.

Dumbledore listened quietly, and when he saw Ivan's tone relaxed, as if destroying a Horcrux and going to the cave where Voldemort had placed the Horcruxes was not a big deal, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

A few months ago, Snape's sarcastic words came back to his mind...