"Of course, strictly speaking, you didn't break the school rules, eh...... Not yet! ”

Speaking of this, Umbridge couldn't help but increase his tone a little, "But the premise is that you must disband the so-called study interest group as requested, and tell me...... Who instructed you to do this? ”

"No one told me, Professor, what to say, it was my own decision." Ivan shrugged his shoulders and spoke.

"Lies!" Umbridge scolded loudly, and his eyes looked straight into Ivan's face, as if trying to see something in his face.

She didn't believe that a fifteen-year-old wizard would have the whim to hold a hundred-person rally and make some remarks against the Ministry of Magic.

"Isn't it Dumbledore? He must have secretly instructed you to do all this, right? Umbridge asked eagerly, with a hint of anticipation.

Ivan looked at Umbridge with a strange look, and then asked with a sudden interest. "Well, if I say yes, what are you going to do with him?"

"So, you're willing to cooperate with us as a witness? Mr. Hals? Umbridge was faintly excited, and her face was full of surprise.

"You haven't answered my question yet, Professor......" Ivan replied noncommittally.

Only then did Umbridge calm down his excitement a little and speak.

"If everything you say is true, then our Headmaster Dumbledore is probably trying to force the students of Hogwarts to militarize training and form a scout army to fight against the Minister of Magic......"

"According to the regulations of the Ministry of Magic, this is a felony! If nothing else, he will be dismissed from his position as headmaster and spend the rest of his life in Azkaban......"

Umbridge said as he looked at Ivan, the threat was obvious.

Ivan didn't care about Umbridge's eyes, but continued to ask. "No accidents? But what if something happens? ”

"For example, Dumbledore was determined to take up magic and rebel against the Ministry of Magic...... What can you do with him? Ivan added.

He had always been very curious, where did Fudge get the courage to lead someone to capture Dumbledore in the original time and space, and his brain was broken?

"There are more than a hundred Aurors in the Ministry of Magic!" Umbridge stared at Ivan sternly, then continued arrogantly. "Dumbledore can't and won't dare to stand up to us, he must abide by the regulations of the Ministry of Magic and accept punishment unless...... He's ready to go against the wizarding world! ”

Ivan nodded, he kind of understood, it turned out that bureaucratic thinking was at work.

These people are accustomed to relying on order and laws to oppress people, and subconsciously feel that the individual cannot resist the will of the collective.

In addition, Dumbledore is usually very gentle and well-behaved, even if he is slandered by the Daily Prophet as an old madman and a fool, he can bear it, so Fudge and Umbridge have the illusion that they can arrest Dumbledore as long as they catch the handle.

"I hope you'll think about Hals!" Asked by Ivan, Umbridge's face also became a little gloomy, and she spoke again.

"Your mother, Althea, hasn't been very comfortable lately, and the Ministry of Magic is well aware that she's doing some small things in Tumbledown Alley.

But if you can cooperate with the Ministry of Magic and correct Dumbledore as a witness, then Minister Fudge may consider letting your mother go and ignore the matter......"

"Don't care about it?" Ivan almost couldn't help laughing, and then said with a sigh or a sigh. "I guess I understand that the Ministry of Magic has nothing to do with an out-of-spec, unruly wizard......"

"Looks like you've made up your mind to follow Dumbledore against the Ministry of Magic, right?" Umbridge swiped to his feet, his whole face ugly and a little scary, and his right hand was already on his wand.

"No, no, no, you got one thing wrong in the first place!" Ivan shook his head, pointed at himself, looked at Umbridge, and said with certainty. "It's me who put the students in a rally, and prepare to fight against the Ministry of Magic!"

Umbridge's face was full of astonishment, she seemed to suddenly understand something, but she still seemed to be a little puzzled, but Umbridge still drew her wand as soon as possible.

However, Ivan was one step ahead of her, he didn't need a wand, he didn't need a spell, he just stretched out a finger, and the alchemical device on his wrist lit up slightly.

A red light flashed in mid-air, and Umbridge didn't have time to recite the protective spell, only to feel his body being hit hard, and the wand he was holding in his hand came out of his hand in an instant, swirling in mid-air, and finally fell into Ivan's hand.

In a flash of lightning, Umbridge had lost the ability to resist.

Looking at the fifteen-year-old wizard in front of her, Umbridge only felt a great fear enveloping her heart, and then she remembered that the other party had a head-to-head battle against a giant dragon last year, which was far from being able to cope with herself.

But even so, Umbridge didn't mean to give in, but scolded sharply. "I'm the senior investigator appointed by Minister Fudge himself, and you dare to do anything to me......"

Ivan didn't reply, just lazily waved the wand he had just snatched.

"Imperio~"

The moment the incantation was pronounced, Umbridge screamed in terror.

But in the next second, the frightened and angry look on Umbridge's face slowly subsided, her mind was empty, her body became light, and there seemed to be a voice in her heart that kept telling her that the little wizard in front of her was the person she trusted and respected the most.

"Sit!" Ivan casually put his wand on the table, pointed to the table and chair in front of him, and spoke.

Umbridge quickly shifted his pace and sat back in his seat, as Ivan had commanded.

For a while, it seemed that everything was back to the way it was at the beginning, but this time the priorities were completely reversed.

Ivan did not rush to ask, but looked at the table in front of him, where there was a roll of parchment and a long, slender black quill with a particularly sharp tip.

"Is this thing used against me?" Ivan asked curiously.

"Yes, Mr. Hals......" Umbridge nodded, explaining in the gentlest of tones. The quill is enchanted to engrave the written sentence on the writer's wrist. My original intention was for you to keep copying [Obey the School Rules]...... Until you take this phrase to heart......"

"Well, that's right......" Ivan suddenly realized, reached out and flipped the pen and paper over and placed them in front of Umbridge. So what are you waiting for? Hurry up and copy it! By the way, who did you know about the Defence Against the Dark Arts Society. ”