Umbridge's sudden spell was beyond everyone's expectations,

Professor McGonagall was even more taken aback, she had guessed that most of these ghost faces were created by Ivan using the Transfiguration Charm, and if they were broken by the Transfiguration Charm on the spot, it would be over.

However, what neither McGonagall nor Fudge expected was that the Transfiguration Charm was of no use, and Ghostface still hadn't changed at all.

"It can't be!" Umbridge shouted in a gaffe.

Dumbledore wasn't too surprised by this result, and when he first came into contact with the masks, he had a rough estimate of Ivan's Transfiguration Charm. It's just that for some reason, these wooden ghost face structures that have been deformed are very stable, even beyond the level they should be.

Dumbledore didn't know that Ivan accidentally used magic to parse a mahogany round table during the second magic explosion, and he knew the wooden structure very well, otherwise he wouldn't have been so surprised.

On the other hand, although Umbridge is a high-ranking official of the Ministry of Magic, he has been busy consolidating power and intrigue over the years, and his spellcasting level is very average, even if he uses the Manifestation Charm, it is impossible to quickly disintegrate these wooden ghost faces that Ivan has transformed.

McGonagall was speechless in surprise, she remembered that Ivan's Transfiguration Charm had not reached this level a few days ago, and if she hadn't known that this was where the three-headed dog was, she would have almost thought that Snape had actually bought a bunch of masks and hung them here.

"No way, you must have done something!" Umbridge looked at Dumbledore with a splash, and she thought that the other party must have buried some secrets in advance to keep her from finding nothing.

Her judgment could never be wrong!

"Are you questioning me?" Dumbledore turned his head, the vampire's mask still on his face.

But what frightened Umbridge even more was Dumbledore's eyes under the mask, as if they could see her thoroughly, and under the gaze, Umbridge's mind involuntarily recalled the filth buried in the depths of her memory, which she thought she had long forgotten...

Only then did Umbridge remember that the centenarian in front of him was not the small character he usually faced, but the most prestigious and powerful wizard in the wizarding world today!

Umbridge's legs trembled, and fear, resentment, apprehension, and other emotions welled up in his heart, but he did not dare to say a word more.

Dumbledore didn't bother with a small role like Umbridge, took off the mask on his face, put it in his arms casually, and then turned his head to Fudge.

"Fudge, you've seen everything you should have seen, right? Everything in Hogwarts is in accordance with the rules of the Ministry of Magic! There are no dragons here, there is no danger, and the young wizards studying here are extremely safe..."

"Of course, I saw it." Fudge's face was a little cloudy, he was sure that Dumbledore was definitely hiding something from him, but he had no choice but to pinch his nose and admit it.

"Umbridge, let's go." Fudge threw aside the ghost face in his hand and said to the trembling Umbridge on the side.

"Maybe you can do more at Hogwarts." Dumbledore teased casually.

"No, the Ministry of Magic still has a lot of government to deal with." Fudge's face was gloomy, and he pushed the door open and walked out, and Umbridge followed behind, but he couldn't hold the greasy smile on his face any longer.

Professor McGonagall walked at the end and closed the open wooden door, and vaguely saw that the ghost face that Fudge had left in the corner had turned into a small wooden comb in a twist, and everything else had turned into various small objects, and hundreds of multi-flavored beans fell with a clatter.

McGonagall smiled and closed the door with her backhand.

"Wait, what's that sound?" Fudge, who was walking in the front, vaguely seemed to hear something, and turned his head to look at it suspiciously, but could only see that the wooden door was closed.

"Are you going to take another look at that hallway? I think you can pick a mask as a souvenir... How about this? Dumbledore gestured as he pulled the vampire's mask from his arms.

"Forget it.." As soon as he saw the mask, Fudge couldn't help but get angry, he thought he could catch Dumbledore's handle here, but he didn't expect it to be such an inexplicable thing inside.

Dumbledore nodded, tucking the mask into his arms again, losing the support of his magic, and the vampire mask twisted back to its original form.

It's a small round mirror...

......

On the other side, Ivan who fell from a height did not suffer any damage, because with the devil's net as a buffer, Ivan cast a levitation charm on himself before falling, and landed in a very stable position.

But the others were not so lucky, and the bones were about to fall apart, but they didn't dare to scream, because the three-headed dog Lu Wei was still here, and if he accidentally woke him up, it would be over.

"Where is this? Underground vaults? I didn't expect there to be such a place in the castle. Ron looked around and whispered in a low voice.

"Didn't we guess before? This is where Professor Dumbledore is supposed to place the Philosopher's Stone, and both the Lowe and the Devil's Web are supposed to be used to prevent others from intruding. Hermione explained softly.

No, the devil's net was specially designed by Professor Sprout to prevent you from falling and falling to your death.... Ivan complained silently.

At the same time, Ivan found that this was a long passageway, and the gray stone walls around it were covered with moss and vines, which should not have been created temporarily, but the space inside Hogwarts itself, and Dumbledore may have only slightly modified it.

In order to avoid a conflict with Lu Wei, who might wake up at any moment, Ivan had to continue walking.

At the end of the hallway was a room, and through the light you could see that the wooden door had been blown open, and circles of key-shaped things were scattered on the floor.

"Someone came ahead of us... He cast a fire spell and then blew open the wooden door! Hermione crouched down and picked up a key that had been burned by the flames.

"It must be Chino!" Ivan's face sank, no wonder the three-headed dog Luwei was asleep when they came in, maybe he was in a coma spell, or Chino used a transfiguration charm to make a flute or something.

However, judging from the encounters with these flying keys, Ivan guessed that most of them were the former, because the intruder didn't seem to have any intention of playing these games, and he might have been very short-tempered, and even spent a lot of magic to force the level...

It shouldn't be because of him, right?

Ivan thought a little weakly...

It's just that Ivan doesn't understand a little, where did Chino or Voldemort get the courage to enter Hogwarts again? And how did you get in?

"Let's go tell Professor Dumbledore!" Harry said anxiously.

But after saying that, the four of them realized one thing at the same time, the Minister of Magic, Fudge, came to Hogwarts today, and Dumbledore and McGonagall, as the vice-principal, had to accompany them throughout the whole process, and they couldn't take a break at all...