The quiet headmaster's room suddenly became noisy, and many portraits of the headmaster also spoke in unison about the dereliction of duty of the current headmaster who had been away from the school for a long time.

"How many times have you been back?" Ivan touched his chin and muttered to himself.

These days, he often stares at the map of the living spots, but he never sees Dumbledore's name at all.

I guess I just missed it......

Thinking of this, Ivan looked at the principals on the wall again and asked. "And what are the arrangements for Professor Dumbledore before he leaves?"

The portraits shook their heads in unison, indicating that they did not know.

Ivan, however, was a little unrelenting, staring at the painting hanging on the wall on the right, in which Dumbledore was leisurely drinking a cup of tea, not participating in the discussion from beginning to end.

Perhaps noticing Ivan's gaze, Dumbledore in the portrait slowly put down his teacup and waved his hand at Ivan, indicating that he was just a portrait and didn't know anything......

Ivan's eyes narrowed, half-convinced.

Of course, he knew that the portraits in the wizarding world could move and speak, but they had no souls or minds, and that everything was given by the painters.

It's kind of like a pre-programmed program...... Or artificial intelligence.

However, Dumbledore's portrait is a little different, the original plane even directed Snape's actions, and the legendary Gryffindor Sword is hidden in the dark compartment behind the portrait.

Therefore, Ivan suspected that the old professor had secretly done something to this painting, and that he was one of the other party's backhands who stayed at Hogwarts.

Despite this thought, Ivan could not do anything about the portrait.

Even if a powerful spell is applied to it, it is just a painting, and the Regent does not want to say that he can't throw it into the fireplace and burn it, right?

Ivan was a little depressed, but he finally came to the principal's office, and he had no intention of returning empty-handed, so he took out the meditation basin in the cabinet and said to the portraits.

"When Professor Dumbledore returns, please inform him that I will borrow the meditation basin for a few days!"

"Oh yes, I almost forgot the crown! This is what Ravenclaw's daughter wanted, and I borrowed it anyway! Ivan patted his head, suddenly remembered his promise to Helena, and raised his hand to take off the Ravenclaw crown hanging from the branch.

The portraits of the Headmaster on the walls are blowing their beards and glaring, very dissatisfied with Ivan's behavior of taking the two things without consent, and even Dumbledore in the portrait has a bit of helplessness on his face......

……

Out of the principal's office, Ivan immediately went to the Room of Requirement and temporarily stored the meditation basin there.

After the castle's superfluous magic was drained by him, the famous Room of Requirement was no longer able to answer everything.

Fortunately, the spaces that were generated before were not destroyed, and it was easy to find a place to store things.

As for the deliberate "borrowing" of the meditation basin from the headmaster's office, of course, it was to expose the lies painstakingly woven by the Ministry of Magic.

After all, he had promised to uncover the truth for the students at the next meeting—what could be more direct and effective than witnessing Voldemort's return?

Of course, he will do a little bit of processing of these memories, because some things are inconvenient to expose after all.

"Where, exactly, did Professor Dumbledore go?"

On the way back to the common room, Ivan pondered the question, and he couldn't even confirm that the other party was still alive, as it had been more than a month ago that the portraits had last seen Dumbledore appear.

But in any case, without Dumbledore's interference, the implementation of the plan would have been less careful.

As he thought about it, Ivan pushed the door open and walked into the bedroom, where Harry, Ron, and the others were all gathered around the table by the window, staring at a black package that had been opened.

"Another package? Is it still the same as last time? Ivan stepped forward quickly and asked.

"Yes, it was sent by the same owl." Ron nodded in response.

Looking at the candy and small items in the package, Ivan frowned and said with some dissatisfaction. "I should have reminded you before that you must be cautious about this kind of three-no package and don't open it at will."

"But...... The person who sent us the package should have no ill will. Harry said hesitantly, then handed Ivan a note. It says Umbridge already knows about the Defence Against the Dark Arts Society, so let's be careful lately. ”

Ivan took the note and looked at it with some surprise, it was just as Harry had told them to be careful of Umbridge, but it was slightly different from the last time, this time the note stated that the package was for him.

While Ivan was thinking, Harry, Ron, and Seamus were all together, speculating about who had leaked the secret.

If Umbridge had known that they had organized people to practice magic in private, he would not have let them go easily.

"It must have been Pansy and those Slytherins who Hermione didn't invite that day...... They must have secretly told Umbridge about the rally. Ron swore an oath.

Harry and Seamus also thought it was possible.

However, to the surprise of several people, Ivan shook his head directly and rejected their speculation.

"No, this shouldn't have anything to do with Pansy."

Ivan is well aware that Pansy Parkinson does not have the guts to betray him, so the news certainly did not leak from the other side.

As for who it is, it's harder to say.

After all, there were so many people at that rally, and there were no coercive measures such as magic contracts, so it was possible to accidentally show your mouth during small talk.

In fact, Ivan didn't care about the leak of the news...... He was more concerned about who sent the package than this.

Ivan turned his head to look out the window, and a gray-white owl was speeding towards him, through the open window, and landed on his shoulder.

"Have you tracked the owl's movements? Maca? Ivan stretched out his hand and scratched it lightly on Maca's neck, asking expectantly.

After being sent a package last time, he told Maca to wander around the neighborhood at his leisure, and try to track an owl if he came in with a strange package.

"Coo~" Maca pecked Ivan's cheek with her beak and jumped up and down on her shoulder, screaming non-stop.

Ivan, who had already reached the pinnacle of eagle language, quickly understood what Maca meant. "Is that so? That owl was in the owl shed at school, and then you saw a student in a Slytherin robe there? Good...... Thank you for your hard work......"