Hogwarts Bloodline Chapter 59: Follow My Advice and Use the Vanishing Spell. It Will Be Absolutely Clean. - Novel Cool

Chapter 59: Follow My Advice and Use the Vanishing Spell. It Will Be Absolutely Clean.

Chapter 59: Follow My Advice and Use the Vanishing Spell. It Will Be Absolutely Clean.

A month ago, as the gamekeeper, Hagrid noticed traces of strangers entering and exiting the Forbidden Forest.

At first, he thought it was just some older students sneaking into the Forbidden Forest for an adventure. But a few days later, during a routine patrol, he discovered that a Unicorn had been attacked in the Forbidden Forest. This made him realize that something was amiss.

Subsequently, Hagrid began to frequent the Forbidden Forest, trying to investigate the matter. Today, during his routine patrol, he happened to run into a black-robed figure attacking a Unicorn.

Witnessing this firsthand, Hagrid lost his head in a fit of rage and, without thinking, charged at the attacker with Fang.

The outcome was predictable.

If it had been a surprise attack, Hagrid might have been able to use his innate strength to defeat the attacker. But in a direct confrontation, Hagrid's large size made him an easy target.

If it weren't for his tough skin as a Half-Giant, and the distraction provided by the Unicorn and Fang, Hagrid would have been dead long ago.

"Such an important matter, you should have informed Albus the moment you realized something was wrong! How could you think of dealing with such a dangerous enemy on your own?" Mcgonagall couldn't help but interrupt.

Mcgonagall was still a bit shaken. If it weren't for Ivan's timely arrival, the consequences could have been severe.

Hagrid opened his mouth, unsure of how to respond. At that time, he was secretly raising Norbert, so he didn't dare to seek out Dumbledore.

"Later, Fang and I got separated, and I led the Dark Wizard away on my own. I thought Cecilia had escaped far away, but she was still nearby and shielded me from the Killing Curse."

At this point, Hagrid's mood was very low. Although he had only met Cecilia a few times, they had fought together, and she had shielded him from the Killing Curse, so Hagrid had already considered her a friend.

"Unicorns are intelligent and proud magical creatures and do not easily put themselves in danger. Clearly, your bravery has earned their respect", Dumbledore said, trying to comfort him. He then turned to look at Ivan.

"Hagrid, you did very well this time. Your actions always surprise me."

"This is what I should do. Hagrid is my friend", Ivan said modestly while maintaining Occlumency. Honestly, he didn't want to draw attention from Dumbledore.

Dumbledore nodded and didn't continue the topic. Instead, he turned to Professor Mcgonagall.

"Minerva, you should escort Hagrid and Hagrid back and inform the other professors to keep the students from the different houses in check."

"As for me, I will personally cast a spell to find the murderer in the Forbidden Forest." A rare trace of anger appeared on Dumbledore's aged face, and his powerful magic spread out with the brief loss of control, creating a heavy pressure that even made Ivan, standing some distance away, feel uneasy.

Norbert, of course, was even more affected, shrinking into a ball and losing all the dignity of a top predator.

Ivan had never seen Dumbledore angry before. He couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope that Dumbledore might find Quirrell and Voldemort, and deal with them directly.

Professor Mcgonagall looked at Norbert. "What about the dragon, Albus?"

"As long as it's taken care of before the Ministry of Magic comes to inspect", Dumbledore explained, then waved his wand to summon countless blue light points, which he directed to scatter in all directions. He then chose a direction and disappeared into the Forbidden Forest.

"How should we handle it? Use a Vanishing Spell?" Professor Mcgonagall still didn't understand Dumbledore's meaning, but in her view, the best way to make a dragon disappear from Hogwarts in a short time was to use a Vanishing Spell.

It would definitely be handled cleanly, leaving nothing behind.

With Dumbledore's strength, he should be able to do it, right? Professor Mcgonagall was somewhat uncertain.

Ivan immediately broke into a sweat. He hadn't expected that Mcgonagall, who appeared to be a stern person, could be so ruthless. He hurried to explain.

"Ron's brother Charlie is studying dragons in Romania. We've already arranged to send Norbert there in the next couple of days."

Professor Mcgonagall didn't say anything more, considering this method acceptable. She glanced at Hagrid, who was still struggling to stand up.

"Can you transfigure a stretcher?" Professor Mcgonagall asked Ivan.

"Of course", Ivan instantly understood Professor Mcgonagall's intention. He took out his wand and tapped a long piece of broken wood, recalling and visualizing the shape of a rescue stretcher in his mind.

At the same time, as magic flowed into the wood, it twisted and stretched, gradually transforming into a black metal stretcher. Two metal cylinders supported a hard wooden board.

Strangely, the support frame and the wooden board fit together perfectly, as if they had grown together. To make it more comfortable for Hagrid, Ivan thoughtfully placed a soft cotton pad on the board.

This was the first time Ivan had attempted such a complex Transfiguration, which was a challenge for him. Fortunately, he succeeded in the end.

"Very well done. I doubt there's any student at Hogwarts who can use a Transfiguration spell better than you", Professor Mcgonagall said, a hint of approval on her face.

She had intended to correct any mistakes and provide some on-the-spot teaching, but it seemed that wasn't necessary.

Ivan's Transfiguration of the Spikes during the Troll incident had already surprised her. She hadn't expected that in such a short time, Ivan's Transfiguration Skills had improved significantly.

"Professor Mcgonagall, I feel like my Transfiguration spell has reached a bottleneck. I haven't improved in several days", Ivan said, somewhat dissatisfied. His Transfiguration spell had reached level three (799/800) a week ago, and he was just one point away from breaking through to level four.

However, no matter how much he practiced, the progress bar remained unchanged.

"I must warn you, Hagrid", Professor Mcgonagall said, her lips pressed together and her expression serious.

"Transfiguration is an extremely profound and dangerous form of magic. You must not be impatient. Your skill level is already far beyond that of your peers. You should focus on refining your abilities."

During her decades of teaching, Professor Mcgonagall had seen many talented young Wizards who, due to overconfidence, attempted various dangerous Transfigurations, even transfiguring themselves.

Those who succeeded, of course, managed to break through the boundaries of Transfiguration and transform into animals, acquiring their own Animagus form.

But the outcomes for those who failed were truly horrific. The worst cases involved death from magical instability during the transformation, but the most terrifying were those who ended up as half-human, half-animal creatures.

Since such fundamental transformations are irreversible if they fail, these individuals might have to remain in this bizarre state for the rest of their lives.

(End of Chapter)

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