Chapter 28 I Believe You! You Bad Old Man Is Very Bad!

Fox, who was lazily combing his feathers, suddenly shivered inexplicably. He raised his red eyes and looked around for possible threats. He found that there was nothing here except a little wizard with low magic power and harmless to humans and animals. After that, I closed my eyes and rested peacefully.

Ivan, who was harmless to humans and animals, extended his sinful right hand under the pretext of being close to each other and facilitating future communication.

The nimble fingers paused briefly in the air. Seeing that Fox was still asleep, Ivan cautiously touched Fox's feathers with one finger.

At the moment of contact, the sleepy Phoenix opened his eyes alertly. After a stalemate with Ivan for a while, Fox, who confirmed that the other party had no ill intentions, still arrogantly flapped Ivan away with his wings. The evil hand has a warning look in his eyes.

As a phoenix, how can Fox be touched by anyone?

However, no matter how arrogant Fox is, he can't compare to Ivan's shameless intimacy.

After all, as Dumbledore's pet and quite humane, it was naturally impossible for Fox to take action against Ivan. In the end, he hid with Ivan like a hide-and-seek for a few minutes and then reluctantly compromised.

This is also related to the fact that Ivan did not show any malice from beginning to end, otherwise Ivan's fingers would have been gone long ago.

"I didn't expect that one day I would be able to play with a phoenix!" Ivan happily raised and lowered his hands to Fox, using his experience of playing with parrots in his previous life. It would be best to cultivate his good feelings to the point where he wouldn't even resist even if he drew blood.

Phoenix Fox also gradually changed from being impatient at the beginning to being indifferent. In the end, he was even willing to raise his proud head and let Ivan ruffle the feathers on his neck.

While Ivan was stroking Fox, he was also carefully looking at this legendary phoenix in the West.

Compared with the mythical beast Phoenix in Ivan's previous life, Fox looks more like a large turkey with beautiful golden-red feathers. Although it also looks majestic, somehow, Ivan's mind after seeing it I was inexplicably thinking about how it would taste.

Ivan had an idea, he might be able to fill his brain with delicious food, and just do it as he thought. Ivan was thinking about frying, frying, barbecue, and frying all kinds of delicacies in his mind. .

Just when Ivan was thinking about the fire-roasted phoenix, a gentle voice suddenly sounded.

"Flame is the breeding ground of phoenix. Maybe you can change the cooking method."

Ivan turned his head and looked over. Dumbledore's tall body was walking in from the door. His age of over 100 years did not seem to cause any hindrance to the greatest white wizard of this century. He was still in high spirits and even had a smile on his face. Xingzhi joked with Ivan.

Fox, who was held up by Ivan, flew up in a hurry, pecking Ivan's head angrily, and then fluttered to Dumbledore's hat, looking at Ivan with a wary expression.

Fox never thought that the harmless little wizard in front of him would actually plan to roast himself.

"Professor, I'm curious how you know what I'm thinking about? Can you read my memory?" Ivan asked innocently, touching his aching head.

"Sometimes a person's actions and behaviors can also reveal his thoughts." Dumbledore did not admit or refute, but just said something meaningful.

Ivan had a look of realization on his face, but he was already starting to complain crazily in his heart.

I believe you! You bad old man is very bad!

Perhaps it was because the academic experience card he had redeemed had not yet expired. When Dumbledore spoke for the first time, Ivan felt a force sneaking into his brain. It was not until he asked that This power disappeared without a trace.

Even with his toes, Ivan could guess that this power was Dumbledore's Legilimency, but he didn't know why he could detect this silent trace of magic that was closely related to the soul in the experience card state.

For some reason, Dumbledore didn't use Legilimency after he withdrew it. Instead, he sat on the principal's chair with his long blue-purple robe. While gesturing for Ivan to sit down, he took the camera from the drawer. I took out some snacks and put them on the table.

"Would you like some cockroach pile? How about the latest flavor of sizzling honey candy?" Dumbledore picked out a little of each and let Ivan try it.

As for the notorious pile of cockroaches, Ivan didn't even touch it. However, he was somewhat interested in the Zizi Honey Candies. He took one out, unpacked it, and threw it into his mouth.

His teeth bit lightly, and his mouth was filled with the sweetness of honey. The broken pieces of candy seemed to have self-awareness, beating crazily in his mouth, avoiding Ivan's teeth, a bit like the popping candies he had eaten in his previous life. It just tastes sweeter.

Dumbledore did not ask in a hurry, but made Ivan another glass of iced lemon juice, and then acted like a listener.

After eating some candies and drinking more than half a glass of lemon juice, Ivan gradually eased his anxiety about meeting Dumbledore for the first time and began to tell what happened.

Of course, what Ivan told was not what Hermione said when she lied. After all, it was too false. Not to mention Dumbledore, he himself didn't believe it.

Furthermore, Ivan was not sure whether Dumbledore would suddenly use Legilimency during his narration, or whether he would see something on his face.

So what Ivan said was almost all the truth, but he concealed some key information.

The last thing he said was that before the Halloween party, he learned from Harry that Hermione was hiding alone in the bathroom. He went to look for it worriedly. He encountered a troll on the way and went into a secret passage to hide. What happened next? It was Hermione who was attracted by the silence, and he stepped forward to finally kill the troll.

In order to increase credibility, Ivan even told the general story of the battle.

The remaining doubts are the iron thorns that were transformed in advance to restrict the movement of the troll, and the ingredients of the sleeping potion that may have been detected on the corpse of the troll.

Ivan couldn't explain the former. If Dumbledore asked, he could only refute that he was practicing the transformation spell and the shrinking spell. Fortunately, Ivan started making this thing a few days ago, and many young wizards could testify for him, so No matter how much Dumbledore investigated, he could only come to this conclusion.

Ivanti didn't even mention the latter, because even if he was detected, Dumbledore would not be the only one to suspect him, and Chino would be the one most likely to take the blame.

Ivan quickly considered the doubts in his words in his mind to see if there were any omissions.

However, Dumbledore's next reaction made Ivan feel like he was hit with a heavy punch on cotton.