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Chapter 28 I believe in you! You bad old man is very bad!

Fox, who was lazily combing his feathers, suddenly shivered inexplicably, raised his red eyes and looked around at possible threats. After discovering that there was nothing but a little wizard with low magic and harmless humans, he closed his eyes and rested peacefully.

However, Ivan, who is harmless in humans and animals, extended his right hand to sin with the banner of being close to each other and facilitate future communication.

The flexible fingers paused briefly in the air. Ivan saw that Fox was still closing and pretending to be asleep, so he cautiously stroked Fox's feather with one finger.

Just as the moment of contact was contacted, the phoenix, who was sleeping, opened his eyes quick and quick. After a long stalemate with Ivan, Fox, who confirmed that the other party had no malicious intentions, still proudly slapped Ivan's big hand with his wings, with warning expressions in his eyes.

As a phoenix, it is not a Fox that anyone can touch.

However, no matter how arrogant Fox is, he is not as shameless as Ivan's shameless closeness.

After all, as Dumbledore's pet, he is quite human, so Fox naturally could not take action against Ivan. In the end, he hid with Ivan for a few minutes and then compromised helplessly.

This also has to do with Ivan's failure to show any malice from beginning to end, otherwise Ivan's finger would have been gone long ago.

"I didn't expect that I would have a day to masturbate the phoenix!" Ivan happily tried to hit Fox, using his experience of masturbating parrots in his previous life on it, and it would be best to brush the favors to the point where he would not resist even if he drew blood.

Phoenix Fox gradually changed from impatient at the beginning to indifference, and finally he was willing to raise his proud head and let Ivan rub the feathers on his neck.

While Ivan was rubbing Fox, he was also carefully looking at the immortal bird in the Western legend.

Nothing like the phoenix in the previous life, Fox looks more like a large turkey with beautiful golden and red feathers. Although it looks majestic, somehow, after seeing it, Ivan inexplicably considered how it tastes like when he saw it.

Ivan had an idea. He might be able to fill his brain with food and make it when he thought of it. Ivan thought about fried, fried, fried, roasted and fried food in his mind.

Just as Ivan thought of the fire roasting the phoenix, a gentle voice suddenly rang.

"Flame is a hotbed of phoenixes, maybe you can change the cooking method"

Ivan turned to look over. Dumbledore's tall body was walking in from outside the door. His age of over 100 did not seem to have caused any obstacles to the greatest white wizard of the century. He was still energetic and even had the interest to joke with Ivan.

Fox, who was rubbed by Ivan, flew up quickly, pecked Ivan's head angrily, and then flew to Dumbledore's hat, looking at Ivan with a vigilant look.

Fox never expected that the harmless little wizard in front of him had plans to bake his own.

"Professor, I'm curious how you know what I'm thinking about? Can you read my memory?" Yifan touched his head, which was a little painful, and asked naively.

"Sometimes a person's actions and behaviors will also reveal his thoughts." Dumbledore did not admit it or refute it, but just spoke with some meaning.

Ivan had a sudden enlightenment on his face, but he had already started to complain wildly in his heart.

I believe you! You are so bad old man!

Perhaps because the time has not yet come to the time for the academic master experience card he had redeemed before, Ivan felt a force sneaking into his brain when he spoke for the first time. It was not until he asked that this force disappeared without a trace.

Even if Ivan used his toes, he could guess that this power was Dumbledore's soul-catching thought, but he didn't know why he could detect such silent and breathless magic traces that were closely related to his soul while experiencing the card.

For some reason, after taking back the soul-sucking thoughts, Dumbledore never used it. Instead, he dragged his long blue-purple robe and sat on the principal's chair. While signaling Ivan to sit down, he took some snacks from the drawer and placed them on the table.

"Do you want to pile some cockroaches? Otherwise, how about the latest flavor of sizzling honey candy?" Dumbledore picked out a little and let Ivan taste it.

Ivan didn't even touch the infamous cockroach pile. He was a little interested in Sizi Honey Candy, so he took out one and unpacked it and threw it into his mouth.

When you bite your teeth, the sweetness of honey is all over the mouth. The broken candy pieces seem to have a self-awareness, and they beating wildly in their mouths, avoiding Ivan's teeth. It's a bit like the jump candy he had eaten in his previous life, but it's sweeter to bite it.

Dumbledore did not rush to ask, but instead gave Ivan a glass of iced lemon juice, which made him look like a listener.

After eating some candy and filling half a cup of lemon juice, Ivan gradually relieved his nervousness when he first met Dumbledore and spoke up about the story.

Of course, Ivan was not what Hermione said when she lied. After all, that was really too fake. He himself didn't believe it.

Furthermore, Ivan was not sure if Dumbledore would suddenly use soul-sucking thoughts during his own story, or to see something from his face.

So what Ivan said is almost all facts, just concealing some of the key information.

The final content was that before the Halloween banquet, he learned from Harry that Hermione was hiding alone in the bathroom, and went to search for it with concern. After encountering a giant monster halfway through, he entered the secret passage to avoid it. Next, Hermione was attracted by the movement and he stepped forward to kill the monster.

In order to increase credibility, even Ivan said the battle generally.

The remaining suspicious points are the iron thorns that have been transformed in advance, used to restrict the trolls' movements, and the sleeping potion ingredients that may be detected on the trolls' corpse.

Ivan could not explain the former. If Dumbledore asked, he could only refuse that he was practicing the transforming spell and the shrinking spell. Fortunately, Ivan started making this thing several days ago, and many young wizards could testify to him, so no matter how Dumbledore investigated, he could only draw this conclusion.

Ivanti didn't mention the latter, because even if it was detected, Dumbledore was more than the only one who suspected him, and Chino was the one who was most likely to take the blame.

Ivan quickly calculated 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 had a heavy punch to the cotton
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