"Hello, I'm Charlie, and a few of my friends here are here to receive the fire dragon." Charlie looked a little chubby, and his tone was very warm, and it was clear that this Weasley was a good guy to get along with.

Ivan feared that the officials of the Ministry of Magic might arrive early, so after a brief introduction from both sides, he took them to Hagrid's cabin.

"Who did this? It helped us with a lot of work. Charlie was also a little surprised to see that he was tightly tied up and sleeping soundly.

Charlie stepped forward and confidently waved his wand to lift the transfiguration spell that bound Nobel, but he cast the spell several times in a row with little effect, and immediately looked at Ivan with an embarrassed face.

"It's Professor McGonagall." Ivan explained.

"Why didn't you say it earlier..."The corners of Charlie's mouth twitched, and he hurriedly asked several other people to come and help, and it took a lot of effort to lift the transformation spell that was fastening Nober's limbs.

Because of the excessive movement, he woke up Noble and startled them. In the end, it was Ivan who calmed Noble and used a stun charm to put him back to sleep.

Charlie was also amazed by this, bluntly saying that Ivan had a talent for raising dragons, and asked Ivan if he wanted to come to Romania to work with him after graduation.

Of course, Ivan refused without hesitation, he raised Noble just for the convenience of obtaining blood, otherwise he would not have the leisure to raise dragons.

Charlie was a little disappointed, but he didn't persuade him, and together with the others, he put Noble in the cage of the trait, and continued to bless the Levitation Charm and the Stun Charm.

The former was to reduce the weight of Noble for easy transportation, and the latter was to prevent Noble from waking up halfway.

After getting it done, Charlie didn't stop long, and let a few friends ride a broom together and drag the cage into the sky.

"It's finally done." Seeing off Noble, Harry and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"We still have to take advantage of this time to erase the traces of Noble's life." Ivan pointed to the messed up hut and said they had more work to do.

While Ivan solved most of the problems with the Dust Removal Charm, some of them had to be hands-on.

By the time the four of them were finally done, the sky was already a little dark, and Ivan was about to leave with them, when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from the door.

......

On the shores of Hogwarts Lake, in front of Hagrid's hut, the Minister of Magic, Fudge, walked in the front, accompanied by Dumbledore and McGonagall, followed by an old woman in a pink cardigan with a writhing expression.

"Albus, you should know that I am willing to trust you, after all, you have helped me so much before, but the Ministry of Magic is not my own decision..."Fudge had a fake sadness on his face.

"I also assure you that Hogwarts has always acted in accordance with the rules of the Ministry of Magic, and has never done anything against the law." Dumbledore nodded undeniably, if it weren't for Fudge putting down his complicated government affairs, signing an investigation order as quickly as possible, and personally bringing people here, he would have almost believed it.

As far as he knew, the Ministry of Magic had never been so efficient in getting down to business!

Professor McGonagall, who was half a body behind, looked worried, because she had misestimated Fudge's reaction speed, she was very worried that the group of children did not deal with it in a timely manner, and Noble was still in Hagrid's cabin, so it would be difficult to explain it at that time.

"Umbridge.." Fudge stood in front of the door and said softly, as the Minister of Magic, of course he couldn't open the door himself.

"Okay, Minister.."

The shrill and delicate tone of voice would be extremely comfortable to say from the mouth of a young girl, but it would be a little disgusting for Umbridge to say it.

However, Umbridge had no such self-awareness, and took out his wand from his small span bag and lit it on the door.

"Alaho Cave Open!"

Umbridge slammed the door open, and Professor McGonagall's heart hung in the air, and Fudge noticed this keenly, and suddenly became intrigued.

However, to Fudge's and Umbridge's disappointment, there was nothing in the house that they had imagined, it was just an ordinary log cabin, even a little tattered.

If it were a normal day, Fudge wouldn't even come to a place like this.

But there wasn't nothing here, and Umbridge's gaze swept to Ivan and the others who were still in the cabin.

"Albus, I thought you had kept the students in the castle honestly." Fudge turned to Dumbledore with interest.

"There are always exceptions, don't they?" Dumbledore's gaze lingered on Ivan's face for a moment, keenly aware of the changes in Ivan's body, but now was not the time to ask.

"Hello, Minister Fudge, I'm Ivan Hals, and it's a pleasure to meet you." Ivan bowed slightly politely, and under the effect of the talent of affinity, Fudge's favor increased greatly for a while.

"Of course, me too—" Fudge reached out and shook Ivan's hand, then turned to look at the others, who were immediately interested in seeing the iconic scar on Harry's head, and Ron and Hermione in the back were ignored by him.

"Potter? Are you Harry Potter? Fudge stepped forward and caressed Harry's head as close as an uncle and nephew.

Harry was uncomfortable and tried to dodge, but Fudge's big hand was not ordinarily powerful, and he couldn't break free.

"I have to admit that you did a very good thing when you were a kid... It's a hero, or the Ministry of Magic might lose even more men," Fudge lamented.

Losing more manpower? It should be the total destruction of the Ministry of Magic or surrender, right? Ivan complained silently in his heart.

"By the way, what are you guys doing here?" Fudge asked curiously.

Harry and Hermione were a little overwhelmed, but Ivan didn't panic at all, just pointed to the big dog next to him.

"We're friends of Hagrid, and because he's in the hospital, please ask us to take care of the tooth before it gets worse or starve."

Fudge followed Ivan's direction and saw that it was a large Masteif dog with a ring of straps around its legs and a trail of blood on it.

Remembering the investigation report he had read earlier, Fudge nodded, it was the Guardian's dog who came back to report the attack on Ranger Hagrid that allowed him to be rescued.

Hey.. Who doesn't love a good dog with a lot of loyalty?

Fudge bent down to stroke Tooth's head, but the latter didn't appreciate it, and grinned at him for a while, much to Fudge's embarrassment, and a look of dissatisfaction flashed on his face, he didn't like a dog that bared his teeth.