Chapter Fifty-Nine: Listen to my handling with the Vanishing Spell, it's absolutely clean...

As early as a month ago, Hagrid, who was a gamekeeper, had noticed the traces of strangers entering and leaving the Forbidden Forest.

Originally, he only thought that there were senior students running into the Forbidden Forest to take risks, but a few days later, a few days later, a chance inspection found that a unicorn had been attacked in the Forbidden Forest, and then he realized that something was wrong.

After that, Hagrid frequently went in and out of the Forbidden Forest to find out what happened, but he didn't expect to run into a black-robed man attacking a unicorn during his routine inspection today.

Witnessing this scene with his own eyes, Hagrid was carried away by anger for a moment, and rushed forward with teeth without thinking about it.

Needless to say,

In the case of a sneak attack, Hagrid may be able to defeat the opponent by surprise with his innate strength, but in a head-to-head duel, Hagrid's huge size becomes a live target.

If it weren't for the thick skin of a half-blood giant, with a unicorn and fangs to keep him in check, Hagrid would have died long ago.

"For such an important matter, you should notify Albus as soon as you notice something is wrong! How could you want to deal with such a dangerous enemy on your own? McGonagall interrupted.

McGonagall was a little scared, if Ivan hadn't arrived in time this time, I'm afraid the consequences would have been serious...

Hagrid opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer, he was secretly raising Noble during that time, so he didn't dare to go to Dumbledore at all.

"Later, I got separated from Yaya and lured the black-robed wizard away alone, I thought Cecilia had escaped far away, but I didn't expect her to follow me all the time and block the death curse for me."

Speaking of which, Hagrid's mood was very low, although he and Cecilia had only met a few times, but they had fought side by side just now, and the other party had resisted the death curse for him, so Hagrid had already regarded him as a friend.

"The unicorn is an intelligent and proud magical creature that doesn't take risks lightly, and it's clear that your courage has earned its approval....." Dumbledore reassured, then looked at Ivan.

"Hals, you've done a great job this time, and I have to say that your performance always surprises me every time."

"That's what I'm supposed to do, Hagrid is my friend." Ivan said reservedly while maintaining the Occlumency, and to be honest, he didn't want to get Dumbledore's attention at all.

Dumbledore nodded, not continuing the conversation, but instead turned to Professor McGonagall.

"Minerva, you escort Hagrid and Hals back first, and inform the other professors to restrain the children from each house."

"As for me... will personally cast a spell to find the murderer in the Forbidden Forest..."A rare trace of anger appeared on Dumbledore's old face, and the huge magic power also spread to all sides with the temporary loss of control of emotions, and the heavy pressure made Ivan a little frightened from a distance.

Not to mention Noble, who shrunk into a ball on the spot, without the slightest dignity of an apex predator.

It was the first time Ivan saw Dumbledore's angry appearance, and he couldn't help but have a little more hope in his heart, maybe Dumbledore could find the whereabouts of Quirrell and Voldemort and kill them directly.

Professor McGonagall looked at Noble. "Albus, what about this dragon?"

"Just take care of it before someone from the Ministry of Magic comes to make a round." Dumbledore opened his mouth to explain, and then waved his wand to summon countless blue points of light, which were driven in all directions with his magic power, and then disappeared into the Forbidden Forest in one direction.

"How? With the Vanishing Charm? Professor McGonagall still hadn't figured out what Dumbledore meant, but she thought the best way to get a dragon out of Hogwarts in a short period of time was to use the Vanishing Charm.

Absolutely clean and clean... Guarantee that nothing will be left,

With Dumbledore's strength, he should be able to do it, right? Professor McGonagall was unsure...

Ivan was embarrassed, he didn't expect McGonagall to be an old-fashioned person on the surface, but so cruel behind the scenes... I hurriedly explained.

"Ron's brother Charlie is studying dragons in Romania, and we've made an agreement with him to send Noble away in these two days."

McGonagall didn't say anything, but she approved of this method of handling it, and glanced at Hagrid, who was still a little difficult to get up.

"Can you deform a stretcher?" McGonagall said to Ivan.

"Of course," Ivan instantly understood what Professor McGonagall meant, and took out his wand and pointed it on a long piece of broken log, recalling and constructing in his mind the image of the rescue stretcher.

At the same time, with the infusion of magic, the branches were twisted and elongated... It slowly morphed into a black metal stretcher, with a hardwood plank between two metal columns for support.

Strangely enough, there was a tight fit between the support frame and the plank, as if the two had grown together, and in order to make Hagrid lie more comfortable, Ivan thoughtfully put soft cotton cushions on top of the plank.

The first attempt at such a complex transformation was also a challenge for Ivan, but fortunately it was successfully completed in the end.

"Very good... I don't think you can find a better Transfiguration Charm at Hogwarts than you. Professor McGonagall had a look of appreciation on her face.

She was going to correct her mistakes and teach on the spot, but it seemed that she didn't need it.

Ivan's transformation of the troll when he killed the troll was enough to surprise her, but she didn't think that it had been a long time before Ivan's transformation ability had been greatly improved.

"Professor McGonagall, I feel like my Transfiguration Charm has reached a plateau and hasn't been boosted in days." Ivan wasn't satisfied, as his Transfiguration Charm had reached level 3 (799/800) a week earlier, and he was just one step away from breaking through to level 4 with his last bit of proficiency.

However, no matter how much Ivan practiced, the progress bar remained motionless.

"I must warn you, Hals." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and said with a serious expression.

"Transfiguration Charm is an extremely esoteric and dangerous magic, you must not rush for quick success, your level has far exceeded the level of your peers, and you should precipitate it with your heart next."

In her decades of teaching, McGonagall has seen too many talented young wizards try all sorts of dangerous transformations of magic out of overconfidence, and even use them on their own.

Needless to say, those who succeeded were able to break through the boundaries of transformation magic and truly transform themselves into an animal, with their own Animagus form.

But the fate of those who lost was simply miserable... In the process of transformation, the magic disorder and direct death are all good results... The most terrifying thing is the monster that has become half human and half animal...

Since this metamorphosis that can change the essence cannot be reversed once it fails, they may have to live on in this grotesque way.