HOGWARTS: BLOODLINE WIZRD(R18-HEAVILY MODIFIED)

Put down your axe first, and we'll talk it over. (Madame Pince's addition)

Among the many recorded lists of successful people, Ivan even saw the Dumbledore family, which surprised him somewhat.

Then, Ivan thought of Dumbledore's phoenix Fawkes, and the rumor about the Dumbledore family in The Crimes of Grindelwald.

[Whenever a member of the Dumbledore family is in dire need of help, the Phoenix will descend...]

Ivan wondered if this was related to the fact that they once merged with the Phoenix bloodline.

Of course, according to the records in the book, the Dumbledore family is a relatively moderate faction, and they even obtained the other party's consent before conducting the fusion experiment. This is probably the reason why the Phoenix has such a close relationship with the Dumbledore family.

"Huh? Why does it stop here?" Ivan was reading a book with great interest, but the book suddenly stopped at the end when it talked about the fusion method, as if someone had forcibly torn out several pages in the middle, and the content later was all meaningless.

Just when Ivan was wondering whether this so-called reward was just some information, the system prompt sounded again.

["Bloodline Origin" has been read and the challenge mission is activated.]

Challenge Mission: Defeat (or kill) the giant

Reward: Bloodline Fusion Potion Recipe]

"Challenge mission..." Ivan's heart trembled. He always thought that this was a learning system, but he didn't expect that there would be a setting where you could get things by killing monsters.

Ivan was even more curious about who had hidden this book here, to the point of setting up a confusing spell and special hiding magic in the restricted area.

Dumbledore was the first person Ivan thought of. This greatest white wizard of this century had the authority and reason to hide "Bloodline Origin".

After all, blood fusion is an extremely dangerous thing. The number of wizards who die from it is definitely dozens of times that of those who survive. This horrific death rate has prevented wizards with special blood from becoming the mainstream of wizards.

In addition, James Potter, Sirius Black and others are also possible. After all, hiding some important items is in line with their style.

And then there is Tom Marvolo Riddle, or Voldemort, who once stayed at Hogwarts...

All kinds of speculations flashed through Ivan's mind one by one, but Ivan did not stay here for long. There were too many things to digest in his brain tonight. Even when faced with a large number of banned books, Ivan had no intention of reading.

On the way back, Ivan's attention was focused on the newly activated challenge task.

Seeing that the target was a troll, Ivan felt a bit of a headache. He would not underestimate the troll just because Harry and Ron defeated it in the original book.

Their victory was largely due to coincidence. If it weren't for Harry's halo as a savior that had been playing a role, the Iron Triangle would probably have been dead by the time the professors arrived.

From the information Ivan obtained from reading books, trolls are not easy characters to deal with. They are huge in size, extremely powerful, and have a certain resistance to magic. Even an adult wizard must be careful when facing them head-on.

Ivan sighed. If he hadn't learned from "Bloodline Origin" that fusing the blood of magical creatures could improve magical talent, he wouldn't have wanted to face such a monster in the first grade.

Ivan was walking around the library, preparing to leave, when he suddenly noticed that the progress bar of the task started to rise rapidly.

50!65!78!

What was going on? This unexpected situation was chasing me? Could it be a female ghost? Ivan suddenly became a little flustered, but he still calmed down and tried to find a way out.

Ivan tiptoed to leave, but as the task progressed, the groans became clearer, mixed with suppressed gasps.

Ivan raised his wand vigilantly and walked slowly towards the direction where the sound came from.

Turning around a bookshelf, Ivan was stunned by the sight that came into his sight -

I saw Madam Pince leaning against the bookshelf alone, her eyes closed and an abnormal flush on her face.

Her robe was lifted to her waist, revealing her two beautiful legs; her black lace panties were pulled down to her feet, and her pink vagina was oozing with moisture as she was touched by fingers.

"Oh...mmmm..." She tilted her head back, moaning and inserting her fingers deeper.

Ivan stood there in a daze, feeling the blood rushing to his lower body. He had never thought that Madam Pince would masturbate here, and he had never thought that her panting appearance would be so seductive.

"Ah... so comfortable..." Madam Pince raised her head and increased the speed of her fingers. Her vagina tightly clenched the fingers, dripping with juice. Her moans became louder and louder, and her legs opened wider and wider. Her clitoris was kneaded until it was red and swollen, and her vagina opened and closed with the fingers' thrusting, making a popping sound.

"Ah... I'm coming..." Madam Pince panted and sped up, finally reaching a climax with a loud cry, her vagina contracted violently, and honey gushed out...

After the climax, Mrs. Pince's eyes were confused and her chest kept rising and falling.

Soon, the unbearable feeling of emptiness came over her again, and she leaned on her reading table with her hands. Her long skirt gathered at her feet, revealing her white, round buttocks. Madam Pince closed her eyes and breathed deeply.

Her chest rose and fell gently with her breathing, and her nipples were faintly visible. She slowly caressed her breasts, kneading them, and then gently pressed the raised areola with her fingertips.

"Mm... so comfortable... I'm about to orgasm..." Madam Pince panted softly, her left hand constantly rubbing the two red cherries on her chest, her snow-white and plump breasts faintly visible through her robe.

"Hmm..." Madam Pince moaned softly, twisting her body even more. Her hand gradually moved down, from her flat belly across the mermaid line to between her legs.

She gently spread the petals with her fingers and circled the entrance of the flower hole. The transparent love juice had already wet her fingers. Her fingertips slid along the petals, came to the flower core, and began to knead the sensitive little flesh.

"Ah..." Madam Pince finally couldn't help moaning. Her fingers rubbed back and forth on the flower core, bringing waves of pleasure. Then she put two fingers together and slowly inserted them into the flower hole, simulating the action of sexual intercourse.

"Hmm... so comfortable..." Mrs. Pince's moans became louder and louder. Her fingers quickly thrust in and out of her vagina, and the love fluid that overflowed from the vagina left crystal clear water marks on the inside of her thighs...

Her moans echoed in the empty library. Ivan watched as Madam Pince rested her hands on the reading table, her snow-white, round buttocks swaying towards him. Ivan's mouth became dry and his lower body ached.

Mrs. Pince's body was still trembling slightly after the orgasm, but her vagina was still empty and unbearable. She stood up and searched for a while, and took out a hardcover book from a pile of books on the table. When she opened it, she found a small dildo.

Mrs. Pince took off the troublesome robe, and her snow-white and plump body was finally exposed to the air.

She held the dildo, put it to her mouth, and began to lick it with her tongue. "Hmm... Mmm..." She moaned softly, sucking the front end of the toy.

After a while, Mrs. Pince stopped, took off her panties that were in the way, and knelt in front of the reading table with her legs apart, her white, round buttocks raised high. She put the dildo against the entrance of her flower hole and slowly pushed it in.

"Hmm... so thick... so deep..." The hole was stretched open, and the penis went deeper and deeper, and Mrs. Pince couldn't help but gasp. The whole dildo was inserted, and Mrs. Pince twisted her waist to let it rub in circles inside her body. She kneaded the soft flesh on her chest with one hand and pumped the dildo with the other hand, simulating the posture of sexual intercourse.

"Ah... I'm coming... Harder... Ugh..." Mrs. Pince moaned, her cheeks flushed, and the dildo quickly went in and out of her flower hole, making an obscene sound of water.

Her white buttocks and breasts swayed with the movement. She closed her eyes and was completely immersed in the pleasure of masturbation.

At this moment, Ivan approached quietly from behind. He had taken off his pants, exposing his thick and long penis.

Mrs. Pince felt something warm against the entrance to her vagina, and thinking it was a dildo, she twisted her hips to try to swallow it.

Ivan took the opportunity to thrust forward and thrust his penis into Madam Pince's body. The sudden huge feeling of fullness made Madam Pince moan softly, and she swayed her waist back and forth in a daze.

Mrs. Pings' moans gradually grew louder. She was so immersed in the ups and downs of pleasure that she had no idea that there was a real gun inside her body.

As Ivan thrusted in and out, Mrs. Pince's body twisted, and the tight vagina squeezed him to the point of extreme ecstasy.

Mrs. Pince knelt on a chair with her hips raised high, responding to the thrusting of the "toy" behind her.

"Mm... so comfortable..." She moaned in ecstasy as the huge "toy" was wreaking havoc inside her body.

Mrs. Pince gradually felt that something was wrong. Today she felt more real and comfortable than usual.

She reached back, wanting to touch and adjust the angle of the "toy".

However, her fingers touched not cold rubber, but a hot body. "What?" Madam Pince woke up instantly, turned around and saw Ivan kneeling behind her, his lower body connected to hers.

"Child...why are you here?" Madam Pince was both ashamed and angry. She was about to yell at Ivan, but he thrust deep into her sensitive spot.

"Ah! No... Stop it..." Madam Pince's resistance quickly turned into moans.

Ivan pinched her waist and thrust his lower body rapidly. Each thrust crushed Mrs. Pince's sensitive parts, and the huge pleasure almost suffocated her.

"Ah...no...there...I can't bear it..." Mrs. Pince twisted her body but couldn't escape Ivan's control.

The place where they were connected was muddy, and the obscene sound of water echoed in the empty library. Mrs. Pince soon could no longer speak complete sentences and could only make seductive noises.

Ivan looked at Mrs. Pince's snow-white body twisting under him and increased the speed of thrusting.

"Hmm...ah...you little rascal...don't...ah..." Mrs. Pince spoke intermittently, but her flower hole tightly sucked Ivan's meat sword.

"Madam, you are obviously enjoying it too, aren't you?" Ivan grinned wickedly, put his hands on Madam Pince's chest and kneaded her pink nipples.

"Ah... don't touch there... ah..." Mrs. Pince gasped, and her sensitive nipples became hard in Ivan's hands. Ivan gently pulled and kneaded her breasts, and continued to thrust his lower body in and out. Mrs. Pince felt like she was floating on the sea, rising and falling with Ivan's movements.

"Madam, it's so tight. You seem to like me here very much." Ivan laughed softly, causing Madam Pince's anus to begin to contract.

"You...ah...shut up...I didn't..." Mrs. Pince retorted in shame and anger, but her words were shattered by Ivan's deep thrust.

Ivan picked up Mrs. Pince's body and made her sit on his thick penis facing him.

"Ah... so deep..." Gravity made Ivan's penis penetrate to an unprecedented depth, and Mrs. Pince raised her head and moaned. Ivan kneaded her soft breasts and sucked the red cherries on her chest. Mrs. Pince twisted her body unbearably, but the huge thing in her body rubbed even more.

"Madam, move yourself, I know you like it." Ivan smiled evilly and patted Madam Pince's plump buttocks. Madam Pince glared at him in shame and anger, but still slowly twisted her waist.

"Well...you bad boy...wait until I tell your mother..."

"Punish me, Madam. I will do my best to cooperate." Ivan said, thrusting his hips upward, causing Madam Pince to gasp. Madam Pince rose and fell faster and faster, her full breasts swaying in front of Ivan.

"Ah... you little devil... I can't stand it..." "Madam, let's do it together..." Ivan increased the speed of thrusting his hips, and soon they both reached climax. Madam Pince fell into Ivan's arms, her pistil still contracting.

Ivan turned Mrs. Pince over and made her kneel on the ground with her snow-white buttocks raised high. He held his erect penis, aimed it at her still opening and closing flower hole, and thrust it hard.

"Ah... it's coming again..." Mrs. Pince panted softly, feeling the hard cock behind her filling her up again. Ivan kneaded her soft buttocks and thrust his lower body rapidly. The engorged flesh repeatedly rubbed against the sensitive inner wall, and Mrs. Pince's waist soon softened.

"Madam, you're so hot inside, I like it so much." Ivan murmured as he thrust forward.

"Well...you...don't say it..." Madam Pince blushed, feeling a little embarrassed by the treatment of her private area. Ivan pinched her waist, wedging deep into her every time, and his scrotum slapped against her buttocks, making a crisp sound.

Mrs. Pince was in a state of confusion and her moans became more and more wanton. She felt as if she was trapped in a sea of ​​desire and could only hold on to the blanket in front of her to maintain her sanity.

"Madam, let's do it together..." Ivan growled and released himself inside Madam Pince.

The afterglow of the climax was still there, but Ivan had already gotten hard again. He asked Madam Pince to lie on the carpet, spread her legs and placed them on his shoulders. He aimed his thick and long penis at the still contracting vagina and slowly thrust it in.

"Oh... stop it... I really can't take it anymore..." Madam Pince begged. The sexual intercourse just now had made her exhausted.

"Madam, bear with me for a while, we will take it slowly." Ivan gently comforted her, and his lower body slowly pumped. He lowered his head to suck the red cherry on Madam Pince's chest, and rubbed her sensitive flower core with his fingers. The gradually rising pleasure dispelled Madam Pince's discomfort.

"Hmm... it feels so good there..." Madam Pince closed her eyes tightly and immersed herself in the sex. Ivan caressed her whole body, kissed every inch of her skin, and the rhythm of his lower body became faster and faster.

"Madam, scream out, don't hold it in." Ivan panted. "Ah... so good... harder..." Madam Pince finally threw away her shame and moaned without reservation. Madam Pince felt like she was in the clouds, floating in the air.

Ivan picked up Mrs. Pince, who was lying on the ground, and made her sit on his crotch face to face.

"Well...wait a minute...I can't take it anymore..." Madam Pince refused weakly. The sex just now had already exhausted her physically.

"Madam, for the last time, let's take it slow." Ivan stroked her long hair and induced her to sit down again. Madam Pince bit her lip and slowly sat down on the thick meat blade.

The huge thing filled her body again, and Mrs. Pince raised her head and moaned. Ivan kneaded her sore buttocks and licked the red cherries on her chest with his tongue. Mrs. Pince's waist soon became weak and she could only maintain her posture with the support of Ivan.

"Madam, move, let's do it together." Ivan guided her in a low voice. Madam Pince was already in ecstasy, and she twisted her waist instinctively, stroking the huge meat blade up and down.

"Oh... there... it's so deep..." Madam Pince moaned in tears. Her sensitive spots were repeatedly crushed, making her almost crazy.

"Madam, you are mine." Ivan growled and reached a climax in her body. Madam Pince also reached the peak, her flower heart contracted violently and sucked Ivan's flesh.

Ivan picked up the limp Mrs. Pince and gently placed her on the bench.

Mrs. Pings, who had just experienced an intense sexual experience, was extremely tired. She leaned back in her chair, panting, with a dazed look in her eyes.

Her cheeks were flushed, her long hair was messy, and her chest kept rising and falling. Looking down, there was a mess between her legs, and her flower hole was still contracting.

As she took a break, everything that had just happened suddenly came to her mind, and Mrs. Pince realized that she had been having a great time with a student in the library.

She couldn't believe that she would masturbate in public, let alone be discovered and violated by students. Mrs. Pince was ashamed. She should have severely reprimanded Ivan for his behavior, but she was ashamed of her overly lewd behavior.

She wanted to scold Ivan, but she couldn't utter a word. She could only turn her head away with a red face, not daring to look him in the eye.

But Ivan looked at her naked body, and between her legs were still traces of their love affair. His desire was rekindled, and his lower body swelled a little more.

"Madam, let me take good care of you again." Ivan whispered, then spread her sore and weak legs.

"No... I really can't... I can't get in..." Madam Pince shook her head weakly, her vagina still contracting after the orgasm. Ivan used his fingers to soothe her swollen clitoris, and soon it began to secrete a little bit of crystal again. He held the thick meat blade against the entrance and slowly thrust forward to insert it.

"Ah...you little bastard...be gentle..." Madam Pince screamed as her sensitive inner walls were repeatedly rubbed by the huge flesh blade.

"Madam, relax, let's take it slow." Ivan whispered soothingly, while thrusting his waist and wedging into her soft flower path again and again.

"Ah... I can't stand it anymore... I'm going to break..." Madam Pince clutched the cushion under her body tightly, enduring the excessive pleasure. The place where the two of them were connected was already muddy, and the obscene sound of water echoed in the empty library...

Ivan picked up Madam Pince and made her lie on the bench facing the wall. He spread her legs, which were stained red by lust, and aimed his thick and long penis at her still opening and closing flower hole, and inserted it heavily.

"Ah...be gentle..." Madam Pince closed her eyes tightly, feeling the huge thing entering her body again. Ivan pinched her waist and thrust his lower body quickly. The blade of flesh rubbed against the extremely sensitive inner wall, bringing waves of electric pleasure.

"Madam, you're so warm inside, it feels so good." Ivan said while thrusting and panting.

"Well... don't say it... it's so embarrassing..." Mrs. Pince buried her face in her arms, her ears blushing. Ivan turned her face and kissed her deeply, and his lower body hit her harder and harder. His scrotum slapped against her plump buttocks, making an ambiguous sound.

Madam Pince seemed to be floating in the clouds, with sweet moans flowing from her mouth. She felt that her lower body was no longer her own, and was completely dominated by pleasure.

"Madam, let's do it together..." Ivan growled, and Mrs. Pings reached climax at the same time. White turbid mixed with love fluid dripped from the connection between the two, falling on the chair and the carpet...

[Ding, Exploration Mission: Exploring the Library (Completed)

Mission evaluation: Perfect

Mission Reward: Upside Down Card Exchange Eligibility and Upside Down Card × 1 (already issued)

Mission Description: There are always unexpected secret stories in every school. Many people stay away from the rumors caused by these secret stories because of fear, but you successfully cracked the secret of the library with luck and shameless tactics. Although the method is difficult to describe, the completion of the mission is still undeniable.]

Seeing that the mission was completed, Ivan quickly left the nearly fainted Madam Pince. He didn't dare to stay here for long. Not only did he break into the library at night, he also entered the restricted books area. The worst thing was that he ran into such an outrageous thing.

The secret of Hogwarts is this? I seriously suspect you are lying to me.

"Upside down cards?"

[Upside down four cards (one-time)

Card description: You can subvert certain common sense in a certain space in a short period of time, which may be used to cover up your mistakes...

Pre-set: When the card is activated unexpectedly, you can choose to activate it yourself. ]

It felt like the setting of some pornographic novel. Ivan walked through the silent and deserted castle. The fatigue from multiple outputs and the complicated thoughts in his mind made Ivan let down his guard a little.

However, not long after coming out of a secret passage, a blue, rapidly moving light suddenly collided with Ivan.

Ivan shivered as if his whole body was immersed in ice water. He turned around and found that the person he bumped into was the ugly one with a shabby hat... Peeves.

Peeves was even more excited, clapping his hands and shouting at the top of his voice.

"Look, look what I found? Another new student. Come on! There's another one over here!"

"Petrification!" Ivan cast a petrification spell with his backhand, and the blue-gray light accurately hit Peeves' chest, but the latter was only knocked back a little, and he laughed even more happily.

"Hahaha... It's useless, you can't hurt me!" Peeves circled around Ivan proudly, as if he wanted to drag Ivan here.

Seeing that ordinary magic was useless against Peeves, Ivan was not discouraged, because ghosts were not immune to all magic, and he happened to have a black magic that specialized in mental magic.

"Fear is coming~"

Just as Peeves was making faces in front of Ivan arrogantly, a purple light shot out from the tip of Ivan's wand. Peeves' face immediately changed, and he screamed and ran into a classroom in the distance. Ivan could still hear Peeves' sharp shouts from a distance.

"No, Barrow, let me go, I swear I didn't do anything bad! And Nick, put down your axe first, let's talk it out..."

Seeing Peeves' reaction, Ivan nodded with satisfaction. He called up the system's magic bar and found that the Fear Spell had been upgraded to level two without him noticing in the past few days. No wonder the effect was so good.

After dealing with the annoying Peeves, Ivan heard a series of hurried footsteps in the distance. Then he remembered that Peeves had said before that he had "found" a new student.

By the time Ivan was about to re-enter the secret passage to hide, it was too late. Harry, Ron, Hermione and Neville rushed out from the opposite side of Ivan.

Harry and the others did not expect to meet Ivan here, but now was obviously not the time to talk about this. Harry was stunned for less than a second, then he took the lead and grabbed Ivan's arm and ran with him.

"Ivan, run! There's no time to explain, Filch is right behind us!"

Ivan didn't even finish saying that there was a secret passage behind him before Harry dragged him into another corridor and he had no choice but to run with him.

As he ran, Ivan felt vaguely that this scene seemed familiar. It was not until Harry took the lead and stepped into the restricted corridor on the fourth floor that Ivan realized that something was wrong.

"Hurry... hurry in, Filch is coming!" Harry and Neville worked together to pull Ivan, who didn't want to come in, in. Hermione closed the door. Ron, who rarely did not slack off, locked the door with great effort.

"This way Filch can't get in." Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yeah, but it's not easy for us to go out." Ivan muttered to himself as he looked at the locked door, then sighed as he looked into the corridor.

"I'd rather go out and face Filch..."

Harry didn't quite understand what Ivan meant, but soon he felt something sticky on his shoulder. Turning around, he found three huge heads looking at him. Foul-smelling breath emanated from their open mouths, and yellow saliva dripped from the edges of their mouths from time to time, some of which splashed onto his clothes.

"Ah~" The next second, Hermione and the others also saw the three-headed dog, and their screams of fear immediately tore through the tranquility of the night...