Chapter 74 73: Historical Prologue! Him and his disciples! 【Fourth update】
Everything in the world is impermanent.
Imagining that he would be tested by Ravenclaw, and then successfully break through all kinds of obstacles to decipher the secrets, find the founder's legacy, and finally become the little emperor of Ravenclaw, and reach the pinnacle of his life, did not happen to Ian. on the body. What he faced was just an alchemical creation that had its own thoughts and was very vindictive.
"In the long history, why did you choose Ms. Ravenclaw to be your teacher?" The bronze eagle always remembered the small grudge that Ian made with it when school started.
"Because it is a foregone conclusion that the house I study in is called Ravenclaw House. The moment I take off the sorting hat, I will belong to Rowena Ravenclaw's student." Ian attempts to describe the theory of cause and effect with the bronze eagle head.
The door didn't open.
"It makes sense, but it's not enough."
The bronze eagle head was obviously trying to make things difficult for him.
"Ms. Ravenclaw, the embodiment of the light of wisdom, is a shining beacon that can lead me to explore the universe of knowledge."
"Not enough."
"She has a fair and selfless heart and respects the uniqueness of each student."
"It's not enough."
"I can get to know Ms. Ravenclaw better Himself, discover your unknown talents and potential."
"It's still not enough."
The Bronze Eagle Head is simply more vindictive than Ian.
"Hiss~"
Ian took a breath. It was as if he understood Ms. Ravenclaw's stinginess from thousands of years ago. Alchemical creations generally reflect some of the character of the creator.
“Because Rowena Ravenclaw will bring me back here to finally meet you and feel your tenderness and thoughtfulness?” Ian, who was a dead horse and a living horse doctor, chose the earthy flavor. Love words.
The bronze eagle head did not respond.
“Ka~”
The door suddenly opened, but there was no need to say anything.
Even if there is no need to sleep in the corridor tonight, Ian is still not happy at all. In the first year of the Boomerang, the clown senior who fell in love with the Bronze Eagle Head was actually me?
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Ian felt that the bronze eagle head of his college was more or less seriously ill. He quickly rushed into the lounge, where many Ravenclaw wizards, both junior and senior, were crowded in front of a limited number of long tables to study.
Unlike other colleges, there is a small library of their own in the Ravenclaw lounge, but most of the books in it are books related to school courses.
"Hi, Ian."
Qiu Zhang, who was selecting books in front of the bookshelf, saw Ian coming in.
Ian also waved to her.
"Do you need any gossip about tomorrow's Defense Against the Dark Arts class?" Qiu Zhang came up to her with a mysterious look on her face. She was holding a book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" in her hand.
Ian chuckled, "We can't let us deal with trolls in the first class, right?"
Although he was only a new student at Hogwarts, in the past two days, he had experienced several times how unreliable the so-called gossip in Hogwarts was.
"Of course not, they are Irish leprechauns. Someone saw their cage in Professor Erich's office." Qiu Zhang patted the book in his hand.
“Everyone is trying to find a way to deal with it now, just to get extra points for the college tomorrow. No one wants to be stolen by the little wizards of Gryffindor.”
< br>Qiu Zhang lowered his voice and added, "Well, I also want to steal the limelight. You won extra points for the college today, and the prefects specially praised you in the evening."
< br>Unexpectedly, I missed the moment of Sheniu.
Ian felt a little regretful.
"Where are the prefects? Next time you praise me, I hope to choose a time when I am present. Thank you." Ian could not find the two prefects.
But it attracted the attention of other little wizards.
"It's Prince. Oh my god, you did really well in Potions class today. Even Snape couldn't do anything with you. Can you teach us how to make boil potion when you have time?"
“Yes, yes, your boil potion seems to be of better quality than the ones sold in pharmacies. My sister who always likes to have boils on her buttocks consumes many bottles every year.”
"Shut up! You idiot! Even if mother comes! I will kill you today!"
...Several young wizards who had attended class together before took the initiative to talk to Ian. In Ravenclaw, as long as your academic performance is good enough, you will definitely gain the favor and admiration of your classmates.
We may have competition.
But smart people will choose to learn from smarter people instead of treating smarter people as freaks.
"Of course, no problem. I'll do it when I have free time." Ian held Snape's "Advanced Potion Making" under his arm. At this time, he just wanted to go back to his dormitory and study hard.
Both Michael and William are not in the common room. They must be secretly working hard to become stronger. There is no guarantee that they will catch up and see their backs anytime!
With a sense of crisis, Ian quickened his pace.
However.
At this time.
"When I was at home, my mother told me that learning knowledge must come at a price. Can I use a gold galleon to subscribe to your future Potions class notes?"
Or maybe I know it. Ian's life experience, and the wealthy little wizard carefully explored it, so a Pandora's box was unintentionally opened by him at this moment.
“I only have five silver coins.”
“I have seven silver coins, and my mother will send me pocket money next month.”
"Money can't buy knowledge, but I have five boxes of chocolate frogs, and I just want to learn the standard ratio of potions for boils."
"My pocket money has been used up, but I can steal my sister's pocket money... Ah, sister, why did you hit me? Anyway, you only like to save money and don't like to use it."
...
Seven or eight first-year Ravenclaw wizards gathered in the area leading to the dormitory, and the senior students couldn't help but raise their heads with excitement.
Before these seniors said they could do it too.
"We are all good brothers and sisters. It's better to choose a day than to hit it. I'm free today. Come on, I'll give you an extracurricular tutoring session. Just take a silver coin and it's fun. ”
Ian stopped and turned around and walked back to the lounge.
He should have explored this business opportunity long ago.
No matter where you are, tutoring is a lucrative business. His eyes quickly glanced at the money that the little wizards took out, and Ian chose a long-term charging model.
Monthly cards, weekly cards, daily cards... are not as good as pay-per-view, you understand them all.
“Just a silver siko? Oh my God! I’m ashamed to have been jealous of you!”
"Thank you, thank you, you are a good person!"
"What should I do, I only have chocolate frogs..."
...
Ian took it from everyone's hands In exchange for a silver coin and a box of chocolate frogs from the slightly embarrassed boy, he also promised that the other party could listen to his lectures five times in the future.
"To tell you the truth, my whole family is a potion master, and all the high-quality potions flow in my veins." Ian's words made those senior wizards who were ready to move sit back down again.
"It's just a potion for boils. Tomorrow I can tell you the details of making other potions. I'll cut them open and crush them for you. Tomorrow, you will only need one Silver Sickle!"
"Don't worry, Since I have accepted your money, I will definitely take on the responsibility of teaching you. Not only do you pass the exam, I want everyone to be like a dragon in Potions class in the future!”
The fire in the fireplace is burning! .
The details about the potion configuration began to be revealed.
This is obviously just the beginning.
The night of the new term at Hogwarts.
Ian Prince and his original followers.
First time.
Get together.
……
(End of this chapter)