Chapter 75 74: Bizarre! absurd! I want to bury myself in sleep! 【Fifth update】
The night is deep.
Ian's explanation was indeed thorough and detailed. The solid foundation brought by the One Permanent Certificate and the complete understanding of every detail made all the more than ten young wizards in Ravenclaw feel that it was worth their money.
They gained knowledge.
Ian gained today's Silver Sickle, as well as the [Potion Mastery] proficiency of reviewing known knowledge and gaining new insights. A full seven or eight points of proficiency can be considered a considerable increase.
"Let's meet again tomorrow! Come if you think it's okay!"
Ian said goodbye to one of the little wizards who was more enthusiastic than the other, and the other was more grateful than this one, recalling that there is still something to gain from passing on knowledge and teachings. I returned to the dormitory with a great sense of accomplishment.
In the dark dormitory.
Michael Jordan's snoring kept coming. William, who was scared into a little quail by Aurora in the afternoon, did not study hard with a small desk lamp as Ian expected.
He was completely wrapped in his own quilt. It didn't look like he was sleeping. He had curled up into a ball and would squirm in it from time to time.
If Ian hadn't only felt panic, uneasiness, and a little... disbelief, Ian would have suspected that his roommate was playing the magic version of the Holy Grail at night.
Eleven years old?
Europeans and Americans always develop earlier.
"The descendants of German Aurors do have a deeper understanding." Ian felt that maybe William had not recovered from the potions class in the afternoon, and he might have lost a precious new friend because of this.
There is no way around this.
It only depends on whether William can figure it out. Ian has not experienced the chaos in Europe, and naturally has no way to empathize with William's family education.
"It's only eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, and I'm the only one in this dormitory still studying." Ian didn't have a small desk lamp that could shine by itself, so he raised his glowing wand and started reading at night.
Originally I wanted to read the books borrowed from the library tonight to find out the secrets of the trance, but Half-Blood Prince's "Advanced Potion Making" is also very attractive.
[Successfully read the Potions textbook, Potions mastery +3]
[Successfully read the Potions textbook, Potions mastery +2]
...
Blessed by Severus Snape's annotations, it can be called a rare potions textbook. The learning experience it can bring is far beyond what Ian can achieve by studying alone.
"Advanced Potion Making" written by Libasio Pollach is a potions textbook that can only be used in N.E.W.T level potions classes at Hogwarts.
It contains various recipes for many potions, many of which Snape has improved the production process, and Ian even saw handwriting with a newer color on it.
Apparently there have been recent changes, corrections and additions.
The whole book is the result of painstaking research by a potion master. Ian learned and understood it as fast as a rocket, and he quickly completed a true transformation.
[Potion Mastery (Level 3) 3/400]
This skill has reached the same level as Transfiguration, allowing Ian to even reflect on the shortcomings of today’s lecture. He has a higher level of judgment and control in the field of potions.
“I have become stronger, but I have not become bald.”
In addition to the knowledge related to potions, Ian also unexpectedly discovered some surprises. A number of self-invented spells were recorded that prove Snape's extraordinary talent.
[Latching tongue and throat sealing spell (level 1) 3/100]
[Close ear plugs to listen to the spell (level 0) 27/50]
[Upside down golden bell spell (level 1) 3/ 100】
Comes from the creator’s own descriptions and explanations, which are far from comparable to ordinary textbooks. Ian chose the most practical spells above to learn.
As for the [Shen Feng Shadowless Curse] that he has already learned, it is also on it. Through a far more detailed explanation than the previous small note, Ian gained more than 70 points of proficiency. promote.
"They are almost all curses, but my half-blood prince uncle didn't cross them out?" Ian saw new handwriting on it, but he didn't think it was Snape's negligence.
Old Bat probably wants Ian to learn from him... This is a bit intriguing. Perhaps it's because Voldemort's sneaky return next year has already been put on the agenda at this time.
Ian is not so sure.
Maybe you want him to be on guard against the saints in the academy?
Today in the elf kitchen at Hogwarts, he saw Professor Ronnie Ehrlich's hands, which were somewhat exposed because he was carrying a basin, had the bookstore owner's golden snitch tattoo.
Bao is a saint.
"At least he is a capable teacher. Anyone who can be a saint is not a mediocre person." Ian continued to read Snape's notebook textbook until two or three in the middle of the night. It started to rain lightly outside the house.
Having gained a lot of proficiency, he washed up and went to bed lightly.
Before going to bed.
Ian looked at William's bed - the green-haired roommate was still in the curled-up state of a hedgehog, moving from time to time, proving that he was still not sleeping but didn't know what he was doing.
Sleep at night with sweet dreams.
The next day.
"Wake up, wake up, wake up, something bad is going to happen." Ian was shaken awake like yesterday. When he opened his eyes, he saw Michael holding up a big black ball. hand.
Fortunately, I didn’t defeat him.
"What happened? Did Hogwarts Castle grow wings and fly away?" Ian rubbed his groggy eyes. This time of day was when his thoughts were most confused.
"No, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the morning has been cancelled." Michael's eyes were full of panic, and he trembled to Ian without saying anything shocking.
"I heard that the teacher who teaches our Defense Against the Dark Arts class has disappeared! Some people said that he died last night!" Without lemonade, Michael's words made Ian fall asleep directly!
"His! Dead? He died so quickly?"
Ian was stunned.
He knew how dangerous the position in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class was, but he never thought that the teacher of this class would die on the first day of school. He was a real saint!
Ronnie Ehrlich’s voice and smile last night seem to still be vivid in my mind.
He praised the other party as a ruthless person last night, but he fell to his knees in a day? This speed is simply faster than the idiot wizard Gilderoy Lockhart kneeling at his post in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class!
Too unreasonable!
How could Voldemort’s curse take effect so quickly!
"That shouldn't be the case. This is Hogwarts, and he is a powerful wizard." Ian only felt that he might still be in a dream before he woke up.
"I don't know if he is dead or not, but he must be missing anyway. Dean Flitwick just came to inform that this morning's class has been canceled directly. The professors are now looking for him all over the school." Michael was full of anxiety With the panicked voice and the expression that made his eyes roll out of his head, it didn't sound like he was joking.
"I'll go find out more."
said.
He ran out of the dormitory.
And just when Ian was still finding it difficult to digest this heavy news.
"That...Ian."
At this time, William suddenly came out of the bathroom. He didn't seem to care about the Defense Against Dark Arts teacher, but coyly He moved closer to Ian's bed.
“We are good friends, right?”
It’s like yesterday’s scene reappeared.
"Of course."
Ian felt that William might have figured it out.
"Then..."
William's expression became even more awkward, with an expression on his face that was both a little uneasy and felt like he was struggling inside. He spoke in a low voice with a somewhat inexplicable crying tone.
"Can you introduce me to the new generation of Wu Cui... Saints? Last night, my grandfather said that if I failed to join you, he would ask my dad to kill me when he gets back."< br>
"I feel like he is serious."
William's crying became more and more obvious.
Another outrageous moment that made Ian instantly confused!
Holy shit!
Isn’t your grandfather a German Auror!
Are you asked to apply to join the party?
Ian pinched his face blankly.
He felt that he was really strong today!
(End of this chapter)