Chapter 91 90: Hello, Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor
In the corridor.
Ian’s back looks very embarrassed.
He became the first student to be kicked out of the classroom by Snape since the beginning of the school year. Although Snape did not issue a permanent ban to him, the roar of the old bat still resounded throughout most of Hogwart. Hereby.
"I asked you to prove that my potion is a potion with a soul. I didn't ask you and Snape to kiss directly in class!" Ian blamed the evil Peeves. On the body.
"He was the one who came up to me! He kissed me first! He must have done it on purpose!"
The painful Peeves covered his head, which was shattered by a dunk, and his face was covered with bruises. Wronged. He didn't dare to refute Ian, after all, Bloody Barrow's horror level in his mind had dropped to second place.
"My first place was lost to you just like that!" Ian kicked Peeves on the butt, and Peeves took advantage of the situation and flew away more than ten meters away. .
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! My first kiss! The damn Potions Professor must be responsible for me!" Pipi turned into a "whisper" and flew towards Snape’s office.
I don’t know what he wants to do in Snape’s office. Ian listened to this guy’s muttering. He doubted that there would be an extra one under the quilt when Snape was sleeping tonight. head.
"I agree with this marriage."
In the empty corridor.
Ian looked boredly at the Quidditch field outside the window. At this time, the senior team was having a discussion, and Slytherin seemed to be about to beat Gryffindor out of the sky.
Perhaps only Harry Potter can save the Gryffindor team. Before the savior joined the Gryffindor team, the Slytherin team could be said to have won the Quidditch Cup for several consecutive years. champion.
Even Marcus, who was still peeing his pants a few days ago, performed outstandingly on the court. His sturdy playing style made him an "excellent" seeker. It's no wonder that this guy can gather so many people in the corridor to surround Ian. After all, his identity as a Quidditch player has always been supported by many classmates.
"My compensation hasn't been paid to me yet, and I still have the heart to play outside!" Ian resisted the thought of interfering with the fairness of the game, otherwise he could even make Marcus fall off the broom.
Since Ian has done a lot of research on [Legilimency] in the past few days, thanks to the books written by his beautiful stepmother, he even has level 2 [Legilimency] magic ability.
Coupled with the extraordinary characteristic of [Thinking Perception], which is often misunderstood as a natural Legilimency, he can be said to have immediately comprehended the first-level ancient black magic [Legilimency].
This magic is different from the [Imperius Curse], one of the Unforgivable Curses, but there are similarities. Ian's [Imperius Curse] has also reached level 2 due to his studies in the past few days. .
Of course, the two spells can only be said to have certain similarities in principle. Compared with the terrifying effect of the [Soul-stealing Curse] that directly destroys other people's reason and thinking, [The Soul-Seizing Curse] is more The emphasis is on forcibly invading other people's consciousness and implanting false memories based on [Legilimency].
It can even permanently modify other people's cognition, treating happy things as sad things for a lifetime, and treating things that should be sad as happy things for a lifetime.
The effect is very terrifying. Although there is a counter-curse recorded in the book, I am afraid that only Mara...Mr. Morgan knows what the counter-curse is. The beautiful stepmother is not recorded in the book.
Maybe she hasn’t learned it herself?
In short, compared to the magic of [Legilimency], [Legilimency] is much more domineering, and the effect of Occlumency on this magic will be greatly weakened.
According to the statement recorded in the book "Mental Control: From Legilimency to Legilimency", [Legilimency] is already a type of control that involves the deep realm of the soul. Magic.
"Miss Helena!"
While walking around Hogwarts towards the library, Ian encountered the ghost he had not found for several days. She was floating in front of his mother's portrait with a sad expression. memories of the past.
The daughter of the founder is a tall female ghost who is always elegant and decent. Her good family education makes her still give people a gentle and noble feeling even if she becomes a ghost.
It is not without reason that Bloody Baron was obsessed with Helena Ravenclaw during his lifetime. The beauty and slightly delicate temperament inherited from Rowena Ravenclaw can easily become some Human white moonlight.
"Little Ian, I saw Peeves going down to the basement."
Helena Ravenclaw did have several exchanges with Ian. When he first entered Hogwarts, Ian was worried that Peeves would show up when he was taking a poop.
Fortunately, Lady Helena was willing to point out the location of Peeves.
This Ravenclaw ghost is very helpful. The reason why her experience does not seem like the experience of a smart person is just because she is the ultimate face control and love brain.
Of course.
This may be the reason why Ian was able to get help from Helena Ravenclaw.
Even though the experience of losing the crown had made her no longer as naive as before, it was still easier for a young wizard like Ian, whose appearance was more outstanding than Tom Riddle, to win her favor.
"I know, Peeves is familiar with me now. He told me that he was going to warm Snape's bed." Ian no longer needs to guard against Peeves' possibility. sneak attack.
Helena Ravenclaw, who had been missing for several days, obviously did not know this.
"You can actually coexist peacefully with Peeves? This is incredible." Helena Ravenclaw was a little surprised and turned her head to look at the little wizard who was very friendly to the ghost.
"Actually, Peeves is not that scary. He just needs someone to reason with him." Ian looked at his fists. It was obvious that what he told Peeves was not just logic but also the truth.
"I'm sorry for letting you see me like this." Helena Ravenclaw didn't care about Peeves. She turned her back and wiped the tears off her face.
"Are you missing Ms. Ravenclaw? Maybe you should be brave and move forward. Maybe she has been waiting for you." Ian could only complete his relationship with Rowena through hints. With the help of Ms. Ravenclaw, it was impossible for him to meet anyone who said that he could travel to and from the trance world and was a spiritual world traveler.
“My mother will never forgive me, and I don’t expect her forgiveness... In fact, it’s all my fault. I just hope that everything will be fine for her on another journey.”
Helena Ravenclaw could not help but burst into tears again.
She was covering her face and sobbing.
Ian also spoke quickly.
"You may have underestimated your mother's feelings for you. How can she enjoy peace if she has been waiting for you? We all know the legends about the dead."
He felt I should give myself some chicken soup, "The world after death is a new journey, like an unknown night road. I believe that no one A daughter who knows her better than a mother will definitely wait for you and then lead you on the road to dispel the timidity in your heart, as well as the hesitation and anxiety about the future. "
The words in a gentle voice. Helena Ravenclaw moved her hand away, lowered her head and looked carefully at the young wizard in front of her with milky white eyes that were the same as her body.
“Not only are you more handsome in appearance, but you are also more eloquent than that man. You will definitely have a more brilliant future than him. I just hope that when you grow up, you will not become a bad guy like him.”
Helena Ravenclaw was obviously talking about the young Tom, "Little Ian, I believe you have good intentions, and it has even reduced the fear in my heart a lot. Now I have believed my mother." You do love me enough, but you don’t understand me and how many times I have made unforgivable mistakes.”
The knot that has lasted for thousands of years cannot be solved with just a few words.
"Ms. Helena, running away can't solve any problem. Which child doesn't make a little mistake? There is no treasure in this world as good as your own child."
Ian continued softly Open your mouth.
Helena Ravenclaw seemed to be surprised. She looked up and down at the little wizard in front of her, "It seems like you know a lot of stories about me?"
Ian nodded noncommittally.
"What a standard little Ravenclaw wizard, your curiosity will always drive you to explore, but no matter how many books you read, you may not be able to truly understand my mother." Helena Ra Winclaw sighed softly, "She is that She is so outstanding, but I tore her arrogance into pieces."
"Even if she can forgive me, I can't forgive myself." Obviously, Helena Ravenclaw's. The knot in my heart was still not solved by Ian's chicken soup.
"You will always meet again, why prolong this time?"
Ian looked at the unmoved ghost and sighed slightly. He felt that maybe he should take some time to learn how to speak. escape. How come these ancient witches are always like this?
Each one is more introspective than the other, but no one is looking forward.
Senior Sister Xianyang who wrote a book for the teacher is like this, and so is the child of Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw in front of her. Looking at the situation in the trance, Senior Sister Xianyang has obviously not been transported by any soul. Crow took her to Teacher Morgan's place, and maybe Senior Sister Cheap has become a self-trapped ghost somewhere like Helena Ravenclaw.
"Little Ian, your eloquence is actually very good, but you obviously haven't learned about ghosts yet. To this day, no ghost has escaped from the world."
"Do you know why?"
"Because becoming a ghost is a one-time choice. Once you become a ghost, the soul can no longer change its state. You will learn relevant knowledge in fourth grade. .”
Helena Ravenclaw touched Ian's head in the air and floated into the distance. Until her figure completely disappeared, Ian could not figure out how to "come to my dormitory and sleep together tomorrow night". Weird and somewhat obscene words, said in a way that is less likely to be misunderstood.
"Tell her there will be a miracle under my bed tomorrow night? Hiss~ This is more obscene than having a big baby!" Ian was scratching his head in distress, and the more he thought about it, the more likely it was to cause misunderstanding.
Perhaps the only way to avoid being misunderstood is to take the time to give Helena Ravenclaw a sap, and then grab the other person while they are confused and fall asleep instantly.
Sap is simple.
But it is a little difficult to fall asleep instantly.
Sleeping potion?
Or give yourself a chance to faint?
Ian had never tried to see if he could step into that intersection in this way at the right time.
"Hey, my dear Professor of Transfiguration, I promised you the agreement, how can I help reunite your family?" Ian turned to look at the portrait where Helena had stopped before.
In the exquisite picture frame.
The dignified and elegant Rowena Ravenclaw was smiling at him. Shaking his head slightly distressed, Ian walked to the kitchen. He was going to eat something and then go to the library to study the language.
The study of alchemy has been a bit too intense these days, and the gift I want to give Aurora in return has begun to take shape. I still have to learn something simple to relax my brain.
"Shashasha~"
Ian just left with his front foot.
The wind is blowing outside the window.
"As you said, we will always meet... little raven." The portrait, which had not spoken for a thousand years, suddenly spoke, and the voice that transcended time gave a belated response in the quiet corridor.
……
Eat and drink enough.
Ian got a special meal of hot pot as he wished.
He walked towards the library contentedly.
"If you hadn't come into contact with this field, who would have thought that house elves once had their own language. I'm afraid many house elves don't know it themselves."
Learning language is a kind of laziness for Ian and relax.
What other knowledge is easier to learn than language? Possessing the extraordinary characteristic of [Language Proficiency], he can learn and increase his [Language Proficiency] ability very quickly.
In-depth study of ancient magic texts is actually the most efficient. After all, it can increase the proficiency of two abilities at the same time. However, Ian has been falling in love with learning the language of a different race since the past few days.
Whether it is the language of fairies, giants, or the language of centaurs, the effect of improving the proficiency of [Language Proficiency] is absolutely no less than learning ancient magic texts.
In fact, Ian has always been very interested in Parseltongue. After all, if he wants to pick up the baby Basilisk from the secret room, he must have the ability to communicate with the Basilisk. However, perhaps because the language of Parseltongue is closely related to blood fusion, he has never been able to find relevant study books in the library.
There is no ordinary book section, nor is there a restricted book section. Perhaps only after Mr. Savior enters school can Ian learn syllable-by-syllable from Mr. Savior.
I really couldn’t find relevant study materials. It’s not that Ian didn’t search hard, he even found a book called “Dance of the Moon-Crazy Beast” written by an old senior who had been expelled.
The Moon Crazy Beast is a magical animal with smooth skin and a light gray body. It has two round eyes on the top of its head, four slender legs, and four flat feet. The level of danger is not high. It is a very shy animal and only comes out of the cave on full moon nights.
If its silvery excrement is collected before sunrise and later spread over magical herb and flower beds, the plants will grow rapidly and remain extremely strong.
Ian has always felt that moon-crazed beasts are the ultimate answer to fertilizer production. These cute and cute creatures will perform complex dances on their two hind legs in remote and uninhabited places, bathed in moonlight.
The "Dance of the Moon-Child Beast" teaches the mating dance of this creature. It is said that the dance performed by the author of this book can fascinate any Moon-Child Beast.
"Dumbledore's last favorite kid must be bragging, otherwise why would that book be placed in the restricted area!" Ian still wants to find books about Parseltongue today. .
The library is too big.
There are also many books in the restricted book area.
Even just looking at the names of each book will take a very long time, let alone reading and studying every book in the library.
Studying at Hogwarts lasts only seven years, and excluding vacations, there are only 266 weeks. Even if someone like Ian can read through two or even three books a week, 266 weeks is only less than 800 books! The Hogwarts library contains hundreds of thousands of magic books.
Because of this, many people who are eager to learn will eventually want to return to Hogwarts to serve. Even for geniuses, the books here are enough for them to study for a lifetime.
"Holy crap! Mrs. Pince is absent from work!" Ian pondered all the way to the library door, but he never expected to be greeted by that cold locked door again.
It’s only noon!
If you want to get off work early, you can't do it so early, right?
It’s not even the holidays yet!
"Open the Alaho Cave!" Ian pointed at the locked door and recited the curse again. This time was different from the past. He had learned the shame and courage to refine the lock-opening curse to the terrifying level 3.
Most graduates are probably only at this level. Ian was full of confidence, but reality slapped him again, and the unknown door lock still only shook wildly a few times.
The lock cylinder was completely motionless and had no intention of opening it at all.
"Is this still a level 4 lock? The magic that was promised is not about level but magic!" Ian had a new understanding of the security measures of the Hogwarts library.
He sat down at the door of the library and waited for a full half an hour, which was enough time to eat a cow, but the library manager Mrs. Pince still had no intention of coming back.
On the way, there were also a few senior students who wanted to come to the library. Most of them were Ravenclaw students. Of course, there were also one or two fourth- and fifth-year wizards from Slytherin who loved to study.
Only compared to the warm greetings from the senior Ravenclaw seniors and senior sisters, and the fact that they walked to the gate and tried the unlocking spell like Ian before turning around and leaving with regret.
Those Slytherin students didn’t like studying that much. They saw Ian from a distance and chose to turn around. They didn’t dare to risk getting close to the little devil of Hogwarts for the sake of studying. .
Yes.
Ian already has some "prestige" among the Slytherin students. After all, the story of [Marcus having diabetes in the corridor, and the witches trapped in the holy fire] has indeed spread far and wide. This story comes from the Gryffindor Weasley twins. The Weasley brothers were willing to flatter anyone as long as they could make Slytherin suffer.
The artistic processing component is very strong, and Ian enjoys eating melons and listening to stories. The only thing he doesn't like is that the two brothers don't pay him royalties for telling stories.
"Damn Ms. Pince, she must have fallen in love secretly at dusk." Ian waited for a long time before Mrs. Pince came back. He stood up and cast a descaling spell on his butt.
Just getting ready to leave.
I saw an acquaintance of the same grade right next to me.
It’s Qiu Zhang.
The first pallu developed by Ian.
"My partner, has the map been sold?" Ian greeted very enthusiastically. Qiu Zhang shook his head, showing a slightly helpless expression.
"I have to wait until night anyway. I don't want to be caught and imprisoned by the professors." She obviously also knew that the role of such maps for young wizards was definitely not just to prevent them from getting lost during the day.
"Okay, that makes sense."
Ian nodded.
"When I returned to the lounge, I heard from the seniors that you have been waiting here for the door to open. Did Mrs. Pince really ask for leave?" Qiu Zhang is also a little Ravenclaw wizard who loves to learn.
Because their college has a characteristic, they are always worried that others will secretly study behind their backs, so even if they get the news, they will want to come and verify it for themselves.
“It’s absenteeism!”
Ian was a little angry.
“I heard that the Defense Against the Dark Arts class found new supplies... No, it’s a new professor. Just now a Gryffindor senior said that Mrs. Pince and Hagrid went to pick up the professor. "Ian didn't quite believe what the Gryffindors were saying. How could a professor need to have a librarian involved?
"What a pity. I originally wanted to borrow a copy of "Standard Spells: Level 2"." Advanced learning is the norm in Ravenclaw, and Qiu Zhang can be considered a leader among them.
Of course.
Ian feels that it has something to do with Qiu Zhang also attending his own small class.
"I will teach you the contents of that book in a while. Just remember to come to class." Ian and Qiu Zhang returned to the lounge together, and several little Ravenclaws who did not believe in evil appeared in the corridor along the way.
"You shouldn't have learned all the knowledge in the seventh grade, right?" Qiu Zhang's eyes were filled with excitement for the person in front of him who was shorter than himself and seemed to have just started to grow taller recently. The color of admiration.
"How is it possible... Just gathering the learning contents of the seven grades together, it would take a month or two to read the book." Ian shook his head and refused to brag about himself.
"So, I should be able to finish learning it in a month or two." He felt that his answer was very honest. However, the incredulous expression on Qiu Zhang's face was a bit exaggerated.
"You are so powerful. Some people say that you may be more powerful than Dumbledore when he was a child." Qiu Zhang's voice was full of exclamation, and she did not doubt whether Ian was bragging. After all, the in-depth and simple lessons in the lounge every night have already demonstrated Ian's talent. Most people who have attended Ian's small class will never question Ian's learning level.
"Who is it? His eyes are so vicious! Tell me, I have to praise him." Ian's mood improved again, sweeping away the haze of being isolated outside the library.
“Many people are saying that.” Qiu Zhang thought for a while and then asked, “Can I ask what content you will teach in the small class tonight? The map has not been sold yet. Go, I don’t have much pocket money, so I want to try to choose some courses that I am more interested in.”
She looked a little embarrassed, as if she was short of money.
"We are partners. I still can't trust you. Just record it directly and I will deduct it from your share." Ian is not really picky about his friends. He just thinks that if some rules are broken once, they will happen again. Look at the Muggle world, how many companies start to corrupt from the first contact.
"Thank you, but I am not weak in every subject." Young wizards always have their own pride. Since Qiu Zhang insists on Ian, of course he will not continue to promote his own subjects.
He is not a personal trainer at the gym.
"Tonight I will give a lesson on black magic prevention to make up for everyone's shortcomings." Ian was obviously a little too cautious, and even changed a word to avoid possible hidden dangers.
"Okay, I haven't taken this class since the beginning of school. I will participate in tonight's SCP party on time." Qiu Zhang, like many young wizards, yearns for the mysterious Defense Against Dark Arts class.
Nothing more.
Her words made Ian stop in his tracks and look at her with wide eyes in confusion.
"What do you mean by party?" Ian's voice was full of weirdness.
"SCP gathering."
Qiu Zhang tilted his head in confusion.
“His~”
Ian took a deep breath.
"Who picked this name! How unlucky!" He really didn't expect that he was bringing a group of "C-level wizards" to the party. The name of the SCP Foundation in his previous life was very familiar to him.
Compared with the members of the Foundation in that world view, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class consumes "professors" at a rate that can only be classified as pediatrics among pediatrics.
"SecretCircleofPractitioners, is there anything wrong with this name?" Qiu Zhang couldn't understand Ian's reaction.
Perhaps the thinking of geniuses always makes it impossible for ordinary people like her to keep up?
"The Secret Circle of Practitioners..." Ian finally understood why the abbreviation was SCP. He could only admire that the person with such a name was really a damn talent.
"Call SCOP and go back to give them advice." Ian has a typical hometown mentality. He doesn't believe in any hidden meanings, but he doesn't want to be contaminated with possible bad luck.
The name SCP sounds like everyone is going to be screwed.
Dead and silent.
“Huh? This is a little too weird, isn’t it.” Qiu Zhang couldn’t understand the naming method of Ian even more. Could it be that the O in the middle represents Ian who participated in it?
Organizer?
Orchestrator?
But this is still too strange. Qiu Zhang Bai felt puzzled as his brain was overclocked. She didn't think about what the O added by Ian meant all the way.
Soon.
The two returned to the Ravenclaw lounge.
"You go back first."
Ian stood at the gate with no intention of going in.
“Don’t you go back to the lounge to take a rest?” Qiu Zhang asked slightly curiously, but saw Ian shaking his head and looking at the bronze eagle head on the door of the Ravenclaw lounge. .
"I want to study the door of our lounge." Of course he would not stupidly tell Qiu Zhang in front of him that he and Bronze Eagle Head had a very happy conversation recently.
God knows whether Qiu Zhang will go back and tell others that he is also in love with Bronze Eagle Head? This classmate who had been on the boat with him had some Gryffindor qualities. Watching Qiu Zhang enter the door, the door was closed immediately, and Ian sat on the floor again and began today's lecture.
But the target is not a little wizard.
It is the bronze eagle head on the door of the Ravenclaw lounge.
“Where do we start today?”
Ian felt that he had studied so hard in his previous life, and as a result, he traveled across time before the things he learned could be put to use. He must put them into practice in this life no matter what. A bit of residual heat.
Knowledge needs to be passed on.
Except magic.
Why not number theory, algebraic geometry, partial differential equations? Even if he got tired of discussing this type of course, he could still talk to Bronze Eagle Head about other casual topics.
For example, Socrates, Descartes, Spinoza, Leibniz, Locke, and Marx.
......
The Charms class with Gryffindor was definitely not exciting.
There is no conflict between the students of the two houses. With the blessing of the "freshman" buff at the beginning of the school year, the first-year Gryffindor wizards did not escape like their predecessors.
"Everyone is here, I'm going to start the roll call." Professor Flitwick has a habit in class, that is, he must first call the roll one by one according to the roll call list.
Every little wizard's name will be clicked by him, and the difficulty of skipping classes is almost rising in a straight line, but the first-year little wizards have probably not yet developed this habit.
In the first Charms class a few days ago, Professor Flitwick, the Head of Ravenclaw, used his unique method to make everyone aware of Charms just like Professor McGonagall. The class generated a strong interest in learning.
Professor Flitwick's scene of "the whole room of furniture and books dancing together" received fierce applause that far surpassed Professor McGonagall's wonderful leopard transformation.
All the students were eager to start learning the Charms class, and the teaching aid effect was very good, which was in sharp contrast to the Potions Professor Snape who received 0 applause every year.
Perhaps Snape thought his opening remarks were handsome and attractive, but his momentum and tone of voice would only make everyone remember the "idiot" words in his language.
“We have learned some theories of magic spells in the previous class. I think everyone will not forget what I asked to practice correct pronunciation after school.”
Compared with the professors who teach other courses, Professor Flitwick is too short. When he lectures, he has to stand on a pile of books to get to the table.
“The Illumination Spell is one of the greatest magics created in the last century. It is simple and practical, and can even play a certain supporting role in dealing with some special creatures.”
"Luminescent flash!"
Professor Flitwick's voice was shrill, but his incantation was unambiguous. He finished telling the history of the lighting spell, and then demonstrated the use of the lighting spell on the spot.
Every pronunciation is pronounced clearly.
It looks like he is teaching kindergarten students how to speak.
"It is very important to remember the way to wave the wand and the correct pronunciation of the spell. When you were in school, I saw some students using very good lighting techniques."
While talking.
Professor Flitwick looked at his own college, his eyes full of rare affection, "Especially you, Mr. Prince, your lighting spell impressed me deeply, except for that one At night, the light in most of the black lake shows its surging magic, and in You also showed extremely advanced application skills in the competition with other colleges not long ago.”
Although Professor Flitwick seems to be somewhat impartial and selfless, he is actually a very protective dean of the college. These two words are simply the epitome of language art.
"You've given me the award, but my level is actually not bad." Ian was embarrassed by Professor Flitwick's language arts. After all, due to the vigorous singing of the Weasley brothers, The young wizards present have all heard the story of "Marcus had diabetes in the corridor, and the wizards were trapped in the sacred fire".
“This is excessive modesty.”
Professor Flitwick is very happy to show the excellence of the young Ravenclaw wizards to other colleges. "You may be able to help me and demonstrate the standard application of the lighting spell."
Reasonable request.
Ian smelled the extra points.
"Luminescent!"
Ian immediately raised his elder wand and lit up his most frequently used magic in the classroom. The light emitted from the top of the wand was even brighter than outside. The sunshine is even brighter.
The conspicuous bag style was deliberately done so that everyone felt unable to look directly at Ian, as if Ian's whole body was glowing... Ian even covered his body with some lines of light. The little wizards here have never seen Ultraman, otherwise they would definitely have to say that Ultraman really exists.
“It’s amazing!”
“Are my eyes blind? I can’t see anything!”
A series of exclamations sounded.
In contentment, Ian extinguished the light at the tip of the wand.
"Didn't Marcus Flint pee when he was frightened by the green light? It is said that you invented the [Diabetes Insipidus Curse]. I heard that the sewers in Hogwarts were blocked by Marcus Flint's urine that day. "The little wizard who made the sound comes from the Gryffindor area, and there may be a new version of the story about Marcus.
"That's still a lighting spell, kid. The method of confusing people is quite practical in a duel, but that's not what we need to learn in this lesson."
"That requires you. Master the advanced skills of silent spellcasting in the future, while also not The spells you chant in your mouth will interfere with the magic you want to cast in your heart."
Professor Flitwick told the little wizards in a very tactful way that this is a very difficult thing, but he obviously said. How can a little wizard who ignores the first grade understand these twists and turns.
“Want to learn!”
"I also have an enemy of Slytherin...I think he can also be scared to death by me."
"Can't we just take a look?"
......
< br>Faced with curious and knowledge-seeking eyes. Professor Flitwick didn't want to suppress the enthusiasm of the young wizards to learn, so he glanced at Ian, a student of his own college.
Ian has high emotional intelligence and understands things instantly.
Without saying a word, he raised his wand and activated the magic.
Silent casting.
Green light appears.
There were as many as Gatlings, lighting up the entire classroom, and every little wizard was hit on the forehead, but most of the little wizards didn't react.
“So cool!”
"So handsome!"
"I've been playing with my friends all day!"
......
The green light that illuminated the whole room made Ian win. applause.
The little wizards who were just immersed in excitement probably didn't see that as soon as the green light on Ian's wand lit up, Professor Flitwick almost jumped off the podium without being frightened.
"Five points to Ravenclaw. This is really an outstanding...magic demonstration?" Fortunately, Professor Flitwick identified it in time as a lighting spell.
His little heart was really up and down, and he was secretly wiping sweat. There was no way, it was too realistic, the color, Professor Flitwick would stare at Ian from time to time throughout the entire class.
The eyes are very unclear.
Weird.
Until the end of get out of class.
Professor Flitwick looked at Ian who left the classroom surrounded by chattering people and chatted non-stop with other young wizards. He still wanted to raise his hand but stopped talking.
But after all, Ian was not left alone.
"Severus, yes, he must have seen it at Severus's place..." Professor Flitwick was still mumbling to himself on the way back to his office.
He seemed to have finally found a reason for himself to feel at ease.
“Study! Evening is the time for alchemy!”
Ian didn't know that Professor Flitwick had not been able to successfully study the language at noon because he was a little suspicious, but he did have a very good chat with the Bronze Eagle.
It can be regarded as relaxing.
There is definitely no need to make up for your studies. After all, learning a language is just a pastime.
Compared with the various languages that will definitely not be used in a short period of time, Ian is currently preparing to create the first alchemical creation that has never been done before or since, but there are still some bottlenecks that have not been broken through.
He needs more alchemy knowledge to enrich his brain and improve his alchemy proficiency and even level. Therefore, after class, Ian went straight to the library after dealing with all the classmates.
"Finally the door is open."
Ian was a little glad that he still believed in Mrs. Pince's conscience. Although Mrs. Pince was absent from work for a long time at noon, it was obvious that Mrs. Pince did not intend to be absent from work all day.
There are only a few people in the brightly lit library, much less than usual. It should be because everyone thought that the library would not be open to the public all day today after what happened at noon.
"I have to find a way to solve the problem of excessive residues produced by alchemical creations." Ian began to browse through various areas of the library, jumping back and forth between the general area and the forbidden book area.
The problem he encountered was exactly what many people might ask for help on the Internet. His family killed a goat weighing about 100 kilograms. How could he dispose of the goat's body without anyone noticing?
Ian's answer is his own original work - the Bone-breaking Ash Box.
At least in his own opinion, this must be a return gift that Aurora likes. A genius idea that can automatically eat goat meat, crush goat bones, and can be put directly into your trouser pocket when not in use.
Who wouldn’t love it?
"The main thing is that the remaining ashes must be less than the fire, otherwise the urn will have no meaning." Ian kept looking for solutions in various alchemy books.
"The Fifth Element"
"God's Domain: Creating Something from Nothing"
"Exploring Alchemy with the Master"
...
Nothing was found.
Perhaps it was because Ian's creativity was too advanced that similar methods were not mentioned in many books, but he felt a little regretful and was ready to consult his teacher Morgan tomorrow night.
"I've been watching you flipping through dozens of books over there. From the books you flipped through, I feel like you are looking for a way to transform matter into nothingness? To be honest, this is actually better than some liars. It’s hard to do what alchemists call making something out of nothing. Maybe you can By converting matter into another common thing."
"For example, into air, such as into soil..." Suddenly, while Ian was standing in front of the bookshelf, flipping through books, a voice came out. A magnetic male voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
Someone is approaching.
Ian turned his head.
What caught his eye was a book being handed to him.
"Alchemy Decrypted: The Connection Between All Things"
is an ancient book.
The signature is still Rowena Ravenclaw, the founder of Hogwarts, the one who taught Ian his great skills.
“Thank you.”
Ian took the book that was handed to him and looked up at the person he was chatting with - a head full of golden wavy hair and smiling cheeks All are stretched by exaggerated arcs of smiles.
He is...Gilderoy Lockhart!
〔ps: Debt extension, tomorrow〕
(End of this chapter)