Chapter 108 Chapter 107: Cheating and Return! Ian's Disappointment
Helena Ravenclaw left a meaningful word and then floated away.
Ian was left alone to stare thoughtfully in the direction she left. Until his stomach protested again for the unknown number of times today, he scratched the back of his head and ran towards the elf kitchen.
“Transfiguration is a discipline that points directly to the origin of magic. Perhaps it can not only change the things that wizards perceive, but if it is used on ghosts, it can also achieve unexpected effects.”
“After all, transfiguration can change everything in the world, and ghosts may not be included among all things.”
"No one could cast magic on ghosts before, but because I can step into the trance, I am different from others in this regard."
"If possible...this It must be a far-reaching research direction." Ian may have a different view on what happened last night than Helena Ravenclaw, but no one can tell how such different views will make him. Discover something new on the path of transfiguration.
Of course, Ian likes to study and learn, but his top priority now is to fill his stomach. He has not eaten anything from last night to this afternoon.
As the little long legs ran, Ian's figure also disappeared in this corridor - a moment later, he and the vicious dog were "playing hide and seek" among various portraits throughout Hogwarts. The Lanffindor portrait was also chased into this area.
"Lend me your sword!" Of course Gryffindor's portrait does not have the ability to cast magic, but he is very confident in his own swordsmanship.
He wanted to show the power of the Hogwarts Juggernaut to the abstract vicious dog that Ian had drawn. It's just a vicious dog, so what if it's infected with rabies implanted in the portrait?
Gryffindor wants to show off its skills.
But for his request, the characters with swords in all the portraits along the way did not respond at all. For the portraits, the swords on their bodies were also part of themselves.
Who would lend his little penis to others?
And even putting that aside, most of the sword-wielding portraits saw Gryffindor running with the dogs, and they ran away faster than Gryffindor with oil on their soles. Much faster.
"Who are they! Where's your courage! Where's justice and loyalty?" Gryffindor, who complained loudly, was tired of running for his life, and only had time to express his disdain for the escaping portraits.
It's not just the other portraits that don't help him.
Even he himself did not take action to rescue himself.
Gryffindor asked the older version of himself for help in the corridor, but the older version of himself only looked like he was watching a show. When he was desperate, he even launched an attack on the little wizard outside the frame. Please help.
Nothing more.
"Wow! It's Gryffindor! A brand new version that I haven't seen before!"
"How could he be chased by a dog?"
"This may be his portrait Setting, right? It’s like the one on the eighth floor who was beaten by a troll. The artist probably shows the everlasting adventurous spirit of the Gryffindor ancestors."
"You are so philosophical. Wow, your reading comprehension is also great."
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Not only did Gryffindor not get help from the young wizards, but the lively exchanges between the young wizards also caused a psychological blow to him, including his god damn philosophical thoughts and his never-ending spirit of adventure!
"Save me Rowena! Save me! Save me! I'm going to be bitten! I'm really going to be bitten!" The portrait of Gryffindor escaped all the way to Rowena Ravenclaw among the portraits.
This portrait with a library in the background was immediately disturbed. Vicious dogs and Gryffindors kept chasing each other behind dozens of bookshelves and collapsed several bookshelves filled with books. ——It was Gryffindor who wanted to use the bookshelf to suppress the vicious dog, and as Ian said, the vicious dog seemed to only be able to see Gryffindor in its eyes.
No matter how many books you put on your body, it can't stop it from rushing towards Gryffindor's heart. It is said that the portrait of Gryffindor does have the adventure experience inherited from him. The two-legged man ran for so long without being bitten by the four-legged dog. He is indeed agile and even better than the furniture store. Jackie Chan in it is quite good.
It's just that no matter how skilled the adventurer is, he can't withstand a chase of dozens of minutes. A vicious dog can make mistakes countless times, but Gryffindor, who is worried about "portrait version of rabies", never makes a mistake. rise.
He is also really stubborn.
Even after being chased like this, he still refuses to return to his safe house so that Ian can get what he wants.
"Help me! Help me! Rowena! You have also had a dog! You must know how to make this dog stop! I was tricked by that little bad guy from your academy!"
Gryffindor began to run around Rowena Ravenclaw, who kept smiling outside the frame. One person and one dog circled dozens of times around the portrait of the other founder.
Finally, he saw the portrait of Gryffindor preparing to hug him and run above his head to avoid the pursuit of the vicious dog. The portrait of Rowena Ravenclaw couldn't stand it anymore.
"Why are you so noisy even in the portrait?"
Her tone was full of helplessness.
There is also a bit of nostalgia - that is a precious piece of history, which was named Ravenclaw, her best friend and two idiot followers by Ian Prince in the past conversation.
Rowner Ravenclaw now agrees with the little guy's statement. Now the portrait of one of the sand sculptures really makes Rowena Ravenclaw relive the years.
"It's the little bad guy from your academy! He's worse than you! Just because he wanted to find the room where I was hiding, he drew a rabid dog to chase me!"< br>
Gryffindor failed to climb on top of Ravenclaw, but he still climbed to a high bookshelf and kept throwing books at the vicious dog barking below.
"Do you think that kind of disease can be inflicted on a portrait?" The portrait of Rowena Ravenclaw looked up at Gryffindor, with a smile that had remained on her face for a thousand years. It turned into helplessness.
"It's definitely not good when it bites me! I feel this way, it's an adventurer's intuition!" Gryffindor had completely thrown away all the books on the top of the bookshelf.
“Save me!”
He thought of Rowena Ravenclaw’s portrait and sent out a cry for help. The vicious dog had already begun to climb up the bookshelf. The brave and fearless Gryffin Most of them can only use their own feet to kick the vicious dogs.
"Hey, why did you mention your treasure room to that little guy and make yourself miserable?" Rowena Ravenclaw blew at the vicious dog that was hunting Gryffindor.
The next moment.
The abstract evil dog drawn by Ian actually turned into a pool of ink, flowing outside the frame and dripping onto the corridor floor, completely losing its magic and power as a magical drawing.
"Huh, thank you, Rowena, you are so capable even in portraits." Gryffindor's portrait climbed down from the bookshelf, and he gasped and said to Rowena Raven Crow's portrait gives a thumbs up.
"It's your luck that I haven't left yet." Rowena Ravenclaw looked at the corridor outside the picture frame, his eyes looking at the direction Helena left.
"Leave?"
Gryffindor approached Rowena Ravenclaw's portrait again.
But this time, his expression suddenly changed, his eyes suddenly became shocked, and his voice was full of disbelief, "I feel that you are different from us!"
Hearing this .
Rowena Ravenclaw took a deep look at Gryffindor's portrait.
"That little guy will never give up until he achieves his goal. No matter what you hide and want to hand over to future generations, you'd better hand it over early, otherwise he may draw more than one vicious dog next time."
Finished.
The portrait of Rowena Ravenclaw smiled outside the frame again - some of her temperament began to change, she lost her previous agility and no longer continued any activities.
It's like a dull portrait with little "spiritual flavor".
“This is cheating! It’s cheating!”
The portrait of Gryffindor exclaimed with wide eyes.
"Why didn't my true self think of this kind of operation! Hiss! Salazar may have come back like this eleven years ago. It turns out that only Helga and I are honest people among the four!"
The portrait of Gryffindor was obviously aware of some terrible secret. He walked in front of the portrait of Rowena Ravenclaw, and his whole face was pressed against the frame of the painting.
See.
Directly opposite the picture frame is one of the few windows in a corridor. Its view is broad and clear, and will not be blocked by other buildings. It can just see the large lawn outside and the forbidden forest in the distance. Maybe in the evening, if it doesn't rain, this is also a perfect place to observe the night sky. Many accomplished wizards like to observe the night sky.
The movement of the sun, moon and stars.
Will tell a lot to the observer.
Just like... human years.
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The elf kitchen at Hogwarts.
Beside the huge wooden dining table, the table is covered with a variety of different ingredients, from sparkling magic fish to various freshly picked vegetables and fruits.
A group of petite house elves wearing neat aprons are busy here. Their ears are pointed and their eyes sparkle with love and loyalty for their work. Some elves are waving their fingers, directing the pots and pans suspended in mid-air to automatically complete tedious tasks such as cutting vegetables and stirring.
Every elf moves so skillfully. Since it was almost dinner time, the kitchen was in full swing, and the rich aroma of the dishes almost filled the entire kitchen. The air is filled with tempting aroma, and from the hot stew to the sweet pastries, every dish embodies the efforts of the elves.
"Today is Halloween, so everyone should eat something different. Hogwarts should have some unique Halloween traditions. We cannot be as conservative as other schools."
"Different surprise meals will bring surprises to the little wizards."
"Yes, that's it. Add a little more to it. The hot dishes can stimulate appetite. If you don't believe it, I'll go back. I will compile a "Little Wizard's Diet Guide" for you later."
Under the guidance of Ian Prince, all the little wizards' dishes tonight were more or less added with jalapeno peppers. The elves did not realize that this would cause a hemorrhoid epidemic in Hogwarts. Screening - Ian was eating at a separate small table. The hot pot cook always wants to brag about something.
After giving instructions in the kitchen, Ian drank all the liquid in the cup.
“You still have to drink this thing!” Ian put down the lemonade with double lemon juice in his hand, feeling that the headache caused by last night’s indulgence was much better.
Anyone who has experienced a hangover can probably relate to this discomfort. Ian even thought that the professor who gave the ghosts beer must have added a lot of industrial alcohol to the beer.
Fake wine has always had a special attack effect on the brain.
“Mr. Prince is so knowledgeable! Rabbi admires Mr. Prince so much!”
“Habi admires him too!”
“Sibby knows how to act Proving her adoration, Sibby cut another plate of meat for Mr. Prince. ”
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House elves are really good at providing emotional value.
Ian may have been slow to make progress in his ascension to the throne at Hogwarts, but in the kitchen, he seems to have already felt the joy of being a little emperor.
“I’ve almost eaten the shabu-shabu. Can you make the whole plate of meat into barbecue and stuff it into a burrito? I want to replenish my energy while studying.”
Ian's request was naturally not rejected by the elves. Amidst the praise for his hard-working and stable output of emotional value, Ian took the burrito out of the kitchen and planned to go to the Forbidden Forest.
Christmas is coming.
Ian needs to prepare gifts for his friends and family. For reasons of human nature, Grindelwald had to enjoy the same treatment as Dumbledore and Snape.
He didn’t want to be noticed by the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Besides, aside from the Resurrection Stone and Slytherin's locket, the gold container given by Grindelwald was still pure gold.
Only through courtesy can there be reciprocity.
"I'm really a social savvy." Ian passed by the four huge hourglasses recording the house scores, and he found that Ravenclaw's scores were far ahead of other houses. The first-year freshmen clearly did not earn any honors for the college. It seems that the seniors are really awesome.
"If there were no extra points for the Quidditch Academy Cup, we would definitely win." Ian still has a lot of opinions about Quidditch, perhaps because Ravenclaw Academy's performance in this sport is not very good. There was little hope, and the champion of the sport at Hogwarts belonged almost exclusively to Slytherin.
Go through the foyer.
Ian walked towards the gate of the castle - his zero-dollar purchase plan for the Forbidden Forest was interrupted by a sudden rainstorm. He was obviously not aware of the weather conditions outside when he was in the kitchen.
It’s raining heavily now.
Lightning streaks continued across the sky, and the bright light cast mottled shadows through the windows and then disappeared abruptly. It was hard to tell whether you would be struck by lightning if you went to the Forbidden Forest in such weather.
The little wizards who had been playing outside were running back one after another. A group of students, large and small, either covered their heads or carried brooms and ran into the castle as if they were fleeing.
There are a lot of traces of rain on their faces and bodies, and some students' robes are even covered in mud. It may be the result of falling in Quidditch or being in the mud with wild boars. Played with it - I can't tell, for the little wizards at Hogwarts, it is reasonable for them to behave bizarrely.
Ian stood at the gate.
After greeting the little wizards who were coming and going, he saw a figure that looked like a big bat walking towards the castle. The sides of his robe were blown high by the wind in the heavy rain.
"Professor Snape."
Little wizards kept saying hello to the big bat fearfully. Rainwater seemed to be as afraid of this man as they were, and had already avoided it before coming into contact with the black robe that had remained unchanged for thousands of years.
"Go to the Great Hall to eat." Snape said something to Ian as he passed by. His expression was gloomy, much uglier than the cloudy sky outside.
This is obviously not directed at Ian.
Because Snape was followed by a timid man. This man kept greeting some senior wizards, but it seemed that he did not dare to look directly at the junior wizards.
“You were not like this before you left.”
Snape's sullen face grew even darker as he spoke to the man.
"I... I just encountered a lot of dangers, and I was a little scared... Take it easy for a while, I want to take it easy for a while." The man responded to Snape's words.
Smiled politely at Ian again.
"What are you still doing here? Go to the auditorium to eat!"
Snape pushed Ian's back hard.
"Yeah."
Ian looked back three times step by step to observe the man who came back with Snape.
This man was wearing a simple robe without too many fancy decorations. He had a purple scarf hanging around his neck. His thin figure seemed to be crumbling due to long-term malnutrition.
"Professor Quirrell! Don't go that way! We need to go to the principal's office. You ended your vacation early and you have to meet Dumbledore with me first."
Big Bat's tone was very annoyed.
Ian, who stopped, heard what Snape called the wizard.
He looked back.
The man did not wear a turban on his head.
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(End of this chapter)