Chapter 110 Chapter 109: The savior didn’t enroll in school, is he about to drop out?
In the empty classroom.
Qi Luo carefully cleaned up the traces of his spellcasting, waved his sleeves, and took away all the remains, leaving no visible evidence in the classroom.
A few minutes later.
The two people who confirmed that Quirrell had gone away slowly appeared. It was still the same special effect, and various colors began to emerge in the air as if they were woven into two people.
"He is a cautious person."
Aurora stared at the corridor where Quirrell's back disappeared.
"But his master obviously does not have such qualities." Ian also made his own evaluation. He really did not expect that Voldemort would actually let Quirrell attack the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.
Even if the person holding this position is not Grindelwald, but an idiot wizard with no real abilities, it is really not easy to kill someone silently at Hogwarts. ——Even a young wizard like Ian knows that the portraits in the castle and even the castle itself have the ability to witness and record.
"You seem to know this person's background very well. If I remember correctly, he just returned to school today?" Aurora turned to look at the little Ravenclaw wizard beside her. .
"This is a keen sense of smell. My friend, only one with my level of observation is worthy of becoming a Hogwarts detective." Ian patted Aurora on the shoulder.
“???”
The little girl had a confused expression on her face.
"Perhaps you should give your grandfather a warning to prevent him from accidentally capsizing his boat in the gutter?" Ian actually hoped that Grindelwald could eliminate Quirrell as a dangerous factor as soon as possible.
He warned carefully.
Aurora shook her head, "If my grandfather was really so easy to kill, you wouldn't see him here anymore. Perhaps Dumbledore is the only one in the world who can kill him."
A very firm judgment.
Ian nodded thoughtfully.
“You want to use Veritaserum on your grandfather?” He recalled the several Veritaserum raw materials that Aurora had taken away when he was in Snape’s office just now.
“Yes.”
Aurora nodded, "I need to know a secret that he doesn't want to tell me. This secret is very important to me. It has troubled me for a long time and made it difficult for me to truly be calm."
She He didn't continue to explain what he wanted to know. It might be something related to his parents, or it might be something else. Ian didn't ask much about privacy.
"Since you know that your grandfather is difficult to plot, how can you make him drink veritaserum without knowing it?" Ian doesn't think Grindelwald can't tell that it's adulterated with vomit. Serum food.
This problem really stumped Aurora. It can be seen that this Germanic girl has not seriously considered this issue before. She is obviously the kind of character who takes it one step at a time.
For the little witch with the power of prophecy, perhaps this can be regarded as a growth defect caused by the power of prophecy. After all, she can find solutions to many things just by turning on her prophecy power when the time is approaching. Methods, naturally will ignore many early preparations when thinking and trying to solve problems.
There is nothing wrong with doing this when dealing with other people, but when dealing with someone whose prophecy is much stronger than her own, Aurora is obviously not able to think of how to deal with it.
"Do you have any suggestions?"
She asked her only friend for help and told what she had tried, "I always thought Dumbledore was me Grandfather's weakness..."
This little girl actually once learned the art of human transfiguration in an attempt to use Dumbledore's appearance to deceive Grindelwald, but the secret was exposed midway because she was not very skilled in the technique.
Of course.
Grindelwald discovered her situation before she revealed her secret, and he just kept teasing her, which caused her to give up the idea and want to use a simpler and more direct Veritaserum.
"How old are you? Are you studying human body transformation?" Ian was a little shocked at Aurora's extremely unreasonable talent. He had it, but the Germanic girl in front of him didn't!
Hogwarts Mystique?
There is something!
"Can I teach you? Even though I'm not very proficient now..." Aurora thought that Ian was a little greedy for his magic, but she didn't expect that Ian shook his head like a rattle.
"At least you have to wait until I grow to 1.8 meters. I know this magic before. Learning it too early will affect your development. I don't think you should continue to study it too early."
Face Ian's advice.
Aurora nodded without refuting.
"I no longer continue to study."
There was a bit of regret in her tone. Of course, it was not for this magic, but because she had been studying this magic for a long time but could not. Get the information you want.
Ian pondered for a moment, then thought of a way.
“The safest way is to ask Dumbledore to help you ask what you want to know. Didn’t you say that you are now an apprentice recognized by Dumbledore?”
“ From what I know of Dumbledore, there's nothing you need to know but It's such a dangerous thing, it shouldn't be difficult to get his help."
"Of course, you may also need to let me match your clothes." Ian lowered his voice and gave the suggestion. The elves helped him make an outfit for Ariana to wear on the day she died.
It should work well?
"Is it useful?"
Aurora's expression was very suspicious.
"If the plan succeeds, I think Dumbledore can help you feed our professors with truth serum." Ian blinked, but it didn't give Aurora much confidence.
"You don't have anything useful to do anyway, right? Your grandfather is not easy to deal with. We can't fill the faucets of Hogwarts with veritaserum, can we?" Ian took Aurora with him. Walking to the lounge of Slytherin House, he swore that he just mentioned it casually and wanted Aurora to try his suggestion.
However, I never expected that the little Germanic girl’s eyes would light up after hearing this.
"Your suggestion is good!"
She stopped and her face was full of heartbeat.
Ian leaned over and listened. The seemingly harmless girl was actually muttering about mathematics, calculating how much veritaserum must be brewed to fill Hogwart. Here are the water pipes.
"???"
It was really Ian's turn to be confused.
"You don't really want to do this, do you? Snape's office doesn't have that much material." Ian held on to his pockets, fearing that Aurora would "requisition" the things he had purchased for zero dollars.
"It's really not enough..."
After some calculations, Aurora came to a result that made her a little dejected.
"I think we can change our thinking. Even if you don't think Dumbledore will help you and you have to act on your own, you can still take advantage of your prophet's confidence."
"Create an appearance that can be predicted, and then hide your true purpose under this appearance. I think this should also have a certain probability of success."
Ian swore that he was trying to save other little wizards.
Perhaps Grindelwald himself did not expect that some of the knowledge about prophecies he taught Ian not long ago would be used by Ian to give Aurora advice on dealing with him.
"Use prophecies to mislead my grandfather?"
Aurora was successfully attracted by this proposal. Along the way, Ian began to give her vivid advice, and she also gave her advice from time to time. He nodded and expressed his opinion.
That’s it.
Aurora gets new ideas.
Ian has a new understanding of the possible weaknesses of the prophets.
Everyone is happy.
"Here we are."
When Aurora stopped, Ian, who was immersed in the "academic exchange", realized that he had been sent all the way to the top floor by Aurora. Ravenclaw lounge. He was still wondering why he was going up the stairs just now, thinking that Aurora wanted to go somewhere else.
"Thank you for your suggestion."
Aurora gave Ian a hug, then turned and left directly, leaving only Ian who felt a little strange, standing there and couldn't help but think about why he was being raped. The girls were sent back to the dormitory.
Under normal circumstances, shouldn’t boys send girls back to their dormitories?
“It turns out that you traveled at night to go on a date.”
The faint voice of the bronze eagle head made Ian seem to hear the horns of hell.
He turned his head.
Looking at the bronze eagle head on the door with a horrified expression.
As expected.
"Please prove Goldbach's conjecture to me." The bronze eagle head immediately asked its own question about opening the door. It obviously did not intend to let Ian go back to the dormitory to sleep.
Feeling what it meant to hit oneself in the foot with an iron ball, Ian decisively chose to run to the Room of Requirement. Faced with such difficulties, any hesitation for a second was because he was overconfident in his mathematics level.
Just as Ian plunged into the Room of Requirement, on the other side, Aurora was walking down the silent corridor and stopped in front of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office, where the lights were still on.
He hasn’t raised his hand yet.
The door has opened automatically.
"Grandpa, did you know I'm coming?"
Aurora hesitated for a moment before stepping into the office.
"I think you should seriously consider the suggestion that little Ian gave you. It has a much higher success rate than your own whimsical ideas." Gilderoy Grindelwald in the room was writing furiously.
“You are actually spying on us?”
Aurora’s eyes widened in astonishment.
"Of course I won't cheat in our little game." Gilderoy Grindelwald chuckled, and his Lockhart face made Aurora a little uncomfortable. .
But he was obviously completely used to this face, "Dumbledore asked me to monitor the little mouse, which allowed me to see you discover the little secret of the little mouse."
Said. Gilderoy Grindelwald's hand that was writing did not stop, and the other hand patted a small mirror next to him, which seemed to reflect Quirrell's every move in the castle.
“This castle is really magical.”
He made a heartfelt evaluation of Hogwarts.
"Grandpa, do you already know that he is going to do something to you?" Aurora consciously sat across from the desk, put the small mirror in front of herself and studied the magic on it.
She shares Ian's love of learning.
After all, no matter how good your talent is, it needs to be realized before you can be called excellent.
“Yes, it’s all our fault for our principal, I lost some interesting surprises.” Gilderoy Grindelwald sighed, his tone seemed to be really regretful.
"What are you going to do?"
Aurora raised her head curiously.
"This is an issue that our principal needs to consider. I think he probably wants to use this little mouse to trick his good students back to Hogwarts."
Gilderoy Grindelwald Finally putting down the quill in his hand, "You probably didn't come to me to ask about the ending of our Muggle Studies professor."
The story on the page in front of him temporarily stopped at the moment when the two people met. It’s not that he’s tired of writing, but there are some stories that he really hopes won’t happen again.
"I almost hit Ian with magic today. Although he didn't seem to care about it, it made me very uneasy." Aurora's little face was full of an annoyed expression.
"I didn't predict that this scene would make you confused, right?" Gilderoy Grindelwald didn't seem to be surprised. He stared at the little blood relative in front of him with his deep eyes.
The Germanic girl nodded hesitantly.
"I remember you told me that as long as it is closely related to the development of our lives, we can always see it." Her tone was full of unconfidence in her own talent.
Gilderoy Grindelwald, who saw all of Aurora's reactions, just chuckled, "You have far underestimated the strength and achievements of your friend."
"And I have been telling you that your prophecy talent potential is much stronger than mine, so of course your talent will not have any flaws or weaknesses, it just will not reveal impossible things for you. ." Gilderoy Grindelwald's response was very clear.
“Huh?”
This answer was obviously beyond Aurora's expectations.
He didn’t wait for her to come back to her senses.
Gilderoy Grindelwald took out a book from the drawer.
“I can’t help you in the process of tapping your own potential, but I know that the purpose of you coming here to see me at this time is just to prevent similar things from happening in the future.”
< br>“Everyone in our family seems to have this personality trait.”
He handed the book in front of Aurora, "I hope it will allow you to have a good sleep tonight, of course, provided that you can make your friends willing to cast it with you."
Wen Word.
Aurora took the book curiously.
She looked down.
"Blood Covenant"
Under bright lights.
The cover of the book has crawling words that are extremely scarlet.
......
Ian, who returned to the Room of Requirement, immediately set up the crucible and started brewing the potion - although Quirrell would probably choose a path of self-destruction. The fastest way to speed through the world, but he had already obtained a lot of materials anyway. Even if he didn't brew the unlimited fire potion, he still planned to brew something else.
"Polyjuice Potion is a good thing." Since Ian had talked about human body transformation with Aurora before, the first thing he thought of was this way of human body transformation with no sequelae.
As the saying goes, be prepared and be prepared.
Keeping a variety of potions around you is also an option to increase your means. Potion masters generally carry hundreds and eighty bottles of various potions with them when they go out.
“I’m not a master, so I only carry fifty bottles.” Ian is used to brewing multiple potions at the same time, so he chose several potions and compound recipes with longer brewing cycles. Boil the soup at the same time.
All of a sudden.
The entire Room of Requirement was filled with the complex smell of herbs. After being filtered by Ian's air filter, it turned into the smell of boiling water when it was emitted outside. Even if fed by Snape's sense of smell, which is more sensitive than a dog's nose, Snape will probably only think that Ian is trying to sell sleeping pills.
The good uncle may be a potion master, but he is obviously not as versatile as Ian, and he certainly wouldn't have thought that Ian had specially made an air filter just to fool him.
“As smart as me!”
Ian took out another masterpiece of his. Making the potion required some complicated operations in the early stage, so he waited for the intervals between each step. Don't forget to study "The Book of Parseltongue" as well.
"Gulugulugulu~"
"Hiss, hiss, hiss~"
The room immediately became lively. In addition to the sounds and smells of various dangerous potions being brewed, there was also a hissing sound like a snake whispering, which matched the Book of Bones held in Ian's hand. As well as the dementors who clean the house, the scene looks much scarier than the dark wizard's lair.
The cave where Voldemort huddled was probably not so penetrating.
Time passed little by little.
After completing the complicated initial process of the potion, Ian also chose to change a room to rest. After all, the potion does not smell good, and life requires quality and a sense of ritual.
The next morning.
All the little wizards haven't woken up yet.
Ian slept in the Room of Requirement until 20 meters from Simmons, and then walked 50 meters down the red carpet to the gate. Ian had already gotten up early and was ready to start a full day of energy. However, as soon as he walked out of the door of the Room of Requirement and turned a corner, he ran into a body like a hill.
“Push~”
Ian fell directly to the ground.
"Hagrid?"
He looked up and saw that the mountain of meat he hit was none other than the half-blood giant Hagrid of Hogwarts. At this time, the big man was holding a mirror on his shoulder and staring at him with a blank expression.
Because Ian squeezed some oral cleanser into his mouth when he went out, he kept spitting bubbles in his mouth. This was obviously the reason why Hagrid was frightened.
"Is there anyone here to save this little wizard? He's foaming at the mouth!" Hagrid looked around in panic and asked for help. Naturally, no one on the eighth floor responded in the early morning.
"It's okay, Hagrid, I'm brushing my teeth." Ian quickly interrupted Hagrid's yelling. When he opened his mouth to speak, several more bubbles popped out of his mouth. .
These bubbles float lightly in the air, as crystal clear as morning dewdrops, and as fleeting as dream bubbles - obviously a sign of accidentally squeezing too much oral cleanser.
"Sorry, little Ian, I was distracted."
Hagrid's burly body was not shaken at all by Ian's impact. He felt nervous and guilty for knocking Ian down, but it was just in the way. Yu couldn't lean over to help Ian with what he was carrying on his shoulders.
"It's okay, I bumped into you."
Ian stood up and patted the dust behind his butt. His eyes were attracted by the ancient mirror in Hagrid's hand. The texture gave him a very familiar feeling.
"Mirror of Erised!"
Ian couldn't help but exclaimed, his eyes excited. This was something he always thought he could only find in Hogwarts in the next semester.
“Do you know this mirror?”
Hagrid looked at the little one in front of him in surprise.
"Of course, of course, I've seen it in the book." Ian's eyes couldn't be separated from the Mirror of Erised. If he guessed correctly, this mirror was the one that Teacher Morgan wanted.
“You are such a knowledgeable little wizard.” Hagrid touched Ian’s head with his big hand. “I don’t know what it is, but Dumbledore asked me to find it and get it. His office, I think Dumbledore must use it to organize his clothes, the principal's office has always been missing a full-length mirror."
His words made Ian a little confused.
“Haven’t you seen this mirror?” Ian felt that Hagrid probably didn’t open the cloth covering the mirror, otherwise even if he didn’t know anything about the Mirror of Erised, he should understand that this mirror is the most direct role.
"Dumbledore told me not to look. Of course I have to listen to him. He must have a reason for saying so." Hagrid's natural look fully demonstrated what true loyalty is.
“Can I have a look?”
Ian can still speak if he knows that the mirror is used correctly, and even without that method, the mirror can still show The greatest desire of a person's heart.
Who wouldn't be curious about this?
Anyway, Ian really wants to know what his innermost desire is, whether to stand at the pinnacle of magic and become an otherworldly wizard or to have a warm and beautiful family.
"Then you have to go to Dumbledore. I can't make decisions on his behalf." Hagrid hesitated but still didn't agree. He might also be worried about some dangerous magic attached to the mirror. .
"Okay."
Ian was a little reluctant to leave, but he also knew that he would definitely go to Dumbledore. After all, he had promised to help Morgan find and bring Dumbledore with him in the hallucination. Go to this mirror.
"Good boy, I have to put this mirror in Dumbledore's office first. There are a lot of things to do today. I also need to go to the Forbidden Forest to help him find some rare materials."
"When you are free. Remember to come to my hut and find me something you need." Hagrid finally patted Ian on the head and walked to the principal's office.
He is obviously familiar with the potion ingredients that Ian often uses.
"What is Dumbledore trying to do..." Ian looked at Hagrid's burly back. When he looked back, he was attracted by the looming small cloth bag on Hagrid's waist.
When the small cloth bag collided with a bunch of keys.
The sound is very crisp.
(End of this chapter)