Chapter 109 108: This wave! It’s the pinnacle game!
The wind and rain were raging outside the castle.
Hearing what Snape called the strange wizard, Ian turned his head three times with one step to six times with one step. Even though Snape glared at him fiercely, he still couldn't help it.
This is Quirinus Quirrell! Savior Harry Potter and Hermione's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in their first year. Special Defense Against the Dark Arts supplies should arrive at the school next year! This guy should now be a professor of Muggle Studies and take a long vacation to travel outside!
“Butterfly Effect?”
Ian just kept looking around like a "moron", watching Snape walk towards the stairs leading to the eighth floor with Quirrell, who did not have a tumor on the back of his head, but who still had a huge change in his personality.
"Did you encounter Voldemort or not?" He was very curious about this and kept watching Snape and Quirrell disappear from sight before retracting his gaze.
"My personality has changed. It must have happened in this life?" Even while eating with William and Michael, Ian was constantly pondering this question in his mind.
With his understanding of the story, it is obviously difficult to accurately judge this problem, but this does not affect his thinking about how to test and verify the conjecture.
I definitely can’t show up.
Maybe I need help from others?
Ian looked at William and Michael who were drinking water crazily because of the jalapenos.
“Oh my god! It’s all peppers! Are the elves crazy?”
“Although the chicken legs stewed with peppers are also delicious, the peppers and intact chicken legs are also delicious. But I guess I can only choose one. I think this should be Hogwarts' annual Halloween tradition? ”
...
The two roommates have always been in a state of uncertainty between smart people and mentally retarded people. If they are asked to test Quirrell, I'm sure Quirrell will not only discover their intentions but also follow the clues to find Ian. . This is obviously not a wise choice, after all, the outstanding graduates of Ravenclaw are still very valuable.
It wouldn't matter if Quirrell was still an ordinary professor, but if Quirrell had indeed surrendered to Voldemort, it would be a big problem. He has not yet refined himself into the Hogwarts Dharma God, and Ian does not want to face the noseless malice now. He prides himself on not possessing the recklessness of Harry Potter's Hogwarts flat-headed brother.
"Go directly to report?" Ian didn't mind turning into the class leader he hated most in his previous life. He also believed that Dumbledore would be happy to answer him about Quirrell's current situation.
However, after Dumbledore's meeting with Quirrell and Snape, he disappeared again on the Marauder's Map, which made Ian feel a little helpless.
Where's the Principal Season 2?
Asking Grindelwald is also an option to get the answer, but he doesn't like to be alone with Grindelwald. This is a question that is quite tangled in Ian's heart.
“I am just an ordinary little Ravenclaw wizard. Even if Quirrell has really fallen to Voldemort, he probably won’t soon find out that I stole the Room of Requirement. Something." Ian had some speculation about Quirrell's early return, and this was why he kept thinking about Quirrell's status during the dinner.
“Damn it! What kind of drink is this!”
While Ian was eating slowly, William, like Michael and other little wizards, all had some drinks added to them. Crazy freshly squeezed chili juice! This is definitely an unforgettable Halloween dinner, very special and in line with the excitement that Halloween should have.
"Did the house elf drop the pepper nest today!"
The food is not bad.
It’s just that not many people in the UK can eat spicy food.
The students in the upper and lower grades were mumbling, but because everyone was very hungry after playing for a day, they still didn't give up and continued eating despite mumbling.
The food disappears even faster than usual.
Dessert after a meal probably saves every little wizard with red and swollen lips, but they may not know the reason as the spiciness gradually subsides and their expressions become lighter.
The God of Chili Peppers will favor everyone who eats chili peppers fairly during the bathroom break the next day. Ian, who failed to succeed in the rain of birds in the sky, finally completed his task quietly. halloween pranks. Of course, Ian's prank this time did not fail to affect him.
Due to the increasing demand for drinks and water, Ian only grabbed a drink with the unappetizing Ollie color, which is a drink that most little wizards would not choose on weekdays. .
I saw Ian take two sips.
Michael and William immediately asked how he tasted.
"It's a bit satisfying."
His natural expression failed to fool the two roommates. Instead, both roommates agreed that there was something wrong with his taste buds. Ian, who failed to seduce the man, angrily put the cup together. Thrown into the trash can.
Swill-like taste.
How can we not call him Hui Gan?
Ian finally knows why no one drinks this drink. It can only be said that there are always some strange foods in the world of wizards that no one cares about but will be passed down to this day.
After dinner.
While leaving the auditorium, students of all sizes chatted about school gossip as always. Ian even heard the gossip of Gilderoy Grindelwald on his way to the library.
"Did you know! Professor Lockhart is going to publish a new book!"
"Really? Although he is very strict and likes to scare people, I am still a fan of his books , he doesn’t mean that he has nothing new this year Any plan to publish a book?”
“Professor Lockhart said that Hogwarts inspired him and he wanted to write a brand new story about Hogwarts. I even stole it from his office. Saw his original manuscript!”
"What is it? Does it have anything to do with us?"
"It's "The Magical Dumbledore"! It's a biography written for our great headmaster! This is the first time that Professor Lockhart has written Let’s write a story from someone else’s perspective!”
“Oh! That’s really exciting! Maybe we can see Dumbledore fighting! The story of Grindelwald! "
......
Grindelwald seems to have really let himself go, and actually wants to publish a book under Lockhart's name. , Ian does not doubt the gold content and authenticity of the content of this book, he is just a little curious, has the real Lockhart really burped? Otherwise, how could Grindelwald do such a thing.
"Quirrell, Grindelwald, Voldemort... none of them can stop me from loving learning." Ian returned and re-borrowed several books in the library, and he studied seriously there until the library closed, and he was even more serious than usual. Work hard, because his alchemy will probably be able to obtain [Extraordinary Characteristics] in the next few days.
……
The sky is getting dark.
After leaving the library, Ian glanced outside the window. The dark clouds and lightning were a bit thicker than when it first started raining, and the crackling rain poured down like lines.
It blocked the Forbidden Forest in the distance and extinguished Ian's desire to wander at night. He could only return to the Ravenclaw lounge and choose to teach the little wizards a magic lesson.
Friends, listen carefully.
Ian also had a great time speaking.
“Five points to Ravenclaw!”
At the end, after seeing that everyone had mastered the [Flying Curse], Ian spoke as if he had recently become The usual banter ended the evening tutoring class.
The little wizards began to return one after another with unsatisfied content, and there were also those who continued to practice magic in the lounge. Of course, there were also many people who began to study Muggle courses on their own in order to cope with the bronze eagle head, regardless of whether they were senior students. Students who are still in the lower grades have already had the experience of being frequently troubled by the bronze eagle.
The smart little witches don't like to talk to Ian these days, because they find that every time they have a good chat with Ian, they will encounter tricky questions asked by the bronze eagle head.
“It must have fallen in love with you.”
This is the emotion Qiu Zhang mentioned many times in front of Ian. It's not like Ian hasn't reasoned with Bronze Eagle Head, but Bronze Eagle Head is still dissatisfied with others taking up Ian's time.
Because of love?
Of course not.
"You see, I have even learned to be selfish. This is the wisdom you have given me, but I still want more wisdom." This was the bronze eagle's original response to Ian.
It indeed looked much smarter and more anthropomorphic than at the beginning. Ian felt like he was providing training material for the magic version of artificial intelligence.
Of course.
The Bronze Eagle Head denied Ian's view on this point and firmly believed that he was about to have a real life.
“Let me out, you stupid bird!”
When everyone had gone to bed, Ian slipped out of the lounge skillfully. The heavy rain seemed to continue all night, but his destination was not the Forbidden Forest but the Room of Requirement - no matter what the reason for Quirrell's early return, There is nothing wrong with brewing some unlimited firepower potions for yourself.
"Snape is sleeping, Quirrell is in the kitchen, okay, okay, the zero-dollar shopping operation begins!" Ian first confirmed the location of the dangerous people in the silent corridor. In fact, he didn't want those precious materials that Snape procured for free, but who made Snape criticize and ridicule his payment behavior last time.
In order not to be ridiculed by his good uncle as a stupid smart-aleck, Ian could only save his gold galleons in tears, and every time he would bring more other materials to confuse the audience.
This is something that must be done, it will indeed make Snape less vigilant. Otherwise, Snape was teaching by words and deeds. Ian had observed that he and the twins were definitely not the only ones in Hogwarts who would steal Snape's materials. Those seventh grade students were all habitual offenders.
"I just took a little more than others." Ian put away his Marauder's Map and started walking around. He even had the intention to ask the portraits about Gryffindor. matter.
"He was chased by a dog and ran to nowhere." The portraits were happy to tell the story of the founder and vividly described the wonderful scene of the afternoon to Ian.
"As expected of the founder, his skills are really strong. This allowed him to run through the entire Hogwarts without being bitten." Ian listened with interest, but he was also a little confused at the same time. , if his vicious dog chases Gryffindor and finds the treasure house, he should come back to lead him.
What method did Gryffindor's portrait find to get rid of the vicious dog he drew?
Probably so.
After realizing this, Ian became a little unwilling again.
"I have to find a way to fish him out again, and then when I see him next time, I will just draw a few Transformers to chase him. I don't believe he can take care of the Transformers with just one drawing."
Ian secretly made up his mind.
Ms. Ravenclaw's evaluation of him obviously still underestimated him.
He will not send many vicious dogs.
If it weren’t for the fact that the magic painting skills were not high enough and could not show any charm, in fact, at the beginning, Ian actually wanted to draw a portrait of the creature chasing Gryffindor and it should be Cthulhu.
"This is because you don't work hard! When you encounter something, you will lack the means to deal with it!" Ian warned himself in his heart and quickly ran to Snape's office not far away.
How else can I say that the thief here loves to refresh.
As soon as Ian entered the door, he saw a sneaky figure shopping for zero yuan.
“Everything is forgotten!”
Because Ian directly pushed open the door of the dark office, this disturbed the criminal who had arrived one step ahead of him, and the criminal returned in alarm. Go too far and cast the spell directly.
Crisp and neat.
Without a trace of hesitation or hesitation.
“…”
Ian squatted down suddenly to avoid the spell. His fluorescent wand illuminated the entire office. He was still a little shaken but planned to continue casting it. Magical evil wizard.
The little wizard who was already in the room subconsciously raised his hand to block his eyes. The lighting technique, which was comparable to a flash bomb, had the effect of interrupting the little wizard's spellcasting.
"Aurora, it's wrong to attack a friend." Ian didn't immediately send a ray of winter fire to the other party because he had a fairly good night vision ability and could see the sneaky thief clearly.
"Huh? Ian! How...why is it you."
When Ian turned down the brightness of the fluorescent flashing, Aurora could clearly see the person standing at the gate. This The little Germanic girl suddenly felt at a loss.
Leng Baipi’s little face suddenly turned as red as a monkey’s butt.
With a bit of fear.
"I'm sorry, Ian, I thought it was Professor Snape." It's hard to imagine that the little wizard who was apologizing in a panic was actually planning to cast a forgetting spell on a professor.
She even regarded it as a reasonable motive to explain her behavior... This made Ian's eyelids twitch a few times, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should question his good uncle.
"Those little wizards in Slytherin have led you astray."
Ian sighed. "Huh?"
Aurora's eyes were very stunned after she put down her wand.
"Isn't this what you taught me? Last time you told me that anything I needed could be found in Snape's office, and you also told me that Snape's office has everything... ”
The little girl’s honest response made Ian feel embarrassed.
"I'm just introducing Professor Snape's magical office."
He began to quibble.
"You were just selling."
Aurora was obviously not as easy to fool as Ian thought.
“What are you taking?”
Ian could only step forward and change the subject. He looked at the pocket that Aurora opened and showed to him. This pocket was smaller than The empty sack he was holding was much smaller.
"Ian, the situation just now was really thrilling." Aurora's face was full of guilt, and she was obviously still feeling guilty for almost attacking Ian just now.
"Maybe you should cast a forgetting spell on me when I'm not paying attention. If I can't escape, I'll be in trouble." She even made a suggestion that seemed very fair.
"Keep the accounts first, I like to earn interest." Ian didn't pay too much attention to Aurora's sneak attack. He not only practiced magic in the Room of Requirement, but also practiced how to avoid magic.
"Sri Lankan vulture bile, burlockshire grass, half-eared grass sprouts, ferret heart tendon, Icelandic Uris stalactite chunks, and axolotl serum..."
Ian adjusts with The shimmering wand approached Aurora's bag and identified the medicinal materials in it, "Hey, who are you going to boil the veritaserum to use against?"
This is definitely second only to him brewing the passion. The behavior of agent operations.
"My grandfather."
Aurora blinked and closed the small bag again. She lowered her voice and gave an honest answer, which directly explained who is the most courageous person in Hogwarts.
"???"
Ian's expression is wonderful.
He thought he was already invincible and daring.
I didn’t expect that there are masters among the freshmen in this class!
"I'm like a newborn egg in front of you..." Ian made a heartfelt comment, and Aurora tilted her head and was about to say something more.
Suddenly.
“Click~”
The sound of the door handle being twisted suddenly sounded. Aurora raised her wand and pointed it in the direction of the door. Ian immediately pressed it on her and silently cast the Disillusionment Curse on himself and Aurora.
One pass, one pass.
With the in-depth study of magic, many magics that are not too difficult and have high proficiency can be achieved in Ian's hands without the need to recite spells.
The moment the door was opened.
A large number of transparent holes first appeared in the bodies of Ian and Aurora. Those holes continued to spread like water stains, and the two people disappeared like ice flakes under the scorching sun.
In the office.
Their bodies entered a state of invisibility.
The person who walked into the office was completely unaware that there were two people in the office before. He carefully poked his head in to observe the situation in the office, and then squeezed through the crack in the door with extreme caution. He came in, and then closed the door quietly as if he was afraid of being discovered.
"Professor of Muggle Studies?"
Aurora recognized the person in her heart with surprise.
Ian had a strange expression.
Are there so many people visiting Snape's office every night?
It shouldn’t be!
How many families can withstand such a great deal!
"The eyeballs of an eagle, the nerves of a snake..." The thin Quirrell looked like a weak chicken even when there was no one else around. He quietly carried out the theft in Snape's office - —Seeing this guy steal a few materials and then open the door and leave, Ian stopped Aurora from following him out of curiosity.
"We have to be careful. This professor doesn't look like a good person at first glance." Ian's words were recognized by Aurora. After all, how can a guy who steals things be considered a good person.
As for her and Ian... they were not good people to begin with.
“This guy didn’t go back to his dormitory.” Ian observed Quirrell’s whereabouts through the Marauder’s Map, and he saw Quirrell walking into an extremely remote and unused classroom.
"Are we going to arrest him? Then say that he stole everything." Aurora was a little stunned when she saw the materials put into the sack as Ian was sweeping them away.
She found that she still underestimated Ian's operation.
“He won’t admit it.”
Ian shrunk the sack and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.
"What about a death without evidence?"
Aurora held up the wand and felt eager to try.
"Isn't that bad?"
Ian hesitated, "It is wrong to attack our professor in Hogwarts Castle, and I suspect that he has surrendered to some A very difficult evil force.”
He felt that as long as they didn't come in person without noses, it wouldn't be much trouble to deal with one or two Death Eaters. Quirrell's behavior just now fully demonstrated that Quirrell has become a young man. The materials the other party took were the key to many black magics. Materials, the most important thing is that this guy still smells of blood.
"My grandfather's saints now listen to me."
Aurora blinked.
The meaning is self-evident in the words that are concise and clear.
“Let’s see what he is doing first!” Ian didn’t want Quirrell to do anything to interfere with his peaceful study, but he obviously had many more things to worry about than Aurora. .
I looked at the signs on the map.
Ian and Aurora slowly approached the vacant classroom where Quirrell was - the two of them still maintained the Disillusionment Curse, and Ian also cleared away any surrounding objects that might make any noise due to accidental contact. thing. They stood outside the window and looked inside. Sure enough, Quirrell was performing dark magic as Ian expected.
Did not return to his dormitory, probably because he was worried about leaving traces of black magic in his dormitory. I saw an empty basin in the middle of the classroom, with a basin full of blood inside. Quirrell was performing ritual magic with the stolen materials, and he was mumbling obscure incantations.
Seeing the blood in the basin bubbling like boiling, finally gathering into a ferocious face, Quirrell immediately knelt on the ground and spoke in fear.
"Master~"
His voice was full of flattery.
"Is the thing still there?"
The face made of blood and water made a hoarse voice.
"I have been to that room, and your treasure is not in it." Quirrell replied with a trembling voice, his tone was tense, and his eyes continued to glance around.
Perhaps he is worried that Dumbledore will suddenly come back after leaving school - it can only be said that this guy is obviously overly worried. He must not know that Dumbledore has fallen in love with avoiding work.
"It's true!"
The face made of blood surged fiercely, and it was obvious that the person on the other end was very angry, "When that loser Allison Carlo disappeared without sending any news back, I I had a hunch, but I didn’t expect that someone would actually be able to find the thing I hid. The damn waste didn’t even find out who took it!”
The voice was not loud.
But this is obviously because of Quirrell's "volume" setting.
The man on the other end was literally roaring.
"Master, I...I...I have completed what you asked me to do. Can I return to you now and continue to serve you as your loyal servant?"
Qi Luo lay on the ground and begged. stand up.
"You still need to help me find who stole my things." The face made of blood and water did not agree to Quirrell, he just issued an order to Quirrell in a cold tone.
This made Quirrell's whole body tremble uncontrollably.
"I'm afraid, Master, I'm afraid, Dumbledore may find out about my situation. He made me feel something is wrong today. I even suspect that he has discovered the connection between me and you."
Quirrell's tone was full of tears and fear.
"Don't worry, our great Dumbledore is far from as smart as you think. His enemies will soon make him unable to resist. All you need to do is seize the opportunity to find the thief for me."< br>
Voldemort's low and hoarse voice sounded like he was gritting his teeth.
“I’m just a professor who teaches Muggle Studies. This is an elective course. I don’t have contact with... too many people, and I’m not very familiar with other professors.”
"Maybe...maybe Dumbledore took your things." Quirrell tried his best to convince the person on the other side. He was obviously really unwilling to stay in Hogwarts.
I can understand that too.
He is a Hogwarts traitor after all.
"Then find a way to get Dumbledore to transfer you to another position...the Defense Against the Dark Arts course is a good choice." The Dark Lord is obviously still very upset about his rejected application for employment that year.
Perhaps he hopes that his servant can become a professor of this course, so as to prove some of the things he has been thinking about about his worthiness and unworthiness. The insult Dumbledore gave him back then really made him care a lot.
“But, but this course is now taught by Gilderoy Lockhart.” Quirrell wanted to refuse, but he found that the bloody face in the basin was staring at him with a serious expression.
"Then kill him!"
The Dark Lord's tone was full of disdain.
"Just a clown trying to impress people. Don't forget, you are also a wizard who graduated from Ravenclaw. This is the best chance to prove whether you are good enough."
"Kill that one Guy, replace him and complete the task I gave you!"
The hoarse and low voice echoed in the classroom.
Ian and Aurora were leaning against the window outside the classroom and could hear clearly.
"Okay...Master...for you."
After about a few minutes, Quirrell finally seemed to have made up his mind and lay on the ground to give in to the surging water in the basin. The Dark Lord linked to the blood responded.
This moment.
Ian finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He knows.
Pure days are coming back soon.
It didn’t even require him and Aurora to do anything.
(End of this chapter)