Chapter 125 Chapter 124: Invalid magic! Christmas is coming!
The handwriting on the note is neat and clear.
Neatly like printed font.
There is absolutely no trace of the pen and ink that carries any traces of personal calligraphy - it is definitely not something that Ian forgot in his robe, and it is even less likely to be part of the runes that Ian himself excerpted.
Although his handwriting is not ugly, it is not as neat as printing and does not have any personal traces. Moreover, it is impossible for a teenager to forget that he once excerpted such a short paragraph due to amnesia. runes.
"Merlin! I encountered something dirty!"
Ian picked up the note on the ground with some surprise. Such an object seemed to come out of thin air from his pocket, which made him wonder. I felt an extremely frightening scalp numbness.
Who can put a note into his pocket without anyone noticing? Ian stared at the small section of slightly flowing rune records on the note. He had a very strong hunch that this might be what he was looking for - the part of runes in the Resurrection Stone that could anchor the target.
"This is it..."
Ian had already memorized the resurrection stone runes in his heart, but he still took out the resurrection stone and compared it. A piece of paper on the note The runes do come from the Resurrection Stone. This is the most terrifying thing that makes people think about it. After all, Grindelwald is the only living person who knows that Ian is studying the runes of the Resurrection Stone.
"Did Aurora's grandfather help me analyze what I want?" Ian quickly denied this speculation. He didn't think Grindelwald's efficiency could be so fast.
And there is no need for the other party to give the answer to Ian in such a mysterious way. He directly calls Ian into the office to hand over the results and then asks Ian to praise him for half an hour. That is Green. Devo's style.
"Dumbledore doesn't know that the Resurrection Stone is with me, and it's unlikely that Aberforth either." Ian held the note and began to review the people he met today.
First of all, you have to eliminate the little wizards you have been in contact with all day long. The little wizards can't even cast a curse, so how can they talk about analyzing the secrets of the Deathly Hallows?
Quillot with Voldemort in his possession? It was impossible. If the Dark Lord knew that Ian had obtained the Resurrection Stone and that the soul on it was gone, how could he still smile during the communication.
Could it be Snape?
Even more impossible!
Snape's attainments in alchemy are not very high. He only likes to fiddle with the liquids in the crucible. Even the good uncle of the Marauder's Map did not see the strangeness in it.
"There is also the mysterious alchemy professor...Arthur King." Ian knew that this professor's name had some explanations, but no one could tell whether he was Professor Arthur King. I changed my name during my illness.
It's like Tom Riddle changed his name to Voldemort. In the land of the West, there are not a few people who even change their surnames for some reasons.
Say it again.
Professor Arthur King didn’t know that Ian was studying the Resurrection Stone. He didn’t tell the professor when he was in the library. It couldn’t be that the professor could see things he shouldn’t know if he could open his eyes. Something? There are indeed crouching tigers and hidden dragons in Hogwarts, but there shouldn't be a powerful wizard who can do such exaggerated things.
Of course, this does not mean that the alchemy professor is not suspicious, but Ian has no idea how the other party knows what he wants, and how he can solve his problem in just one meeting.
The most important thing is that a person who is almost a stranger has no reason to provide this kind of help to Ian, and after providing help, he does good deeds without leaving his name.
Picture what?
Tuian is light and soft?
Wouldn’t that make you think even more carefully!
"It's so bizarre and absurd..." Ian frowned and thought for a long time but couldn't figure out a clue. He believed that there must be some sneaky guy hidden behind the note in his hand.
Conspiracy or help?
“You’ll know after you try it!” Ian was also a bold artist. He held the note and walked to the workbench. The prototype of the fake resurrection stone ring he made was taken from his wallet. He took one out.
Anyway, leaving aside Aberforth's prototypes, Ian still has six prototypes that he can try. Even if the remaining prototypes are destroyed, he still has the kind of stones in the trance. Alchemy is all about not being afraid of trying and failing, as long as you and the people you know don't act as guinea pigs.
"Come and help me! Grind all these things for me!" Ian released his Dementor helper again and began to conduct verification in the Room of Requirement.
Whether the information intercepted on this mysterious note is correct or not, you can only know if you try it. Anyway, the worst case scenario is failure.
"The next time I enter a trance, I will use a small animal to conduct experiments first." Ian also kept an eye out and was careful to avoid falling into other people's traps.
Not only did he plan to use small animals to test the effects of the runes first, but when he was carving the Resurrection Stone, he also put aside the note in his hand and copied it directly from the Resurrection Stone itself.
This is to prevent the runes in the note from being tampered with in subtle ways that are difficult to detect. Beware of the ten thousand year ship, Ian kept the note just to see if he could trace the source from the note.
If he couldn't find the sneaky guy, he felt that he would not be able to sleep at ease at night. Now Ian's guess is that the person who put the note into his robe may be in an invisible state.
For example, invisibility cloaks, disillusionment spells, etc., the magical world always has all kinds of strange ways to make people invisible. If this is the case, it makes sense that Ian failed to find the suspect.
Almost none of the possible suspects he met today had close contact with him. Even Quirrell's hand possessed by Voldemort could not get close to him.
"I can't tell. I remember there is a lost magic called the Wizard's Hand, which can create an invisible third hand..." Ian prepared everything he needed.
Soon, with the crackling sound, he began to try with the help of the dementors. The mindless dementors were mainly responsible for delivering things to him and feeding him snacks.
“Grind this thing a little more finely for me.”
Tell the truth.
Fortunately, Ian is learning [Ancient Alchemy], otherwise he would definitely encounter some setbacks and unfamiliarity if he wanted to get started. After all, his alchemical techniques are more inclined to use ancient magic scripts to make alchemical creations. The alchemical structure is very similar to the handwriting on the Resurrection Stone.
Yes, the runes on the Resurrection Stone can also be regarded as a kind of magic writing, but it is different from runes and other ancient magic writings. It belongs exclusively to the existence of the Three Sacred Artifacts of Death. "Alchemical Language".
Let’s call it the death magic text.
It is a magical language like ancient runes, but this language is more powerful than ancient runes. Its essence should be the embodiment of a magical power represented by the God of Death.
The ancient runes are the exploration and summary of magic and nature by ancient wizards. It can also be regarded as a manifestation of power, so the two methods are somewhat similar in their use.
Modern alchemy is different.
Modern alchemy is actually born out of the more popular magic science today. It only partially inherits some characteristics of ancient magic texts. Like magic spells, it is simpler and easier to learn, but it has also changed a lot.
"Each has its own pros and cons."
Ian's evaluation is very objective.
The alchemy work produced by [Ancient Alchemy] can actually be called a [Magic Creation]. Its internal magic circuit is completely constructed from magic script links.
Nowadays, the mainstream alchemical creations made by [Modern Alchemy] place more emphasis on superimposing different [Enchantments], so as to combine special functions through each [Enchantment].
It no longer uses magic language as its main body. Structurally, it is quite different from Ian's [Ancient Alchemy], just like two different branches of the same major. This will also make it difficult for alchemists who are learning [Modern Alchemy] to quickly start imitating the Resurrection Stone.
Of course, the stability and alchemical difficulty of [Modern Alchemy] must be far superior to [Ancient Alchemy], otherwise it would not eliminate [Ancient Alchemy] with the development of the times.
“The wand shop can be filled with all kinds of wands, thanks to the efficiency of modern alchemy.” Ian knows that this change of the times is essentially similar to the development process of industrialization.
In many aspects [Modern Alchemy] is indeed more applicable. It abandons some of the possibilities of [ancient alchemy], and puts more emphasis on lowering the threshold of alchemy and the success rate of the work.
"The remarkable development of modern alchemy may be related to the strict requirements of ancient alchemy on materials." Ian looked at the valuable materials on his table.
Had he not been guarding a Room of Requirement, there would have been a Forbidden Forest purchased for zero dollars next to where he lived, and it would have cost a huge amount of money to assemble these experimental materials - and this was in Ian's case. Under the extraordinary characteristics of [Ultra-Limited Alchemy], you can find some substitutes. Otherwise, some materials are difficult to buy even if you want to buy them.
Like the ingredients for a magic potion.
The materials for alchemy are also becoming extinct.
If Ian’s knowledge is correct.
The master of [Modern Alchemy] is actually the famous French Master Nick Flamel. This master also has outstanding achievements in [Ancient Alchemy], but he also has many problems with himself. Throughout his life, he has actively participated in the development and improvement process of [Modern Alchemy].
It can be seen from this.
[Modern Alchemy] is definitely more suitable for today's wizards than [Ancient Alchemy] in some aspects. Of course, Ian felt that Master Nick Flamel must have used [ancient alchemy] in the production of the Philosopher's Stone.
Many times, there is no substitute for [Modern Alchemy] for what [Ancient Alchemy] can accomplish. After all, it relies heavily on the established [Enchanting] skill.
If you want to use [Enchanting] as a stitch monster, it is easy to combine various [Enchanting]. But if you want to create a new [Enchanting] effect, you have to go back to [Ancient Alchemy]. Within the scope.
“If you want to study the Magic Stone, you probably have to have no nose.” Ian carefully integrated the materials into the original embryo of the Resurrection Stone, and the speed at which he inscribed the runes could be described as turtle speed.
It will take a while to make the slightest bit of progress. Even if it is just to engrave a small section of runes on the original embryo, a rough estimate will take at least several days.
Very slow.
And there is no room for error.
This is also the reason why Ian did not start copycatting directly at the beginning. If he wanted to completely copy all the inscriptions on the Resurrection Stone, the workload would be like waiting for him for several months.
It may not be successful yet.
Sometimes unexpected situations can also lead to the possibility of failure.
"Damn guy! I asked you to grind these things into powder with your hands, not chew them with your mouth... No, where did your teeth come out?"
Ian did not fail.
After discovering the strange behavior of the Dementor, he curiously paused the drawing of the Death Rune in his hand, rushed forward and opened the Dementor's mouth with both hands.
"Oh no! You really have teeth! Why do you have such a thing!?"
The little wizard discovered in shock.
The Dementor's mouth could actually grind the powder faster than his hands.
The teeth that popped out for no apparent reason seemed to be born for this purpose.
……
The sun rises and the moon sets.
Ian's life suddenly entered a very regular and fulfilling rhythm, and when a person is busy, time always passes extremely fast.
The weeks flew by in the blink of an eye. Sometimes Ian would use the Marauder's Map to observe Quirrell's movements, but this guy seemed to have never implemented his plan to attack Grindelwald.
I have to say that it was a pity for Ian not to see the battle between the first generation and the second generation. He didn't understand why Quirrell and Voldemort were so calm.
"Maybe it's because you are looking for the Philosopher's Stone?"
Ian can secretly observe through the Marauder's Map. Quirrell usually wanders around the school after class. There is every reason to suspect that Quirrell is looking for the Philosopher's Stone hidden by Dumbledore.
“I just want that mirror... Of course, it would be good to use the magic stone for research. I don’t know if the crafting difficulty can match the crafting difficulty of the resurrection stone.”
Except for taking a step out of the Room of Requirement during class, Ian spends most of his time on imitation work, and his imitation progress is much slower than planned.
There was no trouble in carving the inscription on the original embryo, and it indeed took only a few days to complete the carving. However, carving the inscription was only the beginning of creating an alchemical creation. It is definitely a delicate job to adjust the connection between these inscriptions, especially when Ian knows nothing about the death runes.
After all.
A slight mistake or oversight can have completely different effects in the end, and no one knows the impact of errors until the work is completed and used.
In the past few weeks, Ian has actually experienced several trances, but he failed to take a few more photos of Dumbledore because Pandro seemed to have taken Ariana out to practice swordsmanship. .
This is also the information Ian learned from his teacher, Ms. Morgan. Although Pandro and Morgan are incompatible, Ariana is quite loved by the legendary black witch.
Perhaps it is because of the innocence she does not have herself, and seeing it in others will make her particularly happy. Of course, with this kind of inner thought, Ian certainly did not dare to comment in front of the witch Morgan.
Regarding the Resurrection Stone and the Three Deathly Hallows, Ian also asked his teacher, the witch Morgan, but the legendary black witch didn't seem to know much about the Three Deathly Hallows.
“They once converged on the same wizard, and I only needed one thought to kill that wizard, so whether it is a creation of the God of Death or not is meaningless to me.”
Witch Morgan's original words were full of contempt for the Three Hallows of Death. From the perspective of a wizard at her level, foreign objects are foreign objects after all, and only the return of great power to oneself is the true right path.
Ian is convinced of this.
In fact, both Grindelwald and Dumbledore have now reached this level of thought. A truly powerful wizard will never rely on blessings from external forces.
"Voldemort just can't understand this." Ian knew that the height of his thoughts also determines the upper limit of his achievements, and the witch Morgan also emphasized this to him after he mentioned the Three Sacred Artifacts.
Entered several times in succession.
Nothing special happened. The legendary witch paid close attention to Ian's learning progress and corrected some of his bad spell-casting habits.
Unlike Grindelwald, who likes to chew up knowledge and feed it to Ian, Witch Morgan prefers to let Ian learn on his own first, and then correct the flaws and oversights in Ian's learning process.
The two education methods are very different.
However, the effect is the same, and Ian's magic proficiency will be greatly improved. It's just that compared to Grindelwald, Morgan is obviously more demanding on Ian. She doesn't praise Ian's progress too much, but keeps pushing Ian with the words "good, but not enough". .
The emotional value provided is slightly inadequate, but Ian obviously does not have the courage to offer opinions. When he helped Morgan repair the guards, he even felt like a white slave.
“I don’t know if the stone statues in Hogwarts have a similar structure for the magic text inside.”
Ian was in a good mood when Morgan regained the guard, and he also tried to ask Morgan to help him determine whether the inscription extracted from the mysterious note was correct.
However.
This legendary witch's research on the Death Rune is actually not as profound as Ms. Ravenclaw's. Perhaps it is because she has never had any contact with this knowledge during her lifetime or after her death.
Of course, it is also possible that even though she knows, she just doesn’t want to tell Ian. This witch from the ancient times is definitely the most unpredictable character that Ian has ever encountered.
"Teacher, can you do it..." Ian's provoking method is indeed very poor, but Morgan can be regarded as willing to take the bait. She did not confirm for Ian whether the excerpted runes on the note were correct. But it helped Ian inscribe another rune on the mysterious note, which could help Ian find the person who had given the note.
According to Teacher Morgan, after the note comes close to the sender, it will emit weak fluorescence, regardless of whether the sender has used other means to conceal his own behavior.
A very domineering and unreasonable method.
Full of joy and with absolute trust in Morgan's methods, Ian woke up the next day and ran around the school with a note. He approached everyone who might secretly slip a note to him.
Grindelwald, Voldemort Quirrell, Professor Arthur King, Professor McGonagall, Principal Dumbledore, Professor Flitwick, and even Professor Sprout and Snape Ian came together passed in front of them.
However.
It was really unexpected that he found nothing.
No matter in front of any of the suspects, Ian showed no reaction to the note in his hand, and he began to suspect that this was not Teacher Morgan teasing and teasing the little boy again.
"Can you still shine?" Ian even approached Aurora without giving up, as well as those guys in the Little Wizards who looked like they were pretending to be pigs to eat tigers, or rejuvenating themselves.
Facts have proved that his behavior was indeed a bit too high-spirited. He was in a hurry and sought medical treatment. Not only was the suspect not found, but more than a dozen schoolmates and a senior also thought that he wanted to confess his love.
“Bad women have done me a lot of harm!”
Ian, who fled, could only return to the Room of Requirement. Regardless of whether the hiding guy is still at Hogwarts or not, the half-finished replica he made cannot be abandoned halfway.
Adjusting the circuits built between the magic texts has taken up almost all of Ian's time in the human world these past few weeks.
The magic has to work.
In the end, it relies on the structure built by these magic texts. The process requires at least tens of thousands of adjustments, which also illustrates the complexity of ancient alchemy and the low production efficiency.
However, if the finished product can be harvested in the end, its abilities will definitely be in the field of modern alchemy, and those existing [enchantment] methods are difficult to replicate.
after all.
The magic text above comes from the God of Death.
This is also the reason why it is so difficult for Ian to even imitate others. His high-intensity hand exercises these days have fully proved to others that excessive exercise is harmful to health.
“All I need is a pair of reading glasses!” Ian even felt a little dizzy these days. During the alchemy process, he always had to focus on the fake resurrection stone the size of his little finger. And every time he made an adjustment, he had to observe the original resurrection stone before making any adjustments.
This kind of test and torture of vision even goes beyond counting pixels on a large TV and adjusting the pixels on the large TV to the correct position.
"This...isn't it a kind of assembly line screwing?" Ian really felt exhausted, and his whole state was a little sluggish every day in class.
William even suspected that he had touched something he shouldn't have touched, such as magic white noodles, while Michael thought that he must have been secretly hiding somewhere recently to fall in love.
"Who spread this rumor again?" Ian's dark circles were extremely obvious, and there was some redness and swelling around his eyes. He poured the magic potion into his mouth while eating the steak for lunch.
Only those who have tried it can understand this taste, which is comparable to traditional Chinese medicine bibimbap.
“You haven’t initiated a night party for several days. The little wizards all said that being in love makes you lazy. Senior Penello also said that only people who are in love can be as sluggish as you. .”
Michael's answer was telling.
William also chimed in, "Yes, yes. Although I don't know why I feel depressed after falling in love, I think our prefect will not fool us."
The two of them sang together.
Ian really wants to drag them all to the Room of Requirement and let them have a good love affair with the Dementors - the only ones accompanying Ian these days are cameras with new functions. Ghost monster.
“Eat quickly, there is still work to do.” Seeing that his two roommates were still planning to gossip, Ian stuffed baguettes into their mouths, and after eating and drinking, he and the other little wizards went to the castle. outside.
Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, so this afternoon, Hogwarts has already ushered in the holiday. It can only be said that some schools have such sufficient holidays.
The faces of the students who had sufficient vacations were filled with happy smiles. I have to say that vacations are really nourishing. The collagen on the faces of the little wizards seemed to be more abundant.
Contrast.
Ian’s dark circles are indeed very obvious.
“The snow is really heavy.”
unconsciously.
The weather is getting colder and colder in December. Just as Christmas is approaching, it has snowed heavily for several days. The originally green lawn has long turned into a vast expanse of white snow.
"Prince! Let's build a snowman together!" George and Fred joined in enthusiastically. Since they shared with Ian a few days ago that they had seen Ian disguised as After En's dirty things, they had a close relationship with Ian, and they seemed completely unaware of the color of Ian's face that was close to Michael's at that time.
“Is this a snowman?”
Michael was stunned when he saw the “snowman” made by the twin brothers.
"I feel like my spirit is polluted."
William also held his head with a speechless expression.
“This is art! You don’t understand!”
One of the twins said proudly.
Another person immediately echoed, "Yes, advanced art. Look at these five heads and more than ten legs. Aren't the lines they create beautiful?"
What a spiritually polluting work introduction. William and Michael were shivering, definitely not just because of the weather, but also because they felt the mental state of the two senior Gryffindor brothers.
"Will we become like this when we learn magic later?" The two people looked at each other, both worried.
Compared with the two roommates who did not appreciate art, Ian directly gave a thumbs up, showing his approval of the snowman built by the two brothers.
"You are right! This is art! But I bet! You are definitely not the original creator!" Ian said firmly, staring at the familiar "snowman" ice sculpture in front of him.
The two brothers were also shocked by his words.
"What should we do? He found out that we are plagiarists. He must have also seen the centaur specimens collected by that professor in the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office." George looked at Ford Red's tone was very exaggerated, and Fred immediately covered his cheeks and started yelling loudly.
"Then add five more deformed heads to it! Twenty legs! Twenty eyes on each leg!" George immediately slapped his thigh and devoted himself to the creation of the new work.
"George! Since we already have so many legs, why not give them some more legs?" Fred did not forget to introduce it to Ian when he was modifying the snowman work.
“The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor’s collection is the result of a centaur’s overestimation of his capabilities and his failed attempt at animagus transformation. Ours is a serious and ultimate centaur!”
He tried to invite Ian to join this extraordinary plan.
“…”
Ian learned from the two brothers where his work had gone. He was indeed an avant-garde thinker, but he found that the twins’ thoughts seemed to be more advanced than his. It’s also a lot more avant-garde.
"Such a great project must be done by yourselves! We are not worthy!" Ian found that his mental state was much better than that of the twin brothers.
Is this the price for being caught by Filch on a night tour?
What a Hogwarts spooky story!
He took his two roommates and ran away.
In fact, there are many little wizards who are building snowmen like the twin brothers. Most of them are little witches. The snowmen they build are definitely much more pleasing to the eye than the deformed twins.
They are basically some magical animals, including the super-large Niffler, the super-large Scottish round-faced fat chicken, and Ian even saw a big toad in the pile of snowmen.
“How about we also build a giant fire dragon!” William once again showed his love for giant dragons, and his eagerness to try it made Michael very excited.
"Didn't you say you wanted to accompany me to cut down trees?"
Ian said in surprise.
The two good roommates reluctantly looked back in time.
"Don't worry, Ian, we won't betray you." William grabbed Michael, whose eyes were looking in the direction of the little black girl, and followed Ian to continue walking towards the woods.
This is a point delivery task from the headmaster of Ravenclaw. If Ian can find some suitable Christmas trees for the auditorium, he will add twenty points to Ravenclaw House and make it public. Kudos to Ian.
to be honest.
Ian doesn’t attach much importance to extra points. After all, Ravenclaw’s house points this year, in his opinion, are based on everyone’s efforts and have reached a leading level.
It doesn’t matter if you lose Quidditch.
"I just love helping professors!"
Ian and two roommates passed by Black Lake.
This heavy snowfall caused a thick layer of ice to form on the Black Lake. Several little Hufflepuff wizards were gathering in front of the Black Lake, admiring the natural landscape of some small fish being frozen by the ice as they jumped up.
“Look, the heads of these fish are all exposed and frozen!”
“Oh my God, what a spectacle. I bet, this must be a delicious stargazing pie. The source of inspiration!”
“I really want to take a bite of these fish heads”
……
It can only be said that the little wizards are worthy of being Hufflepuffs. When they get together, they are either discussing food or on the way to discuss it. Next to them, there are many students having a snowball fight.
It is Gryffindor and Slytherin students who are having a real battle.
“Hi~ They stuffed rocks into the snowballs!?” Michael shivered from the cold. He snatched the knitted cap with built-in unsaleable version of heated underwear from the head of the rosy-faced William and brought it to his head. on,
"Sure enough, Gryffindor is the real brave Sir." Ian's eyes were much sharper than Michael's. He discovered that the Slytherin students only knew how to stuff the snowballs with stones, while some Gryffindor students smeared feces on the snowballs. The hot air The steaming shit is 100% ammo "enchantment" material made on-site somewhere.
This is a confrontation between physical damage and psychological damage.
A few Gryffindor students might have suffered severe injuries, but the Slytherin students were really beaten and fled. They were in disarray and ran away screaming wildly in the university.
As the saying goes, when little wizards fight, the professor suffers. Poor Quirrell was suddenly attacked in the face as soon as he walked back from outside. He smelled something that made his complexion change, but he didn't dare to turn around and run away.
After all.
If his butt is aimed at the little wizards, once he is attacked, he will be tortured until he ascends to heaven tonight. Quirrell tried to walk backwards back to the way he had come.
However.
The little wizards have already caught up to him.
“Stop!”
The sharp roar did not make the two colleges restrain themselves too much. Perhaps in order to protect the being on his butt, he could only sit down on the ground and become The targeted target was set on fire.
Broken head and bloody head.
Coupled with some indescribable enchantment attacks.
His brain would probably suffer a very serious infection from this today.
"This professor is so pitiful."
William mourned for Quirrell for three full seconds, then grabbed a snowball from the ground and threw it over. Ian believed him I just wanted to wash Quirrell's face with clean snow water.
"I'm following one." Ian also kneaded a snowball on the ground. He was not as kind as William, but he was more restrained than the Gryffindor students. He just threw it at Quirrell. It’s just some rust added to the snowball. As for Clostridium tetanus present in rust, it has nothing to do with him.
“Pa~”
Just when Ian hit Quirrell's wound, the melee between Gryffindor and Slytherin also continued into the distance. After secretly doing bad things, he took his two roommates and ran away.
“I haven’t followed one yet!”
Michael was rolling a big snowball, but after being pulled away, he could only throw it out with unfulfilled interest.
"Bastards! They are all little bastards!"
Qiluo got up from the ground in embarrassment and began to curse the two colleges. He did not notice Ian who secretly carried out an attack. He just hurriedly pulled out his wand and started cleaning himself.
"Bah~"
Michael Jordan, I'm afraid it's no coincidence that he is called this name. He threw hurriedly from a long distance and accurately hit a special spot on Quirrell's butt.
"All Gryffindor students deserve to die! Wait until I'm resurrected! I'm going to clean out all the Gryffindors!" Voldemort's voice finally sounded in Quirrell's mind.
His tone was extremely angry and crazy. It's easy to understand this annoyance and resentment, after all, the Dark Lord now shares the same body and senses with Quirrell.
“And there are Ravenclaw students!”
Voldemort didn't see Ian's existence just now, but he had found out the details of Ian's identity in the college. His resentment towards Ian made him hold a grudge against the entire college.
"Master...we, we have to find a way to enter that place to get the magic stone hidden inside." Quirrell looked timid and looked like he was polishing his shoes.
He has obviously gained something after being busy in Hogwarts for so long.
Of course, whether this harvest is a clue he found by his own ability, or whether someone wants him to find it, that is a matter of benevolence and wisdom.
I can’t tell, I really can’t.
...
The Christmas tree in the auditorium was found, but Ian and his two roommates did not do much because they met Hagrid who was willing to help and enthusiastic about helping others.
So.
Hagrid gained a calorie burn, and Ian and his two roommates used the dean's extra points for nothing. A win-win situation was born. The only thing they did was to find some more mistletoe.
This is a winter plant, also called holly by some, because other trees lose all their leaves in winter, but mistletoe still has green leaves and red fruits.
They will be very conspicuous when hung on the tree, which can be regarded as a good fortune. When most people decorate their Christmas trees, they will hang hanging lanterns composed of mistletoe on the Christmas tree.
"You're awesome, Hagrid."
"Yeah, yeah, this professor is awesome."
"He's just like a giant. Giant!"
Ian and two roommates followed Hagrid. They were responsible for providing Hagrid with the emotional value that Hagrid liked very much, while Hagrid walked in front carrying twelve Christmas trees. With.
The hybrid giant's physical strength and strength are truly extremely powerful.
"In the past, I was the one doing this kind of work. You can help me later and I will make sure your professor will be satisfied." Hagrid even arranged all the scenes in the auditorium. Perfect, this big and thick man also has a careful side when doing things, and the auditorium soon became beautiful and spectacular.
The twelve Christmas trees were placed in appropriate locations, and colorful magic lanterns were hung on them. Ian raised his hand and cast a spell to transform the Christmas trees into countless bright stars.
They were shining like real stars, exuding a beautiful luster that candles and lanterns could not imitate. Hagrid, a steely man, widened his eyes in amazement.
"Your magic is so powerful, I'm afraid it's only a little worse than Dumbledore's when he was a child." He sighed sincerely, and even stepped forward to touch the stars.
Being able to compare with Dumbledore, it can be seen that Hagrid is really praising Ian sincerely. After all, no one can shake Dumbledore's status in the heart of this hybrid giant.
"Yes, I am definitely not as good as Dumbledore now, so I still have to practice." Ian was decorating other details. He piled all kinds of candy boxes under the tree. .
Almost all the candies inside have been carefully inspected by "Commissioner Prince". His wallet is full of sinful candy oil and water, which also makes him more motivated to work.
"These candles are really difficult to light. If you don't pay attention, they will burn out..." Michael and William are practicing their [Pyromantic Spell] with the help of candles that need to be placed.
"Is there a possibility that they don't use the fire in your hands?" Hagrid was embarrassed to criticize William and Michael directly after being praised all the way by the two little wizards.
"Of course we know."
William's expression was not surprising.
Michael then spoke matter-of-factly, "Ian said we have to seize this opportunity to practice and at the same time create conditions for him to report more losses to the professors."
< br>He actually committed the crime knowingly.
Hagrid, who has always been a straightforward person, was suddenly stunned. He discovered the fancy intestine manipulation that the little wizard attempted, but felt that such behavior did not rise to the level of immorality.
After all, it was just some candies and candles... Maybe Ian's favorability with Hagrid was already very high, or maybe Hagrid didn't know that these candles were also magic materials. In short, he touched them with some embarrassment. After checking his nose, he pretended that he didn't find anything and changed the topic.
"Are you all going home for Christmas this year?"
This is a choice that little wizards have to face every Christmas.
"William and I are going back, but Ian is not going back." Michael answered for all three people. He saw Ian hanging some more small icicles on the Christmas tree.
"Every year, many little wizards choose to go home, but there are also many who stay for the festival." Hagrid seemed to be very caring about Ian's possible feelings of loss. He remembered that Ian was an orphan from an orphanage, and he may have thought that Ian was homeless for this reason.
However.
Ian was very enthusiastic about making ice sculptures. He hid his own ice sculpture in each Christmas tree and even climbed to the ceiling to start improvising.
Not to mention the feeling of frustration, he didn't even hear what others were discussing.
"You can come and play with me during the Christmas vacation." Hagrid shouted to Ian on the ceiling. He was always worried that the little wizard might fall from above.
"Of course, no problem. I'll find you when I finish my work." Ian responded immediately and hid many copper nuts on the ceiling.
At the banquet tomorrow night.
He will be the real Santa Claus at Hogwarts.
What?
Why not use Gold Galleons?
What you should pay attention to is this sense of ritual! Not how much money the little wizards gained! Can the sense of ritual be measured by money? The little wizards would be happy enough to have some Copper Nuts fall from the sky!
"Maybe you can hide a gold galleung in it to let the lucky ones get more happiness and surprises." Hagrid raised his head and started to point Ian to decorate the ceiling.
“What a great idea!”
Ian looked down at the spot where he usually sat, and then he generously hid a gold galleon above it. The operation made the two roommates look at each other and hesitated to speak.
“What a great Christmas idea!”
Hagrid didn’t know about Ian’s little move, and he happily praised Ian’s whim.
"Santa Claus should thank us."
Ian jumped directly from the ceiling and cast a levitation spell on himself in mid-air, making him as light as a feather when he landed.
"The next thing is the work of the elves."
He clapped his hands.
Maybe it was because he stayed in the "laboratory" for too long, but Ian was very attentive and happy in decorating the auditorium. After saying goodbye to Hagrid, he rarely gave himself a day off.
"What are you doing sitting here! Playing roller skating!" Ian ran to the Black Lake with the skates he had made, and saw Aurora sitting on a rock staring at the Black Lake in a daze. Without saying a word, he turned Aurora's shoes into skates, and then took Aurora to the black lake to skate on the ice.
“What are we doing?”
Aurora didn’t react until they were already on the Black Lake.
“Enjoy life.”
Ian drank a wave of chicken soup.
Aurora began to think thoughtfully again - she learned really fast, and she was a little fussy at the beginning, but she quickly mastered the skills and became even better than Ian.
Like a black swan on the lake.
Of course, it would be nice if this black swan didn't speak so harshly.
"Aren't you going to keep skating? Are you being hit by me?" Aurora saw Ian stop and spoke to Ian in a low voice with some caution.
"Can I wait for you? You can also pretend that I skate slower than you." The Germanic girl is an upright person, but her too direct words make Ian feel that he cannot lose face.
"It's just halftime."
Ian ran to the land and began to add some inscriptions on his skates - yes, his shoes were already specially treated shoes from the beginning. .
"Life is like this. When you find that your skills are not as good as others, you must deeply reflect on a problem...Am I not cheating enough!"
Ian's His competitive spirit led him to spend a lot of money on shoes.
The day passed quickly between laughter and laughter.
At night before going to bed.
"Ian, don't you come home with me to play for Christmas? I have a lot of magic props at home." After William washed up, he invited Ian again.
Before he spoke, Michael had already muttered to Ian several times about the fun things he had at home - wanting his friends to play at his home seemed to be something that every child looked forward to.
"I still have a work that I haven't finished yet. Next year, next year, it will be rainy and dew-free!" Ian thought that a round trip took too long. He actually wanted to stay at Hogwarts to study from the beginning. Of course, now I also have to add the sudden situation that I am worried that after my Christmas vacation, such a big piece of Voldemort will accidentally disappear when I come back.
If Voldemort tried to sneak attack Grindelwald during his vacation, and was directly killed by Grindelwald, where would he find such good soul fuel as Voldemort?
"If that kind of scene really happens in the near future, I will try my best to ensure that I arrive at the scene in time." Ian wanted to be a fool and secretly burn the remaining soul of Voldemort.
I don’t know if Voldemort will agree.
"If he didn't come to me, I'll just assume he agreed." After finally confirming that Quirrell still hadn't acted tonight, Ian lay on the bed and closed his eyes in anticipation.
Tonight.
Christmas Eve is approaching.
It was time for him to enter the trance-like world again.
From the trance when he fell asleep to his clear mind again, Ian slowly opened his eyes, and he also returned to Teacher Morgan's familiar castle again. However, this place clearly made him feel familiar, but some circumstances made him feel strangely unfamiliar.
For example, Teacher Morgan did not sit on her bench.
For example, Ian just seized this hard-won opportunity and quickly ran forward and sat on Teacher Morgan's bench, feeling the comfort brought by this "throne" comfortably.
But the next moment.
Without warning.
"Roar!"
Ian suddenly heard a furious roar coming from outside the castle. The terrifying sound even made the entire castle shake, as if there was an earthquake. .
The shaking was so violent that Ian was shaken off the bench.
He fell down onto the cold floor.
This is definitely not a coincidence.
"Hiss! Did Teacher Morgan find out that I was sitting on her chair, and she was so angry that she let out a witch's roar that shook the earth?" Ian quickly ran to the gate of the castle.
So.
The giant dragon crawling on the ground, as well as Teacher Morgan's dark face, came into his eyes.
(End of this chapter)