Chapter 132 Chapter 131: Wonderful life! Increased magic power!
If you don’t say anything shocking, you will never stop.
The young-looking Arthur King said something full of ridicule, and the figure disappeared at the corner in front. Ian, whose expression changed, immediately chased after him but failed to see him on the other side of the corner. This professor.
"Where are the people!"
Enter the eyes.
Ian only saw a long empty corridor, extending all the way to the library, but the alchemy professor who was still in his field of vision a few seconds ago quietly disappeared. The other party seemed to disappear out of thin air when he walked around the corner. Ian's eyes could not even catch a glimpse of Arthur King's clothes.
"Apparating? It shouldn't be possible! Apparition is not possible at Hogwarts!" Ian stared blankly at the silent corridor, the uncertainty in his eyes getting a little heavier.
Not only is the sudden disappearance of the alchemy professor unbelievable, but what is most difficult for Ian to understand is the words Arthur King said just before disappearing.
"However, you may not be happy...remember that I said I could help you, haha. Looking back now, do you regret rejecting me?"
Wanting to provide help to the little wizard but being rejected, such a thing did happen, but the time it happened should only be in the correct time before Ian was not trapped in the loop - which time is it now? An hour later, Ian spent the night doing research in the library because he was pondering over the Resurrection Stone.
Two people will meet by chance.
Then Ian rejected the alchemy professor's kindness because he was worried that the alchemy professor might covet the Deathly Hallows. This should have been something that has not happened yet.
In fact.
At that time, Ian thought that the alchemical problems mentioned by the alchemy professor were the resurrection stone information he was looking for, but now he saw that what this mysterious professor was talking about was obviously not the resurrection stone.
The Mark of Slytherin.
This thing is also an alchemical creation.
Perhaps Arthur King, the mysterious alchemy professor, had seen Ian's situation as early as that time, and also knew that Ian would fall into the current predicament because of the mark of Slytherin!
The more he thought about it, the more intense this feeling became for Ian.
“There’s definitely something wrong with this guy!” Ian had previously suspected that something was wrong with Arthur King because of the extra note, but now the other party’s mysterious behavior was obviously the real evidence of a werewolf’s self-exposure.
As part of the cycle.
How does this guy know about things that have not happened during this time? And judging from the other party’s tone, it’s obvious that this thing that hasn’t happened yet is in the “past tense” to the other party!
Arthur King!
Already experienced a conversation with Ian that was supposed to happen a few hours later!
"He, like me, is not part of this cycle... Perhaps because he discovered my situation, he followed me into the intercepted passage that Dumbledore said in some way. Destiny?" This is the only possibility that Ian feels can reasonably explain what Arthur King said just now.
It is hard to imagine that there is such a mysterious character hidden in Hogwarts. You know, even Albus Dumbledore and Grindelwald were not aware of Ian's situation!
And a marginal character who is so inconspicuous that I can't even remember whether there is such a character in the original work, can actually discover the changes in Ian at the first time? Who can believe that in today's era there can be wizards with more vicious and sharp vision than Albus Dumbledore and Grindelwald!
Not reasonable at all!
Neither science nor magic!
It is completely absurd and bizarre, making people feel quite unreal and magical!
"Something that shouldn't have happened happened. There must be some special reasons for it." Ian kept thinking in his mind, and there were also bold guesses rising in his heart.
Such a mysterious person, whose purpose is unclear, as if he is in the same state as Ian, must not be an ordinary professor who should be living in Hogwarts.
Otherwise.
How could Voldemort survive seven episodes in the original story, and he almost occupied Hogwarts during the final battle. Ian did not remember that the alchemy professor was among the professors who resisted. Highlight performance.
"Maybe... is it really what I thought?" Ian didn't bother to follow Quirrell in the secret passage, whose butt was blown apart. He took out the Marauder's Map and checked it. He immediately ran to the principal's office.
“After showing off in front of me and leaving a mysterious figure behind me, he still dared to continue reading in the library.” Ian discovered that Arthur King’s name had not disappeared from the map. Instead, he continued to appear in the library with great swagger, so he attracted Professor Albus Dumbledore.
Maybe it feels unsafe.
Gellert Grindelwald, who was enjoying lunch slowly in the auditorium, was also pulled out by him. Of course, he simply explained the situation and his speculations to the two professors.
“Tsk, tsk, is this kid playing a prank on us?”
Grindelwald and Dumbledore followed Ian, and Ian was like taking his uncle Superman with him. The child who went to school marched towards the library with great pride.
“Here it is!”
Ian caught a young professor of alchemy in front of a bookshelf in the public library area, looking through a biography as if nothing had happened. He seemed to be reading it with gusto.
The two centenarians both held magic wands in their hands, but they didn’t look like they wanted to take action rashly. After all, the person Ian complained about was a working professor.
"Mr. Prince, are you sure Professor Arthur King said that to you?"
Dumbledore's original intention was to come to see the situation and then respond to the situation in a timely manner. The professor who lost his "minor protection aura" quietly used [Legilimency] to check the situation.
However, I still felt a little unbelievable and wanted to ask the little wizard for confirmation. The old principal, who did not want to offend an innocent professor unnecessarily, obviously did not expect that the little wizard also pulled out the wand.
"Of course I'm sure, Principal Dumbledore, I'm only eleven years old, how can there be something wrong with my ears." Ian let Dumbledore know what decisive action is.
"Expelliarmus!"
Ian released the magic directly on Professor Arthur King, and a red light shot towards Arthur King who seemed to be unaware of anything. A young alchemy professor immediately fell into the trap.
The wand around his waist flew high, and more than that, everything on his body that could become a weapon exploded, including his clothes, robes and even the rings on his fingers.
"Who! Who attacked me!"
Arthur King was stunned for a while before he recovered. He was only wearing a pair of underpants, his face was horrified, he covered his crotch and screamed hysterically.
"Sorry, Arthur..."
Albus Dumbledore quickly held down Ian, who was about to continue casting spells, and walked out of the secretly observing area. He looked back Ian's expression was a little hard to explain.
Obviously.
The old principal was speechless at Ian's unusual disarming spell.
"Someone attacked me! Principal! Someone attacked me!" Arthur King looked extremely panicked. He hid behind Albus Dumbledore and kept looking around with a panicked expression. He didn't know whether he wanted to use Albus Dumbledore as a shield, or whether he was worried that his white skin would be viewed by others for free.
"He is a naughty little guy. I apologize to you on his behalf."
Albus Dumbledore's expression was quite strange.
His eyes met Arthur King's nervous and panicked eyes.
“Little guy, you are indeed brave.”
Grindelwald did not go out. He just raised his hand quickly and pulled the wand belonging to the alchemy professor that was blown away by magic onto the bookshelf in front of him.
"Tsk, tsk, acacia wood, thestral tail hair..." Grindelwald was identifying the material of Professor Arthur King's wand. And just when the little wizard was about to ask if he had discovered anything.
"No magic is allowed in the library! Damn it! Why are you the principal taking the lead..."
Mrs. Pince, who heard the noise, just came over and was comforting Professor Arthur King. Albus Dumbledore turned around to explain, but Mrs. Pince's words stopped abruptly in the middle of her words.
“Plop~”
Who said that sleep quality will get worse as people age?
Didn’t you see Mrs. Pince falling asleep?
"..."
Not only Albus Dumbledore was a little dazed now, but even Ian felt that the Dark Arts professor next to him was too heavy-handed, and he turned around to look When Grindelwald passed by, he had already put his wand on his waist.
"Sleeping Curse, I know how to measure it."
Grindelwald opened his mouth to make a supplementary explanation for his actions. He was still turning over Arthur King's wand. He had tried just now but was unable to successfully cast the spell with this wand.
Otherwise.
Mrs. Pince may only have time to say the beginning?
Albus Dumbledore quickly changed a pillow for Mrs. Pince.
He did not use anything else as a basis. This method of "creating things out of thin air" attracted Ian's attention. The young wizard remembered that Albus Dumbledore was once a student of Hogwarts. Professor of Transfiguration.
"I want to learn this! Professor!"
Ian looked at Dumbledore with bright eyes.
"This is not what we should talk about now."
Albus Dumbledore touched his forehead. He looked at Mrs. Pince on the ground and the alchemy that was stripped of her clothes. The professor, feeling tired inside, felt how much of a headache it was giving him to have Ian and Grindelwald together.
“I am also protecting her.”
Grindelwald was still making an innocent expression.
"This is school! Gellert! You are attacking our colleagues!" Albus Dumbledore's tone became much more serious, with a hint of sullenness.
Ian shrank his neck.
Fortunately, this anger is not directed at him.
“This guy is Gellert Grindelwald!? Damn it! Isn’t he Gilderoy Lockhart? What the hell are you doing! Could it be that he was the one who attacked me just now! ”
Arthur King was hurriedly putting on the robe handed to him by Albus Dumbledore. When he heard Albus Dumbledore's address, his expression suddenly changed.
After showing off his beauty, his voice turned pale again, and he screamed in fear, "Shouldn't this guy be in prison and never be able to step out of the prison?"
As soon as this statement came out.
Grindelwald's eyes immediately turned evil when he looked at him.
“It must have been an act!”
Ian felt that although the other party's reaction seemed lifelike, it was soulless. How could an outstanding wizard have such slow nerves and a buzzing feeling.
"What are you playing? What are you talking about? I'm just reading here..." Arthur King's tone was a little aggrieved. He watched the little wizard raise his wand and pointed it at him.
The young professor immediately raised his hands and looked at the old principal next to him with pleading eyes. That harmless look was the same as the feeling he gave Ian before. Completely different.
It's like disguising yourself as a little sheep.
"Stop acting! The ghost left behind by Salazar Slytherin!" Ian will bring the two most powerful forces in Hogwarts, because he feels that he has connected them. All information.
How to say it.
The analysis is also reasonable and well-founded.
In this secret cycle created by Slytherin, even Grindelwald and Dumbledore are not immune. Who else can break out of the cycle and become a special individual like Ian?
Not Salazar Slytherin himself! It was the handwriting left by Salazar Slytherin before his death! Since the dragon in the trance dreamland once told Ian about the death date of Slytherin, Ian will of course be more inclined to the existence of Professor Arthur King, who was the person before Salazar Slytherin's death. legacy.
If Gryffindor can leave a secret portrait with certain privileges, and Ravenclaw also has eyes to see the world, it is of course possible for Salazar Slytherin to leave some means.
The alchemy of life.
This thinking is like the style that Salazar Slytherin would try, if Professor Arthur King was not a person, but a biological alchemy left by Salazar Slytherin If it turns out, it would be a logical and reasonable thing to be able to enter this cycle without being affected by fate and time.
"As an outstanding alchemical creature, it is reasonable to teach others about alchemy in school!" Ian's analysis is indeed just a guess based on known facts. However, he is not afraid of guessing wrong. After all, no matter how he does whatever he wants, the final impact will be reset to zero after the cycle is reset.
“Do you think I am an alchemical work left behind by the founder of Hogwarts?” Arthur King was slightly stunned at first, then his eyes widened with an incredulous expression.
“Although you are a first-year wizard, I thought you were pretty good at alchemy, but now it seems that you don’t understand the taboos and limitations of biological alchemy at all!”
Arthur King's tone was full of criticism and indignation.
"What do you say? Professor?"
Ian did not reply, but looked at Albus Dumbledore. The old principal, after a period of silence, shook his head at him with slightly twinkling eyes.
“Huh?”
Ian understood what the old principal meant. This master of Legilimency did not find any information in Arthur King's memory that could make Albus Dumbledore suspicious of him.
"It shouldn't be!"
Ian was a little shocked. He looked at the fragments of robes on the ground. "He also likes to wear dark green clothes. These are the symbols of Slytherin House. .”
Hear what the little wizard said.
Arthur King suddenly rolled his eyes angrily.
"That's because I graduated from Slytherin House!" He looked at Ian's wand, as if he had just realized that the person who attacked him was the little wizard in front of him.
"Professor Arthur King is indeed an outstanding graduate of Slytherin House. This is fully proven in his application for employment and... in my memory."
A Busi Dumbledore also spoke up to support Arthur King, his voice calm and steady. Grindelwald looked up at him, and then looked at Professor Arthur King.
"I'm not afraid of dark wizards like you." Arthur King seemed to be showing his courage, but there was a guilty conscience in his voice, which was extremely obvious.
"Of course, this is very good."
Grindelwald showed a very bright smile.
"I never thought that our principal would mobilize so much force to deal with me because of the nonsense of a little wizard. This really makes me feel very chilled."
Arthur King turned around again. He looked at Albus Dumbledore and said in a very dissatisfied tone, "I have worked for Hogwarts for eleven years, but I didn't show up despite my hard work." I have never made any mistakes, and I have never done anything that is sorry to the school and students. Can’t I win your trust with all these years of hard work?”
“I bet, if this little wizard slanders you? This is Professor McGonagall, and you will definitely not allow him to take action against Professor McGonagall." Arthur King's expression was full of resentment.
He glared at Ian very angrily.
"Arthur, I'm sorry for your unpleasant experience today. If we can compensate you, we can do whatever you need from us."
Albus Dumbledore's tone was calm, and his voice was full of sincere apology.
Hear the words.
Arthur King’s expression also looks better.
"You listened to the little wizard's slander and came to see me, so you have to give me a suitable explanation, right?" Arthur King sighed, and his attitude was not as aggressive as before.
"Mr. Prince told us that not long ago, you once said some...inappropriate words to him in the corridor." Albus Dumbledore spoke vaguely.
Arthur King simply frowned.
"What's the specific time?"
He looked at Ian who was inspecting the ring fragments.
“Fifteen minutes ago?”
The little wizard gave the correct answer.
"Then the person you met cannot be me, because I have been here for several hours. I think Mrs. Pince who was attacked by you can definitely prove this to me."
Arthur Jin's tone was extremely calm, and he looked at Mrs. Pings who fell asleep on the ground. At this time, Grindelwald also walked up to Mrs. Pince and pointed the wand at Mrs. Pince's temple.
"He is right. In our librarian's memory, she did talk to him here for a long time." Grindelwald took back his wand and looked at Albus Dumbledore.
"Does Mrs. Pince have this memory..."
Albus Dumbledore lowered his head, and the deep eyes behind the frames swayed slightly. And Arthur Jin, who was standing next to him, immediately became excited again.
"I just said that I have never gone out, let alone said anything inappropriate to this little wizard in the corridor. Damn it, do you think I am a copper smelting addict?"
"My ancestors were not like that. Englishman!" Arthur King sounded like an innocent person who had been slandered. He seemed to have misunderstood the reason why he was brought here by the little wizard.
“…”
Ian felt that the alchemy professor was scolding the entire UK.
"I would like to express my sincerest apology to you again. I will educate the little guy who lied about information." Albus Dumbledore suddenly bowed slightly to Arthur King very abruptly.
"It's best to educate him severely! He has caused great psychological damage to me!" Arthur King still stood there, looking at Ian with a somewhat vicious expression.
"I hope this can soothe your hurt." Grindelwald took out a heavy cloth bag, stepped forward and stuffed the bag into Arthur King's hands.
“Huh, you think I’m short of gold galleons?”
Arthur King opened the bag, and his face was stained by the glittering rare metal in the bag, far exceeding the capacity. Golden, he once again performed a face-changing performance like a Sichuan opera.
"Actually, the psychological damage I suffered is not that great. Don't worry, I won't tell others that you are Grindelwald. I think you are definitely not as bad as people publicize. The world has many misunderstandings about you. "He put the bag into the robe Dumbledore gave him, and then raised his open hand towards Grindelwald.
This is obviously asking for the wand held by Grindelwald.
“A very outstanding and loyal wand, the combination is very rare.” Grindelwald smiled and returned Arthur King’s wand to the other party, but his tone was slightly meaningful.
"Thank you for the compliment. I think this has something to do with my excellence." Arthur King checked his wand and breathed a visible sigh of relief when he found that it was not damaged.
"Let's go, little one."
Grindelwald took the lead in pulling Ian towards the library door. Albus Dumbledore helped Mrs. Pince on the ground. After putting the sleeping Mrs. Pince back on the chair, she followed her.
"Professor, I didn't lie, and I didn't have any hallucinations." Ian followed the two old men, and he felt that the two silent people in front were emotionally depressed.
"Of course I believe you, Ian, but the facts are before us... At least what we see is that he has no problem, so we can't treat our professor like a dark wizard." Busi. Dumbledore sighed, with an extremely solemn tone in his tone.
"My experience is no problem." Ian pointed his wand at his temple and pulled out a strand of silver thread that exuded a little starlight.
"Yes, your experience is no problem...this is the real big problem." Albus Dumbledore's tone was sighing, and his seemingly nonsense words were full of profound meaning.
“What do you mean?”
Ian put the pulled out silver wire back into his temple.
The old principal did not respond, but just looked at Grindelwald beside him.
"I can't use his wand, nor can I force it." Grindelwald shrugged, the smile on his face undiminished, and he was piecing together a lot of information he had discovered before in his mind.
"Does this prove that his magic power is superior to yours?" Ian also knew some basic rules of the magical world, and immediately thought of a more bizarre possibility.
"Acacia wood will only choose the most talented wizards... Of course, this is only a broad concept, and it has nothing to do with my inability to control this wand."
Grindelwald glanced back, recalling his feelings in his mind.
"I like a more straightforward explanation, Professor."
Ian feels that Grindelwald likes to use roundabout ways more than Dumbledore.
"It was he who cast the spell on his own wand, boy, and just as his wand was blown out of his robes by your magic, he performed a wandless spell that none of us noticed. "
"I think our alchemy professor may have a mysophobia in this regard and doesn't like others using his things." Grindelwald's voice still had a lightness to it.
However, Ian felt a little scared to think about it.
“Could this guy be Slytherin himself?” He thought of Voldemort’s obsession with making Horcruxes, and he was sure that the seemingly great Salazar Slytherin was not so fearless. life and death.
After all, dragons and dragons give birth to phoenixes, and with a descendant like Voldemort, maybe Salazar Slytherin is also involved in Horcruxes. Is using Horcruxes a tradition of their old Slytherin family?
"It's time for you to go to class, little Ian. Professor McGonagall doesn't like students who are late." Albus Dumbledore actually took Ian all the way to the door of the Transfiguration classroom.
“Hey, I thought the three of us had already formed a team.” Ian was a little reluctant. He had already attended this class and was completely obsessed with Professor Arthur King. He didn't want to repeat what he had already done.
"You can ask Professor McGonagall about the transfiguration skills you want to learn. She always likes students like you who are talented in transfiguration." Albus Dumbledore directly pushed Ian into the classroom.
Seeing the young wizards already in the classroom looking over, Ian turned back three times step by step, and finally had no choice but to accept his fate, find a seat and sit in the classroom.
Outside the window.
The figures of Albus Dumbledore and Grindelwald were fading away. Ian, who used some magic tricks, also vaguely overheard the conversation between the two people whose voices gradually weakened.
"It seems that the second prophet you told me about has been found." Albus Dumbledore was talking to Grindelwald, and Grindelwald shook his head and gave Another response.
"I think he is not the person we are looking for, but a third party... In fact, when I was looking through your school's past information, I have seen some abnormalities in his resume."
What the two people were talking about was beyond the scope of information that Ian knew. After Professor McGonagall entered the classroom, he was still frowning and wondering about the meaning of the second person and the third person.
And the other side.
In the library where all three people have left.
“This is really beyond my expectation.” After the three people left, Professor Arthur King took a long time to retract his gaze from looking at the gate.
"They are both human beings. Two little old men, each one is better at acting than me." Suddenly, the figure of Professor Arthur King came out from behind the bookshelf next to him.
The space fluctuated.
Another Arthur King appeared in the library. He was wearing the same clothes he had worn before he was exposed, and the bronze ring on his hand was not broken like the clothes.
"Hey, the whole performance was a mess. It's also my fault that I haven't experienced anything like this for a long time since I had to rely on this thing." Arthur King turned the ring on his finger.
The next moment.
He originally existed in the library, but after changing into the robe given by Dumbledore, he dissipated like dust in the wind and completely lost his trace as if he had never existed.
"I shouldn't have been such a mean-spirited person and ran in front of that little guy to tease him. I should have realized that a guy who can play with you is not a reckless man..."< br>
"I was so unexpected and caught off guard!" Arthur King took out a photo from his robe, which was a photo of Ian and his two dead friends.
“The road I am going to take is really difficult... How about I find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to burp my ass? It would be better if there is a waterfall above the tomb to wash me down every day. ”
In the library.
A breeze drifted in from the window.
The young professor seems to be really thinking about this issue seriously.
……
In the classroom of the Transfiguration class.
Professor McGonagall finished the lesson for the little wizards with a worried look on her face. Ian did not seize the opportunity to step forward and ask for a small stove. The older cat lady ran out of the classroom just as he remembered. .
"What are you busy with?"
Ian felt that he could take advantage of the cycle to explore things that he would not pay attention to on weekdays, so he followed Professor McGonagall throughout the entire Hogwart. Hereby.
Of course.
The Head of Gryffindor must not only be admiring the carving craftsmanship of the stone statues. Every time he comes in front of a stone statue, Professor McGonagall will carefully check the marks on the stone statue.
“This has not been touched.”
"Neither does this."
"Damn it, who touched the stone statue somewhere!"
......
Professor McGonagall's murmurs were all confused. En overheard clearly, and he saw Professor McGonagall becoming more and more anxious and hurried. After inspecting all the stone statues in Hogwarts, he seemed to have aged ten years.
Under the induction of the extraordinary characteristic of [Thinking Perception], Ian clearly went from being unable to pry into any of the other party's psychology to being able to clearly feel the panic in Professor McGonagall's heart.
"Drove the stone statue? Hiss! Could it be that I am the culprit?" Ian pondered what Professor McGonagall was muttering, and he realized the reason for Professor McGonagall's anxiety.
Ian, who guest-starred in the Tail Line Theater, realized this and immediately smeared the soles of his feet with oil and ran away quietly, diving into the Room of Requirement and playing the role of a magical ostrich.
He had thought about running out and turning himself in to help Professor McGonagall have a good sleep tonight, but the thought of the long lecture Professor McGonagall might give him gave him a headache. Even in the loop, Ian was a little afraid of this kind of scene, which was much scarier than being weirded out by Snape.
“The middle-aged professor who is serious, serious, responsible, and likes to preach is the most nervous person.” Ian burned a cauldron with his dementors in the Room of Requirement.
The scene of hundreds of cauldrons boiling potions at the same time is quite spectacular - to be honest, in Ian's opinion, the dementors' IQ is not low, at least the one next to him seems to have an IQ Getting higher and higher.
At the beginning, this dementor could only help him process some simple materials and make a fire, but now, he can actually remember some simple magic potion brewing procedures.
"You are such a good helper!" After Ian took a ladder and climbed up, he could pat the spirit monster on the shoulder hard and draw a big pie for the dementor.
“When I find a chance to get a few more dementors back from Azkaban, and ask all the dementors to help me brew the potion, then I will make you the master dementor. General."
"No! The King of Dementors!" This is probably the reason why Ian has always been obsessed with dementors. The dementors were also brainwashed by him and suddenly fell under his influence. Be motivated to work harder and harder.
"Keep the fire on these pots, I'll go in and restock." Ian started his action after the dead of night. He certainly knew how to make full use of this time loop.
The two full barrels of wax oil in his wallet had already given him inspiration. Ian felt that his good uncle was not knowing it, but he was willing to provide him with a direction.
"The potion materials here are really free!" Of course Ian couldn't open Snape's office door. The magic attached to the lock above was far beyond the level that his unlocking spell could handle.
Nothing more.
Sometimes the lock cannot be opened, but it does not prevent people from entering... With a big bang, Ian had already left the scene of the crime before Snape hurried over.
The real genius of demolition may already be at Hogwarts.
"Who! What a damn bastard it is!"
Snape's loud roars and screams were not heard by Ian, because Ian had already returned to the Room of Requirement and made full use of his ability in the loop. The special thing is to start brewing the potion. With the help of the pro version of the air purifier, Ian did not worry about being caught by Snape boiling the potion. At the same time, Snape's previous teachings to him also prevented him from leaving any traces of exposing himself at the scene. .
People.
Always grow in learning.
Snape ran rampant in Hogwarts all night, and finally caught the poor Quirrell who was stealing healing potion. He was blackmailed severely by Snape as the culprit.
There was no other way. As soon as he heard that Snape wanted to find someone from the Ministry of Magic, Professor Quirrell, who had a ulterior motive in his heart, of course had no choice but to bite the bullet and contribute all his wealth to the Dark Lord's hiding place. .
Despite his usual thriftiness, he still had a lot of money. At least Snape was very satisfied. He bought himself a batch of new materials with Professor Quirrell's savings.
The days passed day by day. Except that this was a world where only Professor Quirrell was injured, everything else was the same as in Ian's memory.
The overturn of Gryffindor Sea King set off a chain of suspicion between lovers in Hogwarts, and the powerful fire demonstrated by Ian in a Charms class made the headmaster of Ravenclaw call it "excellent" At the same time, I found that my spell was not working that well, and I immediately ran out of the classroom with the students.
The students are quite safe.
After all, Ian’s control is really strong. However, the classrooms were burned cleanly, which obviously added some burden to Hogwarts' finances.
Actually, it doesn’t matter.
Everything resets after all.
"There must be something to burn to reflect the beauty of this magic?" Ian really let go, and he also found an opportunity to ask Professor McGonagall privately about the Transfiguration Technique. .
How to say it.
It should be said that opportunity found Ian. Ever since he followed Professor McGonagall and discovered another secret in the school, Ian would always choose a cool stone statue for himself as a bag carrier when he went out at night.
“Shidun is out!”
Until Ian cast his magic again and found that Shidun didn’t respond at all, an opportunity came to his door because the stone statue he picked was suddenly moving. After it shattered, the older cat girl got out of it.
"I finally caught you..."
Professor McGonagall stayed up all night, and her strategy of waiting and waiting was a complete success. She discovered the mysterious person she was looking for, but it was different from what she had imagined.
"Professor McGonagall! How come you are so...not a wizard?" Ian felt guilty and nervous. However, the scolding that he expected did not happen.
"I knew someone had moved these stone statues, but I didn't expect it to be you...Mr. Prince, I have to say, this really surprised me."
Mai Professor Ge looked at the little wizard with a very complicated look, but the nerves that had been tense for several days relaxed, "Although there is no right in the school rules, What are the restrictions on your behavior, but because of your night walks, I will give Ravenclaw...Forget it, confinement should be the most deterrent."
The older cat girl looked at it. Seeing the obviously abnormal hourglass score, she realized a lot of problems, and her eyes when she looked at the little wizard again became increasingly weird and complicated.
"What kind of confinement?"
The little wizard lowered his head and acted like a good student.
“You need to spend your spare time every day to learn some more content from me. They will become your final exam papers, which are different from the exam papers of other little wizards.”
“Hope You take it seriously... After all, of course you need to be better than other little wizards." In this way, Ian got the opportunity to open a small stove.
Tell the truth.
Professor McGonagall actually doesn't like to teach the little wizards more knowledge. After all, in her opinion, the learning of transfiguration needs to be done slowly and steadily, and it can easily lead to danger if it is too late.
Just because she realized that there were some factors in Ian that made her unbelievable, and because Ian was really good at transformation, she spent many days studying Ian very hard. strict.
For Ian.
This is definitely a painful and happy experience.
He spent less time brewing potions, but his proficiency in transfiguration was increasing rapidly. Perhaps Professor McGonagall is not as powerful as Albus Dumbledore, but she is definitely a true master of Transfiguration, and has extremely rich teaching experience. She is better able to tutor students' shortcomings than Snape. .
With a careful and patient professor like Professor McGonagall to guide him, not to mention the already talented Ian, other young wizards would probably make rapid progress.
“Upgraded!”
After several weeks of confinement learning, Ian’s proficiency in transformation has also been greatly improved. The technique was once again pushed up a level.
[Transfiguration (Level 7) 13/6400]
The epiphany brought about by the magic upgrade made Ian's skills suddenly improve, which shocked Professor McGonagall and made her more and more Realizing that the little wizard he taught did have that qualification.
"The choice of Hogwarts is never wrong." Professor McGonagall stared at the achievements shown off by the little wizard and murmured to himself. After a while of melancholy and emotion, he solemnly promised to help Ian complete the Animagus transformation. The study of techniques. She had already seen that Ian had such a talent in his transformation.
"Thank you, Professor!"
Ian solemnly thanked Professor McGonagall, who did not hide anything because he was not a Gryffindor student. He really benefited a lot from the few weeks of study.
Of course.
When it comes to learning the Animagus transformation technique, Ian feels that it is difficult for him to get help from Professor McGonagall. After all, he is about to enter a new cycle.
It's night.
It’s the night before Christmas.
It is also the obstacle that prevents Ian from entering a new future.
Before time passes.
Ian happened to be communicating with Dumbledore in the principal's office. He happened to meet Snape, who had been dawdling for several weeks and finally reported the damage caused by the explosion in the office to the school.
Snape glanced at him.
Perhaps he thought he was learning magic from Dumbledore, so he didn't say much. He told him to be careful about some hidden guys in Hogwarts and left the office directly.
“Where is our alchemy professor?” Ian asked the question he was most concerned about. He found that Arthur King had not been seen on his Marauder’s Map for a long time.
"He has always been there and has always performed his duties." Albus Dumbledore's answer surprised Ian, and the little wizard quickly took out the Marauder's Map and checked it again.
No.
Arthur King's name cannot be found at all.
"He was probably worried that you would cause trouble for him, so he hid himself. Your map is not impeccable." Albus Dumbledore explained to Ian with a smile.
"Okay."
Of course Ian also knows that no matter who the other party is, his attainments in alchemy must far exceed his. You know, even Grindelwald A map that can deceive him.
The little wizard put down the Marauder's Map and turned his attention to the report submitted by Snape.
"Didn't Professor Snape ask Professor Quirrell to pay compensation once?" Ian approached Dumbledore, and he saw the jaw-dropping numbers on the report submitted by Snape.
“I didn’t get more than one-tenth of that!” Ian learned another lesson from his good uncle. The good uncle not only ate Quirrell, but also backhandedly ate Hogwarts School. once.
No wonder it took so long to sort out the damage before reporting it!
Gangqing is making false accounts!
"It seems that our Professor Snape wants to make a fortune from this." Albus Dumbledore didn't care about this. After all, the people who paid for these unexpected losses were the schools. Dongs.
In order for their children to learn real skills, school directors can only grit their teeth and provide supplementary information. Otherwise, all the materials are missing. Not only will the young wizards not learn anything from Snape, but they can also enjoy a paid rest - even if Ian will not restart the cycle, Dumbledore will turn a blind eye. .
Snape was rich.
The other professors at Hogwarts are not short of potions.
Isn’t this a win-win situation for everyone?
"It's a pity that my good uncle no longer keeps his materials in the office. I searched all over Hogwarts and couldn't find where he hides his things!"
Ian looked at the hundreds of bottles of potions in his purse and felt quite regretful.
"You have too many things to do." Albus Dumbledore stood in front of a pensieve, pulled out his memory and put it into the pensieve.
"Isn't this your request?" Ian blinked. He watched Dumbledore store the memory and then gave him the entire pensieve.
“It doesn’t have to be this kind of... dramatic change.” Albus Dumbledore’s face twitched as he recalled the things the little wizard had done these days.
Not just a demolition wizard.
He even found excuses to beat up the dandy students of Slytherin House several times, as if he wanted to vent all his dissatisfaction with Salazar Slytherin on the students of this house.
Even during class, when those dandy students enter the classroom with their left foot first, this little guy will throw up his arms and give them a slap on the ground because he doesn't respect the professor or his classmates.
Slytherin students, regardless of grade, do not dare to resist or take out their wands. After all, they know very well that if they take out their wands or resist, the other party will definitely take out their wands as well.
At that time, it was not as simple as getting punched. These pure-blooded wizards could still clearly distinguish what was light and what was serious.
"I didn't beat up those honest students, I only beat up the tough ones. You have to admit that they are now much kinder to students from other colleges and their own classmates." Ian To justify his righteous actions, he is just the Hogwarts Batman, not a Hogwarts rogue.
"I do not deny this." Albus Dumbledore nodded, watched Ian put the pensieve into his purse, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally spoke.
"At this time, may I have the honor to... guide you in the Patronus Charm?" Good guy, Dumbledore can be so pretentious sometimes.
Ian understands instantly.
“Calling the gods to protect you!”
Silver white silk threads are weaving.
Figures are emerging.
……
When the time begins to restart.
Ian found that everything around him was blurring.
After everything returned to its clearly visible color, he returned to the Room of Requirement, as if he had traveled back through the passage of time.
Outside.
There was silence and darkness in the corridor. Silly Barnabas began to ask about cleaning the toilet again - Ian did not respond and rushed straight to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office.
How to ask for help from these two people, they have already told Ian to know, and they have also found a way to use the loop bug in Ian's card to buy them research time.
The pensieve given to Ian by Dumbledore contains a lot of information that should not belong to this time. Indeed, it has not been reset like those potions under the influence of Ian.
Because of this.
It was not difficult to reconnect with two professors who knew nothing and were back to square one. After all, both of them have matured with age, and were once powerful and well-informed figures.
They could clearly detect Ian's aura that did not belong to this time. Without any setbacks or difficulties, they once again found the immortal Professor Ronny Ehrlich in the underground palace.
Just.
Ian didn't know what the two people were going to study in the underground palace. He was immediately persuaded to leave the underground palace, and this was the case for the next several cycles.
It’s not that Ian didn’t think about secretly checking Dumbledore’s Pensieve, but it must have been enchanted. Even if Ian wanted to be immoral, he didn’t have the ability to be immoral.
"We will solve your problem, don't worry." Albus Dumbledore would ask Ian to cast the Patronus Charm every time, and the expression on his face was extremely firm every time.
It’s more than that.
The principal seemed to be able to guess many of the situations that Ian firmly believed had not been recorded in Dumbledore's Pensieve, such as Ian's learning progress in each cycle.
The seemingly casual chat showed that he knew a lot of things, as if he knew everything, which made Ian feel more and more how wise Albus Dumbledore was.
He knew before that his principal had a high IQ, but he didn't realize how high it was. He even suspected that Albus Dumbledore was following his cycle.
It's really such an exaggeration.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to accurately determine which potions Ian had taken without even looking at his wallet, and he would have been able to deduce the complete answer from just a little bit of information. .
If there is no this cycle.
Ian really doesn’t have such a deep perception of Albus Dumbledore’s intelligence. He realized that the most terrifying thing about his principal might not be the combat power praised by the wizarding world.
The White Devil is truly terrifying.
It is the coexistence of combat power and wisdom.
It is a pity that Ian was not able to participate in the research of the two old men. Otherwise, he felt that his feelings would have been deeper. In addition to studying, he spent his time visiting Snape's office.
“Bang!”
Another familiar explosion.
Ian blew open the door to Snape's office.
He took away the potion ingredients.
It’s more than that.
The little wizard who is already very familiar with it even has time to leave some traces on the scene. It is Professor Quirrell's hair. He will do something different every time in the cycle.
Only cleaning the potion warehouse and doing Quirrell is eternal.
"Damn it! Quirrell!"
No.
He hid in the corner and waited for a long time, and finally saw Snape coming to the scene, then found the hair in the corner, and then roared and rushed towards the place where the teachers were resting.
"Unfortunately, the cycle still has its limits..." After Ian hid in the Room of Requirement again, brewed the potion and carved the inscription, he thought that this cycle would pass slowly.
However.
Albus Dumbledore opened the door outside and entered his secret cabin - the Room of Requirement will indeed open to the second person if he knows what room the other person is in. own arms.
"Let's go, the time is ripe."
Albus Dumbledore seemed to be in a hurry. He raised his wand and knocked away the dementors that had chilled him, and then pulled the little boy with him. The wizard left the Room of Requirement.
"I'm leaving the loop?" Ian realized that he hadn't done anything yet. It felt like the two old men had finished the work. He quickly stuffed all the potions into his purse.
“Yes, the time has come.”
Albus Dumbledore walked in front.
"You didn't take me with you in your research, but I discovered something myself." Ian said, taking out a bottle of potion and handing it to Albus Dumbledore.
“Obviously, this cycle is not unlimited, nor does it require payment. The quality of the potion materials I collected in the next few cycles has obviously declined.”
“This A bottle of potion is as bland as a potion mixed with water in Knockturn Alley." Ian was indeed conducting research on his own, and he realized that the power supporting this cycle was weakening.
Maybe.
As long as he experiences it a few more times and takes away more things, he can escape from the cycle. Of course, it is also possible that Ian was left outside the real world forever after the cycle collapsed. No one can tell. It is precisely because of this realization that Ian did not empty out the entire Hogwarts every time he cycled. .
"Yes, your discovery makes me more confident." Albus Dumbledore's expression remained unchanged, and he turned to look at the potion in Ian's hand with a slight twinkle in his eye.
"Have you found any clues about Professor Arthur King?" Ian was still thinking about the situation of the alchemy professor, and he had observed and tested him more than once in these cycles.
However.
Except for meeting him once in the library, his Marauder's Map had no effect on Arthur King again, so much so that he could not catch the opponent's other suspicious chicken feet at all.
"He is not the trouble we have to deal with, although he should be considered a trouble in his own right." Albus Dumbledore didn't seem to have much worry about Arthur King.
This is true for every cycle.
"Okay, I'll investigate after I get out." Ian actually found that he was a little reluctant to cycle. He was actually quite anxious to get out at the beginning.
However, with enough time to study in cycles, and doing whatever he wants from time to time, he also has some experience of how wonderful this cycle is.
It’s been a long time.
The feeling of real fragrance has been brewed.
After all, the development path of Shilipo Sword God is indeed fascinating. Even though it happened repeatedly for a lot of time, his ability to find various professors to give him one-on-one guidance to improve his strength continued unabated.
"When the time comes, I will also provide you with help." Albus Dumbledore took Ian to the principal's office first, where he took the sorting hat.
"What will happen to you after I leave?" To be honest, Ian is still a little reluctant to let go of the old principal and Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who have been selflessly helping him every time.
“Maybe you should find the answer to this question yourself, because even if I tell you now, you won’t be able to understand it. After all, this requires you to have a sufficient understanding of time and destiny.”
< br>Albus Dumbledore led Ian through the corridor again. He seemed to be avoiding answering the question. After all, in Ian's opinion, everything here would disappear after he left.
The old principal said before that everything here is just a possibility given up by fate.
"Are you trying to prevent me from being sad about this?" Ian approached Albus Dumbledore, and the old headmaster handed him the silent sorting hat in his hand.
"As long as the sacrifice is meaningful, it is not worth mourning. When the old people leave, there will be newcomers to make up for it." Albus Dumbledore walked all the way to the front of a lounge.
His earnest voice suddenly stopped.
“Are you ready?”
Albus Dumbledore turned to look at Ian.
"What are you ready for? Can this place allow me to break through the cycle?" Ian looked at the door in front of him in surprise. If he remembered correctly, this should be the teachers' lounge.
"Your discovery and our judgment have the same conclusion, that is, no matter how subtle this cycle is, it has never exceeded the scope of magic."
Albus. Dumbledore explained to Ian, "Yes, it's still magic. As long as it is magic, we can find a way to break it and eliminate it."
"The final answer we came up with is that it requires three people with magic power to reach the limit to cast the spell together, so Little Ian... ." As he spoke, Albus Dumbledore kicked open the door in front of him.
No need for magic.
Just use your feet.
People in Gryffindor House seem to have always had this feeling.
"Come to meet the moment when your magic reaches its limit in the world." Albus Dumbledore walked straight in, followed by Ian who saw a panicked Professor Quirrell.
This unlucky guy was just blasted into the sky by Ian again today. Now he is carefully applying potion to his wounds. When he saw Albus Dumbledore entering the door, he immediately covered himself in a panic. robe.
"Principal...what...what is going on?"
Qi Luo hid the owner of his buttocks who had been severely injured by the explosion, showing a confused and frightened expression. In terms of acting skills, he was better than Arthur. Gold is slightly better.
Nothing more.
Today, Albus Dumbledore obviously didn’t want to act with him.
"Tom, the time has come to show your worth." Albus Dumbledore directly raised the Elder Wand and gently picked it up, and the robe that Quirrell had been hastily wrapped around was lifted off.
The bloody and ferocious face was immediately exposed on Quirrell's butt - Albus Dumbledore's expression remained unchanged, and his voice had a cold feeling.
“You shouldn’t have come back.”
He seemed to be sighing, but also mocking.
"Damn it! Dumbledore! You have indeed discovered it a long time ago! I have suffered so many accidents in the past few days! It seems that you are instigating and instigating me behind the scenes!"
Voldemort took control of Quirrell's body, and his face began to shift to Quirrell's face, overlapping with Quirrell's face, looking even more ferocious and unrecognizable. This guy looked at Ian with eyes full of resentment and hatred. It was obvious that he already knew who the person who had been attacking him was.
If he hadn't been unable to defeat Dumbledore, or if he hadn't been too weak to defeat the little wizard, how could he still let his servant hide in the corner and endure his anger.
“You look like you want to start a war with me now!”
Voldemort wanted to grab the wand, but Albus Dumbledore gave him a gentle expressionless expression. As soon as he pressed it, the Dark Lord possessing the servant immediately crawled to the ground.
Horrifying pressure.
It made him unable to straighten his back.
Can't even lift my head.
"There is no war here, Tom. I used to scare you with a burning wardrobe in the hope that it would make you understand your sense of propriety. Maybe I am also responsible for your current situation."
Albus Dumbledore's tone was a bit sad, "However, your bad It is indeed beyond my imagination. There was a time when I really didn’t know how to deal with your unscrupulous methods.”
“I think this is also a punishment for me... Of course, this punishment is for you. Even more so." Albus Dumbledore slowly walked into the prostrate Voldemort.
"Damn! Your magic power! How could it be... you are obviously old!" Voldemort's voice was filled with horror, because he found that his soul could not even leave the body of his servant.
This was completely unexpected.
"Yes, Tom, I'm too old to scare you with burning wardrobes anymore, but that doesn't mean I can't force you to atone for what you've done."
Albus Dumbledore seemed to be extremely relaxed in suppressing Voldemort. His tone was a little sighing, "Voldemort Demon, maybe I should call you this name.”
“You probably have never understood the truth, that is, the gap between you and me has never changed, even if you use some unscrupulous black magic. The same goes for closing the magic gap between you and me."
The words of the old principal.
It immediately made Voldemort furious.
"That's because I'm extremely weak now! If I were still in my prime! Old guy! Do you dare to show your face in front of me? Do you dare to continue to make such arrogant lies in front of me!"
His voice echoed throughout the lounge.
It made Ian feel a bit hysterical.
“I did neglect you at the beginning, but after you started to gain momentum, how could you think that I was afraid of you?”
Albus Dumbledore shook his head, as if he was not interested in this kind of comparison. He looked at the little wizard again, reminding Ian to take action with his eyes.
“!!!”
Ian’s scalp was numb.
This principal said before that he would bring him to increase the limit of his magic power! Now this look in his eyes obviously made him burn his soul, but Ian had never told anyone about the extraordinary characteristics of [Soul Furnace]!
“You know everything?”
The corners of Ian's mouth twitched.
"Your words, deeds, and some of your persistence are all clues, so it is not difficult to guess."
Albus Dumbledore responded softly. As said before, sometimes, Ian really didn't know how much more Dumbledore could figure out from the details.
"You want this kid to kill me? A little wizard! Are you teaching him how to kill someone!?" Voldemort seemed to have seen something that made him unbelievable.
"This is what I once said to you, Tom, when you see the other side of me that no one knows, you will not want to continue to be my enemy..."
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Albus Dumbledore didn't seem to have thought about hiding anything. He spoke softly to Voldemort in front of Ian. The pressure of the wand in his hand made Voldemort look extremely painful.
"Even if you are unscathed and have all the power you should have, you will still end up like this. After all, I am just like you at this time... I will do whatever it takes."
Albus Dumbledore signaled Ian with his eyes again, "I think you won't have any psychological burden, after all, you have already wanted to do this."
The old principal's words made Yi En swallowed.
“Journey of Fire!”
Ian bit the bullet and released the magic - the next moment, Voldemort and his servants were swallowed into it, and turned into nourishment while roaring unwillingly.
Ian never thought that he would get what he wanted in such a situation.
Name: Ian Prince
Occupation: Blood Warlock
Magic: Level 9
His magic power, which was already at the critical point, was nourished by Voldemort's soul.
Quietly upgrade.
“Let’s go!”
Not waiting for Ian to savor it.
Albus Dumbledore pulled Ian outside the school - the moon was bright and the stars were dim, and Grindelwald was already waiting quietly in front of the tower.
(End of this chapter)