Chapter 136 Chapter 135: Vacation Adventure! Great harvest!
Ian never expected that.
I just gave him a two-in-one Christmas gift, but Aurora actually gave him an entire bank warehouse directly, or Grindelwald hid it in a bank warehouse in Northern Europe.
Cunning rabbit has three caves, hoping for capital to make a comeback?
Ian doesn’t quite understand.
He only knew that this gift was too difficult and expensive, and even with his flexible moral bottom line, he did not dare to keep the key with him after knowing the truth.
"We have to abide by the law. Stealing is immoral, Aurora." Ian handed the key back quickly, as if he was holding a hot potato in his hand.
"With my grandfather's tacit approval, it is not actually stealing." Aurora did not raise her hand to pick it up, but continued to eat the food on her plate slowly.
"You don't think that I can hide the fact that I took this key from my grandfather, do you?" Her tone was quite calm. This Germanic girl was obviously more sober-minded among the group of young wizards.
“But...”
Ian was still hesitant. He did not refute Aurora. After all, based on his understanding of Grindelwald, the old man's wealth and ability were definitely not weaker than Albus Dumbledore.
If Albus Dumbledore can judge many things from some of his words and deeds, Grindelwald must also be able to judge many things from getting along with Aurora.
You don’t even need to use the power of prophecy. The old guys themselves have the experience and ability to see through people’s hearts. It is impossible for Grindelwald not to realize what Aurora did secretly.
Say no more.
It is impossible for such a hidden key to have no warning magic nearby - just when Ian was hesitating, Aurora had already raised her head and looked at it with strange eyes. Got him.
"My friend, do you want my hot face to touch your cold ass?" She spoke softly, but the words she spoke made Ian feel extremely familiar.
More than ten minutes ago.
Ian just said the same thing to Daphne Greengrass at the entrance of the auditorium - Ian touched his robe, and he suspected that Aurora had installed a listening device on his body.
“What are you looking for?”
Aurora tilted her head in confusion.
"Nothing, just wiping the oil on my hands." Ian certainly couldn't express his suspicion, so he pretended to cast a cleaning spell on the robe he had touched all over. The little wizard did not find any eavesdropping props on himself, but he suspected that the eavesdropping props might be on Miss Daphne Greengrass.
Perhaps the entire Hogwarts has been bugged by Aurora... Recalling his good roommate William from a reserve Saint family, Ian believes that the Saints must have more wizard spy equipment than William's family.
"If you don't want it, maybe you can go and return it to my grandfather yourself." Aurora dropped the plate in her hand and wiped her hands on Ian's robe very naturally. .
"..."
Ian could only cast another cleaning spell on himself, and then put the key back into his purse. He believed that he only needed to find it. Grindelwald is really in trouble - maybe Grindelwald doesn't care about his past wealth now, but the old guy will definitely not let go of playing with the little wizard.
Experience in the cycle.
Give Ian a deeper understanding of both Grindelwald and Albus Dumbledore. Just when Ian put down his wand, many more owls flew into the auditorium.
The number may not be as large as usual, but there are definitely dozens of them. After all, even if you don’t go home, there will be no shortage of greetings from your family on Christmas.
Ian did not receive a greeting from an owl. After all, he did not have a family member who knew how to use an owl. He thought that Aurora would be a lonely person like him, watching others read letters.
However.
But an owl flew straight to Aurora and delivered a letter to her. However, Aurora did not open the letter after receiving it, but silently put the letter into her robe.
“Why don’t you take it apart and take a look?”
Ian’s heart for gossip arose.
He only saw a label from Austria on it, but it was obviously not a letter from Grindelwald. After all, any letter Grindelwald wanted to send did not require an owl.
“It’s dirty stuff.”
Aurora shook her head.
The owl from afar hovered above her head. The little Germanic girl looked up in confusion, but she had no intention of paying the owl any hard work.
Maybe it’s because she rarely uses owls for communication.
"When someone does something for you, you have to give them a favor." Ian grabbed a handful of dried meat from his trouser pocket, and the owl immediately swooped down happily and took away his reward.
It called to Ian twice, then flew away without looking back.
"It turns out that animals are like this too."
Aurora nodded thoughtfully.
"I have completed the superposition of the transformation technique on Li Huo. Do you want to come with me to discuss and learn from each other?" The little girl now had enough to eat and drink, and looked at Ian expectantly.
"Today is a holiday! It's unlucky to fight and kill!" Ian looked around. Even though many little wizards have chosen to go home for Christmas, there are still a small number of students staying in the auditorium. They either don't want to go back or they may feel like it's a hassle to go back and forth like Ian.
Of course.
Most of the students who did not choose to return home were still young wizards of Muggle origin. They hoped to stay in Hogwarts during the first year semester to experience Christmas in the wizarding world.
“I read a book in the forbidden book section, which mentioned a senior student many years ago. He also killed people during festivals. It is said that the current decline of the wizarding world is also related to that senior student.”< br>
Of course Aurora also has the permission to read the restricted area, but rather than learning the forbidden knowledge, she seems to have always preferred to read some secrets sealed in the restricted area.
"Are you talking about our senior Tom?" Ian lowered his voice and looked at Quirrell at the teacher's table. The only murderer he knew was noseless Tom.
"No, as far as I know, the senior I saw sometimes killed more people in a day than the current senior. I think that senior is the real Dark Lord."
"In comparison, Fudi..."
Aurora still spoke in that light tone, without lowering her voice, and even wanted to pronounce Tom's name, which made Ian quickly cover it with his hands. Shut her mouth.
“There are still so many classmates in the auditorium.” Ian was not worried about Voldemort jumping over the wall, he was just worried about the possible impact of Voldemort jumping over the wall.
If Voldemort were to tear off his disguise in the Great Hall, God knows how many innocent people would suffer.
"Do you know how expensive the flowers used for funerals are now!" Ian pulled Aurora and walked out. When leaving the auditorium, he looked back at Quirrell at the teacher's bench.
And Quirrell also felt his gaze.
Before Quirrell asked in his heart.
"He may have been suspicious of you."
Voldemort obviously still has basic judgment, after all, Ian's acting skills are not as good as those of the old wizards.
"Should we find a way to give him..."
Quirrell spoke in his heart, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Voldemort.
"Our goal is the Sorcerer's Stone. Don't conflict with him. I can't provide you with much help." Voldemort's somewhat weak voice sounded in Quirrell's mind, "I don't know. Why, last night I suddenly felt much weaker than before.”
The famous Dark Lord’s voice sounded like he was being squeezed dry, and he was very angry. Silk, even feeling a little out of breath.
"But, he may complain to Dumbledore...I heard from the students that this guy likes to complain the most." Quirrell's inner worry was very obvious.
He is a Ravenclaw, and of course he understands the hobbies of certain groups of Ravenclaws. In fact, when he was in school, he was also a person who liked to complain secretly to influence other people's mentality.
"As long as you don't show any clues, Dumbledore will not listen to a little wizard. Our principal will never believe that others will only believe in his own judgment."
Voldemort's tone was a bit certain. .
Quirrell looked at his plate with no appetite, "But this Prince is different. I have also heard from students that he is a descendant of the Dumbledore family."
His words were very reserved, but it was obvious that he still did not believe Voldemort's judgment. However, due to the large number of people, Voldemort did not punish this servant who dared to question himself.
Of course.
It may also be because Voldemort is too weak and doesn't want to use his power easily anymore. .
"Idiot! You have been at Hogwarts for so many years, don't you still know the mouths of the little wizards in Hogwarts? The Dumbledore family has long been here with Albus Dumbledore "This is the last generation!"
"Do you think you know my professor better than I do?" Voldemort's weak tone was a little angry, forcing Quirrell to give up on any little tricks against Ian. idea.
He obviously didn't want any conflict with Ian. For this powerful and absolutely abnormal little wizard, the Dark Lord had a lingering fear in his heart that he didn't want to admit but couldn't get rid of.
"Could it be that Dumbledore has discovered us...he is secretly casting a spell on you?" Quirrell stopped talking about Ian, but was uneasy and worried about the current situation between himself and Voldemort.
This uneasiness.
In fact, it is also the worry in Voldemort's heart.
"You need to find me some more unicorns! Wait until I regain some strength! Just take advantage of the old guy's absence and go to the basement where he hides the magic stone to get what belongs to me!"< br>
Voldemort made a decision.
Nothing more.
"Not only are professors patrolling the Forbidden Forest from time to time, but even the Ministry of Magic has secretly sent a few people over. I'm worried that they have received news from Dumbledore who is suspicious of us." Quirrell did not dare to speak directly. He was unable to break into the Forbidden Forest again, so he tried to modify the danger of entering the Forbidden Forest.
"You useless piece of trash!" Voldemort cursed in a weak voice, but he was just trying to cheer him up, and did not lose his mind enough to let Quirrell break into the Forbidden Forest.
After all, he still knew how much Quirrell was. Maybe it would be no problem to deal with one or two Aurors, but it would be impossible to face several professors from Hogwarts plus a group of Aurors.
Going there is probably a self-surrender at the door.
"Black market! You can buy some substitutes on the black market!" Voldemort thought of another second best solution. He really needed something to help him recover from his unknown weakness.
"..."
Qi Luo was silent.
Now he actually regrets why he went to Albania in the first place, but he doesn't dare to think in his heart that the Muggle Studies professor's heart is really very complicated for a while.
Other people’s bosses at least offered a little pie, but the boss I followed not only refused to give him a pie, but also didn’t give him emotional value. He even spent the servant’s money without even saying thank you.
Things that can restore vitality are quite expensive in the normal market, not to mention the black market. Quirrell already felt that he was about to go bankrupt.
To be honest, if Snape hadn't figured out why he just stole a few medicinal materials, Snape would have turned the office into a place of the highest level of martial law. Quirrell felt that he and Voldemort would not be so passive now. He even tried to poison him. The ingredients for the potion that killed Grindelwald were secretly brewed with his own money.
"Snape has never been so wary of thieves before!"
The Muggle Studies professor sighed gloomily.
I just feel that my future is bleak.
……
Snowflakes fell gently on the spire and courtyard of the castle, covering this ancient magic school with a layer of white gauze. Ice crystals shimmered on tree branches and eaves.
Like little stars, dotted with this quiet winter world. In the corridor with a bit of cold air, Ian and Aurora met many classmates who were going out for activities.
These little wizards are having fun in the school, using some props to celebrate the festival and laughing happily. However, there are always people who like to spoil the atmosphere and will come out to disturb the fun of the little wizards.
The cursing Filch seemed to hate seeing others happy. Although the little wizards did not violate any school rules, he was still making noise with his mop and iron bucket.
“Dang Dang Dang!!”
Filch was vigorously tapping the iron bucket on the ground with his mop, making a harsh noise, and was also making loud insinuations to ridicule the little wizards for their lack of tutoring. No matter how you look at it, it seems that even though he has no reason to interfere with the little wizards' play, he still wants to disgust everyone to death with his actions.
It was when he saw Ian walking over that Filch restrained himself a little, and his character of bullying and fearing the strong was clearly reflected in his body. He even dared to look at Aurora with a malicious look, as if he wanted to knock his bucket at any time to scare the little witch.
"I actually don't like this administrator either." Ian quickly said to Aurora. The Germanic girl thoughtfully took out her wand and tapped it lightly in the direction of the iron barrel.
After she was done, she pulled Ian and ran away quickly.
“What did you do?”
Ian was not able to see the process of Aurora casting the spell just now, because he saw two senior male seniors kissing in front of the window, which made him a little worried when Aurora was pulling him away.
Filch is certainly not likeable.
But he is not so unlovable that he was secretly cursed by some students.
"I gave him a Christmas gift?" The more uncertain Aurora's tone became, the more Ian felt that the matter might be bigger, and facts proved that his sixth sense was not wrong.
“Clang!”
After Ian and Aurora ran away, Filch showed a triumphant smile again. He frantically used his mop to knock on the iron bucket to interfere with the joy of the little wizards.
Then.
“Bang!!”
After an explosion.
Filch was knocked to the ground by his own iron barrel.
Ian smelled something in the air that shouldn't belong to the magical world.
“Nitroglycerine!?”
The little wizard’s eyes were as wide as copper bells.
"Only a little bit." Aurora made a gesture with her hands that would make the Great Cold Kingdom furious, and Ian finally realized who the most dangerous person in the school was.
It’s not him, it’s not Voldemort, it’s not Grindelwald, it’s the little German girl in front of him.
"In alchemy... I don't like to use this kind of thing..." Ian didn't know why his voice automatically became smaller. He only knew that Filch had been knocked unconscious by the explosion.
"I am also learning the knowledge of Muggles. This is my grandfather's request since childhood." Aurora turned back to confirm that Filch was not dead, and then responded with a somewhat serious voice. kindness.
She obviously knows what kind of weight can teach others a lesson without hurting them.
"Magic plus science! There is indeed a future!" Ian gave Aurora a thumbs up. He felt that Filch was also lucky. After all, Aurora was much more restrained now than before the start of school.
"You should be much better than me now." Aurora looked at Ian and spoke with a firm tone. She probably made her judgment based on Ian's performance in the Forbidden Forest.
"Just a little bit." Ian also made a gesture. His modesty was not exaggerated to the point of having a galaxy at his fingertips. He also had an assessment of Aurora's magic level.
It’s a journey after all.
Ian should have a clearer sense of the level of magic than many people who don’t have a system. If he is right about magic power, Aurora's magic power is probably level seven now.
After adulthood, you will definitely be able to enter the eighth-level dean level. As for whether you can go further, it depends not only on your bloodline level, but also on your own luck.
Neither Dumbledore nor Grindelwald entered the ninth level as adults. The accumulation of time and the second burst of magic are all indispensable parts of becoming the ninth level human limit.
Ian's situation can only be regarded as an anomaly that cannot be copied.
"I can no longer see the future fragments about you." Aurora looked at Ian with her own heterochromatic pupils, which was obviously the proof she used to judge the gap between herself and Ian.
"Have you seen anything about my future?" Ian looked a little surprised. This was the first time he knew about this matter, but the Germanic girl did not give an accurate response.
"I think that's in the past." Aurora's eyes stayed on Ian, and images flickered in her strange-colored eyes, as if she had determined something that she shouldn't know.
“Cheating in person????”
Ian covered Aurora's eyes.
And at this time.
A group of young wizards walked past the two of them and looked at them several times, but the topic of discussion did not shift to Ian and Aurora as they walked away.
Because the little wizards have more exciting topics.
"Snape actually washed his hair! I saw today that his hair is not greasy at all!"
"Yes! The smell of that shampoo is also very good!"
"Is it because the Potter family's shampoo finally has a new model after so many years?"
"School has started. I must ask Professor Snape later!”
……
Several Slytherin wizards walked very fast. Before Ian could say anything to save the life of the last wizard, they had already accelerated and disappeared around the corner of the corridor - after all, for Slytherin For the students, just seeing Ian makes them run away.
"May Merlin bless the guys in your academy."
Ian sighed helplessly.
"Is it the shampoo you gave Snape?"
Aurora guessed the truth about Snape's hair washing.
"Of course, do you want it? I still have hundreds of bottles. Originally, I wanted to change the scent, add a little bit of water, put it in a Potter's shampoo bottle and tip it over. Lane Dumping ”
Ian stuffed Aurora with seven or eight bottles of undiluted shampoo. It was only after he made it himself that he realized that it was no wonder that Harry Potter's family's vault had endless gold galleons.
Let’s just say that.
This is the norm in monopolized industries. It looks like a high-end magic potion shampoo, but its profits are definitely much higher than the various Internet celebrity products linked to 321. In other words, the population of the wizarding world is not large, otherwise the place where Harry Potter's family saves money would have to be expanded a lot to accommodate the annual profits.
"I also gave Snape a Christmas gift." Aurora put the shampoo into her robe, and the pockets of her robe seemed to have traces of the expansion spell.
“Don’t you have a bad relationship?”
Ian was quite surprised.
He still remembers what Aurora did to Snape.
"After all, he is our dean, and he has been targeting me recently, so I think we should repair the relationship and gave him a pair of safety pants that will never show the bottom."
Aurora's The gift left Ian with questions.
“He is a man!”
Ian thought Aurora didn't look like she really wanted to give a gift.
"I have carefully studied what to give." Aurora saw what Ian's expression meant, and she quickly explained, with a rather serious tone in her tone.
“All my classmates were saying that Snape was sarcastic, but I was the only one who found out the reason why he was sarcastic. He had a huge psychological shadow caused by school bullying in his childhood.”
"It is said to be a magic spell called the Upside Down Golden Bell. Because of this, my gift can probably cure his childhood." Aurora's tone of voice was really serious.
Ian stared at her for a while before he realized that the Germanic girl was really not joking.
"You still know what healing is." As a good friend, what could Ian say? He could only give a thumbs up again, and silently prayed for Aurora's life in the next six years.
In other words, if Aurora dared to do this, if another little wizard had done this kind of thing, I'm afraid Snape would have to give that little wizard a reply titled "You also need to have a cured childhood in the future." Gift.
Ian doesn’t even dare to do such a thing.
"Where are we going?" Aurora followed Ian all the way. She looked at that she had been taken to the fourth floor of Hogwarts Castle by Ian.
“Of course I want to enjoy the joy of Christmas.”
Holiday life can be said to be comfortable and leisurely.
At least this is the case for most young wizards, and Ian is a restless master. After opening the mirror on the fourth floor, he pulled Aurora and got into the tunnel leading to Hog. Access to the village of Maud.
Since it is the holidays, you must indulge a little more. The drinks and desserts that will be available for a limited time in the shops in Hogsmeade Village are the products that can best make people feel the Christmas spirit.
The damp tunnel is cold and moist, with a smell of dust. Ian lit his wand, causing the surrounding temperature to rise to a comfortable space in an instant.
"Composite Magic?"
Aurora stared at the wand in Ian's hand, as if thinking about the structure and principles of magic. She raised her wand, and after the tip of the wand emitted the light of the [Illumination Spell], a few wisps of flames burst out.
The orange-red flames even reached the top of the secret passage, and exploded into sparks like fireworks - it can only be said that she didn't add more fire inside.
"It's not about stacking the Arson Curse, but the [Greenhouse Curse]." Ian avoided those sparks that were flying downward, correcting Aurora's misunderstanding when casting the spell.
"I have never learned this magic." Aurora had no intention of being corrected. The sparks constantly shooting out of her wand, after being adjusted correctly, can be regarded as another way to illuminate and increase temperature. compound magic.
Even more powerful than Ian's compound magic - the little wizard took out two pieces of dry bread and toasted them, and soon a fragrant smell filled the tunnel.
"Were you okay in the auditorium?" Aurora cut off a piece and stuffed it into her mouth. The smell of toast was very strong, but she still frowned as if she wasn't used to the rough texture.
"Gifts made by my younger brothers and sisters." Of course, Ian also received gifts from the orphanage, but the little ones without owls chose to let Snape help carry things.
Due to Ian's request, Snape went to the Wu's Orphanage. Judging from the letter given by the director, Snape did not show any annoying characteristics there.
“Did you grow up eating these?”
Aurora looked at the rough toast in her hand in surprise.
"How is that possible?"
Ian opened the hidden door at the key point of the secret passage, and they emerged from a remote underground slab. The cobblestone street outside was also covered with thick snow today.
“Life was not good at the beginning. We could only have a full meal during festivals, and when someone donated money, we could eat some of this bread.”
Ian's wand slowly went out, and clusters of snowflakes fell, falling on his and Aurora's shoulders, becoming a white decoration on the robes.
"Those who dare to look directly at the past can generally create a better future." Aurora could rarely say something truly reasonable. She looked at the medieval-style town in front of her. The festive atmosphere here is also quite strong, no less than that at Hogwarts, and even far surpasses Hogwarts Castle in terms of liveliness.
All the shops seemed to have been agreed upon a long time ago. They were all decorated with various colorful Christmas decorations. There were even strange snowmen outside the shops to attract customers. Many wizards are dressed up as Santa Claus, but Ian feels that the painting style is better than the one he saw in the trance.
"Little wizard, do you want a small cake?"
Walk to the main street.
Ian and Aurora met the enthusiastic Santa Claus. He stopped Aurora's hand and spoke to the wizard who was walking on the edge of the law in Hogsmeade Village.
"Mr. John, it is illegal to add hallucinogens to candies." Ian didn't even need to open the packaging of the candies to tell what ingredients were added to the candies.
His nose is now sharper than Hagrid's teeth.
“So that smell is a hallucinogen?”
Aurora was stunned for a moment. She wanted to take out the wand, but found that Ian had already predicted her thoughts and prepared them in advance. In one step she pulled her wand from her robes.
"It's just a bit of Muggle herbal shell. Do you know what the ancient seasoning from the East is?" The wizard named John didn't know what he had missed.
He just put away the cake with an annoyed tone and walked away.
"This guy's cake shop that no one wants to go to should be moved to Knockturn Alley. He will definitely be able to thrive there." Ian led Aurora towards the direction of the Three Broomsticks .
"I think I understand why there is an age limit in Hogsmeade Village. It turns out that some contraband can be sold here." Aurora looked thoughtfully in the direction of her bookstore.
I don’t know if she is thinking about what she wants the saints to sell.
“Drink it.”
Ian first took Aurora into an uninhabited alley, then took out a bottle of potion and handed it to Aurora. He had prepared in advance for today.
“Coronavirus, turtle shell powder, caterpillar slices and bat tongues, are they age-enhancing agents?” Aurora smelled the mouth of the bottle and immediately identified the magic potion prepared by Ian.
“Gu Gu Gu~”
Aurora probably guessed what Ian was going to do.
She did it first with great expectation.
Ian also immediately took the bottle of age-enhancing potion in his hand. As the medicine slowly flowed into his throat, a warm and powerful force surged in Ian's body.
It is as if time itself is speeding up at this moment.
In the blink of an eye, Ian and Aurora's bodies underwent astonishing changes - they transformed from the appearance of eleven-year-old children into the height and appearance of adults.
Like Polyjuice Potion, the age-increasing potion can only change the appearance of the user and make the user older. It lasts longer than Polyjuice and does not need to be taken every hour. Moreover, the cooking aspect is much simpler, but it also cannot bring about essential changes in people.
"Okay, okay, it seems that I won't be disabled like Malfoy." Ian immediately took out a mirror and looked pretty, and his facial features changed from the delicate and handsome before to a slightly more delicate look. The outline became clearer. The green eyes of the great wizard also had a brighter color, and there was an indescribable feeling contained in them.
Captivating and captivating.
"Who is Malfoy?"
Aurora is not as beautiful as Ian, she just looked at her current appearance through Ian's mirror. At this time, the Germanic girl's skin was as delicate and smooth as porcelain under the moonlight, and her long hair was flowing down like a waterfall, with some hair tips swaying in front of her increasingly cold and beautiful face.
She curled her hair up as if she was disgusted. When the little girl grows up, her figure also becomes curvy, showing the softness and elegance of women.
“It’s a passerby.”
Ian can't wait to go to Three Broomsticks to avenge his shame.
Probably due to Christmas, there are many customers in the Three Broomsticks bar, far more than when Ian lived here before. It is not crowded but the sound is extremely noisy.
Magic lanterns that would not be hung up on ordinary days were swaying in the bar. Many wizards were changing glasses, using the excuse of the festival to compare their drinking capacity with friends and relatives.
They are all wizards.
There are certainly many ways to cheat.
This may be another comparison among drinkers.
“Oh, a new face?”
The bar owner, Mrs. Rosmerta, may not be very beautiful, at least not as beautiful as Aurora, but her tall figure is still attractive to many people. A pretty good configuration.
Although the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes have shown that she is no longer young, the many attentive drinkers in the bar still fully demonstrate the charm given by time and the style accumulated by the years of this boss.
This is something that is difficult for young women to have.
"Is there anything fun here?" Aurora felt the eyes of the drinkers around her and felt a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, the eyes of the drinkers did not stay on her for too long.
I can see it.
The majority of thieves who covet the boss’s wife are here.
“You’ll find out what’s fun later.” Ian walked to Mrs. Rosmerta’s bar, took out a few silver coins and pushed them towards the bar owner.
"Give her a non-alcoholic butterbeer, and bring me a small glass of whiskey, the smallest one." Ian has been very conscious of his drinking capacity since the ghosts' death anniversary party. .
He just wanted to get a taste of it.
"Why can you drink, but I can't?" Aurora frowned and said to Mrs. Rosmerta, "I also want the kind of whiskey he wants to drink."
"Give me a big cup."
The Germanic girl said unconvincing words in the calmest voice.
"Whiskey is only provided to regular customers. For you... let's celebrate the festival with butterbeer." The bar owner, Mrs. Rosmerta, has her own ideas and hospitality.
She only prepared two glasses of butterbeer for Ian and Aurora, and not only that, she also pushed back the Silver Siko that Ian had spread out on the table.
“I’ll treat you. After all, if there are no fees, there will be no fines.” Mrs. Rosmerta’s eyes were so meaningful that Ian even took out an ice coke and prepared to add it to the whiskey. Ian felt a little guilty. He buried his head. He silently stuffed the coke he had just chilled with magic back into his wallet.
“Gu Gu Gu~”
Aurora is already drinking.
The taste is really good. This is a drink that only third-grade wizards can order. The alcohol content is very small, and most of the alcohol has evaporated during the making process.
"What are you doing?"
Aurora stared at Ian with unfinished content. He saw Ian take out a small bottle and put a few drops into the butterbeer. She recognized that it was Snee. The elixir Pu gave to Ian.
“You have to ask for good luck before opening the box.”
Ian looked at the cup that Aurora had finished drinking, and then turned to look at Mrs. Rosmerta, “Can you give me Will she have another drink? She drank all the butterbeer secretly."
Mrs. Rosmerta made no move and continued to wipe the bar.
"Don't push yourself too far."
The smiling voice of the proprietress contained a bit of ruthlessness that made Ian sigh. She turned around and walked towards the other drinkers, leaving Ian and Aurora in front of the bar.
“I drank it in front of you.”
Aurora put down the cup at this time before speaking to retort.
“Open your mouth.”
Ian sighed helplessly.
“What?”
Aurora did not act.
Ian directly pressed both sides of Aurora's face with one hand, squeezed Aurora's mouth open, and then also dropped a few drops of Felixir into Aurora's mouth.
“It tastes like honey cake.”
Aurora blinked and seemed to be thinking about it.
"I didn't expect you and Dumbledore to have the same hobby." Ian's eyes looked at the drinkers, and his increased intuition allowed him to lock in on the two people talking among them.
"I just want to know why we drink the elixir." Aurora picked up her cup again, raised her head and shook it into her mouth, shaking the last few drops of butterbeer into her mouth.
Her behavior at this time is extremely inconsistent with her extremely cold appearance.
Maybe he was taken by Ian.
"When I lived here before, I noticed some things and overheard some information. There were often black marketeers and wizards doing sneaky things here."
"Their things are all good things. , however, good things also have their pros and cons. , I hope the elixir can lead us to find the Christmas gift box with the best quality treasures."
Ian obviously regarded the black marketeers as blind boxes, and his eyes passed over several black marketeers. , and finally moved back to the originally locked target.
“Eat the black man?”
Aurora’s tone became a little excited.
"It's to punish evil and promote good! Rob the rich and give to the poor! Maintain the peace and stability of wizard society!" Ian corrected Aurora's wording. He had thoroughly studied what Wei Guangzheng meant.
"But now you are no longer poor? Why don't we just say we don't like them?" Aurora's face is probably thinner than Ian's, but her character is definitely much worse.
“I’m poor now.” Ian temporarily put his money bag in Aurora’s robe pocket, showing the Germanic girl what it means to be confident with his actions.
“…”
Aurora felt that she still couldn’t figure out Ian’s behavior.
Just when she was thinking about what to say
“It’s this guy!”
Ian saw the target he had been staring at get up and leave, and he quickly pulled Aurora to follow him He followed him out. The wizard, who was all wrapped in black robes, looked like he was not a good person. This guy just sold some kind of contraband to a wizard, which was a variety of potions made from the blood of rare magical animals.
Ian Ke has read "The Distribution of Magical Creatures and Sentence Standards" written by Qiu Zhang. He was caught by the Ministry of Magic, and any black businessman who sells blood products must be sentenced to a lifetime experience of Azkaban. .
"Master... the little wizard has come to your door, won't you kill him?" The wizard who stayed in the bar had a confused look on his face, but he asked a question in his heart that only Quirrell would ask.
"Do you still have misunderstandings about your own strength?" Voldemort angrily shouted in Quirrell's heart after taking the polyjuice potion. Both he and Quirrell obviously recognized Ian after taking the age-enhancing potion.
This may not be a useful potion.
"Go back quickly! We only have one chance! Dumbledore doesn't know when he will come back!" Voldemort began to urge Quirrell to return to Hogwarts.
Tonight he will use the short-term rejuvenation brought by the potion to get the magic stone. By then, everything he has lost will come back again, and he will also complete his rebirth through the body of this servant.
That's when.
Everything will be back on track, and Voldemort's reputation will once again be heard in the wizarding world - Voldemort, who is getting more and more excited as he thinks about it, can no longer suppress the impulse in his heart.
“Want to play a game of chess?”
There is a chess player on the roadside trying to attract customers.
“Go away!”
Voldemort used Quirrell’s mouth to yell angrily - but, he found that he had only borrowed Quirrell’s mouth temporarily, and his weak soul actually didn’t know why. I felt a bit erratic for no reason.
As if he could disappear at any time.
"Go back quickly! Something's wrong with me!"
He couldn't figure out what his state was, but he knew that as long as he got the magic stone, his endangered soul would be on the verge of idleness. Can be reborn.
"It seems that the old guy who left has grafted some things on my stupid ass descendant... and took away my babysitting job." The chess player setting up the stall looked at Quirrell's disappearing back. Pout.
He looked at the chess pieces on his chessboard. One of the transparent chess pieces was like a crystal ball, which showed the images of Ian and Aurora, the black market businessmen.
The two of them followed the black-robed wizard all the way to the outskirts before taking action. To be on the safe side, the two also performed some facial deformations, but Ian was not very skilled in using this kind of magic.
He couldn't make fine adjustments, so he simply copied the face of Senior Riddle.
"These contraband items are not allowed to be sold near Hogwarts!" Ian emptied the black marketeer's body, and it was very easy for him to deal with a not-so-powerful rat.
“Are you Aurors?”
The black-robed wizard, whose wand had been blown away, raised his hands and did not dare to resist, because when Ian was searching his body, he was not far away Another beautiful girl was pointing her wand at him. The blue light above and the fluctuation of Avada's magic power really made him, who was born in Ravenclaw like Quirrell, dare not resist.
This looks like a beautiful girl who has just grown up. Is there really murderous intention in the wand? Or is it the kind of murderous intention that kills him to save him and help him escape!
"We are the black robe picket team of the Ministry of Magic, specializing in punishing lawless elements like you who destroy the peace around Hogwarts." Ian said casually on a whim.
The black-robed wizard's face immediately became a little paler. He had never heard of this formation, but because of this, he had to think more about whether this was a secret formation of the Ministry of Magic.
It's like the Holy See has a heresy trial.
It is not impossible that the Ministry of Magic has a black-robed picket team.
Look at this posture!
These two guys are probably underground people who specialize in making money for the Ministry of Magic. For a moment, the black-robed wizard felt that he had clearly seen the darkness hidden in the wizarding world.
"I'm just selling something that's not lethal."
As soon as the black-robed wizard opened his mouth to defend, he saw Ian search out a cursed doll from him, specifically for Something used to curse the enemy.
"Not very deadly..."
He immediately changed his words with some guilt.
“It shouldn’t be just this, right?”
Ian didn’t care about the illegality of the things this guy was selling. He just counted the dozens of pockets he had found. The value of the stuff inside can only be said to be quite expensive.
"No, brother, if I had enough capital, I would have gone to Knockturn Alley to open a shop. Why are I still selling black goods here?" The black-robed wizard looked pitiful.
Ian is a master at pretending to be pitiful. Of course he would not believe this kind of performance.
"I used Felixir to target you!"
Ian smiled disdainfully and looked back at Aurora, "Have you boiled out your Veritaserum? Can you take some out? Give this guy a try."
Aurora nodded immediately after hearing this.
"No problem, a little bit, right?"
said.
She took out a big kettle.
“??????”
The black-robed wizard’s eyes went straight.
Nima.
You have a blessing elixir and so many veritaserums, and yet you came to rob him, a black marketeer? Could it be that the Ministry of Magic had already gotten clues that he had obtained a lot of good things? !
"I said! I said!"
The black-robed wizard saw Aurora walking over with a kettle, his expression changed drastically, and he wanted to confess, but Aurora finally had the opportunity to test the medicine, how could she let it go? Pass him.
“Gurgugu~”
The black-robed wizard was force-fed several times.
The next moment.
His mind became a little unable to move, and he couldn't help but want to tell all his secrets, including the fact that he once coveted his brother's wife and customized a doll toy for him.
The effect of Veritaserum is so terrifying.
This is a magic potion that makes people confess the truth. As long as you drink three drops, you will reveal your innermost secrets. However, most of the time, you need to administer the medicine when others are unprepared.
After all, some wizards will pretend that their throats are blocked, or apply magical deformation to their own throats - of course, this is not a problem in front of Aurora who is well prepared.
She injected the magic potion by inserting a large tube into the stomach of the black-robed wizard. This kind of operation was only seen when killing pigs, and even made Ian scream next to him. The real living king of hell.
"Where is your real treasure?"
What Ian cares about most is obviously not the feelings of the black-robed wizard.
"In my tooth, it has been transformed by magic. It was the tooth that was transformed by my brother. He is also a dark wizard, but he already has three shops in Knockturn Alley."
"My sister-in-law is just interested in his money. I swear, I will definitely find a way to poison him, so that I can obtain his property and become my sister-in-law's new husband."
< br>The black-robed wizard's desire to talk was immediately filled up.
"Okay, okay, we caught the wrong person!" What Ian hated most in his life was this kind of scum. He opened the black-robed wizard's mouth and pried out all his teeth.
Abandoning the dark wizard with his mouth full of blood, Ian immediately ran away with Aurora.
“No!”
The dark wizard woke up after a while and saw his toothless mouth on the ice of the lake. He hissed and cracked his lungs. howling.
"I'm going to the Wizard Shoes Association to surrender! Report on the Smooth Ministry! Report on their Hui Robe Police Team!" Having lost all his capital, the dark wizard planned to use a self-destructive method to defeat the enemy.
He has probably truly awakened.
And right now.
Ian and Aurora have finished dividing the spoils and returned to Hogwarts through the secret passage. Not only did they seize many contraband, they even received a dragon egg each.
It is the real treasure hidden in the teeth of the black-robed wizard.
Although Ian has a big bone dragon and looks down on modern hybrid dragons, he still knows the value of dragon eggs. Even such things in the black market have a price but no market.
If you take it to Hagrid.
God knows how much Hagrid will like dragon eggs and how much materials from the Forbidden Forest he will give back to the little wizard!
“The Felixir is not in vain!”
Ian is in a very happy mood.
At this time, both he and Aurora turned back into children due to the failure of the age-increasing potion.
"When will we next punish evil and promote good?" Aurora was still not satisfied with this action. She felt as if she had fallen in love with the feeling of being a "just man".
This is much more promising than being a dark wizard!
"You don't get this kind of harvest every time, but I think it would be interesting for us to rob Death Eaters during the holidays." Ian drew a pie for Aurora. Seeing that it was almost time for dinner, they finished cleaning up the spoils and prepared to go back to their respective colleges to repair.
“Where is my Christmas present?”
Ravenclaw’s knocker is really a spirit.
"Here!"
Ian was well prepared for this and put a special small crown on the door knocker. The colorful crown was quite exquisite, which made the bronze eagle head immediately start to squeak with pleasure. . This guy finally didn't embarrass Ian. After asking a simple question, he put Ian into the lounge.
“Do you know what I’m wearing on my head?”
A little wizard will come in later.
It even started to show off to the little wizards by taking the opportunity to ask questions.
Ian didn't care.
He returned to the deserted dormitory to wash up, then took out the dragon eggs and the phoenix eggs that were much smaller than the dragon eggs and placed them on the desk in the dormitory.
"I have two eggs that cannot be eaten, twelve eggs that can be eaten, and three invisible beast furs..." Ian originally just wanted to count all his assets.
However.
He was just halfway through sorting it out.
When he raised his head, he saw that his phoenix egg was glowing - strands of crimson silk threads overflowed from the phoenix egg, covering the giant dragon egg like a big net.
The color on the surface of the giant dragon egg is getting lighter, and the color of the phoenix egg has also begun to change, gradually transforming from deep red to a deep black purple.
“Can my eggs hatch!?”
Ian quickly placed all the eggs in front of the phoenix egg.
The next moment.
Phoenix eggs are welcome to all comers.
Structural threads wrapped around all the eggs.
Vital.
Flying through these eggs...
(End of this chapter)