Chapter 155 Chapter 154: The end of the semester is here, the day of rebirth!
He looked like he was suffocating.
However.
The black-robed skeleton screamed for half an hour and still didn't stop breathing. Not only did its voice become weak, it became even more breathless. It was unclear what the hell it was panicking about.
There are no organs like lungs. Ian should have expected that he would not be able to strangle the black-robed skeleton to death. He just wanted to vent his inner depression and discomfort.
"Why on earth does this contract with you prevent me from entering the trance-like world..." Ian just wanted to know the answer, but he also had a premonition of the black-robed skeleton's answer.
Sure enough.
The black-robed skeleton was shaken a little dizzy. After being let go by Ian, he stood up and was still shaking. As always, he raised his hand and pointed at the empty head.
No words were spoken.
Because he looked like he was suffering from severe dizziness.
However, silence here is better than sound, and the meaning it expresses is clear to the little wizard.
"You have no brain! Why are you pretending to have a concussion!" Ian was speechless. He raised his wrist and wiped it vigorously a few times. The gradually dimming contract pattern made him feel very unsightly.
"Dizzy."
The retching movements of the black-robed skeleton are very vivid. Ian suspected that this guy was acting on him, and his acting skills were excellent, but he couldn't produce any evidence to throw it on the other person's skull.
"If you can't give me an explanation today, have you seen the big cauldron over there... Even if magic can't affect you, I will catch a hundred mice and throw you in to make soup!" Ian He really had the urge to make soup from the black-robed skeleton, and he even took out the devil's chili pepper he got from the house elves.
I don’t know if the mouse scared the black-robed skeleton, or if it was boiled in the chili soup and the skull of the black-robed skeleton was numb. It was frightened by Ian’s threat and kept retreating.
This is obviously because he didn't expect Ian to make such a threat!
It may not be human.
But the little man in front of me must be a real dog!
You can imagine such a shocking punishment method - for a moment, even though the black-robed skeleton has no facial muscles, its wildly beating soul fire can still tell how panicked it is.
"Hehehehe~"
Seeing the performance of the black-robed skeleton, the dementor who was forced to play cards by the black-robed skeleton was already hiding in the corner and giggling, and the laughter like a crying baby echoed in the room.
Not in the underworld.
"I...smuggled...the blacklist...I have to wait for it to be reset." Probably unable to withstand the psychological pressure given by Ian, the black-robed skeleton finally spoke with the utmost care after holding back for a long time. I don't know if it's really because of this, or if it's following the little wizard's previous scolding to find an excuse to stabilize the little wizard first.
"Waiting for reset? How long to wait?"
Ian quickly asked, he could only be a dead horse and become a live doctor. This was related to his golden finger ability, so he couldn't help but be careless and nervous about this kind of thing.
"A little while."
The black-robed skeleton answered honestly, not daring to mention anything that it had no idea about. It was obviously not as clueless as it told Ian.
"How long is a short while? I want a specific time, how many hours? How many days?" Ian's eyes were unkind, but the black-robed skeleton didn't seem to understand his words.
"A little while, just a little while... The red moon needs to rise forty-nine times. This is the time for the bad guy to reset the blacklist of that land."
The black-robed skeleton seemed to be looking for the location of the Black Phoenix, but at this time it was already the time for the Black Phoenix to go out, and it was not able to find the Black Phoenix in the Room of Requirement - it was difficult for Ian to summon it back, and only Schrödinger knew now At this time, is Dark Phoenix in a trance or is he bullying the purebred Phoenix Fox?
"Forty-nine days?"
Ian sighed heavily helplessly.
One thing to say.
It is indeed a bit hurt for Ian not to enter the trance dreamland, not only because he cannot give the magic mirror to Teacher Morgan, but also because he will lack some opportunities to learn magic from Teacher Morgan.
Although Ian has the binding between the Patronus Charm and Ariana, it is extremely troublesome for Ariana to send messages through it. After all, the flow of time between the human world and the trance is very uncertain.
Sometimes seven days have passed in the human world, and several months have passed in the dreamland. Sometimes a few minutes have passed in the dreamland, and several hours have passed in the human world.
There is no exact and stable time flow rate ratio, which is why Ian rarely uses this method of communication. At most, he will use it in emergencies.
Such as now.
"Call the gods to protect you!"
Ian took out his wand and cast the Patronus Charm, and thousands of silver threads emerged, weaving into a beautiful girl in front of him.
Just like Albus Dumbledore's judgment when he was in the time loop before, Ian's summoning Ariana in the serious human world is indeed more burdensome.
According to his magic power, which has already surpassed the limit of the human world, it can only be maintained for about eight minutes. After he is done, his magic power will be as weak as if he had stayed up all night.
"Ian, have you met the evil wizard again?" Ariana, who was projected into the human world, looked around and fixed her eyes on the skeleton wrapped in a black robe.
Several kitchen tools in her hand were actually projected together.
"Not an evil wizard, but worse than an evil wizard. This guy is a shady person in the twilight world. He has now blackened my "credit" in the trance world!"
Ian was talking again with nouns that Ariana couldn't understand.
but.
Girls are used to it.
"You're talking about credibility, right?"
She tried hard to figure out the meaning of Ian's words, but she still felt a little confused. That's right, after all Ariana had never been exposed to any magic either during her lifetime or after her death.
I haven't even gone to a Muggle school, so I naturally understand Ian's metaphor very well.
"Almost, that's what it means, because this guy relies on me like a cowhide plaster, and now I am temporarily refused entry to the trance."
"I want to ask you to help me ask Teacher Morgan to see if she can help me find out what the situation is." With that, Ian stuffed a small note into Ariana's hand.
It is a copy of the contract established by Ian and the black-robed skeleton.
"It's best to help me analyze what this contract is." Ian felt that in addition to referring to Nick Flamel's opinions, he should also refer to his teacher's opinions.
"Okay."
Ariana blinked and nodded in agreement.
"Please."
Ian stuffed another large box of chocolates and candies into the girl's hands. He has made similar attempts before. With the help of the patron saint, he can also realize the transfer of items between the trance and reality.
certainly.
This kind of express delivery is not without cost. It will greatly affect the activity of magic power in the body in a short period of time. Now Ian can only use this method to deliver some things without magical effects.
"No problem, I just want to send some fruit to Miss Morgan, and now I can share some delicious candies with her." Ariana was very happy after getting her "reward".
She waved to Ian with a smile on her face, and got into Ian's wand. Seeing that Ariana could still successfully bring her things back to the trance, Ian couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. , it seems that he has not been too deeply implicated by the black-robed skeleton.
This performance of still being able to pass things clearly shows that Ian is not on the so-called blacklist. The only guys who are really on the blacklist are probably the skeletons in black robes. The little wizard was only affected by the "credit investigation" problem of the black-robed skeleton because the tangled illusion rejected the black-robed skeleton.
"I'm so impressed with you, you idiot!" Ian originally wanted to raise his hand and give the black-robed skeleton a blow to his head. However, the black-robed skeleton was so clever that he hid far away in advance.
It's really far.
Under Ian's dumbfounded gaze, it opened the Dementor's mouth and went straight in, leaving only one head stuck in the Dementor's mouth looking straight out.
To be precise, he was looking directly at Ian.
It seemed as if Ian just wanted to be close.
It immediately looked like it was drilling deep into the Dementor's mouth. The dementor was so frightened that he wanted to pull his mouth open, but no matter how hard he pressed, he couldn't press the black-robed skeleton in.
The dementors started running around all over the ground in a hurry.
"A border collie and a husky." Ian felt a sense of déjà vu as if he were raising a dog. He patted his forehead speechlessly and returned to the big soft bed.
This bed is indeed very comfortable to sleep on. The bed frame is carefully made of high-quality logs. The lines are smooth and elegant, which is both stable and natural. The mattress adopts a multi-layer design, and the bottom layer is a high-density spring system, which provides a perfect With excellent support, you can feel balanced support no matter what sleeping position.
Normally.
Ian could almost fall asleep in such a bed, but now he was in a really bad mood. After getting into bed, he tossed and turned for a while without falling asleep.
"Try again~"
Unwilling to give up, Ian took out another bottle of life and death water.
I covered my head and took two mouthfuls.
He immediately rolled his eyes and fell down on the bed. However, although Ian's attack was ruthless enough, he still could not rely on this ruthlessness to enter the trance.
It's still a dream.
But the whip-wielding witch Morgan is gone. Then it became even more ridiculous.
"Master, when you wake up, it's time to continue on the road." Aurora, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks and a face full of fur, was carrying a stick, just like a female monkey with delicate features.
"Wukong?"
Ian really couldn't understand why he kept having these strange dreams. This time he drank the water of life and death, and it was impossible to exit this absurd dream early.
The little wizard could only hold up his cassock and stand up.
"Yes, Master, if I don't go for alms, I'm going to starve to death." My good roommate Michael became Zhu Bajie this time, and his Spanish black pig-like skin looked like it was both Chinese and Western.
"Wait while I clean up the trash."
William, dressed as a sand monk, talked about garbage sorting in the deep mountains and old forests. Ian looked at his white dragon horse. Good guy, there was no horse, only a dragon.
It was the pure-blooded dragon that was kept captive outside the castle by Teacher Morgan.
"I'm not going to learn any lessons today! I'm going to fight the Bone Demon today!" Ian has professionally practiced the skills related to dream control, so he refreshed a black-robed skeleton not far away that made him hate him and grit his teeth.
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"You...cheated!"
Unexpected.
The black-robed skeleton that was refreshed showed a confused expression at first.
Then he screamed in a hoarse voice.
"Huh?"
Ian raised his hand and looked at the contract on his wrist.
He found some highlights.
"High magic resistance? Are you the only one with high magic resistance?"
The little wizard's expression gradually became ferocious.
……
Time flies.
Time passes day by day.
Ian has never given up studying the contract on his wrist, trying to find a way to return to the trance dreamland in advance. However, even though he spent his Easter vacation on research, he still failed to find this little-known method. knowledge, time flies and comes a few months later.
"You liar! Forty-nine days have passed long ago!" Ian learned to deal with the black-robed skeleton in his dreams, so the black-robed skeleton is much more honest now than before.
"It's the forty-nine times, the rise and fall of the blood moon."
The black-robed skeleton backed away timidly and corrected Ian in an aggrieved voice.
"..."
Faced with the words of the black-robed skeleton, Ian could only kick him speechlessly. However, even though it was a flying kick, he only kicked the black-robed skeleton's knees due to the black-robed skeleton's flexible dodging. .
"Get down here!"
Ian looked up at the black-robed skeleton that had jumped up to the ceiling and hung upside down like Spider-Man, ignoring gravity. He couldn't help but get so angry that he started throwing rotten eggs.
How to put it, no matter how Ian forced the black-robed skeleton, the black-robed skeleton seemed to really not know how long the rise and fall of the forty-nine blood moons represented.
"Gulu gulu gulu~"
Ian pressed the black-robed skeleton into the cauldron but could not get the black-robed skeleton to tell the truth. He looked at the skeleton that had been dyed from white to chili pepper color and finally believed that the other party really didn't know.
This matter is indeed unsolvable.
Even if Ian asked Albus Dumbledore for help, there was still no result.
"Maybe all you need now is patience."
Albus Dumbledore, who was found by Ian, didn't know which timeline he came from. His smile was kind and his voice was unhurried, which made Ian feel a little relieved.
"What you said is the same as what my other teacher said in the Twisted Illusion." The young wizard sighed, and couldn't help but be curious about why Albus Dumbledore was so sure.
"Have you experienced that future?"
Ian's questioning only received Albus Dumbledore's silent smile.
He knows.
This is Albus Dumbledore's way of avoiding time deviation - Ian has met this headmaster more than once in the past few months, but he has never been able to figure out the Albus Dumbledore he met. Which period did he come from? He felt that if things continued like this, Albus Dumbledore might not become the spokesperson for time travel.
Faced with this kind of complaint from Ian.
"I'm trying to embark on this path, and my research has indeed allowed me to see the possibility." Albus Dumbledore's answer made people feel a bit frightened.
Before Ian could think about it carefully.
"Relax a little and give yourself some time to rest. I think you don't want to miss the last event at the end of the first semester."
Albus Dumbledore persuaded the young wizard again.
Yes.
Being tricked by the black-robed skeleton would ruin the entire second half of the semester. Now, the end of the term is here, and it’s almost time for the little wizards to go home and enjoy their vacation.
"Hey, okay, thank you, Professor, I'll go back and water the flowers first." Ian watched as Albus Dumbledore disappeared without a trace after walking around a corner.
He also returned to the Room of Requirement.
now.
After these days of interrogating the black-robed skeletons, he unlocked a new way of cultivating flowers and plants, which was to use the soup boiled by the black-robed skeletons to cool down before watering them.
certainly.
Can't add chili pepper.
It's pure craft bone soup, and I don't know what's brewed in it. It can actually accelerate the growth and development of plants. The biting cabbage he cultivated before was bigger than a lion.
It is also very powerful.
Professor Pomona Sprout was chased all over the school, and that little Hufflepuff witch, with her eyes shining brightly, had a discussion about seed cultivation with Ian on a dark and windy night. trade.
The process and results are unknown to anyone.
But the little Hufflepuff witch gave Ian five-star reviews when she saw people in school. To be honest, Ian made the black-robed skull soup not to cultivate biting cabbage.
"Wow, wow~"
He was after the seeds brought out from the mysterious tower.
now.
Several months passed.
Emerald green shoots have already broken out of the ground. A little bit of starlight surrounds this green bud, like stars. It looks very mysterious and powerful just because of its appearance.
"Tell me, does this count as indulging in sexual pleasure for you?"
Ian's bath water is the bath water of the black-robed skeleton.
He watched the white flowers of water gradually sink into the soil.
The sudden and unexpected ideas are still so unexpected.
"World Tree, World Tree, World Tree~"
Just a touch of green sprout.
But it already possesses the magic of babbling.
It simulates the human voice through tremors.
It was a repetition of the words that Ian had been muttering every day while watering. I don't know if it's because the water that watered it has turned into bone soup recently, but Ian found that the surface of the green sprout gradually had some lines like white bones.
"This style of painting...don't let me go astray again."
The little wizard was really worried.
The configuration around him now is enough for the underworld.
(End of chapter)