Chapter 158 Chapter 157: The train home and the wanderer returning from afar
The Defense Against the Dark Arts exam led by Principal Albus Dumbledore is a bit too strange. What is intriguing is that the Defense Against the Dark Arts exams of other young wizards are definitely not this psychological test form.
This can be discerned from the small talk that other young wizards whispered to their friends when they walked out of this classroom. Albus Dumbledore generally talked about the contents of the Defense Against the Dark Arts exams of other young wizards. A test of magical skills related to Defense Against the Dark Arts.
This is true for several grades.
There are many test takers.
The only test content that only Ian received was a psychological test form. Ian guessed that Albus Dumbledore probably felt that he practiced dark magic too frequently every day, so he was worried that his mind would be eroded by dark magic, so he wanted to use this test to understand his psychology. Condition.
Ian is not surprised as to why Albus Dumbledore knows how many times he practices magic every day. After all, Albus Dumbledore has demonstrated his ability to predict the future at Hogwarts more than once. , Ian guessed that this was probably related to Albus Dumbledore's authority as headmaster.
In any case, the old principal's worry is indeed not unreasonable. If it were other people practicing black magic so frequently, I'm afraid they would be as crazy as having no nose in a few months.
But Ian is slightly different.
"Black magic doesn't seem to have any corrosive effect on me." Ian didn't know the reason for this. He had never felt the slightest influence from the side effects of magic.
Aurora's comment on this was that Ian might be too dark to be darker anymore. Ian did not agree with this obviously misunderstood view from the bottom of his heart. He felt that he was one of those wizards with the essence of "truth, goodness and beauty", and it was his pure heart that prevented him from being tainted by evil.
While answering the questions on the psychological test form, Ian told Albus Dumbledore his opinion. Albus Dumbledore was obviously more generous than Aurora.
"It is indeed possible."
Albus Dumbledore calmed Ian down with a smile. No one knows the judgment that is going on in his mind. The person who is most difficult for the young wizard to discern his emotions and thoughts is the old principal.
"This test sheet will give us the answer."
Albus Dumbledore seems to be very concerned about Ian's psychological test scores, but even a wise man like him may not have expected that the psychological test results are meaningless to Ian.
A full level six of [Psychology Mastery] allows Ian to think about the analytical angle behind each question, thereby finding answers that can turn him into a "truthful, kind and beautiful" little wizard.
Similar forms.
He had already studied many types of test forms before he entered school, all for the purpose of proficiency in [Psychology Mastery], although this form was very different from the test forms he studied in the Muggle world. place, but there is not much difference in the logic behind it. After all, there is not much difference in thinking between wizards and Muggles.
"It's done!"
After Ian stopped writing, he handed the psychological test form back to Albus Dumbledore. He felt that the old headmaster must have never expected that he was a hexagonal warrior with no shortcomings in all aspects.
A mere psychological test.
He said anything to let Albus Dumbledore see a "Mother"-level child who was rare to see in a century.
"Very good."
Albus Dumbledore nodded slightly and did not correct or check Ian's psychological test form. He directly signaled that Ian could leave the slightly empty examination room.
"Won't you give me a score on the spot?" Ian was not worried that he would be found "cheating", he was just impatient and hoped to know his test results as soon as possible.
"Actually, this test will not affect your final grade. Your practical exam already gave us the most satisfactory answer sheet half a semester ago."
Albus Dumbledore was still smiling.
"Huh?"
Ian was slightly startled, "You mean about Professor Quirrell?"
The only thing he could think of related to the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam half a semester ago was the battle with Senior Tom that was witnessed by Albus Dumbledore.
"That's right." Albus Dumbledore confirmed Ian's guess with a soft tone, "Although few people know that you have defeated the most powerful dark wizard in this century, I and our defense against dark magic The professors are all in the know, and we all agree that no one would have handled the situation better than you.”
"No other test content can better prove your achievements in the Defense Against the Dark Arts course than that battle, so of course your results will be the answer you expect."
Albus Dumbledore's voice was unhurried and reasonable, and he was able to brush off his nose without any damage. Such a record was indeed a ceiling-level defense against dark magic. If it weren't for the level that he could kill Voldemort instantly, Ian's record would have been the best result in the encounter.
"Then you also told me that this psychological test form is my final assessment?" Ian thought of the scene when he first entered the door and asked Albus Dumbledore about the test content.
He could clearly remember how Albus Dumbledore responded to him.
"Hahahaha, it's obvious that you have been fooled by me." Albus Dumbledore's smiling expression was a bit cunning, and his cunning eyes made the little wizard feel the trick from Old Den.
"So, this is your prank?"
Ian felt that things might not be as simple as he thought.
"No, no, no, given that the magic you have learned this semester is more dangerous than the last, I do think it is necessary to regularly check whether you are affected by black magic."
"This is my duty as the headmaster, isn't it?" Albus Dumbledore blinked at Ian. His actions really made the little wizard feel helpless.
"Okay."
Ian sighed heavily, stood up, bowed and exited the empty examination room. Outside the examination room, many pairs of eyes were nervously watching the expression on his face.
These little wizards seemed to be trying to figure out the difficulty of the exam from Ian's expression.
"Little professor, I heard that the test content is for us to fight against a giant dragon. Is it true?"
"If it were a giant dragon, I would be doomed! I haven't even practiced the simplest disruptive magic spell of flocks of birds. When I reviewed it this morning, I just summoned a group of flightless dodos."< br>
"Didn't you all see it? Sitting inside is our principal, Mr. Albus Dumbledore! The content of the exam is very obvious... We must resist the temptation of the succubus!"
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I don’t know how long the rumors about Albus Dumbledore being a succubus will continue. After Ian walked out of the examination room, he was surrounded by a group of familiar young wizards who began to inquire about him. After all, this scene made Ian a little embarrassed. He really didn't know what types of assessments other young wizards would conduct.
"Actually, don't be nervous. This year's exam is relatively easy." Ian gave a vague answer. Even if other little wizards found it difficult, they would never doubt his statement.
After all, everyone knows that Ian's control over magic is far greater than that of other students of his age, so of course test questions that are easy for Ian may be very difficult for other candidates.
And if the content of the exam is indeed simple, Ian can still say that he is thinking from the perspective of others, and his answer can be justified no matter what the final situation is.
"I'm so smart!" After dealing with a circle of little wizards around him, Ian, who had completed all the exams, originally planned to go back to the Room of Requirement to rest.
As he walked toward the stairs, he saw second-year students George and Fred. The two Gryffindor twins looked dejected after taking their exams.
That sad look on his face, as if the Galleons had been stolen.
"What's wrong with you? Didn't you do well in the exam?"
Ian has the same bad taste as other Ravenclaw students, and he likes to care about other students' grades at the end of the semester, knowingly.
"It's not so much that we didn't do well in the exam, it's better to say that the sky fell. We were caught cheating by Professor McGonagall." Fred sighed heavily with a hint of regret in his tone.
He was obviously not regretting his performance, but regretting that his cheating methods had not been successful.
"It's all your fault, Fred. I told you that we have to study hard for three days, no, two days before the exam. You have to tell me that your cheating ideas are impeccable!"
George, who was equally depressed, began to blame others.
"So? Didn't you also exclaim at that time that my idea was a good idea and we will go down in history?" Fred immediately fought back not to be outdone.
The two brothers like to quarrel with each other.
"What the heck! Who would have thought that your idea looks good, but is actually terrible! Not only did you not grab the market share of the little devil in front of us, but it also turned us all into clowns!"
George angrily scolded his twin brother.
"Didn't you sell more than ten copies of your cheating suit? It should be pretty good." Ian felt secretly happy, but on the surface he still said some "comforting" words.
"Nice fart!"
George took out a small ant from his ear. If you look closely, you can see that it is not a living thing, but has a plastic-like texture.
"The answering assistant can only answer questions that we already know the answer to. It's really terrible. I already know the answer, so what kind of answering assistant do I need to help me?"
"Not only was it not possible for me to get good grades, but Professor McGonagall caught me cheating for a whole morning and made me stand in the exam room for a whole morning!"
"Ian, do you know what it feels like to have ants crawling in your ears and a immobilization spell being placed on me so I can't scratch them? If I could, I'd rather dance ballet with the dementors in Azkaban!"
George's frustration and depression are easy to understand. It is obvious that Professor McGonagall's method of dealing with cheaters is different from Professor Filius Flivi's method of dealing with cheaters.
certainly.
The punishment methods of both are quite memorable for cheaters.
"The main reason is that I am too pressed for time... I was not able to finally debug these answering assistants. Next year, next year I will definitely be able to solve the problems in the answering assistants."
"When the time comes, let's just put it in our heads. Professor McGonagall will definitely not be able to catch us." Fred's tone was filled with obvious guilt.
His improvement ideas made Ian's scalp tingle.
"Stupid answering assistant! Let it go to hell! I have to come up with ideas next year!" George directly threw the little ant back to Fred and asked for the creative rights in an angry tone.
"Okay, okay, we still have to think about how to deal with this year's practical exam." Fred rationally chose to give in.
"Can you tell us what the second grade Defense Against the Dark Arts test is about?" George saw the direction Ian was walking in and quickly asked Ian about the test questions. There is almost only one professor for each course at Hogwarts, so there is no difference between the place where everyone takes the exam and the professor in charge of the exam.
"I'm only in the first grade, how can I know the contents of the second grade?" Ian rolled his eyes. He felt that the two brothers were obviously sick and rushed to the doctor.
"What if you peeked?"
George asked reluctantly.
"Ian is right, George. He is just a first-year student. Not to mention that it is impossible for him to know. I don't think even the students who have finished the exam can give us the answer. Every year, the professors prepare several kinds of As for the exam content, God knows whether we will encounter difficult questions or easy questions.”
Although Fred was only one grade higher than Ian, he knew more about the final exams than most third- and fourth-grade wizards. Perhaps this is related to the fact that he was developing cheating methods this year, so he collected a lot of information related to the exam.
"It would be nice if we could conjure up a few big dung eggs."
George sighed.
"Maybe we can pretend to be sick, and then we won't have to face that scary Defense Against the Dark Arts professor." Fred came up with an idea that made George's eyes light up.
Apparently they didn't know that the head of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class had been replaced by the old principal.
Ian didn't intend to correct the two people's views, because he suddenly had an idea and planned to sell his works to the two twins, which were quite useful in this kind of situation.
"Want some quick-acting truant candies? They are the latest product I have researched." It can only be said that Ian's face is indeed thicker than when he first started school.
What he pirated in this work was actually a clever idea that the two twins had not yet come up with.
"Quick-acting truant candy? The name sounds great!" George was immediately attracted by Ian's sales pitch. He watched eagerly as Ian took out a handful of candies.
There are soft candies, hard candies, and even bubble gum types. Ian tried his best to satisfy the preferences of all little wizards, which is also an essential detail in marketing.
Of course, while these candies are different, at their most essential structure they are all of the same structure - one of the distinguishing features of the quick-acting candies is that they usually come in two different colours.
The two colored candy parts have different functions: one part is used to induce the "sick" effect, and the other part is used to cancel this effect.
As for the specific color, it continues to be classified by the disease it is intended to cause. Tutu candy may be a combination of purple and orange, and nosebleed nougat may contain a combination of red and another color.
"Oh! God! You are simply a genius! I am convinced that I lost to you before! You are the most powerful inventor in Hogwarts!" Freder looked at the candy in his hand with a shocked expression. He was deeply impressed by the effect and creativity of this candy. He never imagined that such a practical prank product could exist.
"Look at others! Fred! Why can't you come up with such an idea!" George even began to criticize his twin brothers.
"If Ian hadn't invented it, how do you know I wouldn't have thought of such an idea in a few years!" Fred immediately and subconsciously replied to George.
He obviously didn't know that he had revealed certain things, and he still lamented to the little wizard with an envious look on his face, "Why don't I have a brain as useful as yours!"
Even so, Ian felt a little embarrassed.
"Believe me, this kind of chocolate candy is the best for a big occasion like an exam." Ian quickly picked up a green and blue chocolate candy from a pile of candies.
He also had his own creativity incorporated into it. As for stealing the twins' works in advance...how can I put it? How can the "prophet" thing be considered despicable?
"What effect does it have?"
"Can you make us vomit blood? It's best to vomit dozens of kilograms!"
George and Fred looked at the chocolate candy in Ian's hand with excitement and anticipation.
"It's called a smallpox outbreak!"
Ian introduced the idea he had incorporated in a matter-of-fact manner. As the name suggests, this chocolate candy can cause the user to show all the symptoms of a high-level infection with the smallpox virus within thirty seconds.
"Ah? What kind of disease is this?"
Both George and Fred were a little surprised.
"Wait a minute, I think I heard my father mention it."
Fred looked like he was racking his brains trying to remember.
"Anyway, it's very powerful. It will definitely exempt you from the exam, and maybe you can go on summer vacation early." Ian put two chocolate candies into the hands of George and Fred respectively.
"How much? We are very, very poor."
George plans to bargain.
However.
The little wizard shook his head.
"I would rather you use your own skills to pay for it. In some of my alchemical research, there are some complicated basic tasks that I need someone to help me with."
Ian hopes to leave some of the work of shaping the ectomorphs of alchemical creations to the twins. This does not require much technical content, and the twins' alchemical level is far superior to that of their peers.
"You actually want us to work for you! You are such a little brat who likes to enslave people!" Fred immediately started blathering in an extremely grandiose manner.
"But he doesn't need money, Fred, this is something that doesn't cost money." George was very moved, and he also gave the reason that made Fred immediately make up his mind.
"And he also said that we have the ability! Not many people have such vision!" Obviously, being recognized is very meaningful to both George and Fred.
"You are right, we have to help this good classmate who has the same ideas as us. He may be the future of our prank world, a rising star!"
Fred changed his mind.
"So? How to say?"
Ian immediately seized the opportunity to ask.
The two brothers looked at each other. .
"Deal! Ian!"
They high-fived Ian and happily ran to the exam venue with quick-acting candies. Ian watched their figures disappear around the corner and silently took out a bunch of magic gas masks.
"Hey, maybe Aurora is right, sometimes I am really too bad." Ian thought about how the two brothers could have about three hours to spread panic after they were isolated by Madam Pomfrey.
These unsalable products should be able to be sold quickly - perhaps because he had just talked about Aurora, when Ian walked to the stairs, he saw Aurora who was carrying out a "pre-exam raid" holding a notebook.
"Are you actually nervous about exams?" Ian approached in surprise. He remembered that Aurora always looked confident during other exams.
The Germanic girl looked up at Ian after hearing this, "I heard that Dumbledore was conducting the test in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. He had threatened me before that he would embarrass me with the most difficult test items."
Aurora's tone was a bit uneasy. As Albus Dumbledore's apprentice, Albus Dumbledore would indeed have stricter requirements on her than other young wizards - to be honest, this was not the case. Ian was not surprised, he was just curious that Albus Dumbledore could threaten people.
"How did he threaten you?"
Ian looked at Aurora in surprise.
Aurora answered with a very serious expression.
"After Dumbledore visited my grandfather last night, he told me when he returned to the office to teach me magic that he would prepare a different Defense Against the Dark Arts exam question for me."
Finished.
Aurora continued to look at the notes in her hand worriedly.
"Huh?"
Ian was still waiting for the next words, but he never thought that Aurora would remain silent. He could only stretch out a hand to cover the open notebook in Aurora's hand.
"Then what? Where is the place that threatens you?"
The little wizard asked rather puzzledly.
"Huh?"
Aurora also showed a confused expression.
"Isn't this a threat?"
She recalled it and didn't miss anything.
"Huh? Did I hear something wrong?"
Ian was immediately confused.
"I've prepared a different Defense Against the Dark Arts test question for you." Aurora, probably afraid that Ian wouldn't understand, put the wand against her throat and made an old principal's old voice.
She used body transformation techniques, and her tone and tone were lifelike.
"???????"
Ian's expression made Aurora seem to realize something.
She gave a supplementary explanation, "I just understood the hidden meaning in his words. Ian, it's time for you to take some time to practice your reading comprehension skills."
"I can recommend you a few books that I have studied." The Germanic girl seemed quite enthusiastic, but her unique reading comprehension ability obviously proved that the books she read were not serious books.
"No, no, I'm fine as I am now." Ian quickly waved his hand to refuse and tried to change the subject, "Although I also want to give you some help, the content of my exam will probably not be the same as yours...Actually, Principal Dumbledore is not the kind of person who likes to make things difficult for others.”
Said.
Ian told Aurora the test items on his psychological test form.
The little Germanic girl was thoughtful after listening.
"The same thing, Ian, we need to figure out the meaning of other people's words. I think Dumbledore lied to you. There must be another meaning behind that psychological test form."
Aurora began to conduct her own analysis, "I think your psychological test form should be closely related to the test scores of all our other students."
I have to say.
Even after a whole year of friendship with Aurora, it was still difficult for Ian to understand some of Aurora's confusing remarks. Perhaps this was like how some little wizards felt when they heard his broken words.
"Why are other students involved?"
Ian acted like he was all ears.
Aurora pondered for a moment and organized her words slightly.
"We all know that the Dark Lord you are talking about can no longer achieve anything, so for Dumbledore, he only needs to prevent others from becoming the so-called third-generation Dark Lord."
"The best way to defend against the threat of black magic is to get rid of the wizards who are proficient in black magic from the source." Aurora's expression was calm and eloquent, which felt a bit preachy.
"????"
The little wizard's expression is wonderful.
The little Germanic girl seemed to "understand" that Ian had problems with reading comprehension.
"Remember when I told you that Dumbledore wanted me to supervise you? This is similar." She also thoughtfully gave Ian a summary.
"Yes, that's it. The answer is obvious. Dumbledore thinks that as long as you don't have any problems, there will definitely be no problems with everyone's dark magic defense level."
"You passed the psychological test, we all passed, but you failed the psychological test... That's a big problem. I think he will give you the harmless treatment you often mentioned." Aurora obviously has more than just feelings for Ian. Misunderstanding, she also has some prejudices against Albus Dumbledore's behavior.
Even after learning magic from Albus Dumbledore and becoming the apprentice of the greatest white wizard of this century, some of the views towards Albus Dumbledore that I had developed since childhood have not changed much.
"Do you think Principal Dumbledore will kill me as soon as he discovers that I have a mental problem?" Ian's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief on his face. With the magic in his hand that could summon [Deng Zhenli], he certainly didn't think his principal would do such a thing. He just thought Aurora's mind was a bit scary.
"Otherwise? You still don't understand our principal."
Aurora did not respond directly, but asked in an intriguing tone, "Do you think Dumbledore will be merciful when he gets rid of you as a threat?"
"I'm pretty sure he won't even mourn for you." There is a saying that this analysis from Aurora's perspective is correct. After all, judging from some of Albus Dumbledore's early experiences, the principal He does have a decisive and decisive side, but this side of Albus Dumbledore is difficult for Ian to see.
The little German girl didn't know some of the secrets between Ian and Dumbledore.
"You made me a little nervous with your blind analysis... Fortunately, I feel that there is nothing wrong with my answer sheet, otherwise I would definitely blame you for my inability to sleep tonight."
Ian patted his chest with a lingering fear.
"It seems you succeeded in cheating."
Aurora closed the notebook in her hand - she waved to Ian and walked towards the examination room. She could obviously tell when it would be her turn to take the exam.
“It’s cheating to be able to see the future.”
Ian said goodbye to his good friends, and finally walked up the stairs and returned to the Room of Requirement. Due to some unexpected incidents just now, he needed to rush to make some more limited-edition gas masks.
The rich people in Slytherin who care about their lives like this.
And just when Ian was getting up to work.
other side.
"Please come in."
The soft voice of Albus Dumbledore rang out from the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts examination room. Aurora, who pushed the door in, also ushered in her Defense Against the Dark Arts examination.
"Huh?"
As the door closed automatically, Aurora noticed something that many little wizards did not notice. There was a strange lamppost emitting hazy white light in the classroom.
"That was a necessary measure to prevent the test questions from being leaked. After all, I was very pressed for time and I was not able to prepare different practical test questions for the young wizards of several grades."
Albus Dumbledore took the initiative to answer Aurora's doubts.
Aurora mused.
"Will it make us lose the memory of the exam?"
She expressed her suspicions bluntly.
Hear the words.
Albus Dumbledore chuckled, "It seems that you still have a bad impression of me. Of course I won't modify the memories of you little wizards casually."
"This light just ensures that you will not be able to recall in detail the specific content that needs to be completed in this exam for a period of time after you leave this classroom."
The old principal also explained the function of the lamppost without hesitation.
"If you don't like it, I can turn it off. After all, you won't affect the exams of other little wizards." He waved his hand and turned off the lamppost that emitted hazy white light without waiting for Aurora to reply.
The empty classroom became the same as when Ian took the exam before.
"Do you want to test my Patronus Charm?" Aurora obviously had her own guesses and judgments about Albus Dumbledore's possible "making things difficult" for her.
"There is no rush for this magic. I think you will complete it eventually, but it still needs some precipitation." Albus Dumbledore's deep eyes could not see any waves.
"What precipitation? Happy memories?"
Aurora frowned and began to question.
"I think what you lack most is firm belief." Albus Dumbledore responded softly, and he did not give Aurora time to think about it before speaking out.
"Before we start the exam, I hope you can do one thing for me." With that, Albus Dumbledore took out a test paper from the drawer.
There are many same test papers in his drawer, but they are just copies of the same test paper.
"What happened?"
Aurora was also curious and sat down opposite Albus Dumbledore.
"Help me pick out those answers that from your point of view, you think our Mr. Prince is deviating from the facts." Albus Dumbledore gave a gentle push under Aurora's surprised gaze.
Then he pushed the test form to Aurora on the opposite side.
"Is this the psychological test form you gave Ian?" Aurora thought of the previous conversation with Ian, and couldn't help but look at the completely filled test paper with some confusion.
"He has already completed the answer sheet and asked me to revise it. What's the point?" Aurora looked at the quill that was handed over hesitantly.
"Of course it makes sense."
Albus Dumbledore looked at the corner of the desk.
I saw.
On the spacious and tidy desk, there are several identical copies, with some different outlines and circles on them, and the person who drew the circles on these copies is also marked.
William, Michael, Qiu Zhang... are all Ian's familiar friends.
"You are the last one, so when you finish revising and commenting, I can finally get the answer to this test." Albus Dumbledore's soft tone made Aurora's expression stiffen.
She couldn't help but start to doubt.
"After I walk out of this gate, can I really remember what you asked me to do?" It can only be said that when it comes to conspiracy theories, Ian is definitely not the first among Hogwarts.
"Are you born so suspicious?"
Albus Dumbledore was speechless and covered his forehead.
It was somewhat difficult for him to understand what information Grindelwald had instilled into his apprentice.
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The exams at Hogwarts ended successfully.
The end-of-year party will begin before the little wizards leave school.
This will be the last time that all the students at Hogwarts will gather together to enjoy a dinner party during this semester, so the house elves will naturally make it extra grand.
As soon as the time came, the students and professors arrived in the auditorium one after another and gathered together.
Even some senior students who usually skip dinner in order to keep in good shape also came. After all, it was the last time of this semester, and almost everyone gathered happily at this dinner.
certainly.
The adjective "almost" is used because there were indeed two people who were absent from the dinner. They were the Gryffindor twins who were rushed away for isolation in the afternoon.
Ian's works have always been honest and of excellent quality. They almost looked like real symptoms of a smallpox outbreak, frightening Albus Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey who were in charge of the examination.
Madam Pomfrey was the one who looked the most frightened. How to describe her panic, that is, Ian's gas mask also won the favor of the school doctor.
Seeing that Madam Pomfrey had bought Ian's gas mask, other students who heard that the twin brothers were infected with the "plague" naturally rushed up one after another to give Ian Galleons.
Sold out.
It's true that all the gas masks are sold out.
Even Miss Daphne Greengrass, who was extremely poor, was very desperate to buy a gas mask from Ian at a 20% discount by stalking him.
She gave up her final grades, and the meager profits she earned from taking exams for others flowed back into Ian's hands in the form of Polyjuice Potion.
This made Ian feel a little guilty. He felt like Bruce Wayne in Hogwarts, and it seemed like not a single Galleons in Hogwarts could escape his grasp.
"Hogwarts has its own Batman."
Ian always seems to find an excuse to sugarcoat his behavior.
………
The dinner party hasn't started yet.
The auditorium has been re-decorated by the house elves. The blue and gold colors that symbolize Ravenclaw have filled almost every corner of the entire auditorium. Not only were the flags and banners hung high, but even the tableware of each house was engraved with the Ravenclaw logo.
It is hard to say whether the house elves have a good relationship with Ian, so they are happy for Ian and put more thought into the decoration of the auditorium. Of course, it may also be because Ian gave the house elves a little mention when they were eating hot pot in the kitchen.
Anyway, in previous years, the decoration here would only change after the house divisions were announced. It can only be said that the changes in the layout in advance made the students of Slytherin House a little angry and afraid to speak out.
"It's just the Academy Cup!"
They comfort themselves so much.
"It seems everyone is here."
In the auditorium packed with people.
Albus Dumbledore, who was wearing a rare red robe, saw that everyone was in place. He stood up and raised his hands slightly to signal everyone to be quiet.
The authority of the old principal is still very strong.
The auditorium instantly became silent.
Everyone looked at Albus Dumbledore with respect, but Grindelwald, who was still unhappy, seemed to have been robbed of the right to take the exam, and his lips were obviously deflated.
He picked up the wine on the table and took a few sips, while Albus Dumbledore next to him seemed not to notice and began to summarize the end of the study.
"I think everyone has gone through a stressful exam and is almost starving now. But before starting the dinner, please tolerate my old man's clichés."
"Anyone who knows me well knows that I don't like to give this kind of speech, but our Professor McGonagall reminded me that if I don't say a few words at this time, everyone will probably forget that I am a principal." Without thinking, Dumbledore quoted Professor McGonagall's complaints about himself.
Suddenly there was a burst of laughter in the auditorium.
Wait until the sound gradually subsides. Albus Dumbledore continued with a gentle voice, "This year is definitely a very exciting year, both for you and for me."
"Everyone has gained more abundantly than in previous years. Your little brains must be filled with more knowledge, and a whole summer vacation should be able to digest it well."
"By the next semester, there will be more and richer knowledge that you are eager to learn, so please enjoy the happiness brought by the holiday during the holiday."
"This will be a precious memory for you, especially when you are the age of our Professor Lockhart and are troubled by all kinds of trivial matters and work."
Albus Dumbledore also teased "Lockhart" by the way. After some humorous opening remarks, he also began to conduct his annual statistical report.
"I think everyone already knows about this year's College Cup, but there is still a process to go through... Let me see, the specific scoring situation of each college should be like this."
"As expected, Gryffindor is still firmly in fourth place. I hope you can work harder next year, make fewer mistakes, and improve your score of 360 points."
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Albus Dumbledore did have feelings for Gryffindor House, so he commented a little more when he mentioned it, but he also knew that it was almost impossible for Gryffindor not to make mistakes.
The old principal didn't even say that the rankings should be improved, but only mentioned that the scores should be improved, which can be regarded as quite understanding of the habits of Gryffindor House students.
Professor McGonagall was sighing.
Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!
He wanted to glare at the two biggest cancers in the college, but he couldn't find the target. In the end, he could only silently pick up a glass of red wine on the table and drink it down in one gulp.
"Third place, Hufflepuff, 511 points, which is very good, a full 130 points more than last year. I think I have seen your efforts."
"As for second place, Slytherin, first of all, it's a pity that you failed to win the Quidditch championship, but your score of 730 points also shows your excellence."
Albus Dumbledore paused for a moment, and glanced at Professor Snape imperceptibly. Both he and he knew how much content there was in this abnormal academic score.
"Gu~"
Snape also started drinking to hide his embarrassment. Although he and Aurora disliked each other, Aurora was the most outstanding Slytherin student he had ever encountered in the past few years.
How could he let it go if he could find an opportunity to score extra points?
What a pity.
Such a huge lead still failed to allow Slytherin to continue its glory - Snape looked at his nephew fiercely. He didn't know the reason but he also realized what was playing tricks on him.
"Finally, let us congratulate Ravenclaw House. After a few years, they have returned to the position of House Cup Champions. I think this will be the best gift for this generation of Ravenclaw House graduates. "Albus Dumbledore finally announced who will win the Academy Cup.
He didn't have the nerve to read out the final score of the champion, so he deliberately omitted it. After all, he really couldn't express the score of 4,682 points.
"Win! We won!"
"The most powerful ones are indeed us!"
"All the other colleges combined don't get as much as we do! We're awesome!"
"No! The little professor should be awesome!"
……
Never mind how weird this result is.
The Ravenclaw table still erupted in cheers. Slytherin House stamped their feet angrily, but no one dared to stand up and say that anyone had falsified the results of the House Cup.
They were all a rather precocious group, well aware of the ways of the world, so even if they suspected that all the professors were helping the Ravenclaw half-breed cheat and illegally obtain scores, they did not dare to jump out and raise any questions. Maybe he looked in the direction of the teacher's chair with resentful eyes.
"Gu Gu Gu~"
"Gu Gu Gu~"
Several professors who couldn't express the pain in their hearts all used drinking gestures to cover up their helplessness. The aggrieved little wizards who knew the truth but had no way to correct it obviously couldn't understand.
"Just endure it for seven years."
More than one professor comforted himself in this way. One look at Albus Dumbledore's attitude, and they knew that even "petitioning" to the principal's office would have no effect.
"Of course, we still have some processes to go through. Just like in previous years, I still have some points to distribute. Let me take a look at the list."
Albus Dumbledore looked down at the parchment in his hand.
"First of all, it's Gryffindor..."
This is an essential bonus point every year, used to recognize those students who have outstanding achievements during their studies and have helped the school or other little wizards.
Not only for major accidents, but even if you save a classmate who is about to choke on a cherry stone, you can get praise and extra points from the principal in the semester summary at the end of the semester.
This is different from what Ian remembers.
"And there is Miss Aurora Grindelwald. She used her superb magic to save seven reckless and impulsive young wizards during the accident that night with the Ash Snake."
"This help to my companions and this kind and brave behavior are worthy of my adding fifty points to Slytherin House." Albus Dumbledore's tone was full of encouragement.
But Aurora, who was sitting on the Slytherin table, frowned and showed no reaction to the compliments and congratulations from other students around her. She was trying to be more serious about Albus Dumbledore's words.
"I'm just helping my classmates. I don't want their blood to splatter on my clothes. It will be troublesome to wash clothes." Other little wizards probably couldn't understand the thinking behind this statement.
They thought Aurora was being arrogant... In fact, it was probably just stating the facts. In any case, Albus Dumbledore also gave her points.
I don’t know if he wants to help Aurora go on the right path.
"Finally, there is our Mr. Ian Prince. With his wisdom and bravery, he risked his life to find the dark wizard who had sneaked into the school."
"Facing the powerful dark wizard, he showed his decision-making and rationality, and successfully stopped the evil plan attempted by the dark wizard before the situation got further out of control."
"This is an honor and achievement that I have never seen in my coaching career. He not only saved all of us, but also avenged our poor Professor Quirrell."
To be honest, Albus Dumbledore made Ian feel for the first time that he really understood the art of language. There was not a single falsehood, but he beautified Ian in many aspects.
Killing Voldemort can indeed be regarded as revenge for Quirrell. He even beautified Professor Quirrell's "sacrifice"... This is probably the final determination of Quirrell's death by him and the Ministry of Magic.
"It's really a bargain for Quirrell." Ian guessed that Voldemort's affairs may not have been revealed, or the Ministry of Magic did not want to admit the fact that Voldemort was still alive, so he came up with a dark wizard to sneak into the Hall. Gwartz killed the professor, and then was stopped and solved by the students.
Just when Ian was trying to figure out his "ideal".
Albus Dumbledore, who paused for a moment, then spoke in a loud voice.
"So, I would like to give him 100 points. This achievement deserves such recognition." After his words fell, the noisy voice in the auditorium immediately emerged.
Deafening.
"Oh! God! Why didn't you tell us this! You actually killed a dark wizard silently!" William grabbed Ian's arm with a shocked look on his face.
"He is still a terrible dark wizard who can murder a professor!" Michael added next to him, raising his voice for fear that the long tables in other colleges would not hear him.
"You are so awesome!"
"The little professor silently saved us all again! Why use it again? Don't you know that his gas mask has already saved us once!"
"Yes, yes, two unruly Gryffindor students almost spread a terrible plague in the college! I heard that they were infected with a disease that is only spread between men and women!"
"Oh! Such kindness! Senior sister, I can only pledge myself to you! Let's fall in love! Little Ian!"
……
Cheers continued on the long table of Ravenclaw House, and even cheers rang out from Gryffindor House. They always respected and admired any brave and powerful wizard.
Even if this wizard is not from their academy.
"Just average, just average, no kindness, don't kiss me... Who poured watermelon juice on my clothes! Don't help me take off my clothes!" Even though Ian put on a gas mask for himself, he couldn't resist the enthusiasm of others.
He began to avoid sneak attacks from his seniors and even seniors, as if he were facing a formidable enemy. However, Albus Dumbledore, Grindelwald and other professors seemed to be happy to see this scene.
Now, let the party begin. ”
There was a lot of noise in the auditorium.
The awarding of the Academy Cup champions without any suspense was finally over. When Ian started to be chased around the auditorium by a group of people, Albus Dumbledore announced the start of the dinner.
Countless different and rich foods appeared on the dining table. The dazzling array of food and hunger finally diverted energy away from a group of classmates who were chasing Ian.
The senior students also proved with practical actions that their "like" for Ian was not worth their love for food, and everyone began to feast on the long tables in their respective colleges.
Ian also fled to the long Slytherin table. Not only did he not receive resistance when he sat next to Aurora, the little witch who was originally sitting in this position even hurriedly wiped the table for him before getting up - —In the eyes of these little wizards, if Ian dares to kill a dark wizard today, he might dare to kill their parents tomorrow.
Can you not be afraid?
How many adult wizards in the Slytherin pure-blood family have never been dark wizards?
"This is to build momentum for you."
Aurora began her own comments and analysis again.
"Maybe, if we don't talk about this tonight, can you pass me the grilled steak you have over there... I don't want the one you gnawed on." Ian's stomach had actually been growling for a long time.
"Your gas mask can actually stuff food into your mouth." Aurora was a little impressed by Ian's design. Ian, who was eating at this time, did not take off the gas mask on his face.
He was afraid that he would be suddenly attacked.
"Of course! This is my work! In fact, after this commotion is over, these gas masks of mine also have reserve significance. They can block the harm caused by at least five hundred kinds of vicious potions."
Ian looked like the more others bought, the more he suffered.
Maybe this kind of performance does deserve a beating, but it's still the same sentence. The goods he produces are definitely worth the money, and everyone will definitely not lose money if they buy them.
certainly.
Germanic girls sometimes look at problems from a very tricky angle.
"So, if the damage of these 500 vicious potions exceeds that, do you plan to launch an upgraded product in the future?" She sounded like she had seen through Ian's intentions.
"..."
The little wizard was speechless.
Normally, only the truth revealed would make him so embarrassed.
"Who are you going to trick with your candy next semester?" Aurora asked curiously, as if she had eaten and drank enough, supporting her face with one hand on the long table.
"How can my candy be called a scam? You used the wrong word again!" Ian corrected Aurora's words and ignored Aurora's question.
"The Gryffindor twins have been tricked by you. They are still in isolation in the school infirmary. Even if they take your antidote, Madam Pomfrey does not trust them to come to the dinner."
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Aurora used her other hand to cut off the onion rings that Ian was about to fork away.
"Their appeal is to avoid the exam. Just tell me whether their appeal has been successfully achieved!" Ian successfully blocked Aurora's mouth with a more cunning answer.
"..."
The little Germanic girl didn't know how to answer the question at once.
“And their feedback is five-star praise!”
Ian's remarks were indeed factual, and many young wizards could attest to this. After all, he was seen selling gas masks in the corridor when the twins were wrapped in a transparent container and carried away.
"Oh! He actually used us to make a second windfall!"
This was what George exclaimed at the time.
"Although we have been used, do you still remember that I just said that he is the future of the prank world. It turns out that my vision is amazing!"
This is a five star review from Fred.
Anyway, that's how Ian understood it at the time.
……
The happy hour of the dinner begins and ends.
With the arrival of a new day, the wardrobes of the little wizards were emptied, the bookshelves were emptied, and all the luggage was packed into the suitcases and sent on the Hogwarts Express by the house elves in advance.
Early morning with the first light of dawn.
It's the beginning of vacation.
The school year has passed by in a hurry, and it’s time for the little wizards to return home.
The Hogwarts Express stopped early. After the house elves put away the luggage for the little wizards, it also welcomed the passengers who needed to be escorted back on this journey.
"This train is so retro." It was Ian's first time riding the Hogwarts Express, so everything on the train was quite new to him.
The Hogwarts Express is a typical steam train with a long body and a spectacular steam chimney. The body part is composed of multiple carriages, and each carriage is closely connected to form a long train. From the appearance There is no way to tell that it is a magical alchemical creation.
certainly.
You can feel this very quickly once you step inside. The interior of the carriage is divided into multiple parts, including passenger compartments, dining cars, sleeper compartments, etc. The interior of each carriage is beautifully decorated and much more spacious than it appears from the outside. It is obvious that the Invisible Expansion Spell has been applied to the train.
"Our younger brother will enter school next year. You must also prank him once. We will make a fortune with you." George and Fred were next to Ian. They didn't care about missing the dinner due to being quarantined, and even enthusiastically tried to discuss with Ian how to prank Ron Weasley.
It's more than that.
They even have new suggestions for the quick-acting truant candy that previously had the effect of a "smallpox outbreak."
"Black Death! Let's create a wave of contagious Black Death in the school! Let our brother be the No. 0 patient!" George expressed his idea enthusiastically.
"Black Death? Let your brother be the biological mother? Don't you think your mother will beat you to death?" Ian looked at the two people sitting across from him in great surprise.
Aurora did not leave Hogwarts and did not know what to do there. In order to avoid harassment by the senior sisters, he chose to enter the same train carriage as the twins.
As all the little wizards got on the train and found their seats, there was a slight vibration, followed by a unique rhythmic sound between the wheels and the rails.
The train began its long journey.
The steam from the locomotive rose in the morning light, intertwined with the surrounding mist, and seemed to give the trip a slightly tense atmosphere.
"It's just a prank, it's not like he was infected with the real Black Death... That look on your face, hey, is there really a plague hidden in your quick-acting truant?"
George's surprised expression made Ian quite helpless.
"Of course it's just a simulated disease. I can't find the real virus even if I try."
He felt that the alchemy level of the two brothers still needed to be improved.
"That's good, that's good. After all, he is our biological brother. It would be bad if he really gets infected..." Fred recalled the uncomfortable feeling when his body showed symptoms of smallpox with a lingering fear.
"Yes, yes, we still hope to use him to conduct more prank product experiments." George's agreement made Ian swallow the words "What if I add more money" that had been on his lips.
He didn't even ask.
The twin brothers had already proven to him how unusual the level of affection between the Weasley brothers was. Of course, Ian felt that the two brothers were probably just joking. However, if there was no real life-and-death crisis involved, it would be true to say that they would use their own brothers as experimental subjects.
The Gryffindor twins are ruthless people who don't even let themselves go.
"I heard you have a younger sister?"
Ian tried to change the subject.
However.
These words immediately alerted George and Fred.
"What are you going to do! Ian! I'll tell you! Don't take advantage of our sister! You obviously have all the underage witches in the entire academy!"
Frater's eyes were very sharp.
George also had a defensive expression on his face.
"..."
Ian never expected that the two brothers would react so loudly. It was clear that when they were talking about their younger brother, the two of them seemed ready to contribute their younger brother to the cause of pranks at any time.
"I'm just asking."
Ian patted his forehead helplessly.
"It's scary to ask anyone... How about we give Ron to you? We will definitely be able to develop a transformation candy. After Ron eats the candy, he can become a little witch."
George's words are not surprising and he will never stop.
His words were immediately recognized by Fred.
"Oh! My brother has turned into a sister! It's great!"
He even clapped and cheered.
"..."
Ian regretted that he chose to stay in a box with the two brothers - he looked out the window with a strange expression and silently mourned for three seconds in his heart for Ron, who became his twin brother.
"It can be made! This kind of candy can definitely be made!"
"It's bound to be a hit!"
The two brothers were still discussing new ideas.
Ian ate breakfast in silence, admiring the beautiful scenery outside the window.
Seeing London getting closer and closer to the legendary platform nine and three-quarters, the farmlands outside the window are constantly flying back, lush trees, the occasional village flashing by, and the endless mountains in the distance , they all tell Ian that he is heading towards the world he came from.
After some time.
"Daily Prophet..." Ian still did not join the two brothers' planning and research on the transformed candy. He looked at the daily newspaper of the wizarding world that was delivered into each carriage.
The headline above is striking.
"Rising Star: The Kid Who Saved Hogwarts"
It has to be said that some of Aurora's views may not be unreasonable. The Daily Prophet, which has been controlled by Grindelwald, actually began to publicize Ian's victory over a dark wizard while at school.
The various words of praise were very gorgeous. Although they did not mention who the dark wizard was, they still described him as a powerful dark wizard who killed many adult wizards. Ian looked at the content for a moment, and his ears felt red. It can be seen that the boastful description of him in it was indeed very exaggerated.
"I heard my dad talk about this! He said you are likely to receive the Order of Merlin Level 2 for this!" George and Fred also paused their research to read the news in the newspaper.
"Is this your father's opinion?"
Ian was a little surprised. There is a saying that it is quite rare even among adult wizards to obtain the Merlin Level 2 Medal by defeating a dark wizard.
Not to mention that Ian is still an eleven-year-old child. If the Merlin Second Class Certificate is awarded to him, he will set a new age for the youngest Merlin Medal recipient, eleven years old. It is absolutely incredible, and this will definitely cause a stir and questions in the wizarding world.
For the sake of stability.
Sir Merlin would probably not make such a decision.
"It's a deal between the Ministry of Magic and Principal Dumbledore. They will recommend you to Sir Merlin. I think you must have decided on this medal."
Although George is not very old, he is obviously quite smart in some aspects. Fred beside him also nodded with a determined expression.
"To be honest, we don't know how you defeated a dark wizard now." Fred seemed to want Ian to tell the specific process of defeating the dark wizard.
"Uh."
Ian began to consider what he could and could not say.
And at this time.
"Hoo~"
suddenly.
The space fluctuated.
Dark Phoenix appeared in front of Ian. The two brothers, who were still intensely discussing the idea of transforming into candy, were suddenly startled and almost fell off their seats.
"What magical animal is this!?"
"A bird! It can actually apparate!"
Obviously.
The two people only recognized the way the black phoenix appeared, but they did not recognize that the black phoenix was a phoenix. This may be related to the fact that the appearance of the black phoenix is very different from that of a normal phoenix.
"This is my partner, it's called Anti-inflammatory." Ian introduced his Black Phoenix. For the sake of his reputation, he did not introduce the variety of Black Phoenix in detail.
There are thousands of loudmouths in Hogwarts, and George and Fred are the leaders. Ian feels that if he opens his mouth, it will be extremely difficult to explain why he has a phoenix.
"Jiejiejiejiejie~"
Dark Phoenix made a sharp cry, as if greeting the two people, but it was very perfunctory. After the cry, it dropped what it brought and got into Ian's robe.
It was a small suitcase.
Written by Albus Dumbledore.
The space inside is not large, but it is enough to hold Ian's dangerous items - such as the Dementor, a good assistant at home, and the black-robed skeleton that cannot fit in the money bag.
"What you actually raised is not an owl, but a magical animal that looks very powerful at first glance!" George sighed, and he and Fred looked at each other.
The two people began to take turns to be miserable.
"Mom and dad have to support us and our younger brothers and sisters. Life has always been very tight, so we don't even have an owl. That's why we are obsessed with making money."
"Yes, we want to help parents share the pressure." They were obviously trying to deceive the little wizard, and their purpose was probably to arouse the little wizard's sympathy.
However.
"I'm an orphan. I don't even have a parent. I've been rummaging through garbage since I was a kid." Ian had no opponent at the misfortune meeting. He ended the two brothers' misfortune with just one sentence.
There was a sudden silence in the carriage.
"Need some snacks?"
At this time.
Figures that appear in many stories about Hogwarts came to the carriage where Ian and the others were sitting. The conductor passed by pushing a trolley full of food and started to sell it enthusiastically.
The trolley pushed by the conductor is a well-designed wooden structure coated with waterproof lacquer that looks both practical and beautiful. Different magic snacks are placed on each floor of the car. These snacks are not only delicious, but also contain various wonderful magical effects, allowing the little wizards to experience the fun of magic while enjoying delicious food.
"No, thank you."
The twin brothers would always give this kind of response to the conductor. They did make a lot of money in school, but the limited money they had was almost always invested in the research of new props.
"I need some pumpkin pie and sour candy canes."
Ian bought some and shared them with the twins. He was never shy about sharing his food, and the snacks on the Hogwarts Express were not sold at exorbitant prices.
"Oh! You are so generous! We must cooperate next year! Don't engage in any competition!" George and Fred's previous misfortune may have been to bring up this topic. They didn't take much of the snacks that Ian bought. Everyone just held a pumpkin pie and ate it.
Perhaps because they didn't like to continue thinking about ideas while eating, the twin brothers also started chatting with Ian again.
"To be honest, your receiving the Order of Merlin will definitely cause a sensation next semester, but maybe your limelight will be stolen by another little wizard who will enroll next semester."
George lowered his voice with a mysterious look.
"You mean that person?"
Fred also seemed to realize something.
"Who?"
Ian asked knowingly.
He always knew how to provide emotional value to others.
"Of course it's the famous Harry Potter!! You may not know that Harry Potter defeated that terrifying mysterious man at a very young age!"
"He saved the entire wizarding world. All wizards regarded him as the savior. He was just a baby at that time. It's hard to imagine how prosperous he would be at Hogwarts!" Fred said in a tone of voice. The look of wonder showed that he was also looking forward to Harry Potter.
"His magical talent should also be very powerful, and he may become a rival in competition with you!" George even had a very firm view of Harry Potter.
but.
After he and Fred looked at each other, they stood up and put their hands on Ian's shoulders, seemingly to comfort the little wizard who might have felt a "crisis".
"However, although Harry Potter is very powerful and we like him very much, we will definitely stand on your side and help you. Who made you the first person we got to know."
"Yes, that's it. We are like-minded friends, and even Harry Potter can't change this." The twin brothers seemed to recognize Ian more.
I don’t know if it’s because of Ian’s pumpkin pie. Of course, it's also possible that what happened to them last night made them really convinced that Ian was the future of the prankster world.
"I'm very touched by your attitude, but I don't mean to compete with Harry Potter... You may not know that I don't really like to show off."
Ian's response was met with a chorus of boos from the twin brothers.
The young wizard's sincere response was obviously not believed by them.
"Anyway, the next semester will definitely be interesting." George seemed to be wishing that the Hogwarts Express would turn around and return to school to start the next semester immediately.
"Yeah, it will definitely be interesting...I'm looking forward to it too." Ian looked out the window again. The closer he got to London, the drizzle in the sky seemed to get hazier.
Not a clear sight.
It was as if the future could no longer be predicted by Ian.
As if by destiny, he started the magic journey one semester ahead of the trio, and many things seemed to have changed quietly.
They are destined to cause an unpredictable butterfly effect.
but.
"It's not necessarily a bad thing."
Ian raised his hand and gently wiped the car window glass.
The hazy scene outside seemed to become clearer under his wipe. As the train approached the platform in London, he and his twin brothers began to pack their things and headed towards the train door.
"Why don't you come to our house to play?"
George and Fred saw their parents coming to pick them up.
They turned and extended an invitation to Ian.
"There will be opportunities in the future."
Ian waved goodbye.
After the two brothers walked towards Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, he also stuffed the reluctant Dark Phoenix into the small suitcase and dragged the luggage towards the wall that connected to the Muggle train station.
One step across.
It's a different world.
The busy Muggle train station was crowded with ordinary people waiting for the train. They did not notice Ian's appearance, nor did they notice anything different about this station.
"See you next semester."
Ian looked back at the stone wall that led to the world of magic and fantasy, left the train station, and walked towards a shabby car that was already waiting here.
A white-haired lady kept looking around in front of the car.
"Long time no see, dear Dean Elena." Ian stepped forward and gave the orphanage director a hug. He seemed to feel some long-lost emotions again.
"You've grown a lot taller, little one."
Dean Elena helped Ian put the luggage into the trunk.
“The food in the school is good.”
With a smile on his face, Ian stuffed a large bag of small cakes for the old man.
"You also brought gifts for the other little guys, haha." Elena was surprised and carefully placed the small cake on the passenger seat.
"This is a gift for you, and I have prepared gifts for other people as well." Ian remembered that the director of the orphanage loved cakes the most, but he could only eat them a few times throughout the year. There are also many kind-hearted people who donate to the orphanage, but the skinny old people want to leave the limited food to the children.
"Where is the professor at your school? Didn't he say he would send you back to London?" Dean Elena touched Ian's hair and expressed her dissatisfaction with Hogwarts Academy for Gifted Youngsters.
"He left when he saw you. There were other students who asked him to escort you." Ian chose to tell a little lie to avoid Ms. Elena's unnecessary worry.
"I still can't believe that our little Ian actually went to a good school. Children from rich families in the school shouldn't bully you, right?"
Ms. Elena pushed Ian into the back seat of the car.
She also walked back to the driver's seat and started the car.
"The classmates are all very easy to get along with. There is no bullying in Hogwarts, at least I haven't seen any bullying." Ian blinked and spoke very briskly.
"That's good! This shows that your school management must be very strict."
Elena breathed a sigh of relief.
The dilapidated car drove towards home under her driving.
"You don't have to worry about my studies. I just want to know if my brothers and sisters miss me?" Ian also temporarily left everything in the magical world behind. No matter where the future goes, what should happen and what shouldn't happen has already happened.
Life must go on.
(End of chapter)