Chapter 161160: Daily life and compensation
Hermione, one of the three people in charge of combat, left with Mr. Granger.
She might not have any intersection with Ian during the next vacation. It seemed that nothing had changed, but Ian knew that many things had changed dramatically.
certainly.
It’s definitely difficult to be specific from the surface
The orphanage returned to its former life, which was not much different from what Ian remembered - because of Mr. Granger's donation, the orphanage had a generous amount of funds, and the happy Ms. Elena arranged dinner for everyone. A wave of extra meals were served, which also allowed Ian to enjoy a long-lost pleasure.
[Successful slaughter of a duck, anatomy proficiency +1]
[Successful slaughter of a chicken, anatomical biological proficiency +1]
[Successful slaughter of a duck, anatomy proficiency +1]
……
【Biological Anatomy】
This is a skill that it is difficult for Ian to gain proficiency in school. After all, even if Ian has defeated some enemies, he cannot dissect the enemies like killing chickens and ducks.
Only by thoroughly decomposing living things like a butcher can Ian gain proficiency from the act of dissection, and poultry such as chickens and ducks will always gain only a little proficiency.
It is definitely the most difficult skill to improve, otherwise Ian would not have upgraded it to level five after so many years. Moreover, although Ian has obtained the extraordinary characteristic [Butcher Instinct] of the [Biological Anatomy] skill, for For a wizard like Ian, the scenarios it can be used in are quite limited.
After all, wizards rarely engage in close combat with enemies. [Butcher Instinct] is also useful in the living dismemberment spell taught by Grindelwald, which allows Ian to dismember the enemy in more detail without killing the enemy.
Most people would not use the dismemberment spell without torturing others, and it was certainly unlikely that Ian would need to torture anyone while studying at Hogwarts.
In front of most young wizards, Ian only needs to glare at them, and the other party will immediately give in. It is impossible for Ian to use the living dismemberment spell. Because of this, the [Biological Anatomy] skill that had been upgraded for nearly a year had been stagnant, and Ian could only resume practice after returning to the orphanage.
certainly.
Although the little wizard does not eat people, he still enjoys practicing this skill. In addition to the familiar feeling, another important point is also because of his premonition.
"My sixth sense has always been very strong. This skill has not yet awakened its legendary characteristics. It will definitely be of great help to me in the field of biological alchemy."
Yes, this is Ian’s sixth sense. If we have to find a field related to anatomy in the field of magic, then it must be the all-encompassing alchemy.
Bioalchemy is a sensitive alchemy category that wizards rarely mention, but Ian doesn't feel there is any taboo on it. He has always respected evil people but no evil knowledge.
"Knowledge in the field of bio-alchemy can also help wizards brew potions. Each field of magic is connected. It is not without reason that the entry threshold for alchemy requires all subjects to be involved.
"In fact, the same is true when making potions. If they don't even understand the specific structure of a creature, how can potions masters create potions that are helpful to this creature?" This is Ian When he was slaughtering the chickens and ducks purchased from the orphanage, he explained the truth to Lupine who came to the kitchen and wanted to do something.
"So, this is why even though I rejected you, you still wanted to do evil to me after you went back last night?" Lu Ping's expression was quite strange.
He found Ian's diary from last night while helping the children clean Ian's room. Of course, it was said to be a diary, but it was actually just a new notebook with only one page of content. Lu Ping even suspected that this was something the little wizard deliberately wrote and put in the dormitory for him to see.
"Then are you excited?"
The little wizard laughed and chopped off the head of the chicken in his hand. Then, under Lupine's dumbfounded gaze, he quickly dismembered the chicken before it was still struggling to die after bleeding out.
Chicken wings, chicken breasts, chicken skeletons, chicken feet, chicken legs... and even the internal organs that were not damaged at all and were even twitching, everything happened in just a few dozen seconds. To be honest, seeing the speed that even a professional butcher could achieve, it was really hard for Lupine to imagine how many chickens Ian had killed before.
"If you mean, you only used 60 words to tell me your ideas for improving research on wolfsbane potion, and then used 4,000 words to threaten me that if I didn't agree, you would transform me into some kind of sewer behemoth. , I think I have reported your threat to Dumbledore."
Lupine stared expressionlessly at the little wizard not far away. He was responsible for collecting duck down and chicken feathers. After these by-products were properly processed, they would be made into useful daily necessities by Ms. Elena, who knew a little bit about everything. Especially for duck down, the price of down jackets is not low here in the UK.
Collecting some duck down on weekdays and making your own down jackets for children is the best preparation for winter.
"That's not a behemoth in the sewers, it's Warwick, the Raging Beast of Zaun. His body underwent painful experiments and mutated. It incorporated sophisticated fluid storage tanks and medicine pumps, and was able to inject alchemy into his veins." Synthetic anger hormones, which will increase his ability to hunt evil criminals."
Ian corrected Lupine's title.
"No matter what new name you give me, it doesn't change the fact that you threatened to turn me into a biological weapon. I think I already know why Dumbledore wanted me to keep an eye on you." Lupin's His expression was very helpless, and it was difficult for him to evaluate Ian's whimsical and creepy imagination.
"You are talking nonsense again. I clearly just wrote a fantasy essay of my own in my diary. It was you who peeked into my diary and connected yourself with my essay. Who knows? I won’t tell you what’s more despicable.” After finishing all the ingredients, Ian went to wash his hands.
"Oh, the essay will put my face on your "werewolf"?" Lu Ping was unmoved. He felt that there was not a word of truth in the little wizard's mouth.
"I don't know any other werewolves."
Ian is very confident.
"You have to thank me for being a werewolf with a good temper. If other werewolves see your so-called essay, I think they will definitely not need to inject any of your fantasy potions when they tear you apart." Lu Ping looked at It seemed to be mocking Ian, but in fact it was a reminder to the little wizard in front of him.
He felt that Ian was not a bad person, that is, a child with more bad ideas. After all, how bad can a little wizard be who can take care of a group of younger brothers and sisters?
"This is a provocation that I am happy to see."
Ian chuckled disapprovingly, and then looked in the direction of the door with a sly look - Aunt Marilyn, who was responsible for cooking, was still out shopping for supplies and had not returned.
This immediately made the little wizard's eyes light up. He immediately planned to seize the opportunity to show off his cooking skills, so he directly put the divided meat into the pot with cold water and started blanching it.
"Today I treat you to jelly fried chicken and vinegar-blooded duck!" Ian's cooking skills are not great but definitely not bad. He has also practiced in the elf kitchen at Hogwarts. Level 3 [Culinary Skills] is not Ian's pinnacle, but his creativity is needless to say. The house elves were full of tears when they ate what he cooked.
Everyone cried because of the delicious food.
"Just hearing the name makes me want to lose weight." Lupine had some suspicion that Ian wanted to waste the ingredients, and what he saw with his eyes at this moment was probably all the evidence.
A bunch of condiments that even werewolves wouldn't eat were brought out one after another by the little wizard. Before he could stop him, Ian started cooking. In desperation, Lupine could only make small moves.
"What are you doing with your wand?"
Ian looked up and saw Lupine holding a wand in the corner.
"Regular care and maintenance, of course."
Lupine didn't change his expression and answered calmly. However, his scrawled appearance and worn-out wand suggested that his words had no credibility.
"Are you complaining again?"
Ian felt as if he had glimpsed a standard Gryffindor trait. Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Aunt Marilyn running in in a hurry.
"I knew it! I knew it! Why am I so restless before I reach the gate of the compound!" Aunt Marilyn picked up a big colander and started chasing the little wizard around the house.
"Damn!"
As he ran, Ian secretly gave a middle finger to Lupine, who was gloating about his misfortune. Lu Ping seemed not to notice, and continued to wash the duck down, playing the role of being silent, hardworking and uncomplaining.
"Little Ian! You want to secretly cook good ingredients into shit and serve it to us!" Aunt Marilyn didn't save any face for the little wizard.
There was a hint of fear in her voice.
"No, I am completely different now than before. I have studied for a whole year and practiced for a whole year. I am confident that I can make a masterpiece that surpasses General Tso's Chicken and Orange Chicken!"
Ian's protests certainly didn't win Aunt Marilyn's trust.
"You're going to school! You're not going to learn how to cook! I never heard that Hogwarts is the School of Culinary Technology you're studying in!" Aunt Marilyn immediately drove away the little wizard who had already prepared the sauce. When she went out, she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the pot was just chicken and duck meat that had been blanched with ginger and green onion.
"It's actually not difficult for me to cook. I just want to make dishes that suit Western tastes." Ian leaned against the window outside and continued to defend Aunt Marilyn.
He was indeed right. When making some common dishes, he could always make them taste better than home-cooked dishes. After all, Level 3 [Culinary Skills] is not a fake thing.
"You'd better go back to your room and learn what you need to learn. I've told you many times that the weirder the dish looks, the more delicious it will be!"
Aunt Marilyn was also tired. She had taught Ian how to cook seriously before. When she supervised him, Ian did well. However, some of the cognitive problems of this little guy could not be reversed. He was worse than the ones she had raised before. A parrot is still stubborn, and as time goes by she doesn't dare to let Ian use his skills.
"Then I'll go back to school and cook it for my classmates."
The little wizard said a few words and jumped out of the window. After hearing what he said, Lupine couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes, and silently prayed for the students of Hogwarts in his heart.
"How can such a tough guy be a Ravenclaw."
He couldn't help but raise questions in his mind that many people had.
……
Daily life in the orphanage was always so calm and peaceful, with a reassuring comfort. After playing with the children for a while, Ian returned to his room.
The dinner was as usual and delicious, but the dishes were not very innovative. Everyone had a great time eating, and Ian enjoyed the food very well except for some regrets.
Although he is no longer in Hogwarts, Ian still has another kind of small classroom during the after-dinner break - it has always been his mission to let his younger brothers and sisters learn some basic words and knowledge.
certainly.
When Ian is away, Ms. Elena will also teach the little ones with the adults in other orphanages, but their lessons are not as popular with the children as Ian is.
"Whoever can write down ten words learned today will be able to listen to me telling the story of "Resident Evil" in the evening!" Ian can always use storytelling to arouse children's interest in learning.
certainly.
Compared to the children who were happier than the other, Lupine, who was about to go back to his room and lock himself up, felt extremely complicated after hearing what the little wizard said.
He didn't know what Biohazard was, but he knew that a story with such a name was not suitable to be told to children. It might be another version of that sewer behemoth.
Lu Ping, who was guessing like this, also eavesdropped outside the door for a while. Then, he finally realized who the horror stories he had heard from the children before Ian came back came from - of course, even if he felt that Ian's stories were not suitable for children, Lupine was still Eavesdropping attentively outside.
All of a sudden.
I almost forgot about my habit of locking myself up when the time comes.
"In this way, Ian, who was forced to become the overlord of the mutant experimental body, successfully brought down the evil Umbrella Biological Corporation, and together with the goddess of revenge Alice, chose to cleanse the world of mutated monsters."
"It seems that everything will gradually return to normal. However, in order to chase and kill a strange licker, they fell into a licker cave and started the story of Ian taking his pendant Alice to travel in wonderland. .”
"If you want to know what happens next time, please peel 2 pounds of melon seeds for me tomorrow night." Of course, Ian cannot tell stories according to the script. He has always been good at adding his own ideas to the stories.
No.
In order to hear vivid and interesting stories again tomorrow night, the children all patted their chests and made promises, and Ian immediately saw the opportunity and took out a large bag of melon seeds.
"Don't peel it with your mouth!"
He also reminded all the little ones next to each other at bedtime.
Night falls.
The orphanage gradually became quiet.
Only the occasional barking of dogs in the distance broke the tranquility. A big black dog lay under a tree not far from the orphanage, warning other wild dogs that might come up to do evil things.
Facing these male wild dogs with a very English flavor.
The barking of the big black dog was quite frightening.
As mentioned before, although under the inertia of fate, the remnant soul of Voldemort was finally defeated by the magic of love, some things affected by the butterfly effect have already shifted.
……
The days are still going on.
Life is still full of vigor and vitality.
A new day.
A new beginning.
It was another trance night and he failed to successfully set foot in the trance dreamland. Ian, who got up early in the morning, seemed a little depressed. He once again wanted to take the black-robed skeleton out of the small suitcase and beat it up.
However.
The black-robed skeleton seemed to have calculated the time accurately. As soon as Ian opened the small suitcase, one of its pale skeletal hands would immediately reach out and grab the zipper to seal the box again.
He pulled away.
It closes.
He pulled away again.
It closes again. The tug-of-war lasted until breakfast time, and ended with Ian being called away by Catherine's knock on the door - Ian, who was cursing in his heart, didn't know that the black-robed skeleton unzipped his clothes and poked his head out shortly after he left. He turned his head, looked around for a while, then crawled out and got under Ian's bed.
I don’t know if it wants to jump out tonight and scare the little wizard. Anyway, after Ian came back after eating and drinking, he didn't notice anything unusual under his bed and small suitcase.
"How long will it take for me to return to the tranceland?" An extremely depressed Ian sat in front of his desk, with a lot of messy parts in front of him.
Just as the little wizard was putting it together with a sigh.
“Dong dong dong~”
There was a knock on the door outside the house.
"Come in."
Ian didn't even have to look back to figure out who it was from the footsteps and the "emotional entity" he sensed. It was the unkempt werewolf Lupine who looked like a homeless man.
"Have you finally changed your mind?"
Ian raised his eyebrows and looked back at Lupin.
"No, I will never drink any liquid you hand over, nor will I eat any food you hand over." Lu Ping still looked so vigilant and defensive.
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Judging from his behavior after breakfast that he would rather go to Diagon Alley to buy Wolfsbane potion than let the little wizard brew it for him, he was indeed very worried that Ian might use him as an experiment for the behemoth in the sewer.
"Then give me a tube of blood?"
Ian still persisted.
Lupine pretended not to hear.
"What are you doing."
He looked at Ian's desktop and abruptly changed the subject.
"Of course it is to create a great work that spans the ages." Ian lifted the basically assembled device and pressed the shutter directly in the direction of Lupin.
The sudden flash of light startled Lupine. After he came to his senses, he immediately touched his whole body and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that he had no missing arms or legs nor was he attacked by the soul.
This guy obviously has a deeper and deeper misunderstanding of Ian.
"Camera?"
He looked at the square box in Ian's hand. If he hadn't seen a photo spit out from under the square box, he would have only suspected that the square box was an urn.
"Yes, but it's just a prototype. I haven't designed the appearance yet." Ian defended his artistic talent and shook the photos spit out from the square box in his hands.
"With Magic Polaroid, you only need to buy my special potion and pour it into it, and you will be able to get photos that will move as soon as you take them. It will also save you the worry and trouble of developing photos with traditional cameras." Ian first said about his work After a heavy introduction, he immediately looked at Lupine with expectant eyes.
"There must be a market for such a camera. How much do you think you would be willing to pay to buy it?" Ian's original intention was to do some market research.
However.
His words had just come out.
The next moment he realized that he had asked the wrong person.
"I would rather save my money than buy such fancy things." Lu Ping also tried his best to think about it, and then answered an honest answer from the heart.
"Useless? All fancy? Ha! Do you know how advanced this camera is and how ahead of its time!" Ian placed the photo he took in front of Lu Ping's eyes and shook it.
"I also added a beauty function to it! Look how melancholy and handsome I made your temperament and appearance! All the witches will go crazy under my creativity!"
Ian's tone was full of certainty.
Wizards are people too.
Who wouldn’t like a better-looking version of themselves?
"Beauty?" Lu Ping looked at the photo Ian handed over with some surprise. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really wouldn't believe that the person in the photo was him.
He seemed to have understood a new term at this moment.
"You know how powerful this is."
Ian smiled and snatched the photo from Lupine's hand.
"Isn't it given to me?"
Lupine watched with regret as Ian stuffed the photo into his arms.
"One piece of photo album paper costs one Silver Sickle." Ian didn't even bother to spread his hands. He knew that he wouldn't be able to get the slightest bit of profit out of Lupine, an adult wizard.
"It's just a piece of paper. Even if you add your magic potion, the cost shouldn't be so high." Lu Ping said with some smacking of tongue. For him, a silver coin is already a huge amount.
"The cost must be kept secret, but if you think the price is high, it's definitely not my problem. This thing of mine costs much more than eyebrow pencils or something like that."
Ian answered seriously.
Lupine couldn't quite understand the words behind the little wizard.
but.
He spoke after a moment of silence.
"Why are you so obsessed with making money?"
This is a question that Lupine has never been able to figure out. In his opinion, the young wizard is already very rich, and students studying at Hogwarts do not have anything to spend big on.
"What do you think?"
Ian didn't respond.
"I guess you want to be hanged on a cross." Lupine also answered seriously. He had been wandering for so many years, and he also knew something about the behavior of Muggles in punishing capitalists.
"..."
The little wizard didn't expect Lupine to be so rude.
"Your Wolfsbane potion must have been bought in Knockturn Alley. I can smell the sea inside through your clothes and the bottle cap." Ian also fought back not to be outdone.
He chose to hurt people with the sharp knife of truth.
"????"
Lu Ping was stunned for a moment, then seemed to realize something, and immediately took out the Wolfsbane potion in a hurry. He carefully opened the bottle cap and checked it, looking quite panicked.
"You mean this bottle of potion is filled with water?"
He said what he had figured out, and his tone was quite surprising. Lupine's potions skills weren't bad, and he didn't detect any problems based on his skill level.
"Of course not."
Ian answered.
Just when Lu Ping was about to breathe a sigh of relief.
"It was a profiteer who poured a little wolfsbane potion into the water."
The little wizard corrected Lupin's word choice.
"..."
Lupine felt as if he was struck by lightning, his expression was as if he had lost a loved one.
"It seems that I am still too immature and do not have the courage of those profiteers." Ian sighed with emotion as he took the bottle of medicated "pigment" water from the stiff Lupine.
"I have to go back and find them!"
Lupine, who came back to his senses, had a look of resentment on his face. After taking back his Wolfsbane potion, he gritted his teeth and planned to turn around and leave - he obviously wanted to settle accounts with the wizard who sold him such fake medicine.
"If I were them, I would have run away."
Ian's words once again put Lupine into a state of despair.
"Oh, by the way, are you looking for me to let me test your wolfsbane potion for you?" Ian was still curious about the reason why Lupine came to him.
"Of course not."
Lupine sighed uneasily.
"There is a letter from you, delivered by an owl..." As he said that, he took out an envelope that looked extremely exquisite, and it even had some gold edges on it.
Judging from the appearance.
Lupine must have tried to remove those golden lines, but failed.
Probably seeing Ian's strange look, this embarrassed werewolf began to change the subject, "You have a good relationship with the pure-blood family?"
Ian was slightly startled by his words.
immediately.
Ian immediately took the envelope from Lupine as if he had thought of something.
"Hahahaha! No! Now I have to use "sister, sister, sister" to describe my mood!"
Ian saw the signature and wording on the envelope. He threw away the half-finished magic camera in his hand and laughed in a way that made Lupine feel incomprehensible. Perhaps because he felt it was not standard, Ian also whistled to call Dark Phoenix back, and then grabbed Dark Phoenix's throat to make it laugh on his behalf.
"Jiejiejiejiejie~"
This is finally the standard.
It fully explains Ian's mood at this moment.
"What's wrong with you?"
Lupine couldn't understand why the little wizard's mouth almost reached behind his ears.
"Of course it transcends classes."
Ian knows.
The compensation for myself has arrived. He opened the envelope directly, ignoring the long letter inside, and then shook the envelope vigorously against his desk to remember.
"Crackling, crackling~"
One thing to say.
Although Ian had already had psychological expectations, he was shocked by the large number of keys that fell out. Dozens of keys all had standardized addresses on them.
"Are these the keys to Gringotts?"
Lupine also came over in shock.
"No!"
Ian reached out and dug through the envelope again, and took out the thick stack of land deeds stuck in the envelope. Like a nouveau riche, he directly photographed the land deeds in front of Lu Pian.
"They are the keys to Diagon Alley."
Yes.
Ian received compensation for a street in Diagon Alley.
In other words, it's... a sign of goodwill.
[PS: The supplement is 20,000, and it will be implemented tomorrow, tonight, all night long! 〕
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