Room of Requirement.
Ian has been holding his problematic Parchment and spying on Snape's whereabouts. He saw Snape wandering around the office after returning to the office and did not leave Hogwarts.
"That's clearly my thing! Mine! You say so!" Ian pulled out Dementor again after Snape left, and regarded Dementor, who could not make any refutation with words, as the object of his confidance - Dementor, who was not interested in it, just stood there and kept making sucking sounds like a minnow.
This is like the gurgling sound of a dying person. In Ian, it sounds like there is mucus in the throat. I don't know if it is trying to absorb the emotions and soul of the little wizard.
"The evil Snape, he must want to take my results as his own, register the patent and open a store to sell it. I shouldn't mention it. It will definitely be better than Potter family's shampoo. The water is selling well!" Ian was a little angry and resentful. He felt that Snape must be jealous of the talent he inherited from teacher Morgan.
Everyone knows that Infinite Fire Potion, a product that spans the ages, can definitely make a wealthy family. Of course, the premise is that the owner can keep this wealth-creating formula.
In the opinion of Ian.
Snape The previous threat may have been the fear that the aristocratic families that monopolized various industries in the wizarding world would be persecuted for this. Pure-blood The aristocratic families must have done a lot of bad things behind the scenes of their continued glory for so many years.
Don't look at the dandies in these families who look like a bunch of fools in Hogwarts, but they may be better than Tom. Riddle in terms of doing things that have no lower limit. No-Nose was in an even more ruthless state. Recalling Snape's slightly panicked look just now, Ian felt that those families might be much more sinister than he thought.
"Even the first generation Potions Master is afraid of those families. This obviously proves that no matter how good Potions or Alchemy is at playing, they can't compare to the truth in their hands that can release Avada Kedavra warning. "Ian is of course reluctant to part with the profits that Infinite Fire Potion may bring. This is not only a problem for Galleon, but also the honor of being included in the Chocolate Card Hall of Fame.
As a wizard apprentice with lofty ideals, Ian's ideal is to be elected into Chocolate Frog's Hall of Fame, so that he can be spared just by collecting royalties while sitting at home.
Coupled with the development of various peripherals, and occasionally writing an autobiography... Galleon really nourishes people, but if you want to keep Galleon, you really need to have good strength. Gilderoy·Lockhart, who is unknown where he is now, after all, actually plays a role like a professor.
He showed Ian that if you only have fame and money, you will become a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered, and may be replaced by some old man who doesn't know where to come from at any time.
Look at the luxury goods in Grindelwald's office, as well as the expensive high-end black tea and customized snacks. Ian doesn't believe that Grindelwald spent his own money. Since he was caught as a prostitute, Ian has actually been paying attention to Grindelwald's movements.
I don't know what strange method this old guy used. The name marked on Marauder's Map has always been Gilderoy·Lockhart instead of Gellert. Grindelwald.
Ian felt that his map might have been signed by Gilderoy·Grindelwald when he was in the library and did some special tricks that he could not detect despite repeated tests. This is the most reasonable guess. It can't be that Grindelwald went to do something on the "servers" of Book of Admittance and Quill of Acceptance, right?
"In Grindelwald's office, he really caught a bunch of Centaur back..." Ian saw seven or eight small black spots in Defence Against the Dark Arts's office.
He didn't know how a small office could fit so many Centaur. He looked at the evil Snape again and confirmed that Snape had not gone to the wizarding world to register the patent copyright of the medicine during the dark night. Uncle Good had stayed in the same position for quite some time without moving.
Look at the location.
Probably fell asleep in the office chair?
"It seems that I judged Half-Blood Prince with a villain's heart. I understand, Uncle Good actually just wants to motivate me. He may think that this can urge me to study magic more diligently." Ian once again thought about Snape's motive for warning him, and finally realized it after patting Dementor on the head.
As a professor and dean hired by Hogwarts, Snape actually ignored the fact that everything in the library was the property of Hogwarts, and encouraged Ian to find the original formula and destroy it. How could this not be a pavement to achieve industrial monopoly in the future?
Infinite Fire Potion can obviously benefit Auror and wizards, and has enough application scenarios in many places. Ian does not believe that Snape can really sneer at such an industry.
It was just that Ian felt that Ian was not strong enough, and that he could not guard against Pure-blood families who would come to rob him--Ian repeatedly thought about Snape's warning before leaving.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt it must be the case.
"The benefits are touching, Snape is actually telling the truth. Although he said he doesn't want to die, and I don't want to die, what he actually means is that he and I are too weak to grasp this formula." Ian's eyes were full of understanding, and he immediately hid the constantly sobbing Dementor, and walked quickly outside the door of Room of Requirement.
It's already late at night.
The corridor of Seventh Floor is empty.
There is no light or movement even in the direction of Headmaster's Office. Ian has not seen Albus. Dumbledore on his Marauder's Map for two days. This may be the advantage of being a principal. You can skip class at any time if you want, and no one dares to ask where Dumbledore has gone.
In order to deliver Ariana's letter, Ian asked passing professors and ghosts more than once about the whereabouts of Dumbledore. Maybe Grindelwald could know, but Ian was not willing to be alone with Grindelwald. The other party's magic teachings were indeed good, but God knows whether he would be captured and made into a young man again.
Moving boxes is a piece of cake.
What if Grindelwald asks him to shovel shit for Centaur?
"I need a room where I can practice Dark Magic, I need a room where I can practice Dark Magic..." Ian silently made a new wish in the Seventh Floor corridor. He felt that Snape's worries are indeed not unreasonable, but he also firmly believes that as long as he works hard and makes Snape see that he is strong enough to hold on to the wealth brought by Infinite Fire Potion, Snape will definitely not continue to block his plans to make a fortune.
"Where is my Dark Magic practice room?"
Ian turned the door handle of Room of Requirement again, but found that Room of Requirement did not respond to his wish. What he saw was the same Potions Classroom that had not changed.
Ian, who did not believe in evil, tried again.
Room of Requirement is still as stable as a mountain, unchanged - this may have violated some taboos on use, so Room of Requirement did not respond to Ian's request.
"Then give me a room where I can learn more about Defense Against the Dark Arts and use Dark Magic critically from the perspective of a teacher, so that people can better understand the dangers of Dark Magic." Ian, who was unwilling to give up, just tried it once on a whim. Unexpectedly, Room of Requirement actually responded.
The flexibility of its lawful concept is beyond Ian's imagination, and it directly gives Ian a huge training ground, or a large flat-floor room that resembles the evil Dark Wizard's lair.
The interior design of this place is full of dark and weird elements. In addition to the eerie atmosphere, there are also many Alchemy Doll that can be used to practice magic.
After Ian stepped in, before he could curiously explore the inscriptions on the surface of Alchemy Doll's body, several Alchemy Doll opened their eyes and attacked him.
They don't do magic.
But it has the speed of a leopard and the power of a bear... From the patterns and inscriptions engraved on the dolls, Ian can probably tell that these dolls have the abilities of some animals.
"The Hit Wizard feeling of magic is almost the same as that of a real person!"
Ian faced the sudden attack without panic. He raised his hand and fired a compound magic [Ultra Slash], directly cutting the oncoming Alchemy Doll into eight neat pieces.
Snape's previous threats seemed to Ian to be a special education method for Snape to encourage him to become stronger. So he felt that he must not let Snape wasted his efforts, he must live up to expectations and practice Avada Lightning Chain and Shenfeng Shadowless Storm, reliable magic that can be recognized by Snape.
There will be a sense of security.
[Sectumsempra proficiency +5]
[Lumos proficiency +3]
Although the luminous Sectumsempra loses its concealment, it brings a double improvement in proficiency. It is not without reason that Ian likes to ponder compound magic.
[Sectumsempra proficiency +5]
[Lumos proficiency +3]
[Sectumsempra proficiency +5]
[Lumos proficiency +3]
After the Alchemy Dolls that launched the attack were cut into pieces, they gradually sank into the ground as if they were stuck in a quagmire. A few seconds later, new Alchemy Dolls emerged from their original positions.
"Avada Kedavra!"
Ian was really in Avada Kedavra this time. Green light shot out and hit Alchemy Doll in the chest. Alchemy Doll fell to the ground but did not sink into the ground immediately.
It is covered with green lines of different shades. This is a demonstration of the process of Killing Curse's disintegration of life - Ian thinks that Room of Requirement may be a delayed reaction, responding to his expectations of making a wish for the first time. What a great training classroom, even the various obstacles around it will automatically repair after being shattered.
Thinking of Arthur. Professor Jin's previous outrageous request, Ian really became interested in Room of Requirement. Such an alchemical creation is definitely made by integrating all aspects of magic.
[Killing Curse proficiency +13]
[Killing Curse proficiency +21]
[Killing Curse proficiency +11]
Of course, now is not the time to think about who created Room of Requirement. Faced with Alchemy Doll, whose magic resistance seems to continue to increase with the number of "resurrections", Ian has also developed a lot of interest in these dolls. Maybe he just made a wish to a treasure room by chance.
"Since you are not afraid of damage, let's give this a try..." Ian's wand lit up brightly. He had not continued to study the knowledge he had learned from [Incendio] since he almost missed it in Hogward Village. His first original magic was almost completed before he entered school.
Today.
With a deeper understanding of magic, Ian felt that it was time for him to complete it. The magic power surged in his body, and Ian started trying with his new understanding of wizards.
"Come on!"
Accompanied by the casting of Ian.
Flames bloom.
Surging.
The golden flame showed the luster of the sun, and more than a dozen Alchemy Dolls, connected to all surrounding obstacles and Dark Magics, were instantly swallowed up by this terrifying power.
Eighth level magic.
It is an intensity that is about to touch the upper limit of human beings.
In the light of fire.
Ian saw an unnamed magic label on the system panel.
"It was actually completed in one go... OK, OK, let me think about what it should be called."
Wave your magic wand.
Scatter the sea of fire.
Ian saw Alchemy Doll that had been burned to coke, and then looked around at the surrounding walls and scorched earth-like floors. The huge training ground was in ruins.
"Blazing Journey."
The training ground transformed by Room of Requirement begins to repair automatically.
Ian also named his first magic on the personal panel. When the name of the magic on the personal panel was fixed, Ian discovered a situation that he did not expect.
[Blazing Journey(Level 7)1/6400]
Perhaps comprehending magic is different from learning other people's magic. This magic comprehended by Ian actually has a full level 7 proficiency from the beginning.
It has surpassed the proficiency of other magics and has become the most powerful magic closest to [Legendary Characteristics], which also means that it has had an [Extraordinary Characteristic] since its birth.
[Soul Furnace]
Simple name.
There is a simple introduction: burn the soul and absorb the magic power.
"Hiss~"
Ian looked at the [Extraordinary Characteristics] description presented on [Blazing Journey] and couldn't help but take a breath. Although the introduction was simple, the power he perceived was anything but simple.
"A living person instantly transforms into Golden Apple?!"
Ian has always known that the [Extraordinary Characteristics] awakened by Mahoutokoro are extremely exaggerated, but he still underestimated the weight contained in the term [Extraordinary Characteristics].
That's it for Level 5.
If you upgrade to level 10 and get [Legendary Characteristics]...Ian doesn't even dare to think about how awesome it is. He just feels that these things he awakened simply go against the common sense of the wizarding world.
"Unfortunately, this magic places a heavy burden on the magic power. If the magic power is weak to a certain extent, it will lose control." Ian regretfully walked out of the door Room of Requirement.
Immediately.
He turned the door handle again and regretfully walked into the familiar old classroom.
"GuluGulu~"
The fire is burning.
The medicine is boiling.
The crucible was re-erected.
It's Ian's way of making up for his regrets.
Since Snape had destroyed a large amount of Ian's inventory, he could only seize Snape's class time the next day, skipped class from Flying Class and went to Snape's office to buy some goods. This time he was smarter. Not only did he not keep any money, but he also took a lot of other materials Confundus Charm.
Take a look at it.
Snape would only think that he had been robbed - Ian still couldn't find Dumbledore for a whole day. He finally plucked up the courage and asked Aurora to ask Grindelwald for him.
"My grandfather said that Dumbledore went out to play with his outstanding graduates and will be back before Halloween. In these few days, are you in a hurry to find him?"
Aurora is as reliable as ever and brought accurate answers to Ian.
"It's not a big deal."
Ian actually carries two letters from Ariana in his heart every day. He really hopes that Dumbledore can be a little bit more dedicated. A principal actually goes out to play with graduates on working days? If the express is delayed at the express station, there will be detention fees. The more Ian thinks about it, the more angry he becomes. He has not even received the compensation from those Pure-blood families!
"My grandfather said that he can also help Dumbledore." Aurora probably felt Ian's emotions, so he spoke while fiddling with the instruments next to Ian.
"He can't help me with this." Ian was also playing with the instrument. What he wanted to capture was Dumbledore's expression as he read the letter. He didn't think Grindelwald would give the reaction he wanted.
"Can you help me debug it?"
Ian asked Aurora for help with Aurora's thoughtful expression. Of course, his good friend came to help him adjust the Astronomy instrument in front of him without saying a word.
The little wizards in the first grade will have Astronomy one night a week and need to go to the highest tower of Hogwarts. She does not need any specific textbooks and only needs to bring Quill and Parchment. Although this course seems to be very partial, in fact it will be a required course for Hogwarts students until the fifth grade.
Slytherin will also take this course together with Ravenclaw, which is actually somewhat different from what Ian learned before. The professor responsible for teaching this course is called Aurora·Professor Sinistra, who is a rare black witch, and has the same name as Aurora. Grindelwald.
Of course.
This professor has only made profound achievements in Astronomy. In terms of research and level in Divination Prophecy, he may not be able to compare with the talented Grindelwald Family. This can actually be seen from the very beginning of Professor Sinistra's class, when he highly praised Grindelwald Family's Prophecy talent.
She didn't seem to be afraid to mention this family at all. Under her eloquent popular science talk, Ian and many young wizards learned a lot of things they had never known before. After all, this is not a Britain family. Even the children of the Pure-blood family only know a few stories about Gellert. Grindelwald.
"This professor actually puts your family and Trelawney's family in the same queue? Oh my God, is your ancestor also a famous priest who served the sun god or some other god?" Ian has learned about Hogwarts's Divination Class teacher Sybill·Trelawney is a crazy woman but she does have Seer blood.
The whole story of Harry Potter seems to be just because of Prophecy of Sybill·Trelawney? The Seer family, which can make Voldemort feel worried and moved, is naturally not light.
"Actually, I don't know either. I only know that our ancestors did have a few Seer." Aurora blinked, as if he had just heard this information.
"This should be the blessing of bloodline." Ian has studied <Origin of Bloodlines> and knows very well that various characteristics that can be passed down are special factors hidden in the wizard's bloodline.
"Do you want to study it?" Aurora stretched out his fair arm, his eyes seemed to ask Ian if he wanted to smoke a little, as if he did not regard this special thing as a precious thing at all.
"We'll talk about it later, we'll talk about it later."
Ian was a little overwhelmed by Aurora's reaction. While the two of them were whispering, Professor Sinistra had officially started to fuck Astronomy for the little wizards.
"Our class does not require a magic wand, it only requires enough patience and observation. In the next five years, I will lead everyone to understand different planets and the trajectories of planetary operations."
"In the world of wizards, the operation of these planets has meaning. You will discover the mysteries of the universe here. I think it is difficult for anyone not to be fascinated by this feeling."
First class.
Professor Sinistra first used a large model to teach the little wizards how to distinguish different planets, and then began to let all students use the Astronomy instrument to find the corresponding planets in the dark night sky.
One thing to say, if you have to choose a course that is closest to the Muggle school, Astronomy is definitely closer than Muggle Studies. There is no mysterious magic in this course, and there is no knowledge about Divination and Prophecy. Some of them just use very old instruments to observe the stars in the sky.
Of course.
In a few years, it will become the basis for learning Divination Class, but the current learning process seems very boring to Ian, and it may become the course second only to A History of Magic in his heart.
Aurora was very interested in observing. While everyone was observing as required, Professor Sinistra was also telling the little wizards what they needed to know.
"Perhaps among all of you here, there are children from Muggle families, and there are also Half-blood little wizards living in the Muggle world. However, I sincerely hope that you will not associate the Muggle's Astronomy too much with our Astronomy. There are differences between the two in terms of cognition and the way they view the most basic things."
"Just like the planets in the solar system, Muggle people have always believed that there are nine planets, but our wizarding world only recognizes eight. I think we will not be the ones who made the mistake."
Professor Sinistra's narration is full of confidence in the wizard.
However.
Since it is late at night, Professor Sinistra's tone does not have that rap-like feel. There are quite a few little wizards who are constantly sleepy and yawning like Ian.
This is a very grueling class.
Ian rushed to the stairs of the tower almost immediately after class - it was not that he was in a hurry to go back to sleep, but that he still needed to find some materials for his Potions.
Who doesn't need to keep some Infinite Fire Potion when going out? Even if Snape doesn't allow Ian to be sold, he still wants to brew some as a trump card that he may use.
Of course.
In order to avoid being discovered by Snape, Ian also made a Air Purifier, which can effectively filter the odor during the pre-cooking process of Infinite Fire Potion into the smell of Invigoration Draught. The main reason is that it was made too hastily, and Ian's level cannot be used to create a purifier that can filter into colorless and odorless gas in a short time.
Just like when making [Bone-Crushing and Ash-Scattering Box], the simplest way is to convert one substance into another substance without much change in quality.
"I hope Hagrid is not asleep yet!"
Ian bid farewell to Aurora, ran straight to the secret passage, walked out of the school familiarly, then unzipped his two long legs and ran quickly towards Hagrid's Hut. Maybe Ian was unlucky, Hagrid's Hut had no lights, and he didn't know whether he fell asleep or went to inspect Forbidden Forest.
"I don't know if Hagrid is angry when he wakes up."
Ian stood at the door and hesitated for a moment, preparing to try knocking. If that didn't work, he would come back tomorrow. However, before he could raise his hand, he pressed his knuckles against the wooden door.
"Prince! You are violating school rules again!"
A familiar voice rang in my ears.
As soon as he realized that this was the angry Uncle Good, Ian felt someone appear behind him, and then he was lifted up by the robe holding the back of his neck.
"This is Forbidden Forest! How dare you sneak into such a dangerous area!" Snape was very angry at Ian's behavior. He roared loudly and almost splashed the Tuomo star.
"I just came here to play with Hagrid!" Ian really didn't think about going to Forbidden Forest tonight or anything like that. He just wanted some frog brains and other Forbidden Forest products.
"I knew it was Hagrid who was causing trouble! He himself was expelled from the school for violating the school rules. I didn't expect that he is still encouraging the little wizards in the school to violate the school rules like him!"
Snape was just gnashing his teeth and spitting out the words.
"Keep your voice down, don't let Hagrid hear it, Hagrid will be sad." Ian quickly wanted to raise his hand to cover Snape's mouth, but Snape, who was carrying him, dodged away.
"That Half-Giant is not here."
Snape snorted coldly with a determined tone.
His words made Ian a little disappointed.
This expression was clearly captured by Snape.
"I will not allow you to play any games with a Giant here. Stop dealing with these guys. You must know that Giant is the most dangerous group of Magical Creatures."
"Not just Hagrid, any creature among Forbidden Forest may kill you." Snape began to scare Ian fiercely, but Ian's eyes suddenly lit up.
Sure enough!
Uncle Good just thinks that his strength is not good enough!
Rather than disallowing it!
Just like the previous Potions!
"Of course I can protect myself." Ian immediately planned to let Snape test his results. He took out his wand and released Charms at the big tree not far away.
"Sectumsempra!"
He still knew that he shouldn't perform his improved version in front of the creator - the invisible sharp blade passed by like a ghost, and a huge tree in the sky shattered into pieces one after another.
"????"
Snape's whole body trembled.
"Damn it! How much time do you spend every day studying Dark Magic!" His voice was full of disbelief, and the magic contained in the magic made his heart palpitate.
"I just love the magic you invented!"
Ian immediately sent auspicious words.
However.
Snape didn't seem to be using it at all. He picked up Ian and walked quickly towards the castle.
"Damn it Sorting Hat! It should be thrown into the pit! Prince, you evil Dark Wizard!" Snape didn't know why, but he started cursing the college's property and insulting Ian.
Ian was about to defend himself, but he found that he was carrying his Snape, with a bulging waist, and a large package filled with all kinds of weird Potions materials.
"Hiss~"
Ian had another enlightenment at this moment.
No wonder Snape is accustomed to others stealing his medicinal materials.
It turns out that Snape himself is a habitual offender!
Teach by words and deeds!
The weather has been getting colder and colder recently. In the past few days, the robes of the little wizards have begun to become thicker. There are even wizards selling Hand Warmer over Gryffindor.
It's not a very advanced alchemical creation, it's just a small flame sealed in a cheap bottle, which can bring some personal warmth and student fashion to the person holding it.
For the price of just a few Silver Sickle, you can get a whole winter of comfort. This is a very cost-effective choice. It defeated Ian and was instigated by William. Come to the Heating Underwear market. Although William has sold fifteen or six pieces as a seller, the total profit is not even as good as Ian's Marauder's Map.
"This is malicious competition among the twins! It is a price war spurned by capital!"
The competition between two Galleon and five Silver Sickle shows the poverty of the little wizards Hogwarts, and also shows that William is really not suitable to be Ian's alchemy work advisor.
Ian even shamelessly asked Aurora to help him fool the students of Slytherin, but it was obvious that even Aurora's mobilization power only sold four or five pieces in Slytherin.
The effect is not even as good as Ian's commercials in his small classroom. Facts have proved that even those guys at Slytherin are indeed not stupid rich people with lots of money.
Maybe it's also related to the fact that Heating Underwear of Ian can't show it off anytime and anywhere?
In fact, the feedback on this work of Ravenclaw House and Ian is pretty good, but most little wizards always worry that Heating Underwear will burn their little wizards because they don't understand Alchemy.
"It's all your fault! This is your Christmas gift!" Ian found out that he was defeated by the twins in business, and angrily threw all the remaining Heating Underwear to William.
This may be a beautiful fantasy in William's heart. He was so ecstatic that he even printed the player patterns of several teams. He didn't know why his family mailed him some strange things. Those things contained old-fashioned printing machines that could print moving patterns.
"You are not afraid that your little William will be poisoned!"
Ian was very doubtful about the quality of the old inks in the printing press. He dared to use the Alchemy that he had studied through teacher Morgan and the fourth-level Alchemy that he had tempered with the puppets of Tingdu Room of Requirement to guarantee that the ink in the old printing press had been stored for at least decades.
"This is much easier to use than Gryffindor's [Portable Stove]." William's praise is definitely from the heart, because his love for these Heating Underwear has actually been discovered by Ravenclaw. This guy will wear a Heating Underwear on his head for several days in class.
Of course, in order not to be ridiculed by others, William would also wear a knitted hat for himself. However, this cover-up fooled other colleges but could not fool the little wizards of Ravenclaw. Michael always speculated and discussed with others in private whether William's big head or the small head was hotter.
It's obviously not cold enough yet to need a knitted hat.
"My head must be hotter!"
The person who answered this question was a freckled boy who always used various snacks to pay his tuition fees. His tone was firm. Others did not believe him, but Ian believed in what this boy said - apart from William, Chocolate Frog Boy was the only customer who purchased two pairs of Heating Underwear from Ian.
Niche products may have loyal users, but this cannot conceal Ian's commercial failure. Even Ravenclaw's Bronze Eagle Knocker was aware of his depression for several days.
"Why haven't you chatted with me in the past few days?" Bronze Eagle Knocker's voice is very similar to Nana Mizuki. It rarely takes the initiative to chat with the little wizards besides asking questions.
"Because I've been very busy recently. I'm a student and I need to study, right?" Ian has long understood the pettiness of this Bronze Eagle Knocker, so his cautious answer is very reasonable.
Nothing more.
There is basically no difference between a thousand-year-old alchemical creation and a thousand-year-old woman.
"I saw that you had a very happy chat with the other little wizards. Last night you talked to twenty-three little wizards in the lounge, and showed your smile to eleven little witches."
"If you save some of the 4,786 words you said to them, you can chat with me for half an hour." Bronze Eagle Knocker is obviously good at mathematics.
Perhaps it is due to Ian.
But this obviously became a stone that he shot himself in the foot. He had no choice but to come back and sleep after a night out, Ian had no choice but to sit cross-legged on the ground and was forced to open the business.
"Let me see if anyone is coming to catch me."
Ian took a look at the situation in the lounge. In winter, everyone prefers to stay by the fireplace, and few little wizards are willing to leave the warm fire before class.
The twins' work is just a hand warmer, and it is certainly not as good as a burning fire.
"What do you want to talk about today?"
Ian asked Bronze Eagle Knocker, always alert to the possibility of someone coming in or out. It's not that he wants to do this, but recently some senior wizards have started to be trapped outside.
There is a reward in Ravenclaw, for the person who led Bronze Eagle Knocker into trouble. Although Ian also wants to turn himself in to receive the reward, he still worries about his good reputation in Ravenclaw.
"I can do it. You can talk about whatever you want. I feel like I've become smarter and smarter since I started chatting with you. You are obviously giving me wisdom."
Bronze Eagle Knocker's voice is very light.
"Then let's talk about quantum mechanics."
Ian selected the topic.
In fact, he doesn't know much about this field, but fortunately Bronze Eagle Knocker has never been exposed to it at all, so when he is stumped by a question, he can always use the excuse that we don't need to talk about it yet. Although he can also make up some nonsense, it is still inappropriate to blaspheme knowledge.
Time passed bit by bit.
Since Ian still didn't want to attend the A History of Magic class in the afternoon, he went to Hagrid to find all the medicinal materials he wanted, then got into Room of Requirement and started brewing Potions.
It's boring to have free time.
Ian began to study his assistant again.
Ian was forced to do various things, but Dementor still felt unclear about the situation. Since it had not received the latest task assigned by Ian, it began to want to satisfy its hunger and instinct again. It stretched out its two rotten hands towards the little wizard in front of it.
"You want me to do your manicure? I only know how to put on two dragon claws for you." Ian stared at Dementor's hands and frowned, assessing the difficulty of biological alchemy.
Dementor didn't respond, and its head came closer. Its hood naturally slid down its back, and its face, which was only slightly better than the Faceless Man, had no eyes. Where the eyes should have been, there was only a layer of scabbed peeling skin, covering the empty eye sockets like cicada wings.
"Kekeke~"
Dementor's hands had grasped the little wizard's shoulders, but he found that his whole body began to tremble and became weak, and he was unable to lift the little wizard up or pull him to his side.
"It's very convenient to install two eyeballs here... I don't know if Uncle Good has suitable eyes. Maybe I can get two Golden Snitch for you to install." Ian still had Dementor's hand on his shoulder. He felt that this Dementor was very friendly and obedient.
Dementor was very careful even when he was holding arms with him, and it looked like Dementor had a good character. Because Dementor's little mouth twitched too frequently, which caused the air around him to drop several degrees, Ian, who was wrapped in a robe, slapped him with a backhand without saying a word.
"Woo!"
Dementor was stunned.
The little mouth stopped moving.
"Stand still, don't affect my research!" After Ian's words fell, Dementor seemed to have turned into a statue, and Ian still opened his eyelids and put his hand into its eye socket.
The twelve-foot-tall Dementor is like a hill in front of the little wizard. It is even taller than Half-Giant like Hagrid. The position where the eyes should be can even allow Ian to put its whole hand in.
"I really can't figure it out."
Ian found that after he put his hand into the hole under Dementor's eyelids, no matter whether he probed to the left or to the right, he could only touch a void of gas that was like a haze.
The feeling in the thick fog.
Very cold.
Supernatural creatures have gone beyond the scope of scientific explanation.
More magic than magic.
"You wait." Ian trotted to the production table where Potions materials were processed, and returned with a regular sharp knife. Dementor, who had no eyesight, trembled obviously for some reason.
It's a pity that I can't move.
"Where's my knife?" Ian stuffed the sharp knife into the hole under Dementor's eyelids. However, when he put his hand in again, what he could touch was still the cold air like haze.
Unwilling to give up, he threw a few more things in, but it was still the same. Ian was a little regretful that Dementor couldn't magically transform Tinkerbell, so he couldn't get a portable storage space.
"But if it can be fixed on both sides, it can be installed with two eyeballs." Ian feels that putting a few fixing screws on Dementor's eye sockets will not be concerned by the Animal Welfare Association.
"If it could emit Avada rays from its left eye, the wizarding world might be able to have its own Uchiha!" Ian only regretted that he didn't have the right materials around him to carry out cyber transformation on Dementor.
After tinkering with Dementor for a while, which made Dementor tremble constantly, Ian finally succeeded in brewing the potion he wanted after several failed operations to copy Snape - that mysterious blue color is full of an intoxicating color.
Cleaned up the crucible.
After looking at the time, it was still a long time before dinner time, Ian looked at this magical Room of Requirement, and thought of the words of the alchemy professor again.
"I need a room where I can study the essence of you!" Ian just made a wish to try it out. He never thought that when he opened Room of Requirement again.
He actually got a response from this room - the room in the ancient castle showed the power holder the secrets hidden for thousands of years.
Countless inscriptions are scattered throughout the house. Among the bright inscriptions, a line of text attracted Ian's attention. It is Room of Requirement's real name for many years.
Hufflepuff's Golden Room.
(End of chapter)