in the corridor.
Ian's back is very embarrassed.
He became the first student to be kicked out of the classroom by Snape since the beginning of the school year. Although Snape did not issue a permanent ban to him, the roar of the old bat still resounded throughout most of Hogwarts.
"I'm asking you to prove that my Potions is Potions with a soul. I'm not asking you to kiss Snape directly in class!" Ian blamed the evil Peeves.
"He was the one who came up to me! He was the one who kissed me first! He must have done it on purpose!"
Peeves, who was in pain, covered his head that had suffered a severe blow from the dunk, and his face was filled with grievances. He did not dare to refute Ian, after all, the fearfulness of Bloody Baron in his heart had dropped to the second place.
"My first place was lost to you just like that!" Ian kicked Peeves on the butt, and Peeves took advantage of the situation and flew more than ten meters away.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! My first kiss! The damn Potions Professor must be responsible for me!" Pipi transformed into a "Beeping Monster" and flew towards Snape's office.
He didn't know what he wanted to do in Snape's office. Listening to this guy's muttering, Ian doubted that there would be an extra head under the quilt when Snape slept tonight.
"I approve of this marriage."
In the empty corridor.
Ian looked boredly at Quidditch Pitch outside the window. At this time, the senior team was having a discussion, and Slytherin seemed to be beating Gryffindor out of the sky.
Perhaps only Harry. Potter can save Gryffindor's team. Before the Chosen One joined Gryffindor Quidditch Team, Slytherin Quidditch Team could be said to have won the Quidditch Cup championship for several consecutive years.
Even Marcus, who was still peeing his pants a few days ago, performed outstandingly on the court. His strong playing style made him an "outstanding" Seeker. It's no wonder that this guy gathered so many people in the corridor to block Ian. After all, Quidditch's status as a player has always been supported by many classmates.
"My compensation hasn't been paid to me yet, but I still have the heart to play outside!" Ian resisted the thought of interfering with the fairness of the game, otherwise he could even make Marcus fall off the broom.
Since Ian has done a lot of research on [Legilimency] in the past few days, and thanks to the books written by his beautiful stepmother, he even has level 2 [Legilimency] magic ability.
Coupled with the extraordinary characteristic of [Thought Perception] who is often misunderstood as a natural Legilimency person, it can be said that he immediately understood the first-level ancient Dark Magic[Soul-Stealing and Mind-Taking].
This magic is different from [Imperius Curse], one of Unforgivable Curses, but there are similarities. Ian's [Imperius Curse] has also reached level 2 due to the study in the past few days.
Of course, the two spells can only be said to have certain similarities in principle. Compared with [Imperius Curse]'s terrifying effect of directly destroying other people's reason and thinking, [Soul-Stealing and Mind-Taking] places more emphasis on forcibly invading other people's consciousness and implanting false memories based on [Legilimency].
It can even permanently modify other people's cognition, treating happy things as sad things for a lifetime, and treating things that should be sad as happy things for a lifetime.
The effect is very terrifying. Although there is a counter-spell recorded in the book, I am afraid that only teachers Mara...Morgan know what the counter-spell is. The beautiful stepmother is not recorded in the book.
Maybe she hasn't learned it herself?
In short, compared to the magic of [Legilimency], [Soul-Stealing and Mind-Taking] is much more domineering, and the influence of Occlumency on this magic will be greatly weakened.
According to the statement recorded in the book "Psychic Control: From Legilimency to Soul-Stealing and Mind-Taking", [Soul-Stealing and Mind-Taking] is already a kind of magic involving the deep soul realm.
"Miss Helena!"
Ian When Hogwarts was wandering towards the library, he met the ghost that he had not found for several days. She was floating in front of her mother's portrait, looking sadly at the past.
The daughter of Founders is a tall female ghost who is always elegant and decent. Her good family education makes her still give people a gentle and noble feeling even if she becomes a ghost.
It is not without reason that Bloody Baron was obsessed with Helena and Ravenclaw during his lifetime. The beauty and slightly delicate temperament inherited from Rowena·Ravenclaw can easily become some people's white moonlight.
"Little Ian, I saw Peeves going to the basement."
Helena. Ravenclaw has indeed had several exchanges with Ian. When he first joined Hogwarts, Ian was worried that Peeves would appear when he was shitting.
Fortunately, Ms. Helena was willing to point out the location of Peeves.
This ghost of Ravenclaw is very helpful. The reason why her experience does not seem like the experience of a smart person is just because she is an extreme beauty control and love brain.
Of course.
This may be the reason why Ian can get help from Helena. Ravenclaw.
Even though the lost lessons of Diadem have made her no longer as innocent as before, it is still easier for a little wizard like Ian to win her favor with a more outstanding appearance than Tom. Riddle.
"I know, Peeves is familiar with me now. He told me that he was going to warm Snape's bed." Ian no longer needs to guard against possible sneak attacks by Peeves.
It's just that Helena. Ravenclaw, who has been missing for several days, obviously doesn't know.
"You can actually coexist peacefully with Peeves? This is incredible." Helena. Ravenclaw was a little surprised and turned his head to look at the little wizard who was very friendly to ghosts.
"Actually Peeves is not that scary. He just needs someone to reason with him." Ian looked at his fists. What he told Peeves was obviously not just logic but also the truth.
"I'm sorry for letting you see me like this." Helena. Ravenclaw didn't care about Peeves. She turned her back and wiped away the tears on her face.
"Are you missing Lady Ravenclaw? Maybe you should be brave and move forward, maybe she has been waiting for you." Ian can only help Rowena·Lady Ravenclaw through hints. After all, it is impossible for him to meet anyone who says that he can travel back and forth. Limbo is a spiritual world walker.
"My mother will never forgive me, and I don't expect her forgiveness... In fact, it's all my fault. I just hope that everything will be fine for her on another journey."
Helena. Ravenclaw Tears couldn't help but well up in his eyes.
She was covering her face and sobbing.
Ian also spoke quickly.
"You may have underestimated your mother's feelings for you. How can she enjoy peace if she has been waiting for you? We all know the legends about the dead."
He felt that he should drink some chicken soup, "The world after death is a new journey, like an unknown road at night. I believe that no one knows her daughter better than a mother. She will definitely wait for you, and then lead you on the road to dispel the timidity in your heart, as well as the hesitation and anxiety about the road ahead."
The gentle words in the voice made Helena. Ravenclaw move his hand, lower his head and take a closer look at the young wizard in front of him with the same milky white eyes as his body.
"Not only are you more handsome in appearance, but you are also more eloquent than that man. You will definitely have a more brilliant future than him. I just hope that when you grow up, you will not become a bad guy like him."
Helena. Ravenclaw is obviously talking about the young Tom, "Little Ian, I believe you have good intentions, and it has even reduced the fear in my heart a lot. Now I have believed that my mother does love me enough, but you don't understand me, and I have made many unforgivable mistakes."
Obviously, the knot that has lasted for thousands of years cannot be solved in a few words.
"Ms. Helena, escaping can't solve any problem. Which child doesn't make a little mistake? There is no treasure in this world as good as your own child."
Ian continued to speak softly.
Helena. Ravenclaw seemed surprised. She looked up and down at the little wizard in front of her, "It seems like you know a lot about my story?"
Ian nodded noncommittally.
"What a standard Ravenclaw little wizard. Curiosity will always drive you to explore, but no matter how many books you read, you may not be able to truly understand my mother." Helena. Ravenclaw sighed lightly, "She is so outstanding, but I tore her arrogance into pieces."
"Even if she can forgive me, I can't forgive myself." Obviously, Helena. Ravenclaw's heart knot has not been solved by Ian's chicken soup.
"You will meet again eventually, why prolong this time?"
Ian looked at the unmoved ghost and sighed slightly. He felt that maybe he should take the time to learn mouth escape. Why are these ancient witches always like this?
Each one is more introspective than the other, but no one is looking forward.
The same is true for the senior sister who wrote a book for the teacher, and the same is true for the child Rowena·Lady Ravenclaw in front of her. Looking at the situation in Limbo, the senior sister cheap is obviously not Soul Realm's Raven took him to teacher Morgan. Perhaps Senior Sister Jianyi also became a self-trapped ghost somewhere like Helena. Ravenclaw.
"Little Ian, your eloquence is actually very good, but you obviously haven't learned about ghosts yet. To this day, no ghost has escaped from the world."
"Do you know why this is?"
"Because becoming a ghost is a one-time choice. Once you become a ghost, your soul can no longer change its state. You will learn relevant knowledge in fourth grade."
Helena. Ravenclaw touched Ian's head in the air and floated into the distance until her figure completely disappeared. Ian couldn't figure out how to say such strange and vulgar words as "Come and sleep together in my dormitory tomorrow night" in a way that would not be easily misunderstood.
"Tell her there will be a miracle in my bed tomorrow night? Hiss~ This is even more obscene than having a big baby!" Ian was scratching her head in distress. The more she thought about it, the more likely it was to cause misunderstanding.
Perhaps the only way that will not be misunderstood is to take the time to give Helena. Ravenclaw a sap, and then grab the other person while they are confused and fall asleep instantly.
Sap is quite simple.
But it was a little difficult to fall asleep all of a sudden.
Lethargic Potions?
Or give yourself a shot of Stupefy?
Ian Never tried to see if the right time could step into that intersection in this way.
"Hey, my dear Professor Transfiguration, I promised you the agreement, how can I help reunite your family?" Ian turned to look at the portrait where Helena had stopped before.
In an exquisite picture frame.
The dignified and elegant Rowena·Ravenclaw was smiling at him. Shaking his head slightly distressed, Ian walked to the kitchen. He was going to eat something and then go to the library to study the language.
Alchemy's study has been a bit too intense these days, and the return gift he wants to give to Aurora has begun to take shape. He still has to learn something simple to relax his brain.
"Shashasha~"
Ian The front foot just left.
The wind is blowing outside the window.
"As you said, we will always meet... little Raven." The portrait that had not spoken for a thousand years suddenly spoke, and the voice that transcended time gave a belated response in the quiet corridor.
Eat and drink enough.
Ian got a special meal of hot pot as he wished.
He walked to the library contentedly.
"If you hadn't been exposed to this field, who would have imagined that House-elf once had its own language. I'm afraid many House-elf themselves don't know it."
Learning a language is a kind of laziness and relaxation for Ian.
What knowledge is easier to learn than language? With [Tongue of Scripts]'s extraordinary characteristics, [Language Mastery]'s ability to learn and grow is very fast.
In-depth study of Ancient Runes is actually the most efficient. After all, it can increase the proficiency of both abilities at the same time. However, Ian has been somewhat in love with learning the language of a different race since the past few days.
Whether it's Gobbledegook, Giant Language, or Centaur's language, the effect of improving [Language Mastery]'s proficiency is absolutely no less than learning Ancient Runes.
In fact, Ian has always been very interested in Parseltongue. After all, if he wants to pick up the baby Basilisk from Chamber of Secrets, he must have the ability to communicate with Basilisk. However, perhaps because the language of Parseltongue is closely related to the fusion of blood, he has never been able to find relevant study books in the library.
There is no ordinary book section, and neither does Restricted Section. Perhaps only after Mr. The Chosen One enters school can Ian be able to learn syllable by syllable from Mr. The Chosen One.
He really couldn't find relevant study materials. It's not that Ian didn't search hard. He even found a book "Dance of the Mooncalf" written by an old senior who had been expelled.
Mooncalf is a kind of Magical Creatures with smooth skin and light gray body. It has two round eyes on its head, four slender legs, and four flat Padfoot. It is not very dangerous and is a very shy animal. It only comes out of the cave on full moon nights.
If its silvery excrement is collected before sunrise and later spread over magical herb and flower beds, the plants will grow rapidly and remain extremely strong.
Ian has always felt that Mooncalf is the ultimate answer to fertilizer production. These cute and cute creatures will perform complex dances on their two hind legs in remote and uninhabited places, bathed in moonlight.
<Dance of the Mooncalf> teaches the mating dance of this creature. It is said that the dance danced by the author of this book can make any Mooncalf fascinated.
"Dumbledore's last favorite kid must be bragging, otherwise why would that book be placed in Restricted Section!" Ian still wants to find books about Parseltongue today.
The library is too big.
Restricted Section also has many books.
Even just looking at the names of each book will take a very long time, let alone studying every book in the library.
The study time at Hogwarts is only seven years, excluding holidays, it is only 266 weeks. Even if someone like Ian can read through two or even three books a week, 266 weeks is only less than 800 books! The library of Hogwarts contains more than hundreds of thousands of magic books.
Because of this, many people who are eager to learn will eventually want to return to Hogwarts to work. Even for geniuses, the books here are enough for them to study for a lifetime.
"Holy crap! Madam Pince is absent from work!" Ian pondered all the way to the library door. He never expected to be greeted by that cold locked door again.
It's only noon!
If you want to get off work early, you can't do it so early, right?
It's not even the holidays yet!
"Alohomora!" Ian pointed at the locked door and chanted the curse again. Today is different from the past. He has learned his shame and bravely tempered Alohomora to the terrifying level 3.
Most graduates probably only have this level. Ian was full of confidence, but reality slapped him again, and the unknown door lock still only shook wildly a few times.
The lock cylinder didn't move at all, with no intention of opening it at all.
"Is this still a level 4 lock? The magic we promised is not about level but magic!" Ian had a new understanding of Hogwarts Library's security measures.
He sat down at the entrance of the library and waited for half an hour, which was enough time to eat a cow, but the library manager Madam Pince still had no intention of coming back.
There were also a few senior students who wanted to come to the library along the way. Most of them were students from Ravenclaw. Of course, there were also one or two fourth- and fifth-year wizards from Slytherin who loved to study.
It was just that compared to the warm greetings from Ravenclaw seniors and senior sisters in the higher grades, and the fact that they walked to the gate like Ian and tried Alohomora before regretfully turning around and leaving.
Those Slytherin students didn't love studying so much. They saw Ian from a distance and chose to turn around. They didn't dare to risk getting close to the little devil Hogwarts for the sake of learning.
Yes.
Ian already has some "prestige" among the students of Slytherin. After all, the story of [Marcus Urinary Incontinence Corridor, Witches Trapped in Holy Fire] has indeed spread Sing far away. This story comes from Weasley Twins brothers of Gryffindor. As long as Slytherin can be defeated, Weasley brothers are willing to flatter anyone.
The artistic processing component in it is very strong, and Ian enjoys eating melons and listening to stories. The only thing he doesn't like is that the two brothers don't pay him royalties when they tell stories.
"Damn Madam Pince, he must have fallen in love secretly at dusk." Ian waited for a long time before Madam Pince came back. He stood up and gave his ass a shot of Scouring Charm.
Just getting ready to leave.
When I was about to win, I saw an acquaintance from the same grade.
It's Qiu Zhang.
The first Pal developed from Ian.
"My partner, has the map been sold?" Ian greeted him very enthusiastically. Qiu Zhang shook his head, showing a slightly helpless expression.
"I have to wait until night anyway. I don't want to be caught and imprisoned by the professors." She obviously also knew that the role of such maps for young wizards was definitely not only to prevent them from getting lost during the day.
"Okay, that makes sense."
Ian nodded.
"When I returned to the lounge, I heard from the seniors that you have been waiting here for the door to open. Did Madam Pince really ask for leave?" Qiu Zhang is also a Ravenclaw little wizard who loves to learn.
Because of a characteristic of their academy, they are always worried that others will secretly study behind their backs, so even if they get the news, they will want to come and verify it for themselves.
"It's absenteeism!"
Ian is a little angry.
"I heard that Defence Against the Dark Arts found new consumables... No, it's a new professor. Just now, a senior sister of Gryffindor said that Madam Pince and Hagrid went to pick up that professor." Ian didn't quite believe what Gryffindor said. Why does picking up a professor require the librarian to be involved?
"What a pity. I originally wanted to borrow a copy of <Standard Book of Spells: Level 2>." Advanced learning is the norm for Ravenclaw, and Qiu Zhang can be considered a leader among them.
Of course.
Ian feels that it has something to do with Qiu Zhang also attending his own small class.
"I will teach you the content in that book in a while, just remember to come to class." Ian and Qiu Zhang returned to the lounge together, and several little Ravenclaw who did not believe in evil appeared in the corridor along the way.
"You shouldn't have learned all the knowledge in the seventh grade, right?" Qiu Zhang's eyes were full of admiration for the peer in front of him who was shorter than himself and seemed to have just started to grow taller recently.
"How is it possible... just to collect the learning content for seven grades together, it would take a month or two to read the book." Ian shook his head and did not brag about himself.
"So, I should be able to finish learning in a month or two." He felt that his answer was very honest. However, the incredulous expression on Qiu Zhang's face was still a bit exaggerated.
"You are really amazing. Some people say that you may be even more amazing than Dumbledore when he was a child." Qiu Zhang's voice was full of exclamation, and he did not doubt whether Ian was bragging.
After all, the in-depth and simple lessons in the lounge every night have already demonstrated Ian's talent. Most people who have attended Ian's Classroom will never question Ian's learning level.
"Who is it? His eyes are so vicious! Tell me, I have to praise him." Ian's mood improved again, sweeping away the haze of being isolated outside the library.
"Many people are saying that." Qiu Zhang thought for a moment, then asked, "Can I ask what content you will teach in tonight's small class? The map has not been sold yet, and I don't have much pocket money, so I want to try to choose some courses that I am more interested in."
She looked a little embarrassed, as if she was short of money.
"We are partners. I still can't trust you. Just keep the accounts and I will deduct your share." Ian is not really picky about friends. He just thinks that if some rules are broken once, they will happen again. Look at the world of Muggle. How many companies start to corrupt from the first relationship.
"Thank you, but I am not weak in every class." Young wizards always have their own pride. Since Qiu Zhang insists on Ian, of course he will not continue to promote his own class.
He is not a personal trainer at the gym.
"Tonight I will give a Dark Magic prevention lesson to make up for everyone's shortcomings." Ian was obviously a little too cautious, and even changed a word to avoid possible hidden dangers.
"Okay, I haven't taken this class since school started. I will participate in tonight's SCP Gathering on time." Qiu Zhang, like many little wizards, yearns for the mysterious Defence Against the Dark Arts.
Nothing more.
Her words made Ian stop in his tracks and look at her with wide eyes in confusion.
"What party are you talking about?" Ian's voice was full of weirdness.
"SCP Gathering."
Qiu Zhang tilted his head in confusion.
"Hiss~"
Ian took a deep breath.
"Who picked this name! How unlucky!" He really didn't expect that he was bringing a group of "C-level wizards" to the party. The name of the SCP Foundation in his previous life was well known to him.
Compared with the members of the foundation under that world view, Defence Against the Dark Arts consumes "professors" at a rate that can only be classified as a pediatrician among pediatricians.
"Secret Circle of Practitioners, is there anything wrong with this name?" Qiu Zhang's reaction to Ian was a bit difficult to understand.
Maybe the thinking of geniuses always makes it impossible for ordinary people like her to keep up?
"The secret circle of practitioners..." Ian finally understood why the abbreviation was SCP. He could only admire that the person with such a name was really a damn talent.
"Call SCOP, go back and give them advice." Ian is a typical hometown thinker. He doesn't believe in any hidden meanings, but he doesn't want to be contaminated with possible bad luck.
The name SCP sounds like everyone is going to be screwed.
No one dies without making a sound.
"Ah? This is a little too weird." Qiu Zhang couldn't understand the naming method of Ian. Could it be that the O in the middle represents Ian who participated in it?
Organizer?
Orchestrator?
But this was still too strange. Qiu and Zhang Bai felt that her brain was overclocked and couldn't figure it out. She didn't understand what the O added to Ian meant all the way.
Soon.
The two returned to Ravenclaw's lounge.
"You go back first."
Ian stood at the gate with no intention of going in.
"Don't you go back to the lounge and take a rest?" Qiu Zhang asked slightly curiously, but saw Ian shaking his head and looking at Bronze Eagle Knocker on the Ravenclaw Common Room door.
"I want to study the door of our lounge." Of course he would not stupidly tell Qiu Zhang in front of him that he and Bronze Eagle Knocker had a very happy conversation recently.
God knows whether Qiu Zhang will go back and tell others that he is also in love with Bronze Eagle Knocker? This classmate who has been on the boat with him has some characteristics of Gryffindor. Watching Qiu Zhang enter the door, the door is closed immediately, and Ian also sits on the floor again, and begins today's teaching and solving doubts.
But the target is not a little wizard.
It's Bronze Eagle Knocker on the door of Ravenclaw Common Room.
"Where do we start today?"
Ian feels that he studied so hard in his previous life, but ended up traveling through time before the things he learned could be put to use. In this life, he must use his remaining energy.
Knowledge needs to be passed on.
Except magic.
Why can't it be number theory, algebraic geometry, and partial differential equations? Even if he gets tired of discussing this type of course, he can still talk about other casual topics with Bronze Eagle Knocker.
For example, Socrates, Descartes, Spinoza, Leibniz, Locke, and Marx.
Charms Class together with Gryffindor is definitely not exciting.
There is no conflict between the students of the two colleges. With the blessing of the "freshmen" buff at the beginning of the school year, the first-year little wizards of Gryffindor did not escape like their predecessors.
"Everyone is here, I'm going to start the roll call." Professor Flitwick has a habit in class, that is, he must first call the roll one by one according to the roll call list.
Every little wizard's name will be clicked by him, and the difficulty of skipping classes is almost rising in a straight line, but the first-year little wizards have probably not yet developed this habit.
In the first session of Charms Class a few days ago, Professor Flitwick, the dean of Ravenclaw, like Professor McGonagall, used his unique skills to make everyone have a strong interest in learning Charms Class.
Professor Flitwick's scene in which "the whole room's furniture and books dance together" received fierce applause that definitely far exceeded that of Professor McGonagall's wonderful leopard Transfiguration.
All the students are eager to start learning Charms Class, and the teaching assistance effect is very good, which is in sharp contrast to the Potions Class professor Snape who receives 0 applause every year.
Maybe Snape thinks his opening remarks are handsome and attractive, but his momentum and tone of voice will only make everyone remember the "idiot" words and phrases in his language.
"We have learned some theories of Charms in the previous class. I think everyone will not forget what I asked to practice correct pronunciation after school."
Compared with professors who teach other courses, Professor Flitwick is too short, so he has to stand on a pile of books to get to the table when he lectures.
"Lumos is one of the greatest magics created in the last century. It is simple and practical, and can even play a certain supporting role when dealing with some special creatures."
"Lumos!"
Professor Flitwick's voice was shrill, but his incantation was unambiguous. After he finished telling the history of Lumos, he also demonstrated how to use Lumos on the spot.
Every pronunciation is pronounced clearly.
It looks like he is teaching kindergarten students to speak.
"It is very important to remember the way to wave the wand and the correct pronunciation of the spell. When you were in school, I saw some students using very good lighting techniques."
While talking.
Professor Flitwick looked at his own college, his eyes full of rare affection, "Especially you, Mr. Prince, your Lumos impressed me deeply. In addition to the fact that most of the Black Lake light showed surging magic that night, you also showed extremely advanced application skills in the competition with other colleges not long ago."
Even though Professor Flitwick seems a bit impartial and selfless, he is actually the dean of the college who is quite protective of his shortcomings. The word "exercise" is simply the epitome of language arts.
"You've won the prize. In fact, my level is not bad." Ian was embarrassed by Professor Flitwick's language arts. After all, due to the vigorous singing of Weasley brothers, all the little wizards present had heard the story of [Marcus Urinary Incontinence Corridor, Witches Trapped in Holy Fire].
"This is excessive modesty."
Professor Flitwick is very happy to show the excellence of Ravenclaw little wizard to other colleges, "You may be able to help me and demonstrate the standard application of Lumos to everyone."
Reasonable request.
Ian smells the extra points.
"Lumos!"
Ian immediately raised his Elder Wand and lit up his most frequently used magic in the classroom. The light emitted from the top of the wand was even brighter than the sunlight outside.
The conspicuous package design is deliberately designed to make everyone feel unable to look directly at Ian, as if Ian's whole body is glowing...Ian even has some lines of light on its body. It means that the little wizards here have never seen Ultraman, otherwise they must say that Ultraman really exists.
"It's amazing!"
"Are my eyes blind? I can't see anything!"
A series of exclamations sounded.
Ian extinguished the light at the top of the wand in satisfaction.
"Marcus·Flint was scared to pee by the green light? It is said that you invented [Urinary Incontinence Curse]. I heard that the sewers of Hogwarts were all given to Marcus that day ·Flint has a blocked urine." The little wizard who made the sound comes from the area of Gryffindor. There may be a new version of the story about Marcus.
"That's still Lumos, kid. Confundus Charm's techniques are quite practical in duels, but that's not what we need to learn in this lesson."
"That requires you to master the advanced skills of Nonverbal Spellcasting in the future, and at the same time, you will not be disturbed by the spells you chant in your mouth to the magic you want to cast in your heart."
Professor Flitwick told the little wizards in a very tactful way that this was a very difficult thing, but he obviously ignored how a first-year wizard could understand these twists and turns.
"Want to learn!"
"I also have an enemy Slytherin... I think he can also be scared to death by me."
"Can't we just take a look?"
Facing the curious and knowledge-seeking eyes, Professor Flitwick couldn't suppress the enthusiasm of the little wizards to learn, so he looked at Ian, a student of his own college.
Ian is a person with high emotional intelligence and understands it instantly.
Without saying a word, he raised his wand and activated the magic.
Nonverbal Spellcasting.
Green light suddenly appeared.
Just like Gatling, there were so many of them that they lit up the entire classroom. At the same time, every little wizard was hit on the forehead, but most of the little wizards didn't react.
"So cool!"
"So handsome!"
"I spend the whole day playing with my friends like this!"
The green light that lit up the room made Ian receive applause.
The little wizards who were immersed in excitement probably didn't see that as soon as the green light on Ian's wand lit up, Professor Flitwick almost jumped off the podium without being frightened.
"Ravenclaw plus five points, this is really an outstanding... magic demonstration?" Fortunately, Professor Flitwick recognized it in time and it was indeed Lumos.
His little heart was really fluctuating, and he was secretly wiping sweat. There was nothing he could do, it was so lifelike, and the color made Professor Flitwick stare at Ian from time to time throughout the next class.
The look in his eyes was very unclear.
Weird.
Until the end of get out of class.
Professor Flitwick looked at Ian who left the classroom surrounded by chattering people and chatted non-stop with other little wizards. He still wanted to raise his hand but hesitated to speak.
But after all, Ian was not left alone.
"Severus, yes, he must have seen it at Severus's place..." On the way back to his office, Professor Flitwick was still muttering to himself in a low voice.
He seemed to have finally found a reason for himself to feel at ease.
"Study! Nighttime is Alchemy's time!"
Ian didn't know that Professor Flitwick was not able to successfully study the language at noon because he was a little suspicious, but he did have a very interesting chat with Bronze Eagle Knocker.
It can be considered as relaxing.
There is definitely no need to make up for additional learning. After all, learning a language is just a pastime.
Compared with various languages that will definitely not be used in a short period of time, Ian is currently preparing to create the first alchemical creation that has never been done before or since, but there are still some bottlenecks that have not been broken through.
He needed more alchemy knowledge to enrich his brain and improve his Alchemy proficiency and even level. Therefore, after class, Ian went straight to the library after dealing with all the classmates.
"It's finally open."
Ian is somewhat fortunate that he still trusts Madam Pince's conscience. Although Madam Pince was absent from work for a long time at noon, it was obvious that Madam Pince did not intend to be absent from work all day.
There were only a few people in the brightly lit library, much less than usual. It must be that everyone thought that the library would not be open to the public all day long after what happened at noon.
"I have to find a way to solve the problem of excessive residues produced by alchemical creations." Ian began to browse through various items in the general area and Restricted Section area of the library.
The problem he encountered was exactly what many people might ask for help on the Internet. His family killed a goat weighing about 100 kilograms. How could he dispose of the goat's body without anyone noticing?
Ian's answer is his own original work - Bone-Crushing and Ash-Scattering Box.
At least in his opinion, this must be a return gift that Aurora likes. A genius idea that can automatically eat goat meat, crush goat bones, and can be put directly into your trouser pocket when not in use.
Who wouldn't love it?
"The main thing is that the remaining ashes must be less than Fiendfyre, otherwise Bone-Crushing and Ash-Scattering Box will have no meaning of existence." Ian kept looking for solutions in various alchemy books.
<The Fifth Element>
<The Realm of God: Creating something out of nothing>
<Exploring Alchemy with the Masters>
Nothing was found.
Perhaps it was because Ian's creativity was too advanced that similar methods were not mentioned in many books. Just when he was a little regretful and prepared to consult his teacher Morgan tomorrow night.
"I have watched you flip through dozens of books over there. From the books you flipped through, I feel that you are looking for a way to convert matter into nothingness? To be honest, this is actually harder to do than what some liar Alchemy masters say is to create something out of nothing. Maybe you can use a method of converting matter into another common thing."
"Such as transforming into air, such as transforming into soil..." Suddenly, just as Ian was standing in front of the bookshelf, flipping through books, a magnetic male voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
Someone is approaching.
Ian Turn your head.
What caught his eye was a book being handed to him.
<Alchemy Decrypted: The Connection Between All Things>
It is an ancient work.
The signature is Hogwarts's Founders Rowena·Ravenclaw, the one who taught Ian his great skills.
"Thank you."
Ian took the book that was handed to him and looked up at the person he was chatting with - a head full of wavy golden hair, and an exaggerated arc that stretched his cheeks when he smiled.
He is...Gilderoy·Lockhart!
[ps: Debt extension, tomorrow]
(End of chapter)