Two days later, Ian was sitting in the office with a stack of documents piled on the table.
He first sent a package, and the recipient was Mr. and Mrs. Flamel.
The package contained a bottle of his specially formulated medicine to alleviate the side effects caused by long-term use of Philosopher's Stone.
This medicine can slowly release the "Magical Resentment" accumulated deep in the soul, allowing energy to flow again.
In fact, with Ian's understanding of the soul, he can solve the problem in an instant.
But he didn't do that.
Because Perenelle·Flamel--the wife of the legendary Alchemy master--
He was once the wizard who broke through "First Limitation".
Even though Ian was confident of defeating her, he was still cautious and unwilling to take unnecessary risks.
He chose the safe way - a plan that took time.
Until he finds a way to break "Second Limitation" on his own, the Flamel couple can only wait patiently.
After doing this, he began to organize his plans for this school year.
"Maybe it's time to officially establish 'Dueling Club'." Ian was recording and thinking in a low voice.
"Let students train their will through actual combat and reach the state of 'Unity of Mind and Thought'. This way, it will be much easier to control magic power."
He was immersed in teaching design when the door of his office was suddenly pushed open.
Hermione·Granger ran in panting, with excitement written on his face.
"Miss Granger, calm down, otherwise don't blame me if you fall down." Ian said calmly without raising his head.
"I'm sorry, Professor."
"It's okay, just pay attention next time." He finally raised his head, "So, why did you come to see me today?"
Hermione took a deep breath and tried to suppress his excited tone. "Professor, Professor McGonagall has approved my application and has also sought the principal's opinion."
"Really?" Ian put down the quill and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "What about the curriculum?"
"It's solved." Hermione said in a brisk tone, "Although I have to take a few classes with classmates Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, there is no conflict overall."
Ian nodded slightly.
He knew very well that Gryffindor usually took classes with Slytherin, and Ravenclaw usually took classes with Hufflepuff.
Hermione's willingness to adjust the course means that she will have to spend a lot of time away from her original friends.
"Then you don't mind spending less time with your friends?" Ian asked.
"There are only Potions Class and History of Magic, I can adapt." Hermione answered seriously.
Ian smiled, "Very good. Professor McGonagall Is there anything else you can say?"
"She asked me to prove that I am capable enough to keep up with your course."
Ian nodded, took out a heavy book from under the table and handed it to her.
"What is this?" Hermione asked curiously.
"See for yourself."
As soon as she opened the book, a strange wave of magic flashed through her, and information poured into her mind like water.
The next moment, she appeared in a virtual classroom--Ian was in front of her.
He explains the principles of magic, from theory to practice: gestures, spells, the path of magic, and even how magic changes under different emotions.
That kind of in-depth explanation is a level higher than other professors at Hogwarts.
When the class was over, Hermione was slightly dizzy. "Professor... how long has it been?"
Ian raised his eyes and looked at the clock. "It's only a few minutes."
Hermione's eyes widened in surprise.
In her perception, the class lasted for a full hour.
She lowered her head and looked at the book again, and found that a detailed course catalog appeared on the page:
Spells, Potions, Transfiguration, Magizoology, and even Ancient Magic Script for starters.
She suddenly remembered something, raised her head and asked, "Professor, I remember that Susan·Bones has a similar book?"
"Yes, she has several."
"Then... when did she start using it?"
Ian replied calmly, "About eight years old."
Hermione was stunned.
No wonder Susan knew almost everything last year.
However, this time - she secretly clenched her fists in her heart -
She won't be left behind anymore.
"Thank you, professor! I'll go back first."
Ian looked at her impatient expression and said with a smile, "Don't use the time expansion function of that book too frequently.
If you use it too much, you will get a headache, and in severe cases, it may even damage your soul."
"I will be careful." Hermione nodded. Before leaving, she asked again, "Professor, can I make such alchemical items in the future?"
"Of course, as long as you study well enough."
Hermione showed a bright smile and almost jumped out of the office.
Ian watched her leave and lowered his head again to correct the document.
However, within a few hours, the office door was pushed open again.
"Susan?" He raised his eyes, "What's the matter?"
"I just saw Hermione·Granger holding an alchemy book, which is exactly the same as mine."
"Yes, I gave it to her."
"Why did you give it to her?" Susan frowned, with a bit of dissatisfaction in his tone.
Ian is still calm. "Because she is very talented, I hope to let her fully realize her potential."
Susan snorted coldly, "I don't believe it. You never do things just because of your 'talent'. There must be other reasons."
Ian finally put down his pen, raised his head and looked at her with a faint smile, "It seems you understand me very well."
He paused and his tone became serious. "Actually, the reason is very simple -
You've been a little proud lately.
I think it's time to find you a competitor who can keep you awake."
Susan immediately puffed up his chest. "She is not as smart as me!"
"Then prove it to me." Ian's tone was emotionless but provocative.
"Prove that even if she has the same conditions as you, you can still beat her."
Susan gritted his teeth and his eyes flashed with stubbornness.
If it had been anyone else, she would have smiled contemptuously.
But Hermione... She knew that girl was smart and hard-working, and her lead last year was all due to poor information.
Now, the gap has been smoothed out, and she must rely on strength.
"I will." She replied word for word, then turned to leave.
Ian added softly, "By the way, Hermione has been approved by Professor McGonagall to take my course one year in advance."
Susan's steps paused slightly, and his back froze for a few seconds.
Then he left straight away - but in the direction, it was obviously not the dormitory, but Professor McGonagall's office.
Ian looked at the closed door and smiled.
"Competition can make people grow better than praise."