Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 110 109: The savior didn’t enroll in school, so he’s going to drop out?

In the empty classroom.

Quirrell carefully cleaned up all traces of his spellcasting, waved his sleeves, and took away all the remains, leaving no visible evidence in the classroom.

A few minutes later.

After confirming that Quirrell had gone far away, the two people slowly appeared. It was still the same special effect, and various colors began to emerge in the air, as if weaving into two people.

"He's a cautious man."

Aurora stared down the hallway as Quirrell disappeared.

"But his master obviously does not possess such qualities." Ian also made his own evaluation. He really did not expect that Voldemort would let Quirrell attack the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Even if the person holding this position was not Grindelwald, but a serious and incompetent wizard, it would not be easy to kill someone quietly in Hogwarts - even a young wizard like Ian knew that the portraits in the castle and even the castle itself had the ability to witness and record.

"You seem to know this person's background very well. If I remember correctly, he just returned to school today?" Aurora turned her head and looked at the little Ravenclaw wizard beside her.

"That's a keen sense of smell, my friend. Only if you have observation skills like mine are you worthy of becoming a Hogwarts detective." Ian patted Aurora's shoulder.

"????"

The little girl had a confused expression on her face.

"Perhaps you should go and warn your grandfather to prevent him from accidentally capsizing in the gutter?" Ian actually hoped that Grindelwald could eliminate the dangerous factor Quirrell as soon as possible.

He spoke carefully to remind her.

Aurora shook her head. "If my grandfather was really that easy to kill, you wouldn't see him here. Perhaps the only person in the world who could kill him is Dumbledore."

A very firm judgment.

Ian nodded thoughtfully.

"You want to use Veritaserum on your grandfather?" He recalled that Aurora had taken away several doses of Veritaserum raw materials in Snape's office just now.

"Yes."

Aurora nodded. "I need to know a secret that he doesn't want to tell me. This secret is very important to me. It has been bothering me for a long time and has made it difficult for me to truly calm down."

She didn't go on to explain what she wanted to know. Maybe it was something about her parents, or maybe it was something else. Ian didn't dare to ask too much about private matters.

"Since you know that your grandfather is difficult to trick, how can you make him drink the Veritaserum without knowing it?" Ian didn't think that Grindelwald couldn't tell the difference between food mixed with Veritaserum.

This question really stumped Aurora. It was obvious that this German girl had not seriously considered this question before, and she was obviously the kind of person who would take things one step at a time.

For the little witch with the power of prophecy, perhaps this can be regarded as a growth defect brought about by the power of prophecy. After all, for many things, she only needs to use her power of prophecy to take a look when the time comes to find a solution. Naturally, she will ignore a lot of preparations that should be made in the early stage when thinking and trying to solve the problem.

There is nothing wrong with doing this when dealing with other people, but when dealing with someone whose predictive ability is much stronger than hers, Aurora obviously can't think of how to deal with it.

"What do you recommend?"

She asked for help from her only friend and told him about her previous attempts, "I always thought that Dumbledore was my grandfather's weakness..."

This little girl had actually learned human transfiguration and tried to use Dumbledore's appearance to deceive Grindelwald, but her skills were not proficient enough and she was exposed halfway.

of course.

Grindelwald had discovered her situation before she was exposed and had been teasing her, which caused her to give up the idea and instead wanted to use a simpler and more direct truth serum.

"How old are you? You're learning human transformation?" Ian was somewhat surprised by Aurora's extremely unreasonable talent. He had a cheat, but the German girl in front of him didn't!

Hogwarts Mystique?
Something!
"Can I teach you? Although I'm not very proficient now..." Aurora thought Ian was a little envious of her magic, but unexpectedly Ian shook his head like a rattle.

"At least you have to wait until I grow to 1.8 meters tall. I know about this magic. Learning it too early will affect your development. I don't think you should continue to study it too early."

Faced with Ian's advice.

Aurora nodded without objection.

“I have stopped studying.”

There was a hint of regret in her tone, which was certainly not directed at the magic itself, but rather because she had studied this magic for a long time but had not been able to obtain the information she wanted.

Ian pondered for a moment and finally came up with a solution.

"The safest way is to let Dumbledore help you ask what you want to know. Didn't you say that you are now an apprentice recognized by Dumbledore?"

"Based on my understanding of Dumbledore, as long as the things you want to know are not dangerous, it should not be difficult to get his help."

"Of course, maybe you need me to help you choose clothes." Ian gave a suggestion in a low voice. He planned to ask the elves to help him make a set of clothes for Ariana to wear on the day she died.

It should work well?

"is that useful?"

Aurora looked very suspicious.

"If the plan succeeds, I think Dumbledore can help you feed our professor Veritaserum." Ian blinked, but it didn't give Aurora much confidence.

"You don't have any useful ideas anyway, right? Your grandfather is not easy to deal with. We can't fill all the taps in Hogwarts with Veritaserum, can we?" Ian took Aurora to the Slytherin College lounge. He swore that he just mentioned it casually and wanted Aurora to try his suggestion.

However, I never expected that the German girl's eyes would light up immediately after hearing this.

"Your suggestion is good!"

She stopped and her face was full of excitement.

Ian leaned over to listen and saw that the seemingly harmless girl was actually mumbling about math, calculating how much truth serum she would need to brew to fill the water pipes of Hogwarts.

"?????"

This was really Ian's turn to be confused.

"You don't really want to do that, do you? Snape doesn't have that much material in his office." Ian held his pocket, fearing that Aurora would "confiscate" the things he had bought for free.

"It's definitely not enough..."

Aurora did some calculations and came to a result that made her a little dejected.

"I think we can change our thinking. Even if you don't think Dumbledore will help you, and you want to act on your own, you can also take advantage of your self-confidence as a prophet."

"Create an appearance that can be predicted, and then hide your true purpose under this appearance. I think this should have a certain probability of success."

Ian vowed to save other little wizards.

Perhaps Grindelwald himself did not expect that some of the knowledge about prophecy he had taught Ian not long ago would be used by Ian to give Aurora advice on how to deal with him.

"Use prophecy to mislead my grandfather?"

Aurora was successfully attracted by this proposal. Along the way, Ian began to give her advice in a vivid manner, and she nodded from time to time and expressed her own opinions.

that's it.

Aurora got a new idea.

Ian gained new insights into the possible weaknesses of the prophets.

All are happy.

"arrive."

When Aurora stopped, Ian, who was immersed in "academic exchange", realized that he was actually sent by Aurora to the Ravenclaw lounge on the top floor. He was wondering why he had to go up the stairs, thinking that Aurora wanted to go somewhere else.

"thanks for your advice."

Aurora gave Ian a hug, then turned and left, leaving Ian feeling a little weird. He stood there wondering why he was sent back to the dormitory by the girls.

Under normal circumstances, shouldn't boys send girls back to the dormitory?

"So you went out at night to go on a date."

The faint voice of the bronze eagle head made Ian feel as if he heard the horn of hell.

He turned his head.

He looked at the bronze eagle head on the gate with a horrified expression.

as predicted.

"Please prove the Goldbach conjecture to me." The bronze eagle head then asked its own door-opening question. It was obvious that it did not intend to let Ian go back to the dormitory to sleep.

Ian felt what it felt like to hit himself in the foot with a heavy ball and decisively chose to run to the Room of Requirement. Faced with such a challenge, any hesitation for a second was due to his overconfidence in his math skills.

Just as Ian dived into the Room of Requirement, Aurora walked down the quiet and deserted corridor and stopped in front of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office where the lights were still on.

Haven't raised your hand yet.

The door opened automatically.

"Grandfather, did you know I was coming?"

Aurora hesitated for a moment and then stepped into the office.

"I think you should seriously consider the advice given to you by little Ian. It has a much higher success rate than your own ideas." Gilderoy Grindelwald was writing furiously in the room.

"You're spying on us?"

Aurora's eyes widened in surprise.

"Of course I won't cheat in our little game." Gilderoy Grindelwald chuckled. His Lockhart-like face made Aurora a little uncomfortable.

But he was obviously already used to this face. "Dumbledore asked me to monitor the little mouse, which allowed me to see that you discovered the little mouse's little secret."

Gilderoy Grindelwald kept writing with his hand, and patted a small mirror beside him with his other hand, which seemed to reflect Quirrell's every move in the castle.

“This castle is truly magical.”

He made a heartfelt assessment of Hogwarts.

"Grandfather, do you already know that he is going to attack you?" Aurora sat down opposite the desk consciously, took the small mirror in front of herself and studied the magic on it.

She shares Ian's love of learning.

After all, no matter how good your talent is, it needs to be realized to be considered excellent.

"Yes, it's all our headmaster's fault. I lost some interesting surprises." Gilderoy Grindelwald sighed, and his tone seemed to be really regretful.

"What are you going to do?"

Aurora looked up curiously.

"This is something our headmaster needs to consider. I think he probably wants to use this little mouse to trick his good students back to Hogwarts."

Gilderoy Grindelwald finally put down the quill in his hand, "You didn't come to me to ask about the fate of our Muggle Studies professor."

The story on the page in front of him temporarily stopped at the moment when the two people met. It was not because he was tired of writing, but there were some stories that he really hoped would not happen again.

"I almost hit Ian with magic today. Even though he didn't seem to care about it, it made me very upset." Aurora's little face was full of regret.

"The fact that this scene was not predicted makes you confused, right?" Gilderoy Grindelwald did not seem surprised. He stared at the little relative in front of him with his deep eyes.

The German girl nodded hesitantly.

"I remember you told me that we can always see anything that is closely related to our life development." Her tone was filled with insecurity about her own talents.

Gilderoy Grindelwald, who had taken in all of Aurora's reactions, simply chuckled and said, "You greatly underestimate the strength and achievements that your friend has already achieved."

"And I have always told you that your prophetic talent has much greater potential than mine, so of course your talent will not have any flaws or weaknesses. It just won't reveal to you things that are impossible." The meaning of Gilderoy Grindelwald's response was very clear.

"what?"

This answer was obviously somewhat unexpected to Aurora.

She didn't even wait for her to come to her senses.

Gilderoy Grindelwald took out a book from the drawer.

"I can't help you in the process of exploring your own potential, but I know that you came here to see me at this time just to prevent similar things from happening in the future."

“Everyone in my family seems to have this personality trait.”

He handed the book to Aurora and said, "I hope it will help you sleep well tonight. Of course, that's provided you can get your friends to perform it with you."

Hear the words.

Aurora took the book curiously.

She looked down.

Blood Covenant

Under bright lights.

The cover of the book has creeping words in a scarlet color.

……

After returning to the Room of Requirement, Ian immediately set up a crucible and began to brew potions. Even though Quirrell would probably choose the fastest way to kill himself, he had already obtained a lot of materials, so even if he didn't brew the infinite firepower potion, he still planned to brew something else.

"Polyjuice Potion is a good thing." Since Ian had discussed human body transformation with Aurora before, the first thing he thought of was this method of human body transformation with no side effects.

As the saying goes, be prepared and be prepared.

Keeping a variety of potions on hand is also an option to increase your resources. Potions masters usually carry about a hundred or eighty bottles of various potions when they go out.

"I'm not a master, so I only need to carry fifty bottles." Ian was used to brewing multiple potions at the same time. He chose several potions with longer brewing cycles and polyjuice potions and started boiling them at the same time.

All of a sudden.

The entire Room of Requirement was filled with a complex smell of herbs, which were filtered by Ian's air filter and had become the smell of boiling water of life and death when it was released outside. Even if Snape's sense of smell was more sensitive than a dog's nose, he would probably just think that Ian was trying to sell sleeping pills.

The good uncle might be a master of potions, but he was obviously not as omnipotent as Ian, and he certainly could not have imagined that Ian had specially made an air filter just to fool him.

"As witty as I am!"

Ian took out another masterpiece of his. Brewing the potion required some complicated operations in the early stages, so while waiting for the interval between each step, he did not forget to study the "Book of Parseltongue".

"Gulu gulu gulu~"

"Hiss, hiss, hiss~"

The Room of Requirement suddenly became much more lively. In addition to the noises and smells of various dangerous potions being brewed, there was also a constant "hissing" sound like a snake's whisper. Combined with the Book of Bones held in Ian's hands and the Dementors cleaning, the scene looked even more terrifying than a dark wizard's lair.

Even the cave where Voldemort hid himself might not be this creepy.

Time passed little by little.

After completing the complicated process of making the potion, Ian chose to go to another room to rest. After all, the smell of the potion was really unpleasant, and life required quality and a sense of ritual.

The next morning.

It is not the time for all the little wizards to wake up yet.

Ian, who had slept on a 20-meter-long Simmons mattress in the Room of Requirement and then walked 50 meters on the red carpet to the main entrance, had already gotten up early to start a full day. However, as soon as he walked out of the main entrance of the Room of Requirement and turned a corner, he ran into a body as big as a mountain.

"Pu~"

Ian fell directly to the ground.

"Hagrid?"

He looked up and saw the mountain of flesh he had crashed into. It was none other than Hagrid, the half-blood giant from Hogwarts. At this moment, the big guy was staring at him with a bewildered expression, holding a mirror on his shoulder.

Since Ian squeezed some mouth cleaner into his mouth when he went out, there were bubbles coming out of his mouth all the time, which was obviously why Hagrid was scared.

"Is there anyone who can help this little wizard? He's foaming at the mouth!" Hagrid looked around for help in panic, but naturally there was no living person on the eighth floor who responded so early in the morning.

"It's okay, Hagrid, I'm brushing my teeth." Ian quickly interrupted Hagrid's shouting, and when he opened his mouth to speak, several bubbles came out of his mouth.

These bubbles float lightly in the air, as crystal clear as morning dewdrops, and as fleeting as a dream bubble - obviously the result of accidentally squeezing too much oral cleaner.

"Sorry, Ian, I got distracted."

Hagrid's burly body was not shaken at all by Ian's collision. He felt nervous and guilty for knocking Ian down, but he couldn't bend over to support Ian because of the things on his shoulders.

"It's okay, I hit you."

Ian stood up and brushed the dust off his butt. His eyes were drawn to the ancient mirror in Hagrid's hand. The patterns on it gave him a very familiar feeling.

"Mirror of Erised!"

Ian couldn't help but exclaimed, his eyes excited. This was something he had always believed that he would only be able to find in Hogwarts in the next semester.

"Do you recognize this mirror?"

Hagrid looked at the little guy in front of him with some surprise.

"Of course, of course, I've seen it in the book." Ian's eyes were completely fixed on the Mirror of Erised. If he guessed correctly, this mirror was the one that Teacher Morgan wanted.

"You are such a knowledgeable little wizard." Hagrid touched Ian's head with his big hand. "I don't know what it is, but Dumbledore asked me to find it and bring it to his office. I think Dumbledore must need it to tidy up his clothes. The headmaster's office has indeed always lacked a full-length mirror."

His words made Ian a little confused.

"Haven't you seen this mirror?" Ian felt that Hagrid probably didn't turn over the cloth covering the mirror. Otherwise, even if he didn't know much about the Mirror of Erised, he should understand the most direct function of this mirror.

"Dumbledore told me not to look, so of course I had to listen to him. He must have his reasons for saying that." Hagrid's matter-of-fact look fully demonstrated what true loyalty is.

"May I take a look at it?"

Ian knew that this mirror could speak if it was used in the right way, and even without that method, this mirror could still reflect a person's greatest desires.

Who wouldn’t be curious about this?

Anyway, Ian really wants to know what his biggest desire is, whether it is to stand at the pinnacle of magic and become an extraordinary wizard or to have a warm and beautiful family.

"Then you have to go find Dumbledore. I can't act on his behalf." Hagrid hesitated and didn't agree. Perhaps he was worried that there was some dangerous magic attached to the mirror.

"Ok."

Ian was a little reluctant to leave, but he also knew that he would definitely go to find Dumbledore. After all, he had promised in Twilight Zone to help Morgan find and bring the mirror.

"Good boy, I have to put this mirror in Dumbledore's office first. I have a lot to do today. I also need to go to the Forbidden Forest to help him find some very rare materials."

"Remember to come to my cabin when you are free, and I will help you find some things you need." Hagrid patted Ian on the head and walked towards the principal's office.

He was obviously familiar with the potion ingredients that Ian often used.

"What is Dumbledore trying to do..." Ian looked at Hagrid's burly back. When he looked away, he was attracted by the small cloth bag faintly visible on Hagrid's waist.

When the small cloth bag and a bunch of keys collided.

The sound is very crisp.

(End of this chapter)