Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 166 Chapter 165: Safety Measures! Ian's Birthday!

What happened in Knockturn Alley was an unexpected episode.

However, for Ian, who had been struggling for many days but still failed to get Lupin's blood, such an episode could really be regarded as someone handing a pillow under his neck when he felt sleepy.

It took an entire afternoon before Ian and Lupin finally left Knockturn Alley with satisfaction.

"What did you do to them?" Lupin still couldn't recover after an entire afternoon. He couldn't get any useful information from the werewolves with missing limbs. Being beaten up by a little wizard was indeed an unspeakable humiliation for the werewolves with strong self-esteem.

"Of course, it's to make them accept my truth wholeheartedly." Ian fiddled with his bulging purse, which contained blood from dozens of different werewolves.

Of course, in addition to the diversity of blood samples, Ian also asked the werewolves to collect some other body fluids themselves. He was very interested in the werewolves' reproductive ability and whether their breast milk was also contagious.

However, among the relevant studies on werewolves, none of the books involved contained similar content, so the young wizard naturally had no choice but to do his own research to fill this academic gap.

"What's the big truth?" After Lupin returned to the Wu Orphanage, he immediately began to clean up the blood left in the room. He also suffered a lot of non-fatal injuries in the previous battle.

Even though he had treated the wound and cleaned up most of the blood in the room when he came back, he still had to be careful enough for safety reasons. If a child accidentally came into contact with his blood, it would be an irreparable tragedy.

Children of a few years old dare to put even maggots in their mouths, and licking unknown liquids from certain places is just basic exercise. Many cases of children being poisoned actually come from such bad habits.

"Of course the wand has the final say, and the truth is only within the range of the wand... Didn't you see that their eyes have become much clearer after they have gained knowledge in this area?" Ian stared at the vein on Lupin's arm that was best for drawing blood. He actually wanted some samples of the [Awakening Potion] that had not been taken before.

Lupin felt a little uneasy when being looked at by the little wizard.

"I only saw your coercion..."

When he mentioned this incident, he couldn't help but recall the tragic plight of the werewolves again.

A few silver Sickles could buy a large amount of werewolf's blood, and this transaction seemed better than paying him a copper Knut. The dark wizards in Knockturn Alley did not dare to do this kind of business of exploiting werewolves.

"I just used American hegemony a little bit. The victor certainly deserves the right to set prices for the experimental products." Ian already felt that he was very generous.

At least he didn't capture the werewolves and keep them in captivity.

If this is not good, then what is good?

"How much werewolf blood did you get?" Lupin didn't even want to think about the large syringe Ian used. The syringe looked thicker than his forearm.

"A few dozen kilograms, not too much."

Ian roughly estimated what he had gained from this trip.

"..."

Lupin really didn't know how to comment on this answer, which sounded a bit unsatisfied. You know, the blood transactions in the market are only calculated based on units such as "ounces".

"What are you going to do with all that werewolf blood?"

This is what he couldn't understand the most. It's not like he hasn't come into contact with masters of potions before. The beautiful wife of his best brother is a potion genius.

"I realized that there might be a lot of treasures hidden in the werewolf virus. If I want to decipher the secrets of the werewolf virus, the little blood I have may not be enough." Ian never thought of himself as just a simple potion maker. He also believed that some methods on the scientific side could also be applied on the magical side.

There may be no bad viruses in this world. The bad ones may just be people who use viruses incorrectly.

"I always feel that you are planning to do something extremely evil... I will still report what happened today to Dumbledore." Lupin wiped the sweat from his forehead with a chill down his spine.

Now I have recovered a little.

He also thought about many things. The only reasonable explanation for what happened before was that the strength of this little wizard might not be judged by common sense.

I can only say that he is worthy of being a mixed-blood of five families!
The strength is so terrifying!
After vaguely realizing that the person in front of him might be a little monster with terrifying strength, Lupin finally realized why Albus Dumbledore needed someone to keep an eye on Ian.

Under twelve years old.

His strength is much stronger than that of an adult wizard like him.

In some ways, this might be even more worrying than the Dark Lord... At least the Dark Lord always has a purpose when doing bad things, but the little wizard might do bad things just out of curiosity?

As a member of the largest group of troublemakers in the past, Lupin couldn't even imagine what kind of disaster a powerful little wizard could inadvertently cause!
"If you hadn't chosen to leave so early, you would have been able to report in more detail. You would have known the domineering story of the little wizard showing off his magical powers and the vicious werewolf trembling in fear."

Ian was not shy about showing off his achievements. It was only when he rushed from Diagon Alley to Knockturn Alley that Lupin ran away, otherwise he would have said anything to let Lupin see his handsome side.

As for the so-called small reports.

When had he ever worried about anything like that?

"I know you're very powerful, okay?" Lupin sighed heavily, his eyes falling on Ian's purse, "You really don't have any extremely terrifying alchemical tools hidden on you?"

Even though he had accepted the reality, he still felt a little magical in his heart... I'm afraid that Albus Dumbledore didn't have such strength when he was less than twelve years old.

As one of the core members of the Order of the Phoenix, the fact that Lupin had such thoughts in his mind showed how much of a shock the situation created by the little wizard had caused to the heart of this poor werewolf.

"What kind of horror do you want to know? I don't think I'm prepared. If you mean props of mass destruction, I don't think I can come up with a few suitable works at the moment." Faced with the "inquiry" from the "supervisor", the little wizard chose to tell the truth and tilted his head to respond.

however.

Although he had shown his honesty and enthusiasm, this was obviously not the answer Lupin wanted to hear. The forehead of the destitute middle-aged man was already sweating madly.

He felt that perhaps he shouldn't have been so foolish as to ask this question. If he hadn't asked it, his heart wouldn't be so uneasy and his brain wouldn't be so trembling at this moment.

"Has Hogwarts become so tolerant nowadays..." As soon as these hoarse words came out of his mouth, Lupin seemed to feel his own stupidity again.

This is not.

The little wizard's answer immediately silenced Lupin.

"If Hogwarts can tolerate werewolves studying in the school, then why can't it tolerate someone like me who is full of curiosity? I don't mean to humiliate you by saying this."

"I'm just giving an example of how inclusive Hogwarts is. It has a very good relationship with me." Sincerity may indeed be a surefire way to achieve success at certain times.

Ian used only one sentence.

Let Lupin no longer want to worry about this issue.

"It's almost time for dinner, you should go eat." He wanted to be alone and quiet for a while, not because he was hurt, but mainly because he wanted to digest what happened during the day.

"Are you going to drink this [Awakening Potion]?" Ian took out the potion that Lupin had handed to him before, but Lupin shook his head after a moment of hesitation.

"With the bottle of wolfsbane potion you gave me, at least I won't have any problems tonight... As for this medicine of unknown origin, I don't think it's a wise choice to drink it casually."

Lupin must have struggled for a long time in his mind. When he finally turned his eyes away from the [Awakening Potion], there was a bit of struggle in his eyes. This was already a display of great perseverance, just like if you are not a hero, you will not read the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. If you are not a werewolf, you will not understand the fear of the werewolf in the full moon night.

"Then let me study it first."

Ian felt that Lupin's judgment made sense. Although he did not find anything abnormal in those werewolves, no one could tell whether the [Awakening Potion] would have any side effects in the long run.

There is no such thing as a free lunch, nor a cheap lunch… The guy pretending to be the ancestor of Gryffindor might be using the werewolves of Knockturn Alley for [clinical trials]. Those who often use humans for experiments know that phase I and II [clinical trials] are most likely to have various problems.

"I'm in no hurry."

Lupin seemed to be hesitant to speak.

In fact, he trusts Prince, his other half, more.

of course.

Limited to potion level.

However, this trust limited to the level of potion also has a prerequisite, that is, the half of the potion brewed by Prince just doesn't come to his mouth.

"Are you afraid that I will ask my uncle to do research together?" Ian immediately understood the embarrassed expression on Lupin's face. He also knew a lot about the feud between Lupin's gang and Snape.

"You used Legilimency on me?"

Lupin was horrified.

Ian had never thought it would be so refreshing to see such an expression on someone else's face.

"Does this require mind reading?"

He felt the happiness that Teacher Morgan once had, so he was smiling very happily at this moment.

"I don't want to sow discord between your families. After all, we are in different positions. From my point of view, Snape is not a trustworthy person."

There was no emotion in Lupin's tone, he just expressed his opinion of Snape. It was not prejudice, just like what he said, everyone was in a different position.

For this down-and-out werewolf, the death of his best friend and his best friend's wife were all related to Snape. He certainly would not have any trust in Snape, the former Death Eater.

"Don't worry. The [Awakening Potion] also has its flaws. I can definitely make a perfect wolfsbane potion, and I intend to keep this honor to myself."

Ian blinked and looked serious.

"..."

Lupin felt that he should feel relieved by the young wizard's sincere answer, but in fact his mood at this moment could be described as indescribably complicated.

"You could actually be a little... not so honest." Lupin didn't want to teach the little wizard bad things, but he wanted to make the experience of communicating with the little wizard a little less speechless.

"Ok."

Ian nodded in agreement and took out a small notebook.

"You're not going to take notes on this, are you?"

Lupin felt that he finally sensed some of the aura of a Ravenclaw student in Ian.

however.

He didn't know.

[Today, sunny. After Senior Lupin fled from the battlefield and ran back to clean the floor for an hour after I had solved the problem with great difficulty, Senior Lupin once again began to instigate me to lie more.]

What the young wizard wrote down in his little notebook was actually the report he was going to make to Albus Dumbledore. After all, he couldn't just allow Lupin to keep reporting on him, right? In fact, Ian had been recording the report for several days, and he still maintained his style of only telling the truth.

"I have to go eat."

After making a note in the notebook, Ian did not answer Lupin. He packed up his things and walked straight to the door of Lupin's dim room.

"By the way, you won't be going out tonight, right?"

After Ian opened the door, he suddenly stopped.

He turned around and asked.

This made Lupin slightly stunned.

"Of course I won't go out. I will lock the door and wait quietly in the room for my transformation to end. Don't worry, I have already done the work of protecting the windows and doors."

Lupin showed Ian his own set of precautions.

The little wizard nodded slightly.

"Yeah, that's good. Senior has prepared so well, I believe you won't mind if I add some more protective measures?" Ian asked in a slightly teasing tone.

"Uh...of course not."

Lupin hesitated for a moment before nodding his head and agreeing. He also had some knowledge of the young wizard's alchemy skills, and anyone who could learn from Nick Flamel certainly couldn't be weak.

"Are you going to reinforce the walls of my room?" Seeing the young wizard take out a circle of silk thread and start drawing patterns on the wall, Lupin immediately wanted to contribute to the transformation of this safe house.

only.

He had just walked up to the little wizard, and after seeing what the little wizard took out, his body immediately froze, and beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead again.

"These things... should explode, right?" Lupin saw Ian fixing small square boxes on the wall. The continuously flashing red light on them made him jump with fear.

As the "Moon Face" on the original Marauder's Map, the werewolf's alchemy level is at least above that of most ordinary wizards, so he immediately recognized the danger of these small square boxes.

"Of course, just install them in your room, and if the wall structure is seriously damaged, they will produce an explosion strong enough to tear apart a full-grown troll."

Ian looked at Lupin in surprise. He really didn't expect Lupin to have such good taste. After that, he continued to install the small square box in Lupin's room.

"Forehead……"

The sweat on Lupin's forehead became more and more intense.

"What about the safety precautions?"

He tactfully reminded the little wizard that he didn't need such things.

only.

"It's a safety precaution. Don't worry, this kind of explosion is very safe. It will only explode inside, not outside, and will not affect innocent people who may be passing by outside."

The young wizard's confident explanation left Lupin speechless. After hesitating for a while, he finally understood what Ian was talking about.

Dare to love.

Is to kill me.

Are you safe now?

"..."

Lupin remained silent with a depressed look on his face. He saw Ian decorate the room, then watched Ian wave to him, opened the door and ran towards the restaurant.

"Click~"

After using magic to close the door and lock it, Lupin finally couldn't hold it anymore.

"Wu's Orphanage... This ghost place must have some story..." Looking at the small square boxes jumping densely on the wall, Lupin didn't know if he was hallucinating. He thought of another wizard who walked out of here, and there was always a feeling in his heart that the disciple might have surpassed the master.

"Asking me to keep an eye on a guy like this... Dumbledore trusts me too much!" There were thousands of words in his heart, but in the end they just turned into a sigh from Lupin's mouth.

Until now, he has not thought about running away.

This is definitely true loyalty to Albus Dumbledore.

……

Time passed day by day. After returning from Knockturn Alley, Ian focused on research and study. During this long vacation, every day seemed free and full of plans.

Time passed quietly in the sound of the friction between the pen tip and the paper. A fulfilling life, with some small discoveries and progress every day, also diluted Ian's anxiety about the "cooling-off period" of the hazy fantasy.

The most direct manifestation of this emotion is that he used to beat the black-robed skeletons every morning, noon and evening, but now he only beats the black-robed skeletons a few times in the morning and evening.

The suitcase given by Albus Dumbledore was only used to carry clothes and groceries. It was not as wide as Newt's, which made it impossible for the black-robed skeleton to hide in it.

Whenever it was beaten and screamed, the Dementor would hide in the corner and secretly giggle. This might be the only happiness that the Dementor raised by Ian could get.

This happiness is absolutely precious to Dementors.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been happy to witness Ian fighting the Black Robe Skeleton every time Ian beat the Black Robe Skeleton and the Black Robe Skeleton would take out his anger on it afterwards.

"You are such a bitch!" Ian sometimes uses Dementors to vent his anger. In the hot summer, when there is no air conditioning, he often releases Dementors to use as air conditioning.

The effect is much better than that of a clam air conditioner. The temperature can be reduced to a refreshing level in just one second. By stuffing a Dementor into the ventilation duct, the temperature in an old building will become quite suitable.

The effect is much better than the [Corpse Preservation Spell] invented by Aurora. Yes, Ian often communicates with his good friends, and the speed of sending messages by the Black Phoenix is ​​just a little slower than the Internet.

However, Aurora was often busy and her reply speed was always uncertain. Ian guessed that maybe she was taking advantage of the summer vacation to secretly study practical courses without telling anyone.

If not.

[Corpse Preservation Spell] [One-Second Bone-Removing Spell] [Crown Fountain Spell] [Maggot Explosion Spell] These magics seemed quite underworld to Ian and would never be shared with him by Aurora again and again.

Especially the last one [Dung Maggot Explosion Spell] is extremely powerful, it can directly transform all the food residues in the intestinal cavity of a target into dung maggots in an instant.

It is really hard to imagine what kind of mental state Aurora was in when she developed these improved spells. Perhaps it was because in her opinion, the young wizard had always been more fond of this kind of evil curse?
"Even a person as infernal as me finds these spells too outrageous..." Ian did not discourage Aurora's desire to share. He also shared his research results with this German girl.

He didn't have any new achievements in magic, but through studying the blood of werewolves, he successfully discovered some key ingredients in the [Awakening Potion].

This enabled him to achieve a breakthrough in his work on improving the [Wolfsbane Potion]. However, for several months, the polluting nature of werewolves continued to be a problem that troubled him.

This is also something that the [Awakening Potion] cannot eradicate, and it is indeed not a problem that can be easily solved. Having made no progress or breakthrough, Ian turned to researching and developing two products.

That is the [Werewolf Potion] created based on the infectious nature of werewolf blood, and the [Speedy Healing Potion] extracted and made based on the self-healing ability of werewolf blood.

First of all, the advantage of the [Werewolf Potion] is that it does not need to enter the target's body, just sprinkle it on the target to successfully transform the target into a werewolf. The disadvantage is also obvious, that is, this transformation is permanent, and the transformed person will be no different from other werewolves born from normal infection.

“It’s still because the infection cannot be controlled.”

This shortcoming is not unsolvable, but Ian currently has no solution for it. The best he can do is to achieve the effect of [Speedy Healing Potion].

The user can heal all diseases and injuries in the body within thirty minutes. Since only certain key components related to self-healing are extracted from the werewolf's blood, its infectiousness is very low. As long as you don't drink it for ten or eight days in a row, you basically don't have to worry about turning into a werewolf after drinking it.

of course.

There are also disadvantages.

That is, the cost is extremely expensive.

It takes ten kilograms of werewolf blood to extract a bottle of [Speedy Healing Potion]. The wizarding world also has potions with similar effects, but the effects are not as obvious but the cost is much lower.

"Anyway, at this stage, neither of these two works can be considered mature works." Ian was not discouraged. He knew that it was only a matter of time before he overcame the problem.

As his level of [Potion Mastery] increases, he will surely be able to perfect these two potions one day. The confidence that comes from being a hacker will ensure that he will never be confused.

“Studying and researching always make people feel fulfilled.” Sometimes when Ian was taking a break, he would lie in the yard of the orphanage and watch the sunset in the sky dye the horizon orange.

As the sun rises and the moon sets again, time passes silently like quicksand on your fingertips. Life always weaves a unique chapter of summer day after day.

It's another early morning.

On a day gently embraced by warm sunshine, the small courtyard of the orphanage was filled with laughter. This day was a special day for Ian.

July 7th—that was his birthday.

Although the orphanage is simple, every inch of it is filled with love and hope. The director, Ms. Elena, a woman who always has a gentle smile, has quietly planned a small surprise for Ian. She knows that for every child, a birthday is not just a sign of growing older, but also a proof of being remembered and loved.

Therefore, almost every orphan can get a celebration from Ms. Elena on their birthday, and most of the orphans' birthdays are when she picked them up. No paper or pen is needed, no records are needed, Ms. Elena has never forgotten the beginning of the story between herself and each child.

As the midday sun quietly climbed up the window lattice, the orphanage's small restaurant was decorated warmly and uniquely.

Colorful balloons swayed gently, a hand-painted banner that read "Happy Birthday, Ian" hung on the wall, and meals that were much richer than usual and a small cake were always present.

"Make a wish." Ms. Elena personally put a celebratory hat on Ian.

"Ah."

Ian closed his eyes, silently prayed, and then blew out the candles that symbolized his turning 12. The children who had been waiting for a long time were all given a small piece of cake.

"What wish did you make?" Lupin was also present at Ian's birthday celebration. He was very curious about what kind of desires a child like the little wizard had in his heart.

"you guess?"

Ian blinked and didn't answer.

Mia, the little girl next to him, had been staring at the cream he had picked out from his plate. Now she struggled to temporarily shift her gaze away from the cream.

"Wishes won't come true if you tell them out loud. Uncle Lupin, you must be up to something bad." The little girl spoke righteously with a firm tone, and her childish voice was filled with the innocence that all children have.

"..."

Lupin had no idea how to respond. He had only wanted to take this opportunity to talk about the little wizard's ambitions, but he never expected that in the eyes of the child, he would become a villain.

"It's my fault."

He saw several children looking at him, so he could only admit his mistake with a guilty expression. The little wizard smiled happily and silently took out a small notebook to write down what happened today.

[Today, it was sunny. Senior Lupin had bad intentions towards me and almost deceived me. Fortunately, I am very popular, so I avoided a situation where everyone cried when they heard his sorrow.]

He seemed to be still writing the truth, but he had learned to use rhetoric more frequently, and the little wizard had obviously mastered the use of exaggerated sentences.

"What are you doing?"

Mia came over curiously and wanted to see Ian's little notebook.

however.

Ian stuffed the little notebook into her arms in time and did not let the little girl succeed. If anyone in the orphanage liked the big mouth the most, it would naturally be this clever girl with the characteristics of Gryffindor.

"Where's my gift, Mia! Didn't you prepare a birthday present for me?" After putting away the little notebook, Ian used his righteous request to divert Mia's attention.

"How is that possible! Of course I'm prepared!" Mia immediately took out the birthday present she had prepared. It was a small box wrapped in exquisite paper.

"Ian, this is the sound of the ocean. I hope you'll be as happy as I am when I hear the waves every day." In Mia's gift box was her most beloved shell necklace that she had treasured for a long time.

"Me! And me! I have a gift for you too!"

"Look at mine first! Ian! Look at my present first!"

"These are all my wealth! They can only belong to you!"

……

With Mia's beginning.

The children rushed to Ian with their gift boxes in their arms. They prepared gifts of deep friendship for Ian with their most sincere hearts.

Tom, a little boy who always had a shy smile, gave Ian a piece of wood he had carved himself. The wood was not smooth, and even a little rough, but it was engraved with the words "Best Brother".

Jack also gave Ian a Bible, the pages of which had turned yellow and the cover was a little worn. But Jack said that this book had accompanied him through countless lonely nights and had given him endless comfort and strength. Now, he wanted to pass this strength on to Ian, and hoped that God would protect Ian at all times.

Daniel also gave a book as a present. He gave a copy of his grandmother's book, "The Witch Doctor Secrets". Ian flipped through it and felt that the book was too outrageous even from the perspective of a feudal wizard.

Some of these recipes.

Just listening to it makes one nauseous.

It is said that this book has been passed down through Daniel's family for eighteen generations... Of course, Ian could not refuse a gift from a friend, so he thanked Daniel for the gift with a smile on his face. Perhaps if he took this book, Daniel could break the "curse" of his family, which states that the average age of the family would not exceed thirty years old.

"Here! This is my gift!" Catherine was also holding tightly in her hand a picture she had drawn herself - the picture showed Ian and all his friends running happily on the grass.

She handed the painting to Ian happily, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

"It's a great painting. I think I should frame it in my room and hang it together with my Van Gogh paintings. Maybe you will become an outstanding painter in the future."

Ian gave Catherine encouragement.

"I...Ian, I, I don't want to be just a painter, you know."

There was a bit of exaggerated joy in Catherine's eyes, but also a bit of uneasy hesitation. The expectation for the magical world has always been in the heart of this little girl.

"No problem, of course no problem...You will definitely get what you want. Come, have a drink." Ian poured a glass of blue sparkling water for Catherine.

The little girl didn't hesitate.

He drank it all into his stomach with a gurgling sound.

She still felt a little unsatisfied.

The other children immediately clamored for drinks, and Ian happily poured a glass for everyone, but the color of the water was much lighter than that of Catherine's glass.

Fortunately, the children didn't care about this. They just wanted to drink the drinks poured by their big brother Ian. The sound of "gulp gulp" of drinking water could be heard one after another in the restaurant.

"This is my gift."

Lupin awkwardly handed over a small box. Ian opened it and found a greeting card inside. I guess the card was even less expensive than the box.

"Thank you, Senior Lupin."

Ian also gave Lupin a smile.

he knows.

This poor werewolf was really poor. Lupin was able to squeeze out a little money to buy him a greeting card, and even brought him a box, which was probably a huge loss for his wallet.

"You also know my situation..." Lupin obviously felt that his gift was too shabby, so the expression on his face was quite embarrassed and awkward.

“On your birthday, being happy is the most important thing.”

Ian gave Lupin a hug.

He was a very grateful little wizard, so he decided not to tell on Lupin for three days as a small reward for Lupin spending money to buy him a gift.

"And you haven't seen my gift yet!"

One after another, all the children gave Ian gifts.

Each gift carries the orphans' deep blessings and care for Ian. They may not have a gorgeous appearance or a high price, but the pure friendship is more precious than any material thing. In Ian's view, these gifts are not just items, but also a testimony of the deep friendship between him and his friends in the orphanage.

It is a beautiful memory of the happy times they spent together. In this big family without blood ties, Ian is not alone, and no one is alone.

The celebration and happiness lasted the whole day. In addition to the blessings and company of his family, Ian also received gifts from his friends at Hogwarts when he returned to his room. However, Ian, who had just taken a shower and was about to open the gifts, heard hurried footsteps outside his door.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

There's a knock on the door.

The knock on the door was equally urgent.

"Who? I'm already asleep."

Even though Ian could sense the emotions and thoughts of the people outside, he still asked knowingly. The main reason was that after changing into his pajamas, he didn't want to open the door and communicate with others.

"Ian! It's me! I'm Lupin!"

The honest werewolf obviously didn't understand the subtext of Ian's words. He continued to knock on the door while speaking, and the deafening noise made the entire door frame shake.

"Hey!"

With no other options, Ian could only put on his clothes and waved his wand. The next moment, the sleeping room was transformed into an extremely spacious laboratory - he made a slight magical transformation to his room, allowing the ordinary room and the laboratory to overlap in this small world.

If an unpopular person without a nose can build a fireplace, then of course the little wizard can also transform his own room.

"What's the matter so late at night? Don't you usually go out at night?" Ian opened the door and let Lupin in. He was very dissatisfied with Lupin's interruption.

"Today is different!"

Lupin looked around, not even bothering to marvel at Ian's transformation of the room.

"What's going on with that little girl?" He looked at Ian with a tentative look in his eyes, and his seemingly calm voice could not hide his rapid breathing.

It was obvious that Lupin's heart was not as calm as he appeared to be now.

"Which little girl?"

Ian sat in front of a lab table and started to unpack the gifts from his classmates. Michael gave him a magic oven, and he didn't know if he had taken the oven at home apart.

"It's huge!"

Ian looked at the oven that was two meters long and half a meter wide. He couldn't help but cover his mouth and let out a sincere exclamation. He now began to suspect that Michael had found a crematorium from somewhere.

Compared to the volume that can easily prepare barbecue for 20 people, the function of cooking barbecue without electricity is definitely a good quality attribute that is essential for murder and robbery.

"Sigh~"

Lupin was also stunned by the size of the oven, but he was obviously still in no mood to care about it. The thing in his mind that kept him awake most of the night was too terrifying.

"Of course it's the little girl named Catherine. I've observed her before and she should be a Squib." Lupin swallowed and his voice was quite hoarse.

"and then?"

Ian didn't look back.

He continued to sit at the table and open his presents.

Qiu Zhang prepared a beautiful magic bouquet for Ian. This bouquet of flowers is not only colorful and fragrant, but more importantly, each flower contains different magic.

They emit different scents depending on the weather conditions.

"This is incredible. Just now, I felt her magic power active. If nothing unexpected happens, she will have her magic awakening next year!"

Lupin's voice was filled with extreme shock and a hint of horror.

"This should be a good thing. Why do you look so panicked?" Ian stopped what he was doing and showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"It seems that my sister will also become my junior." He finally put down the gift box in his hand, turned around and asked Lupin, who had a serious look on his face, in a light tone.

"Do you know when the admission book is entered into the list of new students?" This was something Ian had not studied before, but he felt that the prankster gang back then might have dabbled in it.

"The year before school starts..."

really.

Lupin knew the answer.

They may not be able to access the Book of Admission and the Pen of Acceptance, but they had studied and investigated these legendary artifacts of Hogwarts when they were students.

"Then it looks like we still have plenty of time." Ian was in a good mood. He put aside the idea of ​​taking out the little notebook to recall the past three days and generously decided not to care about Lupin staying up late at night to harass him.

"My intuition tells me that this must be related to you." Lupin had witnessed Ian's impossible achievements in magic, so he felt that Ian's achievements in potions might be the same.

This is a little wizard who cannot be judged by common sense and cannot be understood by normal thinking.

"Don't trust your intuition, believe in science... no, believe in magic." Ian corrected his words in time, but did not let Lupin give up his search for answers.

"Magic has been proven for thousands of years that it is almost impossible for a person who has become a Squib to regain it... and today, without anything major happening, the life of a little Squib girl has been turned around..." The meaning expressed in Lupin's words was very clear.

He still suspected that Ian was related to the drastic changes in Catherine.

Of course, this was not the real reason why Lupin couldn't sleep tonight, so he went to the little wizard to find out the situation, even if it meant breaking the rules he set for himself.

"Is that the water you gave her?" Lupin was not a stupid person. On the contrary, as long as Gryffindor students were willing to think, they were not much worse than Ravenclaw students.

He just briefly reviewed what had happened throughout the day and immediately noticed something strange, and it was this strangeness that made him unable to calm down.

"I remember you gave that water to all the children." This was what Lupin thought was the most terrifying part. Catherine was not the only one who drank the blue potion.

If... things were really as he thought... wouldn't it cause more than just a world of upheaval?

"I know what you are worried about. Don't be so sensitive. The water Catherine drank will only have an effect on Squibs." Ian saw Lupin's firm expression and knew that there was no point in denying it.

"So! It's really what I thought!?"

Lupin's pupils suddenly contracted violently several times. Although he had expected it in his heart, he still felt full of disbelief when he got the exact answer.

"Maybe, probably, perhaps?"

Ian used several uncertain words in succession.

"..."

Lupin was still not used to the little wizard's personality. He clenched his fists and paced back and forth in the room, looking more and more uneasy and worried.

"Have you told anyone about this? You should tell your uncle. No, you should tell Dumbledore directly. I'm afraid you don't understand how much danger this potion will bring to you."

Lupin was indeed worried about the safety of the little wizard. Of course, his complex emotions also included worrying about the chaos that would be caused if this potion was made public.

"You know it, I know it, and no one else knows it. If it gets leaked out, hehe, then the blame will definitely be on you." Ian didn't actually worry about the danger of being coveted by others.

He is not only very powerful now, but also has many cards to save his life.

"Ok?"

After hearing what Ian said, Lupin's pacing suddenly stopped. "Then you might as well not tell me. Damn it, why didn't you tell me that it was the God that your dean believes in who appeared?!"

To be honest, the down-and-out werewolf did feel a little regretful at this moment. Knowing such a secret, even if he didn't tell anyone, he would probably have an extra psychological burden when he went to bed every night.

If time could flow again.

He hoped that the little wizard would tell him that this was a manifestation of God.

He will truly believe it.

Even if you don't believe it, you have to pretend to believe it.

"Although Catherine is also a believer in God, even if God really exists in the world, have you ever seen Him help all His believers?"

Ian turned back around and started opening the presents.

"But your potion, this invention..." Lupin hesitated for a moment and chose to use a more tactful way to explain the seriousness of the problem to the little wizard.

"You should have hidden it until you were truly qualified to use it. Really, I bet that if the same potion came from your uncle, he would not dare to use it."

"The harm that this kind of thing can cause is incalculable... I'm not saying that you can't use it to help those poor Squibs, but you should at least discuss it with Headmaster Dumbledore." Lupin felt that with the help of Albus Dumbledore's name, perhaps the situation that might arise after the potion was announced and used could be controlled.

"My strength is pretty good?"

Ian tilted his head.

"Look, a show of goodwill from a wizarding family." He held in his hand an invitation from the Greengrass family, which was sent together with a gift from Miss Daphne Greengrass.

Perhaps including the gifts themselves, they were all selected by Miss Daphne Greengrass's parents and sent in the name of Miss Daphne Greengrass.

If not.

Ian would have to suspect that Miss Daphne Greengrass had some masochistic tendencies.

"Profits move people's hearts, kid." Lupin looked at the invitation letter in Ian's hand and sighed heavily. He felt that the little wizard might not understand the sinister nature of people in this world.

"I can't bear to see Catherine's dream of going to Hogwarts go down the drain, can I?" Ian actually knew what Lupin meant, but he felt that he already had sufficient conditions to deal with it.

"You are indeed right, but..."

Lupin wanted to say something else.

Ian shook his head and interrupted him.

"No buts, Senior Lupin, you should understand the importance of family affection better than me. Being able to make your family feel happy is definitely more valuable than anything else."

The young wizard waved his wand, and the next moment, the laboratory became his room again. He carefully placed the gifts given to him by the children during the day in the room.

"Catherine followed Ms. Elena to pray to God every day. However, even though she had the blood of a wizard, God still chose to play a joke on this believer of His."

"I just corrected God's cruel joke...Wizards, magic, this is the meaning of our existence, to control our own destiny and change the destiny of others."

Ian responded quietly.

"you……"

Lupin looked a little stunned.

"What do you mean?"

It's not that he really didn't understand, of course. It's just that at this moment, there was a faint voice in Lupin's heart telling him that he might be about to get a glimpse of the true thoughts in the heart of the little wizard in front of him.

"It's a simple truth."

Ian looked at the painting Catherine gave him.

He is up there.

There are people he cares about.

"For my friends and relatives, they may not get a response from God, but they will definitely get a response from me... Nothing is impossible in front of a wizard."

Ian's tone was quite soft and powerful.

"Even if God forbids, I cannot defeat him... I will grant his permission."

In this room with only two people.

Looking at the senior in front of him whose expression gradually became horrified.

He once again elaborated on his understanding of "wizards are gods".

[ps: This chapter will end in the next chapter.]

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