Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 19: Witch! Teacher!

Ian's sudden arrival obviously disturbed the witch's meal. Not only did the table and tableware in front of her run away, but also the food on the plates were all taken away.

In the entire hall that was as dazzling as a palace, even the chandelier hanging on the ceiling disappeared, and the knife and fork that the witch was holding in her hands even grew small wings and flew away.

"Hold... I'm sorry."

Ian was caught off guard and recognized the witch not far away. She was the mysterious young woman who appeared in the town and talked to him before. She was still wearing the luxurious black dress.

Like a shadow descending quietly in the night, there is an indescribable mystery and depth all around him.

"Although this way of appearance is beyond my expectation, after all, I have invited you, so you don't need to feel so rude about it."

A napkin appeared in the witch's hand, and she wiped her red lips gracefully. As she moved gently, the cultivation and temperament of an ancient aristocrat were naturally revealed.

This is not a posturing.

Rather, it is a kind of foundation that seems to have been integrated into every move.

"I didn't mean to interrupt your meal."

Ian still hasn't recovered from the shock. What he actually wanted to say was that he had not considered responding to the previous invitation, but he also knew that saying so was too rude.

"The soul in the hazy fantasy does not need to eat. I am just still following the habits I developed in my lifetime. The food cannot provide me with any pleasure."

The mysterious witch chuckled and looked at Ian with interest. Her words made Ian swallow his saliva, and his inner tension and uneasiness became more obvious.

Food doesn't provide joy?

So what can provide pleasure to this young woman?

Playing with little boys?

The mysterious witch's gaze was not scorching, but Ian felt more and more as if there were ants crawling on his body. He stood there in a daze with a slightly awkward expression and posture.

Fortunately, the mysterious witch spoke again to break the awkward silence.

"It looks like you've already embarked on the path of pursuing magic."

I really don't know how the mysterious witch knew this. Ian clearly didn't bring the magic wand into this world, but she still judged with a tone full of faith.

"Yes, ma'am."

Facing the mysterious witch's gaze that seemed deeper than Dumbledore's, Ian nodded truthfully. This situation was not a secret that needed to be concealed.

In front of this unknown soul.

The lies he attempted to conceal would likely bring him unnecessary trouble.

This is a gut feeling.

Intuition comes from [Thought Perception]. Ian has difficulty sensing the witch's emotions, just like facing Dumbledore, but this extraordinary characteristic can also affect the sixth sense.

This is not.

Hearing Ian's honest answer, the mysterious witch looked very satisfied.

"You should call me...teacher."

It was not known whether the mysterious witch had really misunderstood Ian or she had done it on purpose, but she corrected the way Ian addressed her in a voice that was somewhat emphatic.

"me……"

Ian thought for a moment and chose to tell the truth: "Actually, I don't know why I suddenly came to your place."

"It's obvious that I appear in the same place every time, on the grass outside the village." The fact that he is a living person cannot be concealed.

Whether it was Ariana or Pandro, they both discovered at the first moment that Ian was not a dead ghost, and the mysterious witch in front of them would naturally not fail to see this.

"So what?" The witch stared at Ian with deep eyes.

Ian calmed himself and spoke carefully:
"I have indeed considered learning magic from you, but I haven't made up my mind yet. This time I just want to see if my friend has returned."

Ian tried his best to make his smile look innocent. He really felt that the mysterious witch in front of him was not a white wizard. He only knew a few small spells and could only choose a timid way to deal with it.

"They didn't come back. Only three days have passed since you last left here." The mysterious witch supported the edge of the chair with her right hand and held her face with her palm.

Her other hand tapped lightly on the other armrest, and she spoke to Ian in a lazy tone, "The Lost World is a very strange place. It responds to people's truest desires and obsessions. This is why the place where you appeared has changed."

This was obviously to answer Ian's questions.

just.

"Um, sorry, I still don't understand."

Ian frowned.

"What a stupid little pig."

The mysterious witch raised her eyebrows slightly, with a hint of helplessness on her beautiful face. "I never thought that I would eventually have an apprentice as slow as you."

Although the taste of sarcasm was much weaker than that of Snape, the mysterious witch was obviously more arrogant than Snape. She spoke with the attitude of a superior from beginning to end.

Not overbearing.

But it was obvious that she was superior to others - Ian actually had some experience in dealing with this kind of people from Snape.

"Then I'll go?"

Although he seemed a little cautious, Ian only said this and the witch sitting opposite him visibly choked, and the corners of her eyes began to twitch just like Snape.

"What a cunning little devil."

The mysterious witch shook her head speechlessly.

"In the past, you longed for friendship. Now, you long for magic."

She finally gave an answer.

Ian thought thoughtfully.

Combined with his current situation in reality, Ian felt that it made some sense. But why did the desire to learn magic bring him here?
"Because you know deep down in your heart that I can teach you powerful magic, as well as the knowledge that the school is unwilling to teach you, which will enable you to quickly gain enough strength to fight the crisis."

The mysterious witch spoke suddenly.

Like a response.

just.

Ian clearly didn't voice the doubts in his mind.

"You can read minds!?"

Ian's eyes narrowed.

He felt that he had some empathy with Snape at this moment.

Is this the boomerang of the wizarding world?
"That's not a difficult magic to learn, but in the Twisted Realm, I no longer have the powers I gained in my lifetime, and naturally I will also lose the magic I possessed in my lifetime."

The mysterious witch smiled happily.

“I’m just observant.”

(End of this chapter)