Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 246 245: Aurora and Ian

In the Hogwarts Great Hall, dinner time was bustling. The long table was filled with a sumptuous dinner. The golden candlelight flickered, shining on the faces of every wizard.

The air is filled with the enticing aroma of delicious food.

Everyone was in an extremely relaxed state during this period of time, and the joke Ron made at the Gryffindor table just now became a joke for everyone to discuss.

The Weasleys didn't seem to mind it, and even the twins were imitating their brother choking - in fact, they were concerned about Ron at the beginning.

But who can blame Ron for having choked for the sixth time? This really made his family's "love" a little numb. Gryffindor's prefect Percy Weasley was even ashamed to talk about his younger brother who was reincarnated from starvation.

“This plan has potential.”

Ian didn't care about Ron's diet and health. He was only interested in the family behind Harry Potter. He had really started to think about how to use Potter to get rid of Lily Evans.

how to say.

Ever since he learned that Lily Evans was a member of Soul Temple, Ian had been very curious about what happened to Lily Evans. Logically, she should have died on the night when Voldemort fell.

And the name Lily Evans should be changed to Lily Potter... All these confusions not only made Ian curious, but also Ian felt that they were a key clue to solving the mystery of the Soul Palace.

The Big Bad Wolf soul placed in the Room of Requirement looks useless at first glance, and it's just an "apprentice". The chances of using it to lift it out of the Soul Palace or find the Soul Palace are really slim.

But Lily Evans is different. Judging from what we learned from the Duke and Duchess before, Lily Evans should be at least a mid-level talent in the Soul Palace.

Such a person must know much more about the Soul Palace than the Big Bad Wolf's "apprentice", and Harry Potter is definitely the most suitable bait to lure out Lily Evans.

of course.

The premise is that Lily Evans is also lurking in this era. Even if the relationship between Lily Evans and James Potter broke down after his death, Harry Potter is 100% her child. It is impossible for Lily Evans not to care about her own child. From the magic of love bestowed on Harry Potter, it can be seen that his mother really loves him.

Therefore.

If Lily Evans mentioned by the Duke is really Harry Potter's mother, then for the Soul Palace members who have the power of time travel, the probability of them visiting their children from time to time is not small. Ian feels that his plan to use Lily to find Harry Potter and then understand Soul Palace has a high success rate.

“Potter.”

Ian whispered to himself, his voice almost drowned out by the noisy conversations in the hall. Just as he was thinking about how to convince Harry Potter to do him a small favor.

"Ah cut! Ah cut! Ah cut!"

Suddenly, there was a series of sneezes from the teacher's seat. The noise was not loud, at least most of the little wizards would not be attracted by it.

however.

Who made Ian's senses so sharp, legendary? He noticed his uncle's sneeze the first time and marveled that this might be a special kind of magic? Well, like "I can always detect people who have bad intentions towards you in the crowd" or something like pure love perception?

“That’s outrageous.”

Ian looked away.

Because he found that after his good uncle sneezed, he became very alert and looked around. Perhaps as a senior wizard, he was extremely vigilant and always felt that the sneeze was a little strange, so his eyes began to quickly scan the auditorium, trying to find whether there was any malicious source.

Because I was a beat slow to react.

Snape didn't notice Ian's gaze towards him.

"Strange, I can't possibly have a cold." Snape frowned and looked around with his signature gloomy expression, his black eyes scanning every face like a searchlight.

He didn't notice the malicious gaze.

But when he saw Ian and Harry huddled together, his brows furrowed even more tightly and his lips were pressed into a thin line, as if he couldn't stand such a scene.

But in the end, he just snorted coldly and continued to lower his head to deal with the food on the plate. However, he still looked at the little wizard who occupied the Slytherin table from time to time, and the fork in his hand vigorously picked up a piece of meat, as if venting his inner dissatisfaction, or the emotion of dislike.

at this time.

Ian was eating too.

He scooped a spoonful of mashed potatoes, watched the butter slowly melt in the heat, and then put it into his mouth. A true food lover can always capture the most delicious moment of food.

what?
What if I missed it.

Of course, a magic spell was used to restore it to its most delicious state - this operation not only stunned Harry Potter, but also made Aurora next to him speechless.

of course.

Aurora knew that it was useless to say anything so she didn't say anything in the end.

"What kind of magic is this?"

But Harry Potter couldn't help but ask.

"It's just a little trick. Once you have learned advanced Transfiguration and mastered the knowledge in The Time Deception, you will have the same magical power as Professor Snape and will be able to do this."

Ian blinked and continued eating his buttery mashed potatoes.

"??????"

Harry Potter was full of questions after hearing this.

Although he didn't know what level was considered to be learning advanced Transfiguration, and had never heard of the book "The Time Deception", he knew that Snape was the headmaster of Hogwarts.

A magic that requires a dean-level wizard to practice can also be called a trick? To be honest, Harry Potter wanted to complain, but then he thought of the little wizard in front of him who even Voldemort was afraid of, and he thought that maybe Ian was not pretending to be cool, but he didn't know the learning speed and level of ordinary people.

He stared at Ian's spoon as it kept changing the shape of the food.

Suddenly I was inspired.

"Ron must be very suitable for this kind of magic. In that case, he won't have to worry about choking when eating." Unexpectedly, the savior Harry Potter still had an intersection with Ron.

I just don’t know what kind of intersection it is… There is always some explanation for the correctness of fate, but it is obviously unlikely that Harry Potter’s life will return to its original trajectory.

Look at the combination of the iron triangle. He should have been the core of the trio, but now he has become the fourth person outside the trio. I don’t know whether this is good or bad for Mr. Savior.

"Without the threat of Voldemort...it's actually a kind of happiness." Ian was thinking about whether the pirated Voldemort should appear in Hogwarts. He felt that a life that was too peaceful was not a good thing for Harry Potter. This was definitely not a matter of him still thinking about hooking up with Lily.

of course.

If you can really catch Lily.

Ian thought that his good uncle would not mind making a cameo appearance as the Dark Lord.

Yeah!
This is definitely an opportunity for the Sandaime to ascend the throne!

Ian felt that his thoughts were suddenly opened up, and just as Ian was thinking about how to proceed, Harry Potter hesitantly opened his mouth to ask him again.

"Ian, do you know how Malfoy is doing now?" Harry Potter actually wanted to ask this question for a long time, but he had never found a suitable opportunity to ask.

As Malfoy's roommate.

He certainly wasn't going to ignore Malfoy's disappearance.

Compared to other classmates, Harry Potter, who knew what happened that night, would certainly not believe the official explanation that Malfoy had to leave school temporarily because of something going on at home.

He knew very well that something terrible must have happened to Malfoy, which made him feel very guilty. He thought that the accident that Malfoy encountered might be related to his own situation.

Therefore.

Even though Harry Potter didn't like his roommate very much, he still wanted to find out whether Malfoy was still alive. The last thing he wanted to see was that he killed Malfoy.

"about this issue……"

Ian didn't know how to answer. He felt that Dumbledore would definitely not want the matter about Malfoy and Riddle to spread. Once he told Harry Potter what happened, it would be almost the same as telling the entire school - everyone who was familiar with Mr. Savior knew that he couldn't keep a secret.

It’s not that I don’t want to be conservative.

But I don't have the talent to keep secrets. Thinking of this.

After weighing the pros and cons, Ian decided to trick the savior.

"Mr. Potter, you are very lucky, really, very lucky." Ian raised his head and smiled meaningfully. His eyes showed a strange color under the candlelight.

Full of deep emotions.

"What?"

Harry swallowed in confusion.

"I mean, you're very lucky..." Ian paused deliberately, leaned forward slightly, and used some psychology to make the fork tip tap lightly on the edge of the plate.

"And some people are not as lucky as you."

He deliberately lowered his voice like other people who were being mysterious. As a young wizard who often dealt with the Riddler, Ian was very good at learning this accent.

"Goo~"

This is not.

Harry Potter was stunned.

His Adam's apple rolled noticeably, and he swallowed subconsciously. His pupils behind the lenses suddenly contracted, and his fingers unconsciously grasped the edge of his robe.

This is clearly an extremely nervous reaction.

“I I don’t understand”

Harry's voice was as thin as a mosquito's. Ian's words sounded like a riddle, but also like a hint, causing his thoughts to wander uncontrollably.

"Let's eat. Today's raspberry pudding is delicious." Ian just smiled, picked up the cutlery again and continued to eat, leaving Harry alone to fall into all kinds of fanciful thoughts.

really.

Being a Riddler is really cool sometimes.

Full of bad taste in manipulating other people's emotions.

Ian had some understanding.

At this moment, Snape, who had just finished his meal, suddenly stood up, his black robe fluttering behind him like a bat's wings. He strode towards the Slytherin table and stopped in front of Harry.

"Harry... Pott."

Snape's voice was somewhat sarcastic, "It seems that you have nothing to do and can't even eat in peace. It just so happens that I need a test subject to help me complete some dangerous research."

He deliberately emphasized the word "dangerous" in order to scare Harry Potter, and Mr. Savior was indeed frightened and took several steps back.

"Come with me to the office. Now."

Snape didn't give Harry Potter a chance to refuse.

"I want to be a guinea pig!"

Harry looked at Ian in horror, but Ian just shrugged and continued to enjoy his pudding. Then, Snape grabbed Harry Potter by the collar of his robes like a chicken and lifted him towards the door.

"let me go!"

Harry Potter's struggle was not violent, his hands just clawed at the air - after all, he was a Slytherin and lacked the confidence to study at Gryffindor House.

"Good uncle, you really know how to scare people." Ian certainly didn't think Snape wanted to murder Harry Potter. He knew that Snape just enjoyed scaring Harry Potter.

"He was really scared by you just now."

Aurora wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin, revealing the bad taste of Ian and Snape's peers.

"I'm just telling the truth." Ian poured himself a glass of pumpkin juice. The liquid in the glass appeared a strange orange-red color. It was obvious that the house-elves in the kitchen were working on some innovation.

"Actually, I'm planning on giving Snape some surprises." Ian tried to talk to his good friend about "Lily", but Aurora was obviously not interested in his idea.

"What's with the magic this afternoon? That's not normal magic." The German girl was more concerned about the creatures she witnessed this afternoon that only appeared in "clairvoyance".

"Forehead……"

Ian's originally excited expression suddenly froze.

“Is it a spontaneous disease?”

He spoke with an uncertain tone.

"?????"

Aurora was full of questions.

"Maybe this is just like how you girls always feel uncomfortable for a few days every month. It's all due to internal reasons. Well, yes, I also have some unspeakable secrets in this regard." Ian didn't know how to bring up the fact that he might have once been a bird.

"You guy..."

Aurora stared at him for a few seconds, then sighed helplessly, "What you say is getting more and more outrageous. If I didn't know you were not sick, I would have suggested that you go get your brain checked."

She did have trouble understanding Ian's abstract metaphors.

"Compared to this, I'd like to know more about how you recognized Jörmungandr? That's not a creature that an ordinary wizard can recognize." Ian tried to change the subject.

however.

His choice of topic was obviously inappropriate.

I saw.

Aurora stared at him, with a dangerous light flashing in her heterochromatic pupils.

"You owe me a perfect Defense Against the Dark Arts class," she said slowly, clearly upset about the afternoon's mishap. "Don't expect me to answer any of your questions until then."

Perhaps this afternoon's substitute teaching was indeed something that Aurora cared about.

Ian rubbed the back of his head.

“Accidents, all accidents.”

He could only respond with a wry smile.

"Accident?" Aurora snorted, standing up and straightening her robes. "An accident wouldn't cause a third of the classroom to disappear, leaving me alone to repair it."

Done.

She put down her knife, stood up and left the auditorium, her long platinum hair fluttering behind her. Ian looked at her from behind, and he felt his right eyelid twitching.

"Hey, woman!"

Ian was never able to figure out what the opposite sex was thinking. He watched Aurora's back gradually disappear, and finally turned his attention back to the food on the plate.

"Pfft! It's not potatoes! It's ginger!"

Good beef curry.

I didn't expect the house elves to actually put an assassin in there. The young wizard felt as if he had immediately become unlucky after provoking Aurora.

It seems that similar situations have happened before.

I don't know if it's a coincidence.

(End of this chapter)