Hogwarts: Start by destroying Nurmengard Prison

Hermione then took Ian to the room that Monica had prepared for Ian.

Ian looked curiously at the décor in the room.

The room was not big but very clean.

Sunlight shines into the room through the glass windows, and the decoration with blue as the main tone makes the room look very transparent.

A flash of memory flashed in Ian's eyes.

It reminded Ian of his dream when he was in the orphanage, which was to have a room of his own.

At that time, the dream room should be similar to this one.

Hermione had been observing Ian's expression, and she asked Ian a little nervously:

"Ian, do you like it?"

"It took my mom and me a long time to set it up."

Hermione was a little less confident when she said "I."

After all, in Hermione's impression, Ian had many, many followers no matter where he was.

And Ian is very rich, and his things are top luxuries.

I don't know if Ian will see the arrangement of her house here.

Ian sensed Hermione's emotions and said to Hermione with a smile:

"Hermione, I love it."

"This is my favorite room."

Hermione laughed happily when she heard Ian's words.

Hermione regained her confidence, lifted her chin and said:

"Then don't you praise me quickly!"

Ian smiled and rubbed Hermione's head 250 hairs and said:

"That Hermione is the best."

Hermione glared at Ian and said:

"Don't touch my head too often."

"Lavender, their letter says that the president is not tall!"

But Hermione didn't stop Ian's hand.

Hearing Hermione's words, Ian laughed and continued to rub:

"Don't listen to them, they didn't grow taller when they were in school."

Hermione heard Ian's words, snorted softly, and said:

"Ian, do you need to sort out your luggage?"

Hermione knew that Ian usually put things in the space ring.

Ian shook his head with a smile and said:

"Nubby will help me sort it out."

As soon as Ian's voice fell, Hermione saw a suitcase appear out of thin air by the bed in the room.

The suitcase opened automatically, and Ian's luggage was automatically organized to various parts of the room.

Hermione watched the scene dumbfounded.

Ian waved his hand in front of Hermione and said:

"You haven't seen it, why are you so surprised this time?"

Ian's words brought Hermione back to her senses, and Hermione tugged on Ian's sleeve and said:

"Ian, can house-elves appear in my house?"

"And won't his use of magic be discovered by the Ministry?"

Hearing Hermione's question, Ian laughed:

"House-elves can certainly be present in your house."

"Hermione, you're a wizard too."

"As for magic, don't say Nubi, you can use magic too."

"Didn't the old man get rid of the traces on your wand long ago when he was in St. Ann's company?"

"The Ministry of Magic's trash won't bother you."

Hermione was slightly stunned, and she remembered.

Hermione then breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't want to cause Ian any trouble.

But Hermione immediately frowned.

She also thought that she would be discovered using magic, and completely forgot about Grindelwald getting rid of the trace.

After returning from St. Ann's Company, she hadn't used magic for a long time!

How much time did this delay her!

Ian sensed Hermione's loss and said with a smile:

"There's plenty of time to come, Hermione."

"Don't rush it."

Hermione raised her head, looked into Ian's eyes, and said:

"But I want to catch up with you quickly."

"Even if it's just a little bit of improvement."

Ian patted Hermione's shoulder and continued:

"There will be that day, I've said many times, your talent is very good Hermione." (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"And I'll wait for you at the top."

Hermione was silent for a moment and said seriously to Ian:

"Well then, pull the hook."

Ian looked at Hermione's outstretched little finger and smiled.

Bidi stretched out his little finger to hook Hermione's finger and said with a smile:

"Okay."

"Hmm!" Hermione smiled brightly, she wouldn't have made Ian wait too long!

"Hermione! Ian! Isn't it good yet? "

At this time, Monica's voice came from downstairs.

Hermione heard her mother's voice and shouted downstairs:

"Come right away! Mom! "

Ian smiled and said to Hermione:

"Let's go, Hermione, don't make Aunt Monica wait too long."

Hermione happily let out another "um" and squeezed Ian's hand.

On the other side, Mundungus was finally discharged from St. Mungo's magical injuries.

He was mainly traumatized.

If it weren't for Dumbledore, he knew he would definitely be dead this time!

Mundungus very much regretted why he didn't listen to Dumbledore in the first place and immediately withdrew.

And his fear of Ian and the others has not dissipated.

Even if he falls asleep now, he will be awakened by fright.

Ian and the others have become his nightmare.

Mundungus lost a lot of weight on his body, had dark circles under his eyes, looked at the parchment bill in his hand, and muttered constantly in his mouth:

"Damn St. Mungo's, this fee is too expensive!"

"Hundreds of gold gallons!"

Speaking of this, Mundungus tore the bill in his hand to shreds.

Then Mundungus hurriedly opened his wallet and looked at the remaining money inside.

"Three gold gallons, seven silver sike..."

"Damn it! Find a way to make money first! "

Mundungus closed his wallet, he was almost unable to eat now.

Then Mundungus thought of the Malfoy bag.

He quickly rummaged through his body.

After a while, a black bag appeared in his hand.

"It's okay, baby, you're still there!"

Mundungus hurriedly used the phantom transfiguration to find an unoccupied corner, and he looked greedily at the bag:

"Baby, let me see what's in you."

"You must surprise me!"

As Mundungus opened the bag, pieces of black magic gems and alchemical objects appeared in Mundungus's eyes.

Montun Guston was ecstatic, and this time he got rich!

At the beginning, I regretted it and I didn't know where he left it.

Mundungus saw the black notebook while counting the loot.

Being able to put it together with this bag at that time shows how valuable this notebook is!

He felt that this notebook definitely had secrets!

Mundungus picked up his wand and placed the notebook a position away from him:

"Emerge urgently!"

A white light flashed, and Mundungus stared at the notebook.

"Tell me your secret!".