After walking out of the infinitely extending space, Ian chose to go back to his room to rest for a while. As for Irene, the other person was not a child, and the stairs were reserved for her, so she just let it go.

Time always passes by inadvertently and quietly.

Nearly a month has passed since the last time Irene entered the infinite space. And it was almost time for Ian to return to Hogwarts.

Both he and Eileen had lived a very fulfilling life during the previous period. Ian studied alchemy while working hard on potions.

Although there has been no substantial breakthrough yet, his long-term efforts have enabled him to accumulate a wealth of basic knowledge in these two disciplines.

In fact, this is also Ian's wish, which includes not only Snape's previous teachings, but also his rich experience in his previous life. This sentence has always been his life motto.

I silently glanced at the countdown in my mind: 23 hours, 17 minutes and 36 seconds.

Ian also didn't plan to say anything to Irene when he traveled through this time, it was just a one second error.

He just needs to bring the backpack into the house at night. After all, when traveling between two worlds, space equipment such as an infinitely extendable backpack is essential and must not be left behind.

What's more important is to prevent Irene from being left in the backpack space. After all, the other party has stayed directly in the infinite extension space several times, so Ian must check it in place.

This is not because of his selfishness, but because of his time-traveling characteristics.

Ian had previously thought about bringing some live chickens or swallow-tailed dogs from the magical world. The former could make him want to enjoy fresh eggs, and the latter could serve as an early warning patrol.

But after he brought a hen and conducted an experiment, he completely gave up this idea.

Unsurprisingly, he failed. The death of the hen made him sure that his time travel should be unique. From then on, he no longer dared to carry any living objects.

And since then, Ian has checked the items in his backpack before each trip.

The words were divided into two parts, and the last night of the countdown to time travel was still unremarkable.

After dinner, Erin chose to go back to her room. In a world without electronic entertainment, they would almost always go to bed at 8 or 9 pm.

After the other party left, Ian also took the backpack into his room. As time passed and the last second passed, Ian's figure also disappeared from the room.

At the same time, in the North Tower of Ravenclaw, under the curtain of the bedroom, Ian's figure solidly appeared again.

"Jet lag really kills me..."

He complained helplessly, and then took out a small bottle of vitality tonic potion from the bedside drawer, unscrewed it, and drank it in one gulp.

There was no way, time travel was fixed, and the problem of jet lag was unavoidable, so Ian had to brew a lot of these vitality tonic potions, so that he could drink them in time after each time he traveled back through time, so as to restore his condition.

Within seconds of taking the medicine into his mouth, it quickly took effect, making Ian, who was a little tired just now, instantly become lively and energetic.

Ian has plans for every month he travels through Hogwarts, and this time is no exception. The first thing is to continue his in-depth study of alchemy and potions.

Secondly, he planned to pay attention to the process of publishing books in the magical world in his spare time. In one month of the end of the world, he had basically modified the "Rosen's Fantasy Journey". It was said that it was a modification, but in fact it was just a replacement. Some place names are just to prevent some common mistakes.

Born with enthusiasm, hidden in the commonplace.

Although Ian has a passionate pursuit of magic and a strong desire to explore, he still has to take care of life, so he must be inseparable from material needs. Carrying literary works has become a necessary means for him to earn galleons now.

At this time, Ian took out the pocket watch in his pocket and looked at the time.

At 7:05 in the morning, breakfast is served in the school auditorium from 8:00 to 8:30 in the morning, and the first class starts at 9:00.

Thinking of this, Ian got up from the bed decisively, went to the bathroom, and after a simple wash, he picked up the wand that had been with him from beginning to end, and cast a cleaning spell on his clothes.

Then turn the wand upside down and insert it into the wand holder secured to the lining of your robe.

He conveniently took the "Standard Spells for Grade 3" and a brand new notebook on the bookshelf beside the bed in his hands. He also picked up a quill from the pen holder that did not require adding ink, then turned around and walked out of the dormitory, closing the door gently. Door.

The first class this morning was the Charms class of his dean, and Ian had to start early and not be late. And this is also the first time he has taken a third-year spells class after talking to Dean Flitwick.

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