Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Before I knew it, it was already the end of September.

The emergence of Professor Lupine is a good thing for most people. After so many unreliable Defense Against the Dark Arts professors, everyone can finally learn something in this class.It is hard to imagine that most senior students form study groups after class to help each other pass the OWLs and NEWTs exams.

Now, I can finally stop memorizing the thick Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook.

With the help of the Time Turner, Ike's research has made great progress, especially potions and Ravenclaw Manuscripts. Thanks to the vitality tonic, Ike spent most of his time on these two items. superior.

I dare not say anything else. Even if I take the OWLs exam now, Ike dares to say that he will get two O's in potions and spells.

Of course, compared with the big guys from all over the world, this achievement cannot be achieved.

As for the Ravenclaw manuscript, thanks to the sweep of the books in the forbidden area and the study of ancient magic texts, Ike finally felt that he could understand it all.But only about [-]% can be used.

The magic of thousands of years ago is very different from the magic of today. Many cutting-edge magics have been improved and studied by countless wizards over such a long time, and have become more practical versions.The remaining [-]% is quite complicated.

Just like the magic circle that Ike developed before, it is very powerful, but the conditions are relatively more complicated.

Curriculum-wise, Arithmancy is making promising progress.This method of divination, which requires almost no occult knowledge, really hit the mark of Ike's gun.In less than a month, he has already reached LV3, which is the fastest level improvement among all subjects of Ekko.

Ike also understood that it was just addition and subtraction of numbers within ten, it was just the simplest mathematics.

On another Thursday, after being "three times happy", Ike decided to give himself a little vacation. It was already a full month before school started, and Friday was October 10st.

If it were in the past, he would have called his friends, ordered food and drinks, and prepared for a brutal battle, but at Hogwarts, he could only celebrate in this way.

And, what’s even more rare is that tonight is a full moon night.

The full moon night before November.

After dinner, Ike stood alone in the Ravenclaw Tower. Rarely, he didn't hold the paper bag full of cockroaches in his hand, but a few pieces of Bee Bee candy.

Empty your mind and just be in a daze quietly.

"The moonlight is beautiful tonight, Mr. Strider."

Dumbledore appeared quietly in the tower, his tone calm.

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore."

Ike replied casually.

Dumbledore looked at Ike's face carefully and said, "It seems that you have adapted to the time turner. I have seen Miss Granger before, and I can clearly see her fatigue."

"Hermione?"

"Yes." Dumbledore said, "She is the smartest and most outstanding witch I have ever seen. No one at her age can do a better job than her, but obviously she still needs to know how to allocate her time reasonably. A lot of learning.”

"I'm sure she'll figure it out."

"Of course, I'm convinced of that."

Dumbledore nodded slightly, and then said: "There is something I think you should know, Mr. Strider."

Ike turned his head in confusion, suddenly moved slightly to the side, and then asked: "What's the matter? Professor Dumbledore."

"I found some old friends and looked up some information. I think Tom has more than one Horcrux." Dumbledore's words seemed to have an ulterior motive, but Ike didn't hear it.

"I went to Albania during my summer vacation. Although I found no trace of Tom, the forest was filled with his rotten and evil smell. Even an old man over 100 years old found the smell pungent."

"He'll be back, Mr. Strider."

"So, Professor? What do you want me to do?"

"I'm just a third-year wizard. Even if he comes back, won't he still have you? There will also be Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, and Professor Flitwick. I don't feel like I need to do anything."

"Yes, that's it." Dumbledore suddenly clapped his hands, "I'm glad you said that."

Seemingly getting the answer he wanted, Dumbledore patted Ike's shoulder gently, and with his other hand, he conjured a book from nowhere and handed it to Ike.

"I heard that you have learned the Patronus Charm? That's good. I think it's time to lend you this book."

"After all, you've been looking for it for a long time, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he patted Ike on the shoulder again, turned around and left.

Ike didn't seem to hear anything, just stared blankly at the book that he actually didn't want to find:

Sophisticated Dark Arts Revealed.

This forbidden book, which had been kept in the principal's office since Dumbledore became the principal of Hogwarts, was actually handed over to him. The profound meaning in it made Ike shudder.

Not daring to think deeply, Ike collected the books and hurried back to the dormitory, and got straight into the box under the surprised eyes of Stuart and Terry.

After Ike's tireless improvements, the space in the suitcase is already very large. In order to maintain the traceless stretching spell, Ike also carved many magic circles and magic texts to improve stability.

After a cursory glance at the potion still brewing on the crucible, Ike went directly to the storage room he had specially prepared, put the book on the table, and when he came out, he applied a few protective spells with ease.

Although it is almost impossible for someone to get into the suitcase of a young wizard, don't be afraid of ten thousand just in case. If someone really gets to this point, Ike will be able to sense it immediately.

After all, there are many things in this storage room that are more difficult to reveal than "Secrets of Advanced Black Magic", the kind that will go directly to Azkaban once discovered.

"Ike, your suitcase..." This was the first time Stuart saw Ike get into the suitcase. He knew Ike's economic conditions, and it didn't look like he could afford this kind of helplessness. A suitcase with a stretch mark.

"I have been selling magic potions during the holidays, and the income is still very reasonable." Ike replied casually, put the suitcase away, and then sat on a chair nearby.

"St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries has a huge demand for all kinds of detoxification and healing potions, and the prices they offer are very reasonable. You can never have too much of this kind of potion." Terry explained, "In fact, we Many healing potions brewed in Potions class end up at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Maladies, and they also have a dedicated potion brewing department."

"Don't you know how many unlucky people in the wizarding world are injured due to various accidents every day? Even the school hospital is often overcrowded, isn't it?"

"It seems that I have to brew some magic potions to earn some pocket money." Stewart said thoughtfully.

"Come on." Terry poured cold water on it at the right time, "Do you have money to buy potion ingredients?"

"All your money was used to buy sizzling honey candies!"