Magical Studies at Hogwarts

"I found that thing, teacher."

After returning from the Department of Mysteries, Ike directly found Comrade Lao Fu, but concealed the fact that he had met Dumbledore.

"But I didn't get it. There was some kind of magic on it that I don't know about. It may require some specific conditions, or..."

"Or what?" Lao Fu asked.

"Maybe it's a specific person." Ike replied, looking directly into Lao Fu's red pupils.

This has almost become a habit. Ike always does this when talking to Lao Fu. With the protection of Occlumency, he is not worried that Lao Fu will know the things he hides.Perhaps it was precisely because of this performance that Ike was able to gain Lao Fu's trust.

Lao Fu stared at Ike for a while, then nodded slightly and said, "I probably know whose handiwork this is. It's not your fault, little Ike. It's normal that you can't get it based on his level."

"Sorry, teacher, I disappoint you." Ike lowered his head at the right time, showing a trace of guilt.

Lao Fu stood up and patted Ike's shoulder gently. His words were full of comfort and encouragement: "It doesn't matter. Originally, I was just confirming the location of that thing. I have plans for it. Your information just makes me better." Just be firm."

"Okay, it's been a night, let's go and rest, we still have a lot to do..."

After saying good night to Lao Fu, Ike returned to his laboratory.He didn't fall asleep immediately. He stared at the ceiling until dawn, his hand stroking the ring he was wearing.

Finally, the ring responded.

"what happened?"

"I met Dumbledore and learned some things from him."

"Dumbledore? What...did you tell him?"

"You need to stay at Hogwarts."

"Why, didn't we agree?"

"Yes, but it needs a right time, which is obviously not the case now."

“What’s the right time?”

"When you defeat one of my colleagues with your own hands."

"Okay, wait, I'll do it..."

Hermione let go of her hand from the necklace, sat on the bed and looked ahead blankly, suddenly shook her head, straightened her messy hair a little, took a deep breath, and her heart was filled with determination.

This semester, she has made great progress.Thanks to the books and notes in the box left by Ike, as well as her own efforts, she was able to successfully cast many magics that adult wizards had not learned, but she was just a little unskilled.

In fact, she knew in her heart that her current level was still not enough, but she finally had a goal, which was considered a small success.

After washing herself and simply making the bed, Hermione left the dormitory and headed to the auditorium on the first floor.Along the way, everyone who saw her gave her a strange look, with fear, disgust, and many indescribable emotions in their eyes.

What happened in the principal's office that night was not revealed, but Marietta's tragic situation was seen by many people, not to mention she was not the only one who made the whistleblower.But there was another one in the school hospital at that time, and Madam Pomfrey was helpless against that troublesome curse. Later, Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape saved the poor child together.

"Wicked Witch", many people secretly called her that behind her back.Hermione knew it, but she didn't take it to heart at all.She is different now than she was in first grade. Even if "Wicked Witch" is a hundred times more unpleasant and hurtful than "Miss Know-It-All", it still can't upset Hermione's heart at all.

When she came up with this curse, she had already thought of possible scenarios, and to be honest, it was much better than she imagined now.

At least, not fired.

Not long after, Harry and Ron arrived together.They were all a bit in bad spirits and a little sluggish, but they felt much better after drinking a large glass of milk.

"How does confinement feel?" Hermione took a bite of bread. The strawberry jam spread on it was sour and sweet, which was pleasant.

"It's the same old tricks, I'm used to them." Harry sighed, the fork in his hand kept ravaging the pancakes on the plate.

"She was furious," Ron interrupted. "The Ministry of Magic made her the new Headmaster, but she couldn't get into the Headmaster's office at all. The two stone monsters refused to open the door for her."

"Yes, so she may have changed to a new quill because of this. I have to say that it hurt even more." Harry subconsciously rubbed the back of his left hand, which still had some red marks on it.

The three of them chatted here and there, quickly finished their breakfast, and arrived at the History of Magic classroom with their books in hand.As one of the few Umbridge classes that didn't cause harm, History of Magic has become a safe haven for many wizards.

Just as Ron said, Umbridge, who had become the new headmistress, could only stay in her office full of cat photos, which made her very angry.As a result of her anger, she became even more presumptuous.

Umbridge set up an investigation team, almost all of which were Slytherin students, and she didn't know how to get Filch to obey her.They keep an eye on the members of the DA almost 24 hours a day, and since there are mostly Gryffindors and Ravenclaws in the DA, it also makes life difficult for the students of the two houses, and points will be deducted if they disagree.

Originally, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw were neck and neck in terms of house points, but they were soon surpassed by Hufflepuff and Slytherin.Two or three days later, even Hufflepuff had a lot of points deducted, and only Slytherin continued to gain points, taking the lead.

"You all noticed it," the twins said during dinner, pointing to the huge hourglass on the wall of the auditorium that represented the college's scores.

"I swear, this is Chiguoguo's revenge! They did it on purpose!" Ron was very angry, and just as he spoke, several more gems flew out of Gryffindor's hourglass.

"Yes, they did it on purpose." Fred said coldly, "No one can do this to us, so they paid the price. Just now, Mrs. Meng wanted to deduct our points..."

"Want it? What did you do?" Ron asked.

"He didn't finish what he said, and we didn't give him a chance." George replied, "Because before he finished speaking, we had already stuffed him into the disappearing cabinet on the second floor."

"Too impulsive! You will get into big trouble." Hermione said with a frown.

"No one saw it, no trouble until Montague shows up again," said Fred. "A week, two weeks? Who knows when he'll show up?"

"Besides, we are not afraid of trouble..."

"That's right! To be honest, we don't want to stay here anymore!"

The twins became serious for a rare moment, and the smiles on their faces that made people unconsciously happy were gone.

"Is there anything we can do to help?" Hermione asked softly after a long silence.

"No, we have everything planned!" Fred waved his hands repeatedly.

"This is our business, you must not get involved..."