Soaring at Hogwarts

On the way back to the castle, the little wizards discussed who "Nicola Flamel" was.

"I seem to have heard of this person." Harry frowned, thinking hard.

"To be related to Professor Dumbledore, he must be a powerful wizard." Ron said.

Hermione reported a bunch of book titles: "We can check, "Who's Who of Contemporary Wizards", "Rating of Famous Wizards" by the Daily Prophet, "A Collection of Merlin Medal Winners"..."

Definitely not found here.

The two Heseltine siblings looked at them with smiles.

First of all, Nico is not a contemporary.Secondly, he "died" in the 14th century, and the Order of Merlin, which was awarded starting in the [-]th century, could not be awarded to him.

As for the Daily Prophet's ranking, it is determined by popular vote - think about why every president in American polls is rated as "the most unpopular president in history" and "the lowest level president since World War II" "You will understand why there is no possibility of Nico.

Their smiles were noticed by the trio.

"Hey, do you two know anything?" Ron asked.

"Not only do we know, I bet, you all know this person." Old Samantha said thoughtfully.

Ian nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, think about it?"

"We also know what the big dog is guarding."

Seeing the two of them constricting, the trio felt helpless.

"Ian, we've known each other for so long," Ron pleaded.

Hermione stalked Samantha.

"Samantha..." She shook Samantha's arm coquettishly.

It was helpful to Samantha, but she still didn't say the answer and turned to Ian.

"Did you already know?"

Ian smiled but didn't answer.

"Okay, you actually hid it from me." Samantha said unhappily, turning to the trio and saying, "Ask him, he must have some evil intentions."

The three of them looked at Ian.

Ian was considering whether to tell them.

"It would be somewhat boring to tell you directly." Ian pondered for a while and said, "But I can give you a reminder. You can start your investigation from Dumbledore."

The trio looked a little disappointed and still surrounded Ian when they arrived at the castle, dragging him to the Gryffindor common room.

Most of the Gryffindors were not surprised by Ian's appearance - the lion and the little badger were good friends, not to mention that the little badger was protected by a group of female lions.

In the lounge, everyone is celebrating the victory.

"Ah, our logistics officer is here!" George pulled Ian in and put a paper hat on him, "Come in quickly! Come in quickly! Gryffindor has enough supplies today!"

Fred also leaned over, his face glowing - not just from the Quidditch victory.

"Ian, guess who we saw after the game?"

"Who?"

"Unconscious Professor Quirrell," Fred laughed, "guess what we did again?"

"Huh?" Ian looked confused.

George said solemnly: "As you ordered, we finally gave the cockroach skewer to Professor Quirrell."

"The turban of..." Fred added.

The two laughed.

"Oh!" Ian thought for a moment before connecting the cockroach string with himself, and said with admiration, "Thank you so much."

…………The gentleman is Yang Yang, holding the spring on the left, and beckoning me to leave the room with the right.The joy is only...

After leaving the Gryffindor lounge, Ian stopped by the Room of Requirement and picked up two shabby books.By the time he passed the extremely ugly gargoyle, it was already very late.

"Wait a minute, little wizard." The stone monster called out to Ian.

Ian was startled. In his impression, this stone beast always listened to commands silently and never spoke.

"The principal is looking for you." After speaking, the stone beast jumped aside, revealing the movable stairs leading to the principal's office.

"Professor, what do you want from me?" Ian walked up quickly and asked briskly, "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long."

Dumbledore put the pensieve back and looked up at Ian.

“It doesn’t matter, seniors always have a lot of free time.

Compared to this, have you gained anything new today? "

"Two books, the spells on them are interesting." Ian put the old books on the desk, "Oh, Harry already knows about the existence of 'Nick Flame', and it won't take long to guess that there is something hidden in the school. It’s the magic stone.”

Dumbledore nodded calmly and said, "I heard Professor Snape mention something. He said that Quirrell talked to you during the Quidditch match."

"Yes," Ian replied, "He originally wanted to jinx Harry, but I didn't let him do it."

Having said this, Ian was a little proud.

Dumbledore was silent for a while.

"Be careful, Ian, that... is Voldemort after all," Dumbledore said. "Don't worry about Harry's safety. Although I am not here, neither Professor McGonagall nor Professor Snape will let him succeed. of."

"Don't worry, Professor. I also insured Harry's safety in the past." Ian disagreed. "Although he asked me some strange questions - 'How to defeat the mysterious man?' - but I didn't know anything. explain."

"Do you think Quirrell wants to betray Voldemort?" Ian asked curiously.

Dumbledore sighed.

"If that's the case, that would be great. I hope Professor Quirrell can prove himself with his actions - until then, you still have to stay vigilant, Ian."

"Yeah." Ian nodded.

Dumbledore looked at Ian and changed the subject: "Has the spell been sorted out?"

"Soon, soon," Ian stuck out his tongue, "I can definitely sort it out before Christmas."

"Christmas is coming," Dumbledore mused, "Are you going to stay in school?"

"Although I really want to go back, I'm afraid I can't," Ian said sadly, "We still need to strengthen the defense in the Forbidden Forest, which is a big project.

I also planted some things, but I haven’t used the growth agent given by Professor Sprout yet. I just have a chance to give it a try during the holiday. "

The week after Halloween is the beginning of winter. According to the requirements of the "Method for Planting Zhizhi and Grass", you can start planting purple zhizhi growing on realgar on this day.

Ian cultivated a piece of land on the side of the Forbidden Forest, at the foot of the mountain, specifically for this experiment.

In addition, Voldemort may not be able to help but run into the Forbidden Forest next year, so Ian has been carving runes everywhere in the Forbidden Forest to protect those magical creatures.

"You seem to have a colorful life," Dumbledore said. "I'm hesitant to disturb you."

"What is it? Professor?"

"The Philosopher's Stone." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Don't you always want to see it? But if you are so busy-"

"Not busy! Not busy!" Ian jumped up, "There is more than enough time! Don't pity me, I can handle these things!"

Professor Dumbledore laughed twice: "I originally wanted to give it as your Christmas gift, but now I have to think of another one."

"Go to Professor Gilani and he will give it to you."

"Thank you very much! Professor Dumbledore!" Ian bowed to Dumbledore, "I'll go right away!"

After saying that, he ran away.

"Your book, Ian," Dumbledore called from behind.

"Come on! Come on!"

Ian directly used the Flying Curse, unwilling to waste a second - after all, it was a magic stone!