I can enter Hogwarts in the last days

Chapter 268 Big event, worst plan

"We will continue to collect relevant clues in the future, and if there is any progress, we will notify you as soon as possible."

Abdul now dares not make any specific guarantees, and can only give a rough plan.

"Okay, I look forward to your harvest." Ian also replied, which was a kind of recognition.

In fact, he was more curious about these monuments, just like going to the circus to watch a performance for fun.

The height determines the vision, and he has no hope of getting anything from these ruins, even the ancient Egypt 1 years ago.

After sending Abdul away, Ian also returned to his tent. This was also his last night with Hermione in Egypt.

A bonfire was lit outside the tent, and Hermione hugged her legs and sat next to Ian.

"Where are we going tomorrow?"

Hermione's clothing in the desert was very simple, she was wrapped in a white robe and a pair of mesh sneakers.

In terms of style, this outfit is very plain, but the effect is surprisingly good.

There is a saying that goes well, if you want to be pretty and filial, this is the truth.

Ian was not immune to this, and put his arm around Hermione, bringing them closer.

"You can go wherever you want. But before that, we need to make tonight's dinner."

After saying that, he stood up and took down the kettle from the campfire. Inside was steaming green tea. In the desert at night, a cup of hot tea is essential.

While Hermione was drinking tea, he had already opened a can of luncheon meat, and then it was time for the performance. He chose a clean stone and heated it under the bonfire. After the stone was completely heated, he spread out the slices of luncheon meat. On top, along with the sizzling sound, the lunch meat also smells tempting.

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In London in late August, the average temperature is only 16 degrees Celsius, and it rains from time to time.

But this has nothing to do with Ian. He is sitting in Hermione's room at the moment, admiring the scenery on the street through the window, pedestrians holding umbrellas, passing vehicles...

Although they are all ordinary pictures, under the filter of the rain screen, everything is full of poetry, like smoke and picturesque...

But life is not always poetic. For example, at this moment, a white palm dangled in front of his eyes.

"It feels like you are acting weird after coming back from this trip. Who are you missing? Lina from Egypt? Eve from Greece? Or someone else I don't know?"

Hermione spoke a few names quickly, and then looked away nonchalantly, as if she didn't care at all.

Ian rolled his eyes secretly on the side. This fishing method should not be too obvious, he would not be fooled.

"You actually remember their names? To be honest, I would have forgotten their names if you didn't remind me! Aren't you busy right now? Don't forget to go to Diagon Alley to buy textbooks this afternoon."

"Tch~" Hermione pursed her lips. Although she didn't say much, she was still very satisfied with Ian's answer. She even forgot the names of the girls.

Thinking of this, Hermione turned around and went to the closet to sort out the clothes she would bring to school.

at the same time.

Ian was also lost in thought. What Hermione said just now was right. He was indeed out of state during this period.

The main reason is that there is something wrong with the hourglass that travels through the apocalypse. The hourglass that once cooled down for a month has now become extremely slow. A full month and a half has passed since before the summer vacation. The khaki color that symbolizes the apocalypse has just passed. half.

At this rate, returning once a month in the past has now become once every three months.

It didn't seem to have much impact at first glance, but what was hidden behind it made him sleepless and sleepless.

Thinking of the strangeness he felt when he returned to the apocalypse last time, and the peace Norma said, he connected them one by one...

The more I thought about it, the more something was wrong, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt there was something fishy about it.

<divclass="contentadv">"Why do I have a feeling that the clown is actually myself..." Ian murmured to himself.

The voice was not loud, but it caught Hermione's attention, "Joker? What clown?"

"Don't be so curious. If I were you, I would quickly pick out clothes and pack them. It's already been an hour."

Ian was a little helpless, Hermione had become so nosy once upon a time.

"Oh!" Hermione responded expressionlessly.

Faced with Hermione in this state, he would have coaxed her before, but now he really didn't have any thoughts.

He is now like a target on the shelf. He can only passively accept it and cannot actively choose.

Even if everything is fine at the moment, no one knows what will happen next second.Don't say anything else, as long as Doomsday's side is relaxed and gives him a perfunctory anti-virus when he travels through time...

Ah!Even if only one spore follows, the fun here will be great.

"Fuck!" Ian uttered a rare curse word. Under Hermione's surprised eyes, he stood up and walked towards the door.

He wanted to relax and find someone to discuss countermeasures. This was the first time in so many years that he was so passive.

As soon as he reached the living room, he heard hurried footsteps on the stairs.

In the bedroom, Hermione quickly came to her senses after a brief moment of shock, and then chased him out.From their first acquaintance to now, this was the first time she had seen Ian so angry.

This made her a little worried and a little scared at the same time.So much so that when she saw Ian's back in the living room, she quickly rushed towards him.

He didn't say anything, just hugged her tightly.

Ian also calmed down at this moment. He knew that his actions just now scared Hermione. Not only did he feel the softness from the girl on his back, but he also felt the trembling mood of the other person.

This made his heart soften quickly. He turned around and held Hermione in his arms, looking at her with pity.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it to you."

When he lowered his head, he saw that the girl's eyes seemed to be filled with tears.

"Something happened that made me feel irritable. I'm really sorry." After Ian said that, he gently stroked Hermione's cheek with his hand and wiped away the tears that overflowed from his eyes.

"No matter what happens, I will always be with you. You are not alone. You are no longer the wanderer who worked odd jobs in Diagon Alley."

Although Hermione's voice contained grievances, it was more strong and she was expressing her attitude.

"Thank you!" Ian said softly. "I feel a lot better, really."

After that, he hugged Hermione and sat on the sofa next to him.

As soon as she sat down, Hermione asked, "So, what happened?"

Looking at Hermione's red eyes, Ian still blamed himself a little for bringing his emotions into the house.

"It's a troublesome thing. Don't worry. Even if the worst happens, I can take good care of you and your parents."

He didn't plan to tell Hermione the specific details.There is no need at all. The only people who can help him in this matter are those three people.

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