Magical Studies at Hogwarts

After the dementors behaved, life in Hogwarts returned to peace again.

Class, Quidditch, class, it's so ordinary without any ripples.

Ike implemented his plan step by step. Although his growth was slow, he was more solid.

In mid-December, many of Ike's researches achieved initial success, and he finally found time to read the book "Advanced Dark Arts Revealed" that Dumbledore sent to his door.

This is a book about black magic that involves a large number of souls and eternal life, most of which are based on the achievements of the despicable Haierbo. The compiler of the book is obviously a paranoid admirer of Haierbo, and there are a lot of references to it between the lines.

personality cult.

The content inside was too evil and dark, and included a large number of human experiments. The results of various experiments made Ike's scalp numb and his outlook completely ruined.

It is hard to imagine that many humanoid creatures existing in the magical world were cultivated as war tools.

In comparison, Horcruxes are considered to be relatively mild methods.

The next day, after reading "Advanced Black Magic Revealed", Ike came to the principal's office with this book. This thing is so twisted that if you look at it for a long time, you will really go crazy.

"What's the matter? Mr. Strider."

Dumbledore didn't know what business he was dealing with, he was sitting in front of his gorgeous desk writing something.

"I'm here to return the book, Professor." Ike put the book on the table. "I think this book is not suitable for me."

"Oh? I thought you would have to watch for a while longer." Dumbledore put down the quill in his hand and pushed up the glasses on his nose.

"One time is enough."

Without further words, Ike had made his attitude very clear. He didn't care a long time ago whether Dumbledore believed it or not. The rigor of the Unbreakable Oath was more reliable than a blood oath or something like that.

"Then don't bother me, Professor, I have classes to attend later."

"Well, Mr. Strider, it's not wrong for students to focus on learning." Dumbledore watched Ike walk out the door, and when he was approaching the door, he suddenly said, "By the way, Tingxi

Fleurs mentioned a very interesting thing, for which I found an old friend, who happened to be coming to school to see his grandson."

He looked at the time and then said: "There is still time, I think you can go to Severus' place."

"I will, Professor." Nodding, Ike left.

After leaving the principal's office, he went straight underground, knocked on the door, and Ike pushed the door open and entered.

Snape's office did not feel as dark as usual. It was lit with many candles and was very bright. A thin old man with gray hair was standing next to Ellie, holding a wand and poking it from time to time.

Nap stood beside him, looking somewhat respectful.

"I think you should learn what etiquette is, Strider." Noticing Ike coming in, Snape's face instantly changed back to his usual cold look.

"Sorry, Professor." Ike knew that he had to be cowardly when he should be cowardly, not to mention that he was more interested in this thin old man than Snape.

After such a long time, Snape still knew Ike very well, and he could understand what he was thinking just by looking at his appearance.

"This is Mr. Scamander..."

"Newt Scamander?" Ike's eyes suddenly brightened a bit, "The author of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", Mr. Newt Scamander?"

"Oh? Do children today still know me as an old man?" Newt turned around, "I always thought that no one knew me anymore. My grandson always said that I was outdated."

"Of course not, you are the greatest magical zoologist in modern times." Snape said quickly.

"That's right." Ike nodded repeatedly, pointed at Ellie and asked, "Are you here to see her?"

"Oh, yes, that's right." Newt's interest suddenly became high, "It's unimaginable that I actually saw this magical little guy with my own eyes."

"This is really a big discovery! Did you know that there is a kind of snake in Africa..."

Newt rambled on about a similar incident he had witnessed while searching for magical animals in Africa.

"...It's a pity that it is a kind of magical creature, which is completely different from this little guy." Newt poked Ellie again, "There are actually magic fluctuations in her body!"

"So, Mr. Scamander, can you cure her?" Ike asked.

"This... I can try." Newt was silent for a moment, "After all, I have never encountered such a thing, and there are no records of situations like hers."

"But in the end, there should be no problem."

"In my opinion, she should be..."

Newt talked a lot, and Ike was stunned for a while. A brief summary is that Ellie's vitality was deeply damaged when she gave birth to Red Rose. Although Ike's treatment allowed her to survive the process, she also

Therefore, she was favored by magic, but she was an ordinary nightingale after all, and the transformation of her by magic was not complete.

"...So, if..., then..., her problem should be solved."

"Well, for now, all we have to do is speed up the magic to transform her..." Ike thought of a transformation method mentioned in "The Secret of Cutting-edge Black Magic". If some of the bloody parts were deleted,

The steps should be fine.

"Thank you, Mr. Scamander." Ike touched Ellie's little head, "I can finally help you get better, Ellie..."

"Wait, wait!" Newt nodded in agreement at first, but suddenly came to his senses, "You want to save her yourself?"

"yes?"

"Do you have a way?"

"I have some ideas..."

"That won't work." Newt suddenly hardened up and straightened his thin body, "You are still a student, study is the most important thing, so let me do it."

With that said, without giving Ike a chance, he just ran out with the bird stand, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ike was a little dumbfounded and hurriedly followed him out, but didn't see Newt at all. He scratched his head and came back, asking Snape with a confused look on his face: "What he just... was supposed to be a robbery, right?"

"I agree with Mr. Scamander, he is more confident than you." Snape returned to his cold expression, lifted his robe and sat on the chair, "As Mr. Scamander said,

You should focus on studying, Strider."

"Okay, Professor." Ike nodded subconsciously. In this situation, it would be useless even if he was unwilling. Moreover, Newt, a magizoologist, would be better than him after all.

The method that is just a guess is much more reliable.