Magical Studies at Hogwarts

The practice of the Illusion Charm has reached a deadlock.

This is the most difficult spell that Ike has come across. Perhaps only the Patronus Charm is more difficult than it. Ike even thinks that the so-called three unforgivable curses are not as complicated as the Disguise Curse.

Sure enough, it was wrong to guess that one can study at OLS level. I am afraid that it would be difficult for ordinary NEWTS graduates to master it.

Learning this in the first grade is really too forced.

So the question is, what did Roger think Ike was looking for?

The first-grade classwork is not heavy, and Ike can quickly finish the assignments assigned by the professors by relying on his muscle memory.

In this regard, except Hermione, no one else is as quick as Ike!

Stuart and Terry were a little slower, but not much slower. If there was only one lesson in the afternoon, they would have finished it before dinner. The rest of the time was mostly spent on the Quidditch pitch.

Ike has never quite understood the sport of Quidditch. This so-called competitive sport that combines football, basketball, racing and free fighting, you can tell just by looking at the hundreds of foul entries, what exactly does this thing have?

How barbaric.

As a team member, concussions are common, colds and fevers are also common, and fractures are even more common. As a spectator, many times the players on the field fly too fast and too high, and it is impossible to see clearly with just a pair of naked eyes. Even with a telescope, you can often see

Just looking at it will make you lose the target.

Both the gaming experience and the viewing experience are extremely poor.

Moreover, as the last two Quidditch players at Hogwarts, Ravenclaw has been at the bottom for many years, with no signs of rising at all.

Hufflepuff also has a future star, Cedric, but what about Ravenclaw? Let Qiu be the savior?

It will still be about the same two years later.

After casting a body-disguise spell on himself and another "Prototype Appearance", Ike picked up the wand for the first time in a long time.

The Appearance Curse has reached level 2, the Disguise Curse...

It’s really embarrassing to the time-traveling seniors!

Tired of staying in the dormitory, Ike simply opened the door and left Ravenclaw Tower, running straight to the edge of the Black Lake.

In the past two weeks, Ike likes to run here when he has nothing to do and stare at the deep and vast lake in a daze. Occasionally, the giant squid in the black lake will crawl out of the lake, swinging its huge tentacles to stir up the lake water and move the shore.

The little wizard next to him was so frightened that he ran around.

Of course, this is of no use to Ike.

The waterproofing spell, the warming spell and the cleaning spell are three spells in one. Who knows the real one?

Mermaids also come out occasionally. They are completely different from the image of young, beautiful and good-looking figures that Ike imagined. The freshwater mermaids in the Black Lake are very ugly. They hold forks full of algae and are dirty and unappetizing.

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Sitting quietly on the shore, Ike was also reflecting on whether he was a little eager for quick success or quick success?

As far as first graders are concerned, as long as they don't go to the Forbidden Forest, there is basically no danger.

However, every time I think of this, a pair of huge yellow snake eyes appear in my mind.

The basilisk is unreasonable!

"Before Christmas, you must learn the Disguise Charm!" Ike encouraged silently, "There are still two months left, that's enough!"

On the way back to the auditorium, Ike met Hagrid dragging several huge pumpkins, and Ike realized that Halloween was not far away.

When I walked into the auditorium, I saw Professor Flitwick instructing the senior students to hang up spider webs and fake bats.

Seeing Ike come in, Professor Flitwick was very happy and hurriedly greeted: "Mr. Strider, that's great! Come and help hang these things up!"

"Professor Flitwick." Ike bowed slightly, then waved his wand, and the spider webs and fake bats piled on the ground immediately floated up. He waved his wand to hang them up, and in the blink of an eye, the auditorium changed.

"Every time I see your floating spell, I am always amazed." Professor Flitwick nodded with satisfaction.

"Thank you for the compliment, Professor Flitwick."

After a few words with Professor Flitwick, Ike returned to the long table in Ravenclaw.

As soon as he sat down, Morag, who was chatting happily next to him, rolled his eyes. Ike returned Snape's gaze, and the area around him immediately cleared up.

Without caring, I poured a glass of pumpkin juice, inserted a chicken leg and a few pieces of veal, filled a plate full of macaroni, and added a large spoonful of mashed potatoes. Ike slowly started to eat.

I have been practicing the Illusion Body Curse a lot recently, and my appetite has increased a lot.

Without waiting for Stuart and Terry, Ike returned to the common room after dinner, picked up the familiar notebook from the 1950s and 1960s, and started reading slowly.

Of course, it is inevitable to listen with closed earplugs and the silent package.

The next day, there was one Charms lesson and one Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson, and in the afternoon there was another lesson on transfiguration to turn a quill into a pen. By the time Ike came out of the library, the Halloween dinner was about to begin.

Stuart and Terry, Ravenclaw's only two friends, reserved a seat for Ike and waved to them with a smile. Ike sat between them with a bright smile on his face.

"I just told Terry that if you don't come, I'll look for you in the library, and you're here." Stewart patted Ike on the shoulder, "You are also awesome. I don't have the patience to spend time in the library every day."

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"I'm just used to it. It never hurts to read more books." Ike picked up a bunch of lively cockroaches and stuffed them into his mouth. Under Stuart's horrified gaze, he swallowed it in three or two.

"This thing is quite interesting. The legs are still moving when you chew it?" He picked up another one and handed it to Stuart, "Come and try it, it tastes very good!"

"No, no, I think Zizi Bee Candy is more suitable for me."

Ike handed it to Terry who was standing aside, and saw Terry holding a licorice wand with his eyes wide open.

I shrugged and threw the pile of cockroaches into my mouth. It was still so exciting!

After a while, the dinner officially started.

Countless bats were flying on the ceiling, and many small dark clouds were hovering above the head. Jack-o'-lanterns made of giant pumpkins cultivated by Hagrid flickered, and sumptuous dishes appeared on the dining table.

Ike held a pile of cockroaches in his mouth and picked himself a grilled lamb chop. While feeling the cockroach legs still moving in his mouth, he slowly dismembered the lamb chop with a knife and fork.

There were piles of cockroaches in his belly, and the lamb chops were ready to be deboned. Ike took a sip of pumpkin juice, forked a piece of it and put it in his mouth. The rich barbecue sauce was mixed with the unique mutton smell, and there was also a little bit of it.

Spicy, just like the mutton kebabs from roadside stalls in the past.

After finishing the lamb chops, Ike ate a chicken leg, a pair of chicken wings, three sliced ​​steaks and a large spoonful of mashed potatoes.

Just as Ike was about to finish the last piece of meatball spaghetti, he heard a "bang" and Professor Quirrell stumbled in.

"Troll! In... underground classroom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the floor and fainted.

The auditorium suddenly became a mess. Dumbledore waved his wand and several purple fireworks exploded, attracting the attention of the little wizards.

"Prefect." Dumbledore said in a low voice, "Take the students back to the dormitory immediately!"

"Okay, everyone, follow closely!" Roger stood up and clapped his hands, "The juniors, follow Penello, I will be at the back!"

The eaglets had already calmed down, and listened to Roger's arrangement and lined up in two rows, following Penello out of the auditorium.

Ike was also in the team, but his face turned cold.

He suddenly remembered that according to the original plot, Hermione was in the women's bathroom next to the underground classroom at the moment, and would soon be playing a game of chase with the troll!

Ike has always had a very complicated feeling about Hermione. On the one hand, Hermione was indeed beautiful when she grew up, and on the other hand, she was the first person Ike met at Hogwarts.

What's more, as the main tenants of the library, Ike and Hermione often meet in the library. Even though they just sit on opposite sides of the long table and read their own books, it doesn't prevent the two from becoming friends.

Besides, who knows if two unreliable guys like Harry and Ron can successfully rescue Hermione!

Glancing in the direction of Gryffindor, I didn't see Harry and Ron. Ike hesitated for a moment and immediately grabbed Stuart.

"If I don't come back in half an hour, remember to find Professor Flitwick!"

After saying that, with Stuart's face confused, he decisively gave himself a silent and unfinished phantom body spell package, and disappeared into the chaotic crowd as soon as he dwarfed himself.

The underground corridor was empty at night, and there were not many candles, making it look eerie. Ike took the wand and slowly walked towards the women's toilet.

They didn't go far when they smelled a pungent stench and ran quickly. When they reached the women's toilet, they saw Harry and Ron locking the toilet door.

"It's okay now, the troll can't escape." As soon as Ron finished his words, he heard a miserable, frightened scream coming from the women's toilet.

"not good!"

"Hermione!"

The two of them had just turned around to open the locked door when they suddenly felt their bodies being pulled apart by an inexplicable force, one to the left and the other to the right.

"Split into pieces!"

As a voice sounded, the door to the women's restroom suddenly exploded.

The two of them steadied their bodies and hurriedly looked into the toilet. They saw Hermione covering her mouth and looking at them with a horrified look on her face, and a huge figure looming next to her.

"Run!" Harry shouted loudly, and before he finished speaking, he saw Hermione flying out of the toilet quickly as if being pulled by something. Just as he was about to speak again, a familiar feeling appeared again.

When he came to his senses, Hermione and Ron were half lying on the ground next to him.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Heavy footsteps sounded, and accompanied by a pungent stench, the troll came out again carrying a thick wooden stick.

"Roar!" The troll roared, spittle flying from its mouth. It looked left and right, and then quickly ran towards Harry and the others.

"Stand stiff and stop dead!"

"There are many obstacles!"

Accompanied by two curses, the troll obviously staggered, but it was just a stagger, and ran towards the three of them again.

It didn't run even two steps before it stopped. I scratched its little head with my right hand, as if wondering where my stick had gone.

Harry and the three of them could see clearly that the wooden stick suddenly flew up from the troll's hand, stopped in the sky above the troll's head in the blink of an eye, and flew forward with the troll for some distance.

Then, he slammed it down...

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise, and the giant monster fell to the ground. As if it was not satisfied, the wooden stick flew up again, and then fell hard, hitting the back of the monster's head again, and then fell to the side as if it had lost control.

It was as if Harry was dreaming. A twelve-foot giant monster fell two or three meters in front of him. It was not as scary as it looked at all, and was as fragile as a chicken.

"What...what's going on!" Ron was frightened and stammered almost speechless.

"Okay...it seems...someone saved us." Harry recovered slightly, but he was still stumbling.

"Someone saved us." Hermione calmed down, picked up the two useless men who were still half lying on the ground, and cast a cleaning spell on them.

"Then...who could it be?" Ron's voice was still trembling, "I didn't see the professors coming."

"Of course not Professor." Hermione frowned, wiped away the tears that had been frightened, and thought to herself.

"Who else could it be besides that guy?"