Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Looking at Peter disappearing into the forest, Ike quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

As he and Snape said, Peter is very important and a very important part of his plan.

Ike is not worried that Peter will not go to Albania. His fear of Sirius and Lupine will drive him to find the only person who can protect him. What's more, Ike has a double insurance policy.

A curse. The curse will disappear only if Peter completes the task assigned to him by Ike. Otherwise, he will have to endure torture from his soul every other day.

That kind of pain is only slightly inferior to the Cruciatus Curse.

Of course, the merciful Ike postponed the time when the curse took effect, and Peter could still spend two weeks happily.

How to choose is actually very simple...

When we returned to the common room, some news had already come in. Hogwarts is such an "airtight" place, and although there were some slight discrepancies in some places, it was basically the same as the truth.

"I can't believe it! Sirius is actually innocent!"

"What's really unbelievable is that Professor Lupine is actually a werewolf! Oh my god, I still think he is the most qualified Defense Against the Dark Arts professor! How could Dumbledore allow such a dangerous person to become our professor!"

"Um... Actually, with wolfsbane potion, a werewolf can maintain his sanity during transformation. And... he is indeed a very competent professor, at least the best I have encountered in so many years."

"Yes, Professor Luping has nothing to say, let's talk about Sirius..."

Hmm...

Ike didn't expect that the eaglets would think so. According to common sense, shouldn't they write home quickly and let the principal's office tomorrow be flooded with shouting letters from angry parents?

In a way, Ike's guess was not wrong. Many students still did this. The final exams were all over, and parents no longer had any worries.

Ike didn't even eat breakfast. The owls in the auditorium made everything messy. He saw with his own eyes a UFO landing directly in Stuart's cup. Seeing that Stuart didn't notice it, Ike stopped him as soon as he picked up the cup.

, Otherwise there will be consequences...

Unthinkable.

There will be more than a week of leisure time before the exam results will be announced. Such a big gossip happened at this time, which can be regarded as satisfying the strong energy of the little wizards.

Ron was standing in front of the long Gryffindor table with one leg, bragging loudly about his energy last night. Even though he was yelling most of the time, this did not prevent him from reaping the rewards from other sources.

The adoring gaze of the little lion.

This feeling made him enjoy it very much.

She got up and walked to the door of the auditorium and waved. When Hermione saw it, she greeted Harry next to her and came over.

They need to go to Professor McGonagall to return the Time Turner, which is something agreed at the beginning of the semester.

Along the way, it was obvious that Hermione was in a good mood. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she didn't know what she was thinking about.

"Buckbeak has been rescued?" Ike asked in a low voice.

"What? How...how is it possible? I don't know what you are talking about." Hermione turned her head to the side.

"It's okay, I'll just ask Hagrid."

"You don't know Hagrid well! He won't tell you."

"So..." Ike stopped and stared at Hermione's pupils. After a while, Hermione was defeated and nodded lightly in resignation.

"How did you guess that?" Hermione asked, feeling inexplicably relieved.

"It's easy." Ike started walking again and said as he walked, "The whole Hogwarts knows that you and Harry have been busy for so long. Malfoy spread the news, and the news of Hagrid's defeat also spread.

All over."

"Minister Fudge and the executioner arrived at the castle yesterday. If Buckbeak was really dead, you would not look like this."

"To sum up, there is only one truth...you used this, right?" He tapped his finger on the time converter on his chest, with an unfathomable look on his face.

Hermione was stunned for a moment. Looking at Ike's face, she felt inexplicably angry and kicked Ike's calf directly.

"Ouch!"

Ike acted as if he had been hit by a train, grinning as if he was in pain. Seeing this, Hermione laughed cheerfully, turned her head, hummed, and left first.

Seen from behind, the steps are cheerful.

Outside Professor McGonagall's office, the two of them finally put away their smiling faces. They knocked on the door and opened the door after receiving a response.

"Professor McGonagall, let's return the Time Turner." Hermione took the Time Turner from Ike and placed it on Professor McGonagall's desk together with her own.

"Exactly on time, Miss Granger, Mr. Strider." Professor McGonagall checked it briefly and received it in the box she saw at the beginning of the term.

"By the way, maybe I can congratulate you in advance. You are still the top two in your grade."

"So Professor McGonagall, who is number one?" Hermione has always been positive and serious in terms of grades.

Professor McGonagall didn't give a clear answer. She just looked at Hermione and shrugged. The answer was obvious.

"Okay, don't worry too much, you are not far behind, and compared with many people, your results can make them feel ashamed!"

"Oh my God! I haven't seen so many D's and P's in so many years!"

Professor McGonagall began to talk about the ridiculous transformation results she had seen in the Transfiguration exam. Unfortunately, Ike heard that one of the examples was Stuart.

His vacation will not be easy.

Ike and Hermione didn't stay long. Professor McGonagall still had work to do. After listening for a while, she said goodbye and left.

They walked outside the castle in tacit understanding, and the two came to the edge of the Black Lake again.

"That's not a coma spell," Hermione said suddenly.

"What?" Ike, who was in a daze, couldn't help but be stunned.

Hermione stopped and looked directly at Ike: "I said, last year in the Screaming Shack, it was not a coma spell, but a forgetting spell!"

"You...remembered?" Ike's eyes flickered. Even though he had known that such a day would come, he never expected that this day would come so early.

Which direction should I run?

"Don't even think about running away! Ike Strider!" Hermione grabbed Ike, "You can't run away this time!"

"Okay, I admit, that is indeed the Forgetting Curse." Ike decided to lie down and die. He was ready to pay any price.

"I knew it!" Hermione kicked Ike again, this time much harder, and the grin on her face was not fake.

"If I can't remember...will you never tell me the truth?" Hermione asked seriously.

"Yes, now that you think about it, you should know that kind of thing..." Ike was interrupted by Hermione before he finished speaking.

"Ike..."

"kindness?"

"Never use the Oblivion Curse on me again!"

"I said never!"

Looking at Hermione's serious face, Ike suddenly smiled, narrowed his eyes unconsciously, and nodded.

"kindness!"