Magical Studies at Hogwarts

When Ike woke up, the first thing he saw was Hermione holding a book and reading next to the hospital bed.

He didn't disturb her, just watched her lower her head quietly.

"Are you awake?" Maybe she noticed it, and Hermione inadvertently raised her head, showing a hint of surprise.

He smiled and wanted to raise his hand to touch Hermione's hair, but felt unable to do so. After going through his mind, he finally understood.

"It seems like it's been a while," Ike said.

"Actually, no." Hermione closed the book, "That was just yesterday."

"So, what kind of punishment did I receive?"

"Confinement, banned from Hogsmeade, for one semester." Hermione replied.

Ike naturally took Hermione's hand and said with a smile: "It seems that I will have to trouble you to bring me a pile of cockroaches."

"I won't buy that kind of thing." He twisted his nose, but had a bright smile on his face.

The two laughed for a while before Hermione stopped laughing and said seriously: "Your matter this time is very serious. Snape wants to take the opportunity to fire you. If it weren't for Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall, he might have

It’s come true.”

"After all, it's the first time in the entire history of Hogwarts that you beat Professor Moody like that."

"Well, it seems I'm lucky." Ike smiled and said, "Did Madam Pomfrey say when I can be discharged from the hospital?"

"You want to leave now? Impossible." Hermione shook her head, "Madam Pomfrey said that your injuries this time are serious and you will have to stay for at least a week."

"You need to rest and let your magic recover." Hermione said.

"Depleted of magic power? I'm familiar with this." Ike said with a smile, "It's just a matter of getting some sleep, Hermione."

"Stop joking." Hermione patted Ike, "You know that, right?"

"Don't force it, stay here honestly, I will stay with you."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Ike nodded and agreed.

Indeed, as Hermione said, he was now weak and anxious, as if he had been hollowed out.

The consumption of that magic was a bit beyond his expectation. After it was activated, he couldn't stop it, which was really troublesome.

It seems that after waiting for it to be improved, it needs to be improved.

"By the way, where is Professor Moody?" Ike looked around, but only saw a circle of curtains.

"He's here too." Hermione curled her lips to the side, "You almost broke all the bones, and there was so much blood, but it's not that heavy compared to you."

"Madam Pomfrey used magic to reattach all his bones and gave him medicine. Maybe he can go out tomorrow."

As she said that, Hermione suddenly put her head over and asked in a low voice: "What kind of magic did he use on you at that time, and how did it trigger your... magic?"

"The soul-stealing curse." Ike also whispered back, "He just used his full strength against me."

"That's right." Hermione nodded, "Professor Moody is also quite miserable. I heard that he had serious mental problems before he agreed to Dumbledore, but I didn't expect that he still had it.

Alcoholism."

"Can you think of the first thing he did when he woke up?"

"He actually took a sip of wine from his own flask first!"

"But I have to say that Professor Moody is indeed a very good professor..."

"Well...second only to Professor Lupin."

Hermione said, and Ike nodded in agreement from time to time. From a certain point of view, Hermione was right. "Moody" was indeed a very good Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who could pass the OWLS exam.

Those with twelve certificates are not simple people.

It's just that this "Moody" is not that Moody's.

Hermione stayed with Ike until dark before leaving with the book in her arms. Not long after leaving, Madam Pomfrey brought two small bottles and drank them while staring at Ike with a grimace on her face.

"Drink it, kid, I know it tastes bad." Madam Pomfrey smiled kindly and thoughtfully handed Ike a piece of honey bee candy, "Here, take a moment, you'll have to drink it for at least a week.

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"Thank you, Madam Pomfrey." Ike said with candy in his mouth.

"It's okay, as long as you don't come here for this reason next time." Madam Pomfrey said, "Always running out of magic power may leave permanent damage."

"Not next time." Ike nodded.

"It's best this way." Madam Pomfrey made a fierce face and smiled immediately.

Put away the empty bottles and thoughtfully provide Ikela with a curtain.

"Get some rest, Ike."

Lying on the bed, Ike closed his eyes and felt the magic in his body.

It was empty, but like a spring, there was one that was quietly growing.

Seems to be still very active.

"Maybe we don't have to wait a week." Ike calculated in his heart.

Under normal circumstances, little wizards before the age of eleven will have magical riots from time to time, and they will not stabilize until they are eleven years old. This is why magic schools in various countries will limit the entrance age of new students to eleven years old.

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After that, as the age increases, the little wizard's magic power will also increase. Until the age of fifteen or six, there will be a surge as the body develops.

Based on Ike's use of the time turner, the magic power surges around this time.

It was just a coincidence. If this surge in magic power hadn't happened, I'm afraid it would have left permanent damage as Madam Pomfrey said.

After a while, Hermione came over again carrying a paper bag, which contained a chicken sandwich and a few pieces of fried chicken, which she had packed for Ike during dinner.

After Ike finished eating, the two chatted for a while, and then Hermione left.

Having taken twelve courses, it was already very difficult for her to find time to come here. Even with a time-turner, the burden would still be heavy.

It was getting darker and darker, and the campus hospital was quiet.

At ten minutes past midnight, Ike quietly got out of bed, pulled up the curtain and began to look for "Moody".

After quietly looking at several students who had moved in for various reasons, Ike finally found the right place.

With a move of his finger, the silencing spell fell.

"It seems that you are recovering well." Little Barty said with a Moody face.

Ike glanced at the wine bottle on the bedside table and said, "Use this method to make sure the filling is not leaked."

"Don't worry, if you don't come here again, nothing will happen." Little Barty chuckled.

"It's not my problem this time." Ike said, "It's your thoughts that you shouldn't have."

"So, you deserve it."

"Hehehe, it doesn't matter." Little Barty's face twitched, "But you are much more serious than me."

"A piece of advice from a senior: Don't try magic you can't control."

"Thank you, I know my abilities very well." Ike nodded, not caring at all.

"By the way, there is something you want in the innermost classroom of the west corridor on the fifth floor." Ike said, "Take it as soon as possible. If it's too late, I'm afraid you won't be able to take it."

"Damn, how long have you left it there?" Little Barty said excitedly.

"More than half a month, I can't remember exactly." Ike looked impatient.

"Who asked you to notify me in this way?"

After saying that, Ike turned around and left.

Suddenly remembering something, he turned around and waved, and a little white light instantly merged into little Barty's body.

"What did you do to me!"

"Relax." Ike said with a smile, but it looked scary to little Barty.

"You should have heard, this is the same as Wormtail's. As long as you no longer have inappropriate thoughts, the curse will not be activated."

"Finally, as a junior, I would like to give you a piece of advice, senior..."

"Be honest..."

After saying that, he removed the silencing spell and left.