Magical Studies at Hogwarts

The death of Crouch Sr. was a big deal. Even though he had been missing for a long time, as long as his death was not confirmed for a day, there was still a glimmer of hope.

Obviously, hope has been completely dashed.

The death of a senior official from the Ministry of Magic made Fudge very angry. After receiving the news that night, he led some officials from the Ministry of Magic to Hogwarts. After talking with Dumbledore for a long time, he took Old Crouch's body with him.

leave.

They need to give Old Crouch a decent funeral. Since all the Crouch family members have died, only the Ministry of Magic can bear the responsibility.

"Maybe the third event of the competition will be cancelled."

There were many people discussing this matter in the castle, but Ike knew very well that at times like this, the competition would be less likely to stop, and the Ministry of Magic would do its best to ensure the smooth progress of the competition.

Sure enough, in mid-June, the Auroras arrived at Hogwarts. They were arranged near the Quidditch pitch. On one hand, they ensured the safety of the venue, and on the other hand, they took care of the cuties that Hagrid put into the maze.

There is also another task, which is to serve as a rescuer on the day of the third event, ensuring that rescuers arrive at the scene as soon as possible after the warriors give up.

In Fudge's view, Hogwarts' strength alone may not be enough to do this well, and now he doesn't want to see any more casualties.

After the final exam, as the competition day gets closer, the atmosphere in Hogwarts becomes more and more joyful. The little wizards don't care about danger. After the exam is over, they just want to watch the fun.

But for Harry, he was getting more and more nervous.

Throughout June, he basically studied and practiced new magic. After knowing the competition events in advance, he must make targeted preparations.

This matter cannot be done without Hermione's help. If it were just him and Ron, we would have to take many detours.

In terms of unreliability, there is no such thing as a negative or a positive.

Because of this, Ike had not enjoyed their leisure time with Hermione for some time. It was not until the eve of the game that Hermione finally finished her work with Harry.

"You don't look nervous at all." Hermione said softly as the two of them leaned on the railing on the top floor of the tower and looked at Riddhamstrang's ship on the Black Lake.

"There is nothing to be nervous about in this game." Ike replied.

"That's right, for you, those may not be considered dangerous." Hermione sighed, "Harry has been really busy for a while, and there are several spells that I don't know whether they will work by then."

"He must be fine." Ike looked at Hermione and smiled, "He is our 'savior'."

"Yes, the savior..." Hermione murmured, looking into the distance with her eyes.

Ike was somewhat aware of it and put away the smile on his face.

"You've made your decision, Ike," Hermione said leisurely.

"……kindness."

Ike turned around, leaned his back against the railing, and lowered his head slightly.

Even though he had been prepared in his heart, he was still a little confused at the moment when Hermione exposed it.

"Actually, you made your decision a long time ago..." Hermione was still looking at the black lake in the distance, "those books, those notes, and that manuscript..."

"Now that I think about it, you have never concealed the fact that you are leaving..."

"The Ike in my memory will not reveal all his secrets."

"But this school year, you have exposed your secrets more than once..."

"Professor Moody, kill a fire dragon, and the sea control technique..."

Hermione turned her head and looked at Ike quietly.

"The place you are going to must be very dangerous..."

Ike couldn't bear to look into Hermione's eyes. That look made his courage and determination drain away little by little.

"call……"

Hermione noticed Ike's hesitation, closed her eyes slightly, let out a long sigh of relief, and when she opened them again, her eyes were full of determination.

"Just do what you have to do..."

"Hermione..."

"Ike!" Hermione stared at Ike, "You made your choice, and I made mine."

"So, don't worry..."

"because……"

"I'll find you!"

"Definitely!"

Slowly raising his hand and gently wiping away the tears on Hermione's cheek, Ike shook his head.

"If you still feel that way when you know where I'm going..."

"Then I promise, I will protect you..."

"No need! Don't underestimate me, Ike..." Hermione raised her hand and knocked down Ike's hand, "Do you think I don't know where you are going?"

"You must have the Dark Mark on your left arm that you have covered all year long!"

"You... know?" Ike didn't expect that Hermione would even guess this.

"Don't underestimate me, Ike, I'm not a weak little girl!" Hermione wiped away the tears she accidentally left behind, "I am Hermione Granger of Gryffindor!"

"No!" Ike shook his head slightly, "I have never underestimated you, but before that, you need to be fully prepared."

"At least..."

"Learn to master those books and those spells, I know."

Looking at the determined Hermione in front of him, Ike suddenly laughed.

"Have you thought it through?"

"kindness."

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Ike stretched out his little thumb, and Hermione smiled and hooked it.

"Tell you quietly..." He leaned into his ear and whispered, "Dumbledore knows about this..."

"I know..." The corners of Hermione's mouth rose quietly, "I also guessed it..."

"So, you have to learn Occlumency."

"I will..."

………

On the day of the game, Ike came to the conference room next to the auditorium very early. This was what Professor Flitwick had told him very early. As a privilege, relatives of the warriors were invited to watch the finals.

When he opened the door, there were already a lot of people inside. Krum was speaking Bulgarian quickly to his parents, without any of his gloomy appearance. Next to him, Fleur was talking to her mother, with Gabrielle holding her hand.

Furong's hand looked around curiously.

In front of the fireplace, Mrs. Weasley was talking to Julianne, and Bill was still standing not far away.

"Little Ike!" Julianne saw Ike at a glance and waved her hand excitedly. Ike rushed over and was directly hugged by Julianne.

"I didn't expect them to invite you here, after all..."

"I'm a Muggle?" Julianne said with a smile, "The wizard's family has the right to know, have you forgotten?"

"I really forgot..." Ike scratched the back of his head, he really forgot this, "Let me show you around."

"Okay, I also want to see what the magical world is like." Julian naturally raised her hand to rub Ike's head, but suddenly realized that the child in front of her had grown up now.

Even if you stand on tiptoes, you still have to raise your hands as high as possible to touch them.