Magical Studies at Hogwarts

"Sir, do you need a drink?"

"Just juice, thank you."

In the first-class cabin of a plane taking off from London Heathrow Airport and ending in Athens, a flight attendant placed a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice on the small table in front of Ike, with a coaster thoughtfully placed underneath.

I picked it up and took a sip. It just tasted like ordinary orange juice and there was no difference.

Ike raised his eyebrows, put down his cup, picked up the book he had put aside and started reading.

In the eyes of others, this book is "War and Peace", but in Ike's eyes, it is "The Forgotten Ancient Magic", a fairly interesting book to pass the time.

After leaving Malfoy Manor, Ike came to London. He first went to Knockturn Alley and tried to get a new identity, including a driver's license, social security information, passport, and a Citibank credit card. For wizards

It is said that it is not easy to get these things. No one needs these things on weekdays. Only those who can't stay in their home country and urgently need to run away and start over in a new environment will do so. The number is still very small, one year.

Not even one or two.

For the wizard who sold false information, this was a good deal, and the price was also very expensive, even a thousand Galleons without bargaining. Ike naturally did not have such a sum of money, but when he turned around in Knockturn Alley,

After one lap, you will have money.

Those extremely vicious dark wizards, scum that even the Death Eaters despised, had no psychological burden at all on robbing them of Ike.

Just like that, with his new identity and buying a plane ticket, Ike got on the plane to Athens. Everything went smoothly. Even though there were inspectors arranged by the Ministry of Magic at the airport, they couldn't see through Ike.

Gram's hiding.

The journey was still long, and it was already the early morning of the next day when we arrived in Athens. Carrying a small suitcase, Ike put on a baseball cap and left the airport. He got in a taxi and headed directly to Astu.

The hotel. This was booked in advance and it was easy to check in. After a simple shower, Ike stood by the window wiping his wet hair while looking at the Athens Guard with its lights on not far away.

city.

Against the backdrop of the lights of modern civilization, the sense of history of the Acropolis was greatly weakened. Ike didn't take it seriously. He closed and opened his eyes, and the appearance of the Acropolis had changed color.

"It really does exist..."

He murmured. At this time, in Ike's eyes, those modern lights had disappeared, and the light like water patterns was flowing on the ancient walls of the Acropolis. It was very slow and regular.

In the center of the Acropolis, a tall and sturdy tree stands, its huge crown almost covering the entire Acropolis. The green olive fruits on the tree are like stars, shining brightly.

"A new city is built, and the gods fight.

Poseidon waved his trident and struck the boulder.

The boulder turned into a war horse, which is a symbol of war.

Athena's spear struck the boulder, and the olive trees bore fruit..."

Ike raised his hand, and the wand immediately fell into his hand. He was already dressed. He had short-sleeved shorts and a baseball cap on his head. He turned around and when he reappeared, he was already outside the Acropolis.

As soon as he appeared, the Disappearance Curse fell on him. The next second, two wizards with white hair and beards holding wands appeared not far ahead.

"Who, come out!" One of them said in a low voice, looking at the empty square warily.

"No one?" asked another in a low voice.

"Impossible. The fluctuations in the Phantom Migration have been detected. Someone must be coming."

Ike watched quietly as the two men waved their wands, and two red lights quickly swept across them.

"Really?" one person asked in astonishment.

"Go back first and be careful tonight."

The two figures disappeared, but after a while, they appeared again. Two red lights were thrown out again, but still nothing was found, and then they really left.

Ike waited for a while, but when neither of them came back, he slowly walked towards the acropolis.

After passing through the mountain gate, Ike cautiously approached the huge olive tree. There was a faint light flowing on the remaining stone pillars around him, and occasionally there was a quick flash of silver light. In addition, there were bright olive fruits in the huge canopy above his head.

, it doesn’t feel dark at all.

After a long time, I finally came under the tree. What I saw was the unimaginably thick trunk, like a wall blocking the front. The ferocious and thick tree roots were exposed, even reaching Ike's waist.

between.

"What a miraculous creation..." Ike secretly sighed. This magical plant that had lived for who knows how many years really gave him a lot of knowledge. It was like a miracle.

When I looked up, I could only see dense branches and leaves, and a little bit of shimmering light, which was even more shocking than what I saw outside. I closed my eyes and placed the wand between my eyes. When I opened them again, their appearance changed again.

The branches and leaves have become lighter, and the little bit of light has dimmed, but at the highest point, there is a soft green light rippling like running water. If you identify it carefully, you can see that it is an olive fruit as clear as emerald.

There are not many. I counted only nine.

His fingers moved slightly, and his body floated up. Slowly, it took him a long time to reach the nine olive fruits. Without hesitation, he reached out and picked one and threw it into his mouth. Then he suddenly accelerated and flew out of the Acropolis.

.

"Damn it!"

There was an angry curse behind him, but Ike had already flown out. With a flick of his wand, his figure disappeared and returned directly to the hotel.

As soon as he appeared, Ike quickly cast out several magic spells and landed them on the doors and windows. Then he stepped lightly with his right foot, and a complex golden magic circle appeared, with several golden threads connecting directly to the ceiling.

Sitting on the floor, Ike's face immediately changed color. Green, gold, white, and blue alternated repeatedly, changing rapidly like a marquee. Sweat oozed out, and he clenched his teeth unconsciously.

Magic, riot!

It was even stronger than the time when I was five years old, but it was all bound within the golden thread and the magic circle. Even though the air inside the magic circle was distorted, the outside of the magic circle remained unscathed.

Ike endured it, trying to keep his mind clear and feeling every change in the magic power in his body. I don’t know how long it took, but the rioting magic finally calmed down, but Ike seemed to have just come out of the water.

My whole body was soaked with sweat.

After a while, Ike waved his hand to remove the magic circle, and another cleaning spell fell on his body, making him feel dry again. He closed his eyes, felt it carefully, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Strictly speaking, he is still underage, but in terms of magic power, he has finally caught up with the two ceilings in the current magic world.

He raised his hand and a piece of parchment flew out of the suitcase. With a tap of the wand, several lines of text slowly appeared. When his finger passed across it, a black line appeared on the top line of text.

After rolling it up and throwing it away, the parchment returned to the suitcase. With another move, a notebook and a quill fell into his hands.

Turning to the first page, he wrote: "Athens was well guarded and I failed."

The black ink slowly disappeared, as if it had seeped into the paper. After a while, writing slowly appeared.

"Those old guys are still there, which is a bit unexpected..."

"It doesn't matter, we'll deal with those guys after we succeed..."

"That thing can't run away..."