Magical Studies at Hogwarts

"Sorry teacher, I failed."

In Malfoy Manor, Ike was kneeling on the ground with one knee, the wound on his abdomen was still bleeding, and he fainted in a large area on the expensive stall on the ground.

Lao Fu sat comfortably on the chair, with his eyes closed and his head tilted back. For a while, until Ike was in a daze due to blood loss, he stood up, grabbed Ike's arm and helped him up.

"You killed an Order man, Mundungus, didn't you?"

"Yes, teacher." Ike suppressed his trance and looked directly into Lao Fu's eyes without any hesitation.

"Very good, that's good." Lao Fu patted Ike's shoulder, and then his hand fell on the wound on his abdomen. The severe pain made him grin unconsciously.

"It hurts, Ike..." Lao Fu sat back on the chair, spread his right hand, and let the blood drip onto his robe.

"This is a good thing, Ike." He said, "Being injured proves that you are not strong enough, your plan is not perfect enough, and more importantly, your heart is not ruthless enough!"

"Let me do the math...that lunatic Moody, that idiot Scrimgeour, and Tonks, if you are more ruthless, you will achieve greater results!"

"Sorry, teacher."

"Don't apologize, Ike, it's useless! I hope you can promise me that you won't hold back next time!"

"I will, teacher!" Ike said firmly.

"Very good, that's right." Lao Fu smiled and stood up again, holding his hand on Ike's shoulder again, and his tone became much softer.

"Go ahead, get some healing, drink some potion... Anyway, you killed one of Dumbledore's lackeys, and many of Scrimgeour's men."

"I just want to tell you that with your ability, you can do better."

"I understand, teacher." Ike lowered his head slightly, suppressing the pain and bowing.

"Then I'll go first, teacher."

"Go, go, take good care of yourself. There are more important things you need to do, little Ike..."

Ike nodded, covered his wound and walked slowly towards the second floor of the castle step by step. Lao Fu stood there, watching his back quietly, until he disappeared from sight, then he waved to the side.

When he saw it, he immediately came over.

"Master." She bowed and greeted.

"Bellatrix, you've been watching, what do you think?" Lao Fu asked calmly.

"Master, in my opinion, what the young master said is inappropriate..."

"Oh? You mean he lied?" Lao Fu turned his head, looked at Bella with sharp eyes, and his tone became much more serious.

"No, no, no, master, the little master didn't lie..." Bella quickly lowered her head after hearing this and said in fear, "the little master just didn't tell all the facts..."

"The real master, the little master's arrangement was not wrong. He tried to kill all those nasty bugs several times, but the reinforcements from the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore came too quickly..."

"If there were no Scrimgeour and his Aoluo, and no Dumbledore and his nasty Phoenix, the little master could really kill them all..."

"Really..." Lao Fu said coldly, while Bella still lowered her head in fear.

After a while, Lao Fu raised his right hand and gently tapped Bella's head with his wand.

"Bella, I want to take a look for myself, what do you think?"

"Please, Master..."

"Legilimency!"

As soon as Bella finished speaking, Lao Fu entered her brain. After a while, he suddenly withdrew the wand, and Bella immediately collapsed to the ground, her body twitching uncontrollably.

"Master...Master, you...have you seen...seen it?"

"I saw it." Lao Fu smiled suddenly, "Very good, everything is very good..."

"You are loyal to me and he is loyal too, which is good..."

"Go, you should also go and have a rest and have a good sleep. This will be very good for you..."

Bella struggled to get up from the ground, endured her trance and bowed to Lao Fu, then turned and left. Not far away, Lao Fu's loud laughter came from behind.

It sounds very happy...

After Lao Fu got the answer he wanted and Ike reluctantly drank the healing potion and passed out on the bed, the new students at Hogwarts were led by their prefects to the station in Hogsmeade.

.

These little kids were wearing school uniforms, and some even wore scarves, but they all had a bit of fear in their eyes.

Next to them, Hermione and Ron, who had curtly treated their injuries, were leaning against the pillars of the platform, but their eyes did not fall on these little cubs like other prefects.

He didn't speak, just stared blankly with his head down.

Several times, Ron wanted to break the silence, but he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

He knew very well why Hermione was like this, as did Harry, Neville, Luna, Ginny, and Anthony and Padma who were also on the platform. Although Ron had always disliked Ike, he also knew

, there are still many people in Hogwarts who are looking forward to the day when Ike can come back.

Among these people, Hermione is undoubtedly the one who hopes the most.

However, what happened just now dashed this hope... No one would be willing to accept a guy who killed his companions and comrades back to Hogwarts.

"Dingle bell!"

Just when Ron was thinking wildly, a tall figure came over shaking a bell and carrying an oil lamp. Even though it was not the first time they met, the tall Hagrid still made the little beans scream a few times.

"Okay, freshmen, come with me! You need to get on the boat. There can be no more than four people in each boat!" Hagrid raised the oil lamp and said loudly, "Be careful, don't fall!"

The prefects put all the little beans on the boat, watched them sail away from the shore, and then walked towards the carriage that had been waiting nearby.

Walking to the carriage, Ron and Hermione were stunned for a moment. They saw the skinny Thestrals in front of the carriage, and they couldn't help but feel a little bitter.

"I finally understand why the crazy girl said that seeing the Thestral is not a good thing..." Ron said and got on the carriage, Hermione was one step ahead of him.

"To be honest, I quite like those stories about Mundungus..."

Ron's voice became smaller and smaller, until it was almost inaudible. He glanced timidly at Hermione next to him. Her hair was hastily tied into a bun, and a few naughty bangs hung down and were casually hung on her ears.

back.

At this moment, she was as quiet as Ron had ever seen her before, but he was not used to it, and even hoped that Hermione would say something he couldn't understand at all like she did before.

Even if it's just to teach him to study hard, that's fine.

But until the carriage stopped and they sat down at the Gryffindor table, Hermione didn't say a word...