Magical Studies at Hogwarts

There are no secrets in Hogwarts. Ike just slept after leaving the principal's office, and what happened last night spread widely.

Walking in the castle, you can see people talking everywhere.

"Professor Quirrell is actually a Death Eater! Unbelievable, Harry Potter defeated the Death Eaters!"

Stuart, Ravenclaw's famous trumpet, sighed loudly in Ike's ear: "How did he do it? He is only in the first year!"

"Savior, it's normal to do this. After all, he defeated the He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named when he was just a baby." Ike pushed aside the noisy Stewart and stretched.

The news spread so fast. Even if Ron, the loudspeaker of Gryffindor, said that Dumbledore was not behind it, Ike would not believe it. But that's fine, no matter which version it is, Ike does not exist.

No more trouble, no less benefits.

However, not everyone believes the story being circulated in the castle. Ike also knows very well that except for Dumbledore, Hermione knows the truth.

After all, the five-pointed star was for Hermione to see.

Walking by the Black Lake, Ike enjoyed a rare relaxing time.

For a whole school year, in the first half of the semester, Ike was obsessed with learning magic and couldn't help himself. In the second semester, he had to act in front of Comrade Lao Fu, which consumed countless of Ike's brain cells.

It is difficult for the Dark Lord to trust a person. Even his servants, the Death Eaters, no one can gain his trust. Perhaps Bellatrix Lestrange is one.

As for the other people, Ike can't think of them. If the preservation of Comrade Lao Fu's Horcrux is used as a standard, Malfoy can also be counted.

It's just that it's obvious that the Malfoy family has lost Voldemort's trust.

Of course, now Ike may barely be counted as one. The words "wait for me" left by Comrade Lao Fu when he escaped were heartbreaking and full of unwillingness and reluctance.

Moreover, this matter was also confirmed on the Waste Notepad system:

Title: The Dark Lord's Apprentice

(Congratulations, you have won the favor of the Dark Lord!)

"Not bad, the plan is basically completed." Ike walked to the grass, picked up a stone and floated it in the water.

It can only be said that without using magic, Ike's skills are terrible.

"Ike!" Hermione trotted over and stared at him angrily, "You're hiding here! Don't you think you have to say something?"

"Good morning, Hermione." Ike stood up lazily, "Are you coming to bask in the sun too? What a great choice, the sun is very warm today."

"Don't change the subject! Ike Strider!" Hermione was really pissed off.

"First you left a note inexplicably, and then you brutally injured a unicorn in the Forbidden Forest! What on earth are you thinking? Do you want to be expelled from school!"

Ike shook his head and retorted: "To be precise, I only participated in harming the unicorn, I was not the one who killed it."

Taking out his wand, Ike continued: "My wand is made of unicorn hair. It will never let me kill unicorns with it..."

"If you read "The Wonderful Knowledge of Fifty Wands" in the library, you should know that among many wands, only unicorn hair has this characteristic."

"Of course I know, but you hurt it after all!" Ike's explanation did not satisfy Hermione. Beautiful, pure unicorns are loved by all witches, and Hermione is no exception.

"Well, I don't deny that." Ike shrugged, "So, what are you going to do? Hermione."

"I..." Hermione was speechless for a moment. The little witch simply vented her emotions and didn't actually think much about it. "You need to apologize to Hagrid! The death of the unicorn made him very sad!"

"Sorry, I can't do this." Ike shook his head, "The unicorn does not belong to Hagrid, and Dumbledore will not allow me to do this."

Ike explained: "Some of the things I do cannot be known to others, and Hagrid is obviously not a person who can keep secrets. You should know how Quirrell knew how to use the three-headed dog..."

"I'm sorry for hurting the unicorn, but only to you."

Looking at Ike's sincere eyes, Hermione suddenly had the idea of ​​​​forgiving him, but then she was frightened by herself. She subconsciously took two steps back. Hermione stared at Ike warily and shouted: "

What did you do to me?"

"Nothing." Ike showed a kind smile, "Think about it carefully Hermione, I have never hurt you, Harry, Ron, whether it is the Forbidden Forest or the final level, on the contrary, I have been hurting you, Harry, and Ron.

You pass on the news and help you."

"Just a five-pointed star? What message can it convey..." Hermione muttered, but Ike heard it clearly and immediately replied, "Keys, potions, I think I saved you a lot of time..."

"We can find the answer without you," Hermione said.

"Of course, I don't deny this." Ike smiled, "But these are the limits of what I can do in that situation."

"So, what are you going to do? Why are you with Quirrell and the He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?" Hermione finally asked the question she wanted to ask the most.

Ike looked into the little witch's eyes and was silent for a moment before replying in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, I can't tell you everything. I can only say that I have a reason to do that..."

"Besides, Dumbledore knows everything. If you don't trust me, at least trust Dumbledore."

"Dumbledore knew?"

"Of course!" Ike nodded, "There are few things in Hogwarts that Dumbledore doesn't know. He is the greatest white wizard of this century!"

"...Okay." Hermione thought tangledly for a while, and finally it was Dumbledore who convinced her that Lao Deng's name was still very useful.

Ike finally let go of the stone in his heart, raised his hand to throw a stone into the black lake, and said with a smile: "I think you have no other problems, then do you want to have a water-skimming competition?"

"

"No." Hermione shook her head, "I have to go see Harry. He fainted just after being sent to the school doctor's office yesterday and he hasn't woken up yet."

"Okay, if Harry wakes up, remember to say hello to him for me." Ike's expression was extremely sincere.

"I will." Hermione looked at Ike complicatedly, finally nodded in agreement, and left at a trot.

Ike couldn't help but laugh when he saw a red-haired lion cub running out from behind a tree in the distance to meet Hermione. The two of them ran faster and faster as if something scary was chasing them, and soon they ran back to the castle.

Already.

"It's finally come to an end. The protagonists' favorability must still be maintained..." Ike stretched his waist, raised his head and squinted his eyes, feeling the warmth of the sun.

"Now you can start the next step..."