Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Ike is holding on.

This magic circle written down from the magic stone was cracked by Ike with great difficulty. It has only one function, and that is to block it.

Whether it is magic, magic, or even the wizard himself, everything can be blocked.

However, it was not the magic circle that held Comrade Xiao Fu's magic in place, but an ancient magic from the Ravenclaw manuscript.

The combination of these two magics is what gives Ike the confidence to fight Comrade Xiaofu on his home court.

Unfortunately, it was a mistake in the end.

In this so-called "home field" of Comrade Xiaofu, all the magic Ike casts cost twice as much. And because he came in through soul or consciousness, he did not bring with him a body that was far superior to that of a young wizard of the same age.

The magic power directly caused me to feel extremely exhausted after using my trump card, my head felt swollen, dizzy, and the pain was severe.

"Hahaha..." Faced with Ike's question, Comrade Xiaofu suddenly laughed, "So this is your purpose!"

"Answer me!" Ike knocked on the barrier again, and Comrade Xiaofu screamed in time. Half of his face was pitted, and he was no longer as handsome as he was at the beginning.

"Hehehe... you... you found the wrong one, I... I don't know where that guy put those things..."

Ike's eyes widened and were bloodshot.

"You lied!"

"Ike Strider! The Dark Lord never lies!" Comrade Xiao Fu smiled ferociously, and bits of black ash floated out of his mouth, then settled in the air.

"When I was created, Slytherin's legacy was still in the Chamber of Secrets..."

"That's it..." Ike suddenly showed a smile and struggled to stand up from the chair, his eyes cold.

"Then you are useless..."

The wand hit the barrier hard, the magic circle emitted a dazzling light, and there were screams in the light.

"Bah...baah...baah"

There was a sound like meat being roasted on an iron plate, and Ike watched helplessly as Comrade Xiaofu slowly turned into black ash.

First the head, then the hands, and then slowly downwards...

Before seeing Comrade Xiaofu's legs disappear, Ike felt as if his body was being pulled by something, and things around him suddenly piled up toward the middle.

The next second, Ike's back slammed into the back of the chair.

Already out of the notebook.

Looking at the notebook again, it looked as if it had been burned by fire, completely charred black.

Ike closed his eyes and rested for a while. When the pain in his head gradually disappeared, he took the notebook in his hand.

He opened it and scratched it with a quill, leaving clear traces without any signs of disappearing.

"Huh...it's finally solved..."

Ike breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the chair to rest for a while before getting up and leaving. He took the broken notebook and went straight to the school hospital.

The first session of Defense Against the Dark Arts in the morning was not over yet, but Ike could no longer hold on any longer.

When she arrived at the school hospital, Madam Pomfrey was checking Patsy and Penelope. She turned around when she heard a knock on the door, and then exclaimed: "Oh my God! How did you get yourself into this!"

Lie down quickly!"

Ike was pulled directly to the bed next to Harry and lay down, allowing Madam Pomfrey to poke him around with the wand.

"Your mental energy consumption is too great. You need a good rest. It will take at least three days to recover." Madam Pomfrey poked Ike's head again before she put away her wand. "Which college are you from? What's your name?"

?”

"Ike Strider, second year Ravenclaw."

"Okay, you lie down for a while, and I will notify Filius." Madam Pomfrey said, taking out a bottle of green potion from the cabinet and handing it to Ike, "Drink this first, right?

It’s good for you.”

After taking the potion, Ike smelled the smell of rotten eggs mixed with fried Wang Zhi and stinky tofu as soon as he put it to his mouth. He almost spit it out when he let go. Madam Pomfrey quickly supported Ike and said:

“The taste is indeed not very good, I’ll get over it after a while…”

Ike closed his eyes and held his breath, swallowing the potion in the bottle in one breath under Madam Pomfrey's encouraging eyes. He choked and coughed for a while before he recovered.

"I'm going to tell Filius now that you stay alone for a while. There will be other potions to drink later." Madam Pomfrey showed a smile that frightened Ike, and Shi Shiran left.

"Ike, what's wrong with you?" As soon as Madam Pomfrey left, Harry, who had been watching for a long time, came over. Looking at the blackened notebook in Ike's hand, Harry asked: "There was an accident?

"

Ike nodded, put the notebook on the bedside table and lay down softly.

"The magic is out of control."

"What magic made you look like this?"

"Ancient magic." Ike looked at Harry who looked curious and replied softly.

"What is that?" Harry showed a standard black question mark face. He had no idea what Ike was talking about. "I only know the ancient runes. Hermione has a book called "A Simple Introduction to the Ancient Runes".

, has anything to do with it?”

"Yes." Ike patted the pillow under his head to make it more comfortable. "Ancient magic is magic based on ancient magic texts. You can understand it this way."

"Oh..." Harry was still a little confused and scratched his head. Suddenly he returned to his bed, took a handful of candies from the bedside table and handed them to Ike.

"This is a candy given to me by Fred and George. Would you like some? It tastes very good." As he said this, Harry opened one and threw it into his mouth. "This is simply the most normal candy I have ever eaten!

"

Ike took one and threw it into his mouth. The sweet taste made him feel that the disgusting taste was much lighter.

"Sizzling Bee Candy, Honeydukes' signature. Of course, I still prefer cockroach piles."

"How could you like that kind of strange thing!" Harry was startled, "I've only seen it in Dumbledore's office, it looks scary!"

"The taste is still very good, like bursting chocolate." Ike held the sugar in his mouth, his voice a little vague, "It would be better if you soak it in milk."

"It's the same way to eat Oreos," Ike added.

"Stop talking." Harry shuddered and shook his head, as if he wanted to get some disgusting images out of his mind.

Ike is used to Harry's behavior. He has seen it too many times with Stuart and Terry. Even now, the eaglets still feel uncomfortable when they see Ike's special "chocolate milk".

But compared with last year, it is much better.

While comparing the expressions of Stuart and Harry in his mind, Ike suddenly felt a pain on the back of his neck, and a small green thing crawled out from the collar. Two small brown eyes stared at Ike angrily, and a pair of small claws

Making gestures.

Ike quickly picked up a piece of sizzling honey candy and handed it to Jimmy, but the little guy hugged it with both hands and slapped Ike's fingers angrily.

"What is this?" Harry looked at the little guy who suddenly appeared curiously and asked.

"The Bowtruckle." Ike kept dodging with his fingers, and replied while playing with Jimmy, "His name is Jimmy, and he has a bad temper..."

"I think it's okay, you must have pressed it." Harry's eyes showed a trace of envy.

"It's nothing, I often press it. This is our daily life." Ike smiled and took out a small bottle from his robe, pinched out a bumpkin and handed it to Jimmy. Jimmy immediately threw away the sizzling honey candy, hugged the bumpkin, and sat down.

I slowly started eating on Ike's shoulder.

Putting away the bottle with a smile, Ike took out another one, which contained many small roasted meat cubes.

He poured two out and put them on his right hand, then threw them into his left cuff. If it hadn't been for Jimmy, he would have almost forgotten that he had another pet.

Suddenly, the smile on Ike's face froze. He grabbed his left arm with his right hand and touched it up and down.

Where is Xiao Hei?