Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Perhaps half a month after the vacation started, Hermione would have the same dream every night when she fell asleep.

In the dream, I stood in front of a dilapidated house, surrounded by darkness, with flashes of green or red flashing from time to time.

The lights intertwined, making a crackling sound, and each time the green light intertwined, the green light became a little brighter. I don’t know how long it took in the dream, and everything disappeared.

No light, no house, just pure darkness.

Whenever this happened, Hermione would wake up with a start, and it would take her a long time to come back to her senses. Fortunately, the dream would not appear after she fell asleep again, but she was just a little irritated by the torment.

Another half month later, the dream had a new development.

The house was gone, the light was gone, and only two blurry figures could be seen confronting each other.

One was slightly taller and the other was slightly shorter, but no matter what Hermione did, she couldn't see the appearance of the two people clearly. It wasn't until the end of August that the dream changed again, and it was this change that made Hermione put aside the object of suspicion.

On Ike.

In the pale world, two people of similar size were walking one behind the other. Suddenly, the person walking in front turned around, and then there was a dazzling white light.

I could only faintly hear a vague curse, but I couldn't make out what it was.

In fact, Hermione was just a little skeptical at first, and just tentatively asked Ike. Unexpectedly, Ike missed some clues, and then she was convinced.

Looking at the angry Hermione in front of him, Ike didn't want to tell the truth at all. He didn't expect that his Forgetting Curse was so weak, and his level 3 was just as fake.

There was no other way, so I immediately grabbed the book and the ice cream, and stretched out my right hand, and the wand appeared naturally in my hand.

"Ike Strider!"

Hermione slammed the table and saw Ike disappearing in front of her eyes. She quickly reached out and grabbed it, but found nothing. She turned around and saw the door of Florin's Ice Cream Shop opening on its own.

A passerby outside the window was hit by something invisible and staggered.

"Illusion Curse... Humph!"

The little witch looked really scary, and everyone in the room didn't dare to make a sound. Hermione scratched her hair angrily, then opened the door and left in a hurry.

School is about to start here, and I can run for a while, but I can't run forever.

Hermione was in no hurry.

On the other side, Ike didn't hang around anymore, and ran directly back to the Leaky Cauldron. As soon as he closed the door, he had already made up his mind not to come out until the boarding day. There was still one day left, so he would go there patiently.

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But this matter sounded the alarm for Ike. The levels on the Waste Notebook system cannot be fully trusted, especially at low levels. The actual effect of magic may not be as good as he thought, especially such as the Forgetting Curse, the Seizing Curse, and the Oblivion Curse.

Soul spells are magic that involves a person's spirit and soul. You must be careful and careful when using them.

Magic is not something that can be simply recited a spell.

Shengsheng stayed in the room all day, and it was not until September 1st that Ike walked out of the room.

He still didn't want to meet Hermione, and the little witch's determination to ask questions made him a little scared, so he simply got up early, stopped eating, dragged his luggage and settled the bill with Old Tom, and headed directly to King's Cross Station.

When the people from the Ministry of Magic just turned on the magic at the station, Ike was the first to rush in. He found a carriage and a box and got in. To be on the safe side, he even put on his own belongings.

Use the Illusion Body Curse to lock the door of the box.

No one can come in.

Anyway, there are quite a few boxes that cannot be opened on the train, and no one cares if there are more or less boxes. It is normal for a train that has been running for decades to have some problems. Even the inspecting student union president and prefects just stretched out their hands.

I pulled the door open and ignored it after finding that it wouldn't open.

Ike kept the Disillusionment Curse and didn't make any sound. He just sat on his seat and looked out through the window. When the train started, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't go out either. He didn't plan to show up before arriving at the station. He would wait until school to discuss everything.

Anyway, when the time comes, everyone's attention will naturally be attracted by another thing.

The train started moving slowly, and gradually there were more and more people in the aisle, most of them were visiting, and some were looking for their friends. Ike saw Stewart and others passing by twice, and also saw Hermione dragging her feet and not daring to say a word.

Harry and Ron went back and forth four times, and the last time they even had a few words with Draco and others at the door of the box.

There were no big conflicts like the previous two years. Gryffindor trusted the prefects to perform their duties very well and stopped a few people in time. However, Harry and the others did not make a big fuss with Draco, but instead

Ron and Patsy had a fight, and at the critical moment it was the Weasley twins who dragged them away.

I enjoyed watching the excitement for a while, which relieved my boredom a little. I couldn't even read a book while the illusion spell was in effect, and I didn't know how boring it was. After the conflict ended for a while, Ike simply closed his eyes and took a nap.

Of course, I didn’t forget to apply another layer of Illusion Charm before going to bed.

Things like trains always shake when they are moving. Even if the Hogwarts Express is a magical train, it can't change this. But just this shaking feeling is very good for sleep, and I fell asleep after a while.

passed.

I don't know how long it took, but Ike suddenly felt like he was pushed and woke up suddenly. He looked around blankly and saw that the train had stopped.

Frowning, Ike looked at the frost slowly creeping up on the window. Ike came to his senses completely. He checked that the phantom spell on his body had not failed. He did not relax. He dropped his wand into his hand and looked directly at the corridor.

"Coming!"

Ike silently said in his heart, and his whole body tensed up. One by one, dark figures slowly floated forward, but they were wearing a tattered cloak. A pair of scabbed hands stretched out from under the cloak. They were as skinny as wood, resembling mummies.

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Even through the glass, Ike still felt a sense of depression. Just like what was written in the book, it was a feeling of happiness being sucked away, as if nothing mattered anymore.

Ike was running Occlumency. He didn't know if this magic was useful, but it did calm him down. However, this also attracted the attention of the dementor outside the door.

The Dementor is very sensitive to human emotions, and the sudden disappearance of a faint fear will naturally arouse its curiosity.

Mummy-like hands were placed on the glass, and the broken cloak was slowly attached. One hand slowly lowered itself and landed on the handle, but did not open it. This result seemed to anger it, and it slowly

Turning his head, the cloak on his body suddenly rippled rapidly.

After a while, two more dementors floated over from the other end of the corridor and blocked the window completely.

"Crack, click..."

The doorknob rang rhythmically, but the door was still closed tightly, which made the dementors even angrier.

"Pah, pah, pah..."

The box doors were hit hard, and they spread fear wantonly, causing the little wizards in the box next to them to huddle together.

Quietly, Ike lifted his phantom spell and stared directly at these three terrifying things with emotionless eyes. The right hand holding the wand naturally dropped, but the tip of the wand faintly emitted a little white light.

As the white light flashed, the dementors increased the frequency of hitting the glass, and their cloaks fluttered wildly.

"It turns out...you can't see it..."