Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Chapter 32 May [-]

Comrade Lao Fu's level of magic is beyond doubt.

On the way back, Voldemort rarely let Quirrell cover himself with a hood and hood, and kept answering Ike's questions.

Whether it is the extra method of magic power growth or the magical effect of Felicia, or the difference between the European curse and the ancient Egyptian curse, Comrade Lao Fu pointed to the essence of the problem, which benefited Ike a lot, and I was even more fortunate that there was no first one. The control of the Seizing Soul Curse was lifted for a while.

Bear with it, although the more you think about it, the more you get angry, but it does benefit a lot.

Before parting, Voldemort even taught a little magic that is widely circulated among dark wizards: the concealment spell, which can well hide the wizard's face, but it is only blurred in the eyes of others, as if separated by thick clouds.

A useful little spell, though Ike thinks it should be called the Blurface Charm because it can only do so much.

The days that followed were very leisurely, and Quirrell and Comrade Lao Fu focused their energy on breaking through the checkpoint. With Quirrell's current state, even if it was an unscathed unicorn, it would not take much effort to defeat it.

Ike is indeed very busy. The final exam is only two weeks away, and Ravenclaw can see little wizards reviewing everywhere. In terms of grades, the Kitty Eagles are more paranoid than imagined.

Whether it's the common room, the library, or even the auditorium, you can see little wizards holding books and chewing everywhere, and the learning atmosphere is very strong.

Of course, reading books like this can only solve the theoretical exam to a certain extent. For courses that have practical parts such as spells, potions, transfiguration, and herbal medicine, simply reading and reviewing is not enough.

Ever since, the vast grassland beside the Black Lake was taken over by the young wizards, and the places where senior couples dated and walked were reduced by one again.

In fact, putting such a lot of energy on reviewing is purely rushing to the doctor. For junior students, the practical part is not difficult. An object is transformed into another object, and the grade is only judged by the degree of delicacy after deformation.

For most young wizards, this is not difficult.

It's just that no one believes the truth these days, so Ike has been complained by Stuart and others.

If there are those who study hard, there will naturally be those who are mischievous. Even if it is Gryffindor in the concentration camp for troublemakers, what the three of Harry have done is indeed too much.

Fifty points per person, a total of 150 points deducted puts Gryffindor, who had been bitten to death with Slytherin, directly at the bottom, and reversely surpassed Hufflepuff, who had been "number one" for thousands of years.Perhaps the Gryffindors wouldn't be so angry if Ravenclay was No. [-], but they just gave up the No. [-] position in the Academy Cup to Slytherin, and the little lions were about to explode!
Hermione, Harry, and Neville became the target of public criticism, and Ron escaped death by being bitten by Hagrid's dragon and admitted to the school hospital.

So from Ike's point of view, Gryffindors should be lucky, if Ron also participated, they would be deducted an extra fifty points.

Hmm... Maybe that would be a record?

Without Ike's involvement, the trio's story is pretty much as I remember it, which reminds Ike of another thing:

Quirrell is hunting for unicorns in the Forbidden Forest again.

The difference from memory is that the current Quirrell is to continue the effect of unicorn blood. Although it is a last resort, it is different in essence.

About ten days, Ike also secretly wrote down this time, which is something that is not recorded in the book.

The life of top students is so boring. When others are studying hard, Ike is complacent about a piece of useless knowledge that is not recorded in the book.

Ike, who showed off, was ruthlessly suppressed by Stuart and others again, and even confiscated his favorite pile of cockroaches!
On May [-], at the same time that Harry, Hermione, and Neville were notified that the lockdown would begin at night, Ike also received a note from Quirrell, and met at the Forbidden Forest Junction at ten o'clock in the evening.

Silently destroying the note, Ike seemed to be okay and spent the last spells class, Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Transfiguration class and History of Magic with Stuart and the others before the exam week.By the time I left the History of Magic classroom, it was already past nine o'clock.

After setting the time with Stuart and Terry again, Ike's proficient disillusionment spell added silently, and walked leisurely all the way to the Forbidden Forest.

Entering the Forbidden Forest, Ike began to miss the days when Comrade Lao Fu cast the Imperius Curse, at least at that time he didn't need to use the Lv1 tracking spell to find Quirrell's location.

After searching for about 10 minutes, Ike arrived at the so-called "rendezvous" location.During the day in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Ike discovered that Quirrell's complexion was much worse, it was a haggard look like malnutrition.Looking at it now, Ike can even vaguely see the blue blood vessels behind Quirrell's ears.

"Great Dark Lord! Teacher!" Ike nodded slightly, and saluted Comrade Lao Fu respectfully.Comrade Lao Fu was still very happy, but his tone was a little weaker, not as full of energy as before.

"Son, I'm glad you're here. Unfortunately, we may be hunting a new unicorn tonight."

"It will be my pleasure to serve you, Master."

Voldemort seemed to sigh, the voice was too soft and Ike didn't listen too carefully: "The one last time didn't last until today. It died in the Forbidden Forest about four days ago. The day before yesterday I saw that stupid half-blood giant cry He ran out of the Forbidden Forest, carrying the corpse of that beast on his back."

"Today I want you to enjoy the fun of catching a unicorn..." Voldemort continued, "Don't worry, Quirrell will escort you."

"As you wish, teacher!" Ike looked very excited, holding the wand in his hand tightly, with fanaticism and strong confidence in his eyes.

"Then, go..." Voldemort's voice became lower and lower, and Quirrell also wrapped up his hood and put on the hood at the right time, and walked towards the depths of the jungle.

With the previous experience, this time the two souls quickly found a single unicorn.Looking at the white creature in front of him, Ike always felt that it was full of sadness.

He threw a cutting curse casually, and precisely cut through a scabbed scar on the unicorn's leg.

"Is it the one that ran away last time?"

"Obviously, yes."

The unicorn let out a mournful cry, glanced at Ike who was also wearing a black hooded robe, turned around and ran away.Ike threw out another cutting curse, but it hit the unicorn's buttocks, leaving spots of silver-white blood on the ground.

"It seems that your accuracy has improved a lot, Mr. Strider." Quirrell couldn't help sighing when he saw that Ike had been hit by both spells.

"Of course, I haven't been idle these days."

Ike threw two floating spells onto his and Quirrell's legs, and with a light tap of his feet, he jumped out for a long distance, closely following the unicorn, and a series of cutting spells and blocking spells flew towards the unicorn, Some hit the empty space, but as long as it hits, it is a stagger.Quirrell will also raise an earthen wall from time to time to drive and correct the direction of the unicorn.

Just like this, the unicorn chased like a stroll, and when it reached an open space, the unicorn finally couldn't hold on anymore, and fell to the ground after a mournful cry.But at this time, its four hooves, calves and body were covered with small wounds, and silvery white blood flowed all the way.

"Teacher, I did it." Ike saluted slightly.

"Very good, very good..." Old Comrade Fu's voice sounded, and he turned to order Quirrell, "Go, my servant, do what you should do..."

"Yes, master." Quirrell replied, walked to the side of the unicorn in a few steps, and cast a cutting curse on the unicorn's neck, directly opening a half-palm-sized wound, silver-white The blood splashed a few times, like a slowly flowing stream, fainting on the ground.

Quirrell lay down on his body, swallowing gulply at the wound, feeling the renewed strength in his body, feeling both satisfied and anxious in his heart.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Suddenly, there was a scream, and Ike followed the sound, and saw Malfoy being led by a dog screaming and running, leaving behind a little wizard wearing glasses who was holding a lightning-like scar on his forehead in pain.

It was Harry.

Ike quietly watched Harry kneeling on the ground in pain, sighed secretly, his eyes swept across the bushes behind Harry, and when he raised his hand, a red light flew over.

The speed of the red light is very fast, but what is even faster is an arrow flying out of the jungle.Ike's wand moved slightly, and the red light immediately changed its target, knocking the arrow aside.At this moment, a centaur with platinum hair stood between Ike and Harry.

Ike waved his wand, and two red lights flew towards the centaur.The centaur swung the bow in his hand, and unexpectedly scattered one beam of red light, while the other one hit Harry from under his body, knocking Harry directly on the ground, rolling several times, and finally lying on his back on the ground.

Taking advantage of the time when the centaur looked back to check Harry's situation, Ike skillfully cast the Disillusionment Charm on himself and disappeared without a sound.

As for Quirrell, he had already left here.

"Are you okay?" the centaur asked Harry, pulling Harry up.

"It's okay, thank you." Harry didn't feel anything wrong with his body, and the scar on his forehead didn't hurt anymore.

"Are you the boy from the Potter family? You'd better go back to Hagrid as soon as possible. The Forbidden Forest is very dangerous recently. Including Ryan, two unicorns have already died." The centaur saw Harry's iconic Scar said, "It's too dangerous here!"

"By the way, my name is Firenze." The centaur added, playing with his front legs, "You can climb on my back, it will be faster."

"Okay." Harry didn't refuse, he was eager to return to the castle.Putting his arm around the centaur's neck, Harry climbed up easily.

Just as he sat firmly, Harry suddenly noticed something flicker on his arm, which was where he was hit just now.

Rolling up his sleeves, he saw a five-pointed star glowing red.

　It is said that there will be a group?I took the time to build one, 714141880, I fell asleep, I can’t stand it anymore
　　
　
(End of this chapter)