I can enter Hogwarts in the last days

Chapter 232 Hot pot alone

The light evening breeze reflects the moon through the window.

As night fell, a quiet atmosphere filled Ravenclaw's former four-person dormitory.

After all, the only occupant of this dormitory, Ian was quietly leaning on the bedside at the moment, looking at the sky blue bed curtain in a daze.

Silence became the only main theme here. The owl was left in the candy store. At this time, the dormitory was so quiet that there was no movement except for his breathing.

Someone once asked what it was like to live alone in a dormitory.

"It's safe to walk and safe to lie down." Ian muttered softly.

This is his answer, no troubles, no worries, and a peaceful life.

He slept for three full days. With the help of the elixir of youth, the lost vitality was replenished, and his mental state was also greatly compensated.

Picking up the mirror, Ian slowly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the dry white hair had completely disappeared and was replaced by glossy and smooth short black-blond hair.

But he had more important things to do at the moment.

Many people have had this experience, the lingering hunger after waking up, as if they could eat twice as much food as themselves in one sitting.

Ian felt the same way at this time, his stomach growling, as if it was constantly reminding him to eat.Although it was late at night on the third day, there might not even be any leftovers in the Hogwarts kitchen, not to mention that there was no food provided in the Great Hall.

Although he has the privilege of calling the house elves to order food, Ian has no intention of exercising his power. He does not do to others what they do not want others to do to him. He can't even ask the elves to get up and cook at two o'clock in the middle of the night.

The main reason is that these are the house elves of Hogwarts. Their daily workload is unimaginable. More than 100 house elves are not only responsible for the normal operation of the kitchen, but also the daily maintenance of the entire castle. Clean up and clean up.

Otherwise, just rely on Filch, a squib, carrying an iron tube and a mop?It is estimated that the whole school year is over and he has not yet cleaned the castle.

"I wish Ella was here!" Ian sighed softly. He misses his elf so much now. This chef elf from the Malfoy family not only cooks delicious food, has a clean appearance, but is also well-behaved and obedient. There is nothing wrong with it. The reverse bone.

"Don't tell me, Malfoy is quite a nice person!"

Just as Ian was thinking about Malfoy, Malfoy Sr. was also thinking about Ian.

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Late at night at Malfoy Manor, the candles in the study were burning quietly in the candlesticks. The warm light emitted by the candles illuminated this luxurious study. If you take out any of the Victorian-era furnishings and sell them, it would be enough for one. Muggles can live a stable life.

At this moment, old Malfoy was leaning on a soft high-backed chair, stirring the black tea in front of him messily and irregularly, but his brows were furrowed into a river shape, showing that he was not at peace in his heart.

In fact, Malfoy's inner complexity is much greater than what he shows, but thanks to his aristocratic education, he will not easily write his thoughts on his face.

But he couldn't care about so much at the moment. What happened in the past three days seemed like a lifetime ago to him.First of all, Voldemort is back, his strength is even higher, and his vision is not limited to the British Isles, but covers Europe.Secondly, Ian Titus, the boy who once terrorized him in Diagon Alley, single-handedly fought against Voldemort under the witness of countless people, causing both sides to lose.

Yes, old Malfoy was also present at the time, but he covered his face with a black hood and hid among the Death Eaters.

So he was lucky enough to be a live audience. The suppressed and raging magic in the sky, the crazy killing curses and the dazzling magic all left him speechless.

It is no exaggeration to say that without Ian and Dumbledore, the hundreds of people gathered by the Ministry of Magic would not be enough for Voldemort to kill several times.

Old Malfoy had some understanding of Voldemort's strength. Although he was stronger this time, it was not too difficult to accept given the foreshadowing.But as for Ian Titus' performance, he is really beyond words. He is powerful, crazy, persistent, and life-threatening...

"This is really hard to get used to..." Old Malfoy had a headache, and Voldemort's gentleness after his return made him a little confused for a moment. He could see that Voldemort was not pretending, and had really become 'merciful'.

But he knew very well that behind this true kindness, there was disdain and indifference. Although the former Voldemort was crazy, he still belonged to this world, just like the dragon staring at the swallow-tailed dog, although he was afraid, he could still touch it.

Now that Voldemort has returned, he seems to have become kinder, but as if he has broken his shackles, he is completely isolated from them and has become a being that needs to be looked up to.If he had to use metaphors, he could only think of the sun, moon and stars. Although he could still see them, looking down at everything from a high place was just out of reach.

Old Malfoy knew the difference very well. If we talk about the former Voldemort, although he was cruel, he still dared to sit on the fence half-heartedly.But now Voldemort, even if he is gentle and kind, does not dare to change his mind again.

"More than!"

Old Malfoy chuckled, and the rebellious elf appeared in the study instantly.

"Send this letter! Go now!"

"Obey! My master."

After Dobby left, Old Mal stared at the desk in a daze, thinking about the changes that would come after sending this letter.

The letter was addressed to Draco, and the content was very simple - make friends with Ian, and if necessary, you can pay any price, even if it's just to become a normal friend.

He couldn't understand the current situation. If it were just the British Isles, he would still be able to deal with it. But this time it was obviously not the case. He learned through channels that wizards throughout Europe were already ready to make moves this time. , France, Germany, Austria, Hungary...

"I can give everything, but I just hope you can be safe." Old Malfoy stared at a photo on the table. It was taken on Draco's sixth birthday. It was a group photo of their family of three. In the photo, his wife was gentle. smiling...

He has made up his mind at this moment. In this unclear situation, he must arrange backup for his family.Throw away everything that can be thrown away and protect the family members with all your strength. As long as people are still there, the family will not fall. This is also the secret of the Malfoy family that has been passed down for thousands of years.

And Ian Titus became his best choice. He was young, had no power of his own, and more importantly, had some contacts with the Malfoy family.

He was now extremely grateful for his original decision to open up his book collection for free, give away the house-elf chef, and order 100 galleons of candies from the candy store every month.

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