I can enter Hogwarts in the last days

Chapter 273
"What about Muggles? Don't tell me you didn't take Muggles into account in your plans."

Ian put down the written and organized information and looked directly at Grindelwald.

Faced with such a straightforward question, Grindelwald did not show the slightest displeasure on his face.

"You can't rely on me for everything. This matter is not the responsibility of any specific person, and no one can stay out of it."

These words... Ian was speechless for a moment. He really had no reason to persuade Grindelwald. The other party had already done what he should do.And he is not the kind of idiot who accuses others indiscriminately from the moral high ground.

"You're right!" Ian said with a wry smile.

"I'm glad you understand that as the oldest wizarding school, it would be best for Hogwarts to be involved."

"Sorry, I can only speak for myself. I can't speak for Hogwarts, but I think Hogwarts will not stay out of it."

Ian is very calm. Just as he is not qualified to persuade Grindelwald, he is not qualified to represent Hogwarts. However, Hogwarts will never stand idly by in this matter, not to mention the choices of the principal and professors. , young wizards from Muggle families alone account for one-third of the population at Hogwarts.

One glance tells the whole story. In the entire wizarding world, almost two-thirds of wizards have direct Muggle relatives, including half-bloods.

Grindelwald may be cruel and ignore it, but he cannot ignore it. The first ones to bear the brunt are the Grangers. In any case, Hermione's parents are indeed very good to him, and he cannot be a wolf.

"It's getting late, so I'll take my leave."

The clock on the wall had already pointed to eleven. You must know that he didn't tell Hermione that he wouldn't go home before leaving. The girl might still be waiting for him at this time.

"I'll give you a suggestion. For Muggle problems, you can consider potions. Of course, this is just my personal suggestion."

After Grindelwald finished speaking, he picked up the information on the table and began to review it.

"Thank you for your suggestion, I will consider it."

……

London.

Although it was already past eleven o'clock at night, Hermione was still staying in the living room on the first floor.

Not wanting to affect her parents' rest, she turned off the main light in the living room early, leaving only a small night light on the wall. The small light source emitted a weak warm light in the dark night, bringing a sense of warmth to the empty living room. A touch of warmth.

Hermione gasped and glanced at the clock on the wall from time to time. There was a half-drunk cup of coffee on the coffee table, and a letter with the Ministry of Magic logo on the other side.

Hermione looked up and looked out the door. Although she knew that Ian had most likely apparated to the living room instead of entering through the door, she still subconsciously looked over there.

It seemed that she was too bored, so she took the initiative to find something to do for herself, picked up the letter on the table, and gently smoothed the wrinkles on the envelope with her hands.

The letter was delivered in the afternoon and was placed in the mailbox at the door. She went out to check it after hearing the movement of the owl.

"If you don't come back, I'm really going to sleep..." Hermione murmured helplessly.

This was just talk, Hermione had already made up her mind to wait for Ian to come back.

The second hand on the clock rotated round after round. At No. 14, a slight sound suddenly came from the quiet living room.

Hermione looked up with some surprise, and it turned out to be the figure she was missing. At this moment, without caring about anything else, she stood up and asked worriedly: "Are you in any trouble?"

There were no complaints, no complaints, just deep concern. Paired with Hermione's face, which was clearly very sleepy but energetic at the moment, one could imagine how devastating these words were to Ian. "It's no trouble, I'm fine!" Ian said, pulling Hermione into his arms, pressing his chin against the girl's head, and holding her tightly with both hands.

"It's my fault this time for not notifying you in advance. You don't have to wait for me if you encounter this situation next time."

Ian gently stroked Hermione's back with some distress.

"Hmm~" Because she was held in her arms, Hermione's voice was not as crisp as before. It was a bit nasal, thick and tactful: "I want to wait for you to come back at home."

Who can cover this?Ian broke through the defense again.

"Okay, it's all up to you. Now let's go upstairs to sleep." After saying that, he pulled Hermione and walked upstairs.

"Eh? Wait, there's your letter, from the Ministry of Magic." Hermione was like a large pillow being forcibly dragged. She obviously had no ability to resist, but she still struggled.

"Don't worry about him. Go to bed first. The letter can't escape. I'll read it when I get up tomorrow."

There's nothing more important now than going upstairs to sleep, well... going upstairs to sleep together.

Hermione's defenses had been broken one after another just now, so she had to do something in response.Originally, he had not thought of this, but his conversation with Grindelwald today gave him a feeling of countdown, and coupled with a series of catalysts, he made his current decision.

Hermione was confused and was pulled up the stairs by Ian. She didn't react until she reached the first floor, the second floor, and the third floor. She didn't know until she opened the bedroom door and saw someone sitting carelessly aside. The problem was discovered later.

"you you……"

After hesitating for a long time, Hermione still didn't say why. At this moment, Hermione's cheeks were so red that they were almost bleeding.

"Is it okay if I stay here tonight?"

The attachment in Ian's eyes, with the blessing of good looks, turned into an unstoppable weapon.

At least, Hermione thought so. There were not many girls in Hogwarts who could resist Ian in such a state.

"Hmm~" An extremely weak voice came out.

While his sense was still there, Ian waved his wand and used Transfiguration to create a side-by-side bed next to Hermione's single bed. The two beds fit together perfectly, a large bed of 2 meters by 2 meters. , which is completely sufficient in terms of area.

……

the next day.

When the first ray of morning light broke through the pre-dawn darkness, Ian also opened his eyes at the same time, glanced at Hermione who was sleeping with her arm in her arms, gently pulled out her arm, then waved the wand to lift the transformation spell, and conveniently removed some strange things. The place is restored.

He wanted to get out of here before Mrs. Granger came up.In fact, they didn't do anything last night, but except for the last step, there was nothing less that they should do.

Although he didn't know what time Mrs. Granger would come up, in order to avoid embarrassment, he did not walk downstairs. Instead, he chose the safest way and apparated directly to the guest room on the second floor.

The moment Ian left, Hermione also opened her eyes. Although she was used to sleeping in during holidays, she wasn't so nervous that she couldn't detect Ian's movements.

She reached out and touched a well-packaged small box under the bedside. Her eyes were a little complicated. Two full months had passed since she got this thing.

(End of this chapter)