I can enter Hogwarts in the last days

Chapter 40No.40 The Forgotten Sorcerer's Stone

Fortunately, the Charms classroom was on the fourth floor of the castle. Not long after, Ian came to the door of the office, knocked on the door and pushed in after getting permission. He came to this office for the second time.

"Good morning, Professor Flitwick!" Ian said after bowing slightly.

"Good morning, Ian, to be honest, I've been waiting for you to come to me. Is there something wrong with the course?"

During more than a month of contact, Ian found that Professor Flitwick, who had a small role in the original book, really took care of the students of his own college, and was unusually protective.

Facing Professor Flitwick's inquiry, Ian also calmly replied: "Professor, it's like this, I feel that I can't learn much in the first-year charm class, so I want to apply to return to Classes in third grade."

"Ha, this is a good thing, it shows that you have a great talent in spells. Even so, but before that, we still need a simple test to prove that you have indeed mastered the knowledge of the first and second grades."

Not surprisingly, Professor Flitwick was delighted to hear that.After all, there is a genius in the Charms class in my own college, and there is no one who is happier than a substitute teacher.

"Then let's test the content of the first grade first, and let these apples line up and dance past this table. You need to make the formation as neat as possible and the dance steps gorgeous."

As Professor Flitwick said, he drew out his wand, and 5 fresh and delicious apples appeared one after another on the table.

This is also the content of the final practical exam for the first-year spells class. It is the application of the spell combination, which involves many important contents of the first-year spells class, but Professor Flitwick omitted the part of the theoretical exam.

Hearing the words, Ian was not in a hurry. For him, who had already flipped through the entire "Standard Spells" by heart, it was indeed very simple.

This simple test only lasted less than 3 minutes after Ian used many spells above the third grade one after another.

Professor Flitwick was very excited about this.

"Very good, very good, wonderful performance. I agree to your application. From next week, you will go back to the third grade class. If Hogwarts does not allow skipping classes, I even want to let you go directly Fifth grade Charms."

Hearing this, Ian also breathed a sigh of relief. Although he has absolute confidence in his own strength, he can only rest assured after hearing Professor Flitwick give a definite answer.

"Thank you for your approval, Professor Flitwick."

……

After Ian walked out of the office, he suddenly found that he didn't seem to have much to do, and his blood research had also come to an endless stagnation.

Compared with the time when he first entered school, although he felt a great sense of crisis, his life was also very fulfilling.

Once upon a time, he devoted himself to learning magic every day, like a dry and cracked sponge absorbing knowledge hungrily after encountering water.

He didn't know when he started to feel that he lost this kind of motivation.

It seems that after the second awakening of magic power, the rapid growth of magic power also indirectly increased his magic talent. The most intuitive manifestation is that most of the spells in "Standard Spells" can be released easily.

Although this brought him a complete sense of security, it also deprived him of the will to continue exploring on the path of magic.

It's like a life with infinite possibilities, but from the moment you get married, you can see the future at a glance, that kind of boring and unchanging daily necessities.

"I don't like this, I really don't. Magic is an infinite possibility, not a means of survival." Ian thought to himself.

With a clear mind, at this moment, Ian finally found the original feeling. For the yearning for magic, magic should not be a means of survival, but magic should be his lifelong pursuit and interest.

"Interest is the best teacher. All previous behaviors are indeed too purposeful."

Forge ahead knowing your insufficiency, looking forward to the mountains.

After figuring it out, Ian felt relieved. This time, he didn't go to the library to read a book, nor did he find an abandoned classroom to practice magic, but walked slowly outside the castle.

Walking quietly by the Black Lake alone, sorting out all the previous gains while walking.

"...I always feel like I've overlooked something. By the way, the plot is almost progressing to Harry's trio looking for information about the Sorcerer's Stone. . . . The Sorcerer's Stone?"

It was as if a flash of lightning flashed across Ian's mind, instantly illuminating the fog. At this moment, he finally remembered the thing he had been neglecting all this time, the Sorcerer's Stone, one of the highest products of the alchemy system.

"Sure enough, if you get it, you don't care. If you have such a treasure and don't study it, it's a waste of money..."

After finding his goal, Ian was full of energy in the next few weeks.Not only did he go to Snape's place twice a week to learn about potions, but he even read almost all the basic books on alchemy.

……

Hogwarts on Saturday morning was extremely peaceful, even the energetic little wizards of Gryffindor would not choose to make trouble on Saturday morning.

Ian closed the book in his hand at this moment, "The Legendary Nicolas May" is obviously a biographical book.

He glanced at the countdown to the next crossing in his mind: 45 hours, 33 minutes and 16 seconds.

"It's time to let yourself relax. It's been so long since Hogwarts, but I haven't been to the prestigious Hogsmeade once. I'm really ashamed of the title of traveler."

Thinking of this, Ian was a little moved. On the one hand, he was still yearning for this village composed entirely of wizards.

On the other hand, he also wants to go to Hogsmeade to do some shopping. Although there is no shortage of basic supplies such as food and water sources in the last days, there is still a big shortage of some daily necessities.

Just do what you say, and after making up your mind, Ian quickly walked out of the common room. At the same time, he did not forget to carry his infinitely extending backpack, and walked leisurely to the gate of the castle.

Although there was no one in the castle in the early morning, the conscientious Filch had already been waiting here with a ferocious expression, waiting to check whether each student had the guardian's signature.

However, Ian was also prepared. When he wanted to go to Hogsmeade to buy supplies, he had already got a signature.

Because he had no guardian due to his special circumstances, he took the signature of Dean Flitwick.

……

When Filch saw Ian with sky blue shading, his expression softened a little, and after repeatedly confirming the signature in his hand, he quickly let him pass.

For Ravenclaw students, Filch is still friendly, after all, the kittens will not make trouble for his work.So correspondingly, he didn't target Ravenclaw very much. If it was Gryffindor, it would be another story.

Even so, Filch still said aloud when Ian passed by: "Don't try to bring back all the prohibited items. Once I find out, there will be absolutely no good fruit to eat."

"Of course, sir. I'm not one to find work."

Ian replied calmly.

He turned a deaf ear to Filch's words. He also knew about this person in his previous life. He is a squib but chooses to live in Hogwarts. He can only say one thing, there must be something pitiful about a hateful person.

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