"Of course it's not expired, I've eaten Christmas a long time ago, and it's the one to celebrate your homecoming." Althea laughed, she originally felt that Ivan had changed too much in the past year, and she always felt a little strange, but now she was much more familiar.

Because the reaction is just as interesting...

Ivan rolled his eyes, he was so moved before, next time he won't believe it again...

The Hals family didn't have that many rules, and the two chatted while eating, or rather, Althea just asked Ivan about his current situation at school.

Ivan naturally tried his best to pick up what he could say, all of which were about learning, focusing on his talent, active learning, and enthusiasm to answer (rush to answer) every question in class, and the professors of each subject were "satisfied" with his love of learning.

As for killing trolls on Halloween, fighting the Dark Lord at the end of the semester, and raising a fire dragon for a month, Ivan didn't say a word, lest Althea worry him would simply drop out of school and stay at home in the future...

So where does he go to get grade points and improve his strength?

Althea listened with pride, especially when he heard that Ivan's final results were all outstanding except for the history of magic.

This is also something that Ivan deliberately does, so as not to make a fuss about Althea when it is time to cast a spell.

However, when Ivan said that thanks to his own efforts, Gryffindor won the House Cup, Althea's face suddenly became strange, and the more he listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, and suddenly asked out loud.

"You're not in Slytherin?"

"Of course, didn't you send a letter to Professor Dumbledore? Didn't he tell you I was sorted into Gryffindor? Ivan looked at Althea strangely, he hadn't mentioned it in his previous reply, he thought his mother should have known about it.

"Gryffindor? You got into that stupid, arrogant Gryffindor house? Althea's tone gradually increased, and there was a thick anger on her delicate cheeks...

Ivan opened his mouth, he didn't think the Lion House was that bad, right?

Before he could speak, Althea angrily popped the glass in his hand, the sharp glass pierced his palm, and orange juice mixed with a little blood flowed on the table.

"Your goddamn headmaster actually assigned you there?" Althea asked word by word.

Ivan didn't understand where Althea's anger came from at all, because he didn't have anything to do with it in his memory, but he still resisted the pressure.

"The House should be the Sorting Hat's part."

However, Althea didn't believe it, she thought that someone must have used her power to force the Sorting Hat to change her decision, so she didn't hesitate to scold Dumbledore in front of him, and used almost all the greetings she knew on the old professor.

"I should have sent you to Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!" Althea concluded angrily.

So why am I at Hogwarts now... Ivan trembled when he heard this, but he didn't know why, and thought about it, the reason Althea sent him here seemed to be because Hogwarts tuition was cheaper?

You're really your own mother...

Ivan complained speechlessly.

But complaining and complaining, Ivan knew in his heart that things would never be as simple as he imagined.

He remembered that in the yelling letter Althea had sent him, Dumbledore didn't seem to be right, but he thought it was Aisia who was angry.

Now it looks like there should be some other reason...

"You don't have a good relationship with Professor Dumbledore?" Ivan asked cautiously.

"Anyway, you stay away from him at school..."Althea had already collected his emotions, took out a piece of gauze from the cabinet to treat the wound, and said to Ivan angrily.

Ivan nodded in agreement, he had always been far away from Dumbledore at school...

The Last Supper was hasty, and after Althea had finished eating, she went into the basement to tinker with her dark magic items, and then had to set up a defensive spell.

Tumbling Alley at night isn't safe, and it's not been peaceful lately...

Ivan returned to his small room.

The whole room is simple and tidy, only a bed, a desk, a cabinet, but it is very clean and spotless.

It seems that there should be a cleaning spell from time to time, and I remember that after a year, this place is still the same as when he left.

Sorting out the clothes in the luggage one by one, Ivan subconsciously pulled out his wand and prepared to continue practicing magic, and then remembered that he was not able to cast spells now, and finally sighed helplessly, this kind of life is really not used to it.

Especially now that he has just been cheated, Ivan is eager to improve his strength.

I can only ask Althea tomorrow if there is a solution...

As for now?

Ivan thought it was better not to get touched, though he also wanted to ask his mother what conflict he had with Dumbledore.

Flipping through the book until midnight, Ivan faintly felt a magic fluctuation outside the window, and when he moved to the window, he found that something seemed to be slowly rising that he couldn't see, and it was impossible for the naked eye to see, but it was able to detect its existence in Ivan's keen magical perception.

Is this a safe guard?

Or something like that?

Ivan was thinking about it when a wolf howl sounded in the distance, and when he looked up suddenly, Ivan saw a full moon hanging high in the sky.

Full Moon... Werewolf Transformation....

Ivan frowned, although it was true that some werewolves were hiding in Tumbledown Alley, but this situation he had rarely encountered in his memory of a whole decade.

After all, there are a lot of ruthless characters in Tumble Alley, and those werewolves will consciously find a place to hide on full moon nights, instead of swaggering through the market like this.

Woo...

The long wolf howl grew closer, and Ivan held the wand in his sleeve in his hand, complaining in his heart about the rule that young wizards could not cast spells outside of school.

Wait a minute... It seems that when a little wizard encounters a danger to his life, he is allowed to cast spells to fight back...

Ivan hesitated, and saw a tall black shadow rushing out of the alley in the moonlight, it was a half-wolf, half-human creature, with brown-gray hair all over its body, narrow limbs, dark red eyes, and a large mouth full of sharp teeth that kept panting...

This was the first time Ivan had actually seen a werewolf, and the other party didn't seem to see here, and didn't mean to stay longer, so he quickly scurried into the other side and broke into one of the houses.

Ivan was just about to mourn for the residents inside, but he didn't expect that in just a few seconds, this small werewolf was knocked out of the same way, crashing into the red brick wall behind it, wailing in pain, and there were more deep scars on his body...