The next day, in the morning, Ivan woke up from his bed yawning.

Pulling back the curtains and looking at the clear sky outside, Ivan's tense mood for a long time completely relaxed,

"What are you going to do today?"

Ivan, who was suddenly idle, was a little uncomfortable, obviously he had been busy working to death for the past few months, but today he let go of his burden, and there seemed to be nothing to do in a hurry except for the need to boil a real medicine later.

Click...

The closed door was opened, and Ivan turned his head to see Hermione appear outside the door, happily greeting him.

"Ivan, come out to eat!"

"Yes, good!" Ivan also smiled and nodded, and walked out with Hermione.

Halfway through, Ivan also asks Hermione about the status of the time-turner, and asks her to tell herself when the time-turner is slightly hot.

Once the power of the Time Turner fails, it will kick the user back to the original point in time, but the location will not change, meaning that it will return to Tumbledown Alley three months later.

Ivan himself didn't care, he had enough strength to protect himself, but for Hermione, it was still dangerous to be alone in Tumbledown Alley.

Outside, in the hall, Fren, Walker, and the others were sitting on chairs eating breakfast, and several werewolf wizards trumpeted their appearance of killing in the magic shop yesterday, which drew bursts of laughter.

After seeing Ivan coming, Walker waved his hand to say hello, Ivan nodded, then glanced left and right, and unexpectedly did not see Doggett's figure, and couldn't help but ask a little strangely.

"What about the Doggetts?"

"He went to the Ministry of Magic early in the morning, saying he wanted to find some friends to find out the news." Althea explained aloud with polenta and a bowl of bacon omelette on the table.

Ivan is right to think about it, so many things happened last night, and he wanted to find a way to understand the situation so as not to have any accidents.

In this way, Ivan was eating breakfast while chatting with Althea, asking about what happened in Tumble Alley after he returned to school, and occasionally telling some interesting things about his experience at school.

Hermione would sometimes add a sentence or two.

As he spoke, Ivan noticed that Hermione and Althea were chatting happily and pushed himself aside.

What made Ivan most helpless was that most of the conversation was about their own affairs.

Althea may have wanted to learn more about his life at Hogwarts, so she frequently asked Hermione.

Hermione proudly recounted how Ivan had killed a troll that was about to attack her when she was in her first year, and how she rode a dragon to repel Professor Chino and save Hagrid, the Warden of the Forbidden Forest...

The little witch's cheeks were flushed, and she did not hesitate to praise her, and she mentioned that many professors considered Ivan to be the best student ever...

Ivan, who was listening from the sidelines, was a little embarrassed, and then suddenly remembered that there were many things Hermione said that he had never mentioned to Althea, and hurriedly coughed a few times, interrupting Hermione's words.

"What's wrong? Ivan? Hermione turned her head and asked strangely.

Ivan raised an eyebrow and gave Hermione a look, motioning for her to say something funny, not to mention the experiences that were too dangerous...

Hermione blinked blankly, unable to understand what Ivan was trying to say, and was about to be more obvious when Ivan was knocked on the head with a spoon.

Ivan covered his head and found that Althea was staring at him, with a hint of warning in his eyes, and Ivan could only sigh and eat his own food honestly.

Hermione looked at Ivan with some uneasiness, as smart as she had guessed something from Ivan and Althea's movements, as if she had said something she shouldn't have said.

Althea glared at Ivan and smiled again, turning to Hermione.

"Leave him alone! We say ours, you go ahead and talk about what happened? How did you deal with that three-headed dog? Did you get the Philosopher's Stone? ”

The last time Ivan came back, he told her that every day at Hogwarts was a leisurely life of reading books, listening to lectures, and arguing with classmates, and that it was very safe, and that he had never mentioned anything like a troll, a fire dragon, or a three-headed dog!

As the little witch struggled to deal with Althea's questioning, Ivan felt the corners of his wizard's robe be pulled, and when he looked over, he realized that it was Walker.

"Hals, have you really ridden a dragon? Isn't it vicious? The kind that spits fire? And how did you tame it? Walker asked excitedly.

Fren and the others looked at Ivan with the same curiosity, not because of the dragon, but because Ivan's experience in Hogwarts was too legendary, it was hard to imagine that a young wizard in the first year could go through so much.

However, they couldn't say anything to question it, Ivan had done even more exaggerated things in the past few days, compared to taming a dragon and killing a troll.

Ivan remembered the scene when he specially trained Noble in order to draw dragon blood, shook his head amusedly, and spoke.

"Actually, there is nothing special about dragons, you find a big lizard and insert two wings to amplify the point, if you train a dragon... Well, it's actually not difficult, when you're disobedient, it's almost the same as feeding some grilled fish for a few meals..."

Walker was a little skeptical that Ivan was fooling himself, but he had heard that dragons were powerful, hot-tempered creatures that were difficult to tame...

Immediately after listening to Ivan talk about many interesting things about his time raising Noble at Hogwarts, Walker dispelled his doubts and couldn't help but say with emotion.

"If only I could have been at Hogwarts!"

Walker was very envious of Ivan's wonderful campus life, somewhat longing, and after thinking about it, he said self-deprecatingly. "But I don't think werewolf wizards will be recruited there, right?"

"Not necessarily! As far as I know, there was a werewolf wizard who graduated from Hogwarts and made a few good friends there. Ivan said with a smile.

This is also what he admires about Dumbledore, the elderly Dumbledore can really do not discriminate against any student, Draco Malfoy in the original plane is the best example.

Dumbledore knew that Draco and his parents were Death Eaters, and Malfoy had targeted him repeatedly in the previous years.

Even so, at the end of his life, Dumbledore tried to save Draco Malfoy's soul, believing that Draco was not evil in nature.

"What you said is true?" Walker was a little unconvinced, as far as he knew, no school was willing to accept a werewolf student, and he deliberately concealed his identity when he was able to enter Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and was immediately expelled after being exposed.

"Of course!" Ivan nodded, and told Walker about Lupin's past.

While the two were chatting, the door to the mansion suddenly opened, but it was Doggett who walked in from outside...