Hogwarts is like a sieve, there are no secrets at all.

As soon as the three Harry entered the common room, they were praised and cheered by all the Gryffindors, especially the Weasley twins, who set off magic fireworks from somewhere, and saluted them in exaggerated and comical poses.

Troll Slayer, that's how the title was put on the three of Harry.

Ron was very proud of this.

Meanwhile, Ike is in the dorm room for a joint interrogation of Stuart and Terry.

"Ike, you're the troll you defeated." Stuart tied Ike to a chair, took off one of Ike's shoes, and held a quill in his hand to scratch it.

"Say it! Be lenient in confession, strict in resisting! You know the consequences of concealment! Terry was holding a large bread stick, fresh from the common room table, steaming hot and steaming.

"I say! I say! I say! Ike pretended to be scared, "It's me!" It's me! It's me! ”

"Cut, you're too undetermined." Terry took a bite of the bread stick and sat down on the bed.

"It's just, it's boring." Stewart also said.

Ike moved his fingers, and the rope tied to his body naturally untied and flew into the corner. For this, Stewart and Terry are no longer surprised.

They knew very well that Ike was just playing around with the two of them.

"So, you've learned the Transfiguration Charm?" Stewart asked.

"Not really." Ike shook his head, the disastrous spell didn't appear on his waste notepad system, "Still, I think it's going to be soon." ”

As he spoke, Ike took out his wand and cast a spell on himself, and in the eyes of Stewart and Terry, Ike's silhouette could still be faintly seen.

"It's just that the underground corridor is darker, and I've been standing in the shadows, so I haven't been noticed." Ike lifted the illusion spell and shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know if I hid it from the professors, though, maybe they were in a hurry to save people and ignored it." ”

"Who knows?"

Terry broke half of the bread stick and handed it to Ike, watched Ike take a bite, and said, "I don't think you should have found it, otherwise you wouldn't have eaten bread in the dormitory so leisurely." ”

"I hope so." Ike muttered. Although Ike ran to the dormitory from another road as soon as he was sure that the troll had completely passed out, the professors would definitely look at the scene and perhaps find some clues if something so big happened.

Ike hadn't learned how to disguise the scene and remove the traces.

As for Harry, Ike wasn't worried, Hermione would definitely help.

This is a tacit understanding between smart people.

The fact is just as Ike expected, otherwise it wouldn't be the three Harry who would have won the title of "Troll Slayer".

That's right, Ravenclaw knows, too!

Hogwarts is a sieve!

In the next few days, Harry and the others could hear cheers such as "Troll Slayer" and "Brave Potter" everywhere they went, and Ike, who was watching the three of them get annoyed by the enthusiastic melon-eating crowd, swore that he had absolutely no schadenfreude at all.

And he said the same thing to Hermione, who came to the door in a rage.

"Silence!" Mrs. Pince didn't even raise her head, but her voice exploded in Hermione's ears, causing the little witch to cover her mouth and glare at Ike viciously.

"Don't you have anything to tell me?" The quill made a "rustling" sound on the notebook, and Ike glanced at it, and then a silent cover covered the two of them.

"Alright, now we can speak." Ike closed the book, "Don't worry, people outside can't hear what we're saying, but they can see it." ”

The little witch put away her right hand, which was about to fight, and looked carefully left and right, and saw that it was indeed as Ike said, and couldn't help but put her mind at ease.

"What the hell are you planning? Ike. ”

"I don't have any plans." Ike shook his head, "It's just that I heard that there was a troll, and I stumbled upon two sneaky guys sneaking away from the big army, so I was a little curious." ”

"Curious? Come on, Ike! Guess I believe your or not. Hermione stared at Ike with a look in her eyes that seemed like you were teasing me.

Ike shrugged, "That's the way it is, otherwise you think I'm going to be a prophet?" If I hadn't heard your screams, I wouldn't have known you were hiding in the toilet. ”

Hermione looked relaxed, in fact, the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, and Ike didn't bother with it, but he didn't continue to ask.

Unlike the lion cubs, the Ravenclaws have a much stricter mouth.

"Forget it, if you don't want to say it, don't say it, I don't have to know." Hermione puffed up her books and left the library with a flick of her hair.

Ike watched Hermione leave, and shook his head helplessly. Maybe it's because I'm used to the tacit communication between adults, and I'm more or less unaccustomed to meeting Hermione like this.

Now, no matter what class Ike takes, he is not called up by the professors to answer questions, as if the professors are deliberately ignoring Ike when they ask questions.

Obviously, the professors already knew.

Title: The Pride of Flitwick

(That's right, I know you're the one who took down the trolls!) ）

I have to say, the garbage system is still somewhat useful......

As the first Quidditch match approached, the young wizards' attention quickly shifted from the trolls to the upcoming match.

As the so-called "favorite sport of wizards", Quidditch's appeal is unparalleled and has fascinated countless people. At Hogwarts, it not only determines the ownership of the House Cup to a certain extent, but is also an important way to deal with conflicts between houses.

That's right, the latter one only applies to the Lion Snake War.

Every time Gryffindor crashes into Slytherin, the fight is intense.

It's not a description, it's a statement.

The record of an average of five players hospitalized per game is unsurpassed by any magic academy in the world.

It's not just the players on the courts who are fanatical, but so are the fans, and it has become almost a tradition for large-scale fights between the two houses to break out after every game.

Incisors race sticks, eating slugs, Taruntera dancing, all kinds of pranks and spells are flying all over the scene, and the scene is extremely chaotic.

Of course, no one would go too far, and even the professors would only intervene to stop the scene when it was about to get out of control, and when it wasn't, the soldiers of the two houses would stop attacking in a tacit agreement and rush back to their respective lounges.

"It's just a joke between students." After a Slottin victory over Gryffindor, an unknown iceberg professor said.

Ike had no intention of going to the game, and Stewart and Terry just shouted, and when Ike was indifferent, they stopped paying attention to him.

After getting along for more than two months, the eaglets have long figured out their own temper and habits, and they are all "smart people", so they naturally won't be bored.

Ike was happy to do the same, and after everyone had left, he put a 99% experience charm on himself, and crept up in front of the portrait of the troll stick beating the stupid Barnabas, and walked in front of the wall three times, and a smooth door appeared in front of him.

Pushing the door in, there was an empty room with only three dummies in the middle.

Ike took out his wand and faced the dummy, and the wand arced through the air and shouted.

"Thunderbolt Explosion!"

A flash of red light shot out from the tip of the staff and hit the dummy directly. Just listened to the sound of "bang", and the dummy in the middle exploded entirely, and even the dummy on both sides was also impacted, and the one with missing arms and legs was already broken.

Ike closed his eyes tightly, feeling the flow of magic in his body, and when he opened them again, there was another small line in front of him.

Explosive Spell Lv1, Learned!