"Ike, don't worry, we'll keep you safe."

Professor Flitwick stood on tiptoe and patted Ike on the shoulder, reassuring. Although he knew that his student was strong and smart, he felt that at this moment, Ike needed a little comfort from his teacher.

"I'm sorry, Filius." Dumbledore sighed, "It's cruel to say that, like I mentioned before, we can't help Mr. Strade much. ”

"Albus! Oh, my God! Professor McGonagall exclaimed, surprised that Dumbledore would say this, "Are you kidding?" ”

"Not really." Dumbledore shook his head, "The contract of life and death is a very strange magic, and from the moment the magic takes effect, both sides can only rely on themselves. Anyone who helps one or the other will affect the final outcome. ”

"It's like having an unknown being as a referee, and what you do adds a weight to the side of the scale that belongs to you. Every help from others will be reduced a little. ”

"If Mr. Strade had relied on our help to get rid of the spellcaster, I'm afraid it would have happened that even if he won, he would have died because he had too little weight."

"As far as I know, that's the case."

Ike remained silent until Dumbledore finished speaking, his eyes shining with determination.

"Professor, don't worry about me, I'll get rid of his ......" looked back at Roger, who was lying motionless on the bed.

"As soon as possible...... ...... as best I could."

Professors Flitwick, McGonagall, and Sprout all looked at Ike worriedly, while Snape remained cold. A smile appeared on the corner of Dumbledore's mouth, and he pushed the glasses on his nose, and said, "Then Mr. Stred, we can only wish you success." ”

Ike nodded, looked at Roger again, turned and walked towards the door.

"By the way......" As soon as he reached the door, Ike heard Dumbledore's exaggerated voice behind him, "almost forgot ......"

"If you get some magic items or magical creatures from others through your own efforts, it doesn't count as help from others."

"I'm old, and my memory is really bad......

As soon as he finished speaking, Ike's figure had disappeared.

Leaving the school hospital, Ike went straight back to his dorm room. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Stewart and the others full of worries.

"How's it going? Ike. Stewart asked as soon as he saw Ike come in.

"I can't reveal much." Ike shook his head, "All in all, things are troublesome. ”

"For the next period of time, our training is going to stop, and you have to work together as four of you, and don't be left alone in whatever you do."

"What about you?" Terry asked.

"I have an important thing to do." Ike sat down in his chair and sighed, "But I'm the only one to go." ”

"He's coming for me, and as long as you're not left alone, I don't think there's any danger."

"But what do you do?"

"Don't worry about me." Ike laughed, "As long as I can find the attacker, I'll be able to get rid of him easily!" ”

"As inappropriate as that is, I can't guarantee your safety with you."

The faces of the four Stewarts were a little ugly, as if they were complaining that their strength was not enough and they couldn't help Ike. It's like because Ike's words are so blunt that they hurt them.

Ike looked at the four of them, taking everything in his eyes. But there is no way, what he said is also true.

Comrade Xiao Fu is in the dark this time, who knows when he will throw an Arvada from the corner again?

What if this time, Ike didn't react?

There are times when people are slack, and Ike can't guarantee that he will always be able to protect the four Stewart by their side, just as he can't guarantee that they won't be attacked if he goes it alone.

But in the end, the probability is much smaller.

What's more, there are professors.

"Believe me, as long as everyone gets together, there is no danger. Try to follow the crowd, don't be alone, don't be alone......"

The Easter holiday was destined to be uneventful, and the next morning Ike woke up with Stuart and Terry still unup.

Without waking them up as he had done before, Ike left the dormitory after a brief wash.

After sitting in the auditorium for a while, the four of them came in together. As he said last night, he even called Padma, Morag and Morty.

The seven of them were mighty, but none of them seemed to have much spirit.

Apparently, in the morning, Stewart told the ladies what Ike had said last night.

Maybe in another hour or two, the whole of Hogwarts will know.

The little wizards don't actually have any opinions, and they don't have much courage, even the Gryffindors will subconsciously gather after the vast majority of people are in a group. Even if there are loners, they are only a few and will not affect anything.

As long as he is familiar with Ike and has a good relationship, he will be alone, and his goal will be achieved.

With a wave of their hand, several people ran to the seat next to them and sat down. As soon as he sat down, Stewart whispered about the rumors he had heard that morning.

There are all kinds of versions, what Death Eaters have slipped into the school, the Dark Lord has run in, the heir of the secret room has struck again, and so on. Every story is made up in a way that sounds like the real thing at first glance.

After a while, breakfast began. No sooner had the little wizards eaten than hundreds of owls rushed in, hovering around the ceiling, dropping letters and newspapers.

A letter happened to fall in front of Terry, and when he opened it, Terry's face changed.

"My parents know about ......"

As soon as the words fell, Morag, who had received the latest "Daily Prophet", let out an exclamation, hurriedly spread the newspaper on the table, pointed to the cover article and said: "Look here! It says the school is closing! ”

"It can't be!" Stewart was shocked, took it and looked at it, then looked at Morag with resentment and said, "Morag, you are wrong, this is just a possibility." ”

"Possibly! It's not a sure thing! ”

"The school won't be closed." Ike leaned in and looked at it roughly, then said calmly, "Dumbledore won't let the school close." ”

"Of course, it is not ruled out that the Ministry of Magic will take some action, after all, three students have already been attacked, which is a big deal."

The Great Hall was completely fried, and after reading the letters and newspapers, the young wizards were shouting loudly, and there were piercing screams, and Ike could even hear cries coming from the long Hufflepuff table next to him.

"Quiet!"

Just when everyone was in a mess, Dumbledore suddenly appeared in front of the professorship, and just said a word to silence the chaotic auditorium.

"I think everyone knows what happened last night...... "The professors appeared in their seats one by one, and Dumbledore still stood, his eyes scanning the Great Hall, and said quietly, "...... It is true that Mr. Davis was attacked last night. ”

"However, Hogwarts will not be closed or closed!"

"I assure you that Hogwarts is still safe and will protect every student!"

"Of course, in extraordinary times, I would like to highlight a few things to avoid the recurrence of the attack:"

"First of all, all the abandoned classrooms in the castle are forbidden to anyone, don't go alone, and be with your friends."

"Secondly, no one is to leave the castle until the Easter holidays are over, unless you get the Dean's approval!"

"Again, the Forbidden Forest forbids anyone to enter ......" Dumbledore glanced at the twins deliberately, his eyes meaningful, "No night tours, after curfew I want you all to lie obediently on the bed in the dormitory......"

"Last ......"

"Quidditch matches are stopped indefinitely until we find the culprit."