"I found it, teacher."

After returning from the Department of Mysteries, Ike went straight to Comrade Fu, but hid out that he had met Dumbledore.

"But I didn't get it, there was some kind of magic on it that I don't know about, it might require some specific conditions, or ......"

"Or what?" Lao Fu asked.

"Maybe it's a specific person." Ike replied, his eyes staring directly into Lao Fu's red pupils.

It's almost a habit, Ike is always like this when talking to Lao Fu, protected by Occlumency, he doesn't worry that Lao Fu will know the things he hides. Perhaps it is precisely because of this performance that Ike can gain the trust of Lao Fu.

Lao Fu stared at Ike for a long time before he nodded slightly and said, "I probably know whose handwriting it is, I don't blame you, little Ike, it's normal that you can't get it at his level." ”

"I'm sorry, teacher, for disappointing you." Ike bowed his head at the right time, revealing a hint of guilt.

Lao Fu stood up and gently patted Ike on the shoulder, his words were full of comfort and encouragement: "It doesn't matter, I was just confirming the location of that thing, I still have a plan for it, and your information just makes me more determined." ”

"Okay, let's go rest for the night, we still have a lot to do......"

Saying goodnight to the old man, Ike returned to his lab. He didn't fall asleep right away, staring at the ceiling until dawn, his hand rubbing the ring he was wearing.

Finally, the ring responded.

"What's wrong?"

"I met Dumbledore and learned something from him."

"Dumbledore? You...... What did you tell him? ”

"You need to stay at Hogwarts."

"Why, didn't we say yes?"

"Yes, but it needs a proper timing, and it's clearly not right now."

"What's the right time?"

"When you beat a colleague of mine with your own hands."

"Okay, wait, I'll do it......"

Hermione's hand was removed from the necklace, and she sat on the bed and looked blankly ahead, shaking her head suddenly, straightening her messy hair slightly, and taking a deep breath, her heart full of determination.

This semester, she has made great progress. Thanks to the books and notes in the box Ike left behind, as well as her own efforts, she was able to successfully perform many spells that adult wizards had not learned, but she was a little unskilled.

In fact, she also knows in her heart that the current level is still not enough, but she finally has a goal, which can be regarded as a small success.

After washing up and making her bed by herself, Hermione left the dormitory and headed to the auditorium on the first floor. Along the way, everyone who saw her still had a strange look in their eyes, with fear and disgust in them, as well as many inexplicable emotions.

There was no news of what happened that night in the principal's office, but Marietta's tragedy was seen by many, not to mention that she was not the only informer. There was another one in the hospital at the time, and Madam Pomfrey was helpless against the intractable curse, and it was Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape who saved the poor child.

"Wicked Witch", many people secretly call her behind their backs. Hermione knew it, but she didn't pay attention to it. She was not the same as she was in first grade, and even if the "Wicked Witch" was a hundred times worse and hurtful than "Miss Know-it-all", she couldn't mess Hermione's mind in the slightest.

She had already thought of what might happen when she came up with the curse, and to be honest, it was much better than she had imagined.

At least, not expelled.

It wasn't long before Harry and Ron arrived together. They were all in a bit of a bad mood and a little sluggish, but they got a lot better after drinking a large glass of milk.

"What does it feel like to be confined?" Hermione took a bite of the bread, and the strawberry jam on top was sweet and sour.

"It's still those old tricks, I'm used to it." Harry sighed, the fork in his hand ravaging the pancakes on his plate.

"She's." Ron interjected, "The Ministry of Magic made her the new Headmaster, but she couldn't get into the Headmaster's office at all, and the two stone monsters refused to open the door for her. ”

"yes, so she may have changed to a new quill because of this, and I have to say, it hurts even more." Harry subconsciously rubbed the back of his left hand, which still had some red marks.

The three of them chatted one sentence at a time, and soon finished breakfast and came to the history of magic classroom with books in their arms. As one of the few courses in Umbridge that is free of scourge, the history of magic has become a haven for many wizards.

As Ron said, Umbridge, who has become the new principal, is forced to stay in her office full of pictures of cats, much to her anger. And the consequence of her anger is that she is even more presumptuous.

Umbridge has set up an investigative team, almost all of which are Slytherin students, and she doesn't know how to get Filch to do what she says. They watched the members almost twenty-four hours a day, and because of the predominance of Rygryffindor and Ravenclaw, it also made life difficult for the students of the two houses, and points would be deducted if they disagreed.

Originally, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw were still tied in house points, but they were soon surpassed by Hufflepuff and Slytherin. Two or three days later, even Hufflepuff was deducted a lot of points, and only Slytherin did not decrease but increased, leading the way.

"You've all noticed." During dinner, the twins pointed to the huge hourglass on the wall of the auditorium that represented the score of the house.

"I swear, this is Chiguoguo's revenge! They just did it on purpose! Ron was furious, and as he spoke, several more gems flew out of Gryffindor's hourglass.

"Yes, they did it on purpose." Fred said coldly, "No one can do this to us, so they paid the price." Monty wanted to deduct our points just now......"

"Want? What did you do? Ron asked.

"He didn't finish his sentence, we didn't give him a chance." George replied, "Because before he could finish speaking, he had already been stuffed into the vanishing cabinet on the second floor. ”

"It's so impulsive! You're going to get in big trouble. Hermione said with a frown.

"No one sees it, and there won't be trouble until Montay reappears." Fred said, "A week, two weeks? Who knows when he'll show up? ”

"Besides, we are not afraid of trouble......"

"That's right! Honestly, we don't want to stay here again! ”

The twins were rarely serious, and their faces were devoid of the smiles that made people unconsciously happy.

"Is there anything we can do to help?" After a long silence, Hermione asked softly.

"No, we've all planned it!" Fred waved his hand repeatedly.

"This is our business, you must not get involved......