The Old Ones of Hogwarts

Chapter 46: The Culprit? Warning!

Pry open the wooden planks.

Digging.

Pry open the coffin.

The landfill was then covered with wooden planks.

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. This smooth and effortless operation did not take Ian too much time. He climbed onto the hard wooden bed before 11 p.m., which was rare for him.

"It's at least relatively good for the cervical and lumbar spine."

Despite his young age, Ian has already started thinking about health and wellness. His sleep quality is usually quite good, but tonight he's experiencing some insomnia due to his active mind.

"The library where you can read for free, the kitchens at Hogwarts, the owl huts in the West Tower... I hope no one uses those places as a buffet."

Active thinking.

It overcame the drowsiness caused by physical fatigue.

Ian couldn't help but start planning his goals for first grade.

"I definitely need to go and look for the House of Requirement. Maybe it can give me a wand that I can't take out, so I can practice magic without any worries in the house."

"Quidditch is for anyone who wants to learn, but the flying broomstick still needs some research. Modifying it might be really cool... It's a pity I didn't get to ride the Hogwarts Express."

Ian didn't know when he fell asleep.

outside the window.

The stars twinkled like diamonds scattered on black velvet, shimmering with a soft, distant light. A shooting star streaked across the sky, like a casual stroke of ink on a canvas of stars.

The chirping of insects and the rustling of leaves accompanied people until dawn.

"Teeth cleaning! Facial cleanup!"

He didn't even need an alarm clock to remind him. As the sunlight streamed into the room, he suddenly opened his eyes, sprang to his feet, and quickly put on the black robe that Snape had bought for him in Diagon Alley.

Most wizards would change into their school uniforms on the Hogwarts Express, but he obviously didn't have that opportunity, so he could only put on his clothes when he woke up.

I can't exactly change and take off my clothes in front of the whole school, can I?

Nobody would throw those evil Galleons at him.

"Even with Galleons, we can't afford to embarrass ourselves like this!" Ian was a man who loved money but had principles. He felt that earning money by selling his body was not as good as going to Knockturn Alley to rob the black wizard.

After checking the floor's sturdiness and making sure all his belongings were back in his suitcase, Ian began to eagerly await Snape's arrival.

that's it.

The sun rose in the east, hung high in the sky, and wandered westward... Ian's expression changed from initial eagerness to a sense of emptiness and desolation, as if he had lost all will to live.

"You haven't forgotten about me, have you?"

Ian remembered that Snape had said he would pick him up when school started, but Snape didn't show up even after almost a whole day. He was starting to reconsider Snape's credibility.

In the original work.

This old bat's reputation doesn't seem to be very good, does it? The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I might have been stood up. Ian picked up his suitcase and decided to go to Hogwarts on his own.

The Hogwarts Express also terminates near the village, which isn't too far from Hogwarts Castle; the journey just involves passing through a narrow path through dense woods.

"Bang!"

Just as he was dragging his suitcase toward the front door, the cabin door was rudely kicked open, and Snape, with his ever-present expression, walked in and looked around.

He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

His deep gaze finally settled on Ian.

"Get ready, then follow me."

Done.

Snape turned and walked out of the house with a stern face.

I thought you had forgotten about me.

Ian quickly followed.

"Oh, so you don't have legs and can't go to school by yourself?"

Snape gave a cold laugh.

"I'm just planning to rely on myself."

Ian pursed his lips.

Following Snape out the door, he saw that besides himself, there was another person waiting outside with a suitcase.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the girl's face, giving her platinum blonde hair a faint golden glow.

"Miss Grindelwald."

Ian greeted him with some surprise.

"Good afternoon, my friend. You can call me by my name."

Aurora nodded slightly.

Upon seeing that the two knew each other, Snape immediately frowned. His gaze shifted between the two, finally settling sharply on Aurora.

"Did you teach him that magic?"

obviously.

Snape connected the Corpse Control Charm that Ian had learned with Aurora.

Although Ian's learning ability frustrated him, he still didn't quite believe that he could find any little notes containing dark magic on the streets of Hogsmeade.

"He didn't learn any magic from me."

Aurora and Snape looked at each other, their tone indifferent, their heterochromatic eyes revealing no emotion whatsoever. She was not intimidated by Snape's gaze.

"Miss Grindelwald, I don't care what Dumbledore's reasons were for approving your application to enter Hogwarts. I just hope you will abide by the rules of Hogwarts."

"Don't let anything that shouldn't be there become a rumor circulating in the school." Snape's voice was very stern, clearly a veiled warning.

"A very reasonable request." Aurora nodded without objection. Ian, standing not far from her, had been watching closely to see if the girl was about to reach for her wand.

"And you!"

Snape suddenly turned to look at Ian.

"What nonsense did you spout to Dumbledore?"

His eyes looked like he wanted to devour someone.

"what?"

Ian looked completely bewildered.

"I just offered Headmaster Dumbledore a cup of tea." Ian recalled his previous interactions with Dumbledore, a look of confusion and resentment on his face.

"I think my manners were quite proper, but it was Dumbledore's bird that almost made me enter old age prematurely." Ian subconsciously touched the top of his head.

Living in England.

A man has two things to worry about from birth.

One reason is that like attracts like.

Secondly... naturally, there's the question of whether the top of one's head will become a Mediterranean Sea.

"If you weren't talking nonsense, how could Dumbledore have..."

Snape, annoyed, opened his mouth to unleash a torrent of abuse.

however.

"Professor, when do we leave?"

Aurora interrupted him from the side.

Realizing that the family rumors should not be heard by outsiders, Snape swallowed back the questions that were on the tip of his tongue, and with a dark face, walked straight past the two of them towards the outside of Hogsmeade Village.

"Keep up!"

His voice was loud and clear.

"Hey friend, do you need me to help you with your luggage?"

Ian enthusiastically moved closer to Aurora.

"It's easy for me."

Aurora calmly declined Ian's offer of help.

"I knew you were good at this. Could you help me carry it? It's not easy for me to carry it like this."

Under the girl's astonished gaze, Ian dragged his suitcase to her other side and thoughtfully pried open her hand to place the suitcase handle on it.

"??????"

Eyes widened in disbelief.

Aurora watched as Ian took off running.