Chapter 196 The Situation Has Changed, Take Out Hermione First

Hermione was also frowning at this time, because she understood that Harry's problem might be more complicated, and it was not an unknown dark magic curse as she had previously thought.

But soon her eyebrows widened again. She believed in Ian, so this matter was just a thorny matter rather than serious.

"Is there anything you need from me?" Hermione asked softly.

"You just need to study hard now and don't get involved in other people's affairs. Things are different..." Ian's tone was extremely serious. "Take this with you. You are not allowed to take it off at any time, not even when taking a shower."

As he spoke, he took out two items from his pocket, which were defensive props that Dumbledore had given him. In the original three-piece set, apart from the necklace that was given to Hermione, he had always kept the ring and bracelet, which could be considered as part of his legacy. A commemoration.

Seeing Hermione's confused look, he could only emphasize the importance again. "Don't look at me like that. You really can't take it off. Be obedient."

Hermione nodded lightly when she heard this. She always knew what was going on. "Okay, but you have to tell me what they do."

"What it does?" Ian hesitated for a moment, but quickly said: "The ring is also an iron armor charm. You are familiar with this. The function of the bracelet is to provide a certain early warning of malicious intent."

Ian lied. He knows the efficacy of the bracelet better than anyone else. It is made of unicorn tail hair and has alchemical inscriptions engraved on it. It can resist the curse of black magic to a certain extent. It is the most valuable item among the three items.

But he didn't want to tell the truth, lest Hermione be so kind as to lend the poor kid her ring. Most importantly, he knew that the bracelet was of no use to Harry, not at all. If the problem could be solved so easily, he wouldn't find it difficult.

"I should find a solution before the curfew." Ian said calmly. Just when he turned around and took less than two steps, he turned back again.

"Hermione, promise me. You are not allowed to get involved in this matter anymore. That's it for now. Leave the rest to me. Also, don't run around in the future. If anything happens, you'd better stay in the Gryffindor common room. Li said."

Hermione was a little stunned. This was the first time she saw such a serious expression on Ian's face. A trace of anger was about to appear between his eyebrows, and then as if he thought of something, it bloomed again and turned into a faint smile.

Unlike other girls of the same age who are in love, she quickly realized that this seriousness was not meant to hurt her, but because she truly cared. Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth raised slightly:

"Well, I promise you, I won't get involved when I get back today. At most... at most, I can help them with ideas."

…

Walking on the path back to the castle, he was also thinking about Harry's question, but from a slightly different angle.

He didn't care about Harry's safety, he was more thinking about the cascading effects of this incident, more accurately, the impact on Voldemort.

After all, the Deathly Hallows Resurrection Stone was too special, and he never forgot the scene he saw when he was dying of Nirvana.

If this effect can be eliminated, other things really won't be a problem. Speaking of breaking the sky, Voldemort is just resurrected in Harry's body. At worst, he can add a magic spell and let Harry sacrifice his life for justice, which can be considered as revenge for his parents.

Ian thought for a long time, but decided to give up thinking. He didn't understand the world. To put it bluntly, Kong had a lot of strength, but his background was too poor.

"There is still too little known information... In this case, let's find someone who can solve the problem."

He decided to find Dumbledore. Anyway, there was a tall man holding up the sky, so Harry's affairs had nothing to do with him.

Moreover, Ian feels that it is too stupid to take care of many things and then force himself to solve them by himself. It's not like making a movie, where you have to show your personal heroism and highlight the importance of the protagonist.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing. Once upon a time, he also became a little forward-looking and hesitant...

On the eighth floor of the castle, in front of the principal's office.

Although the blood transformation of the phoenix allowed Ian to apparate at will regardless of restrictions, he still chose to stand at the door obediently, waiting for the rotation of the gatekeeper stone beast.

Nothing else but courtesy and respect, even if Dumbledore didn't care about the details.

After walking into the principal's office, Ian discovered a very embarrassing problem. Dumbledore was not at home... Just when he wanted to leave first, he unexpectedly saw Fawkes on the shelf.

This is easier to handle, and it won't be awkward if there are people at home. Different from other people's perceptions, he knew very well that Fox was not a pet. The Phoenix's long life had long given it thinking and wisdom that was not weaker than that of humans, or even worse.

It is Dumbledore's friend, partner, and even elder.

"Hi, Fawkes, I'm here to see Principal Dumbledore, but the timing seems to be a little unlucky."

Ian waved at Fox, who flew to his side in a dignified manner. He was also very happy about this, because... he could stroke the phoenix again. The warm and fluffy feathers felt very comfortable and relieved. This kind of touch was something that even the Phoenix Patron Saint did not have.

Likewise, Fox did not reject Ian's closeness.

Gorgeous appearance, fluffy feathers, more comfortable to touch, much better than an owl. Thinking of the owl, Ian suddenly had an idea. He put on a flattering expression, looked at Fox and said:

"By the way, Fox. If you have any sisters or daughters, please introduce one to me. I am not short of Galleons. Living with me will definitely be much better than living in the wild. You don't want them to live in poverty, right... "

Just as he was waiting expectantly for Fox's answer, an old voice sounded in his ear.

"Phoenixes are not born through reproduction, they are born from flames, so...Fox does not have a daughter or sister."

"Uh..." The smile on Ian's face suddenly froze, feeling like he was embarrassed when he went to the wife's house next door to borrow a screwdriver and was discovered by her husband.

Fortunately, he is not a thin-skinned person. Even if he is discovered by the real owner, he will naturally change his embarrassed expression and say seriously: "I was joking with Fox."

Dumbledore smiled and did not continue the topic. Instead, he asked curiously: "Do you want to eat candy? It's a pity that the pile of cockroaches is gone, but I still have many other candies."

Occasional jokes and ridicule are essential spices in life. Dumbledore knew it, and Ian knew it even more.

Moreover, he also knew that Dumbledore rarely chatted in such a relaxed and reciprocal manner. It was not a matter of status and prestige, but the most fundamental imbalance in life levels.

Just like a person wandering in a painting, no matter how rich the emotions are, the person in the painting is still the person in the painting. This is the difference in life levels.

Hearing Dumbledore's question, Ian shrugged and said in a relaxed tone: "Candy is naturally essential. But, there is something wrong with Harry, do you know?"

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