The guidance to the Warriors lasted an afternoon, and they were not returned until the evening.

On the way to the auditorium for dinner, Harry kept complaining that Ron would not listen to persuasion at all.

After a fierce quarrel in the morning, their relationship has risen from an awkward friend to the point where it is now close to breaking up.

Ivan looked helpless, and he had no choice but to expect Ron to calm down for a few days and wake up to himself.

After having dinner in a hurry, Ivan found an excuse to push Harry away, and then took Hermione to the roof of the tower, preparing to practice magic.

As he had imagined before, there was no one here, and it was very quiet. At this point in time, there is no need to worry that someone will come in and disturb you suddenly while casting the spell.

"Is there anything I need to do?" Hermione looked a little nervous, her hands and feet cramped not knowing where to put them.

"No, don't... Just stay where you are, stay relaxed, try not to resist, my technique may not be too proficient..." Ivan said soothingly.

Hearing Ivan's words, Hermione became even more flustered. She looked around anxiously, looking for a way out.

She thought, if Ivan had to do something to herself after a while, she would immediately run towards the door!

But Ivan's position happened to be facing the door, and her own strength was far inferior to that of Ivan. Hermione thought about it for a while and found that the possibility of her leaving was slim.

In addition, you can only jump directly from the tower by surprise!

However, it is very high here. I am afraid that it is tens of meters away from the ground. If she can't accurately grasp the time of releasing the slow fall technique, then she will definitely die!

Thinking of this, Hermione became entangled. Will she run or not?

Ivan didn't even know the weird thoughts that popped up in the little witch's mind, but he explained it to himself.

"The spell I'm going to use on you later is called pantheon. It can read your current thoughts or past memories...

If you feel uncomfortable in the process of casting the spell, or if there is something you don't want me to see, resist it and I will stop immediately! "

Immediately he was about to cast magic, and Ivan no longer kept it secretly, and explained the specific situation.

"Memory?" Hermione's expression was a little weird. Only then did I realize that she just wanted to cross. Ivan's previous privacy statement meant this, and she was ashamed to find a place to sew in...

"What's the matter?" Ivan was a little surprised at Hermione's reaction.

"Nothing..." The little witch shook her head hurriedly. Seeing that Ivan didn't seem to notice what she was thinking, she couldn't help but secretly relieved in her heart.

Only soon, Hermione thought of the curse Ivan was about to cast, her face became a little hesitant, and she couldn't help but ask. "What do you do with this memory-reading magic?"

"Do you still remember the guess made yesterday? Like you thought, I felt that the mysterious man might have sneaked in and planned something by our side, just like Chino did!" Ivan was half-truth and half-truth. The words explained.

"So you want to learn to seize the mind and tell who is sent by the mysterious person?" Hermione understood Ivan's purpose at once, and her original desire to reject Ivan was much weaker.

"Yes, that's right!" Ivan said with a smile, then gently raised her wand, keeping her eyes facing Hermione. "Are you ready?"

Hermione took a deep breath and nodded.

She once saw some related explanations about the magic of Shenzhang Nian in a book, and she felt that she would only need to think about some things from her childhood when she waited for a while.

"Then I'm coming!" Ivan whispered to Hermione while waving his wand. "Legilimency~ (Legilimency

Ivan's erratic voice seemed to have some magical power, Hermione's brain became a little confused, her eyes kept facing each other with Ivan, and memories came up like a tide.

At the same time, Ivan also felt that his thoughts were sucked into the body of the little witch, and scenes of fragmented memories appeared before his eyes.

The first thing that catches the eye is a very cozy little room, with pink curtains and beds, and various plush dolls and toys around it.

And what attracted Ivan's attention most was Hermione lying on the bed with a quilt, or Hermione as a child.

She looked only about eight or nine years old, with a pair of brown eyes very agile, and she was listening to Mrs. Granger next to her reading a Muggle fairy tale book.

When Mrs. Granger talked about the princess, she was persecuted by her stepmother and locked up in the little black room. Little Hermione’s face was full of worries and fears. She held the corners of the quilt with her hands tightly and curled her body as far as possible In the quilt.

Ivan couldn't help but laughed. From the point of view of an onlooker, Hermione looked so cute at this time!

But as a bystander, Ivan didn't act as if anything did not exist, and Mrs. Granger still told the story in the book softly.

In the end, a kind old witch rescued the princess from the small black house by casting a spell. The princess who fled met the prince of the neighboring country, and the two lived a happy life.

"Mom...is there really magic in this world?" Little Hermione asked curiously and enviously.

Mrs. Granger smiled and teased the usual "coaxing" Hermione to have magic in the world, but in fact everyone is a wizard.

Little Hermione may have really believed it, so she also learned the wizard in the story and chanted spells indiscriminately, looking serious.

Mrs. Granger covered her mouth and smiled.

But when Little Hermione finished reciting the spell, some stuffed dolls and small objects such as cups and teapots seemed to be guided by the place where she pointed her finger. They were suddenly thrown into the air and hit the ceiling uncontrollably. , And scattered on the ground.

One of the teapots almost hit Mrs. Granger’s head~lightnovelpub.net~ Little Hermione was shocked directly. Mrs. Granger also stared wide-eyed and frightened, but she still hugged He for the first time. Min comforted her, and Mr. Granger quickly broke in from outside...

"Is it the magic burst of the little wizard?" Ivan muttered to himself, no wonder Hermione could remember it all the time, it was indeed impressive.

This memory came to an abrupt end here, and the memories after that were all very short memory fragments, all things that made Hyeok very happy or very sad in life.

Ivan and Hermione review these memories together, sharing her joy and sadness. This feeling is very wonderful, like watching Hermione grow up slowly, experiencing the slightest joy and anger in her heart. funeral music.

Until the day when she was eleven in her memory, Hermione received the admission notice from Hogwarts...

Ivan raised his mind and was very interested. He knew that Hermione would meet him soon, so he was a little curious to see what he would be like from another angle...