Chapter 603 Hermione’s Memory

The instruction for the warriors lasted all afternoon, and they were not released until late afternoon.

All the way to the Great Hall for dinner, Harry kept complaining that Ron didn't listen to anyone's advice.

After a morning of heated arguments, their relationship had gone from being quarreling friends to now on the verge of breaking up.

Ivan looked helpless. He had no good solution. He could only hope that Ron would calm down for a few days and wake up to himself.

After a hurried dinner, Ivan made an excuse to send Harry away, and then took Hermione to the rooftop of the tower, preparing to practice magic.

Just as he had imagined before, there was no one here and it was very quiet. At this time, there was no need to worry about someone suddenly coming in and disturbing him while he was casting the spell.

"Do you need me to do anything?" Hermione looked a little nervous, and her hands and feet were so cramped that she didn't know where to put them.

"No, you don't have to stand still. Just stay relaxed and try not to resist. My skills may not be very skilled yet..." Ivan said soothingly.

Hearing what Ivan said, Hermione became even more panicked. She looked around uneasily, looking for a way out.

She thought that if Ivan wanted to do something to her later, she would run towards the door immediately!

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

Otherwise, the only option is to jump directly from the tower unexpectedly!

But this place is very high, maybe tens of meters above the ground. If she can't accurately grasp the time to release the slow fall technique, she will definitely die!

Thinking of this, Hermione became confused. Should she run or not?

Ivan didn't know the strange thoughts that came into the little witch's mind at all, but he explained it on his own.

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

If you feel uncomfortable in any way during the casting process, or there is something you don’t want me to see, just resist and I will stop immediately! "

The magic was about to be cast, and Ivan no longer kept it secretive, but told the specific situation.

"Memory?" Hermione looked a little weird, and then she realized that she had just wanted to do it. This was what Ivan meant by privacy before, and she was so ashamed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide in.

"What's wrong?" Ivan was a little surprised by Hermione's reaction.

"Nothing." The little witch quickly shook her head. Seeing that Ivan didn't seem to notice what she had just thought, she couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

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

"Do you still remember the speculation yesterday? I thought the same thing as you. I felt that the mysterious man's men might have sneaked in and planned something around us, just like Kino did at the beginning!" Ivan was half-truth and half-false. explained in words.

"So you want to learn Legilimency and identify who is sent by the mysterious man?" Hermione immediately understood Ivan's purpose, and her original intention of rejecting Ivan became much lighter.

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

Hermione took a deep breath and nodded.

She had seen some related descriptions of the magic of Legilimency in a book, and she felt that she would just need to think more about things from her childhood later.

"Then I'm coming!" Ivan said softly, waving his wand and pointing at Hermione. “Legilimency~(Legilimency)”

Ivan's erratic voice seemed to have some kind of magic power. Hermione's brain became a little confused. She kept looking at Ivan, and memories came up like a tide.

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

The first thing that comes into view is a very cozy small room. The curtains and bed are all pink, and there are various plush dolls and toys around it.

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

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

When Mrs. Granger talked about the princess who was persecuted by her stepmother and locked up in a small dark room, little Hermione's face was full of worry and fear. She pinched the corners of the quilt tightly with both hands and curled up as much as possible. In the quilt.

Ivan couldn't help laughing. To him, a bystander, Hermione looked absolutely adorable at this moment!

However, as a bystander, Ivan's actions were as if they didn't exist. Mrs. Granger still told the story in the book softly.

The final outcome is that a kind-hearted old witch cast a spell to rescue the princess from the dark room. The escaped princess met the prince of a 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 "coaxed" Hermione in a teasing way. There was magic in the world, but in fact everyone was a wizard.

Perhaps little Hermione really believed it, so she imitated the wizard in the story and recited spells randomly, looking very serious.

Mrs. Granger covered her mouth and smiled.

But when little Hermione finished reciting the spell, where her finger pointed, some plush dolls, cups, teapots and other small objects seemed to be guided by something. They were suddenly thrown up and hit the ceiling uncontrollably. , and scattered on the ground.

One of the teapots almost hit Mrs. Granger on the head.

Little Hermione was immediately frightened, and Mrs. Granger was also wide-eyed and frightened, but she still hugged Hermione and comforted her immediately. Mr. Granger also broke in from outside soon...

"Is it the little wizard's magic burst?" Ivan murmured to himself. No wonder Hermione can always remember it. This is indeed impressive.

This memory ended abruptly, and the subsequent memories were all very short-lived memory fragments, all of which were things in life that made Hermione very happy or very sad.

Ivan reviewed these memories with Hermione and shared her joy and sorrow. This feeling was very wonderful, as if he was slowly watching Hermione grow up and experiencing the smallest joys and anger in her heart. funeral music.

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

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