At night, in the Hog's Head bar.
In a cabin near the edge, Ian lay on his bed, tossing and turning.
When he realized he couldn't sleep, he held his head in his hands and looked up at the ceiling quietly from the bed, as if he could see the stars in the night sky through the ceiling.
Recalling the scene of taking the exam today, Ian's eyes were filled with anticipation and nervousness.
Can I get this opportunity?
If I can get it, will I be able to become a wizard quickly?
At that time, not only can I cast magic in a cool and unrestrained manner, but I can also seek revenge on my enemies.
If I can't get it, do I have to give up my revenge temporarily?
Wait for Professor Lockhart's journal article to be published, study meditation methods, and become a wizard, and then talk about other things.
All kinds of thoughts and distractions kept popping up in Ian's brain. It made him more and more worried and unable to sleep.
Suddenly, Buzz!
Ian noticed that the ceiling was glowing with a faint fiery red light. He quickly turned his head and looked to the side. In his eyes, a spark-like circular portal quietly emerged. At the same time, a wizard wearing a black robe and carrying a small suitcase came out.
With the light brought by the sparks, Ian watched a familiar face appear before his eyes and exclaimed, "Professor Lockhart!"
He immediately got up and out of bed. He touched his face carefully and pinched his arm hard, wondering if he was dreaming. There was a stinging pain in his arm. Although he was sure that this was real, it still felt like a dream.
Lockhart, on the other hand, was quite interested in observing the strange movements of the young Squib in front of him.
Then he heard the other party stammering, "Professor Lockhart, I... This isn't a dream. You came to my room."
As he spoke, Ian's tone became smoother, as if he was thinking of something, revealing his excitement, and asked excitedly, "Does your coming here mean that I can be your research assistant?"
Regarding Ian's question, Lockhart gently affirmed, "Ian, I saw the questionnaire you filled out and your performance in class. I think they are all very good. You can become my research assistant."
At this point, Lockhart changed the topic, and his tone became passionate, mixed with a hint of temptation.
"However, I think you deserve a brighter and more glorious future. Ian Norton, would you like to be my student?"
Hearing what Lockhart said, Ian looked excited and quickly replied in an excited tone, "Of course I do. Professor Lockhart, I've never dreamed of this."
Before Ian could finish venting his excitement, Lockhart interrupted him directly and said seriously, "Ian, don't make a decision in a hurry. You may only see the superficial beauty of being my student, but in fact, the risks behind it may be beyond your imagination. I don't want you to regret the choice you make now in the future. I think you should calm down, listen to everything I say, and make a careful choice."
Hearing Lockhart's serious tone, Ian quickly calmed down and said calmly, "Professor Lockhart, becoming your student is what I dream of. As for the risks involved, I am willing to listen to you, but after you finish talking, I believe I will still not change the decision I made."
Seeing Ian's attitude, Lockhart had a look of appreciation on his face. Especially after hearing what Ian said, Lockhart instantly gave him a high evaluation.
Both of his parents are dead, he lives alone, and he still has such good mentality and emotional intelligence.
Lockhart became more and more delighted as he watched. Seeing that Ian had just gotten up, his clothes were wrinkled, and some clothes were left on the cabinet next to him. With a wave of his wand, Ian's clothes were instantly flattened, as if they had been ironed. The clothes on the cabinet floated out and began to be put on Ian's body. The buttons on the clothes also started to tie together automatically. Soon, a clean-cut Ian appeared in front of Lockhart.
At this time, Ian's eyes were slightly moist, as if he was missing something. The last person to do this for him was his parents. After the death of his parents, as a Squib, he had no choice but to take matters into his own hands.
Lockhart saw Ian's expression and was slightly puzzled, but he didn't think deeply. He opened his suitcase, stretched out his hand to signal, and said in a deep voice to Ian, "Ian, come in. There may be your future seniors or juniors inside."
After hearing what Lockhart said and seeing the magic suitcase in front of him, Ian felt excited and stepped into it.
After Ian entered, Lockhart closed the suitcase and opened a portal again. Tonight, he would gather all the qualified Squibs.
As soon as Ian entered the suitcase, he saw a staircase. At the same time, a house elf appeared in front of him, which was Coffy. Coffy looked at Ian and introduced himself, "I am the master Lockhart's house elf, Coffy. Next, I will take you into the master's practice room, where you can rest and wait. Master has ordered that when everyone is gathered, he will tell you what you should know."
After listening to what Coffy said, Ian nodded to express his understanding. Then, he followed Coffy down the stairs and passed through a long corridor. Walking in the corridor, Ian turned to look at the window next to him and was surprised to find that there was a flat lawn outside. But it was already night, and the sky was dark, making it difficult to see the specific scene. However, he could still vaguely see some animals on the lawn.
Without enough time to think deeply, Ian followed Coffy forward and entered a spacious space. Looking around, there were some alchemy puppets scattered around the edge of the middle aisle, as if they could be summoned for battle at any time. At the front, several figures could be seen. Ian followed Coffy and walked forward along the middle aisle, and the figures became clearer. He found two young men, about the same age as him. Presumably, like him, they were Squibs recognized by Professor Lockhart and might become his seniors or juniors in the future.
Coffy brought Ian here and said directly, "I have finished what the master told me to do. You can just wait here quietly. If you are thirsty or hungry, there is some food and drink over there; you can just help yourself."
After saying that, without waiting for Ian to reply, Coffy teleported away. As for Coffy, he would not pay attention to these Squibs unless the master ordered him to do so.
Immediately, Ian walked forward and started talking to the two young men who were also Squibs. With his eloquence, which he had continuously trained over the years, he soon started chatting with them lively, as if they were friends he hadn't seen for many years. During this period, one after another, Ian saw that Coffy brought several more Squibs, some male and female, and their ages were not much different from his. However, he discovered that everyone present had one thing in common: they were wearing ordinary clothes, without particularly nice clothes or gorgeous jewelry. This meant that most people were in the same situation as him, living a relatively ordinary life, or in other words, poverty. It made him think.
After a while, suddenly, a familiar figure appeared. It was Professor Lockhart.
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