Chapter 49: Returning Again

After walking out of the Undetectable Extension Charm-enhanced space, Ian chose to return to his room to rest for a while. As for Irene, she was not a child, and the stairs were left for her, so she just let it go.

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Time always passes by quietly without us noticing.

It has been nearly a month since Irene last entered the infinitely extended space, and it is almost time for Ian to return to Hogwarts.

During this period of time, he and Irene had lived a very fulfilling life. Ian studied alchemy while working hard on potions.

Although there has not been any substantial breakthrough, his long-term efforts have enabled him to accumulate a wealth of basic knowledge in these two subjects.

In fact, this is also Ian's wish. It is not only due to Snape's previous teachings, but more importantly, his rich experience in his previous life. A tall building starts from the ground. This sentence has always been his life motto.

I silently glanced at the countdown in my mind: 23 hours, 17 minutes, and 36 seconds

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Ian also didn't plan to say anything to Irene during this time travel. It was just a one-second error.

He just needs to bring the backpack into the house at night. After all, when traveling between the two worlds, a spatial equipment like an infinitely extending backpack is indispensable and must not be left behind.

What is more important is to prevent Irene from being left in the backpack space. After all, she has stayed in the infinitely extended space several times before, so Ian must check it thoroughly.

This was not due to his selfishness, but because of the nature of his time travel.

Ian had previously thought about bringing some live chickens or cruppies from the magical world. The former would allow him to enjoy fresh eggs, while the latter could serve as an early warning patrol.

But after he brought a hen and did an experiment, he completely gave up the idea.

As expected, he failed. The death of the hen confirmed to him that his journey through time must be unique. From then on, he never dared to carry any living object again.

And from then on, Ian would check the items in his backpack before each crossing.

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On the other hand, the last night of the time travel countdown was still dull.

After dinner, Irene chose to go back to her room. In a world without electronic entertainment, they would almost always choose to go to bed at 8 or 9 o'clock in the evening.

After the other person left, Ian took his backpack into his room. As time passed, as the last second passed, Ian's figure also disappeared in the room.

At the same time, in the North Tower of Ravenclaw, under the curtains of the dormitory bed, Ian's figure appeared again.

"This time difference is really killing me..."

He complained somewhat helplessly, then took out a small bottle of Pepperup Potion from the drawer beside the bed, unscrewed it, and drank it in one gulp.

There was no other way. The time of travel was fixed, and the problem of jet lag was unavoidable, so Ian had to brew a lot of such vitality-nourishing potions so that he could drink them in time after each travel to restore his condition.

The potion took effect within a few seconds of taking it, making Ian, who was a little tired just now, instantly become energetic and full of energy.

Ian has a plan for every month of his time in Hogwarts, and this time is no exception. The first thing he does is to continue his in-depth study of alchemy and potions.

Secondly, he planned to pay attention to the publishing process of books in the magic world in his spare time. In the month of the end of the world, he had basically revised the book Rosen's Magical Journey. To call it a revision was actually just to replace some place names to prevent some common errors.

Born passionate, hidden in the ordinary.

Although Ian has a passionate pursuit of magic and a strong desire to explore, he still has to take care of his life, so he cannot do without material needs. Moving literary works has become a necessary means for him to earn Galleons.

At this time, Ian took out the pocket watch from his pocket and looked at the time.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

It was 7:05 in the morning, and the school auditorium served breakfast from 8:00 to 8:30 in the morning. The first class started at 9:00.

Thinking of this, Ian decisively got up from the bed, went to the bathroom and washed up simply, then picked up the wand that had been with him from beginning to end and cast a Scouring Charm on his clothes.

Then he turned his wand upside down and inserted it into the wand holster that was fixed to the lining of the robe.

He picked up the Standard Spells, Grade 3 and a brand-new notebook on the bedside bookshelf, picked up a feather pen that did not require ink from the pen holder, turned around, and walked out of the dormitory, closing the door gently.

The first class this morning was the Charms class taught by his own dean, so Ian had to leave early and not be late. This was also his first time attending a third-year Charms class after his conversation with Dean Flitwick.

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