Librarian at Hogwarts

In the huge principal's office, only Ignat and Dippet were left.That's if you don't count the wizards hanging on the walls.

"What we can do now is to wait for Miss Rita to get better, hoping that she can provide some clues, maybe we can deduce how she fell into such evil magic... This is the only way There’s a way.”

Dippet slowly sat on his office chair. He supported his pointed chin with his hands, but kept looking at Igno with his clear eyes.

Ignat felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by Dippet.

Who could stand to be watched all the time by the headmaster of the prestigious magic academy?

"Principal, can I... leave? My little guy seems to be waiting for me in the Forbidden Forest..."

Dippet asked curiously: "What is yours?"

"That's what I usually call it, little one...oh Bowtruckle, eh."

Ignat became a little worried about the little guy.

Thinking of the little guy alone in that dangerous forest, it's really hard to imagine what kind of disaster would befall it.

"It's your magical animals...well, you really need to take good care of them."

"Oh, by the way, Igno, what happened to that girl is of course related to the black magic she was possessed by. I hope you can keep it a secret for the time being."

Principal Dippet's tone was very soft, and his eyes were no longer focused on Igno.

He seemed to be thinking about something while not forgetting to give instructions to Igno.

"No problem, principal. I will remember it." Ignat nodded. In fact, he didn't intend to say a word to anyone.

He once served as a teacher, and he certainly knew that the consequences of this matter not being spread were simple.

Weird black magic...students injured...everything is undoubtedly a deep sea bomb, and it is enough to immediately plunge the school into a frenzy of public opinion.

Maybe the Ministry of Magic will even dispatch a large number of Aurors to arrest all relevant people for interrogation.

Ignat finally had a peaceful life, and of course he didn't want this tranquility to be broken. He just wanted to wake up from the bed comfortably every day, and then take Xiu Xiu to sort out the books. , you can also have a honey donut in the afternoon.

"Then Principal Dippet, if there is nothing else for me, I will leave first... My little guy is probably still waiting for me in the Forbidden Forest..." Ignat said this At the same time, the feet began to slowly move out.

"Go ahead. Remember not to disapparate in school next time. I can't guarantee that you will have such good luck every time."

Dippet gave the instructions again and fell into deep thought. Obviously, today's events had a great impact on this visionary wizard.

Ignat did not delay or think about discussing the life-draining black magic with Principal Dippet. In fact, he was not interested in these unfounded legends at all.

He already wanted to run away.

Just as he stepped into the spiral staircase with the head and body of a gryphon, he faintly heard a lot of discussion.

"...God, you don't really believe in the absurd notion of absorbing life and seizing magic power!"

"I think this might be the Dark Lord's method...or maybe it's this kid's trick...he's here to test us."

"...Don't forget, he is someone who can use Apparition at will in the school..."

Ignat curled his lips and turned a deaf ear to these arguments.

He was worried about the Bowtruckle and subconsciously wanted to disapparate, but when he thought of Principal Dippet's instructions to him, he finally chose the healthy and environmentally friendly way of running out of school.

As soon as he left the school, Igno immediately apparated to the Tree of Life.

"Little guy, where are you?"

Igno shouted loudly, and he saw his God-calling guard standing next to the Tree of Life, with a black bag containing Motla rats in his mouth, but the Bowtruckle was not there.

"It won't have any accidents..."

Ignat was a little worried, he was afraid that he would see the Bowtruckle torn apart.You know, Ignat met this Bowtruckle in his hometown - Godric's Hollow. Since then, he has always carried it with him, which is very meaningful to him.

But the actions of the God-calling guard made Igno immediately feel at ease.

The silver unicorn kicked the roots of the Tree of Life at its feet, as if to say that the Bowtruckle was beneath the tree.

Ignat quickly looked in the direction pointed by the unicorn. Sure enough, there was a small hole next to the root of the Tree of Life, and there was a lot of soil piled next to the small hole.

This must be the little guy's masterpiece.

Ignat felt a lot more at ease now, and he tried to summon the bowtruckle under the soil.

Unexpectedly, the little guy pulled two balls of dirt and appeared in front of him immediately.

"Little one! Did you enjoy your adventure?"

Igno was completely relieved at this time and was in a joking mood.

He placed a hand in front of the Bowtruckle and motioned for it to crawl onto his finger as usual.

But Bowtruckle did not do this.

On the contrary, as if it had made some amazing discovery, it twisted its slender body vigorously on the ground, and then stretched out two branches and pulled Igno's fingers vigorously.

Ignat thought the Bowtruckle had discovered traces of the Motla Rat, and he smiled.

"The Motla rat has been caught, little one, your adventure can end here."

After speaking, he tried to pick up the Bowtruckle. After all, he also wanted to see the outcome of the battle between the Fire Snake and the Acromantula.

If the Fire Snake successfully subdued the Acromantula, he might be able to collect the spider's venom and sell it for a good price in Diagon Alley.

"Let's go, little one."

To Igno's curiosity, the Bowtruckle didn't want to leave.

It was waving its body more fiercely now, as if it had made some amazing discovery.

"Isn't there something buried under this tree of life?"

Ignat didn't feel that he was lucky enough to be able to dig out treasures when he went out. On the contrary, he felt that he was lucky enough not to encounter some vicious magical creatures.He has always felt that he has characteristics that attract magical creatures, especially difficult characters.

"Okay, let's dig in and see."

Bowtruckle knew that Ignatius understood what he meant, and this time he happily jumped into Ignatius's hand.

Then, Ignat waved the wand in his hand towards the shallow hole and said.

"Expulso! (Flying sand and rocks)"