Librarian at Hogwarts

Ignat returned to his seat holding the wine glass.

During the time he left, Bascida felt very uncomfortable.

She had never experienced such a chaotic scene before her. In her eyes, it looked like chaos.

"Mr. Ignat, I always feel that the people here are very complicated. Look, those people over there must be Muggles by their appearance..."

Bastida took a sip of mead. She needed something to moisten her throat.

Then she secretly pointed at another table of people dressed in completely different styles.

"Yes, it's a mixed bag here."

"Muggles, wizards...even people with special bloodlines will come here, such as werewolves and so on."

Ignat calmly took a sip of firewhiskey.

"What? Muggles...you mean those are Muggles? How come they are here...I mean, aren't the people at the Ministry of Magic afraid that these Muggles will expose the wizard's affairs? ?I heard that Muggles don’t seem to have a good attitude towards wizards..."

"Yes, some Muggles have a very bad attitude towards wizards. I heard that they promote the use of flames to eliminate virus-like existences like wizards." Ignat took another sip of his wine glass, and his tone seemed to be saying something. A very common thing.

"Oh, that's such a shame...", muttered Bathida.

"By the way, Mr. Ignat. I think your goal has been achieved now. Can you start talking about what happened when you apparated?"

Bascida asked as if she finally remembered the main reason for her trip.

"Of course, of course."

Igno was not the kind of person to break his promise.

"I did see something. When I apparated..."

"I felt like I saw a large barrier...and then I was like a bug, yes...like a bug was about to get into this barrier."

Bastida suddenly laughed, her laughter was very pleasant.

"Mr. Igno, this is the first time I heard someone compare himself to a bug."

"Image metaphor."

Igno raised his eyebrows, and his deep eyes happened to look at Basilda.

Bascida's heart immediately beat hard, she picked up the mead and took a sip. At this moment, she was grateful to have a glass of wine in front of her.

"Then what? Mr. Ignat." Bascida gently put down her wine glass and continued to ask.

"Then...I tried to come in from different places...At that time, all I wanted to do was get into the school quickly."

"This process is very fast. Basically if this place doesn't work, I will move to another place and try again, and then I finally found a place... The magic here seems not to be repulsive to me... Then I suddenly I can enter the school. Well, that’s it.”

Ignat finished speaking, and then looked at Bascida with a smile.

There was obvious surprise on Basilda's face.

"Mr. Ignat, didn't you get bounced back by the spell when you were disapparating? There is an anti-disapparation spell in the school, and everyone who tries to disapparate will be bounced back immediately. , some people will even be harmed by this spell."

"But according to what you said, you were not rebounded by magic, and you were even able to find magical power that is close to you. This is so unbelievable..."

Ignat shrugged and said helplessly, "I think this may be a personal talent. I have unique insights in the field of magic."

"Oh, this is really admirable." Bathida rolled her eyes at him quietly.

Originally, Bathida thought there was a loophole in the school's spell, so she only needed to find the loophole and fix it.

But now it seems that it is entirely due to Igno's own fault.

But, can a normal wizard have such ability?

It was difficult for Bascida to make this judgment in her heart. Even if she had been studying for many years, she could not give a reasonable explanation that could convince herself.

She believed what Igno said about magic affinity.But she felt that it should not appear in counter-spells. Otherwise, wouldn't it be easily disintegrated by Ignat, similar to some concealment spells or protective spells?

"This is really mind-boggling."

Bascida muttered in her heart, but fortunately, this also proved that the school's anti-disapparation spell had not failed, so there was no need to recast the spell to make up for it.

At this moment, a tall and thin man with sunken cheeks and long hair wearing a black top hat sat next to Igno.

The circles under his eyes were dark and he looked like he had no energy.But fortunately, his eyes are still bright.

As soon as the long-haired man sat down, he naturally took Ignat's firewhiskey and took a sip without hesitation.

After drinking, a trace of rosy appeared on his originally pale face, and he said to Igno, "I almost thought you died in some wilderness... If old Tom hadn't said you went there As for Hogwarts...you are so lucky, Hogwarts is willing to take you in."

After saying that, he glanced at Bascida who was sitting opposite with a confused look on her face, took off her top hat like a gentleman, and said kindly, "I'm sorry, ma'am. I didn't notice at all that someone like you was sitting opposite me. Such a beautiful and noble lady. Please allow me to introduce myself, Neil Prewett, just call me Neil.”

"Stop talking nonsense. Bring me the wine!" Igno snatched the wine glass over, as if he was afraid that Neil would drink all the wine in the glass alone.

"Oh, my good buddy, it really hurts my heart when you say this. Didn't I just drink two sips of your wine?" Neil yelled exaggeratedly, and then sobbed twice, deliberately pretending to be pitiful. appearance.

"It seems... I'd better buy you two more drinks..." Bascida had obviously never seen such a scene.

The two men were like children fighting for candy on Halloween, as if if you didn't give him candy the next second, he would sit on the ground and start crying.

In order to avoid seeing this scene, Bathida decided to give the two of them another drink.

As soon as Basilda left, Neil patted Igno on the shoulder and said with a bad smile, "Igno, I think this girl is much better than the ones you had before. You can't be I decided to get married, have children, and retire to the mountains and forests."

"Idiot." Ignat glanced at Neil, "This other person is the real professor of Hogwarts. You should stop having bad intentions."

"What happened to Professor? Weren't you also a professor before? Although you resigned...but you are Igno, Igno Peverell!" Neil seemed to be angry at Igno's words of lowering his status.

"So what? You are still Neil Prewett. From the Holy Spirit, noble, ancient..." Ignat stopped mid-sentence.

Because he happened to see a familiar figure, that was Septimus Malfoy.He was talking to a wizard whose appearance he couldn't see clearly, and not long after, the two left one after another.

Neil obviously didn't notice this at this time. He supported his chin with his hand and said feebly, "Yeah, we are all a fallen family."