Chapter 312 Banban’s Infinite Reincarnation Hell

Where is this?

Hermione blinked. There was darkness all around, and there was a faint smell of potion in the space.

The sleepy little witch almost thought she was still dreaming.

Then the memories gradually came back, and an eardrum-shattering scream suddenly resounded in the empty classroom.

The next moment, the dazzling lights came on, and the dim classroom suddenly became bright. Hermione closed her eyes subconsciously, pulled the quilt randomly and huddled in the corner of the bed.

"Hermione, did you sleep well?"

A familiar voice sounded from the side, and Hermione opened her eyes again and found Ivan sitting in the corner of the room, brewing a pot of potion.

"Ivan, why am I here? I mean, why am I sleeping in the same bed?" Hermione huddled up with a red face and stammered.

The little witch vaguely remembered that she was reading in the classroom.

Ivan put down his work, turned his head, and said. "Don't you remember? You were too sleepy while reading, so you fell asleep on the table. I think you may be too tired these days, so I didn't wake you up."

"Then what's going on with this bed?" Hermione also thought about it at this time, and at the same time realized that this was indeed a classroom.

"Of course I used the transformation spell to make it so that you can sleep more comfortably," Ivan said with a smile.

"You should have woken me up," Hermione, who was hugging the quilt, said sheepishly. Although she was wearing clothes, there was always something strange about being stared at by Ivan while lying on the bed.

Ivan shook his head and did not reply. He turned around and continued to brew the potion.

Hermione also quickly got out of bed, but when she was pulling the quilt, she realized that she seemed to be holding something in her right hand. When she put it in front of her eyes, she saw it was a note.

The little witch looked at Ivan confused. She and Ivan were the only two people in the classroom. Ivan could only have placed this thing.

But is there anything you can’t say face to face?

Hermione opened the note very puzzled and was stunned when she saw the content.

[Bookshelf in the ninth row of the thirteenth row in the restricted book area "Black Magic Decoded"]

What does it mean? Go to the bookshelf in the ninth row of the thirteenth row of the restricted book area and get a book called "Decryption of Black Magic"?

Hermione turned her head and glanced at Ivan, but then she thought that this note was definitely not given to her by Ivan.

Who could that be?

Looking at the writing on it, the little witch had a vague guess, and then Ivan's voice came over.

"Hermione, why don't you come down? I have to leave."

"Yeah." Hermione quickly crumpled the paper into a ball and stuffed it into the pocket of the wizard's robe, then lifted the quilt and stood up to put on her shoes.

Ivan then waved his magic wand, and the soft bed twisted and disintegrated into a dozen square tables, returning to its original position.

The chairs, cauldrons and potion materials piled in the corner also flew into the air one by one and landed neatly on the table, making a tinkling sound as if they were playing music.

Ivan's smooth spellcasting opened the eyes of Hermione who was standing aside. She had never known that spellcasting could be so easy, freehand and beautiful.

"Okay, let's go!"

After Ivan finished tidying up the entire classroom, he turned around and went out, returning to the Gryffindor lounge with Hermione before leaving for their respective dormitories.

Opening the door, Ivan found that Harry and Ron were both in the dormitory, and the two were chatting about the Quidditch training not long ago.

Hearing the noise, both of them turned their heads, and Ron even spoke. "It just so happens that we are talking about you, Ivan!"

"What did you say about me?" Ivan was a little confused.

"I saw Diggory, the captain of the Hufflepuff team, at the training ground today. When he heard that you were quitting the Gryffindor team this year, he was extremely happy," Harry said.

"Even without me, they wouldn't have any chance! You are the best seeker in Hogwarts." Ivan patted Harry on the shoulder. He didn't want Wood to suddenly ask him to participate temporarily or something. .

"Hopefully." Harry shook his head. He didn't have much confidence. He heard that Hufflepuff's Seeker was a pretty good flyer, and he always had an ominous premonition.

Ivan vaguely remembered that this game would be interfered by dementors, but the game was still half a month away, so he ignored the topic and asked instead.

"By the way, Harry! Can you lend me your invisibility cloak for a few days?"

"What do you want that thing for?" Harry asked strangely.

"I'm going to Hogsmeade Village to buy some potion ingredients or something." Ivan casually gave a reason.

Harry didn't ask any more questions and dug out the strange silver-gray fabric that looked a bit like flowing liquid from his suitcase.

"Take it!" Harry handed the invisibility cloak to Ivan, and then reminded him loudly. "But you'd better be careful when you go out! Professor Dumbledore said this thing can't be hidden from dementors!"

"Come on, you might as well worry about those dementors," Ron complained at the side.

Harry scratched his head and then remembered that on the train, Ivan expelled dozens of dementors in one go. It seemed like this was really the case.

"I'll be careful!" Ivan nodded and put away the invisibility cloak.

At midnight, in the Gryffindor dormitory, after everyone fell asleep, a gray-black mouse opened its eyes and climbed out of the bed with great effort.

Just when he walked to the door of the dormitory, Peter faintly felt how familiar everything was.

If he turns his head now, will he find someone staring at him secretly?

This thought flashed through Peter's mind, and then a deep voice sounded behind him.

"Very good, you moved very quickly today."

Peter felt a chill in his heart. Before he could understand it, he was hit by a magic spell and his body became limp.

Ivan skillfully grabbed Peter's tail and led him out of the dormitory.

After Peter found out that he had been caught again, he struggled in fear, and at the same time a question arose in his mind, why should I say it again?

Dozens of minutes later, in the potion storage room of the Room of Requirement, Peter shivered and huddled in the corner, looking at Ivan who was getting closer.

"Hals, you may not know, but your father and I are very good comrades-in-arms. We once fought side by side."

"Enough! You have to say it again every time you come, and I will memorize it. Are you going to tell me about Sirius next?" Ivan interrupted Peter, shook the potion reagent in his hand, and spoke again He spoke.

"Come on, it's time to drink the medicine. Are you going to drink it yourself this time, or should I help you drink it?"

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