Chapter 906 Mind and Boggart

? Once the war starts, it is inevitable that many people will die.

Ai Wen raised his head and looked at the room full of laughter and laughter, and he couldn't tell how many people would survive.

Even as powerful as Dumbledore can't protect everyone, he can only make sure that nothing happens to Hermione...

This is his bottom line, and it is also something that must be done with all his strength.

Ivan turned his head and saw Hermione looking at him. He held Hermione's right hand, and his heart became somewhat more at ease.

No matter what the future holds, no matter what risks he faces, he will never let go of this girl's hand.

Harry took the photo with mixed feelings, and he looked at the happy faces on it.

In fact, he had seen pictures of his parents before, and he had seen Wormtail with his own eyes, but they suddenly jumped in front of him when he was least prepared, no one would like it, he thought angrily, there are other people ...

Benji Fenwick, who found only fragments of his body, Mrs. Weasley's brothers, Gideon and Fabian Prewett, who died heroically, and the Longbottoms, who were Tortured into madness.

These people are forever waving happily at the pictures, and no one knows the doom that awaits them.

Well, Moody would probably find this amusing, but Harry found it disturbing.

He made up his mind to learn a few more spells from Aiwen, improve his own strength, and protect the people around him.

Ivan has proved his strength. Harry has never seen or heard of a 14-year-old little wizard becoming the president of the student union. He almost watched Ivan grow up step by step, from a Muggle who didn't know anything to a A powerful wizard.

Ivan's work on magic made Harry feel ashamed, with the help of the Philosopher's Stone and the Slytherin Locket.

Since it was his established destiny to fight Voldemort, he must try to become as strong as possible...

Meanwhile, Ron, who was chatting with Mr. Weasley, was also thinking about it.

He secretly looked at Ivan and Hermione standing there holding hands, and then hurriedly looked back.

After Ai Wen became the chairman of the Boys' Student Union, his prefect was nothing, and there was really a big difference.

Everyone is concerned about Aiwen, except for his mother, no one is talking about him becoming a prefect.

This made Ron heave a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he felt somewhat lost and inexplicably disappointed.

He still remembered what Percy said, being a prefect is only the first step, and only becoming a prefect is eligible to become the chairman of the God Student Union.

But now, no one else has this qualification before Aiwen graduates, even if he becomes a prefect.

Ron doesn't care about prefects, student union presidents, etc., but this is not good news after all, is it?

To be honest, he also thinks that Aiwen is qualified to be the chairman of the student union. Simply speaking, in terms of magical strength, there is no student who is stronger than Aiwen in the school. As for why Aiwen is so powerful, he has also summarized a lot before. Second-rate.

In Ron's view, it was mainly because of the help of the Philosopher's Stone and the Slytherin Locket.

If other people can have these magic items, and work harder, they will become as strong as Ivan.

It's a pity that the remaining three Sorcerer's Stones left by the four founders are nowhere to be seen. They have discussed it many times, but there is no answer. Ron has no clue at all. As for the Slytherin locket, there is only one... …

Immediately, Ron thought of Ivan's previous discovery in the acromant spider's lair.

The stone slab engraved with the map of Greece, in addition to the locket, contains Slytherin's wand, ring, and the staff of the two snakes. These seem to be powerful magic items. If you can get one of them...

Ron shook his head vigorously. The items left by that old madman in Slytherin were too dangerous, and only Ivan could use them.

However, it seems that there is only one feasible way to become as powerful as Aiwen.

After receiving the photo and handing it to Harry, Moody went to talk to Professor McGonagall, Lupine, and Kingsley. Harry stared at the photo in a daze, while Ivan and Hermione left the kitchen holding hands. something to say.

Although the two of them had been talking all afternoon, it wasn't enough.

If possible, Aiwen and Hermione can talk for a whole night now without getting bored or feeling tired.

In the afternoon, Ivan was still helping Hermione think about how to be a good prefect. Now the situation is just the opposite. She wants to help Ivan do a good job as the president of the student council and live up to the hopes of Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall.

Tomorrow is the first day of school, and Aiwen still has to give instructions to the prefects...

Compared to Hermione's nervousness, Ivan didn't care. He only had one rule here: don't cause trouble.

If someone wants to mess with it, he doesn't mind using them to practice magic.

But since Hermione wanted to say that Ivan had no reason to refuse, he could go back to the room on the second floor that the two of them used in the afternoon to chat slowly.

The night was long and there was a lot of time. He even thought that he could change his posture later...

They walked up the stairs in the foyer hand in hand, past the heads of the house elves who were huddled together, Hermione kept talking, trying to help Alvin with ideas, but stopped suddenly when they approached the landing on the second floor .

They heard a voice, someone was crying in the living room, Ivan and Hermione looked at each other.

"That sounds like Mrs. Weasley's voice?" said Hermione. "Is something wrong?"

The two walked quickly up the last few stairs, crossed the landing, and pushed open the living room door.

There was a man crouching against the dark wall, wand in hand, shaking with sobs, and lying sprawled on the old dusty carpet in the bright moonlight was Ron, apparently already dead.

"Ron, what's going on?!" Hermione's eyes widened, and she held Ivan's right hand tightly.

Ron is dead, how is this possible, they saw him downstairs when they came up just now...

"Wait a minute, Hermione, it's Boggart!" Ivan said, feeling the magical reaction in the air, "Mrs. Weasley?"

"Slippery, ludicrous, ludicrous!" sobbed Mrs. Weasley, pointing her trembling wand at Ron's corpse.

Snapped! Ron's body had become Bill's, sprawled on his back, his empty eyes wide open.

Seeing Bill's body, Mrs. Weasley wept harder than before.

"Scary, funny, funny!" she said again, sobbing.

Snapped! Mr Weasley's body replaced Bill's.

His glasses were askew, and a stream of blood ran down his face.

"No!" moaned Mrs. Weasley. "No, funny funny! funny funny! funny funny!"

Snapped! Dead twins. Snapped! Dead Percy. Snapped! Dead Harry. Snapped! Dead Alvin.

"Okay, Mrs. Weasley, get out of here!" Ivan said, stepped forward hurriedly, and pulled out his wand.

Snapped! The Boggart in front of him had changed, it was Hermione's corpse!

"Funny funny!" Ivan said clearly and unequivocally.

Hermione's body was gone, the Boggart was making the final struggle, and the figure of the evil god appeared...