Chapter 3: Broken memory

A piercing heart to meet?

Still burned to death with fierce fire?

Ivan couldn't help but shudder thinking about the tragic experience that might happen, trying hard to retrieve the memory of the original body.

didn't know if it was because of the crossing, these memories seemed to be shattered and hidden in the depths, letting Ivan want to break his head was nothing.

"Damn it, if only I could remember more memories." Ivan muttered to himself with a headache. It seems that before the end of the semester, he must learn to contemplate the mind, and then find a way to use the meditation basin in the principal's office to sort it out. Memory, otherwise it is very likely to wear help.

In other words, Ivan doesn’t even know where his home is now...

There is no one who can mix with him.

"Harry Potter!"

Just as Ivan's head was thinking about how to get into the forbidden book area and learn to take the mind, Professor McGonagall's high voice drew Ivan's attention back to the sorting ceremony.

It's not just Ivan. At this moment, all the little wizards and professors turned their eyes to the stage, like a repeat of Ivan when he took the stage, but obviously Ivan's little speciality is naturally incomparable with the prestige of the savior.

As a thin and cramped little wizard with glasses came onto the stage, there was a warm applause from below, and the second-year Gryffindors next to Ivan were all red with their palms, staring fiercely. Looking at the forehead that was covered by a little hair, he seemed to expect to see the lightning-like scar.

"Harry Potter? Is she talking about Harry Potter?"

"My mother said he defeated the mysterious man when he was born!"

"I wish he could be assigned to Gryffindor!"

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The magic of magic, for the upper-grade little wizard who has seen it many times, has long been familiar, but for Ivan, who has really experienced magic for the first time, it is still very new.

Dumbledore stood up slowly at this time, UU reading www. The eyes of uukanshu.com also focused on the stage following Dumbledore's actions.

"Ha, since we are all fed and drunk, let me say a few more words. I am going to post a few announcements of the school start now."

Dumbledore's voice echoed in the hall, his eyes swept over the new students standing under the stage, and then he looked at Brother Weasley.

"New students should pay special attention: the woods on the playground are strictly prohibited for students to enter. I think this point should also be kept in mind by senior students."

"Our administrator, Mr. Filch, wants me to remind you that you are not allowed to use magic in the hallway between classes."

"The Quidditch player test will be conducted in the second week..."

After briefly emphasizing the rules that exist in each semester, Dumbledore paused briefly and raised his tone again.

"Finally, I must warn you that people who do not want to die tragically should not go to the third-floor corridor on the right within this year!"

Ivan couldn't help but complain about Dumbledore's fishing remarks after listening.

Guang said how dangerous it was, but didn't reveal other news, or even why you couldn't go there, with a mysterious look. How could this make some little wizards who are full of curiosity bear it?

Sure enough, Dumbledore's stern warning didn't seem to have had its due effect. A few freshmen even laughed indifferently, but the senior students showed serious expressions.

Of course, this does not include the two Weasley brothers with serious faces. The two are discussing something secretly. Ivan guessed that they might go to the corridor that could make people tragic to take a look.

It's just that Ivan felt that before that, Dumbledore would talk to them in person in advance, or let Administrator Filch focus on them.

lest they do something...