Reborn at Hogwarts

For a long time, Ivan, as a fan of the original book, has a special feeling for the Iron Triangle of Gryffindor.

After just realizing that he was in the world of "Harry Potter", Ivan also fantasized about whether he would meet them at some point.

Because I was one year older than Hermione, the oldest in the Iron Triangle, in Ivan's imagination during that time, I almost always appeared as a Hogwarts senior, or stepped forward to save Ha Leigh Potter was in the water and fire, or the hero rescued the beauty and helped Hermione out of danger, or he and Draco Malfoy blocked Ron Weasley in the corner and kicked his ass.

Later, Ivan learned that he was a Squib without any ability to cast spells, and while he was disheartened, this kind of evil thoughts gradually faded away.

So much so that when he followed his parents to the Weasleys' house as a guest, even though he met Ron who was still a little kid with a runny nose, Ivan didn't have the idea of ​​kicking his ass anymore.

In fact, the two have gradually become acquainted, and they will exchange letters from time to time.

Although he no longer has any obsession with the future of the Iron Triangle, Ivan was still taken aback when he ran into Hermione in the corridor of the hospital.

The current Hermione is not the domineering and preaching little witch in the original book, but a Muggle girl who has just come into contact with the world of wizards and knows almost nothing about magic.

Because of this, when she plucked up the courage to ask Ivan for directions, the little girl looked a little nervous and her eyes were evasive, for fear that this seemingly kind little boy would use magic to make things difficult for her after discovering her Muggle identity. she.

Fortunately, Ivan didn't have any thoughts on this.

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"In front is the office where the chief therapist in charge of this floor usually works." Ivan pointed to a closed black door not far ahead, and said to Hermione.

"But I can't guarantee that there are people in it now. St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries receives patients from almost the entire UK, so they are usually very busy." Ivan immediately added.

"It's okay, it's not something that's really urgent." Hermione glanced at Ivan excitedly, "Thank you for sending me here."

After finishing speaking, she took two quick steps to the office door, raised her hand and knocked lightly twice.

"Come in!" A muffled voice came from inside the house.

Before Hermione could turn the handle, the door opened silently and automatically.

Frightened by this scene, the little girl took a step back, her eyes widened.

Taking a few deep breaths to calm her down, Hermione was just about to enter the door when Ivan pulled her from behind.

"I'll go in with you." Ivan smiled at her, and without giving the little girl a chance to object, he dragged her into the office.

The fifth floor of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries is called "Spell Injury Department". As the name suggests, most of the patients they receive on weekdays are patients who have been affected or injured by various spells, and many of them have been attacked by black magic. Poor man who needs lifelong hospital maintenance treatment.

The main therapist in charge of this layer is a middle-aged man named John Smith, who is unsmiling and even harsh.

But Ivan knows that this guy is actually like this only in front of his subordinates. When the other party is rich and powerful, his attitude can change so quickly that you can't react at all.

That's why Ivan came in with Hermione. Although the Director of the Department of Regulation and Control of Fantastic Beasts is not considered a high-ranking position, it is still much better than a lonely Muggle girl.

When Ivan led Hermione into the office, Mr. John Smith immediately recognized the boy's identity, quickly put down the papers he was pretending to be holding, and stood up with a smile on his face to greet him.

"Isn't this Ivan? Why did you come to see me at this time? Oh, you should have a good rest after the ward rounds. If there is anything else, please let me know." Mr. Smith said complainingly.

Fart, at this time, unless you get sick suddenly, you won't be able to find the staff of the hospital at all... Ivan slandered.

Now he didn't need to deal with this guy, he just smiled perfunctorily, and pushed Hermione in front of him, "Uncle Smith, she has something to ask for you."

"Oh, you're the little Muggle girl who was injured in the dark wizard attack, aren't you?" Smith even remembered Hermione's situation.

"Yes, doctor...Mr. Chief Therapist." Hermione realized that she had said something wrong in the middle of her sentence, and hurriedly corrected it, but noticed that Mr. Smith was still looking at her with a smile, as if he didn't care about this detail at all. The little girl couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief, "I want to ask a question about my parents... The Aurors only took me to the hospital, and I haven't seen my parents until now." .”

"Ah, I understand what you mean." Mr. Smith patiently listened to Hermione's narration, picked up the wand on the table and waved it lightly, and a stack of thick documents automatically flew from the cabinet to his In his hand, he flipped to the corresponding page with a "crash".

"Hermione Granger, birthday is September 19th... Happy birthday to you in advance, little girl... Father is Wendell Granger, mother is Monica Granger, Muggle healer by profession Teacher..." Mr. Smith carefully checked the documents in his hand.

"It's the dentist..." Hermione muttered something under her breath, and Ivan thought Mr. Smith heard this because his eyebrows twitched.

"I have fully understood your situation." A moment later, Mr. Smith closed the document in his hand and nodded to Hermione, "Because your parents were not injured in the attack three days ago, so we can only You come here alone for treatment. But don’t worry, our professionals and your parents have explained it, and they approve of our plan very much, and are willing to cooperate with the Ministry of Magic to erase their memory afterwards.”

"Erase memory?" Hermione was stunned.

"Yes, girl. Didn't the Aurors tell you?" Mr. Smith stroked Hermione's disheveled hair. "Muggles—those who are not gifted with magic—are not legally allowed to learn about wizards." What happened to your family this time is a special situation, according to the law, the commissioner of the Ministry of Magic will send you home after your treatment is over, and erase your memories of this time."

He spread his hands: "Then you will completely forget everything related to magic and wizards, and continue to live a Muggle life without interfering with us."

"No—this is really—" Hermione seemed to be unable to accept this statement, her face was flushed, and she was stammering to say something, but Ivan stopped her in time.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Smith." Ivan thanked him, then pulled Hermione and turned to leave.

"You're welcome, young man." Mr. Smith waved his hand at him with a smile, "Come and play when you have time - say hello to your father for me! I've always loved Fantastic Beasts, and he knows it!"