Forget it, what does this have to do with him, a third-grader?

Ivan thought for a long time and finally shook his head, the solution was not impossible, but that was something that Dumbledore and the Minister of Magic, Fudge, should consider.

And the close ties between the Ministry of Magic and the Muggle Prime Minister suggest that things are far more complicated than he thought....

Ivan quickly put this system mission behind him, and he didn't intend to touch this kind of deadly mission...

"Ivan, what did you just say?" Hermione asked in a strange voice, isn't the Ministry of Magic good? Why is it suddenly over?

"No... You must have misheard me, I didn't say anything. Ivan came back to his senses, looked at Hermione, and shook his head.

Hermione glanced at Ivan with a strange expression, but she didn't care.

A Muggle studies lesson was quickly spent with a lecture by Professor Keriddy Bubbag.

In order to be able to get more academic points, Ivan naturally took out the spirit of answering questions in the first two academic years, as long as Professor Bubaji asked questions in class, Ivan would stand up and answer them as soon as possible.

Professor Bubbaji was also extremely satisfied with Ivan, and it was the first time she had seen a young wizard have such a deep understanding of the conflict between the wizarding world and the Muggle world, and she did not hesitate to add more than thirty points to Ivan in one class.

After class, Ivan left the Muggle Studies classroom satisfied.

If only he could be like this in every class, in that case, Ivan believes that he can earn more than 200 grade points in a day.

Hermione looked at him a little depressed, as long as Ivan was in the classroom, there was no room for others to perform.

Just as Hermione was about to say something, she heard a voice behind her.

"It's the most boring class I've ever taken! Why do we need to know about Muggle-built cars and airplanes? With a wave of our wand, we can go anywhere we want! ”

Ivan and Hermione turned their heads to see that it was a girl in Slytherin robes, she looked arrogant, and the young wizards next to her nodded as they listened to her words.

Hermione listened for a while, and couldn't help but ask out loud. "Since you're not interested in Muggle studies, what are you going to do with it?"

The haughty Slytherin girl looked at Hermione in surprise, and then said disdainfully. "I'm taking this class to understand why Muggles are so stupid that they can't even learn magic!"

These words immediately caused some young wizards to laugh.

In the hallway, many Muggle students glared at them...

"If it weren't for the Muggle Protection Act, we would have been able to turn Muggles around with a little magic." The Slytherin girl didn't mean to stop, she wasn't interested in Professor Bubbagy's theories, which were crazy in the wizarding world...

"Also, what are you doing so much for Muggles? Or are you actually a mudblood? I think Hogwarts should be a little more rigorous when it comes to admissions, and it's better to only recruit us gifted pure-blood wizards. The Slytherin girl sneered.

Ivan frowned, but Hermione was the first to scold.

"Enough!"

"It's true that my parents were Muggles, but the vast majority of my classes were Outstanding when I took exams last school year, what about you? Did you do it? ”

"And as far as I know, many famous wizards are half-blood, or Muggle families. Lineage does not determine a person's talents! Purebloods aren't smarter than Muggles either! ”

Hermione said sharply, and the proud Slytherin girl didn't know what to say, and finally said angrily.

"So what? My dad is the head of the Department of Magical Communications, and I'm going to be better than you mudbloods in the future! ”

"Then you're going to continue to rely on your father," Hermione snorted.

The Slytherin girl was so angry that she gritted her teeth and drew her wand to cast a spell.

But Hermione moved faster, pointing her wand at the other party first.

A brilliant red light flew out from the tip of the wand and struck the Slytherin girl, who let out an ear-piercing scream and fell to the ground, and the wand in her hand came out of her hand...

"Let's go!" Hermione reached out and took the wand that was flying in mid-air, threw it in front of the other party, and then pulled Ivan away.

Hermione grabbed Ivan's wrist and walked aimlessly all the way before she was relieved, and then she began to regret it a little again, and said with annoyance.

"Professor Dumbledore clearly told me not to have too much contact with other people when using the time converter, I wouldn't have done anything to her if I had known, and there will definitely be a lot of people who will guess that we are in two places at the same time!"

They're going to have three classes at the same time this morning, and there's always a little wizard who will find out.

"Ignore the rules, we're going to have to do this for the whole school year, unless everybody is stupid, or someone will guess something."

Ivan had always felt that the taboos Dumbledore had spoken about were not at all reliable, and that they were probably used to fool them so that they would not abuse the power of the time-turner.

There are only two things that make Ivan a little jealous.

The first is to deliberately change the past, such as appearing in front of oneself in the past.

The second is that the time for a single backtrack is too long.

Ivan hadn't forgotten that the system's magic inventory clearly stated that with each rotation of the time turner, time rewinds by an hour, and the risk increases by a point...

What exactly does this risk mean?

Ivan felt that he had better find a chance to confirm, but he expected to go back dozens of days, and if something happened in the middle of such a long backtrack, it would undoubtedly affect his plans.

Thinking of this, Ivan's face had a hint of gloom, but soon Ivan's face returned to normal, and he didn't want Hermione to see something.

"By the way, Hermione, your magic is more powerful than I thought!" Ivan asked jokingly, and with his eyes, he could naturally see that the level of the disarming spell that Hermione had released just now was not low, and it was almost close to the third level... That's the average level of graduates.

This is a lot stronger than her in the original plane...

"It's nothing compared to Ivan—" Hermione shook her head, watching Ivan feel an inexplicable sense of frustration.

She has been practicing all kinds of spells for the past few school years, but each time she can feel that the gap between herself and Ivan seems to be getting bigger and bigger.