"This professor actually placed your family in the same lineage as the Trelawneys? My goodness, was your ancestor famous priests serving the Sun God or some other deity?" Ian had learned about Hogwarts' Divination teacher, Sybil Trelawney, who was a crazy but indeed possessed Prophet bloodline woman.
The whole Harry Potter story seems to be just because of Sybil Trelawney's prophecy? The Trelawney family's weight can definitely make even Voldemort feel worried and take it seriously.
"Actually, I don't know either; I only know that our family did have a few prophets." Aurora blinked her eyes, looking as if she had just heard this information herself.
"This should be the blessing of bloodline." Ian had studied the "Bloodline Origin" and was well aware of various traits that could be inherited, all belonging to the hidden special factors in wizard bloodlines.
"Do you want to study it?" Aurora extended her fair arm, her gaze seemingly asking Ian if he wanted to extract some of it, as if she didn't value this special trait much.
"Let's talk about it later, talk about it later."
Ian found it hard to handle Aurora's reaction. As they whispered to each other, Sinistra had already officially begun teaching the little wizards Astronomy Class.
"Our class doesn't require wands, just sufficient patience and observational skills. Over the next five years, I will lead everyone to understand different planets and the trajectories of their operations."
"In the Wizarding World, the operations of these planets have significance, and you'll find the secrets of the universe here. I think it's hard for anyone not to fall in love with that feeling."
The first class.
Professor Sinistra first taught the little wizards how to distinguish different planets using a large model, then began letting all students use astronomical instruments to find corresponding stars in the night sky.
Honestly, if one were to choose the closest course to a Muggle School, Astronomy Class is definitely even closer than Muggle Studies Class. This course doesn't have any mysterious magic, nor does it have knowledge of divination and prophecy, only using very old instruments to observe the stars above.
Of course.
In years to come, it will become a foundation for studying Divination Class, but the current learning process is incredibly boring in Ian's view, and might become a course he ranks just below Magic History.
However, Aurora was observing with great interest, and everyone was observing while Professor Sinistra was lecturing about the knowledge little wizards needed to understand.
"Perhaps among everyone here, there are children from Muggle families, as well as half-blood little wizards living in the Muggle World, but I sincerely hope you don't overly associate Muggle astronomy with ours. The two have differences in understanding and basic viewpoints of things."
"For example, Muggles have always believed there are nine planets in the solar system, but we in the Wizarding World only acknowledge eight. I think the ones in error certainly aren't us."
Professor Sinistra's lecture was filled with confidence in wizards.
However.
Since it was nighttime, Professor Sinistra's tone didn't have that rap-like feel, and the number of little wizards yawning, much like Ian, was genuinely numerous.
This is a very tiring class.
After class, Ian almost immediately rushed towards the tower's stairs—he wasn't in a hurry to sleep but needed to find some materials for his potion.
Who doesn't need to always carry a few Infinite Firepower Potions when going out? Even though Snape doesn't allow Ian to sell them, he wanted to brew some as trump cards he might use.
Of course.
To avoid Snape's detection, Ian even tinkered with an air purifier that effectively filtered the scent of Infinite Firepower Potion's preliminary brewing process into the scent of Vitality Potion—mainly the hurried production made it impossible for Ian's skills to immediately create a purifier that transforms the scent into a colorless and odorless gas.
It's like making the Bone Crushing and Ash Scattering Box, where the simplest method is to transform one substance into another without significant changes in mass.
"Hope Hagrid hasn't slept yet!"
Ian bid farewell to Aurora and headed straight for the secret passage, skillfully exiting the school, then raced towards Hagrid's cabin on his long legs. Maybe Ian's luck was off, as Hagrid's cabin didn't have any lights, making it unclear whether he was asleep or patrolling the Forbidden Forest.
"I don't know if Hagrid sleeps greetinglessly."
Ian hesitated at the door for a moment, contemplating knocking, but if unsuccessful, he'd return tomorrow. However, before he raised his hand to knock on the wooden door with his knuckles.
"Prince! You're breaking the school rules again!"
A familiar voice rang in his ear.
Just realizing it was his furious uncle, Ian felt a presence behind him, then found himself lifted by the collar of his robe.
"This is the Forbidden Forest! You dared sneak into such a dangerous area!" Snape was indeed furious about Ian's actions; his loud roaring almost spouted spittle everywhere.
"I just came here to play with Hagrid!" Ian really hadn't planned on going to the Forbidden Forest tonight; he just wanted some frog brains and other products from the Forbidden Forest.