Hogwarts: Bloodline Legend-Chapter 576 - 165: Safety Measures! Ian’s Birthday!

Fortunately, the children didn't mind this; they just wanted to drink the beverage that Ian, their big brother, had poured. The restaurant echoed with the sound of "glug glug glug" as they drank.

"This is my gift."

Lupin awkwardly handed over a small box at this moment. When Ian opened it, it contained a greeting card, and the card likely cost less than the box itself.

"Thank you, Lupin, senior."

Ian also gave Lupin a smile.

He knew.

This impoverished werewolf was truly poor. Managing to scrape together a little money to buy him a greeting card, and even a box, must have been a significant financial sacrifice for Lupin.

"You know my situation..." Lupin clearly felt his gift was too meager, and his expression was quite embarrassed and awkward.

"For birthdays, happiness is the most important."

Ian gave Lupin a hug.

He was a very sentimental little wizard, so he decided not to report Lupin's minor misdeeds for three days, as a small gesture in return for Lupin spending money to buy him a gift.

"You haven't seen my gift yet!"

One after another, the children all gave Ian gifts.

Each gift carried the orphans' deep wishes and care for Ian. They may not have had fancy appearances or high prices, but the innocent friendship was more precious than any material. In Ian's view, these gifts were not merely items but a testament to his deep friendship with the orphanage friends.

They were beautiful memories of joyful times spent together. In this large family, without blood relations, Ian was not alone, and none of them were alone.

The celebration and happiness lasted all day. In addition to the blessings and companionship from family, when Ian returned to his room, he had gifts sent by friends from Hogwarts. However, just after taking a bath and ready to open the gifts, Ian heard rapid footsteps outside his room.

"Knock knock knock~"

Someone was knocking on the door.

The knocking was equally urgent.

"Who is it? I'm already asleep."

Despite sensing the emotions and thoughts of the person outside, Ian still pretended not to know, mainly because he didn't want to go out and interact with anyone after changing into his pajamas.

"Ian! It's me! I'm Lupin!"

The honest werewolf obviously didn't grasp the underlying message in Ian's words; he continued to knock incessantly as he spoke, causing the entire door frame to vibrate.

"Ugh!"

With no other choice, Ian put on his clothes, waved his magic wand, and in the next moment, his bedroom transformed into an incredibly spacious laboratory—he had made some magic adjustments to his room, allowing the ordinary spaces to overlap with the laboratory in this little realm.

A disliked noseless person could build a fireplace, of course, a little wizard could also transform his room.

"What business could you have at this hour? Don't you usually stay in at night?" Ian opened the door to let Lupin in, very displeased with Lupin for disturbing him.

"Today is different!"

Lupin glanced around, not even bothering to marvel at the changes Ian had made to the room.

"What's up with that little girl?" His gaze settled on Ian, with a probing look in his eyes—a seemingly calm voice belied his rapid breathing.

Clearly, Lupin's inner turmoil was far from the calm he was projecting.

"Which little girl?"

Ian sat at a lab bench and began unwrapping a gift from a classmate. Michael had given him a magic oven; perhaps he'd taken it from home.

"It's so big!"

Ian looked at the two-meter-long, half-meter-wide oven and couldn't help but cover his mouth and exclaim sincerely; he started to suspect Michael had somehow acquired a cremation furnace.

Considering its capacity to effortlessly cook portions for twenty people and function without electricity, it was a prime candidate for anyone in the market for murder and robbery.

"Gasp~"

Lupin was also stunned by the oven's size, but he clearly still wasn't in the mood to concern himself with the oven; the reason keeping him sleepless at night was far too terrifying.

"Of course, that girl named Catherine. I observed her before; she should be a Squib." Lupin swallowed hard, his voice rather hoarse.

"And then?"

Ian did not turn around.

He continued to sit at the table and unwrap gifts.

Qiu Zhang had prepared a splendid magic flower bouquet for Ian. Not only was it vibrant and fragrant, but more importantly, each flower contained different magic.

They would emit different scents based on the weather.

"It's simply unbelievable; just moments ago, I sensed her magic power awakening. If nothing goes wrong, she'll have her magic awakening next year!"

Lupin's voice was filled with extreme shock and some horror.

"That should be a good thing, right? Why do you look so panicked?" Ian paused his actions, showing a satisfied smile.

"Looks like my sister is going to become my junior." He finally put down the gift box, turned back, and spoke cheerfully to the very serious Lupin.