Chapter 195: Brewing Medicine in the Toilet at the Gate of the New World (First Update)

The heavy rain that started at noon yesterday continued until late at night and slowly stopped. However, it seemed that it was precisely for this reason that the heavy rain almost wiped out the water vapor and moisture accumulated in Hogwarts Castle in the recent period. The dark clouds were all consumed.

Early the next morning, as soon as Harry opened his eyes, he saw the golden-white winter sunlight illuminating the entire school doctor's room. The clean white sheets on the bed even glowed faintly under the sunlight.

Rubbing his face vigorously, Harry sat up from the bed suddenly and looked towards the hospital bed diagonally in front of him. If the memory of last night had not been confused, Harry felt that he should have seen someone on that bed.

It didn't surprise him.

Colin Creevey, the first-year Gryffindor student, was lying on the hospital bed in an extremely stiff position. The black camera that was always with him was also placed in front of his bed. on the cabinet.

But from Harry's perspective, he couldn't see clearly what the expression on Colin's face was. Maybe it was pain, maybe it was surprise, or maybe it was a look of peace.

The only thing that made Harry feel lucky was that Colin was only petrified and was not directly killed by the monster in the secret room like the legend.

Harry slowly and quietly stepped out of bed to avoid Madam Pomfrey's attention.

Soon, Harry walked to Colin's bedside, and the petrified boy's appearance was instantly reflected in those emerald green pupils.

It was a face with a horrifying expression, his eyes were tightly closed, and his brows seemed to have been twisted into a tight knot. Place your two palms on either side of your cheeks, making a virtual grasping gesture.

Harry knew what that was about.

He looked at the camera on the bedside table. The structure inside the camera was completely mushy, and the ugly black glue almost crowded the place where the film should have been.

Colin was petrified by the monster in the secret room when he was taking pictures with a camera!

Harry turned his head and slowly stretched his right hand towards Colin's face.

It was cold and hard, completely losing the softness and warmth that a human body should have. It was as if what Harry was touching was not a human face, but a rough half-length stone sculpture.

At this moment, Madam Pomfrey suddenly walked into the school doctor's office, and she immediately saw Harry standing next to Colin's bed.

Madam Pomfrey walked over quickly, and Harry quickly retracted his hand and made room for her.

With a sound of curtains being drawn, Madam Pomfrey used long curtains to completely cover Colin's bed, leaving no gaps exposed.

"Are you awake?" Madam Pomfrey turned her head and looked at Harry from top to bottom, "Recovering well!"

"Thank you!" Harry said quickly.

"If you want to have breakfast in the school doctor's office, please wait here." Madam Pomfrey said, "If you don't want to, you can leave now."

Taking one last look at Colin behind the curtain, Harry immediately ran out of the school doctor's office after bidding farewell to Madam Pomfrey. Not only because Harry wanted to tell Chang Chu, Hermione and Ron the news of Colin being petrified as soon as possible, but also because almost no normal students would like the food in the school doctor's office.

To say it's bland is a compliment!

Harry, who had just run out of the school doctor's office, met Percy who was looking relaxed when he passed by the library.

"Don't run in the corridors, Harry," Percy said with a smile.

"Sorry, Percy," Harry said, "Have you seen Ron and Hermione?"

"No." Percy's face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was obvious that the relationship between him and Ron had not eased. "But I hope Ron won't go to the women's bathroom again."

After saying that, Percy left directly from here.

After Harry smiled awkwardly, he also walked towards Myrtle's bathroom, which was also located on the second floor.

After a while, Harry walked to the bathroom. After double-checking that no one was around, he gently opened the bathroom door and immediately heard the voices of Ron, Hermione and Chang Chu coming from the small single room at the end. The sound floated into his ears along with a splash of water.

Harry walked over and opened the door to the single room, looked at the three friends who were squeezed into the single room with difficulty, and asked with an unacceptable look on his face: "Why are you brewing Polyjuice Potion in here?"

"Do you think we want to do this?" Chang Chu, who was squatting by the toilet, held a bunch of two-eared grass in his hand and said while tearing the herbs into pieces, "Although no one will come in this bathroom because of the myrtle, but For the sake of confidentiality, we still have to pay attention to other people who suddenly break in. "

"That's right, Harry, come in!" said Hermione, pouring some lacewings into the cauldron.

"It's okay. I just checked before entering the bathroom. No one passed by here." Harry put a hand on the partition of the single room and said slowly, "And what I just asked was not why you want to Brewing the potion in the toilet."

"What could that be?" Ron asked, looking up.

"What I want to ask is," Harry pointed at the toilet, fighting back the nausea that rose from his stomach, "why are you doing this on the toilet."

That's right, right now, on the yellowed toilet bowl, there was a brass crucible filled with potion ingredients. From time to time, bursts of white water vapor would float out of the crucible, and what came from the toilet under the crucible was the popping sound that Harry just heard.

With just one glance, Harry could guess that the three good friends had started a fire in the toilet, and it was most likely Hermione who did it. Using magic to create portable, waterproof blue flames has always been Hermione's specialty. She had done this in her first year, and they used it to keep warm in the yard in the winter.

It's just that the toilet in the women's restroom was used to brew the medicine...

This was really beyond Harry's ability to accept.

And he hasn't even eaten breakfast yet, and yet he has witnessed such an impactful scene. It's really...

"Then can you find a more suitable place here to brew the polyjuice potion?" Chang Chu threw the two-eared grass in his hand into the crucible and said angrily.

Even Harry noticed something wrong with brewing the potion here, how could she and Hermione not notice it? When it comes to cleanliness, even if Harry and Ron are stacked together, it's not as good as one of her or Hermione's fingernails, right?

Harry took a deep breath, but the smell of detergent mixed with potions made Harry's stomach churn again.

"Colin..." Before Harry could finish, he was interrupted by Hermione.

"We know about Colin," Hermione said. "Professors McGonagall and Professor Flitwick told us about it in the morning, which is why we decided to start brewing Polyjuice Potion now."

Harry let out another breath. He had just seen Ron using his damaged wand to poke some fat, black leeches into the bottom of the cauldron.

"Dobby..." Harry suddenly burped.

Before he could even say sorry, Harry covered his mouth and turned to leave, and then a sound of vomiting reached the private room.

"No! Even if I have sworn before, I still have to borrow his wooden box from Wright!" Chang Chu stood up, crumpled the empty bag that originally contained the potion ingredients, and said with a disgusted look on his face. .

Hermione and Ron looked at each other and nodded with concern.