Chapter 950

Harry's memories hadn't been very stable since the man came in...... Well, Solim can't be 100% sure, but he'd rather believe that the man who came in later was Barty Jr.

Except for Solim, who was able to roughly understand the conversation between Voldemort and Barty Jr., Harry and Hermione were confused. But one thing they know for sure: Solim's family is fighting against Voldemort and his minions.

In their opinion, this is a good thing.

But for Solim, who knows the inside story, that's not a good thing. Aside from adding to the Richie's family and humiliating Voldemort, it didn't help to completely eliminate Voldemort in itself~.

This only made the humiliated Voldemort even more paranoid and angry, and the recklessness of a vengeful Dark Lord could be, even Solim, who had experienced the Dementors in London, had no idea how much he could do.

"I don't have any impression of what happened next. Harry looked at the meditation basin with some envy, "If it weren't for you and I, I wouldn't know it right now." "

Harry and Hermione had a bunch of things to ask Solim right now, but there were so many things they didn't know where to start. Only one can be caught.

"Your clan is fighting against the Mysteries?"

"What are you doing with Bellatrix at Gringotts?"

Both Hermione and Harry looked at Solim.

"You could think that Voldemort is a target to be hit at this stage. Solim said to Hermione, then turned to Harry, "As for why I'm in Gringotts, it's because I'm determined to make sure there's a Horcrux in Lestrange's family vault. "

Solim's nonsense was okay with Monmon Harry, and Hermione was clearly skeptical. She didn't say anything, though. Fools know that Voldemort would never have been able to keep the Horcruxes in Gringotts after the existence of the Horcruxes was exposed, which was obviously something that Solim didn't want to say.

So she thought about the poor Ukrainian iron belly again......

Was it really a coincidence? As soon as Solim went to Gringotts, the fire dragon guarding the underground vault escaped? Hermione didn't believe that there could be such a coincidence in the world, she preferred to believe that Solim had done something.

"Maybe you can go to Dumbledore, I'm sure the Headmaster will be more than happy to hear some details. Solim pushed the meditation basin back into the cupboard, "But you'd better say hello to him first, so you don't see anything you shouldn't-"

Riddle's presence was clear to Hermione, but Harry had always been the one who had been kept in the dark. Everyone knew how Harry would react if he learned of the news, and it was likely to shake his trust in Dumbledore, and the flag against Voldemort would be at odds with the flag bearer...... That's something that no one wants to see.

"Okay, let's go out, there's a class in the afternoon. "

Herbs in Year 7 are new and often linked to Potions lessons. It is possible that the herbs that you have cultivated by yourself one week will be lying on the board of Potions class the next week.

Today, Professor Sprout brought the students dragon's breath, a purple herb that only grows in the long-term home of the dragon. Since a significant number of species of dragons do not have a fixed nest, the number of dragons has not been able to increase. This kind of thing grows in large numbers only around the nest-hugging female dragon.

"All we're going to do today is trim the sharp edges of the dragon's breath—" Professor Sprout said in a puffy voice, "see the sharp edges?

Solim listened as he put a dragonskin glove on his right hand, not his left, because the basilisk scales were definitely no worse than the dragonskin's protection.

"Why is it something related to fire dragons......" Looking at the purple grass in front of him, Solim pursed his lips.

On the way to class, Hermione deliberately dragged him aside, and forcefully drove Harry and Draco away who were trying to join in the fun, in order to ask about Gringotts. Hermione felt strongly about Solim's connection to the matter, and she did not hesitate to fight for it.

In fact, Professor Sprout's herbal medicine class could no longer teach Solim anything new. Solim has also dealt with the dragon's breath, an herb that can only be grown in certain environments and is generally not found on the market. Solim was able to have an inventory of dragon's breath thanks to Gilves, and the various potion materials that the old man had given him had not been wasted until now.

"Looks like we'll be using this for our next Potions lesson. Hermione came back with her own scissors, putting on her gloves.

She was standing to the left of Solim and Neville to the other.

"It doesn't have to be the tip of the leaf, maybe it's the roots. "Neville in the herb class was not like the others, he was quite positive. Professor Sprout was very fond of this Gryffindor student.

"What do you think?" Hermione looked over at Solim, then noticed his left hand.

"I don't think much of it. "Solim has already started to do something with Dragon's Breath.

"If it were Professor Snape, I think he'd use both—first let's use the tip of the leaf to make the poison, then ask us to use the root to make the antidote, and if the mood strikes, maybe choose one of the lucky ones to drink the poison he made with his own hand and then drink the antidote he has configured. "[]

Neville shuddered, glad he hadn't chosen Potions class, otherwise he thought the "lucky one" might have been him—if Harry hadn't caught Snape's attention.

Just as the students were busy with Professor Sprout's task, something went wrong. This is normal, as is the case with any Hogwarts class that requires hands-on experience.

Crabbe's hand was slashed by the poisonous part of the dragon's breath, and unfortunately he didn't have a dragonskin glove.

"Bang-"

Crabbe viciously threw the scissors on the table, startling Goyle, who was clumsily using the scissors. Fortunately, he was wearing gloves, otherwise he would probably have been scratched by the leaves.

By the time Professor Sprout noticed, Crabbe's hand was swollen and he couldn't look at it. She didn't say anything, and she wasn't surprised that students in herbal medicine class had accidents in almost every class because they didn't wear gloves. The students were tired of seeing this kind of thing, and after seven years they knew exactly what kind of person Crabbe was. With just one glance, the students went about their business.

"This idiot!" Draco scolded, "sometimes I really wonder how he got to where he got here. "

Solim didn't care about what was happening in the greenhouse, he was drawn to the dragon's breath in front of him. Because he realized that the dragon's breath in front of him was different from what he had handled—three since he came out of the underground dragon pit at Hogwarts.