Chapter 35

Charlie informed Ron that he would send a few of his friends to the tallest tower in Hogwarts to pick up the little dragon in the middle of the night. After that, Ron ran to the library to inform Maca and asked him if he wanted to act with them that night.

But not long after, Maca saw the blue-faced Ron in Hagrid's room.

He was slumped on Hagrid's sofa, his hand almost swollen into a ball, and the wound was still slightly green.

Dragon Tooth Toxin, Maca looked at his hand and said, Have you been bitten by it?

Oh—I don't think Norbert did it on purpose, he was just a little scared... Hagrid looked apologetic.

I think it must be very painful. Harry also looked terrified.

It's not just my hand, Ron whispered at this moment, although it hurts like it's going to break. To make matters worse, Malfoy just laughed at me as much as he liked when class was over, and he also You pretended to ask me to borrow a book, and took this opportunity to touch my wound—

Harry and Hermione tried to calm Ron down.

By midnight on Saturday, it's over, said Hermione, but that didn't comfort Ron in the slightest. On the contrary, he stood up from the sofa suddenly, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Saturday at midnight! he said hoarsely. Oh shit! Oh shit—I just remembered that Charlie's letter was in the book that Malfoy borrowed. Bo!

It's too late to change plans, Harry told Hermione. We don't have time to send another owl to Charlie, and this is probably our only chance of getting rid of Norbert. We'll have to take a risk.

We have an invisibility cloak! That's something Malfoy doesn't know about.

It's okay, I'll go too. Compared to this, Ron, you'd better go to the school hospital, Maca said with a smile, before your hands start to rot.

Or I can prepare some ointment for you to treat dragon tooth poison.

A week passed quickly.

But that night, when Maca stood in the corridor and saw Harry and the others coming out from under the cloak. He saw Harry looking at him with an embarrassed expression.

Sorry, Maca, he said, I mean, I'm afraid there won't be room for you in the Invisibility Cloak.

Oh, no need, Maca said with a smile, you can be invisible without an invisibility cloak, let's go! But I can't speak when I'm invisible, so don't worry about me, I'll be by your side.

After that, he took out the Immortal Yin Potion and took a sip. Suddenly Harry realized that he couldn't even figure out how Maca disappeared, as if there was no one there in the first place.

This is the most prominent advantage of Xianyin Potion - it can make people disappear from the sight of others in the most inconspicuous way.

Well—then let's go! Harry scratched his head and put on the invisibility cloak again, hiding everyone's bodies.

It was a dark, overcast night, and they got to Hagrid's hut a little late, because Peeves was playing tennis against the wall in the hall, and they had to wait until he left.

When they laboriously carried the big crate containing the little dragon Noble to the top of the tower, they suddenly heard movement in front of them.

The little lions were so frightened that they almost dropped the box in their hands. In a panic, they seemed to forget that they were invisible, and they all crowded into the shadow of the stairs.

Maca had to dodge a few steps because he was almost hit.

He saw two dark figures wrestling with each other about ten steps away from them. A lamp shone brightly in the dark.

One of them appears to be Professor McGonagall.

She was wearing plaid pajamas and a hairnet, and she was tugging at Malfoy's ear angrily.

Restriction! she yelled. Twenty points off Slytherin! Wandering around in the middle of the night, how dare you—

Malfoy quickly argued, You don't understand, Professor, Harry Potter is coming—and he's bringing a dragon!

Total nonsense! How dare you make up such a lie! Go—I'll see what Professor Snape will do to you this time, Malfoy!

Professor McGonagall took Malfoy's ear and left here. When he walked past Maca, he also looked at Malfoy's slightly flushed face with interest.

Once freed from Malfoy, the steep spiral staircase leading to the tower was clear to them. Harry and his party did not take off the Invisibility Cloak until they came under the cold night sky.

They giggled and laughed at Malfoy as they waited, Norbert thrashing violently in the box.

Where's Maca? Are you still following?

Harry suddenly remembered Maca, and he looked back, but nothing happened. Seeing this, Hermione couldn't help feeling a little worried.

About ten minutes later, four broomsticks suddenly descended from the darkness.

Charlie's friends were jovial people. They showed Harry and Hermione some improvised ropes they had tied so they could hang Norbert between them.

The four of them scrambled to get Norbert safely on the rope, and then Harry and Hermione shook their hands and gave them many words of thanks.

Finally, watching the four people take the box away and disappear into the night sky.

They walked down the spiral staircase quietly, and finally got rid of the heavy burden of Norbert, and even their steps became much easier.

The dragon was gone, and Malfoy was going to be locked up. Could there be anything more gratifying than that?

There is indeed nothing happier than this, but there are obviously many worse things than this.

As soon as they stepped into the corridor, Filch's face suddenly emerged from the darkness.

Oops, oops, oops, Harry whispered, we're in trouble.

In a moment of joy, they forgot the cloak on top of the tower. Just when they were extremely anxious, a thin thing suddenly covered their heads.

Maca? Hermione exclaimed in a low voice.

Maca smiled wryly at them, because it was too late. The instant the cloak was put on, Filch had seen him.

Hermione, you have good observation skills. He and Filch looked at each other eye to eye, but they made a joke softly without haste.

The biggest shortcoming of Immortal Hidden Potion is exactly this, as long as you take the initiative to be seen by others, the effect of invisibility will be completely gone. Just now Maca had clearly been hiding in the shadow behind them, but Hermione still saw it right away.

Oh, yes, Mr. McLean! Filch said gruffly, looking at him with venomous eyes, I think I should turn you over to Professor McGonagall—Professor Sprout's treatment of students. Too mild.

Under the worried gaze of Harry and the others under the cloak, Maca followed Filch's footsteps. He even had time to wave his hand to them quietly, telling the three little lions not to be too impulsive.

When Filch led Maca to Professor McGonagall's study on the second floor, they found that Professor McGonagall was not here. After waiting for a while, Maca realized that Professor McGonagall was followed by a short, fat, timid little boy—that was Neville Longbottom of Gryffindor.

Maka! Neville blurted out tremblingly as soon as he saw him, Why are you here? Malfoy said he was coming to catch—

Neville, Maca interrupted him immediately, I think Malfoy must be trying to frame me on purpose, but that's not important. Also, thank you for your concern.

After that, he turned to Professor McGonagall again, and said apologetically, Professor, I'm really sorry. But please listen to my explanation.

Professor McGonagall is clearly annoyed that she's seeing Maca again in this situation.

Before you explain, don't you have to tell me, Mr. Potter and Miss Granger, where are they now?

Maca thought about it with his ass, and it must be Neville who was reckless and confused about the situation, so he said it.

He didn't even look at Neville, but looked at Professor McGonagall calmly, and said very calmly: It's like this, Mr. Malfoy had a rift with Harry before, so when I discussed with Harry and the others about He overheard me when I was learning about dragons. I think Mr. Malfoy is mistaken for thinking we really have a dragon, but how is that possible?

As for what happened tonight, I'm sorry to say it, it was indeed my fault. Maca said, putting a bottle of potion on Professor McGonagall's desk, I accidentally mentioned to Harry and the others that A new type of potion I researched, I originally wanted to test it tonight, but they seem to be very interested in it.

A new type of potion? The anger on Professor McGonagall's face suddenly disappeared, and instead he showed a shocked expression. You mean, this is the potion you invented?

Yes, Professor. Maca continued apologetically, Harry and the others originally wanted to come out to find me, but I persuaded them to go back early. Maybe they and Neville went astray.

Maca couldn't help but secretly sighed when he saw Neville in a bewildered state—even though Neville was usually timid, he was so brave that he was so reckless at critical moments, he deserved to be a student of Gryffindor.

And Professor McGonagall obviously didn't listen very carefully, she still maintains an unbelievable look at the moment!

Mr. McLean, I would like to know, what is the effect of the potion you invented? Professor McGonagall carefully picked up the potion bottle on the table and asked seriously.

After Maca explained the uses, advantages and disadvantages of the Immortal Hermit Potion to her in detail, Professor McGonagall immediately decided to tell Dumbledore and Snape the good news overnight. Although Maca had expected it a long time ago, he still felt a lot of emotion for Professor McGonagall's spirit of caring for the students and the school.

So, you invented this? Snape re-corked the Immortal Hermit Elixir after smelling it, with a rare look of surprise on his face.