#484 - Dosage experiment, sleep and destruction (5K subscription required)

Although it is a little unbelievable, it is the fact.

Lin Xia thought of how Ron often used spells in a mixed up manner. He clearly recited one spell, but another spell came out. Perhaps it was because of this unique characteristic that he was particularly compatible with the art of strange medicine.

A thoughtful look flashed across her eyes. She wondered if the science of strange medicine could be taught to a second person. Perhaps this inheritance would soon welcome a second successor.

In her opinion, the improvement of her friends' strength is the improvement of her own strength.

The wizarding world is not a world where one can conquer everything by force.

Even as powerful as Dumbledore, even though he leads the Ministry of Magic, he also has another organization, the Order of the Phoenix.

Lin Xia made a prompt decision and said, "Ron, you should come here every day and work hard to make the potion. We can't let Draco make it alone. He can't keep up with our supply."

Hermione frowned and said, "Will we not be able to keep up? Will we be able to access the power of the evil world so quickly?"

Lin Xia said calmly: "It's better to be prepared than to be unprepared."

After confirming that the potion must be brewed according to the method given by Draco, Lin Xia announced the disbandment of the team. Harry had to go to the Quidditch field to train secretly, Ron had to go and test the level-breaking game, as for Hermione.

Hermione originally wanted to review, but after thinking it over, she decided to think about the [Pitch Black Potion] again. Her competitive spirit made her not want to fall too far behind.

Unfortunately, her talent, which she was so proud of, seemed to have no effect at all on this potion.

Lin Xia returned to the golden wooden house and continued to absorb the power of the Slytherin locket, immersing himself in cultivation.

At the same time, the nearby Hogsmeade village was finally checked, and the results were astonishing.

"At least 50 percent of the shops need to be closed, and the staff will have to be detained and checked. It is very likely that they have been infected."

In the previous battle with the Death Eaters, as soon as Dumbledore's Phoenix appeared, three Death Eaters were imprisoned by magic chains and then taken away by the Phoenix.

But the data collected tonight is enough to show that even if the invasion is impossible at night, the evil god's power can still find a way to invade during the day.

It's really hard to guard against!

Ali took a deep breath.

Suddenly, a huge phoenix cried out and descended from the sky, dispelling the endless haze around it, and the bright color covered the moon in the sky.

The Aurors recognized that this was Dumbledore's patronus and did not dare to neglect it.

The phoenix circled in the air for several times, and finally landed in front of Ali, then turned into a pile of smoke and dissipated, leaving only an envelope.

Ali opened the envelope nervously.

It only says on it——

[Everything is proceeding as usual. There is no need to blockade Hogsmeade. The pollutants will be dealt with separately by special personnel.]

Seeing this, Ali pondered for a while and issued an order: "Release all the people we captured before, and don't wake them up."

The Aurors looked at each other with confusion in their eyes, but finally did as they were told.

With Dumbledore's Phoenix there, the minister has been watching them all the time, so the orders given by Ali are also the minister's orders.

After releasing all the personnel, Eli led all the Aurors to retreat and return to the Ministry of Magic to report.

Shortly after they left, the silver-white phoenix appeared again in Hogsmeade village.

But this time, not only the Phoenix came, but also several magical creatures.

The phoenix cried, and an invisible and majestic power enveloped the entire Hogsmeade village. Those who were about to get up, those who wanted to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, those who were sleeping uneasily, those who were still dreaming... those people seemed to be deeply hypnotized and became more sleepy than before.

Even if someone sets off firecrackers next to their ears, it won't wake them up.

After the Phoenix did all this, the silver-white light weakened a lot and looked a little dim.

Then, several other magical creatures took action, first blowing up a strong wind, then releasing a strange floral fragrance, and then a light rain fell.

The wind, the fragrance of flowers, and the drizzle were all shrouded in Hogsmeade village and did not dissipate.

People who are fast asleep can feel the wind, smell the fragrance of flowers, hear the sound of rain hitting the window, and some people can even feel and touch all of this intuitively.

The memories in their minds changed unconsciously, and everything that happened today was reset and cleared.

After a while, no one remembered what happened today, let alone the Aurors' intense search.

The clerk who had been caught turned over safely, having forgotten his tragic experience today.

In addition, there were many black bugs hidden in the deeper corners of Hogsmeade village, which were forced out by the rain emitting silvery-white light.

The black bugs were only exposed to the air for a moment before they all died and turned into a pile of dust.

"Dumbledore, that's enough."

Babbling suddenly appeared in the air and turned to look at Dumbledore, who was also in the air, looking quietly at Hogsmeade village.

"Your strength shouldn't be so depleted on the eve of capture," she said.

Dumbledore was silent for a moment before he said, "I know my limits."

Babel continued, "Although you used your power to kill the black bugs in the bodies of those shop assistants, their bodies are still in the blood and can easily revive. This is a futile effort."

Dumbledore: "I will do my best to keep them safe."

"Okay." Babel stopped persuading her and shrugged: "I hope this won't be a burden to you. Don't think about doing it all by yourself, Dumbledore, you can't do it."

She paused and said meaningfully: "The black bugs that represent the power of the evil god are not so easy to destroy. You have to spend so much effort to save the low-level infected ones. When they reach the high-level, even if you use all your strength, you can't resist the invasion of the evil god's whispers."

It is a universally recognized law in the wizarding world that once one is infected by the power of evil, the process is irreversible.

People with low-level infections can take medication to control them, suspend contamination, and keep them at a certain low level.

Intermediate infections can also be treated with drug intervention to slow the rate of infection.

But once you reach a high level, no matter what you do, it will only relieve the pain, and the loss of consciousness is irreversible.

The power of the evil god's world is like a virus that can penetrate any hole. If you slack off for a moment, you will be infected and then the whole world will be destroyed.

However, this law only applies to ordinary wizards who have no abilities.

In the eyes of high-level wizards, black bugs are actually not as scary as imagined. After all, they represent the power of the evil world.

As long as the power of the wizarding world is greater than the power of the evil god, the black bugs can be eliminated in a special game.

Among them, the newly infected primary contaminated people are the most likely to be rescued, using the method that Dumbledore just used.

It is not necessary to copy it exactly. Just inject a large amount of energy from the wizarding world into the body of the primary infected person to eliminate the black bugs.

But Babel was not wrong. Even if the bugs were killed, their remains would remain in the blood. These wizards would be more likely to be infected by the evil god's whispers again than ordinary wizards and would be more likely to relapse.

In any case, it’s better than having to take medicine to control it in the future.

The same method can be used for intermediate-level infected people, but the wizard power consumed will be very large.

It is so big that only a great wizard like Dumbledore can eliminate the black bugs from the bodies of intermediate-level infected people.

When it comes to high-level infected people, even Dumbledore can't solve it.

Advanced infected people are like nodes that have established power transmission with the evil god world, which cannot be solved by wizards.

If you want to solve it, you must get the favor of the original will of the wizarding world and let Him personally help you eliminate it.

No wizard currently receives this kind of treatment.

From the collision between worlds, we can see that the evil god world is extremely strong, while the wizard world is very weak.

The evil god world can invade the evil god's whispers into advanced knowledge such as "forbidden books" and can also support a spokesperson, such as the Dark Lord.

At the same time, it can also rely on infecting high-level infected people to establish nodes for transmitting energy.

But the wizarding world cannot do this, and He does not even have the ability to cut off the nodes.

Wizards like Babel and Dumbledore have been speculating that the origin of the wizarding world may have been hindered by something, resulting in not enough spare energy to fight against the world of evil gods.

But even if they are favored by the wizarding world, they cannot know anything about the origin.

While Dumbledore and Babel were still cleaning up the mess in Hogsmeade, in the other world, Draco's "Black Potion" had already shown its power.

This toxin invaded the body of a high-level polluter and took effect in just one hour.

The inhuman body of the high-level polluter fell to the ground, and his appearance gradually changed, as if the pollution of the evil god's world had faded away, and his true appearance was revealed.

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He went from being in human form to actually looking like a human, with all his facial features revealed.

Mag watched this scene in great shock, and for a moment she thought that the wizard had regained his sanity.

But this is just an illusion.

The toxin only suppressed the black bugs in his body, forcing them to shrink continuously, leaving them with no spare energy to expand the host's body. In other words, it did not make his body become so abstract, so it returned to its original appearance.

But the wizard's consciousness has been destroyed by the black bugs. No matter how much he howls in pain, his original human will will never come back.

Sprout was urgently called by Mag to observe the condition of this high-level polluter and extract the evil god's whispers from its body.

Draco felt a little relieved when he saw his headmaster.

"Dean." Draco greeted her.

Sprout nodded at him and whispered, "Well done, Draco."

She observed the High-ranking Polluter for a moment, then waved her wand again, bringing some of the black bugs that had escaped from his body closer for inspection.

"The vitality decreased, the metabolic activity dropped significantly, and it gradually entered a dormant state, but it was not killed."

Sprout pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you still have that bottle of potion?"

Meg: "There are only three drops left. Will it work?"

Sprout: "I'll try."

She waved her wand, took out a drop of potion, and then placed the escaping black bugs into the potion.

The black bugs are very small, and although one drop is only a small amount, it can fill up a lot of black bugs.

Because the potion is black in color, and if you put black bugs in it, you can't tell how much is filled in by looking at the change in the color of the potion.

But Draco clearly felt that this drop of potion had doubled in size compared to when he first took it out.

Sprout threw the black bugs into the potion while waving his wand as if he was observing some data.

Suddenly she stopped and said, "That's about it."

Draco looked and saw that the medicine drop was now about twice as large as when he first took it out.

Combining the amount of a bottle of potion with her observations of the black bugs in the bodies of high-level polluters, Sprout gave a vague figure.

"It would take at least three bottles of black potion to completely kill a high-level polluter."

Mag repeated, "You said kill, not hibernate?"

Draco deliberately observed Professor McGonagall's expression. She was very calm, as if she was just saying something insignificant.

Whether dormant or killed, it made no difference to her.

But in his heart he thought it was much more than that.

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Sprout observed for a while and said affirmatively: "Yes, kill."

Mag murmured to himself, "It's incredible that they can be completely killed. Even our high-level wizards can only put the black bugs to sleep. It takes the combined strength of many people to kill them.

But once this method is used, the high-level polluter will not retain its intact body. This bottle of potion can also put the black bugs into hibernation. ”

Sprout added: "Although it is dormant, it is also dormant due to toxin attack, and its activity will be greatly reduced. It is completely different from the black bugs that Lin Xia and I collected before.

These black bugs are difficult to use as experimental subjects, and removing the toxins is a problem. It would be very dangerous to use these toxic insects for experiments, and there is a high possibility that the wizard would be poisoned. ”

At this point, Sprout asked Draco: "Do these toxins work on wizards?"

Draco pondered for a moment and said, "It should not work on wizards. This is a toxin made for black bugs. But if the bugs carrying the toxin infect a wizard, the toxin will take effect in the wizard's body."

Sprout concluded: "This potion is good, but it has strong limitations. It is suitable for use as a weapon of mass destruction."

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The next day, Lin Xia came to the auditorium and saw Draco with dark circles under his eyes.

She paused and asked, "Were you a thief last night?"

Yesterday I saw Draco, who had been secluded in the laboratory for several days, but he was not as depressed as he is now.

Come to think of it, Draco was quite energetic at that time, with a rosy complexion. Even Ron asked him how he managed to stay in seclusion and why he felt stronger than before.

When I looked at him today, he looked like a patient who had stayed up all night.

Draco rubbed his temples. Although his body was exhausted, his spirit was excited.

He waved his wand and cast a shielding spell, and said quickly: "You definitely don't know where Professor McGonagall took me after I told her about the black potion yesterday?"

Without waiting for Lin Xia to answer, he couldn't wait to announce the answer.

"She took me to the legendary other world! It was my first time to go to such a magical place. Every time I opened a door, the world behind it was different. I didn't know how many doors there were.

I also visited the prison cell, which was said to be full of people infected with the evil god's whispers, and then conducted an experiment to test the drug. ”

Lin Xia asked with interest: "What are the results of the experiment?"

Draco held up his hand and made the number 3.

"It is said that three bottles of pitch-black potion can kill high-level infected people, but after killing them, the remaining materials are unusable. They are all in a toxic state, even the black bugs on their bodies."

Lin Xia quickly responded: "That's a bit uneconomical. They would probably prefer to detain high-level polluters for research while looking for ways to rescue them."

Draco suddenly realized: "No wonder the two professors don't look very happy, but Professor McGonagall said that this potion is very powerful. In the past, if they wanted to kill a high-level infected person, they needed to gather many high-level wizards to deal with it together."

Lin Xia asked in a low voice: "Your bottle of medicine was taken for experiments. The school will definitely ask you for medicine. How many bottles can you make?"

Draco also lowered his voice and asked, "I didn't tell the professor the truth. He said I could only make one or two bottles a month, but according to the tips given to me by Weird Pharmacy, I should be able to make one or two bottles a week. If I'm in good shape, I can make more."

Lin Xia raised her eyebrows: "More than I thought."

Seeing this, Draco asked, "Do you want to use this potion to do something?"

Lin Xia nodded, "Do you remember when we went to Hogsmeade Village, we heard about O'Connor's revenge? He planned to attract all the Death Eaters at Christmas and die together."

Draco frowned: "I don't think highly of its actions this time. It's just a house-elf, but those people are Death Eaters.

Although I hate the Dark Lord, I have to say that the Dark Lord's subordinates are elites, no weaker than the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic."

Lin Xia said slowly: "So, we should provide them with some small help."

Her original idea was to help them carve some magic runes that could deal with the Death Eaters. With the help of ancient magic runes, it was not difficult to set up a formation with glorious attributes.

But now it seems that Draco's black potion is more effective, at least the way the potion is added can be very concealed. (End of this chapter)