Chapter 1080 Potion

Speaking of which, there are two very special people at Hogwarts.

If someone else has an accident with a magic spell or potion, it is at best the backlash of a magic failure, such as an unlucky guy who misreads a spell and finds a cow standing on his body.

But these two are different, fresh and refined, guys who will definitely explode as soon as the spell fails.

One is Neville and the other is Seamus Finnigan.

Many people think that Neville always explodes because he is stupid, but Seamus explodes on purpose. This guy seems to have a special talent for explosive spells, and he always adds them after the spell unconsciously. Apply the explosive spell.

I don’t know if it’s true or false.

It was lively for a while, and the little wizards were about to say goodbye, but Harry grabbed Robert and stared at him pitifully, "Please, Robert, if I don't hand in my homework on time, I will definitely be yelled at by Professor McGonagall." Believe it!"

Robert rolled his eyes, don't you usually have fun with Sirius? Did you think of me when you were doing your homework?

But Robert couldn't help but watch Harry being scolded by Professor McGonagall, not because of embarrassment or anything, but because they were in a Muggle hotel now, and Harry was being monitored by many Muggle police. If there was an owl, If a letter was suddenly thrown in, and if the letter screamed, Robert could already imagine that the front-page news tomorrow morning would be absolutely unbearable.

This is true for both Muggle newspapers and wizarding newspapers.

"The disappearing spell is to disappear. This spell has a wide range of uses, and you should see it often." Robert explained, "For example, in the Potions class, someone brewed the wrong potion. Professor Snape waved his hand and your cauldron was empty, and at that time he used the Vanishing Curse."

Speaking of which, Professor Snape's silent spellcasting is also very powerful.

Harry was almost asleep. He didn't know why, but when it came to studying, he felt a little drowsy, as if he had some special constitution.

Robert was helpless and couldn't help but hit his head, "Hey, wake up! You haven't finished your homework yet!"

Harry woke up instantly after being slapped like this, and scratched his head in embarrassment, "Ah, I seem to have fallen asleep."

"Be confident and get rid of it." Robert gave him a sideways look, "You just fell asleep."

Harry laughed dryly and looked at the empty parchment, feeling like he was going to have another liver attack tonight.

Sighing, Robert took out a can of drink and handed it over.

Harry took it doubtfully and looked down. It said "Wake up! Just drink from me!". After turning half a circle, it said "Scream".

"???" Harry looked confused, "What is this?"

"Awakening potion." Robert yawned, took out a can, opened it, and took a big gulp into his mouth. "It's made into a sparkling drink, and it's very popular."

Harry said that he didn't know why a refreshing potion had such a strange name, but after hesitating, he opened the ring and took a sip.

"%\u0026%￥ # " One bite, really just one bite!

Harry felt as if his soul had definitely turned into a yo-yo, spinning around at the speed of light outside his mouth, the kind that could break at any time.

Although he didn't have a yo-yo, he saw many people playing with Neon, which seemed to be very interesting. Unfortunately, Sirius didn't seem to have any talent for this thing. After playing with it several times, they were kicked out by the owner who sold yo-yos. opened the store door.

"What a terrible smell!" Harry screamed, "I must have been out of my body just now!"

Robert laughed like a fool. Sure enough, the refreshing drink is not for you to drink by yourself, but for your friends to drink. You only need to move to a bench and silently appreciate their strange expressions.

Harry looked at Robert resentfully, with "I treat you as a brother, but you laugh at my jokes" written all over his face.

Robert laughed for a while, then stopped, and took another sip of the drink in his hand, "Well, don't look at me like that, see for yourself if you are sober now?"

Harry looked at him doubtfully, then at the drink in his hand, and finally landed on the Transfiguration textbook. He saw that the letters that had been swimming around like tadpoles in his eyes seemed to be sealed now. The movements are the same, slowly changing back to words that you can understand.

"Okay, I think I can continue reading..." Harry looked at the contents of the book blankly, feeling that his mind was much clearer.

Robert dug into his backpack again, "Well, that's it. This thing looks like a can of drink, but it still has the desired effect, but the effect is relatively short, about an hour."

As he spoke, he slowly put the cans on the table, "Anyway, if there are so many, you will definitely be able to finish your homework tonight, right?"

Harry looked at the dozen extra cans of drinks in front of him, and swallowed when he thought of the horrible taste just now, "Well, how can anyone buy this stuff that tastes so bad!"

Robert thought for a while, "Well, how should I put it? Mr. Lovegood doesn't like this very much. He said it would make him uninspired. Luna doesn't like this thing very much either, but some pharmacists like it better, but they like it." original."

With that said, Robert took out a can of white drink from the can and handed it to Harry. Harry looked at it and saw "Original" written on it. There was an octagonal seal in the lower right corner with only two words and a punctuation mark. "It tastes bad!".

Harry couldn't help but tremble. Even the seller himself admitted that it tasted terrible. What did this thing taste like?

"Although I've already had people stamp it with a bad taste," Robert said helplessly, "But I don't know why the pharmacists are so keen on this taste. Do you know? The store in Diagon Alley almost sold out."

Harry laughed dryly. This may be because pharmacists have different tastes from normal people.

"Speaking of which, would you like to try this taste? Maybe you will like it?" With that said, Robert threw the drink in his hand to Harry.

Harry started and put the white drink can back on the table as quickly as if it were a can of hot curry soup.

Robert shook his head. Really, he really doesn't know how to appreciate it. The original flavor is the flavor that best reflects the effect of the refreshing potion, okay?

Everything else is heresy!

Especially the peach, melon, strawberry, and watermelon flavors.

So weird, so weird.

After drinking a can of very sour raspberry-flavored refreshing potion in small sips, Harry felt refreshed and able to write thirty papers in one go!