Chapter 1107 Sculpture

Speaking of which, there shouldn't be any way for a vampire to transform back into a human, right?

Harry was thinking wildly, and seemed to have heard other people mention it. As representatives of dark creatures, vampires live long but have few offspring, and there is no way to reverse it. Some vampires who have lived for many years are said to either choose to sleep or die, and many wizards I am very interested in the ash they produce after they die because it is a very rare material.

Not only can it be used to refine potions, but it can also be used to make alchemical items.

Vampires are really full of treasures.

Harry stared blankly at the sculpture on the door. For some reason, a voice seemed to be saying in his heart that there was something wrong with this thing.

But he saw nothing.

It was just an ordinary decoration.

After being stunned for a long time, Harry heard Mr. Weasley shout, "Harry! Harry!"

When Harry came back to his senses, he trembled and shouted, "Mr. Weasley! I'm here! Can you come here?"

Since you can't tell, find someone who can, that's what Harry planned.

After hearing this, Mr. Weasley walked towards the restaurant where Harry was, still mumbling, "It's so unlucky. I chased that guy to the top of the building, but found nothing, just a pile of Traces, damn, if they are ghouls, shouldn’t they stay in one place and not move around at will?”

As the words fell, Mr. Weasley's figure appeared at the door, his expression not very good. After all, no one likes to work for a long time only to find nothing.

"Harry, why are you here?" Mr. Weasley looked at the boy in the room in confusion. The white light on the tip of the stick flashed and he saw something, "Ah, so it's here."

As he spoke, he touched the wall. There was a button, which was a switch.

With a snap, the lights on the top of the restaurant came on, and everything was in full view.

Mr. Weasley looked complacent, "As expected, Muggles usually install switches on the wall. I am indeed Muggle-savvy."

As he said that, he looked at Harry curiously, "Harry, aren't you also staying in a Muggle home? Why didn't you even notice this?"

Harry laughed dryly. He couldn't say he had forgotten, could he?

It's really embarrassing. After living in Muggle society for more than ten years, I am not as good as Mr. Weasley, who has basically never lived in the Muggle world.

Harry scratched his head in embarrassment and changed the subject, "Well, Mr. Weasley, I encountered a very scary magical creature before."

"Very scary?" Mr. Weasley became interested, "What kind of scary creature?"

Harry explained, "It is human-shaped and walks upright on its legs, but surprisingly, it does not look like a human being at all. Therefore, I suspect that it may be some unknown magical creature." .”

Mr. Weasley's eyes lit up, "Really? A new magical creature? That really needs to be seen! Describe it to me again!"

Harry scratched his head, "This, is it all sticky?"

Mr. Weasley said nonchalantly, "Many magical creatures are covered in various kinds of mucus. This is normal, especially those that like to live in humid environments. If they don't make themselves slimy, they may have skin diseases. .”

"Ah." Harry said as if he had come to his senses, "It seems like this, yes, it's a skin disease."

Harry finally remembered something, "Its skin is pale, and there are black acne on its face. It looks like a seriously ill person."

Mr. Weasley frowned and hesitated, "Well... although I think it might be the kind of creature I thought it was, I think it's best to witness it with my own eyes."

He tactfully stated that he might know what it was, but for Harry's sake, he would not say it now.

Speaking of which...

Mr. Weasley glanced at Harry with a strange expression. He seemed to have heard Lupine complain about himself, saying that Harry's grades were a bit dismal. Originally, he thought it was just Lupine's complaint, but now it seems that it may not be just a complaint. That's it?

He looked at the child helplessly. Although he was also a supporter of happy education, wouldn't it be bad to be ignorant and ignorant?

Thinking of the two other children who often come to my home, as well as my own children.

From Bill to Ginny, there is no one who has excellent academic performance. Even the twins are outstanding in potions and have their own unique insights. Moreover, they also have their own business. It can be said that their future life will be very bright. It's guaranteed.

Except, of course, Ron.

Mr. Weasley was shocked to realize that Harry and his youngest son seemed to be the same age and were playing well. Could it be that the reason for Harry's poor grades was...

Shaking his head, Mr. Weasley quickly shook the thought out of his mind. Molly must not let this kind of thing know, otherwise she would definitely get angry with him, even if the other person was Harry.

After all, no mother would think that her son was at fault.

"Okay, so where did that guy go?" Mr. Weasley coughed dryly and began to change the subject.

Although Harry didn't know why he changed the subject, he still said honestly, "Just now, it attacked me, so I used a disarming spell to knock it away."

Mr. Weasley blinked with a strange expression, opened his mouth, and finally expressed his opinion, "Well... although the disarming spell is also very good, Harry, when facing this kind of humanoid creature, I think it would be better to use a repelling spell."

Harry looked at him blankly for a while and then said "Ah", "So, Robert suggested it to me... I just saw that the other person looked like a human and forgot about it."

"Well, this is a good habit. After all, if the target is a human, it's best not to use the repel spell. The strength may be a bit beyond imagination." Mr. Weasley could only pat him on the shoulder helplessly, " Of course, except when facing the dark wizard."

Harry nodded in understanding and continued, "Then, it fell into here."

He pointed to the big hole in the wall, "Look, that's where it fell in."

Mr. Weasley turned around, his eyes wandering around the wall, and asked, "Did you see it leave from here?"

Harry shook his head and said affirmatively, "Absolutely not. I followed it in not long after it fell in, but after I came in, I didn't find anything."

"In that case." Mr. Weasley waved his wand, "It must still be here."