Chapter 892 Hotel

Harry's expression was very exciting. He felt that the bottle with a skull and ribs looked very familiar.

Fell off the broom?

Take a bite.

Got hit by a spell and broke a bone?

Take a bite.

Got your nose broken?

Take a bite.

There was an image in his mind of Madam Pomfrey standing in front of him holding a large potion bottle, expressionless, and mouthing cold words, "Mr. Potter, take a sip, have a sip, have a sip."

Harry's face turned pale.

Hermione did not see his expression, but happily counted the herbs, "As expected of Professor Sprout, the quality of the herbs is very high and very average."

This is the difference between artificial cultivation and wild growth. If the herbal medicine is grown in the wild, it will definitely be affected by the natural environment, and the quality may be good or bad. For pharmacists, it requires an identification process, which will be a little troublesome.

However, the artificially cultivated herbs by Professor Sprout, the master of herbal medicine, allow the pharmacist to save this step, because she can ensure that her products from the same batch have almost the same medicinal potency.

This is something no other herbal cultivator can do.

After purchasing enough herbs to make multiple copies of bone spirit, white fresh ointment, antidote and other magic potions, Hermione put them into her backpack with satisfaction.

"Where do you want to go next?" Murakami stretched. Although Hermione had been picking out the potions, the little wizards had all contributed to carrying the goods.

Yuko suggested, "How about going to the shrine and paying homage?"

"???" The little wizards asked, "Are you serious?"

Does this count as going deep into the enemy camp?

The little wizards couldn't help but think so.

At this time, they were all following Yuko obediently, a little weak.

This is the enemy's base camp. Even the mysterious man will lose his life if he goes to Hogwarts School.

Is it really okay for weak, pitiful and helpless little wizards like them to penetrate deep into the enemy camp?

However, the reality was not as scary as they imagined. They just went in and walked around and came out again, and even the witches showed them the way with a smile.

"What did you find?" Murakami asked in a low voice.

Yuko had a warm smile on her face, but she covered her mouth with a folding fan and whispered, "Compared to the last time, there are more shikigami."

Murakami looked serious, "Shikigami...have increased?"

Shikigami are spiritual bodies. In terms of the magic content in the modern air, animals are less spiritual. The difficulty of becoming a shikigami varies, but it is different for humans.

As the spirit of all things, the human soul is the easiest to transform into a spirit body, and another creature, the fox, is a substitute for the human soul.

The fox is the embodiment of cunning and wisdom. In the legends of various countries, there are stories of fox wise men. Probably due to this legendary bonus, the most numerous shikigami appearing in neon are those that resemble foxes. biology.

For example, those shikigami called Guanhu appear in Hogwarts.

The Kama Itachi who delivers the message is a shikigami transformed from a Weasel. Because of the difficulty, there are not many of them.

In modern society, hurting and killing another person is a crime that cannot be forgiven under any circumstances. Therefore, although they know that human souls are more likely to be made into shikigami, the priests are still more restrained and will not do these things openly. .

They don't need to come forward themselves. As long as they pay enough, there will always be Yakuza who want to come forward to help them complete the preparation ceremony.

After all, in Neon, the Yakuza is also a legal social organization. Isn't it normal practice to pay people to do things?

"What are you talking about?" Robert heard their whispers and came over curiously. Murakami was startled. When he looked up, Robert and Hermione were looking at them with doubtful eyes.

Murakami Takashi was a bit clever, "Your ears are also very good, right?"

Robert spread his hands and said, "No, you two have been chatting and walking too slowly. We can only come back to find you."

As he said that, he pointed at Harry who was standing far away kicking stones, "Harry is tired of waiting."

Only then did the two realize that they seemed to have been chatting for a long time.

Taking back the folding fan with a snap, Yuko said with a smile, "Then let's find a place to stay first. After all, we have to wait for news about the headmaster, right?"

At the beginning of the night, in a dark alley, the little wizards finally found a hotel opened by the wizards.

In fact, it is not impossible to stay in a high-end hotel provided by the Soul Exorcist Association, but the young wizards do not want to expose their wizard identities.

What if you meet someone who can't understand the atmosphere and have to compete with them to see whose shikigami is more powerful?

Pushing open the door to the basement, the little wizards were blinded by the flash. Waves of cheers rushed in front of them. The colorful lights cast brilliant light and shadow as if they were having a seizure. Even if they roared with all their strength, they could not Unable to hear each other's voice clearly, we could only hold hands and squeeze through the lively crowd to reach the bar.

It’s a speakeasy, but obviously it’s more than just a bar.

In the middle of the bar, there is a small stage, where a few young people wearing hip-hop costumes are holding musical instruments and howling like ghosts and wolves, with extremely penetrating sounds.

Didn't you expect that neon would be popular in rock and roll at this time?

Or is this a sign of passion or rebellion?

The little wizards don't know, anyway, their usual social circle is not here.

Finally, he found the boss who was drinking behind the bar. After explaining his and others' demands, the boss took a few people to the hotel.

"Well, you are lucky, you are the only one who will be staying here today." The boss's drunken voice sounded in the dark tunnel, and walking through the long underground walkway, the little wizards smelled a strong aroma of alcohol. .

"Our room is under the wine cellar. Although there is magic to block the smell, if you can't adapt, please solve it yourself." The boss said, opened the rusty iron door with the key, pushed hard, and the result was Not moving at all.

"Let me go, what's wrong with this broken door? It can't be pushed at all...you guys step back." As he said that, he pursed his lips and used his hands hard. With a very unpleasant creaking sound, a downward passage appeared. In front of everyone.

Taking out his wand, the boss walked in front, "Well, let me think about it, which room do you want to live in? Let's first agree. The room at the door is prone to moisture for some reason. The sewer in the last room seems to be blocked again. In the middle There are always ghosts floating in this room..."

As he spoke, he walked to several rooms and said, "Of course, if you don't mind, these rooms are the best."