Chapter 101 Compound Decoction
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Lockhart became a performer. The original podium was moved to one side by him. He waved his wand, but there was no magic wave at the tip of the wand. He spoke his lines and kept walking, suddenly turning to the left. Suddenly right.
Su Er yawned in the audience and lay down on the table.
His eyes were blankly looking at Harry, who was being directed by Lockhart to perform a scene with his rival—the stiff and embarrassed Harry.
"Ouch..." Harry stretched out his hands, his fingers slightly bent, trying to look fierce, but not scary at all.
Sur didn't even look at it...
Lockhart was very satisfied with Harry's performance, and he showed his signature eight teeth.
"Good call! That's it, it's so similar---then, I pounced---just like this---"
"Bang..." Harry's thin body was pinned down by Lockhart.
Oh, is this a show I can watch without paying?Su Er stroked his forehead.
Lockhart was clearly in the best-actor state. He pressed his lower body against Harry's thin body, held down Harry's head with one hand, and then held the wand in the other hand, and stabbed Harry's head hard with the tip of the wand. neck.
"Hiss..." The little wizards gasped in unison.
They could see how much pain Harry Potter was on the stage, and his face turned pale...
But Lockhart thought that the little wizards were brought into the scene by him and became even more excited.
"Then I calmed down and used the remaining strength to cast a very complicated humanoid restoration spell---he let out a miserable groan---"
Lockhart exerted force in his hand, and Harry immediately screamed.
It really hurts. May Merlin bless you and hope you can come to Taiwan soon... Suer silently clasped his hands together.
"Great, Harry---keep calling---"
"The higher it is, the more miserable it is - you know, this curse will cause extremely great harm to the werewolf, and he will be in great pain."
"That's great!" Lockhart's face glowed with excitement.
"Yes---I succeeded--the hair on his body disappeared--the big fangs retracted---he became a human again."
"Simple yet effective." Lockhart stood up, kindly helped the pale and gasping Harry up, put one arm around his shoulder and shook him.
"Just like that - another village will remember me as a great hero who saved them from the fear of being attacked by werewolves once a month."
"Croak, croak, croak, croak..." The little wizards clapped, not knowing whether to admire Lockhart's courage or to celebrate that Harry was able to walk off the stage intact.
Soul curled his lips. It was not like he had never read books about werewolves. If the Roushzi's humanoid restoration spell had worked, Lockhart would not have only received a third-level medal.
This can only deceive some little wizards who don't understand.
The bell rang, and Lockhart faced everyone panting. This series of performances really made him very tired.
"Homework: Write a poem about my victory over the Wogga werewolves! The one who writes the best will get several copies of [Magical Me] signed by me."
Harry returned to the back row of the classroom. When Soul was about to leave with the other students, he found that Ron and Hermione had no intention of packing their things.
So he slowed down his movements.
He stayed outside the classroom and let his roommates go first.
After a while, Hermione and the three walked out of the classroom. Behind them, Harry gritted his teeth and rubbed his arms. His arms had been held back by Lohat during the performance just now.
"What are you doing here..." The sudden voice startled the three of them.
Hermione trembled for a moment and then saw that it was Soul. She walked over and patted Soul coquettishly.
"What are you doing? You scared me."
Ron and Harry looked at each other and nodded.
"We're going to the library." Harry said quickly, interrupting Soul and Hermione's flirting.
Along the way, Hermione explained to Soul in a low voice what they were staying for.
"You are going to borrow books from the restricted book area?" Suer said in surprise, "I told you earlier, I have many notes approved by professors." As he said that, he opened his small satchel and took out a stack of blank notes.
Lockhart's handwriting was extremely clear.
Harry and Ron were stunned.
"Why do you have so many notes?" Ron asked stammering.
Su Er shrugged his shoulders, "I went to the professor's office to ask for it when school started. He foolishly believed that I was asking for autographs for others, and signed many of them for me."
"Professor Lockhart is not stupid!" Hermione was unhappy. With the fan filter, she didn't feel it at all. Lockhart's performance in class during this period was like a straw bag.
"Just because he said you were the best student in the grade?" Ron muttered.
"So, what books do you want to borrow?" Suer asked.
"Ask Hermione." Harry pouted angrily at Hermione who was in a mood.
……
Ten minutes later, Hermione walked out of the library carrying a bulging satchel.
"Come on, let's go to a place where no one is around. How about Myrtle's bathroom?"
"No, I refuse!" Ron jumped out to object strongly, and Suer nodded in agreement, as it would be terrible if the monster came out.
So, at Suhr's suggestion, they gathered in the small room behind the third portrait in the left corridor on the second floor.
"Powerful potion?" Soul couldn't help but ask as he looked at the thick, moldy book that Hermione took out from her satchel.
"What potion are you going to brew?"
Hermione pursed her lips and said, "Polyjuice Potion."
"Polyjuice potion?" Soul repeated, his expression changed, "You are crazy. Professor Snape said in class some time ago that once this potion is taken by mistake, it can easily cause dangerous consequences. Maybe you won’t be able to change back to your original self.”
"Why don't you go through with it? Hermione." Seeing how scary what Soul said, Harry was a little worried, "We can think of other ways to test Malfoy."
"Malfoy? What does this have to do with that kid?" Soul narrowed his eyes.
"That's right." Ron explained aloud, "We believe that Malfoy may be the heir of Slytherin. He made up the rumor that Harry is the heir to divert everyone's attention, and then he can secretly open the secret room and put the Let the monster inside out..."
Su Er was speechless.
Although the notebook that can be used to open the secret room does belong to the Malfoy family...
"So, do you have to boil this potion? Do you really know the consequences if this potion fails?"
"The books have been lent out." Hermione felt guilty and did not dare to look into Soul's eyes.
"Okay." Soul sighed, knowing he couldn't stop Hermione.He remembered that in the original plot, Hermione did successfully brew Polyjuice Potion, "Then you should try it."
Anyway, he has already thought about how to deal with the basilisk. Before that, it is best not to get too involved. If the plot changes, it may lead to very unfavorable consequences, and the matter will be serious.
ps: Hey, happy new year
Su Er yawned in the audience and lay down on the table.
His eyes were blankly looking at Harry, who was being directed by Lockhart to perform a scene with his rival—the stiff and embarrassed Harry.
"Ouch..." Harry stretched out his hands, his fingers slightly bent, trying to look fierce, but not scary at all.
Sur didn't even look at it...
Lockhart was very satisfied with Harry's performance, and he showed his signature eight teeth.
"Good call! That's it, it's so similar---then, I pounced---just like this---"
"Bang..." Harry's thin body was pinned down by Lockhart.
Oh, is this a show I can watch without paying?Su Er stroked his forehead.
Lockhart was clearly in the best-actor state. He pressed his lower body against Harry's thin body, held down Harry's head with one hand, and then held the wand in the other hand, and stabbed Harry's head hard with the tip of the wand. neck.
"Hiss..." The little wizards gasped in unison.
They could see how much pain Harry Potter was on the stage, and his face turned pale...
But Lockhart thought that the little wizards were brought into the scene by him and became even more excited.
"Then I calmed down and used the remaining strength to cast a very complicated humanoid restoration spell---he let out a miserable groan---"
Lockhart exerted force in his hand, and Harry immediately screamed.
It really hurts. May Merlin bless you and hope you can come to Taiwan soon... Suer silently clasped his hands together.
"Great, Harry---keep calling---"
"The higher it is, the more miserable it is - you know, this curse will cause extremely great harm to the werewolf, and he will be in great pain."
"That's great!" Lockhart's face glowed with excitement.
"Yes---I succeeded--the hair on his body disappeared--the big fangs retracted---he became a human again."
"Simple yet effective." Lockhart stood up, kindly helped the pale and gasping Harry up, put one arm around his shoulder and shook him.
"Just like that - another village will remember me as a great hero who saved them from the fear of being attacked by werewolves once a month."
"Croak, croak, croak, croak..." The little wizards clapped, not knowing whether to admire Lockhart's courage or to celebrate that Harry was able to walk off the stage intact.
Soul curled his lips. It was not like he had never read books about werewolves. If the Roushzi's humanoid restoration spell had worked, Lockhart would not have only received a third-level medal.
This can only deceive some little wizards who don't understand.
The bell rang, and Lockhart faced everyone panting. This series of performances really made him very tired.
"Homework: Write a poem about my victory over the Wogga werewolves! The one who writes the best will get several copies of [Magical Me] signed by me."
Harry returned to the back row of the classroom. When Soul was about to leave with the other students, he found that Ron and Hermione had no intention of packing their things.
So he slowed down his movements.
He stayed outside the classroom and let his roommates go first.
After a while, Hermione and the three walked out of the classroom. Behind them, Harry gritted his teeth and rubbed his arms. His arms had been held back by Lohat during the performance just now.
"What are you doing here..." The sudden voice startled the three of them.
Hermione trembled for a moment and then saw that it was Soul. She walked over and patted Soul coquettishly.
"What are you doing? You scared me."
Ron and Harry looked at each other and nodded.
"We're going to the library." Harry said quickly, interrupting Soul and Hermione's flirting.
Along the way, Hermione explained to Soul in a low voice what they were staying for.
"You are going to borrow books from the restricted book area?" Suer said in surprise, "I told you earlier, I have many notes approved by professors." As he said that, he opened his small satchel and took out a stack of blank notes.
Lockhart's handwriting was extremely clear.
Harry and Ron were stunned.
"Why do you have so many notes?" Ron asked stammering.
Su Er shrugged his shoulders, "I went to the professor's office to ask for it when school started. He foolishly believed that I was asking for autographs for others, and signed many of them for me."
"Professor Lockhart is not stupid!" Hermione was unhappy. With the fan filter, she didn't feel it at all. Lockhart's performance in class during this period was like a straw bag.
"Just because he said you were the best student in the grade?" Ron muttered.
"So, what books do you want to borrow?" Suer asked.
"Ask Hermione." Harry pouted angrily at Hermione who was in a mood.
……
Ten minutes later, Hermione walked out of the library carrying a bulging satchel.
"Come on, let's go to a place where no one is around. How about Myrtle's bathroom?"
"No, I refuse!" Ron jumped out to object strongly, and Suer nodded in agreement, as it would be terrible if the monster came out.
So, at Suhr's suggestion, they gathered in the small room behind the third portrait in the left corridor on the second floor.
"Powerful potion?" Soul couldn't help but ask as he looked at the thick, moldy book that Hermione took out from her satchel.
"What potion are you going to brew?"
Hermione pursed her lips and said, "Polyjuice Potion."
"Polyjuice potion?" Soul repeated, his expression changed, "You are crazy. Professor Snape said in class some time ago that once this potion is taken by mistake, it can easily cause dangerous consequences. Maybe you won’t be able to change back to your original self.”
"Why don't you go through with it? Hermione." Seeing how scary what Soul said, Harry was a little worried, "We can think of other ways to test Malfoy."
"Malfoy? What does this have to do with that kid?" Soul narrowed his eyes.
"That's right." Ron explained aloud, "We believe that Malfoy may be the heir of Slytherin. He made up the rumor that Harry is the heir to divert everyone's attention, and then he can secretly open the secret room and put the Let the monster inside out..."
Su Er was speechless.
Although the notebook that can be used to open the secret room does belong to the Malfoy family...
"So, do you have to boil this potion? Do you really know the consequences if this potion fails?"
"The books have been lent out." Hermione felt guilty and did not dare to look into Soul's eyes.
"Okay." Soul sighed, knowing he couldn't stop Hermione.He remembered that in the original plot, Hermione did successfully brew Polyjuice Potion, "Then you should try it."
Anyway, he has already thought about how to deal with the basilisk. Before that, it is best not to get too involved. If the plot changes, it may lead to very unfavorable consequences, and the matter will be serious.
ps: Hey, happy new year
