Chapter 104 Secret Small Room
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
During breakfast on Sunday, Hagrid asked an owl to deliver a note, which said in a colorful way - "I have bought all the things you asked for - Hagrid"
"Thank you so much, Hagrid." Soul thanked him while checking the materials and putting them one by one into the small cloth bag that had been casted with the space expansion spell.
Yaya was drooling on the side, and looked at Suer with a pair of beady eyes. He thought that all the piles were edible.
"Haha, I'm so lucky. I bought them all in one store." Hagrid laughed heartily.
"I didn't go to the game yesterday, what was the result?"
"Gryffindor wins." Soul replied as he put the last item in his pocket, "but Harry's arm is broken."
"What's going on?" Hagrid looked worried, "What did Madam Pomfrey say?"
So, Soul told Hagrid everything that happened yesterday, including the fact that Lockhart took it upon himself to drain Harry's bones for the results of Harry's treatment.
"He is a big fool!" Hagrid was really angry. "I really don't understand that there are so many outstanding wizards in the magic world, but Dumbledore invited him."
Soul shrugged his shoulders, expressing his approval of Hagrid's statement.
"Madam Pomfrey will cure Harry."
After fiercely criticizing the unworthy Lockhart with Hagrid, Soul left Hagrid's hut with his small bag in hand.
"Where are you taking me?" Hermione quickly jumped over a step that suddenly disappeared, carrying a bulging cauldron on her back, and looked at the mysterious Soul in confusion.
He had just interrupted Hermione as she prepared to light a fire to brew Polyjuice Potion in the small room behind the portraits on the second floor.
"This is probably not the safest place to be if you want to brew Polyjuice Potion."
"Fred and George probably told a lot of people where it was."
"Follow me, I have a good place, no one can find it there."
But no matter how Hermione asked, Soul remained mysterious and said nothing.
She had no choice but to puff her lips and follow Suer up to the eighth floor of the castle.
"I know." Hermione's eyes lit up as she looked at the familiar decorations on the eighth floor, "I lost you here last year."
"Is there a little room behind one of the portraits here?"
"Absolutely." Suer nodded, "But it's much more magical than you think."
Soul sighed at Hermione's cleverness and led her to stop in front of a tapestry depicting a troll beating silly Barnabas with a giant stick.
"I need a room where I can brew potions without being disturbed by others." Sur thought silently in his mind and walked back and forth in front of the tapestry three times.
Hermione was surprised to find a portal slowly emerging on the blank wall opposite the tapestry.
Soul took a few steps forward, grabbed the doorknob and pushed it inward. With one hand behind his back, he released the doorknob and pushed inward. He looked at Hermione, whose eyes were wide open.
"Welcome to the Room of Requirement."
The Room of Requirement provided a perfect room, with cauldrons of various shapes placed on shelves, braziers, a long operating table, various glass containers, and all the equipment needed to brew potions. There were also many books thoughtfully prepared, all about potion brewing, but they were scattered and piled aside.
In addition to these, there is also a small blank shelf for placing the finished potions.
"It's amazing." Hermione exclaimed. The portal disappeared immediately after she entered. Hermione reached out and touched it, but could only touch a blank wall.
"This must be the most secret place."
"How did you find it?" Hermione looked at Soul in surprise.
"Uh..." Of course, Suer couldn't say that this was a memory from a previous life. He made an excuse, "I found it accidentally when I got lost on the eighth floor, and then..."
"So, you already knew that there was such a magical place here?" Hermione narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Of course." Suer didn't notice that Hermione's expression had changed, and smiled proudly, "I discovered this place last year..."
"Then why didn't you tell me last year?"
Oops, Hermione is in a mood.
"Listen to my explanation." Suer responded quickly and said sincerely.
"Hmph." Hermione placed her satchel on the console and glanced at Soul with her big eyes, "I'd like to hear how you quibble."
"Ah..." Su Er rolled his eyes, "Of course, I thought of you when I saw it. I originally wanted to tell you right away, but at that time I was preparing a gift for you, that scarf. It’s made here.”
"Furthermore, I discovered that besides me, last year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor also knows about this place."
"You know, he..."
"..."
Soul's explanation obviously calmed down Hermione's mood. She snorted softly and began to take out the potion materials from her satchel that she had taken the opportunity to take from the student material cabinet.
"Oh, by the way, Hagrid bought the skin of an African tree snake." Suer took out a bottle from his pocket and shook it gently. A thin skin with fine scales floated in the liquid.
"Great, all that's left now is the horn of the bicorn." Hermione looked through the neatly arranged materials, "There are quite a few, and there are many opportunities for trial and error."
"The horn of the bicorn can be put in place at any time. Let's do the preliminary work first." Suer said, and would go to Hagrid in two days. I believe Hagrid would not refuse him to grind some powder.
"Such a complete and processed snakeskin is not cheap, right?" Hermione arranged the containers neatly according to the order of the materials in the book.
"It's okay. Harry is a rich man. He has money." Soul shrugged, took out his wand and lit a flame under the crucible.
"Speaking of Harry, I wonder how he is doing now." Hermione said worriedly as she kept putting materials in the cauldron.
"As long as Harry is not dead, Madam Pomfrey can always bring him back. Maybe Harry has been discharged from the campus hospital now." Soul tore the two-eared grass into pieces and handed them to Hermione, and said with relief,
"Harry's just missing his bones."
While the two were processing materials in the Room of Requirement, Harry had already walked out of the school hospital, all beard and tail. Madam Pomfrey's potion was very effective, and the missing bones had grown back overnight.
After Harry enjoyed breakfast in the ward, Madam Pomfrey let him go.
After he walked out of the infirmary, he ran back and forth in the castle and looked around.
An incident that was currently unknown happened last night, and he was eager to share the unexpected information with his friends.
But Harry wandered around the castle for a long time and couldn't find Soul and the others.
ps: I stayed up all night, and now I’m completely confused.
The second update will be a little later. Happy New Year!
"Thank you so much, Hagrid." Soul thanked him while checking the materials and putting them one by one into the small cloth bag that had been casted with the space expansion spell.
Yaya was drooling on the side, and looked at Suer with a pair of beady eyes. He thought that all the piles were edible.
"Haha, I'm so lucky. I bought them all in one store." Hagrid laughed heartily.
"I didn't go to the game yesterday, what was the result?"
"Gryffindor wins." Soul replied as he put the last item in his pocket, "but Harry's arm is broken."
"What's going on?" Hagrid looked worried, "What did Madam Pomfrey say?"
So, Soul told Hagrid everything that happened yesterday, including the fact that Lockhart took it upon himself to drain Harry's bones for the results of Harry's treatment.
"He is a big fool!" Hagrid was really angry. "I really don't understand that there are so many outstanding wizards in the magic world, but Dumbledore invited him."
Soul shrugged his shoulders, expressing his approval of Hagrid's statement.
"Madam Pomfrey will cure Harry."
After fiercely criticizing the unworthy Lockhart with Hagrid, Soul left Hagrid's hut with his small bag in hand.
"Where are you taking me?" Hermione quickly jumped over a step that suddenly disappeared, carrying a bulging cauldron on her back, and looked at the mysterious Soul in confusion.
He had just interrupted Hermione as she prepared to light a fire to brew Polyjuice Potion in the small room behind the portraits on the second floor.
"This is probably not the safest place to be if you want to brew Polyjuice Potion."
"Fred and George probably told a lot of people where it was."
"Follow me, I have a good place, no one can find it there."
But no matter how Hermione asked, Soul remained mysterious and said nothing.
She had no choice but to puff her lips and follow Suer up to the eighth floor of the castle.
"I know." Hermione's eyes lit up as she looked at the familiar decorations on the eighth floor, "I lost you here last year."
"Is there a little room behind one of the portraits here?"
"Absolutely." Suer nodded, "But it's much more magical than you think."
Soul sighed at Hermione's cleverness and led her to stop in front of a tapestry depicting a troll beating silly Barnabas with a giant stick.
"I need a room where I can brew potions without being disturbed by others." Sur thought silently in his mind and walked back and forth in front of the tapestry three times.
Hermione was surprised to find a portal slowly emerging on the blank wall opposite the tapestry.
Soul took a few steps forward, grabbed the doorknob and pushed it inward. With one hand behind his back, he released the doorknob and pushed inward. He looked at Hermione, whose eyes were wide open.
"Welcome to the Room of Requirement."
The Room of Requirement provided a perfect room, with cauldrons of various shapes placed on shelves, braziers, a long operating table, various glass containers, and all the equipment needed to brew potions. There were also many books thoughtfully prepared, all about potion brewing, but they were scattered and piled aside.
In addition to these, there is also a small blank shelf for placing the finished potions.
"It's amazing." Hermione exclaimed. The portal disappeared immediately after she entered. Hermione reached out and touched it, but could only touch a blank wall.
"This must be the most secret place."
"How did you find it?" Hermione looked at Soul in surprise.
"Uh..." Of course, Suer couldn't say that this was a memory from a previous life. He made an excuse, "I found it accidentally when I got lost on the eighth floor, and then..."
"So, you already knew that there was such a magical place here?" Hermione narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Of course." Suer didn't notice that Hermione's expression had changed, and smiled proudly, "I discovered this place last year..."
"Then why didn't you tell me last year?"
Oops, Hermione is in a mood.
"Listen to my explanation." Suer responded quickly and said sincerely.
"Hmph." Hermione placed her satchel on the console and glanced at Soul with her big eyes, "I'd like to hear how you quibble."
"Ah..." Su Er rolled his eyes, "Of course, I thought of you when I saw it. I originally wanted to tell you right away, but at that time I was preparing a gift for you, that scarf. It’s made here.”
"Furthermore, I discovered that besides me, last year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor also knows about this place."
"You know, he..."
"..."
Soul's explanation obviously calmed down Hermione's mood. She snorted softly and began to take out the potion materials from her satchel that she had taken the opportunity to take from the student material cabinet.
"Oh, by the way, Hagrid bought the skin of an African tree snake." Suer took out a bottle from his pocket and shook it gently. A thin skin with fine scales floated in the liquid.
"Great, all that's left now is the horn of the bicorn." Hermione looked through the neatly arranged materials, "There are quite a few, and there are many opportunities for trial and error."
"The horn of the bicorn can be put in place at any time. Let's do the preliminary work first." Suer said, and would go to Hagrid in two days. I believe Hagrid would not refuse him to grind some powder.
"Such a complete and processed snakeskin is not cheap, right?" Hermione arranged the containers neatly according to the order of the materials in the book.
"It's okay. Harry is a rich man. He has money." Soul shrugged, took out his wand and lit a flame under the crucible.
"Speaking of Harry, I wonder how he is doing now." Hermione said worriedly as she kept putting materials in the cauldron.
"As long as Harry is not dead, Madam Pomfrey can always bring him back. Maybe Harry has been discharged from the campus hospital now." Soul tore the two-eared grass into pieces and handed them to Hermione, and said with relief,
"Harry's just missing his bones."
While the two were processing materials in the Room of Requirement, Harry had already walked out of the school hospital, all beard and tail. Madam Pomfrey's potion was very effective, and the missing bones had grown back overnight.
After Harry enjoyed breakfast in the ward, Madam Pomfrey let him go.
After he walked out of the infirmary, he ran back and forth in the castle and looked around.
An incident that was currently unknown happened last night, and he was eager to share the unexpected information with his friends.
But Harry wandered around the castle for a long time and couldn't find Soul and the others.
ps: I stayed up all night, and now I’m completely confused.
The second update will be a little later. Happy New Year!
