Chapter 112 Under the dungeon and the medicine of your dreams

Rice's intuition told him that if Daphne's performance hadn't been so dazzling, Dumbledore might have shamelessly awarded the Academy Cup to Gryffindor House.

This guy is different from the Gryffindor I know. He also wanted to complain about Dumbledore to Daphne, but his next words attracted his attention.

"Miss Granger's achievements are certainly related to her talent, but it is also inseparable from her diligence - Mrs. Pince told me that Miss Granger spent more than a thousand hours in the library this year. , I think this is also the reason why she can achieve such results, I hope everyone can learn from Miss Granger and spend more time in the library."

Dumbledore's words made Hermione blush. She never expected that her actions could actually affect the ownership of the Academy Cup. Other students in the auditorium heard the two words "full marks in all subjects" and "more than a thousand hours." When the word came out, everyone went crazy.

You know, students enter school on September 1st and go home after the semester ends in mid-July. There are three weeks of Christmas vacation in between. The full time in school does not exceed 300 days. Hermione spent more than a day in the library during the school year. Thousands of hours, which means that on average, we spend nearly four hours in there every day!

This statistic is simply outrageous—she still has seven classes to take!

Les also raised his eyebrows: More than a thousand hours is really not easy. Even Rowena, who loves to read, can't do this because she is also obsessed with "worldly things" and has very little time to calm down in a day. Come read a book. She made some efforts to this end, trying to give herself more time, but she still failed in the end and caused a lot of trouble for several of her old friends.

In this way, the closing ceremony ended with reversals and reversals. The students were seizing the time to enjoy their last time at school, and Les took Daphne into the dungeon with him again.

The difference from before was that this time Les was fully prepared.

"I feel that before today's operation begins, I need to tell you the purpose of our operation," he said softly, "I entered here today to save a fallen soul - this operation is extremely dangerous, You can always come back, this is not a test or a joke."

Daphne laughed. She completely ignored Les's warning and changed the subject: "This sounds familiar. Hagrid also said the same thing when she and I went to save the unicorn before."

She asked again: "Who is this person who wants to be saved? If it is very dangerous, do you want to take your big snake and my nightmare with you? If it doesn't work, they can still stand behind and help us. Delay for a while.”

Now it was Les' turn to laugh.

"It's not necessary. When facing that person, it's not just a matter of bringing a few more magical animals. As for who that person is -" Les deliberately lengthened his tone.

Daphne:?

"Stop being so pretentious!"

"I can't tell you. Her identity will have to wait until she regains consciousness and decides whether to tell you or not."

Les wanted to tell Daphne that their trip was to save Ravenclaw, one of the founders, but he held back the words. Because he suddenly realized that maybe Rowena didn't want others to know his identity just like him? Besides, she is not in a decent state like herself now - a half-clothed mummy and a crazy ghost. This is in great contrast to her past elegant and intelligent image, so let her make her own decision.

After warning Daphne again to no avail, Les took out a crystal bottle, which was filled with extremely brilliant purple smoke: it spontaneously formed a small vortex inside the bottle, with stars shining in the vortex, looking like a It's like Star Swirl is in a bottle.

"What is this?" Daphne's attention was immediately attracted by it. She had never seen such a gorgeous potion.

"A potion made with the previous 'Demon of Desire' as the main ingredient. Its function is to make wishes come true." Les patiently explained to Daphne.

"All your wishes come true!" Daphne's eyes widened instantly - even in the magical world, something like a wishing bottle is too magical.

"Wishes come true in the literal sense." Rice explained additionally. Wishful thinking medicine takes advantage of the characteristics of the desire demon and can materialize the things imagined in the mind. The larger, more complex, and more complex the things that are embodied, The more precise it is, the more potions are consumed. For example, it takes dozens of times more potions to make a three-tiered wedding cake than to make a cupcake.

"Come on, just think of something, and then use the method I taught you before to extract this memory." Les motioned to Daphne to try it.

Daphne did as she was told and used the tip of her wand to pick out a very thin silver thread from above her temple. Les opened the cork of the potion bottle, and the purple mist inside spewed out. At the same time, the thread " "Silver Thread" also fell from the tip of the staff and was sucked into the whirlpool.

Even though the silver thread was only as thin as a hair, it was like a very powerful dye, dyeing the entire mist silver. Upon seeing this, Les plugged the bottle again, and there was less mist in the bottle. Quarter.

Soon, the mist left outside turned into reality, and a chubby rabbit appeared in front of the two of them. It had gray fur and a pair of ruby-like eyes. It looked like those pumpkins that often lie on Hagrid's side. The rabbits in the field nibbling on pumpkin leaves are no different.

The rabbit didn't look too smart. It glanced at Les and then at Daphne, then squatted there and combed its hair with its front paws.

"How amazing!" exclaimed Daphne as she tried to pick up the cute bunny, only to scare it. The rabbit ran away quickly, but after just a dozen steps, it turned into a ball of silver mist with a bang and disappeared quickly.

"The things created by the medicinal mist are attached to us and will dissipate when they are far away from us. The food created cannot really satisfy your hunger. It will only deceive your brain and give you a false sense of fullness. .”

Daphne hesitated to speak, but Les directly predicted her thoughts and told her that using this thing to transform things and eat them would not work.

"Then isn't this a powerful tool for losing weight?!" Daphne was overjoyed: she used her imagination to create a medicine and turned it into a feast. After eating, she would fill her stomach without gaining weight. This was simply a dreamlike medicine!

"I think this small bottle can be sold for at least fifty galleons." Les reminded Daphne to be more realistic. If he wanted a weight loss pill, he could make a potion that speeds up metabolism and energy consumption - that kind of thing is very affordable. Cheap, costing at most a few kilos.

"The price is okay..." Daphne mumbled, she wanted Les to teach her how to prepare this potion.

Les was already used to the young girl's tyrannical behavior. The Greengrass family had been this way since her ancestor "Dragon Heart".

He used his wand to pick out a trace of memory from his temple and added it to the remaining mist.

This time, the purple medicinal mist did not turn into anything specific, but turned into a sky-blue cloud, which looked a little more solid than the purple mist just now.

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