Chapter 368: Victimization, Miss Prewett, Invitation

"By the way, since Hermione is talking about love potions, a friend of mine recently sent me a message.

The largest magic potion manufacturing workshop on the market received a large number of orders for aphrodisiacs a few days ago.

The orders came from the Weasleys' Joke Shop, and they packaged the love potions into perfumes, cough drops, stimulants, and the like and sent them to Hogwarts."

Aiden picked up the book and shook it. There was always a lot of dust on these ancient books from Hogwarts.

Oh, and a bug fell out.

"Weasley, George and Fred, how could they do this!" Harry accused.

"No, haven't you discovered the key point yet? The largest potion-making workshop on the market is owned by your Potter family."

The dragon narrowed his eyes, and pleasure was revealed in his jewel-like pupils.

"My home!" Harry stood up directly.

His sudden action attracted Madam Pince, who happened to see the Half-Blood Prince's notes in his hand.

Thinking Harry was scribbling on the book, he rolled the parchment in his hand into a mallet and hit him with it.

"Hiss!" Harry sat back, covering his head.

"So, the love potion I made at home may now be used on me."

Harry covered his head and lamented the twists and turns of life.

"It's even worse. Have you seen Miss Romilda Vane? Oh look, here she comes with the saccharum water."

Aiden watched Romilda Vani slowly approaching Harry and acted as a live commentator beside him.

"Oh, our Mr. Potter smiled at her, but be careful, the smell of the love potion in her cup has drifted ten kilometers away."

Harry, who was about to stand up and welcome the other person just now, immediately looked back for help.

"Okay, stop being weird and save Harry!" Hermione poked Aiden with the cap of her pen.

"Snap" Aiden snapped his fingers, and Romilda Vanni handed the gill grass water to Zacharies.

Then he drank it all in one gulp, and the two of them left, talking and laughing.

"Huh." Harry let out a breath as he watched the trouble go away.

"Wait, Hermione, do you have a male companion? If not, I wonder if we can attend together as friends." Harry invited.

"Oh, sorry, I've already accepted someone else's invitation." Hermione lifted her hair awkwardly.

"Aiden, where are you?" Harry turned around.

"I'm not going there as a student, so I can go through the back door." Aiden raised his eyebrows at him.

"Oh, that's terrible," Harry sighed in disappointment.

......

The next day was the last day of Christmas. After the Transfiguration class, I attended the Christmas dinner.

The little wizards in the school will be liberated.

In the last Transfiguration class before the holidays, Professor McGonagall taught them about human body transformation.

This class requires everyone to change their hair color.

Ethan successfully gave himself green hair, and Edmund also gave himself a tuft of Rendan beard.

"Edmund, raise your hand and point it at the sky at a forty-five degree angle." Aiden made a funny expression.

".....Don't think I don't know what you mean."

Since being laughed at by them many years ago, Edmund has made up for his lack of knowledge about the Muggle world and can now understand Aiden's jokes.

"What about you? You haven't changed yet!" The two people cheered together.

"Yeah, let's try it." Aiden snapped his fingers, and his hair quickly turned golden.

Then...his chest swelled and his pelvis became wider.

"Oh, it's gone too far." The girl's lark-like voice came out.

I stretched out my finger and looked at it. It seemed that there was no change from before.

The two roommates were stunned by Aiden's sudden change, and Ethan even dropped his book on the ground, attracting Professor McGonagall's attention.

Then she saw one of her best students messing around with human body transformation, and she quickly walked over and gave Aiden a hand.

"Change back to me. You don't want me to call you Miss Prewett for the rest of my life!" Professor McGonagall's voice caught everyone's attention.

"Aiden has turned into a girl!" Ron was the most active one. He flipped over his chair and ran over.

Then, a girl who stood like a peony and sat like a peony came into his sight.

"Oh, beauty, can you please invite me..." Ron immediately held her hand.

"Shut up, Ron, I'm your brother!"

Aiden decisively changed back and gave Ron a punch to the face.

"Hey, turn in a six-inch paper after class, describing exactly what it's like to be a girl!"

Professor McGonagall sighed, but there was nothing that could make things difficult for him, so he could only assign some papers that would not produce any results.

As soon as the class was over, Hermione ran out with her books and bumped into Ethan.

"What's wrong with Miss Granger?" Ethan was a little confused.

"Do you have a girl you like?" Aiden glanced at him. A roll of parchment and a quill behind him were automatically recording his thoughts.

"No." Ethan shook his head in confusion.

"Boys?"

"nor."

"Hey." Aiden hooked his arm around Ethan's shoulders with a sympathetic look on his face and patted him.

"Why is he like this?" Ethan looked at Edmund in confusion.

However, the battle-hardened Mr. Ai patted him on the back with a loving look on his face and left.

On the other side, Harry, who wanted to chase after Hermione to deliver a book, met Luna.

"Hey, Luna," Harry greeted her.

"Good morning, Harry." Luna smiled back at him.

However, Harry looked outside and saw the sun rising to its highest point in the sky.

"By the way, do you know about Professor Horace's dinner party? I was wondering if I could invite you to attend with me." Harry rubbed the back of his head.

"Slughorn's dinner? With you?"

"Yes!" said Harry. "We all need to bring guests, so I thought maybe you..., I mean..."

Harry tried hard to make his intentions clear, for he was afraid that Luna might think he was confessing his feelings.

"I mean, just as a friend, if you don't want to..."

He was already beginning to regret his eloquence, and sincerely hoped that Luna would refuse.

But the person he met was Luna, the most Ravenclaw of Ravenclaws. How could Luna, who had walked the spiritual path more deeply than the average young wizard, not know what Harry meant?

"Don't panic, I know what you mean." Luna gave Harry a bright smile.

"No one has ever invited me to a dinner party as a friend. Oh, by the way, did you dye your eyebrows for this? Do I need to do the same?"

Luna pointed at Harry's eyebrows, which had changed color due to learning Transfiguration.

"No, no, no. Then I'll pick you up in Ravenclaw in the evening. See you then." Harry responded quickly, then ran away in panic.

Luna, who stayed behind him, waved him goodbye, not caring whether Harry could see the boar's charge.