Chapter 33: Back to Life at Hogwarts

As soon as Christmas was over, Ryan devoted most of his time to that Defence Against the Dark Arts class notebook.

In the last few days before the end of the Christmas holiday, he finally mastered the stun spell, which was closely related to the constant practice in the Wanjie grocery store. The only regret is that now his spell level is limited to being released, but the strength is probably not enough to stun a person.

Ryan is now desperate for a way to quickly increase his magic power, otherwise even if he has enough knowledge, he will not be able to turn knowledge into power.

On the last day of the holiday, Ryan said goodbye to his reluctant parents. Returned to school on the Hogwarts Express with Hermione.

No sooner had he arrived at school than Ryan had learned from Ron that Harry had been looking at a hallucinating mirror for three nights in a row.

After Hermione complained about Harry's reckless behavior (What if Filch caught you?). Ryan told Harry: Actually being caught by the night watch is a small problem, the main thing is that those hallucinations can make you gradually lose the distinction between reality and fantasy, which will definitely drive you crazy in the end. Ron and Hermione together Nodding in agreement, Harry had to swear again that he would never look for the mirror again.

The days after that passed slowly in normal study, but the Basic Chinese Medicine Handbook, Telford Edition, which Lane thought might not be useful before, came in unexpectedly useful.

In the potions class, he found himself processing the raw materials, controlling the heat, and suddenly making a great progress in brewing potions. Because Snape actually gave his potion an E.

It was only later that Ryan came to his senses that the brewing process of traditional Chinese medicine had a lot in common with the potion making process. And Telford, because of its general medical skills, is often instructed by Xilaile to take the medicine and boil the medicine. This kind of skill that practice makes perfect after a long period of practice was also acquired by Ryan in this inheritance.

This has to be said to be a good thing. After all, Gryffindor students have been taking a deduction in Snape's class, and Ryan has been worried that Professor Snape will deduct points for his final exam.

It's been a good day for Ryan, but it's been worse for Harry. With the Quidditch match about to begin again, Wood is more demanding than ever on his players. Even in the continuous rainy days after the snow did not stop training. When Ryan was reading in the common room after dinner every day, he often encountered exhausted Quidditch players, sometimes even wet, with mud dripping from the corners of his robes.

One day, while Ryan and the others were doing their Potions class homework together in the common room, Harry suddenly rushed in and sat beside Ron.

Wait, I'll be finishing my homework soon. I'll be able to have fun later, said Ron, before turning his head to see Harry's face What's the matter with you? You look horrible, won't play next time. It's Snape's Seeker for the Lytlings, hahaha.

Harry's face became even more ugly, and Ron's smile suddenly froze: Isn't Snape really going to be a Seeker?

Almost. Harry made an uncomfortable expression: Snape will be the referee next game.

Why, Mrs. Hooch is a professional. Ryan said.

Please take time off, Hermione said immediately.

You just said you were sick and couldn't play, Ron added.

A broken leg is fine, Hermione said.

Just break your leg. Madam Pomfrey can get it back in one night anyway. Ron followed with a bad idea.

I don't think it's necessary to be so nervous. Ryan said, The competition is under the watchful eyes of all the teachers and students in the school. Even if Snape wanted to kill him, he would not choose this occasion, otherwise he would have been in Potions class long ago. Kill Harry.

Harry also said he would definitely play because there is no substitute for Seeker and he wouldn't be able to play if he didn't play for Gryffindor.

while they were discussing,

Neville fell headlong into the common room. No one could guess how he got out of the portrait hole, because his legs were glued together. Harry and the others could see at a glance that this was a leg-locking spell. He must have hopped like a rabbit all the way up the stairs and into Gryffindor Castle.

Everyone laughed, only Ryan and Hermione didn't. Hermione stepped forward and released Neville's spell, and Neville's legs snapped apart. Ryan helped him stand up and found him shaking.

What's the matter? Hermione asked, leading him over and sitting with Harry.

Malfoy, Neville said in a shaky voice, I ran into him outside the library. He said he'd been looking for someone to practice that spell. But thanks to Ryan for reminding me earlier that Slytherin was attacking Gryffindor students. It's a habit of me subconsciously spraying Malfoy's face with the chilli spray he gave me when he leaned over to taunt me, then running back while he was washing.

Hermione said to Neville, You can sue him!

Neville shook his head.

I don't want to get into trouble again, he muttered vaguely. After all, I didn't suffer this time.

But Malfoy might fuck you a second time, said Ron. You need to have the courage to tell Professor McGonagall this.

I know I'm not brave enough, Malfoy said it, Neville choked.

Finally, under the comfort of everyone, Neville finally left with a weak smile.

In the days that followed, everyone was still training by training and learning by learning. It's just that one day Hermione took out an ancient book and told the other three that she had found the wizard's record of Nicole May.

The three of them gathered around and saw the opened page that read: Nicoleme, the only maker of the Philosopher's Stone known to everyone. Ancient alchemy involved the forging of the Philosopher's Stone, a miraculous substance with amazing powers. The Philosopher's Stone can turn any metal into pure gold, and it can also create an elixir of life that will immortalize those who drink it.

There have been many reports about the Philosopher's Stone over the centuries, but the only remaining one belongs to the famous alchemist and opera lover, Mr. Nicole May. He celebrated his 665th birthday last year and is now living in seclusion in Devon with his wife Perenal, 658.

It's not much different from what we found ourselves, but it basically confirmed our conjecture. Now we can be sure that the magic stone is hidden in the school. Ryan said to Hermione after reading it.

Harry also interjected, No wonder Snape wanted to steal it, a rock can turn into gold, and it can make you never die! Anyone would want it!

You can't just suspect Snape just because he's prejudiced against you, maybe Quirrell wants to use this to make a potion to cure his stutter, Ryan said. But now Snape has a more realistic threat to us, Harry, think about your game this week.

Harry suddenly became depressed. Snape's refereeing game was really difficult. He even thought it might be difficult to walk off the field alive.