The Soul of Hogwarts Across Worlds

Chapter 292 Wolf Poison Potion
The rainy weather has just passed.

The air in the castle was filled with thick water vapor.

A gust of mountain wind suddenly blew, causing people to tremble all over, and the whole person couldn't help pulling the clothes on his body closer to him.

"Melda?"

In the corridor on the first floor, Melda ran into Snape with a gloomy face.

"Uh, professor, what do you have to do?" He couldn't help but took a few steps back. Recently, not to provoke Snape has become the consensus of the entire Hogwarts wizards.

Ever since his battle with Sirius, who was spared suspension for paying a 'fine', his attitude towards young wizards, especially Gryffindors, has grown increasingly nasty.

In the other two colleges, there were occasional witches who were yelled at by Snape in potions class.

At this time, he was wearing a black robe, his face was covered with frost, and the expression on Melda's face changed from fearful to terrifying.

"Dumbledore has something for you." He had a serious face, and his tone was cold and full of disdain.

It seemed as if the words had come out of his mouth and stained his mouth.

After saying an inexplicable sentence, Snape turned around and left the corridor.

Melda was left with a puzzled face in the cold wind.

"Huh?" He touched his little head, a little confused about the situation.

But since it was the principal who was looking for him, Melda didn't think too much, turned around, went back the same way, and walked towards the principal's office on the eighth floor.

"Cockroach pile!"

In front of the brass knocker shaped like a griffin's head, Melda said softly.

Then the huge statue slowly rotated, and a staircase leading to the principal's office gradually appeared.

Melda jumped up, and in two or three steps, she came to a spacious, beautiful, circular room full of funny sounds.

"Melda, you guessed my password again!"

The old principal seemed to be receiving someone.

After Melda stretched her head to look around, she found that it was Mr. Pierce Lamb, the liaison officer of the International Federation.

"Uh, you should consider changing the names of several candies to make a cycle. Uh, you seem a little busy? How about me."

"No!" Dumbledore stopped Melda from turning around and leaving.

"The conversation between me and Mr. Lamb is over."

"Yes, it's over." Piers Lamb interrupted abruptly.

Melda stood at the table with the slender legs of a lot of queer silverware!Looking at those glasses, they are constantly spinning, spewing out small puffs of smoke.

The eyes never fell on the Headmaster and Piers Lamb.

As soon as he walked into the office, he felt that the atmosphere here seemed a little strange.He is not interested in the principal's little secret.

"Hmph!" Piers Lamb snorted softly, then strode towards the stairs, and quickly disappeared at the end of the spiral staircase.

"Okay, now there are only two of us left!" Dumbledore slowly got up from the chair and came to Melda.

His eyes were full of strange gazes, Melda had never seen such an expression from the headmaster.

"Principal, do you have anything to do with me?" Melda pretended not to see anything.Don't meet Dumbledore's eyes.

"Ahem!" The old headmaster coughed twice, and then suddenly said another thing: "A brand new potion has been born recently, do you know?"

"A new potion?"

Melda was taken aback.

He was inventing new potions every day, what was that?
"This..." He fell into a short pause for a moment, and after half a day of recollection, he remembered that there was a brand new potion on the market.

The wolfsbane potion invented by Damcos, for which he also won a second-class medal of the Knights of Merlin.

The "Daily Prophet" reported this matter, and the "Modern Wizard and Magic News" also reprinted the article, which made Melda a little impressed.

"You mean, wolf's poison potion?"

For a moment Melda wanted to understand why Dumbledore had called herself over.After Snape and Sirius got into a stalemate, he definitely didn't want to brew Wolfsbane Potion for Professor Lupine.

That's why the principal found himself.

"Yes! I don't think you know it yet! In fact, your Professor Lupine is a werewolf!" the old headmaster said softly.

Those blue eyes seem to have traveled through time, returning to the Lupine who was almost four years old when he was attacked by a werewolf and turned into a werewolf because his father offended the werewolf Fenrir Greyback.

"Everyone has their own misfortune. Lupine's greatest misfortune is probably due to his kindness. If he is like those bloody werewolves who bit him, maybe he will live an easier life!"

"You want me to brew the wolfbane potion! No problem!" Melda said quickly.

"I hope you can forgive the professor's misfortune. Excuse me, what did you just say?"

"It's just wolfbane potion, wrap it on me, principal!"

As she said that, a strange light flickered in Melda's eyes.

What a good experimental sample!

Are there any similarities between werewolves and vastaya?

If I stimulate the werewolf with the blood of the vastaya, will it create a brand new creature?

In other words, the proud stalker Rengar is a vastaya, so he is no different from a werewolf in the traditional sense!

From this point of view, Professor Lu Ping is indeed a precious experimental subject!

Various thoughts began to sprout in Melda's little head.

And his strangeness also successfully alerted Dumbledore around him.

Regarding what happened to Halle Ron and the others, as the headmaster, he certainly knew about it.The kid Melda had gone too far in the field of potions.Some of his ideas surprised even himself!

I was afraid that he would go astray.
"Ahem! Melda, you must know that Professor Lupine is a good man."

"No problem, professor. Wolf's poison potion is a piece of cake, oh! By the way, the potion needs to be taken a week before the full moon, right? My memory is still very good." Melda said. Then he took out the formula of chamaejasma potion that he had cut out from the newspaper from his pocket, wrote and drew on it with a quill, and said without looking back: "It's the end of October, ten miles away. There are two weeks left in mid-January."

Dumbledore on the side watched with his own eyes that Melda altered the familiar formula of Wolfsbane potion in his hand to pieces.

At least three potions were eliminated by him, and two other potions that he had never heard of were added to the formula.

"Principal, it's nothing, I'm leaving first." Melda, who continued to lower her head and modify the formula, walked towards the spiral staircase with her legs open.

Dumbledore behind him watched him leave.

Originally, Mr. Principal wanted to discuss with him about herbal medicines. After all, he brewed potions for the professor, so students should not be allowed to bring their own herbal medicines!
But after thinking about it, the Estes family didn't seem to lack that little Galleon, so they didn't say anything.

He knew best about Lupine's financial situation.

If you mention herbal medicine, the school must pay the bill in the end.This is also the condition he promised Lupine to come to Hogwarts.

It's great to be able to save some money now.

(End of this chapter)