Big Boss In The Harry Potter World

"How do I know nothing will happen?" Solim repeated what Ronald said just now, and chuckled: "Crabbe, don't learn from Weasley, you have to learn to use your brain.

"Okay, keep your mouth shut. Gregory." Draco glared at Ronald.

"Didn't you find anything wrong?" Solim asked, "Let's forget about Filch's cat, after Colin Creevey was petrified, what happened in the school?

Without waiting for others to speak, Solim said to himself: "No, the school didn't do anything... But something like this happened——students were petrified, the school should have done something, Isn't it?"

"Draco, do you know how to de-petrify?" Solim asked Draco.

"...uh, break the curse?" Draco said uncertainly.

Solim shook his head: "If the curse could work, Filch's cat would have been rescued by the professors, and Creevey wouldn't have stayed in the school hospital forever, and the same is true for Justin. Apparently it has no effect on that petrified state."

"Miss Burst, besides breaking the spell, is there any other way to get rid of the petrified state?" Solim suddenly asked Hermione who turned into Millicent, and Hermione listened attentively to Solim—like Solim explaining the spell to them in a small classroom He was in the same state as when he heard Solim's words. Hermione didn't react for a while, but Draco looked at Hermione's Millicent in a strange way. Solim's behavior was a bit strange, and Millicent Burst usually followed The few of them didn't meet each other, but now they were so close, Draco looked at Millicon strangely.

Hermione came to her senses at this moment, but she didn't know whether the Millicent she turned into should know the answer to this question. To be on the safe side, Hermione could only say that she didn't know.

"If you want to get rid of the petrified state, besides the curse, the more effective way is the potion made of mandrake." Solim said slowly: "But are you not surprised? The mandrake from Professor Sprout does not have Mature, but many potion material stores will have this kind of material in reserve, not to mention that there will be ready-made potions at St. God made the finished potions from the mandrakes without any trouble, the students in the school were petrified, and the general cures didn't work, which should have been a serious problem that needed to be solved urgently , but what did the school do? Nothing, just let those two petrified students lie in the school hospital."

"If the school really cared about this matter, Creevey wouldn't have been lying in the school hospital for so long." Solim stared at Ronald's Crabbe and said, "That's why I said that the students in the school don't It's going to be life-threatening, you understand, Gregory?"

Because the school doesn't care about the students being petrified, so the students' lives will not be in danger?

Ronald thought for a long time but couldn't understand the logical relationship of this sentence. Shouldn't it be "the school cares about the safety of the students, so the students will not be in danger"?

Ronald's performance at the moment is quite in line with Gore's usual performance.

"Okay, Vincent, don't think about it if you don't understand it." Solim smiled: "Anyway, someone will explain it to you, right?"

Draco felt even weirder, Solim had never spoken to Crabbe like that.

Sirna seemed to see something, smiled and said nothing.

"Then you mean that there will be an attack next?" Draco asked.

"Isn't this obvious? The so-called heir hasn't been caught yet. When he is caught, those petrified students will be discharged from the hospital immediately. Do you believe it?"

"You seem to be quite free recently. Except for going to the small classroom, you don't boil potions at night, and stay in the lounge. What's the matter?"

"It's not because of the Compound Potion last time." Sylna answered. "He's going through a period of reflection right now."

"That's it..." Draco nodded, he was at the scene last time, and knew what happened, and Hermione's Millicent also knew what happened, but Hermione always There is a bad feeling.

"Speaking of Polyjuice Potion." Solim's mouth twitched, "In addition to the mistakes that are easy to make when brewing potions, there are also mistakes that are easy to make when using potions—especially for those who are using the potion for the first time. from the wizard of the potion."

It's over! He won't find out, will he? Hermione gripped the wizard's robe nervously.

"Use Polyjuice Potion to become another person, then your behavior patterns and the way you talk to others must conform to the person you become, otherwise it will be easy to be seen through by others-especially familiar people. And Polyjuice Potion The effective time must also be grasped, otherwise something may go wrong."

Solim glanced at Crabbe, whose hair was already a little red, and continued: "The consequences of that are extremely serious."

Harry was horrified to see that Crabbe's hair that Ronald had turned into was starting to turn red. Similarly, he also saw Ronald looking at him in horror. Harry knew that he and the others had to leave immediately.

"Ah, Millicent," Solim called out suddenly, and Hermione, who was wondering if Solim had discovered something, startled Hermione.

"Huh? What?" Hermione asked nervously.

"Can you get me something to eat from the kitchen? I'm getting a little hungry."

Hermione saw the playfulness in Solim's eyes, and she knew that Solim had found out! Or rather...he had already found out. But what about Harry and Ronald? Just as Hermione was struggling, Solim spoke again: "Hurry up, drama.

Hermione understood Solim's eyes, gritted her teeth, and left the lounge in the eyes of Crabbe and Goyle pleading for help.

Harry saw Crabbe's hair getting redder and knew they couldn't wait any longer and had to get out of here immediately.

"Ah, I'm not feeling well, I'm going to the school hospital." Harry said hastily.

...asking for flowers...

"I'll go with him."

Harry and Ronald hurried away holding their heads.

"What's going on with these two people today?" Draco asked strangely, "and Millicent too.

"Well..." Solim smiled and opened the Marauder's Map, "I guess you will find out tomorrow, or tonight."

Solim put it off long enough that the History of Magic class in his senior year was about to end.

Harry and Ronald run wildly around the castle because they feel their feet slipping in Goyle's or Crabbe's shoes, which means that the effect of the drug is about to end, or even has ended, and they must be found out. I rushed back to the women's washroom in the tulou - their school robes and shoes were left there.

Harry and Ronald's movements became more and more difficult, oversized shoes and bloated clothing restricted their movements. Just when they rushed to the second floor and were two corners away from returning to the women's bathroom, the door of the classroom in front of them opened, and a group of senior students came out.

Harry knew that it was Cuthbert Binns' History of Magic classroom, and Harry was about to pull Ronald back to avoid these people, but the classroom door behind Harry also opened, and another group of senior students came out. Harry didn't know what that classroom was for, not many students came out, but enough to block their way.

Soon, Harry and Ronald wearing Slytherin school robes were spotted by these senior students.

"Potter! Weasley! Why are you wearing our house robes!" The speaker Harry knew was Marcus Flint of Slytherin, captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team.

"Catch them first! I'll go find the dean!"

"No, Marcus, Professor McGonagall's office is on this floor, and I'd like to see how she will deal with these two people." Harry also knew who was talking, and it was Warrington, who was also on the Slytherin Quidditch team. a member.

Harry and Ronald looked desperately at the circle of seniors who were much taller than them - the two of them were tightly surrounded.

"Oh, is the famous savior finally finding out that he is not suitable for Gryffindor and is ready to come to Slytherin?"

"Hahahaha..." The surrounding Slytherin students began to mock Harry and Ronald.

Even in such a noisy environment, Harry heard Professor McGonagall's familiar footsteps. He knew that he and Ronald were screwed.

"What happened?" The students made way for Professor McGonagall.

"Merlin! What the hell are you two playing? Why are you wearing Slytherin school robes?" Professor McGonagall stared at Harry and Ronald in their baggy Slytherin school robes.

"We...." Harry and Ronald looked at each other, lowered their heads, what could they say? Are they dressed for fun?

Harry knew, the two of them were over again.