Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

There was nothing unusual about where the wand was pointing.

What's wrong? Ron's voice trembled with surprise.

Harry narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath: Just now I felt a powerful breath approaching us.

Did you feel wrong? Ron looked around in fear, took out his wand, stammered, and recited the spell twice before releasing the Illuminating Charm, Could it be the smell of some black magic books?

Harry shook his head: People and things have different breaths.

Ron paled and gripped his wand tightly.

He slowly withdrew his wand: Hurry up and find that book, it makes me very uncomfortable here.

The Potent Potion is not hard to find, and it's quick to find.

Ron raised his wand.

Harry quickly copied down the prescription, and also abbreviated a summary of the two pages or so of precautions.

They went back to the dormitory and read the above content carefully.

Ron had a headache: This potion is so complicated.

But it's powerful, isn't it? Harry's eyes lit up, and it doesn't require many materials.

Lacewings, antimony, leeches...

The combination of minerals and herbs, and the use of some of them are very savage, which opened his eyes. He began to have some ideas about how to realize the many medicines of the witcher in this world.

It was almost three o'clock in the morning before Harry turned off the light and yawned: When we get up tomorrow, let's go and look at the medicine cabinet in the Potions classroom.

If there are all the materials there, we don't have to worry about the materials.

Ron was in a daze, lying on the bed in a posture of inviting you into the urn, muttering: Okay...Okay.

He didn't have Harry's good energy, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

The next day, they get up.

The Potions classroom was still open to the public during the holidays, and some fifth and seventh graders who had to get an O in the exam couldn't relax at Christmas.

There are a lot of medicinal materials in the student storage cabinets, as well as minerals and metals, but... two of the most important materials are missing.

Powdered bicorn horn, African tree snake skin.

Harry took some medicinal ingredients and took them away under the guise of brewing three kinds of potions.

Waited out of the classroom.

Ron breathed a sigh of relief: It's terrible, the seniors can't go home for Christmas.

The way they look at us is no better than the way you look at them. Harry shook his head. In their eyes, you may be the kind...a good student who worked hard in the first grade.

Ron turned his neck awkwardly.

He's not bad, but the word good student doesn't match his style.

Maybe Professor Snape will change his senses towards you because of this. Harry teased, Look at him now, isn't he a little more friendly towards Hermione?

I wonder if you have misunderstood 'pleasure'. Ron shivered.

Potions class.

With three people's assignments, Snape would give a long speech.

Harry would be scolded bloody.

Malfoy tends to get the most compliments.

And then there was Hermione, Snape wouldn't take it on her the way he did Harry, but... out of respect for Gryffindor, he wouldn't have good words coming out of his mouth either.

The other lion cubs were terrified.

On the contrary, the two parties did not take it seriously, and even hoped that Snape could curse a few more words.

What about the remaining two documents? Ron complained after making sure there was no one around after walking away, Professor Snape's storage room must have it.

Harry shook his head. I don't think stealing from a professor is a wise choice.

Ron sighed: What should I do then?

Hogsmeade. Harry stopped suddenly, looking into the distance from the window, We can go there and have a look.

Ron was taken aback, and frowned: But that's a place only third-year little wizards can go, and they have to get permission from their parents...

Maybe we can ask your brother. Harry continued to walk forward, They know many secret passages in Hogwarts, and maybe one of them leads to Hogsmeade.

Ron still frowned: But how can we tell them?

Say...we're going to buy ingredients for Polyjuice Potion?

Harry glanced at Ron strangely: Aside from the material, don't you want to visit Hogsmeade?

Ron was taken aback.

Isn't it normal for a young wizard to want to go to Hogsmeade? Harry continued to ask.

They go back to the lounge.

It was rare that the Weasley brothers didn't go out to make a fuss.

George. Harry sat down next to someone, I have something to ask you.

The man said seriously, No, I'm Fred.

You're George, Harry corrected. This trick won't work for me.

George muttered: Oh, no, how did you do it, Harry? You can distinguish us so accurately every time.

I want to go to Hogsmeade, can you help me? Harry asked straight to the point.

Fred raised his eyebrows: Are you going to Hogsmeade? Now is not a good time...

I can't stay at Hogwarts all Christmas. Harry said helplessly, Most of my friends have gone home.

George chuckled: Then you've found the right person, we know seven secret passages leading to Hogsmeade.

And Filch only knows four. Fred pinched his waist, confidently.

Ron raised his hands: Great, George, Fred, I knew you would.

Harry can go. George said sternly, but you can't, little Ronnie.

Ron's eyes widened: Why?!

Harry is very powerful, he can kill a troll. Fred said smugly, but you can only be killed by a troll.

Maybe you're no match for a Flobberworm.

George paused: And Harry looks very mature, except for his size, he looks like a big kid.

And you're still a little devil, my dear little Ronnie. Fred spread his hands, You're still a little Ronnie who only cries for his mother.

Ron blushed and yelled, Fred, George!

Our little Ronnie is angry again. George exclaimed. Need to ask Harry to borrow Hedwig and write to his mother to complain about us?

Ron gritted his teeth: Sooner or later, I'm going to turn you two into a stinking pile of shit.

It's two groups. Fred stood up and patted Ron on the shoulder. He and I are two people, not one.

We'll bring you candy when we get back. George rubbed Ron's head hard. How about the cockroach pile? Those are sweets that Headmaster Dumbledore likes very much.

I think spider candy would be more suitable for little Ronnie.

Is there such a candy?

Maybe we can ask the Duke of Bee to cast a transfiguration spell.

Ron was shaking all over.

When I know the secret way, we can go together next time. Harry comforted Ron in a low voice, which made him feel better.

George and Fred couldn't wait.

Harry went back to his dorm and made some preparations—tucked two balls of socks into his shoes to make himself look taller, tucked the Sorting Hat under his robes, hung seven or eight bottles of potion around his waist—

Neville's failed version of the scabies potion, the water of life and death, the eight-eyed spider venom he begged from Hagrid...

By the way, he re-combed his hair, thought about it, and put on the sunglasses that Snape gave him—he didn't like these things, but the witcher's eyes were too recognizable.

Harry, you've really changed. George marveled, What's on your face, you're so handsome.

Harry replied, This is a Christmas present from Professor Snape.

The two of them immediately fell silent, wishing to eat back what they had just praised.

Under Ron's envious eyes, they took Harry out of the lounge and went to a mirror on the fifth floor. George looked around, carefully took out his wand, and tapped lightly on the mirror: Reveal and show.

The surface of the mirror rippled like water, and became transparent like glass, revealing a passage hidden behind the mirror.

Come on, Harry. George walked in first.

Fred pushed Harry inside.

This is our favorite one. George lit his wand and led the way ahead. The road is very flat, the space is very open, and you can walk straight.

Fred sighed: If you want to talk about the disadvantage, it's that this secret road is about to reach its age. When we used it last year, a big bag of dirt just rubbed George's nose and smashed it down.

It's a pity, if only it hit the head.

George turned around and kicked Fred: Damn it, what are you talking about.

Fred patted his robe: And the end point is also very good, it's in a very hidden corner of Hogsmeade, unlike the other two secret passages.

One entrance is under the Whomping Willow.

One exit is in the Bee Duke's shop.

We were almost caught as thieves last time.

The secret path was very long, and they walked for a quarter of an hour before reaching the end and crawling out from another mirror in an abandoned hut.

Harry, where are you going? George and Fred were very interested, but they did not intend to leave Harry's side to carry out their own activities.

Let's go buy candy first. Harry thought for a while, he couldn't get rid of the two of them.

Bought some candy for Ron.

On the recommendation of the two Weasley brothers, he bought some prank props.

Quills, parchment, some books.

Last stop, go to the potion material store.

Do you have any African tree snake skin here? Harry asked.

The owner of the material store had a strange tone: You want this thing? We don't have it here. It's a contraband, my dear little wizard.

Harry nodded without changing his face, and continued to ask about other relatively rare materials.

Bicorn horn powder is mixed in it, but unfortunately... this is also a contraband.

Harry pulled out his money and bought the other materials he was talking about.

Fred and George looked at the golden Garen with a little envy in their eyes - they went to school for three years, and the money they spent was not even half of Harry's this time.

Just walked out of the material store.

A man in a black robe hurriedly followed them out, stopped in front of Harry, and lowered his voice: Little wizard from Hogwarts?

I have the materials you want here, bicorn horn powder, fire ash snake eggs, African tree snake skin...

Thanks for the reward of Sangen and Wuxing!