Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Snake Have?

Crow smiled and said, "I have prepared enough materials, including this thing,

He pointed at the strange round object.

"We can use it to make a special decoction."

"Is it resistant to any attack?" Ronald asked.

Crow laughed, raised his index finger and shook it a few times.

"No, of course not. This ball can only block one attack, and its effect is limited.

Ronald breathed a sigh of relief.

"Still," he said, "it will at least hold it back for a while."

"Yes, that's it." Crow looked at Ronald with admiration.

"You're doing things faster and faster."

"Where is it? It's you who teach me well."

"But are you sure you want to take me to study it together?"

Crow stopped smiling and said seriously: "You have to learn it."

"Me." Ronald hesitated, "I'm not sure I have the talent in this area.

Crow shook his head: "Ronald, no matter who he is, as long as he is a student of Hogwarts.

All should try to study various new studies.

This is an opportunity for advancement that you shouldn't turn down. ”19 Ronald bit his lip: “I will work hard. "

"That's good." Crow said, "You can play with it for a while."

Ronald was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"What about you?" Ronald asked, "Aren't you going to stay in the storage room and help?"

"I'm going to make a deal with Snape," Crow said. "I'm going to separate them."

Ronald nodded: "Then come on, Crow."

"Of course, I also look forward to the success of the experiment as soon as possible."

After Crow finished speaking, he left the narrow house and walked towards Hogwarts not far away.

Hermione on the other side finally found what she needed from the bottom of the box.

She opened the box and took out two things.

One of the items is a long metal tube.

Hermione placed the metal pipe on the table and flicked it twice with her wand.

The spiral patterns on the surface of the metal tube quickly became active and turned into a crude instrument model.

Hermione pressed the button, and the instrument immediately sounded a series of beeps.

He looked at the instrument expectantly.

After a while, the sound of the instrument stopped.

"There's nothing on the display, Hermione." Ronald muttered from the side.

Hermione frowned and stared at the display for a long time.

"Weird," she muttered.

"According to the diagram, we should have started the instrument."

"We haven't started it yet!" Ronald exclaimed, "Is this instrument broken?"

"No, there's nothing wrong with our operations." Hermione asserted.

“It just malfunctioned.

Hermione straightened the instrument and poked the surface with her wand.

"What are you doing?" Ronald asked confused.

"Are you going to destroy this instrument?"

"Of course not." Hermione shook her head.

"I'm checking this instrument."

"what to check for?"

"Check it to see if it's been enchanted or hexed," Hermione said seriously.

"You know, that's the most important thing."

Ronald nodded and saw a blue-green warning message light up on the surface of the instrument.

"Look!" Hermione shouted.

"It was indeed attacked by a curse, but it was not damaged.

Ronald looked at her in surprise.

"That's what I need," Hermione said.

"We have to find this material quickly."

"Wait, how did you judge?" he asked.

"I just counted," Hermione pointed at the calendar on the instrument.

"Only three days left."

Ronald blinked.

"Why are you so sure that magic has been used on it?" he asked doubtfully.

"Because its color is lighter than other similar styles, and." Hermione paused.

"This kind of magic is common."

Ronald seemed to understand.

He scratched his head.

"Okay, in that case, let's hurry up," Ronald said enthusiastically.

"We should be able to get a lot done while Professor Slughorn is away."

Ronald took out a thick record book from his pocket and handed it to Hermione.

"You want to write?" Hermione looked at him in surprise.

"Of course," Ronald said matter-of-factly.

"I also have to draw, edit papers and calculate problems. In short, there are many things to do, and I must have a pen."

"But." Hermione said awkwardly.

"Professor Slughorn won't allow you to bring these Muggle things."

"It doesn't matter, we can sneak it in," Ronald said nonchalantly.

"I've found a way to avoid Slughorn's surveillance.

Look, didn’t you sneak out of the school quietly last night?”

Hermione glared at him, took the notebook, and flipped through a few pages.

"alright, I got it."

She stood up, stretched her arms, and rolled up her sleeves, revealing her white arms.

Then, she bent down to pick up the black ring on the corner of the table and put it on her left hand.

Hermione raised her right hand and made a cut with the tip of a small knife on the edge of her palm.

Bright red blood flowed into the back of her ringed hand.

Blood flowed forward along her slender fingers.

Slowly gather on the wrist, slide along the wrist to the elbow, and then disappear.

She closed her eyes slightly and recited a spell.

A bright red light flickered, and a rich flame spurted out, covering her completely.

Ronald was startled and hurriedly took a step back to avoid the incoming flames.

However, his ears were still hit by the hot wind.

He couldn't help but rub 710's ears and looked forward.

Hermione was floating in mid-air, her whole body glowing with red firelight.

Ronald opened his eyes wide.

He suddenly remembered that he had seen a similar scene with his own eyes at Hogwarts.

Hermione was trying to figure out how to refine the blood of those horned dragons.

It is said that as long as the dragon's blood is injected into the alchemy furnace.

The alchemist can use magic to fuse and recombine the blood.

Hermione was doing the same thing now.

But the shocking thing was far from over, Ronald heard Hermione's singing becoming more and more intense.

The red light became more dazzling, as if a blazing sun was rising above Hermione's head.

It makes people squint their eyes involuntarily.

Ronald felt his eyes hurt again.

He closed his eyes hastily.

But Hermione's spell was not over yet, a huge fireball was generated out of thin air.

Ronald opened his mouth wide and stared at the fireball as it slowly fell to the floor.

"Boom."

The fireball hit the wall and exploded.

Debris flew everywhere, and the walls were instantly scorched.

Hermione fell back to the ground from mid-air, her face pale.

The back of her hand was still smoking and burned.

She gasped softly and clutched her chest, seemingly unbearable.

Ronald ignored his distress and ran forward to support her.

"Are you okay?" he asked worriedly. .