All things are three at Hogwarts

When Allen woke up again, he felt as if he was in another world. Different from the blue tent, the room Allen was in at the moment was a standard circle, and everything was made into arcs. Shape, consistent with the wall. But this is a clean and pure resting space, and he can feel the smoothness and softness of the silk quilt on his body. The floors and interior decorations are all made of beautiful, high-quality teak wood. Opposite the bed, an entire wooden wall was carved into a bookshelf, and books of all sizes were placed on it in an orderly manner. Through the open window, Allen saw the starry sky outside. It turned out to be late at night. He walked to the window and found that he seemed to be sitting on top of the clouds. This was a tree house entrenched on a huge oak tree that grew freely, and the big oak tree grew in the valley between the two mountains in a low and narrow place.

Allen looked down and felt that the treehouse was floating on the canopy. Some birdhouses were scattered among the towering tree trunks, with ravens falling into them from time to time. There were several irregular wooden stairs, some of which were wide. They are big, some are narrow and some are small, they are swaying and rotating, and sometimes they are stretched, extended and switched to connect different bird houses. However, after a careful look around, I did not find any ladders connecting to the ground for people to go up and down on the periphery.

Whether it is a wooden house, a staircase or a birdhouse, they are all integrated with nature, making people feel like they are walking in a city in the sky. When a gust of wind blows, the house will gently sway and rise. Listening to the wind and singing of birds, feeling the ancient natural atmosphere, and the state of moving with the rhythm of nature is a bit like a "free spirit".

The lake water next to the tree was crystal clear under the many immortal flame lanterns floating around the big oak tree. The grass beside the lake extended to the roots of the trees, but Allen found that the grass at the roots of the trees was obviously higher than the surrounding areas. One lap.

Looking into the distance, you can see little bits of firelight coming from the wooden houses with stone foundations in the town. The silhouettes of those houses are dark and short but quite long under the starlight. Some houses are also decorated with some ivy or It is the leaves of a creeping plant, and the window looks very small.

In front of the wooden desk in front of the bookshelf, Rowena Ravenclaw used a quill pen to write quickly on a piece of parchment. From time to time, she bit the feather tail and thought for a moment. After writing, she picked up the parchment with two fingers. , blew gently. "Bang!" With a sound, a house elf wearing a blue linen skirt, a short coat, and a small blue hat appeared next to Rowena Ravenclaw. This little house elf appeared next to Rowena Ravenclaw. The elf is clean and beautiful, but Allen is particularly familiar with her. This is obviously the house elf Maggie that the system rewarded him with! However, he looks very young for a house elf, as if he has just reached adulthood...

Rowena Ravenclaw handed the parchment to Maggie, "Maggie, besides these, go to her kitchen to catch a horned toad and bring it back alive." The elf bowed obediently and looked at it curiously. Allen was on the bed, and his figure disappeared from the room.

When he heard Maggie's name, Allen's eyes flashed. He knew that he must have been subconsciously affected when he named Maggie. Allen smiled to himself, it turned out that he really didn't know anything.

Allen looked at Rowena Ravenclaw blankly, but she opened a wooden box with a carved metal pull tab, took out various shapes of pharmaceutical utensils from it, placed them on the long table, and set up a crucible. "I'll pull out those two warthog teeth for you first. I should have questions to ask you after I read the memory."

Maggie quickly returned to the room, and she handed a basket of medicinal materials to her master. Rowena took the basket with both hands, "Everything is ready."

After saying that, Ravenclaw had added a lot of things to the crucible, and Alan could only identify a few of them. He noticed that some of them were also used in potions class, apparently because of the way of preparing herbal medicines at this time in the Middle Ages. They are not the same, which makes them look completely different... and many plants have become extinct or on the verge of extinction for Allen's time.

Maggie jumped up and started to attack the witch master, and Rowena probably noticed Allen's gaze and began to explain when adding the medicinal ingredients, "To be sure, we need...a few horned slugs. Worm fat, although I usually use it to treat scabies." She took a round bottle from Maggie's hand, turned the bottle upside down, and dripped into the crucible.

Ravenclaw seemed to be in great spirits while making the potion. She even turned around in a circle after putting down the bottle, then reached into a cage and said, "More horned toad urine." She said. He caught the toad, squeezed out the urine, added the liquid to the cauldron, and threw the toad out of the window, where a raven picked up the poor little thing in the air with its paws as if it was an expert at this. , and then captured it back to the birdhouse.

Seeing her vulgar graceful movements, Allen's throat moved and his body stepped back.

She raised an eyebrow, arched her eyes, and continued like a chant: "The dead man's finger bones pickled with the tree sap and lavender essential oil are the two that were removed from your face before. They are of very good quality." She added. A thick blue-purple finger joint was placed at the end of his nose and sniffed, with an expression of intoxication and disgust, "I love the smell of lavender and protector tree sap, but the smell of dead finger bones is a bit stronger."

Breaking it off with a little force with both hands, letting the finger bones fall into the crucible that was already steaming with steam, Rowena Ravenclaw glanced at Allen lightly, "The golden Galleons owned by the wizard who died accidentally , Silver Sickle, and Copper Nut were taken from the pockets of three different wizards, plus two teaspoons of a silver substance containing hope, emotions and memories extracted from the head of a Muggle priest." With a ding-dong sound, the spoon hit the crucible. There was a crisp sound above, and with every sound, a white mist with the luster of mother-of-pearl rose up in a spiral shape.

"Medieval potion making is indeed different from modern potions. Although the active ingredients are similar, they are still full of feudal superstition and add too many unnecessary parts..."

After pulling off a piece of Allen's hair and making a sound of "Bah...", Rowena Ravenclaw spit into the cauldron and added Allen's hair, which made Allen's mind wander. Pulling back, he stared at the other person's brows raised in stunned silence, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a blue handkerchief: "You have to drink a small bottle before going to bed, and apply the rest externally. The effect is better than the previous one."

She scooped up a spoonful of the blue viscous potion, filled it into a small round jar with satisfaction, and then poured the rest into a large wooden bowl. Paying attention to the bottom of the crucible, she handed it over casually. He gave it to the house elf on the side, "The bottom of the crucible is burned, take it to mend it."

Then, she came directly over, raised the wand in her hand, and touched the tip of the wand lightly to Allen's cheek. The finger bone was inserted into the cheek. In addition to the pain that always came from the wound, this image really made Allen feel uncomfortable in Luo's eyes. Inara Ravenclaw was a little embarrassed. If Allen's own wand cores had not "died" when passing through the curtain, and he was still in a cursed state that suppressed his physical power, Allen would have taken them out by himself. Came down.

Allen believed that with Rowena Ravenclaw's magic level, he should be able to pull them out very gently without causing himself too much pain. He could finally speak.