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Ryan took the potion bottle with a grimace.

He wanted to take this opportunity to throw the bottle out, but Snape would definitely not let him do it, and the consequences would be more serious.

Ryan sighed and asked, "Can I know what will happen in advance?"

"I've already said, I don't know the consequences." Snape said in a cold tone, "However, since you asked the question of adding multiple hairs, you must have guessed the most likely result. You will become two people. Stitches - don't worry, you'll at least have a Christmas break to recover and won't miss much class."

Is it the curriculum that I'm worried about?Ryan sighed sadly again.

He frowned and took a sip of the Polyjuice Potion.

It tasted weird, like black coffee with mustard, and a strange smell of red wine and honey.

The next moment, Ryan squatted down in pain and couldn't help letting out a cry of pain.

He felt that the flesh and blood all over his body was tearing and melting, and the bones were being pulled out one by one, and then he felt that his body had turned into a ball of soft paraffin.

The painful feeling subsided slightly, and Ryan found that his body was swelling, his gaze was getting higher and higher, and his clothes were getting tighter.

Snape showed an expression of interest, but at the same time he relaxed his suspicion slightly, because he saw that this was the first time Ryan had taken Polyjuice Potion, which meant that this naughty little wizard was not bold enough to make a Polyjuice Potion to commit suicide. .

Come to think of it, how could a young wizard from an ordinary Muggle family have the ability to obtain the ingredients for Polyjuice Potion?

"Chi—" With a sound, Ryan's clothes could no longer withstand the expanding tension, split into several rips, and turned into several pieces of rags hanging on his body, and the wizard's robe also turned into a shawl.

Ryan finally adapted to the physical discomfort. He picked up a piece of cloth and used transfiguration to turn it into a mirror.

Snape showed a slightly strange look, a little surprised by Ryan's proficiency in transformation.

Ryan looked at his face in the mirror and found that there were wrinkles and sharp eyebrows, but his hair was greasy and shiny black.

He looked at himself strangely, as if he were looking at a cross between Snape and Dumbledore.

"Take another drink," said Snape.

Ryan did as he was told, and this time, the familiar pain came again, but it was far less severe than the first time.

He looked in the mirror again. This time, his face looked a little like Snape's and his hair turned pale.

"The effect is unstable," Snape said. "It seems that the potion cannot fully identify the characteristics of the two people. This is in line with my guess. The horn of the bicorn will randomly combine the characteristics of the two people."

"What if there are three people?" Ryan asked.

"Then there will be more combinations of features." Snape said, "But I don't think you should try this. Three and seven have important symbolic meanings in numerology. I can't guarantee to add the magic of three people's hair." Will there be any abnormal changes in the medicine?"

Ryan nodded and held his chin: "If you mix men's hair and women's hair..."

"You want to try?" Snape smiled coldly.

Ryan quickly shook his head desperately.

But at this time, many interesting options have popped up in Ryan's mind, such as mixing human hair and cat hair; what will happen if you add your own hair to polyjuice potion; or, save some of your own hair when you were young, What will happen if you use it again in old age...

Snape threw a bottle to Ryan, containing a dark green potion.

Ryan recognized it as the antidote to Polyjuice Potion.

He quickly drank the antidote. This time, the potion was not only cold, but also sent an unbearable chill from his stomach.

After a while, Ryan "deflated" again.

He restored his clothes using "repair as before", and while Snape was in a good mood, he asked a few questions about Veritaserum and the Silent Bird.

By this time, Snape was getting very impatient, and Ryan looked at his desk full of papers to be marked and knew it was time to leave.

He bowed to Snape and mentally crossed out the task of "reporting Snape to Professor McGonagall."

In any case, Snape had already given him considerable help in Potions.

Ryan asked Snape this time mainly to confirm whether the hair of multiple people could be added to the polyjuice potion. Although the process was a bit cruel, he at least got the desired result.

He can now confidently create fictional characters using the hair of his classmates.

In the last few days before the holidays, Ryan went to the Owlery to send a letter home, telling his parents that he might not be able to go back until Christmas Eve.

Then, he borrowed hair from several little wizards he was close to in the name of researching "hair growth agents."

On Friday, the first half of the first school year ended, and the little wizards began to leave school one after another.

The next day, Ryan went to the Room of Requirement for his last class of the semester.

He went to the corner, picked up the token, and connected to the Priory.

Wei Ge's voice came out quickly: "I think you are ready."

"Yes, we can agree on a meeting place." Ryan said in a lowered voice.

"Sexy, how are you doing over there?" Wei Ge asked.

After waiting for a while, Gwendoline came online. She said a little irritably: "I have already completed the procedures at the Ministry of Magic. I can only use the portkey to go to the UK tomorrow. It is really troublesome! For your sake, my Transfiguration class I almost didn’t pass.”

"We will reward and compensate you." Wei Ge said, "So, when do you want to meet?"

"The day after tomorrow, you have to give me some time to rest." Gwendelin said in a dissatisfied tone, "You decide the location. I will take the Knight Bus there then."

Ryan thought for a while and said: "No problem, I'm free the day after tomorrow, so let's meet at the Shrieking Shack in Hogsmeade Village, where there are very few people to disturb us."

"Okay." After Gwendelin said this word, she exited the line neatly.

Wei Ge's voice was a little helpless. He coughed and said, "Then it's decided. Okay, now it's a question between you and us. Let me confirm with you, are you willing to join us?"

"After joining, can I reserve the right to tell Dumbledore your information?" Ryan asked.

"Of course not." Wei Ge said, "After you join, you will definitely have access to some important information from us. In order to prevent members from leaking secrets, we need you to sign a contract."

As if he was afraid of Ryan's rejection, he quickly said: "Of course, this contract is what I told you before. There are only two loose requirements: no information should be disclosed unless necessary; if others ask for help, you must provide as much help as you can. "

Ryan said: "So, if there is an emergency, I can still notify Professor Dumbledore, right?"

"If the situation is really urgent, you must tell Dumbledore..." Wei Ge sighed, "We can't force you to keep the secret, can we? But you must make compensation for the losses caused. In serious cases, We will consider withdrawing your membership."

"Then I'm going to tell Dumbledore now, will you still let me join the club?" Ryan asked.

Wei Ge choked and smiled bitterly: "Are you so obsessed with informing Dumbledore?"

"I'm just confirming my rights normally." Ryan replied.

"Okay, let me confirm." Wei Ge's voice was farther away, and it continued after a while, "You can tell us now, but we will cancel the help you have - you have to give up the one we talked about before. The price of leaves.”

"I will consider it myself." Ryan nodded.

"Then, the last thing." Wei Ge's voice sounded a little tired, "Your code name has been decided."

He was silent for a moment, seeming to be preparing a solemn tone.

Wei Ge slowly spoke: "No. 70, five people, mountain table seat. Welcome you to join us in advance, 'Mensa'."